Inter-LOAFERS: Dance-Dance-Feva!

By Xenomorph666

Disclaimer: I own only Perfection and Wraith.

DigitalMan and K2 are © My close friend.

Everything else is copyrighted to their correct owner.

Universe: Misfit-Verse

Bad News Books

When Ash woke up the next morning he made his way down to the kitchen for his early morning cup of coffee. When he got down stairs tough, he was surprised to see the young Penny sitting at the counter coloring with several strange markers.

He casually walked over and looked at a few pictures. The first one he saw was of a very badly drawn DM handing a badly drawn Penny a box of colored markers; that explained why they weren't breaking in her hands at least. The second drawing was of a badly drawn turtle with a red-bandanna standing next to what Ash assumed was Logan and Rina. The third picture scared him, it was his room, he could tell by the gauntlets on the floor; however the frightening part was the person in the room. It was a poorly drawn middle aged woman holding the only book Ash owned; The Necronomicon.

"Penny…" Ash said quietly. "Was this lady in my room?" Penny looked up and nodded with a look of fear. "Did she take that book from my drawer?" Again Penny nodded with a look of fear. "Oh my God…" Ash felt like the wind had been knocked out of him and he stopped to catch a breath. Then he noticed Penny's tears. "Hey, hey, I'm not mad at you. You did a good thing." Penny looked up with a confused look. "The lady did the bad thing ok, you let me know that, you're a good girl for that ok?" He was holding Penny's head carefully and gently.

Penny nodded and gave a small smile.

"Ok, now be a real good girl and go to your room and hide, don't answer the door for anyone, got it." Ash told her. Penny nodded and ran up stairs. "All right whoever this psycho-bitch is obviously hasn't read from the book yet or there'd be lots of screaming." Ash knew that wouldn't last long. "XAVIER!" he shouted as he made his way to his boss' office.

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Meanwhile Perfection, DM and Wraith were outside the dimensional walls discussing the recent arrival, of which no one could explain.

"I don't get it, there's no Chaos Spark, no Jolts… nothing!" Perfection scratched his head.

"My guess is its just one of those freak occurrences even we can't explain." DM said.

"Explain what?" Astral asked as he joined them.

"Optimus Primal was brought into this world in a biological body." Wraith explained.

"Wow, that's weird he was fine when I sent him there…" Astral mused.

"What?" Perfection asked. "You sent him?"

"Yeah." Astral grinned, "I decided to send my guys early seeing as I have no major balance issues to fix first."

"Astral, you're an idiot." DM groaned.

"What?" Astral's smile faded. "Wanna say that again?"

"Astral, there's a REASON we don't bring transformers to other worlds, at least no through our natural means." Wraith sighed. "Explain it to him DM."

"See, Transformers have pocket dimensions that hold their normal body while they're transformed, and when they're transformed they hold the needless parts of their disguise, but when they come into contact with our dimensional rifts their bodies and sparks are sent spiraling out of control in separate directions…" DM then noticed Astral's concerned look. "How many?

"The entire Maximal team…" Astral winced. "After the whole ARK incident."

"Oh god…" DM groaned. "Well let's go explain this to the others…" DM said as Perfection opened a rift and the four Scions walked through right into the middle of a battle zone that used to be Bayville City Park where the X-Men were fighting skeletal corpses and Ash was fighting his own evil twin.

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"Someone got the book." Wraith grumbled as he searched for the source and much to his surprise it was Lachesis and on her shoulder a decaying human hand. "I don't freakin' believe it."

"Time for action!" DM said as he shifted to CDM and began flawlessly cutting the skeletons to pieces. Then possessed people began to rise from the ground, a few words later and the demons around him were forced from the bodies.

"Wow, they can help us now?" Ice Man shouted in confusion.

"Semi-Scion causing the problems." Wraith pointed out as several skeletal hand ripped the demonic souls from their possessed hosts. "You take skellies, we'll take the living people!" Wraith shouted.

"Sounds like a plan!" Ash shouted back as he tore through several Deadite Skeletons that had formed a wall in front of his evil twin. "I'll take Seňor McUgly"

"Oh so these guys want to play Holy v Unholy, huh?" Astral grinned.

"Hey Astral." Perfection smiled as he stood next to Astral. "Tag Team?"

"Sounds like a plan." Astral grinned as the two produced the single weirdest weapons on the scene; squirt guns.

"What are they doing?" Cyclops asked as he blasted several skeletons into oblivion.

"Ever seen Ghostbusters II?" Astral asked as he sprayed several people with a stream of bright pink ooze. "Same concept."

"Yup." Perfection said as he morphed into a soldier and sprayed several more people.

"You know this isn't doing much…" Jean said as she pushed back several more skeletons.

"Indeed." Wraith's eyes glowed brightly as another hand plowed through the ground below Lachesis and snatched the book from her hands and drug it underground.

"NO!" Lachesis shrieked in terror, "MY PRECIOUS POWER!" The skeletons fell dead and the people passed out as the demons were repulsed from their bodies.

"Power?" Jean asked in angry tone. "That's what this was about?"

"I need it to stay safe!" Lachesis groaned. "Or Atropos will hurt me for not saving her!"

"Wow, she really is evil." Rogue sighed.

"Lachesis…" Wraith's eyes were still glowing, and in fact Perfection's were as well. "You cannot lie to us…"

"You wanted the power for yourself!" Perfection growled, anger was obviously welling in the usually docile Scion.

"Wait!" Clotho popped in before any other actions could be taken. "Don't hurt her, please."

"Clotho…" Perfection frowned, "She's not like you; she is a bad person."

"I'm not saying you shouldn't punish her, but don't hurt her, please, she's still my sister." Clotho's eyes pleaded with her superiors.

"Don't hurt her." X23 said solemnly, "I shouldn't have to say why."

Perfection's eyes then lightened. A frown was on his face, but his eyes were no longer glowing with anger. "All right, I won't hurt her."

"No promises." Astral grumbled.

DM, who had changed back to his normal form, responded to the request by walking up to Lachesis and delivering several fast and powerful kicks to her face.

"DM!" Jean shouted in shock.

"Well…" Clotho wined a little. "I can't say she didn't deserve that…"

"What?" X23 asked angrily, "Why?"

"Just trust me on this." Clotho sighed as she looked to Wraith.

"She wishes power, but she must also be punished." Wraith mused for a few seconds. "Atropos will hunt her down when she is free, thus she also needs to protect herself."

"Wraith?" DM asked quizzically.

"Let Madness be her power, its eternal corruption her punishment and its effects her protection." Wraith said. "Do we all agree?"

"Aye." Astral nodded.

"I'm fine by it." Perfection shrugged.

"Fine by me." DM said.

"Is there any other way?" Clotho asked as she sat by her sobbing sister.

"No." Mosious said as he appeared. "Your sister has hurt too many to go unpunished, but at the same time she must be protected from Atropos.

"Uh, what's happening?" Scott asked.

"Let Madness take her form then and her power beyond her conscious control." Wraith sneered as veins of dark power ran from himself, Mosious and the recently arrived Karma.

"She's a Lesser-Scion." Astral explained, "But her power is her punishment and she has no control over any of it."

"Why?" Scott asked.

"Because despite whom she is, she is still a part of us in some sense." Astral sighed, "To us, killing her would be like killing a family member, no matter how much you dislike them; they're still apart of you."

"I think I get it." Scott said.

"I don't." Rina huffed.

"It's the only thing they could do with out making her a victim of her sister's grasp or their own wrath." Scott explained. "This way she can't hurt anyone, and in a sense has to be watched over as well."

"We should leave them be." Astral said as the people and city corrected itself.

As the X-Men and Scions left, Rina looked back to see Clotho supporting her still sobbing sister on a renewed bench. A distant look of sadness and regret clouded the now maddened eyes of Lachesis and Rina could not help but feel a pang of sorrow and pity for the Lesser Scion and in the back of her mind she recognized the Scions actions. They were protecting one of their own from their own and then all the anger she held towards them blurred. She had just witnessed the Scions do something she could never accept, but at the same time she understood why they did it and the confusing emotions only made her more angry.