I don't own the X-Men, those belong to Marvel Comics and were created by Stan Lee and Jack Kirby
Emma Frost was created by Chris Claremont and John Bryne.
Buffy the Vampire Slayer was created By Joss Whedon and all the characters with the BTVS TV series are his as well.
The Thundercats were created by Ted Wolf and currently belong to Warner Brothers, at one point in time Marvel comics did do a run of the them in comics form, although DC comics do them now.
“What the hell happened?” Felicia demanded. “I went to bed, more than a little full and I woke up needing a full body wax!” She clenched a lightly fur covered fist. Her entire body was covered with black fur, save for the suddenly silver fur on top of her head and her bare palms and feet. It was like she was in costume, but only for real!
“Your body... adapted to the stress from the acceleration testing. You've gotten a stronger dermis and a fine coating of fur. This was not wholly unexpected.” Doom told her.
“You knew this would happen?” Felicia demanded. “What did you do to me?”
“I saved your foolish hide!” Doom snapped. “The genes I had to graft were felinoid in nature. Along with the accelerated healing it provided, you've gained feline traits. Considering your motif as a thief, you should be quite pleased with this.”
“I can't exactly go out in public like this!” Felicia said as she gestured at her body.
“That can be remedied.” Doom told her. “I've developed significant advances in holographic technology. You would be able to pass as your civilian self with the touch of a button.”
“Does this mean I'm finally getting out of here?” She asked him.
“I've learned all I could, so yes. Just as soon as someone back in the states does a job for me, you can go.” Doom told her.
“What kind of job?” Felicia asked, curiosity getting the better of her.
“Not your department.” Doom told her.
Rent-a-Space, Hackensack New Jersey.
Frank Castle parked his van in the parking lot and went into the rented space using the key that had been left for him in the town's bus station lockers. He closed the door as soon as he went in and looked around. “This could work.” He said with a grin.
“I'm glad you like it.” He heard Doom's voice say.
Frank turned, guns drawn only to find a robotic head sitting on one shelf.
“I'm not really here you see.” Doom said with a metallic chuckle. “I've a great deal of things to take care of and we cannot be connected. Even this particular piece is designed to be a facsimile of my general technology. You have in this room, enough ammo to take down a small government.”
“I still have to ask why you're helping me.” Frank said to the head.
“It's a matter of logistics and timing. I gave the FBI all they needed to know to clean their own house and offered to help them take down Fisk. They're still mucking over the information I gave them. They move too slowly for my taste. Everyday that Fisk lives, the better protected he'll be.” Doom said.
Frank nodded. “So anything special here I can use?”
“How about a personal force field with a five year battery?” Doom asked.
“Now you're talking.” Frank grinned.
“Somehow, I thought it would interest you.” Doom said.
“Damn right it does. Getting shot stings like a bitch.” Frank said.
“You certain?” Forge asked Kurt.
“Yes. Despite how much I'd like to have a longer range in teleporting, I don't want to extend how long I stay in the other dimension.” Kurt said. “It's a hell dimension. The longer I'm there, the greater the chance something bad will happen.”
“You really believe that?” Forge asked.
“You don't go place to place smelling of brimstone.” Kurt said. “If something can survive in that environment, I don't want to meet it.”
Forge nodded. “All right. That's another project scrapped I guess.”
“Don't be down, man. I'm happy the way I am. Well mostly.” Kurt said with a grin. “So has Anna asked you to the dance yet?”
“The day it was announced.” Forge grinned. “It'll be weird going back to the school again.”
“Maybe this time you can sneak into the girl's locker room.” Kurt smirked.
“Anna would kill me.” Forge said. “Still....” He mused. “Wouldn't be worth the cost.”
“You always were a smart guy.” Kurt laughed.
Massachusetts Academy.... after sundown.
Ben swung his new hammer around in an old style of dance that he remembered. Since his base form had changed, he'd been remembering things about metallurgy and blacksmithing he didn't know before. Now with the hammer, it was like he'd been born to wield it. He looked up and listened. A car was approaching. “Who the hell would be coming here?” he wondered. This place was a small ways off the main road and only those who wanted to come here did.
He went invisible and teleported to the front gate. “What the hell.” he whispered.
Angel looked up. “Well someone's here. I guess the rumors are true.”
“Well let's bust this gate down and kick some demon ass!” Faith said.
“We have to determine whether the presence here is demonic or not first Faith.” Linda, her watcher said.
“Maybe they've got some whiskey here?” Doyle asked as he stood and stretched. “That back seat is terrible.” He groused.
“Try riding in the trunk. If I ate food, I'd have lost it many times over by now.” Angel said. “We're being watched.
“Damn right you are.” A voice called “Get off our land. You're not wanted.”
Angel looked up. “No way. Not him.”
“What's up?” Doyle asked the paling vampire.
“Harris.” Angel sighed. “Harris lives here. I'll be in the car.”
“Who's this Harris guy?” Faith asked.
“You've forgotten me already Slayer?” Ben called. “I was the one who cleared out Boston for you.”
Faith looked around. “No way.”
Ben appeared in front of the gates.
“You look different from the last time I saw you.” Faith said.
Ben's fur changed to what Xander's base form was. “Better?”
“Shit.” Faith said. “It is you.”
“Mostly.” Ben agreed. “Why are you here?”
“Rumors that the school was occupied again. Place closed down due to some incidents that happened years ago.” Linda said. “What are you exactly?”
“What I am is my business. I suggest you leave. This is my home now.” Ben told her.
“We can't stay the night?” Doyle asked. “Some friend.”
“We were never friends.” Angel called from the car. “Let's just go!”
“We really should have left him in that retirement home.” Faith sighed. “He's such a crybaby.”
“He pulls his weight.” Doyle said with a sigh. “More than I do most days.”
“You have the visions, and that's enough.” Faith said. “We can't stay the night? It's a heck of drive to a big city.”
“Good thing you've got a designated night driver then.” Ben told her. “This house is free of any supernatural goobers at the moment.”
“What happened to you?” Angel asked. “We never got along, but you weren't this much of an ass.”
“I don't like people digging around my home. You all need to go now.” Ben said.
Faith glared at him. “This isn't over.”
“Sure it is, you keep driving and don't look back. Over and done.” Ben said. “Go on. No demons for you to kill here.”
“You heard the man.” Doyle said as he got back into the car.
Grudgingly, Faith and Linda got into the car. They drove off and Ben watched them go. He made sure to activate the security once he got into the house. They'd probably have company tonight. Slayers didn't give up that easily.
“You did what after you took me home?” Cordelia asked Xander.
“I, well Ben killed a goddess.” Xander said. “We tried the tranquilizer solution, we tried to keep her contained with the webbing. Before we used the ion cannon as a last resort, Ben went and played whack a mole with her. Eventually the damage was enough to cause her to revert to her human host to heal. The fall killed him. I just made sure he stayed dead.”
“I can't take you anywhere.” Cordelia sighed. “Did you bring back any baby pictures?”
“D'oh!” Xander said as he slapped his forehead.
“Next time, bring back photos.” She ordered.
“Yes dear.” Xander sighed.
“Good, now get dressed. We're chaperoning the dance tonight.” Cordelia ordered.
“Don't they have teachers for that?” Xander whined.
“Hank volunteered us.” Cordelia said. “I told you this ages ago.”
“I forgot. Things have been weird lately.” Xander said. “Last night made me forget a lot of things. We were almost caught by Sigfried and Roy at the Buffet.”
Cordelia shuddered. “Not them again.”
“Yeah.” Xander said with a nod. “Them.”
Frank Castle double and triple checked his munitions and weapons. Tonight was going to be fun. He stared at the rack of various grenades. “Better start this off with a bang.”
Wilson Fisk looked up from his book. “Company.”
“Sir we need to get you to a safe room.” One of his guards said as they rushed into the room. “The Punisher is here.”
“Next time you'd better have a good reason for interrupting me.” Fisk said as he stood.
“Sir, he's already gone through six teams.” The second guard said.
“Send more then.” Fisk said. “This is my fortress gentlemen. If I'm not safe here, I'm not safe anywhere.”
Outside the building....
“It would be best if you stayed away from this one spiders.” A figure cloaked in shadow said as both Spider-Man and Spider-Woman landed on the building across from the scene of actions wall.
Both masked heroes looked around. “Someone's causing trouble. We have to help.” Spider-Man said.
“It's being dealt with. By dawn the Kingpin will be dead.” The figure said.
“We have to let the courts deal with him.” Spider-Man said. “The system exists for a reason.”
“Hypocrite.” The figure called. “You work outside the law. The law which the man in there has in his pocket.”
“Let's go Spider.” Spider-Woman said. “This guy's creeping me out.”
The two heroes reluctantly left the scene.
The Doom bot chuckled. The low level Spider Sense trigger worked like a charm.
Faith winced as the flood lights came on. “Busted.” she muttered.
“Damn right you are.” Ben called. “Like you were just going to leave.”
“What are you going to do?” Faith asked. “You're one of the good guys right?”
“Right.” Ben grinned. “You'd better run now. You're trespassing.”
“Shit.” Faith said before she took off.
Ben laughed. The chase was on, and she had acres to go before the gate.