Hello. And welcome to Part two of Bullets Blades and Blood. This takes place after Avengers Arena and after Battle of the Atom. This "what if" is implied that what if Kitty did not find Laura on the streets and did not bring her to the X-Men. What if, instead, she returned to her former habits and is now trying to kill herself. Again. And the easiest way to do that is to use magic.

All characters are owned by Marvel and I take no credit for them.

Just like comics (=speech=) means it's a telepathic conversation.

"Well, that could've gone better." Deadpool said as they were getting off the C-130 and walking into the hanger bay.

"Shut it, Chemo." Venom hissed from in front.

Deadpool shrugged. "Look Nubs, I know you're upset about your failures, but that doesn't mean you can take em out on me, ya know. I was just hoping for a critical group session about how bad we got our asses handed to us is all."

There was a silent but mutual groan shared with the rest of the group. They all dragged themselves to the open metal and concrete bay sore and exhausted from the last week. Flash rubbed the back of his neck. "Now isn't the best time, so drop it."

"Actually, it is the best time. Still fresh in the 'ol memory banks. Best to get it out before it festers and begins to rot. And I don't know if you guys know this, but a festering rotting corpse ain't the thing I like to have around." Deadpool paused. "No offense, Castle." Punisher gave a gruff groan as he shifted his pack to relive the pain in his shoulder from the gunshot wound.

Ross had dropped his one medium duffle on the inside of the hanger as he entered the door. "Now may not be the best time for this Deadpool."

"I disagree." Elektra said, standing before him with her arms crossed. "We need to analyze the situation and figure out how to ensure it will not occur again. That's the purpose of the After Action Report."

The team seemed to agree as they stood in a semi-circle. Ross rubbed his temples. "Given the information that was given to me-"

"Given to you?" Venom scathed. "That's always the case isn't it? 'Given to you' that you so conveniently forget to 'give to us.' You retain all this intel, and expect us to figure it out on our own. That's how we keep getting shot and injured. You don't give us the full picture."

Ross arched a brow at the insubordination. He held a thumb to his chest as he said, "If you don't like the way I running this op-"

"What? You goin' to point me to the door? As if that's an option anymore."

"You're free to leave whenever you want, soldier." Ross stated with a hard stare.

"You don't get it" he said slowly with as much anger and bite as before. "We can't operate cohesively if we go in blind every time. Communication is a two-way street, and your fat, red ass is blockin' up both."

Deadpool chuckled. "Damn, son. Preach it."

Now, everyone was speaking, putting in their two cents until it equaled a buck forty. The others were arguing and pointing fingers at one another, blaming one another for not being at the evacuation site, or not watching a corner or their back close enough. Forcing them to rely on one another instead of just themselves.

Deadpool, for once, was silent. He leaned back slightly from the circle and arched a confused brow at something interesting that was happening from across the hanger bay. He crossed his arms and watched as someone was coming toward the small gaggle of arguing adults. Everyone was so eager to pick a fight with the Red Hulk, none of them noticed the assailant that was crawling across the beams in the ceiling. He tilted his head in confusion as it drew closer.

"Furthermore, you bring a killer onto his team who kills innocents." Flash pointed a finger at Ross as he spoke. "And you expect me to do or trust anything you say when you have a dog like that barely tied to a leash?"

Ross took a deep breath trying to control his anger. "You better say what you need to say, boy, because the next words outta your mouth are goin' to come with teeth and blood."

Venom threw a fist at the old man who caught it and started to changed into his behemoth state. Venom then drew a gun and pointed it at Red Hulk who gave a roar.

A black rope descended from the ceiling and wrapped around Venoms throat. The person who was scaling the ceiling dropped, holding the rope and acted as the counter weight, pulling up Venom by the neck. When it landed, their long black hair covered their face. It popped its head back, and with one quick glace around the room, jumped again and used Venom as their counter weight.

Elektra had already drawn her sai and was ready to stab the intruder, but it was focused more on Red Hulk than the other two. It jumped from shoulder to shoulder as Hulk was trying to catch it. Punisher fired rounds at it only for them to hit Hulk and bounce off.

Hulk didn't realizes what the assailant was doing until it was too late. The rope was wrapped around his wrists and all it took was a hard pull to make his hands useless. The assailant jumped off his back and between his legs, wrapping them in the rope and tripping him. Hulk fell with a loud thud and gave a roar.

The assailant had only seconds to counter Elektra's attack. Elektra's strike was like a viper, quick and deadly. The assailant jumped back only moments to dodge both Elektra and the Punishers bullets. Electra ran up to it and got in close. Elektra swung from left to right, but the assailant dodged her attacks. Elektra moved to give a downward strike and the assailant unsheathed the sword on her hip and used it as a defensive weapon.

The Punisher was useless right now. The assailant had Elektra acting as cover. Frank ran to the side to get a better angle the assailant was better trained and kept Elektra at their front.

"Why aren't you helping?" Castle yelled at Deadpool who was more amused at the situation more than anything.

"I'm waiting on my popcorn." he shouted back. Deadpool threw Punisher a bowie knife and smirked. Punisher took the knife and went in knowing that he wouldn't get much at a distance.

Hulk was trying to rip the rope apart only to see that every movement he made, he was putting Venom in more danger. The more Red Hulk tried to get up or out, the higher Venom would go and the tighter the noose got.

The assailant was dodging as well as they could until both Elektra and Punisher came at it with an uppercut. It shifted right and went low. Using both elbows, it hit them both in the stomach and then chin as they came to recoil from the shot. The assailant then grabbed both by the backs if their necks and head banged both together.

Using the slightly disorientated state, she took the knife from Punisher and punched him in the kidney. Elektra recovered and went to stab the assailant. They quickly spun to the side and grabbed Elektra by the wrist.

Punisher recovered and ran at the assailant. The assailant spun behind the red assassin and grabbed her other wrist and threw her over its shoulder, throwing her into Punisher. He fell due to Elektra's weight but she managed to recover and was on her feet in no time.

"You're skilled." Elektra complemented.

"Thank you," it said, revealing it was a female, "now stop attacking." Elektra paused but tensed. The assailant held up its hands to fight but kept its distance. "I do not wish to harm you, but if you continue, you leave me no option."

Punisher stood up slowly and held the knife tightly, "You attacked us first."

"I attacked Venom because he provoked and had intentions of killing Red Hulk. You two joined the fight after the fact. You are not my target."

Elektra looked over at Punished slightly to see his damages; his gunshot wound from earlier that week was reopening and had sustained a slash to his leg during the fight. The assassin looked back the girl. She waited until they all returned beaten and battered from a fight before she attacked. Elektra quickly spied Deadpool who still looked amused and didn't move a single muscle during the battle. Healing factor easily could've beaten this bitch.

Forced to do the one thing she hated, Elektra held up her hands and slowly put her sai on the ground. The girl didn't see the smirk on her face she bent her head.

Venom dropped to the ground with a knife in his hand as he wretched the rope from around his head. "Let's try that again." he said as he reached for his side arm.

The girl looked at him and slowly turned. She smiled as she took a few jogging steps and put her hands up like a boxing match. Venom snorted slightly as he released his side arm and put his hands up to fight.

They circled slowly at first, but when she moved her hair out of her face, he stopped. "You're that kid?"

"And you have let your guard down." She said and turned the face on her watch. A high pitched screech emitted from it, forcing him to drop to his knees and grab his ears. The others did as well except for Deadpool who seemed to smile more. The symbiote started to slither away from Thompson who was more concerned with the future ear damage than his suit.

She shut off the sound when the symboite was far enough way to her liking.

"BOSS FIGHT!" Deadpool said in a deeper than usual voice. "FIGHT!" He was singing the Mortal Combat theme to her as he took a fighting stance and danced.

The girl arched a brow and dismissed him. She walked away from Deadpool and towards Hulk. He was still struggling to get out of the rope. Obviously, not the sailor of the group. "Where is she?" The assailant asked. "You forged the documents to get her out. Where is she?"

Hulk gave an angered look at the girl. "You think just because I'm tied up-"

She flexed her hand and two metal claws emerged from her knuckles. "Where is she?"

He looked at her claws and made the connections of who she was. "Ms Wolverine?" Hulk said with a tone that boarded on unwelcomed house guest and slight intrigue.

The girl arched an annoyed brow at him and moved closer to Red Hulk. "Where?"

"You're going to have to be more specific, girl."

"Mercy. Where is she?"

"Why?"

"I am not here to hurt her, if that is what you are concerned with."

"Why Mercy?"

"What does it matter?"

The Red Hulk arched a defiant brow of his own. "It matters to me."

He continued on about how she was going to fail but she wasn't listening anymore. She turned her ear to the small sound that was coming from further within the bay. She turned her back on Red Hulk and walked towards it.

"Hey." he yelled catching her attention.

"There are medical supplies in my pack." she said over her shoulder as she walked past Deadpool. She walked to the back of the bay and into an office that was adjacent to the outside world. When she did her recon three days ago, she had noticed the armory safe but nothing seemed out of the ordinary. It smelled like an armory and had the thick metal door to go with it. But as she walked closer, she could smell it now; neothyol.

She moved to open the safe lock when Red Hulk stood behind her and held the door closed.

"Walk away, girl." he rumbled. She gave him a defiant look and waited patiently for him to quit. He took his hand off the door to usher her away. She slipped from his grasp and went for the Achilles tendon to sever it. He gave a roar of pain and fell back, trying to land on her. The only thing he succeeded at was falling on his back.

She jumped on his chest and held her fist at the roof of his mouth. "Do not get in my way."

With a smirk, he bit down, trying to sever her arm. She gave her own smirk and popped her claws into his skull. He opened his mouth to scream and she moved.

She kept one foot claw in the roof of his mouth, and one hand pointed at his eye. "Get out of my way." She demanded again.

She could hear a throaty laugh reverberate in her skull. Her file did say she was telekinetic.

Laura removed her claws and opened the door to the prisoner. Hulk pushed the door closed again. "She has to stay asleep or her powers are unchecked." He said, licking the wound at the roof of his mouth.

Laura looked at the thick door then at the Hulk. "Then lock me in."

Laura entered and saw the woman with pink hair pulled back in a low pony tail and a long black dress sitting in a modest chair at the opposite end of the armory. She gave a smile at the young woman and motioned for her to enter further.

=What is it you want?= she asked telepathically

Laura took a seat opposite of her. =I have read your file from the X-Men and Avengers. There is little information of you, but I believe that you have the powers that I require. =

=What do you want?=

Laura arched a brow. "You know what I want. Why I'm here."

"I know." Mercy smiled, "I just want you to say it."

Laura looked away from her and at her hands. "I am a weapon. I need to die."

"Perhaps, but you do not want to die." Her voice was thick with guile.

"I will only kill. I have only killed."

"And you cannot do this yourself?"

Laura gently shook her head. "I have tried. Any wound inflicted will only regenerate. Even if I inflict enough to lower my healing, I will lack the strength to finish. I need someone with magic to kill me. Most of whom I know who can, will not. And those who will, will use the knowledge to kill Wolverine."

Mercy gave a smile. "I have seen though your eyes the statists required to maim everyone outside of this room." Laura gave a warning look at the woman. "A favor for a favor." Mercy offered.

Laura arched a brow. "What is the favor?"

Mercy smirked and leaned forward. "That you loosen my reigns." She broadcasted a quick image of Red Hulk, and Laura understood what was meant.

"That request fully exudes the purpose of this visit."

Mercy leaned back and held her hands wide. "I can do what you seek. I can end all of this. I just need you to kill one more." Images of all the people she has killed started to play back behind Laura's eyes. "What's one more?"

"What is one less?" Laura asked as she stood and walked away.

"Laura," Mercy called, "You do this; it's your last one. The last time you will be used as a weapon, the blade. All you have to do is kill one more man."

"You are wrong." Laura stated with her back turned. "All of the others were willing to die for him. And if you become loose, who will stop you?"

"The same could've been said about you five years ago. Or even, five weeks ago."

Laura felt the tips of her claws prick her skin. "I know what I have done, but I realize now that change, while an option, is not a practical one."

Mercy tiled her head in sarcastic spite. "And death is the practical alternative?"

Laura turned her head to see the woman over her shoulder. "I am not a hero. I am barely human. For the things I have done, I have been forced to do, there is no redemption for me."

There was a throaty chuckle. "You and I are the same, Laura." Laura turned a confused brow at this. "We offer peace to people who so desperately want it."

Her piety was severed as she reverted to anger. "You are mistaken if you think that is my goal." Laura reached up a hand and knocked three times.

"I think I found a new nick name for you" Deadpool said as he elbowed Flash in the shoulder. "Auto-erotica asphyxiation." He poked the bruise that was around his throat from the rope.

The suit went up and over his face and Venom stood to look at the red mercenary. "Where were you during the fight?"

"You mean besides enjoying the show?" Deadpool asked with a smirk and shrugged. "Kids got mad skills, but no sense in the team's best member to kill her off so easily. Ya know. Keep 'em in suspense an stuff." He paused, "Like growing mushrooms."

Venom had a look of pure confusion. "There are like, six things wrong with that sentence."

Deadpool shrugged and looked over at Elektra patching up Punisher, again. "When you play chess, you let the pawns go first." Deadpool furrowed his brows and looked at Venom again. "That's how you play chess right? You let the pawns go first?"

"You're fucking hopeless." Venom shook his head at the confusion and walked away.

Deadpool crossed his arms and watched as Red Hulk opened the door the girl to be released and locked the door behind her. The girl offered apologies, but did not wait for everyone to accept them. Retrieving her bag, she walked past Deadpool. "Didn't go as planned, huh?"

She stopped walking but looked at her feet. After a moment, she took a breath as if to say something, but when she looked up at his mask, it was lost in her throat. With a sigh, she looked away and started walking again.

He grabbed her by the arm roughly and jerked her back to his line of sight. She kept her eyes down as he looked her over. He wanted to say something helpful for her, but what came out was "What are you doing tonight?"

She met his gaze with confusion. "What did you have in mind?"

He released so he could shrug. "I don't know. Things we'll regret later?"

She tiled her head in confusion. "If we will regret them later, why do it at all?"

"Part of life kid. How about… reduce the homeless pet population of Manhattan with two pistols and some silencers?"

"No."

"What? It's only for the cats. And squirrels. And maybe some of the pigeons. Okay, its mostly because of the pigeons." She gave an authoritive look that made him sigh. "Fine. Little Miss Bossy McCrabbypants McGee." He muttered, which only gave her more confusion at the obvious mispronouncing of her name.

"Ms. Wolverine." Red Hulk called from across the room. Laura turned her head to him as he motioned for her to come to him. She gave a curious look at Deadpool, who only shrugged with the same confusion. Not sure of how to proceed, she did as instructed and stood before the older male. Deadpool, being a Nosy Nancy, followed.

Red Hulk had his hands on his hips and was glaring at her. Laura assumed his was his 'I'm very disappointed at you' or 'you're in trouble now' look. Logan had perfected his look, Ross's was nothing in comparison. "You storm into my base-"

"Incorrect. Storm implies intent to seize and or conquer."

He put a finger in her face. "Don't interrupt."

She arched a brow. "Does it make you angry?" She asked condescendingly.

Hulk took a deep breath and continued. "You storm in, damn near kill my team, and expect to walk out?"

"Yes. As stated, I did not storm, no one on the team is dead, and the purpose of the infiltration was a failure."

He crossed his arms and seemed to consider her sentence. "Are all of your infiltrations usually failures?"

"No." She shifted her eyes to better study his posture. "Shouldn't your entire team be present for this decision?"

"They are."

"Then you will not wait for DareDevil or Scarlet Witch to arrive? They are the only ones left that can fall into your color scheme." They both had aggravation written on their face. "This may come as a shock to you, but a team does not actually need a 'Wolverine' to be considered legitimate."

"No, but it does help sell." Deadpool smirked from behind her.

Laura ignored the comment. "Furthermore, Venom has already shown a distaste for dogs. And your dog will kill you if the moment presents itself. Finally, looking at the team you have complied, I have three distinct characteristic that will cause unit malfunctions. One, I work best alone. You have nothing but loners, making team work improbable to impossible. Two, If you give me a uniform, I will look like Deadpools' sidekick. "

"Is that really so bad?" Deadpool asked with a smirk.

Further ignoring Deadpool all together, "And three, a team that has a three to one ratio of sexes tends to work best. On a team of six, you already have two females. Anymore will cause friction and unnecessary drama. "

"Shows what you know. Friction with three females is always hot. Especially with that funky 80's music in the background." Deadpool said aloud, warranting Ross to groan in annoyance.

Hulk gave a stern knife hand. "Shut up, Wilson." He readjusted his focus to the girl. "I'm not going to make you do anything you don't want to do."

Laura paused. She was actually given a choice. "Thank you. You need to remain in your current state and get those two out of here as quickly as possible." She said pointing at Elektra and Punisher.

"Why."

She looked at the open space of the hanger bay and popped her claws. "Magic has a very distinctive signature." She turned to Wade while Punisher was assisted by Elektra out of the hanger bay. "I need you to shoot me."

"Awesome." He said, drawing a gun and shooting her a seven times in the chest and torso. She fell and grabbed her wounds.

A bright light filled the room and everyone turned to look at it. Cyclops, Magneto, and Magic were in the middle of the room, looking at Red Hulk, Venom, and Deadpool all circling Laura, who was bleeding on the ground. "Assist me!" Laura shouted to them.

Deadpool looked at the oh- so- wounded girl. "I so no longer want you on my team."