Emerging Crisis

Disclaimer: All familiar characters belong to Marvel or Hasbro. I own Leon Maxwell, Farrah Willows, and Eve Willows. All other OCs belong to their respective owners.

Chapter 2: Crisis Enters Part 2

Senator Kelly was at an exclusive restaurant in San Diego. He smiled to himself,

"Ah, lunch. One of my favorite times to eat. The menu here is supposed to be excellent, the best in the city."

As the clueless bigoted senator was about to make his selection, Beef came crashing through the ceiling, landing on top of Kelly. The senator was pinned under the behemoth mutant as the waiter came by,

"Are you ready to order, sir?"
Beef's face landed in the menu as he spoke,

"One of everything on the menu, please."
He noticed Kelly's credit card and handed it to the waiter,

"Here's my card."
The waiter smiled,

"Thank you, sir. Your food will be out right away."

Kelly whined,

"Owie. The pain."

Back to Leon…

Leon looked at the other three Hellions. He was as surprised as they were. The red-eyed teen looked at them,

"Uh, I didn't know I could do that."
Monet clenched her fists and made a mad dash for him, shouting,

"No one disrespects the Hellions like that and lives!"

She was about to through a punch when time seemed to slow down for Leon. The blonde teen narrowed his eyes and moved to the side. He saw the punch going in slow motion. Leon rubbed his eyes again, as if someone was playing a trick on him.

Time then went back to normal and Monet punched only air. She turned and was stunned,

"You have super speed too?"

Leon blinked,

"I moved that fast? Wow, time really does slow down when you move that fast."

Monet shook her head,

"That's impossible. I should have been able to see you! I should be just as quick."

Tarot readied a card,

"Lightning Card!"
A bolt of lightning shot out of the card. Leon tried to dodge it as best he could with his newfound speed, but he was not fast enough. It hit his leg and he went down. Clutching his knee, he looked up and saw Monet approaching. She picked him up and scowled,

"Anything you would like to say before I knock you out?"

He shrugged,

"I think telling you I'm late for a doctor's appointment is out of the question, right?"

The female powerhouse grinned evilly,

"Don't worry. I'll make sure you get sent to a hospital!"

She wound up and threw a punch. The punch impacted and sent Leon flying back through a car.

Leon landed and stood up almost immediately. He noticed a piece of the mirror on the ground and looked at the reflection. There was no wound on him.

Monet could not believe it,

"You have invulnerability too?"

She picked up another car and slammed it on top of him. The car exploded in a fiery ball. Jetstream and Tarot took cover. The card user looked at the cyborg enhanced flier,

"Do you think that got him?"

Monet brushed her hair back and walked over to the other two mutants,

"You two are useless. If I hadn't saved you when I did, he would have beaten us all!"

Jetstream raised his hand,

"You do realize Miss Frost wanted him brought back, right?"

Monet rolled her eyes,

"So? He resisted."
She looked around,

"And where is Beef? I swear he found a hot dog stand somewhere and decided to eat, while I have to do all the work. Well, there's no way that weakling is ever getting out from under that car-."
Just then, the wreckage of the car shot up in the air and Leon stood up. His clothes were slightly charred, but he himself was without a scratch. He shook his head,

"Didn't anyone ever tell you it's not nice to litter?"

Monet, Tarot, and Jetstream were all stunned Leon was still alive. The red-head sank on the side walk,

"Mon dieu, he's unstoppable."

Leon decided to approach them. He punched Monet,
"This is for ruining that car!"

The shock sent Monet clear across the street. Suddenly, he was holding his head, screaming,

"No, not now! Not now!"

Monet, rubbing off the wound, was confused,

"Wait, I am not using telepathy, and I do not sense another telepath in the area."

Jetstream said,

"I think it would be a good time to vacate the premises and find Beef."

With that, the other three Hellions scattered.

Leon curled into a ball, whimpering,

"What's happening to me? What's going on?"

He then blacked out.

Later…

When Leon woke up, he noticed he was in some sort of hospital. The red-eyed teen sat up and held his head. He thought,

What happened? Why do I keep getting these headaches?

The door opened and in stepped a teen girl with red hair. Her name is Theresa Rouke, the West Coast Misfit named Siryn. She had the ability to fly and emit loud sonic attacks from her mouth. She inherited this power from her father, Banshee.

Siryn smiled warmly,

"How are ye feelin', lad?"

Leon looked at her, her red eyes blinking,

"A little better, but I still have these headaches. Aspirin doesn't help me deal with them."
Siryn nodded,

"I think Hardcase knows that feelin' all too well."

A loud explosion was heard, followed by an angry voice,

"JESTER, WHY DID YOU SWITCH MY BASEBALL FOR A GRENADE AGAIN?!"

A maniacal laughter soon followed. Siryn shrugged,

"That's common around here. So, ye from San Diego?"

Leon nodded,

"Yeah, and you're Siryn of the West Coast Misfits. I've seen you fight on TV. You're all heroes."

The sound-using mutant nodded,

"Aye, lad. Ye are in our base in Malibu."

At this, Leon shook his head in disbelief,

"What? Oh, man. I am so late for my appointment."

Theresa asked,

"What appointment?"
Leon explained,

"I'm meeting a genetic researcher to try and help me understand why I have red eyes. Her name is Dr. Eve Willows."
Siryn nodded slowly,

"I seem to have read somethin' about her. She is a highly intelligent researcher."

The red-eyed teen nodded,

"Yeah, and she has a daughter named Farrah that helps her in the lab. Farrah constantly flirts with me. I mean, I like her, but I don't know how she would take it if I turn out to be a mutant."

Theresa shook her head,

"I dinnae know what to tell ye, lad. If you want, you can always stay with the Misfits. I mean, it's good to have a solid powerhouse on the team."

Leon shied away,

"I'm not sure if I'm cut out for this type of outfit. I mean, with my headaches and blackouts, I don't think I'm reliable in a combat situation."

Theresa placed her hand on his shoulder,

"Just a thought. You have some fresh clothes on the table there."
She pointed to a spare shirt and jeans that were selected for him. Leon smiled,

"Thanks again for what you did."
Siryn nodded,

"Nothin' to it, lad. I have to go, team meeting and all."

She walked out of the room and down the hall. As she did, she slowed down and stopped. The red-head thought to herself,

How can he nae know he's a mutant? That doesnae make any sense.

She went into a closet for some privacy and dialed a phone number. She waited a few rings in before a voice on the other end picked up,

"Hello?"
Siryn smiled,

"Hello, Da."

Banshee was surprised and glad to hear from his daughter again,

"Theresa, how are ye doin', lass?"

"Fine, Da. Could I ask you something?"

"Sure?"

"Did Professor Xavier ever detect a mutant in San Diego?"

A pause before an answer came,

"I dinnae think so. Then again, between the East Coast Misfits and Avengers comin' over, Charlie really hasn't had a lot of time to look around for recruits. I'll check though. Why?"

Siryn shook her head,

"Oh, no reason. See ye later, Da."

She hung up and thought,

No mutant signature? Just who is this kid anyway?

Next Chapter:

The Hellions return to Emma Frost, recruit-less. That's going to go over well.