Inter-LOAFERS: Dance-Dance-Feva!
By Xenomorph666
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Universe: Misfit-Verse
The Worries
"What are we going to do with him?" Althea asked as the Misfits, X-Men, Planeteers (minus Ma-ti), Turtles and Scions all gathered in the interLOAFER Inn, the only building large enough to house them all.
"I say we lock him up." Pietro scoffed.
"Uh, speedy he saved Ma-ti's life I think that counts for something." Wheeler said.
"It does." Pietro said, "We give don't throw away the key, let him out when he's about ninety."
"I think he deserves a chance at least." Wheelershouted. "I mean he turned against people that had to have been like family to him, that couldn't have been easy."
"He's still one of Magneto's lackeys at heart though." Lance grimaced.
"Hey, I may not know this kid, but if he's willing to give his life for someone he didn't even know, I say that earns him a second chance." Raphael sided with Wheeler.
"Says the hot headed talking radioactive reptile." Pietro snapped, "You don't know who you're talking about Raph, Pyro Is a lunatic and a dangerous one at that."
"Well at least I'm willing to give him a second chance!" Raphael pointed an accusatory finger at Pietro.
"Yeah well you would know the value of a second chance." Pietro scoffed, right before he was slammed to the ground by a trip from Todd.
"We all know the value of a second chance, yo." He stood up. "Now I may not like Pyro much, but if we got a second chance, then I say he should get a second chance."
"Speak it loud, speak it proud Toad." Arcade said as he swayed to imaginary gospel music.
"Todd's right." Althea said, "He deserves a second chance."
Waves of agreement and dissent soon followed from various members of the teams, while others remained silent and thoughtful on the matter. Mostly the adults remained silent as they had already made the decision and were hoping the teams would come to a similar one. The Scions however, were not even taking part in the debate; instead they were discussing their own problems.
"Are you certain?" Mosious asked Wraith in concern.
"Very, he even smelled like the pit." Wraith said darkly.
"I can't believe him." Maven groaned. "I sealed them off for a reason!"
"He thinks he can control them through the Nobodies they make, doesn't he?" DM asked as he thought a few things over.
"I wouldn't doubt it." Wraith said as he caught a look of worry cross Perfection's face. "What are you thinking P?"
"You said that you told the Jugglers that we wouldn't be taking part in this directly." Perfection frowned. "When we kind of have to…"
"P, if I didn't warn them and assure them that we would not be interfering there would be many more deaths than should ever be." Wraith said. "And there still are too many. The heroes we have selected are not enough. We need a source of extreme power from this world."
"Like what, the Phoenix?" Astral scoffed, but froze when Wraith nodded. "You can't be serious."
"It may be the only way." Wraith said, "And it will happen sooner or later, better to aid than to destroy as far as I'm concerned."
"Great." Astral stomped his cigarette out. "Just freakin' great."
"Do you think I want to curse her with that power?" Wraith glared at Astral. "Believe me I wish I could remove that thing from this world, but I can't. We can't, not with out destroying the very fabric of it, not with out becoming like Therten and not with out condemning the innocent's that live here."
"I know." Astral sighed. "I know."
"Astral." Mosious began, "This is a frustrating even, I know, but we must hold strong in our hearts if we are to help this world fight back. I have already made way for the bearers of the Keyblades to arrive when the Heartless do. Perfection will bring the Emeralds and the Hedgehogs. DM will summon Cloud and his friends. Wraith will bring the past heroes that have died in the fight against the Heartless and Nobodies. Maven will bring what he can from his world. Karma has agreed to bring the Jedi back. Ragnis has sworn the many armies of his home world. Clotho has even promised to find a hero or two. Raptor has sworn a powerful force to their aide. What will you do?"
Astral remained silent as the other Scions let their gaze settle on him. They knew Astral preferred to take his fights head on, they also knew that he often ran from intellectual fights and that this scenario had a great chance of frightening him off.
"Please." Perfection looked up to his Scionic opposite. "They need all the help they can get."
It was one of the few times that Astral had actually seen Perfection's real eyes. Mostly he saw the green sheen that he used to cover the real color or look, and it was times like these that Astral remembered no matter how much any of the other Scions had suffered, no matter how much they had given to their own causes and worlds, none of them had ever or would ever have the courage to do what he had done.
"I'll think of something; just give me some time." Astral said.
"Now the question begs." Raptor said. "When do we tell the children?"
"We don't." Perfection said. "Not until we're sure they're coming."
"Are you sure it's wise to do that Perfection?" Mosious asked.
"No, but they have enough to fear as it is." Perfection sighed; he didn't like the idea of lying to Wanda. "We tell them far enough in advance so the can prepare, but not to early to panic them."
"And how are we gonna know when that is?" Clotho asked. "None of us can go in Maven's Pit."
"I can." Wraith said. "I have nothing the pit can use against me. I've faced and conquered my darkness."
"But you revel in parts of it as well." Maven grumbled. "You'll be eaten alive."
"Atropos could do it." Ragnis suggested. "We all know that."
"I won't release her." Wraith said before the others could even look his way. "We need another way."
"Well, it's just a thought, but what about that annoying brother of yours?" Ragnis chuckled, right before a dagger found itself in his knee cap.
"Never joke that way about my brother. EVER." Wraith growled.
"Well we're going to have to come up with something soon, or we'll have to tell them." Ragnis growled back as he pulled the dagger from his knee.
"We can't know with out sacrificing some one, we can't sacrifice someone with out becoming monsters." Perfection sighed. "I'll tell Wanda tomorrow."
"I'll tell Hawk and Xavier to get the teams together." Wraith sighed. "DM, think you can get the Planeteers and Turtles?"
"Sure." DM nodded. "You know one good thing about these Chaos Sparks…" The other Scions looked at DM in confusion. "… Ma-ti." The Scions all nodded in agreement, Ma-ti was a powerful force when it came to the heart, even with out his ring.
"Yo, guys!" Todd shouted as the teams left the hall and passed the Scions. "We made a decision."
"Really, what's going to happen to the match head?" DM asked.
"Well, the Planeteers are going to keep him at Hope Island until he feels ready to come and join the Misfits." Todd hopped into the room and immediately noticed the looks on everyone's faces. "Something bad is happening isn't it?"
The Scions remained silent and averted their eyes, all but Astral who slammed his fist into a table and broke it. "Least you guys could do is answer him." Astral rushed out of the room in anger, then stopped at the archway and looked at Todd. "Yeah kid, something bad is coming…" Then he left.
"Worry about Pyro." Perfection said as a distant look clouded his face. "We'll worry about this for a while. Speaking of whom, I thought Gaia wasn't exactly hip to the idea of letting him come to the island."
Todd was about to push the question of why the Scions were worried, but thought better of it when he saw a look of fear in Clotho's eyes. "Captain Planet managed to persuade her to let him stay." Todd backed out of the room. "Later."
"He's not going to keep this a secret." Ragnis said.
"I know." Perfection said.
"He's going to blab it all over." Ragnis growled.
"Shut up Ragnis." Perfection gritted his teeth.
"He'll cause more panic than is needed, you know---" Ragnis was cut off in mid sentence by a right hook from Perfection.
"Now is seriously not the time to be an asshole!" Perfection shouted as he left.
"He wouldn't have done it anyway." Ragnis righted himself.
"And you won' do it either." Wraith glared at his opposite. "No one messes with Toad, no one messes with Althea and no one under any circumstances messes with Jean. End of discussion."
"Right." Ragnis sat down on a couch.
"Who do you think Astral will get?" DM asked.
"He'll run away." Ragnis snorted, "Like every other time."
"Ragnis." Wraith growled, "I'd advise you to either shut your trap or leave, right now."
"Fine." Ragnis snorted again as he vanished in a flash of light.
"Whoever Astral retrieves to help, I have no doubt that their use will be immeasurable." Mosious said confidently. "He may not be a fast or prudent thinker, but we all know his heart has guided him through more problems than his fists. He'll come up with something."
"I wish I had your confidence." Maven sighed as he retreated into a pillar of light.
"I'm gonna go check on Warren." Clotho said, "He might be worried that I've been gone for so long." Clotho vanished into thin air.
"She's panicking." DM observed.
"I'll talk with her." Karma finally spoke up.
"No." Wraith said. "I'll talk to her. You look after Rina."
"Huh?" DM asked. "She was spying on us, wasn't she?"
"Yes." Wraith looked up. "And right now she's retreating into a safe place in her mind."
"Oh no…" Karma looked up as well. "What have we done to this world?"
The remaining Scions in the room all looked down in shame except for Wraith. He alone felt no shame and he alone would speak.
"We have done nothing and yet everything..." He said. "Our friend, in a moment of confused anger and rage has released a powerful force onto it; our enemy has attempted to destroy and we have saved it from him. This coming force, will try not our powers or our morals, but instead it will try something we have often forgotten and taken for granted as all beings have."
"Our emotions." DM said.
"Our hearts." Wraith corrected him.
