Notice: This series begins just after X-FORCE #61, with a few of my own
ideas thrown in, and anything that happens in the comics after this
series begun simply does not matter!
X-Force: The New Breed #1
Perpetrated by Red "Somebody get her away from that meat cleaver"
Monster!
Disclaimer: All characters are property of Marvel characters, blah blah
blah, I'm not trying to rip them off, I'm just trying to have fun, and
don't bother suing me, I'm poor as a mouse.
"We're not children, we just have more energy than you."

These young folk are mutants because they were born that way, and
X-Force because they feel like it. Cable is the leader of the team, a
psionic warrior from the future, his sidekick-in-arms is Domino, the
mysterious soldier with strange luck. Their deputy leader is Siryn, the
young Irishwoman with the loud voice. Their members are Shatterstar, the
hollow-boned warrior from another planet, Caliban, the child-like
tracker, Meltdown, the hotheaded explosives generator,  Warpath, the
Apache with the strength of (at least) 100 men, Rictor, the seismic
earth-shaker, Risque, the implosive mystery, and Sunspot, the Brazilian
solar battery. They are a powerful mutant strike force team determined
to make peace between mutants and humans. (Right now the younger 8 are
playing Sega.) 
	"C'mon, Ric, blow ‘em out of the screen." Said Meltdown as Rictor grew
more tense at the control pad.
	"Hey, Tab, I'm doing the best I can," shot back Rictor.
	"Just shut us all out of your mind, Julio." Suggested Siryn. 
	"I can do that as soon as you all shut up, and I'm Rictor to you,
Theresa." Said the belligerent earthquake-man. 
Fluffy: You have a <I>weird</I> vocabulary, Red. Especially your choices
of nicknames.
Red: Your just jealous because nobody picks me up from my box and makes
funny noises at me and says "oh, isn't she adorable!" Back to the story!
Rictor had a propensity for rude comments and impulsiveness, he was
worse than Meltdown. Warpath was becoming more overconfident with
himself since he met Risque, who was quite sweet, but Siryn was
suspicious of her. Theresa's self esteem was getting disturbingly low
since Warpath met Risque and decided he liked her. Shatterstar was
becoming an intelligent, confident, and all-around emotionally sound
person since it was confirmed that he was, indeed, Shatterstar, and not
a boy named Benjamin Russell. Tabitha was rather cocky since her
metamorphosis into Meltdown. Sunspot used to be quite like Rictor, nut
since he was cleansed of the Reignfire persona, he turned into a
"don't-worry-be-happy" type of guy. Caliban, who spent most of his life
in the Morlock tunnels, had every reason to be bitter and brooding, but
he was so dumb he only knew happiness.
	"Kids, turn off that Sega and come upstairs, Domino and I need to talk
to you." Yelled Cable down the stairs of their compact headquarters.
	"We're not children, we just have more energy than you." Replied
Warpath.
	"Come on, let's see what Cable has to say." Said Theresa. So they
turned off the game and everyone trudged glumly up the stairs to endure
yet another leaderly game plan.
	"Listen, kids, I mean team," began the aged psi, assessing the
imposing-looking troupe, from the petite Risque to the gigantic,
fierce-looking Caliban.
	"My contact has alerted me that she has heard Deadpool is changing his
location to nearby here, so you better watch your backs, you know how
dangerous he is." Warned Domino.
	"Who's Deadpool? Why can't you just kill him off if he's so dangerous?"
asked Risque.
	"Deadpool's a good man whom Cable and Domino don't like because he's a
merc." Siryn told her.
	"He's a mercenary who'll perform any job, no matter how cruel, for the
highest bidder. And he's helped Theresa once or twice, but he can't be
trusted." Said Shatterstar.
	"You all don't have any faith at all, do you? I mean, just because I
have a loud voice doesnae mean I drown everything out. Just because
Jimmy is all brawn doesnae mean he has no brains. Just because Shatty is
such a good soldier doesna mean that's all he ever does. And just
because Wade is a mers'n'ry doesnae mean he has no loyalties!" and with
that, Siryn tromped off angrily.
	"Yutz." Declared Meltdown.
	"Wade?" said Domino in disbelief. "I can't believe she's actually on a
first name basis with him!"
	"Look, Deadpool helped Terry out with some things that mean a lot to
her, like her uncle. She has every reason to trust him even is she is
being short-sighted." Said Warpath.
	"Well, then, since you know her so well, why don't you talk to her?"
suggested Cable.
	"Oh, fine, since none of you guys have the courage to stand up against
Loudmouth's Tears of Wrath." Muttered Warpath as he trudged after Siryn.
Loudmouth: Now we all know how I was named! Kinda the thing you'd expect
from Red, though.
	"Listen, team," began Cable.  "you don't have that much to worry about
with Deadpool, despite what we just said. Don't hold your breath and
stop trusting people waiting for that merc to attack, we've mailed him
off to his employer before, it's just something Dom and I want you to be
aware of." Finished Cable.
	"Look, kids," began Domino, ignoring their aversion to being referred
to by age, "We've heard of a new branch of, wouldn't you believe it, the
Hellfire Club led by, duh, Shinobi Shaw. We want you to investigate
their next Gala ball. Those of you who can pass for humans will go
undercover and mingle with the guests, and I'm afraid you'll have to
sneak into the joint ahead of time. Bobby and Caliban will monitor
inside occurrences inside the van through the comm-links. Just see what
Shaw's up to."
	"Cool. I'll go tell James and ‘Loudmouth'. *giggle*." Risque seemed to
like her boyfriend's nickname for their deputy leader.
	"Sunspot, what did Patch-eye mean when she said ‘monitor inside curry'?
Caliban likes curry, but what would Caliban monitor about it?" asked the
large, simple one to his solar-powered friend.
	"*sigh* Okay, Caliban we get to sit in the van and listen to everything
that goes on inside, while they have to run around in a big, crowded
room, all dressed funny, and associate with snotty rich folks." Assured
Sunspot.
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In Siryn's room: Risque entered just as James was calming her down.
	"Listen, guys," she said to James and Theresa, "the bosses say a guy
named Shinobi Shaw just opened a new branch of the Hellfire Club, and
we're supposed to check it out and see what he's up to."
	"Oh cool! When is this gig? I love undercover missions!" exclaimed
Theresa, already cheered up.
	 "I guess the bosses will tell us when the time comes, and Caliban and
Bobby will monitor us from inside the van." Said Risque.
	"Great." Said James, rather annoyed. "Just what we need, another
Hellfire Club. However, at least I'll get to see <b>you</b> in that
little <I>thing</I> you bought last week, sweetie!" he said happily to
Risque as she giggled.
	"Oh strangle me." Muttered Theresa.
<hr>
Back in the living room: (Cable and Domino are alone now.)
	"You know, Dom, since we can't go into that party unnoticed, and the
kids will be gone all night, what say we go do something immoral while
they're away?" suggested Cable.
	"But what if the kids get into a jam while we're doing something
immoral, Nathan? It would be kind of awkward if the kids beeped us and
you had to tell them we couldn't come help them until you got your pants
back on." Said Domino, trying to suppress her giggling.
	"Oh, we'll have a comm-link with us, of course, but I think the kids
can take care of themselves. After all, they've gone through plenty of
adventures without us, and all of them have lived to tell about it so
far." Cable assured her.
	"Well, then, you've got yourself a deal, Dayspring."
Next ish: Cable and Domino misbehave! X-Force infiltrates the Hellfire
Club! Deadpool finds himself a pad! ‘Nuff said!