Chapter 51
Enter The
Surf Master
Part 1
Disclaimer: Notes same as before, though there are some changes! After reading through L1's stories that involves the early days of the West Coast team and the Malibu Joe base, I got an idea to do a take on that where the Surf Master character is concerned and as well as doing some West Coast centered stuff. Its gonna be a little on the dark side folks so fair warning. Nicely enough, my doing this inspired L1 to take my take of this and add his own spin on it!
Malibu, California
At one of the High Schools in Malibu, a huge party was happening in its Gymnasium late into the evening thanks to the fact a High School Reunion was going on. And it'd be a party many would remember for years to come as well for that matter. Just… Not in the way one would expect it to be remembered for thanks to one particular individual with an axe to grind against pretty much every person in that gym. "I'm not surprised Sam didn't show up for this. But I sure wish Donna was able too..." Sighed a Blonde woman by the name of Erica Montel as she talked with a fellow classmate by the name of Jack Trent.
Who also sighed as well and not just over Samuel Farley but over the loss of Donna Ozzati two weeks ago. "Yeah, after all, we basically made his life a living Hell just because he was a little different than us. I'd be surprised if he was within ten miles of this place after the *$# we pulled on him."
"And? Kid was a damn wuss who couldn't even hold a Football properly." Scoffed a somewhat overweight fellow from nearby. He also proudly wore some FOH merchandise and had mostly shown up just to try and recruit some new members to the Friends of Humanity.
Earning himself a glare from not only Jack but Erica as well. "Nice to know you haven't changed a bit, Tad." Erica told the other man with a look of disgust on her face.
"What? I'm just sayin'! And you've gotten hotter over the years, babe."
Erica flipped him off before walking away, causing Tad to laugh as Jack glared at him. But before the glaring Jack could say a word, a wall would have a hole blown through it, sending everyone scattering away in screaming fear. "Hello all, just wonderful to be here with you all again!" Snarled a figure as he came through the smoking hole.
Dressed in all black body suit and mask and riding on a modified surfboard capable of flying through the air. He also had some strange looking gadgets on his outfit that made him look a strange mix of futuristic and a throw back to Sci-Fi films of the 70s and 80s. "Get your Mutie ass outta here, freak!" Snarled Tad as he stormed towards the figure.
Only to find his legs and feet frozen to the floor much to his and everyone else's horror. Everyone watched as the figure pulled off his black mask and gasps were heard through out the room. "Farley!? You're a damn Mutie Freak!?" Tad asked in shock, disgust, and just a little bit of fear to be seen in his eyes.
Samuel 'Sam' Farley, a bullied individual in his High School days and a near seemlessly ending amount of bad luck, sneered hatefully at the overweight bully from his school days. "No, you asshole! I'm just someone using the brilliance of his own Genius to FINALLY GET PAYBACK ON YOU AND EVERYONE ELSE IN THIS GODFORSAKEN HELLHOLE!"
"And when I'm done here, I'll go after everyone else whose made my life Hell!"
He watched as a number of his fellow Alumni and former Teachers tried to get out through the exits to no avail thanks to some early work of his earlier that day and chuckled cruelly as Tad tried to break free of his icy prison while saying some fairly horrible things to Farley. "Tad... SHUT THE HELL UP!" Barked Jack as he finally decided to come up to the two.
"Well, well, Mr. All American Football Hero himself!" Snarled Farley as he pointed his fist towards the man.
Who wisely held up his hands to show he meant no harm. "Farley… It doesn't take a genius to get why you're doing this, pal. But even so, this isn't the way." Tried the man.
His words got a fit of laughter from his classmate but the laugh wasn't anywhere near warm or joyful. "You would say something like that since you don't wanna die!"
Jack was cut off again thanks to Tad shooting his mouth off and he and everyone else would watch in increasing horror as Tad's entire head would be frozen by some device Farley had on his wrist that sprayed out an instant freezing mix. "Finally, fatboy shuts up." Sighed the tormented individual and then used his surfboard's mounted rotating laser weapon to destroy his head to the growing horror of those present.
A cruel laugh escaped Farley after this. "No longer am I Samuel Farley, the Universe's Bitch! I am the Surf Master! And you're all going to die, just like Donna Ozzati 2 weeks ago! Ha! Ha! Ha!"
"You're why Donna's dead!?" Erica asked horrified.
"Damn right, I am!"
As 2 weeks ago, Donna Ozzati and one of Erica's long time best friends, had been found murdered by way of strangulation. "Thought she would get another opportunity to screw with me again but ohh no, I wasn't about to let it happen! Not again!"
"You monster!" Shouted one of the teachers and gaining a number of agreements.
"NO! YOU'RE THE MONSTERS! YOU DAMN TEACHERS ESPECIALLY DIDN'T DO A DAMN THING TO MAKE THESE ASSHOLES STOP TORMENTING ME! AND NOW, ITS TIME TO PAY THE PRICE!" Screamed out Farley.
Not wanting to waste another second, Farley cruelly laughed as he began to use his technology to freeze everyone in the Gymnasium, saving Jack for last. "Goodbye, mother*##er!" Was all Jack would hear before being iced over.
And as Farley made his leave, he'd set fire to the Gymnasium and the school itself over all. "There were others who weren't there and I'll be comin' for them after this! And then I'll make Tony Stark pay for firing me!" Cruel, insane laughter could be heard from him as he flew off into the night sky.
The Next Day In Burbank
The following day over in Burbank would see the secondary team of Misfits now affectionally known as the West Coast Misfits gather in the briefing room of the Burbank Joe Base. Kyle was still in Cleveland despite the new situation and was none too happy about the whole thing as he'd rather be in Burbank and kicking bad guy ass! Jennifer herself after a lengthy reunion with her dad, was now attending UCLA's School of Law and was considered to be a Reserve member until she finished. "Last night, a High School over in Malibu was burned to the ground, taking every life that was there in the process thanks to a High School Reunion that was taking place." Started off Alex Gambini, aka Trojan, and second in command of the Burbank base while General Whithalf commanded overall.
"Jesus… That's terrible." Murmured Recondo as he and the others saw pictures of the devastation.
Recondo's also one of the caretakers of the West Coast team and a transfer from the original Joe team. "If there was bodies burned alive as well, then where are they?" Wondered a horrified Clara.
Who, even after a long life already, could still feel this way. "That's a good question, sadly, you won't like the answer, Longstar." Trojan told her.
Longstar being the codename she was given after Jester, the Joe Prankster of the Base and a considerable pain in the ass of another Joe by the name of Hardcase, had jokingly said that should be her codename to reflect her long lived life. That, and the fact the other Starrs of the group have codenames with the word 'star' in them. Clara hadn't been all that for it but everyone else had all been for it and so she was stuck with it even though she wasn't going to be out in the field unless she had to be out there. Trojan showed her and the others some salvaged video recordings of the night's events and they were all more horrified than before. "This man certainly went off his rocker." Bulldog muttered in disgust.
"Worse than bringing a gun into schools." Paul Haits added with a green face.
And he wasn't the only one feeling that way as Paul Starr and Jake Wildfire were as well. "We've been asked by Local Authorities to help find and bring in Samuel Farley before he can do more damage. It also doesn't help that he's been reportedly stalking several Actresses for some time now after being denied a date by each of them."
"And since I'm from the area, my knowledge should help out a lot." Threw in a shaken Jack 'Beast King' McCormick and gained a nod from Trojan while the others looked at him in concern.
"You okay, bro?" Terrell asked and gained no answer as Jack ran off to empty the contents of his stomach.
He wouldn't be the only one as both Pauls would do the same, prompting Clara to follow after to go and provide whatever comfort she could for the three. "Given those reactions, it might be best to keep them off this Mission." Stated Patrick 'Yankee Clipper' Carney with a frown on his face.
"Its your call to make as team field leader, Pat." Trojan reminded him gently and the other man nodded.
Author's Notes: Since RW did establish Evo's Paul (Scott's best friend) as the son of Mainframe early on before he ultimately disappeared, I decided to go further with that connection and have him be part of the West Coast. Which was already covered in a previous chapter but this allowed me to go further with his role for the team. Though given his reaction to what the Surf Master did, he and Sniper work may likely not end that well for him.
