Disclaimer: Life is the essence of Time, and of itself proving that the meaning of Life is directly related to whether or not one is alive, exists and their Zodiac sign. If an OC is named 'Desiree' it's a Mary-Sue. No original character should have a name like that, unless it's nationality. Upahven, for example, is Indian and should not be the name of a French character. Yes, I know for a fact that these are real names.

Shout outs:

Lonegrowlithe; If you don't think it's a Gary-Stu yet, you probably will soon. Power generalities will do that.

Red Witch; They most certainly are… (And will get wilder)

Rougefan; Thanks for the advice, but a had a month of non-consecutive typing for that one, and I forgot what I was doing every once in while.

AnimationLasi and L17; You two haven't reviewed in a while but I still hope you're reading. If I did ANYTHING to offend you, I'm completely sorry.

The Dreadknoks had gathered on the beach weapons drawn. They were plotting their next move. Satellite photos had provided them with the exact location of Alex Summer's favorite solo surfing spot. He would be surfing up to the location in exactly twenty minutes. According to plan, he wouldn't know what was happening until he was strapped to a table wit DNA being pumped into him. Tat is what would have happened if the misfits hadn't stepped in just then.

"ATTACK!" Althea's voice rang out and almost before the Dreadknoks only knew what was happening, the misfits were attacking. She, Todd, Pierre, Raven, Pietro, Roadblock and Shipwreck, were kicking their butts sooner than they had time to react. Watching Zaranna nearly lose her top screaming at mindbender will do that to a person.

Althea immediately started in against Zanya. The two ninja mutants immediately started fighting. Al quickly came in with a hooking block and flipped Zanya over her. Not withstanding the fight she and Al had when then were five this was usually how they started their fights. So, because of that, Zanya easily landed in a handstand and kicked Althea over. Althea also managed to land in a handstand, and began to exchange kicks with her rival.

Pietro was running in circles around Zandar, causing a tornado of sand to erupt around him. Zandar closed his eyes and bided his time. About ten seconds later he stuck out his foot and tripped. Pietro knew what hit him (the island) and had a theory as to why this was (God was punishing him for being too perfect) but wouldn't be able to figure out what had caused the island to trip him until 12:32 PM that night when he asked Pierre about it in a lull in there sexcapade. Pierre saw this and, having nothing to do after using his cloak to bash Monkeywrench into the ground repeatedly, saw this and thus screamed:

"DON'T TOUCH MY BOYFRIEND!" Zandar never ever did find out exactly who did this to him. All he knew was that sand suddenly was screaming about him, and behind the sand was something black and sparkling. He was lifted up into an awkward position, which became even more awkward as the sand instantly became glass and he was trapped with no way to escape. With Zandar indisposed and most definitely not coming back, Pierre ran to Pietro. He immediately started to do whatever he could to revive his unconscious lover.

Roadblock was fighting Zartan. Although Zartan had ninja stealth training, Roadblock made up for it in pure unadulterated muscle. Zartan let loose a fury of jump kicks. Roadblock reacted as fast as he could by grabbing Zartan's foot and bashing him into the ground. He would have been knocked cold, but he managed to land on his feet and with out a moment's hesitation, flip onto Roadblock. Roadblock immediately began to throttle Zartan, neither one giving an inch.

Shipwreck and Toad had taken control of their fights early. Shipwreck was using a pair of pistols to make Road Pig dance. He was laughing manically in such a way that he had not done since his last beer blast. Toad had managed to knock Ripper's weapon out of his hand and was using his acid to make him dance in a similar manor to Shipwreck.

Raven was probably enjoying her fight the least, despite the fact that she had managed to shut Buzzer up early. Buzzer had flipped out his chainsaws, and made a sarcastic comment about her not being in his league. She had responded by turning on her energy maces, and extended chain release length to twenty feet. She proceeded to take out several palm trees. Once Buzzer picked his jaw off the ground, he rushed her. Huge mistake. She was swinging her extended clubs against a pair of inferior weapons to a superior fighter. Things evened out like that. Besides it was her first battle and no one would blame her. Pierre had her back and if she couldn't handle something, he'd cut in. Then she had an idea. Not her brightest one ever but it WOULD get her at a stand still long enough to cry for help. So she extended the chains and pulled the mace back, whipped it forward and wrapped the chains around the saw crushing the teeth. Then, as Buzzers terrified and disbelieving look entered her vision, she had a more vindictive and fun idea. Grinning like a grinch/shark hybrid at the thought of ruining Christmas/eating a swimmer lightly drenched in barbeque sauce, she activated the electronic shock feature of he maces.

Todd was sitting, rather satisfied with his work, on Ripper. He was temporarily unable to move as Todd's slime was restricting his appendages. The rest of the Misfits and various G.I.Joe handlers were easily winning their fights now, except for Raven, who seemed caught up in the vindictive power of the moment. Toad shook his head and sighed. There were two things that would make a girl act like that: a weapon and a boyfriend. Knowing that wouldn't live to see tomorrow if he ever said that aloud, he kept silent. A thought suddenly occurred to him.

"Hey, where's Monkeywrench?"

As if on cue, every single Dreadknok capable of moving pulled out two to seven flash grenades. They had been synchronized, and exploded. Todd found himself shoved unceremoniously off Ripper. Pierre felt someone shove past him violently. Then, almost as a second thought, a kick was viciously launched into his ribs. He groaned sharply as he fell across Pietro. As the kicks continued to rain down, he vaguely heard glass shattering in the background. They stopped short as some whisperings he couldn't make out above the pain were going on. Before whoever was hurting him went away they whispered in his ear:

"Fag." When he was sure they were gone, he rolled over on his boyfriend and just cried. Most of the others felt something similar. Kicked, punched, pepper sprayed into their still open, if blinded, eyes. Althea had been knocked completely off balance and after she had fallen, Zanya leaned down, whispered something the author can't type here because of profanity law and quite smoothly split open her wrists. Raven was ignored. She was standing stock still looking totally blank. She had dropped her weapons and her hands were hanging limp at her sides. Her mouth was slightly open and her dark, deep eyes were wide. It was if she was staring into the face of the Answer. There was something almost tragic in her eyes, in the slight shiver that ever so slightly wracked her form. It was almost a reflection of man's mere mortality and the tearful grey of knowing one's fate. This was most certainly her 'vision face.' (Author's note)

Where Monkeywrench had been was swimming in the ocean with heavy shark repellant, squid repellant and giant clam repellant, which he had swiped from the Batmobile when Robin had needed it most. (See other notes) He had swum close to where Alex was supposed to be at that time. While treading water, he prepared the hypodermic needle.

Alex, having finished his surfing, was drifting in comfortably in to shore, staring at the stars as he lay on his back, balanced on his surfboard. Suddenly, he felt a sharp prick on his neck. He fell backwards onto his surfboard. Alex saw the weird guy swimming toward him. His initial instinct was to use his powers. He tried, but he found himself unable to move. The odd guy jabbed something sharp into his arm. He felt blood flow out of his arm into the syringe painfully. When the guy seemed sure the needle was full, he removed it and swam away. Alex heard a helicopter near by, in descent. Over the noise it sounded like several people were having an argument. He couldn't hear specifics. The helicopter flew away. He was still paralyzed. Slowly, agonizingly slowly, his surfboard floated into the shore. In the shallows, the anesthetic had finally worn off. By that time, so had the grenade's affects on the Misfit's. Raven's vision had ended before the affected Misfits had become unblinded. (See other, OTHER notes) She considered telling the other Misfits. The vision was vague. Besides, it was a terrible thing to know one's fate.

Alex found himself being questioned extensively. When they were through the misfits had come to some definite conclusions. COBRA was going to move very, VERY soon. This was reinforced as they got the news from the other Misfit team. They were sorely upset. So would you if you were on an elite team that let a civilian be kidnapped.

She had been Japanese, with American, very preppy clothes, and outrages red-highlighted pink hair. Her name was Mimi. This is how it happened…

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Okay so you won't see that this chapter. I leave on a hiatus tommarow so, I want to update. Thank you GothikStrawberry. Jane will prove to be most important (probably, it's still in the works, most of what happens after this fic) after her cameo in a villain update chapter.

Author's note: My little brother typed this. I wanted something with a tragic feel and he's great for that.

Other notes: I'm a fan of the old Batman's and that was a very surreal episode.

Other OTHER notes: I coined that, I think. Anyway, I'm vey sure it's mine, so, ©!

Until Later; Dante