++++++ Yes it's another story!

I can't help it!

This will be a Deadpool/X-Men crossover.

I hope i can do Wade justice.

Please enjoy.

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One

There are those days where you wake up in the morning and you know that it's going to be a good day.

Today was not one of those days.

There are those days where you wake up in the morning and you just know that no matter what you do, it's going to be totally fucked up.

Today was one of those days.

First of all, she was late for work.

Shelby Cooper woke up to the familiar sound of her phone demanding to be answered and not be hidden away like a dirty whore, it was her boss telling her that if she was late again…she was going to be fired. When she went to question why the alarm hadn't gone off, Shelby found it shattered in a million pieces, littered with bullet holes.

That was the third alarm clock that month.

Pulling her shaggy violet hair back in a bun so it was out of her face, the journalist crossed the floor of their three-bedroom apartment, her skin shimmering in the morning light, changing as she looked for her boyfriend. On the outside, Shelby Cooper looked like just another goth-punk with an unusual taste for things in life but one the inside she was so much more. Born a mutant with the ability to shapeshift, Shelby had jade green scaly skin, piercing green slitted eyes and violet hair. In her everyday life she looked like one of those weirdos you ignored on the street.

"Wade?" Shelby yawned, searching for her beloved mercenary with a heart of…well she wouldn't call it gold that's for sure. "Wade why the hell did you shoot out my alarm?"

Silence.

That certainly wasn't good.

When one is dating Wade Wilson aka Deadpool, silence is deadly in the truest sense.

Her ears twitched as she felt the ever so subtle shift in the lounge room and she dove to the left. A red and black blurred shape crashed headfirst into the ground followed by a series of moans and not so subtle curses. "Answer my question, lover," Shelby snapped, stepping her foot on his throat. "Why did you shoot out my goddamn alarm?"

"I can see your lady parts," he sniggered underneath his mask. His hand crawled up her now pale leg, slinking like a spider on a mission to get to the dark reaches of space. "Someone needs a shave."

Shelby's left eye twitched and she put more pressure on her foot, almost crushing his throat. "This is serious Wade."

"You know what's serious babe?" he answered. "I threw away all your underwear…you didn't need 'em anymore. Easier access." He wrapped his hand around her ankle and yanked her to the ground. "No underwear makes me a very happy boy."

"Wade!" she hissed. "I have to go to work. Some of us have to at least pretend we have a legitimate job."

"I'll pay you," Wade replied.

Shelby leant forward with every intention of telling him that there was no way that she could afford her but a new scent hit her nose. It was the smell of expensive leather and just enough aftershave to be classified not offensive. "Someone's coming," she whispered. Her hand ghosted back over Wade's leg, ignoring the painful obvious bulge in his constantly warn suit to reach for one of the guns he always had on him.

She found Heaven, a Beretta M9 with a pearl grip, his hand took hold of Hell, a matching gun with a red gip. The two of them aimed their guns at the open door, ready to load a clip onto the intruder only to see that there was no one there.

"I can only imagine had you not been engaged in an act of depravity with the front door wide open, I'd probably be dead by now." The speaker was sitting on the couch in a suit more expensive than anything they owned. "Shelby Cooper, code name Jade Dragon and Wade Wilson, code name Deadpool…you two are remarkably hard to track down."

"That's the point," Wade answered, "who are you? Answer quickly before my sexy girlfriend litters you with the bad kind of holes."

Shelby got to her feet, gun still aimed on him. "Who the fuck are you?" she asked him.

"All you need to know is I'm in a position to pay you an awfully lot of money for a job," he answered. "You can call me Mr B." He slid an envelope across the coffee table and waited for Shelby to pick it up. Inside was a map, a photo and some kind of profile.

It was the photo that made Shelby's heart sink into her stomach. A little girl with piercing blue eyes and ebony curls looked back at her. "What the hell is this?" Shelby snapped. "If you're some kind of sick bastard with a fetish for little girls I will end your ass right here and now!"

"That little girl is my daughter," he explained, "her name is Gaia. I hadn't known her mother was pregnant with her until after she left. It took some time but I managed to find her. Selene is a member of a cult known as the Children of the Earth. I don't know the specifics and nor do I wish to, however Gaia was born on a very auspicious date within the cult and the believe that she is Gaia reborn in human form."

"Stupid name," Wade pouted. "You know what's a cool name? Sally. Should have called her Sally."

"Shut up, Wade," Shelby answered. "You want us to rescue her?"

"There is a school," Mr B nodded, "I want you to take Gaia there. Usually mutant abilities present themselves on the onset of puberty but hers have started to manifest much sooner leading them to believe that she is the prophesised child to destroy the world and reshape it in their image."

Shelby shook her head. "She's just a child."

"She will be raised as a weapon," Mr B told her. "If my daughter is to have any kind of normal life, she must be liberated and brought to Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters. I cannot afford a child in my life now or even ever. She will have everything she needs though."

Shelby bit the inside of her lip. She knew Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters, the good guys who wasted their time a few times a year trying to recruit her to the mutant cause. She wanted nothing to with them at all, more neutral than Sweden was her saying. "Except her family," she muttered, feeling the familiar bitter sting of having no blood apart from her psychotic sister.

"Do we get to go rescue Sally?" Wade piped up.

"Gaia," Shelby corrected him. "And yes, we'll take it."

Mr B smirked. "You don't know the rest of it. Gaia is powerful…even for a mutant and even at six. All she knows is her mother and those in the cult. She may need to be sedated." He reached into his suit pocket and came out with a small black zipped case. "This is a dose of Ketamine. She will need everything in the needle. I've wired half the sums into your account now and you'll get the other half when the job is done." He got to his feet, leaving the case on the table. "The number is in the envelope. Best of luck."

Shelby slammed the door behind him and sighed. "Drugging a child…Jesus fucking Christ."

This was one of those days where you wake up in the morning and you just know that no matter what you do, it's going to be totally fucked up.