Basketball Blunders
To Metal Dragoon: Hey there, Metal Dragoon! Nice to hear from you again! I'm very glad you liked the last chapter! Actually, I have no plans to have any of the Southside Misfits appear in this chapter. Sorry. Anyway, glad to have you back, man. I missed ya. Enjoy the new chapter, and I can hardly wait for new chapters of "Take The Long Way Home" and "Swamp Fox"!
To Haretrigger: Hey there, Hare! Nice to hear from you again! I'm very glad you liked the last chapter! Oh yeah, it's Metallix. Luckily, the West Coast Misfits don't have to deal with the full fury of Metallix. Actually, Whiplash is in the hospital in Chicago right now, recovering from a beating by Trouble. It's Mercury, Rhinox, and Ringer. Ringer can create rings of energy that can slice, blow up, or restrain. Enjoy the new chapter!
To Aaron: Hey there, Aaron! Nice to hear from you again! I'm very glad you liked the last chapter! It's going to be Ringer, Rhinox, and Mercury against Thunderbolt, Velocity, and Dazzler. It's going to be awesome! I wanted to have Diablo pay tribute to Mr. T because I'm nuts. Maybe I will have the Southside Misfits pay a visit sometime. Enjoy the new chapter!
To RogueFanKC: Hey there, RogueFan! Nice to hear from you again! I'm very glad you liked the last chapter! Yeah, the West Coast Misfits would probably be aware of Metallix, considering the Joes have one of their own watching over the unofficial team. Anyway, enjoy the new chapter, and I can hardly wait for new chapters of "For Truth, Justice, and The Last Cup of BA's Coffee"!
To Firefly25: Hey there, Firefly! Nice to hear from you again! I'm very glad you liked the last chapter! Well, I thought it'd be a nice change instead of Cobra. And keep it down about the Whip, man! Although they probably figured it out anyway. My fans are insane, not stupid. Who knows, man. Not even me, and I'm the one writing this thing! Enjoy the new chapter, and I can hardly wait for new chapters of "Reindeer Flotilla"!
To todd fan: Hey there, todd fan! Nice to hear from you again! I'm very glad you liked the last chapter! Thanks for the compliment. I read the new chapters of "Mutants Make Good Cowboys", and I loved them! Great stuff!
To Red Witch: Hey there, Red Witch! Nice to hear from you again! I'm very glad you liked the last chapter! Oh yeah, this is going to bite the Whip in the butt! Enjoy the new chapter, and I can hardly wait for new chapters of "Evolution XMJ"!
Disclaimer: "We're pretty good at connecting the dots." - Vincent D'Onofrio as Det. Goren, Law and Order: Criminal Intent
Chapter 5: Meeting!
A local donut shop
In front of a local donut shop, Buzzer, Ripper, and Torch, the three original members of the biker gang known as the Dreadnoks, were enjoying lunch. They were scarfing down jelly doughnuts and grape soda like it was no tomorrow while sitting at an outdoor table. The shop was strangely empty, and it was wrecked.
"Aw, yeah!" Torch grinned. "Now this is a lunch!"
"Yup." Ripper nodded, then let out a belch. Buzzer spat out his mouthful of grape soda, accidentally all over Ripper, and started a bizarre combination of laughter and choking. "ARGH! HEY! YOU BLOODY PLONKER!" He swatted Buzzer upside the head.
"OW!" Ripper exclaimed, holding his head. "You'll mess up me Mohawk, mate!"
"Why you bloody featherhead!" Torch snapped, slapping Buzzer in the face.
"Hey!" Buzzer exclaimed.
"Whoop-whoop-whoop-whoop-whoop! Nyuk nyuk nyuk!" Ripper laughed.
"Shut up!" Torch snapped, bonking Ripper on the head. The three Dreadnoks noticed several shadows falling on them, and they grew bigger. They looked up. "Oh…"
"My…" Ripper continued.
"God!" Buzzer finished. The three Dreadnoks screamed as several baboons fell out of the sky and started mauling them. A scared employee peeked up from behind the counter.
"This is weird." The employee mumbled. "And now for something completely different."
Nick's Arcade
"I wonder what kind of thugs that Whip guy would send to try and shut down." Alison Blaire wondered. The young blonde Farrah-haired lightengale codenamed Dazzler puzzled as she took a sip of her soda. She was sitting at a table at Nick's Arcade, the West Coast Misfits' favorite hangout. With her were her teammates Terrell "Velocity" Mason and Kyle "Thunderbolt" Wildfire. Both of the boys were enjoying pizza.
"If they turn out to be mutants, then we're in trouble." Terrell mumbled as he bit into a slice of pizza.
"Not to mention the Whip himself, jabroni." Kyle added. "The Thunderbolt gets the feeling that they don't give the Whip his name just for his quick wit." He then bit into a slice of pizza.
"No kidding." Ali agreed.
"Hey, pass the breadsticks." Kyle mumbled.
"Do you think the Whip will send superpowered thugs after us?" Terrell scrunched his face at Alison. "I mean, wouldn't that be a little…much? That's like sending a tank to deal with a mouse." Ali shrugged.
"He's rich. He can pull off whatever he wants." Ali shrugged. "If Donald Trump hired some superpowered thugs, no one would complain."
"We'd know if Trump hired people." Kyle laughed. "They'd all be wearing gold, heh heh." Ali and Terrell blinked. The Bostonian electrokinetic rolled his eyes. "Don't you jabronies know anything? Donald Trump's a real-life Goldfinger. Real big fan of the stuff." Meanwhile, the three members of the West Coast Misfits were being watched from the other side of the bar. One of them was a muscular gray-skinned kid who looked like a half-man, half-rhinoceros. His black hair was in dreadlocks that reached down to his chin. He was dressed in a blue sleeveless leather jacket with a white sleeveless t-shirt underneath, blue leather pants, a blue bandanna, and black wristbands.
"Hey, man." He lightly whapped his friend's arm, getting his attention. The rhino-kid's voice contained a Jamaican lit. "Check it out. Recognize them?" The rhino-boy's friend looked at the three West Coast Misfits. His hair was short and blond, and he was dressed in a green t-shirt with dark green cargo slacks, a thin gold chain, and studded wristbands.
"I'll say." The blond boy snickered to the rhino-boy. "Those're the West Coast Misfits. Three of them, anyway." The rhino-boy chuckled. "Which one of them is the Thunderbolt, Rhinox?"
"The short one with the big mouth, Ringer. He's like a kid version of you." Rhinox teased.
"Hey!" Ringer snapped. "Anyway, the blonde's a hottie" The blond Metallix keyboardist whistled impressively, looking the singer up and down. "Man, I'd like to do a duet with her, man." Rhinox chuckled.
"I may not agree with you much, Ringer…but you're right. She's a beaut." Rhinox chuckled. "I also heard she was taken."
"Yeah. By me when she looks at me." Ringer quipped. Rhinox looked at the three young mutants.
"Man, Mercury was dead on." Rhinox noted. "We have to worry about those West Coast Misfits. But I thought they were a big team. Where is the rest of them?"
"Probably doing their own thing." Ringer shrugged. "They're a big group, and this is a big city, after all."
"We've gotta tell Mercury." Rhinox told Ringer.
"Oh yeah." Ringer smirked. "He'll love to hear that." A ringing was heard from the blond mutant's pocket. Ringer pulled out a cell phone from his pocket. He flipped it open. "Yo."
"It's Mercury." The voice on the other end reported. "Have you found them?"
"Yup." Ringer smirked. "We found 'em. You should check out the blonde. She's a hyper-hottie."
"I wouldn't mind knocking the taste out of the big mouth of the Thunderbolt myself." Rhinox smirked. "I'd love to be the one who finally shuts him up."
Bayville
"Grrr…" Senator Kelly mumbled as he walked out of his house, carrying a hose. His house was covered in toilet paper. "Stupid mutants, no respect for property…" He noticed a shadow covering him, and it was growing bigger. The senator looked up and his jaw dropped. "Oh…my…God!" An angry bear landed on him and started mauling him. "AHHHH! HELP ME! SAVE ME!"
Well, well, well! Looks like Metallix have found their targets? What insanity will happen next? Can our heroes save the day? Can Kelly get rid of the bear? Find out in the next chapter! Suggestions needed badly!