Rising Starrs!

Hey there, folks! L1701E here! One day, I was reading some of my very old fics. One of my very old Misfitverse fic, in fact, and I just realized something: I had really grown in skill as a writer since then, and I thought one of my old fics could use a re-telling, and I figured it should be, chronologically-wise, the fic in which the Starr Brothers, two of my most well-known original characters, made their first appearance in the Misfit-verse. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I own the Starr Brothers. Red Witch owns Althea Delgado, Xi, Trinity, and everyone else is owned by Marvel Comics and Sunbow Entertainment. If you want to sue me, I will sic Darkstar on you. You don't want Darkstar after you.

Chapter 1: Two New Faces!

A beach in Los Angeles, California

"What a life." Althea Delgado smiled as she laid back on the beach towel, clad in a blue two-piece swimsuit. The Misfits were vacationing in Los Angeles, California. "Toddles, I need lotion on my back!"

"Coming, my little Sweetheart of the Sea!" Todd Tolensky hopped up to her, and started rubbing lotion on his beloved girlfriend's back. Another girl, who also had raven-colored hair like Althea had, pulled down a pair of red sunglasses and rolled her eyes in disbelief.

"I swear Toad, your pet names for her are getting sappier all the time." Wanda Maximoff grumbled. She was lying on another towel, clad in a red one-piece swimsuit.

"You're just jealous because you have nobody to give you a pet name, Wanda." Todd grinned, sticking his tongue out. Wanda rolled her eyes. She noticed Lance writing another love poem about Kitty. The Triplets were helping Claudius and Barney build a sand metropolis. At an ice cream stand, Fred was deciding what ice cream flavor to have. Unfortunately, the powerhouse was having trouble deciding, as all the flavors appealed to him. Xi was nowhere to be found. He was obviously either invisible or had gone somewhere. Pietro was posing for some girls, ranting about how good he looked and how he won Mr. Teen Universe. Wanda groaned in disgust at her twin brother's idiocy.

"One day, my brother is going to get his butt kicked." Wanda sighed. She looked at Todd and Althea. She couldn't help but remember when Todd used to flirt with her all the time in the Brotherhood House. The hex-caster had to admit, she was certainly surprised when she learned of Todd and Althea's relationship. The relationship puzzled her a bit, as she felt at the time that Toad was a disgusting, annoying, half-witted freak. She never could imagine that anyone could find him desirable, but life had a way of surprising people.

An alley in Los Angeles

"NEVER!" A teenage boy's voice roared. A pair of Cobra Vipers got themselves slammed into a brick wall hard. With a groan, they slumped to the ground. The source of the roar had long black hair, and was clad in a black leather jacket, a Metallica t-shirt, and torn blue jeans. He hit another Viper hard in the gut with an obviously-stolen LAPD-issue nightstick and threw him into another wall. His right eye flashed dark purple. The eye was also surrounded by an unusual birthmark: A black 5-pointed star. "C'mon, Paul! These clowns won't quit! We gotta get the hell outta here!" He called in a voice that was slightly gruff and guttural.

"Hang on, Craig!" A more cheerful-sounding voice replied to the boy with the black star on his face. It came from another boy who looked exactly like the first, only the star on his face was purple. He was clad like an 80's rocker: Purple acid-washed jeans, a black Kiss t-shirt with a torn-up purple mesh shirt that went off one shoulder, white fingerless gloves with fringe, and several bracelets on each wrist, some studded, and some wildly-colored and patterned. This boy dealt with a Viper by ducking the Viper's blow and tripping him, making him fall into a trash can. "Got 'im!"

"Let's go!" Craig ordered. The two twin boys raced out of the alley. "Man, those guys are like cockroaches! You can't get rid of 'em!"

"There's got to be someone who can help us!" Paul exclaimed. "Maybe the cops can help! Or some of those superhero guys!"

"Yeah, right! The cops? Dream on, Paul! The cops in this town only care about a problem if it affects rich white people! You should know, you were one!" Craig growled.

"I don't think the cops could handle this, anyway." Paul admitted with a gulp. "I wish we could've helped the others."

"They can help themselves!" Craig snapped. "Besides, they needed someone to get away and warn somebody!" The young mutant sighed in his head. I just wish we had an idea who. Don't know of any of those super-types Paul was talking about that operate in LA...

The beach

Pietro Maximoff was getting incredibly frustrated. After his attempts to chat up some lovely locals, the mutant speedster decided to treat himself to some ice cream. However, he found himself in a line. And for someone who had little patience, it was Hell. "Fred, pick already! I want ice cream here!" The silver-haired youth snapped.

"But all those flavors are so good, Pietro!" Fred sighed in helplessness as he looked up at the menu. The people standing behind the two young mutants groaned.

"Oh, come on!" A woman yelled.

"Hey fat-ass! Why not just order one of everything so we can get some ice cream?" A man yelled.

"It's hot out here! I want ice cream!" A child whined.

"Kid, if you can't decide, then get out of the line so everyone else can order!" The man in the ice cream shop yelled.

Count to ten...A frustrated Fred reminded himself, taking a breath. Remember what Psyche-Out said...count to ten, count to ten, count to ten... Meanwhile, a Joe named Recondo, a mustachioed man from Wisconsin who was the Joes' Jungle Warfare expert, was taking a break. He was helping two other Joes, codenamed Lady Jaye and Cover Girl, do some shopping...and they decided to try out swimsuits in a swim shop. The resting Recondo was sitting on a chair, several bags next to him.

"Are you sure it's a good idea leaving the kids at the beach?" The jungle warfare expert sighed. "I mean, I know I'm not one of the kids' regular caretakers, but I do think that maybe it's not the best idea for them to be left on their own."

"Don't worry about it, Recondo." Lady Jaye chuckled from one of the dressing rooms. "Althea and Lance will be able to keep them in line briefly."

"The kids'll be fine for a few minutes." Cover Girl agreed from another dressing room. "I'm ready." Cover Girl came out, clad in a tiger-print swimsuit, and she struck a pose, like back in her modeling days. Recondo whistled.

"Someone call Paris and Milan, Cover Girl is ready to make a comeback." The mustached Joe grinned.

"Very funny, Recondo." Lady Jaye smirked, coming out in a black bikini. Recondo smiled.

"You both look great." The Wisonsin native complimented. He then blushed slightly in embarassment at Lady Jaye. "In your case, Lady Jaye, I'd better not look anymore or else Flint will kick my head in." The brunette couldn't help but laugh.

"You oughta go into stand-up, Recondo." The javelin-user chortled. "Okay, we're ready to go." A couple minutes later, the three Joes left the shop.

"WATCH OUT!" A teenage boy's voice yelled.

"Huh?" The three Joes blinked. Before the three adults could do anything, the two twin brothers, Paul and Craig, collided into them, causing them all to fall over.

"Oof!" Recondo grunted as he fell to the ground, causing the bags he was holding to fall all over the place.

"Ohhh..." Cover Girl moaned as she and the rest of the group untangled themselves and got to their feet.

"What was that?" Lady Jaye grunted, dusting herself off.

"Oh, God!" Paul gasped, trying to help the Joes up. "We're so sorry! We just-!"

"Watch your step!" Craig snapped. "You idiots aren't the only people using the sidewalk!"

"Whoa, take it easy, kid." Lady Jaye tried to calm down the enraged teenager. "We didn't see you coming. We really are sorry."

"We're trying to flee for our lives here!" Craig roared.

"Flee?" Cover Girl blinked. "Flee from what?"

"None of your business!" Craig snapped.

Craig, they may want to help! Paul suggested telepathically.

No way! Craig snapped. We don't really know who these people are! They might be no help!

Better than nothing! Paul responded, looking at Craig. He turned to the Joes. "Sorry about that." The young retro-clad mutant smiled. "We're looking for some help! There are these guys chasing after us. They called themselves Cobra Vipers or something like that."

"COBRA VIPERS?" The three Joes exclaimed. Paul nodded.

"Aw, wonderful." Recondo groaned.

"I think our vacation just got cancelled." Lady Jaye sighed.

"I'll get the kids." Cover Girl agreed. "When you're a Joe, you're never off duty." She added under her breath. Paul overheard it.

"Joe? Are you guys GI Joes?" Paul blinked.

"Yes, we are." Recondo answered. Craig blinked.

"Military guys? How will you be of any help to us?"

"Craig, these guys are GI Joe!" Paul grinned hopefully. "They can help! They fight those snake guys all the time! We just got a lucky break!"

Well, looks like the Joes met two new friends! What will happen next? Who are Paul and Craig? Why is Cobra after them? What powers do they have? Find out in the next chapter! Suggestions needed badly!