X-men: Evolution: "The Mightiest assemble!" An original fan fiction based on the Misfits Universe (Thanks for Red Witch for letting me use her universe, if you haven't checked her stuff…well, you wouldn't be reading this if you hadn't already!)
Legal Notice: I don't own X-men Evolution (if I did, it would be on the air right now), or GI-Joe, or "Avengers", and I don't own the Misfit's Universe series of fan fiction work either. Once again, thanks to Red Witch for allowing me to use her wonderful universe…this time to pay tribute to earth's (and comic's)mightiest heroes.
Author's Note: Thanks to the people who noticed the "Sharon" problem at the end of last chapter (Yes, I got confused and forgot Warbird's name is Carol), and to everyone who has submitted reviews. Now, most people have asked when the Misfits and X-men will appear, so I guess I have to be honest here…the Avengers are on their own here, as this is their "origin" history…however, the epilogue will indeed feature both X-men and Misfits, just not in a expected way…that said, I mostly want to thank everyone for their support…and apologize for my slowness in updating…that said, lets get on the story…I've ranted way too long here.
Chapter Three: "Training humanity's last hope is dirty work"
United States Army Center for Research and Containment of Threats to Homeland Security (or Area 51, for short)
"General, I really don't see the point of this surprise inspection, if you would please explain in more detail…"-The commanding officer said, as the elevator continued to move downwards. Inside it, the aforementioned general and his escort squad (made of a female assistant and several soldiers wearing high tech full body uniforms and visor, along with varied weaponry) were making a good job of making the commanding officer and his small squad of GI's nervous.
"It's simply an unfortunate…protocol measure…after all, not only has this facility been breached once, but several subjects have escaped during these years"-The general replied. While there was nothing strange in him, his voice did sound somewhat…regal.
"I am well aware of those situations, but since those isolated incidents, we've doubled both our security budget and resources! Even tripled them when that…"thing" was brought in for storage months ago"-The commanding officer replied.
"Well, I'm glad to hear that, officer…but the Pentagon wouldn't agree…in fact, several figures back in D.C think it's a mistake to house such…powerful weapon in the same place that couldn't handle a bunch of mutant teenagers, nor a terrorist such as Mystique"-The general replied, as the elevator stopped, and both groups continued to walk through a long metal corridor.
"We have upgraded both our personnel and security system since then…not only is every single member of the base hand picked from the elite military units in the Army, but our cloaking shield and thermal weaponry, which is all made by an US contractor, Stark Enterprises, I believe, is only used in this base alone…combine that to the fact that the containment room for the weapon we are talking about only opens using a combination of a retinal scan in my part, and three different safe keycards, each in possession of three different figures in the chain of command…that's why I insisted that the trip down here was a waste of both our times, Sir. That door won't open with my retinal scan alone!"-The commanding officer replied, as they all reached a huge, closed door. There was a retinal scanner attached to it, along with three keycard shaped holes, besides that, the door was completely featureless, its only uncommon traits being the sheer massiveness and thickness of itself.
"Well, then I guess it was a good idea to bring these with me then"-The general replied, as he took out three keycards from his pocket.
"What the…were did you get those!"-the commanding officer yelled, when a simultaneous sound made him turn around…and he saw his men on the ground, unconscious, a tranquilizer dart on their backs.
"Freeze!"-the commanding officer yelled as he turned around, drawing his gun…only to feel the coldness of the injection gun the general's assistant held in her hands.
"You first-The raven haired woman said as she pulled the trigger…
The effect took place immediately, as the officer as actually frozen…the barely audible sound of his breathing the only clue hat he was actually alive and not a life like statue.
"You really have surpassed yourself with this serum, my dear Destro."-The Baroness said as she removed the military uniform, revealed her skintight black suit, the Cobra emblem on its chest.
"Thank you, my dear Baroness…it's always a pleasure to hear you complementing my work… it makes it all more worthwhile"-Destro replied as he removed the mask and uniform, revealing his steel cold visage, and his black and red uniform. Behind him, the standing soldiers removed their uniform, only to reveal the armor of Destro's own personal guard, the Iron Grenadiers.
"You lovebirds done flirting? I want to finish this soon and get back to bas before Cobra Commander notices my absence"-One of the soldiers said as he removed his armor, revealing a helmet wearing man with dark huge goggles, who wore a blue jumpsuit with several pocket lines and utility belts.
"Scrap Iron, Cobra Commander is well aware of your involvement in this operation…you just had to be…concealed from others, just as a precaution…Cobra isn't taking any risks this year"-Destro replied, in a cunning tone.
"Well, that's some news…besides, I can see why you had to sneak me in this mission, I mean, that's some armored door we talking about! Those keycards and this clown's retinal ID better work, because I ain't sure that my skill can open THAT!"-Scrap Iron said with a clear admiration for the door. He doubted himself, which meant this door truly was unlike anything in the world.
"Let's hope you are right, then"-The Baroness coldly replied, as made a notion for the Iron Grenadiers to move the commanding officer towards the retinal scanner, an order they quickly complied to.
"So, any clue whatsoever about what's inside? Flying saucers? Aliens? The Ark of the Covenant?"-Scrap Iron asked, as the Iron Grenadiers began to insert the keycards in place, along with placing the officer's face in the retinal scanner.
"Please, Scrap Iron…what lies within this vault is far more valuable to Cobra. According to our data so far, this vault houses the one defense project the Unites States military deemed, "too dangerous", Project U.L.T.R.O.N. Nobody knows what it is, except that it was developed by some teenager genius whose name we couldn't discover…all we know is that it is a weapon Cobra must obtain"-Destro said, when the sound of the massive door beginning to open interrupted him, as did a brief, blinding light.
"What is the meaning of this?"-The Baroness uttered in shock.
"Well, now that's something I didn't expect"-Scrap Iron added.
The vault was seemingly empty, its cold white walls and floor giving it some sort of blinding effect…which was enhanced by the sheer size of the room. It was as big as a sports field.
"It's impossible! Our sources were completely accurate, something HAS to be here!"-Destro snapped, losing his temper.
"And here's another triumph for Cobra, ladies and gentlemen! The world's emptiest room, and its all ours!...Destro, you sure blew it this tim—AGHHH!"-Scrap Iron didn't finish his wisecracking as he seemingly tripped on something and fell face first on the floor.
"What the…Destro, come here, quickly!"-The Baroness yelled as she checked the ground were Scrap Iron had tripped. With extreme precaution, she lifted a small metal box, nearly the same size of a box of matches.
"This must be some sick joke…Oh, for the blood of my ancestors!"-Destro said in awe as he opened the box, and with delicate fingers, took out what seemed to be a small computer chip enclosed in a clear plastic holder.
"A computer chip? Such security for something so common?"-The Baroness asked.
"Baroness, my dear, this chip, as the enhanced vision and analyzing tools built inside my mask so far tells me…its beyond anything I've seen…its just…perfect"-Destro said in sheer awe, bliss across his every feature.
"You have got to be kidding me! It's just a stupid chip! Why would a chip be "too dangerous" in the first place-Scrap Iron fumed as he got up.
"That is what I intend to find out…the gas our troops above used to knock out the whole base will wear it in a few hours, anyway. I want this chip to be transported to a safe location at once!"-Destro said as he gave the chip to one of his men.
"A safe location? I guess the main Cobra base is out of the list then"-Scrap Iron smirked.
"He has a point there, Destro"-The Baroness acknowledged.
"Yes…take it to the M.A.R.S Corporation research facility in Slorenia, and give orders to everyone in the place to work on finding out what this chip is for at once!"-Destro ordered as they all began to leave.
"Slorenia? That pitiful small nation in the Baltic area?"-The Baroness asked.
"Yes, the research center there is one of my best…it also houses most of our nanotech research, my dear"-Destro replied.
"It will be in good hands then…I just hope it's worth the investment…Scrap Iron, what are you doing standing still?"-The Baroness snapped, as Scrap Iron stood in the middle of the room like a statue.
"What? Sorry, I just…could swore I heard some sort of laughing hiss back there"-Scrap Iron replied as he returned to the group.
"It's called paranoia, young man…it's a rather healthy thing to develop, when you are a member of Cobra"-Destro smirked as they all left.
Inside its silicon prison, something evil and cruel beyond humanity laid dormant, saving itself for awakening.
6
Meanwhile, in Ultima Base…
Captain America stood in the middle of a battlefield, in which android troopers, huge robots and massive tanks moving around the ruined city…however, these machines designed for combat were not attacking…in fact, they were retreating.
"Come on, those metallic wusses are chickening on us already? That lasted just as long as the "Hulk" simulation!"-Carol (who wore combat uniform, just like everyone else) said as she threw a tank turret over her shoulder…it went right thought the only undamaged building in the whole area, an hospital, to be exact.
"I've battled ice giants and sea serpents back in Midgard…verily these mechanic opponents cannot compare to them!"-Thor said. He was sitting on a huge pile of robot parts.
"I agree...my energy reserves are still at 70!"-Iron-Man added. He was sitting on top of another pile of robot parts; slightly less big than the one Thor was sat upon.
"Tigra got fifty this time! Tigra broke Clint's record!"-Tigra giggled excitedly; as she played with a pile of android heads she had apparently been collecting from each of her opponents.
"You just were lucky this time, Furball! If Janet hadn't taken my forty nine kill from me…"-Hawkeye moaned as he kicked an android's head around.
"Come on, Clint! The damn thing was behind your back and about to fry your butt! There is no way you could have killed it on time! Besides, my sting blast just stunned it for a while; Mr. Subtlety here finished the job!"-Wasp (in her human size) replied in an annoyed tone of voice, as she pointed at a huge metallic armored boot behind her and Clint.
"Please, Jan! I wasn't even close to step on you! You know I hate having to scrape stuff from my armor!"-Ant-man said from above, as he lifted his foot several feet above the rest of the team…a crushed android trooper was stuck on the sole of his boot.
"You missed by a couple of inches, Hank, you moron!"-Janet snapped back.
Captain America sighed, and looked up, to the sky, where an inverted dome shaped structure could be seen.
"Agent Sitwell, please terminate the sequence…I don't think I will able to handle another one today"-Captain America said…immediately, everything faded, revealing the huge metal plated room were the battlefield once was. Thor and Iron-man landed on the ground softly, after the piles they were sat on disappeared as well.
"You know, I just marvel every time that happens"-Wasp said.
"Really?"-Ant-man said in a hopeful tone.
"Yeah…for about a second, because I remember why you developed this "solid hologram" technology in the first place!"-Wasp snapped as she shrunk down and flew out of the room through a huge door that sprung open on the front side.
"Say, Hank, you still have the schematics for making a Lindsay/Hillary routine for this place?"-Iron-man asked, as he removed his helmet.
"I wish…Cap forced me to give the data to him"-Ant-man sighed as he shrunk down and removed his helmet as well.
"Captain, you are certainly too rigid on my companions. I remember when my father took me to the Valkyries training grounds when I was a small lad…ah, the memories"-Thor said with a dreamy look on his mind.
"Guys, I don't care how crazy he is, but he has to take us to this "Asgard" place for spring break"-Hawkeye added as he took his mask off.
"Cap! The boys are talking dirty stuff again!"-Tigra yelled as she waved at Captain America…who had already left the room.
"Oh, poopie!"-Tigra pouted.
"Don't worry, fuzzy…I'll teach these boys some manners"-Warbird said with an evil grin as she slapped her fist on an open palm, a sound that caused the boys to make a quick run for the door.
Above, on the dome shaped structure…
"Cap, your boys really broke the records this time!"-Fury said with his sarcasm on full drive.
"Please…anything but he numbers…just don't give me the numbers"-Captain America moaned as he dropped on a chair.
"Agent Sitwell, if you please do the honors…"-Fury said, a sadistic grin on his face.
"Okay, enemy casualties…87, Sir"-the blonde agent with a clean haircut and glasses, who sat on the room main controls said.
"Well, that's up from last session…"-Captain America said, hope clinging to his voice.
"So are the civilian casualties…uhm, its 68 this time! I win the poll this time, guys!"-Agent Sitwell said as he started collecting money from the other agents in the room.
"I knew I shouldn't have bet on 70!"-Fury groaned as he handed Sitwell a few dollar bills.
"Well, Sir, You really didn't took the friendly fire factor in account…I was about to lose, but Warbird elevated the casualty ratio about 2 with that tank turret she threw on the hospital…that also elevated the amount of damage to property to 83"-Agent Sitwell smirked.
"Please…make it stop…what could make this worse?"-Captain America moaned as he dropped on a chair.
"Me…Agent Drew reporting, Sir"-A black haired woman in uniform said as she entered the room and saluted Fury. She seemed extremely rigid and…attractive at the same time to everyone in the room but Captain America and Fury. He was quite beautiful, despite her rigid looks, which enhanced the effect she had on everyone.
"Captain America, meet Jessica Drew, the "Avengers" handling officer…since the team still has a lot to do until it goes public, she will be in charge of the team itself as an…advisor"-Fury said.
"I will begin right now, Sir. First, these teenagers are not a fighting unit, as the overall results of training sessions so far show, so we will begin single, one on one training sessions for each one. Captain, I suggest you start with Warbird, Hawkeye and Tigra first…"-Jessica said.
"Wait a minute…you want me to train alone with just one of these kids every day? The time schedule…"-Captain America tried to say, but Jessica interrupted him immediately.
"The schedule will be drastically altered…you will have this solo training sessions so you get to train and know each member of this so called unit better. I will be on charge of psychiatric evaluations for those members immediately after their training sessions. These kids are a work in progress, Captain…and we will make them into diamonds in time"-Jessica said with a severe tone.
"Pressure makes diamonds…makes sense to me"-Fury said.
"Speaking of pressure…my blood pressure just went up"-Captain America moaned as he continued to drop on his chair.
End of Chapter Three
Next: Its Training/Evaluation time, round one! Carol, Clint and Gre—I mean, Tigra, show both Cap and Agent Drew that if these kids in particular are the future, humanity may be already doomed!
Meanwhile, Cobra keeps trying to unlock the secret of the mysterious chip.
Now, trivia time: Guess from were the characters of Jessica Drew and Agent Sitwell originally come from…a hint: if you have been following comics lately, you may already know!
Don't forget to keep those comments and suggestions coming!