Misfitverse: The Korvac Saga

Author's Note: For all you continuity fans, because of the nature of time-travel, this story's events occur concurrently with NebulaBelt's "Civil War: CHECKMATE".

Disclaimer: "COME ON DOWN!" - Rod Roddy, The Price is Right

Chapter 10: Quiz Show Kookiness!

Avengers Mansion

"Alriiiiiiight!" Harry Storm, the Tachyon Torch, grinned as he sat down on the couch of the Avengers Mansion's Common Room. He was carrying a bowl of popcorn, and he had a liter bottle of soda. "Holovision, activate! Channel 15!" He ordered. "Hey girls! Lonna's show is coming on!" Kid Razor and Sonic Blue, carrying various treats, raced in. The three were the youngest of the Avengers, so they tended to hang out a lot.

"Alright!" Razor grinned.

"Team Trouble is definitely going to prosper with Lonna as the new hostess." Monica Burton nodded to herself as she sipped from her own bottle of soda. Razor shrugged.

"The Kid of Rock kinda missed the old host." The blonde mystically-empowered Asian admitted. "Sure, he seemed to have a thing for neutering animals and he was a bit too touchy-feely with his assistants, but he was funny." (1)

"Razor, he had a breakdown on national television." Monica groaned.

"So?" Razor shrugged. "It was the best episode ever! The old nut started shaking the camera and screaming he was going to swallow our souls. And then he ran around the audience, making clucking noises! It was great!" She burst out laughing.

"What're you guys watching?" A voice asked. The three future Avengers turned around and saw Danielle, Haroun, and Jennifer standing there. It was decided that the Lost Mutants stay in Avengers Mansion until their eventual return back to the 21st Century.

"Would you like to join us?" Monica smiled. "Team Trouble is on."

"Team Trouble?" Danielle blinked.

"It's the game show that Insect Queen hosts, time-jumpers." Razor answered. Danielle frowned at the latest holder of the magical guitar.

What is it about her? The Cheyenne mutant frowned. Every time I see this Kid Razor, I can't help but be reminded of someone. But who?

"It's a good show. Join us." Monica insisted. The three Lost Mutants looked at each other and shrugged.

"I admit, I am curious." Haroun confessed as he took a seat. The television amazed him. The image appeared to be almost three-dimensional.

"Holovision." Harry snickered. "How in the hell did you survive with a flat television image?"

"They're cavemen." Razor snorted. "That's how. They were too primitive to enjoy 3-D TV."

"Will you stop?!" Monica snapped.

"Hey, give us a break! We're new here!" Jennifer grumbled. The blonde Jersey native then noticed the flames on Harry's shirt. "Aw, man..." She flinched slightly.

"What's with her?" The redheaded descendant of Johnny Storm blinked.

"It's your shirt." Danielle explained.

"My shirt?" A confused Harry looked down at it. "Oh, God. I already get nagged by Jhen about how 'tacky' it is."

"No, it is the flames on your shirt." Haroun explained. "Jennifer is pyrophobic."

"She's afraid of fire." Harry groaned. "How'd that happen?"

"I got hit full blast by a flamethrower."Jennifer explained. "Since I got resurrected, I became pyrophobic."

"Fearing flames, huh?" Harry smirked. "That's dumb. What's so scary about fire?" He snapped his fingers, a tiny flame erupting from his hand for effect. Jennifer squeaked and hid behind Haroun.

"Don't do that!" The blonde yelped.

"Will you stop that, Torch?" Monica groaned. The lights flickered slightly, and an explosion was heard. "What?"

"Huh?" Dani blinked.

"Aw, no..." Harry groaned.

"RAY! ROBERTO! YOU IDIOTS!" Sam was heard roaring.

"WE DIDN'T MEAN TO DO IT!" Ray screamed.

"IT WAS AN ACCIDENT!" Roberto added.

A dressing room

"Five minutes, Miss Leing!" A stagehand, wearing a futuristic headset that included a small blue window that went over one eye, announced as he peeked into a dressing room. The dressing room belonged to Lonna Leing, aka the Avenger Insect Queen. However, in her civilian idea, Lonna was still a celebrity. She was the hostess of Team Trouble, one of the galaxy's top game shows. The beautiful alien was clothed in a yellow sequined dress, and matching boots.

Her dressing room had dark walls, one was decorated with a framed Team Trouble poster, and the others had pictures of various celebrities. The carpet was green, and the furniture was a bookcase and a TV on one wall, a white coffee table with a transparent top in the center, with a frosted jug of water and a couple glasses on it. There was also a soft brown couch and an armchair. One wall was taken up by a counter with a large mirror with lights around it. Lonna was sitting at that mirror, applying some lipstick. On the counter was a silver-grey laptop computer. The keyboard, instead of the keys of the 21st Century, had a flat panel with a backlighted touch screen.

"Okay, thank you!" The redhaired Xanthuian smiled warmly as the stagehand. She closed up her lipstick, and pressed a button on the counter. A panel opened, revealing a make-up case. She found her thoughts drifting towards the Lost Mutants. Those poor children. In a new place and time. It must scare them a great deal. I can't imagine what they're going through.

Meanwhile, in the game show studio's stands (Team Trouble was filmed before a live audience), fans of the show were filing into their comfortable seats. Among them was a dark-haired young man, dressed in a dark-green jumpsuit with a black leather jacket over it. He was in his teens. He was Rond Vidar, a teenage genius inventor, his specialty being temporal theory. An associate and friend of the Legion of Super-Heroes, Vidar himself also held a special superhero responsibility. Sadly, his father was Universo, a hypnotist who was a regular foe of the Legion.

"Excuse me, you stepped on my foot." A voice chided the young genius. Rond looked over at a blond man sitting in a seat. Strangely enough, he was wearing a tuxedo, an ancient fashion.

How bizarre. Who wears tuxedos anymore? How long ago did they go out of fashion? Rond thought to himself. Ah, well. People still wear shirts and jeans after all these centuries. (2) If it ain't broke... "Oh, I'm sorry, friend." Rond smiled, taking his seat. "Didn't see it there. You alright?"

"I am fine." The blond man nodded.

"That's good." Rond nodded, holding out his hand. "Rond Vidar." The blond man looked at the hand for a second.

"...Michael." The blond man introduced himself, shaking the hand.

"Just Michael?" Rond chuckled. "Kinda like what the celebrities of the 21st Century used to do. It was traditional for them to drop their last names. Especially if they were female." (3)

"You could say I myself am famous." Michael answered cryptically.

"Alright..." Rond shrugged. "If you say so." The young genius then found another line of conversation. "You like this show? I watch it all the time. It's my first time actually being in the audience."

"I have seen a couple episodes. This show is quite entertaining." Michael answered. "Aren't you an associate of the Legion of Super-Heroes?"

"Mm." Rond nodded. "I've helped them out here and there."

"I'm sure the disappearances must be affecting you." Michael deduced.

"Yeah, I am worried." Rond nodded. "But it does no good to stand around and fret about it. The Legion'll find 'em. I have faith they will."

"Faith is a good thing to have." Michael smiled slightly.

"And now, live from Studio 7B in New York City, it's Team Trouble!" The announcer, a green-haired man dressed in a sparkly blue suit with a pink shirt and loud tie, and glasses, screamed loudly into a microphone. (4) "And here is your hostess, Lonna Leing!"

Lonna ran out to the audience, wearing a slim silver headset, and holding some cards with the Team Trouble logo on them. The set of Team Trouble looked somewhat similar to the set of the ancient game show Family Feud, with the pair of long dais with a group of five people standing behind each one. The center of the back wall of the stage had a green wall with blank white panels on it arranged like words.

"Hello, everyone!" Lonna greeted.

"Hi, Lonna!" The audience cheered.

"Thank you!" The alien heroine laughed. "Before we get started, I'd like to introduce the newest member of our group of hostesses, Miss Carina Walters!" The audience cheered as a beautiful blonde woman, wearing a blue short dress, walked out the set.

"Wow." Rond chuckled. "She's a real head-turner. What do you think, Michael...Mike?" The mysterious Michael seemed spellbound by the ravishing beauty. He couldn't keep his eyes off her. "Mike? Hello?" The dark-haired man leaned over. "Hey, pally. No offense, but I doubt you're her type." Michael turned towards Rond, although it seemed to take great effort on his part.

"Oh, I think I can convince her to give me a chance." The blond man smirked.

"Welcome to the show, Carina." Lonna grinned.

"Thank you. I'm proud to be here." The blonde woman smiled. She then walked to the back of the stage, and stood by the green panel with the white boxes on it.

"Alright." The redhaired alien grinned. "We got a great show for you today! Now I'd like to introduce you to-!"

"This game show is cancelled!" A voice yelled. A group of thugs burst into the studio. They all were wearing brown jackets with metal clasps, black sweaters, and jeans, with black ski masks, carrying futuristic silver rifles. The group of thugs were led by a young man in red armor, with a helmet that looked similar to the ancient Juggernaut's. His red armor bore a radioactive symbol on it. He was Radiation Roy, a regular foe of the Legion of Super-Heroes. He was essentially a human nuclear reactor. (5)

"Oh, no..." Lonna groaned.

"Aw, dammit..." Rond sunk in his seat, covering his face. Michael seemed to be completely unfazed. The rest of the audience was murmuring in worry.

"Everybody get your hands up, unless you want radiation poisoning!" Radiation Roy ordered. The audience got up and raised their hands. Michael did so, but he seemed to not even be afraid of anything. Rond took the opportunity to slip away. "Alright, now put your valuables in the sack one of my associates is bringing around. Meanwhile, Rond Vidar managed to sneak into a hall. Once there, he pulled out a piece of jewlery. A green ring.

"In brightest day..." Rond started to recite as he put on the ring. The ring bore a legendary logo. "In darkest night...no evil shall escape my sight..." In a flash of emerald light, a green lantern appeared from out of nowhere. "Let those who worship evil's might..." He grabbed the lantern by the handle, then put the ring to the lantern, and he was engulfed in green light. "Beware my power..." His clothes were transformed into a uniform. The uniform was mostly white, with a green stripe running down the outfit over his left side. Over his left breast was an emblem of a green lantern. His costume was light green on is left side, and the ensemble was completed by a white cowl, and green boots and gloves. "Green Lantern's light!" (6)

Well, well, well! Looks like our heroes are in for some rough times! What insanity will happen next? What did Ray and Roberto do? Can Lonna and Rond stop Radiation Roy? What was up with Michael? Find out in the next chapter! Suggestions needed badly!

(1) – A bit of a nod to Bob Barker, former host of The Price is Right.

(2) – My idea for future fashion is based on what Legion comics I have and Futurama.

(3) – It should be obvious what Rond means here.

(4) – A nod to the late Rod Roddy, the announcer of The Price is Right.

(5) – I did not make this guy up. I swear. Radiation Roy is an actual, real-life DC Comics supervillains. He HAS appeared in the comics. Look up the Legion of Super-Villains on Wikipedia.

(6) – In the Pre-Crisis on Infinite Earths stories in the Legion comics, Rond Vidar was secretly recruited into the Green Lantern Corps. In the Legion comics, Green Lanterns are banned from United Planets territory. The costume he wears here is the same one he had in the comics, only I added a cowl.