Mad Malibu Halloween!

To Red Witch: Hey there, Red Witch! Missing a few buoys from his ocean? A few buoys from his ocean? I don't think his ocean has any buoys in it! I'm glad you liked the last chapter, and I hope you like the new one!

To Sparky Genocide: Hey there Sparky Genocide! What did you do to get your butt kicked out of ? I don't really understand how it happened. I lost a lot of great reviews, man. The Surf Master gets an electric wedgie? Let me guess, Kyle gives it out, right? That sounds like something that Kyle would do. I hope you like the new chapter, man!

To Raliena: Hey there Rae! And yes, everything is indeed exploding! I hope you like the new chapter!

Disclaimer: "This is America, and in America, you should be allowed to get your money back!" - Stan Marsh, SouthPark

Chapter 9: Aerial Dogfight!

The skies over Malibu

The Surf Master, the mad inventor, was flying over the Halloween night skies of Malibu, California. He was humming the theme song to COPS.

"Bad boys, bad boys / What you gonna do / What you gonna do when they come for you?" The Surf Master sang. He then started cackling. "I like to see the local Malibu piggies try to catch me!" He noticed something down on the street and he smirked evilly. The Surf Master dive-bombed toward his target: a pair of cops who were standing in front of their car, parked in front of a coffee shop.

"Man, my daughter thinks that Velocity kid is awesome." One cop said to another, who nodded.

"HEY!!!" The cops screamed as the Surf Master flew by them, holding a sign that said 'Malibu Cops can't catch colds!'

"OINK OINK BABY!!! WHAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!!!!!!!" The Surf Master cackled loudly at the angry cops.

"Hey surfer! The West Coast Misfits will get your arse!" One of the cops yelled. The Surf Master laughed as he flew back up to a higher altitude.

BZZ-OW!!! BZZ-OW!!!

"HEY!!!" The Surf Master exclaimed as he dodged lighting bolts coming down on him. "What?!"

"HEY JABRONI!!!" Kyle dive-bombed down towards him. The Boston-born mutant was clad in his Thunderbolt costume, and his body was surrounded by electricity. The Surf Master snarled.

"Eat lasers, Mr. thunder brat!" The Surf Master engaged Kyle in aerial combat. The insane surfboard-flying inventor fired the laser cannons mounted on his surfboard and in his costume at Kyle.

"You ain't no Annie Oakley, jabroni! If she was here, she'd shoot your arse off!" Kyle snapped. He created a medieval-style shield out of electrical power, and he used it to protect himself from the Surf Master's laser blasts, firing back ball lightning.

"You have brought you little buddies, Thunder Boy!" Surf Master teased as he dodged Kyle's electric attacks. "Hey!" He got pelted by rocks. "What the--?" He saw Terrell, dressed in his Velocity costume, using his mutant super speed to pitch rocks he gathered at him. "Razzum frazzum kids…" The Surf Master muttered as he dodged the rocks, and he activated his forcefield to protect him from any rocks that he failed to dodge.

"WAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" A sonic scream rippled through the air, accompanied by two jets of flame.

"AAAAGH!!!" The Surf Master screamed, covering his ears as the sonic scream hit him. The jets of solar flame hit him, knocking him into a building.

"Uhn…" Toshiro grunted, dropping downward a bit.

"Toshi! Ye alright?" Siryn wondered.

"I am alright." Sunfire responded. "My powers are not quite at their peak right now. Less solar energy to absorb."

"Alright. Get to a building and stay there. Use your powers conservatively." Siryn ordered. "I shudder to think what'll happen if ye run out of solar power in midair." The Irish girl added. Sunfire nodded. The Japanese mutant flew to a building top and stood there, waiting for some action.

"What's the matter Sushi? Low battery?" Kyle teased. Toshi glared.

"Electricity can be grounded, Gaijin. Too bad you can't." Toshiro grumbled. Kyle razzed the teenage Japanese mutant.

"I were you, I would look behind you, Gaijin." Toshi smirked.

"What?" Siryn turned and saw a stream of icy cold water race toward her. "Oh Saints." Kyle created an electrical whip, and in the blink of an eye, Kyle cracked the whip, causing it to wrap around Siryn's waist, and he managed to pull the Irish mutant out of the way of the stream. "Faith! Thanks, Kyle."

"Fast as lightning!" Kyle grinned, forming his hand into a gun and blowing on his finger. "See that, Sushi? That's how you save the day!" Toshiro shot Kyle a gesture that Americans were familiar with: A bird. "Nice finger!"

"Are you brats quite finished?!" The Surf Master roared.

"Give them another half-hour." Theresa replied as she saw Kyle and Toshi engage in another of their infamous shouting matches. Boys. Can't live with them, can't live without them.

"Oy vey…" The Surf Master palmed his face in annoyance.

Malibu Base

Hardcase was polishing his jeep.

Man, how many jeeps did I go through since I first came here? Ten? Eleven? Twelve? I lost count at nine. The Green Beret thought to himself. My life has gone down the tubes ever since I came here. I get no respect from those I'm supposed to command…and then there's the kids. I hate those kids. Kyle Wildfire is a loudmouth, and it's only gotten worse since the Red Sox broke that stupid so-called 'Curse of the Bambino'. And there's the last time Kyle and Toshiro argued. They blew up my last jeep! And then there was the night it was Rahne's turn to cook. Her haggis made me sick! And then the time Tommy made those halfpipes out of ice. They cracked and nearly crushed me! Not to mention Ace Starr and his bad guy girlfriends. As well as that little ferocious lunatic X23, or Athena or whatever her freakin' name is. I hate being here, and I hate those stupid kids. He felt something tap his back. "What?" He turned around and saw a monster clown staring at him.

"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Hardcase screamed as he ran for his life, only to knock himself out by running into a lamp post. A few Green Shirts snickered as they wheeled the statue away.

"Man, that was great!" One grinned.

"Yeah!" Another agreed.

Well, well, well! Looks like the battle just may continue! What insanity will happen next? What'll spook Hardcase next? Can the West Coast Misfits defeat the Surf Master? Find out in the next chapter! Suggestions needed badly!