The Pool
Author's Note: What happens to Deadpool after Origins?
Prologue
Weapon XI woke up with a start, doctors were all around him. They jumped as he glared at them. He got up and one doctor shook his head and pushed him back on the bed. Weapon XI extracted his blades and sliced the man's head off. The doctors ran and he turned to the window. His memories were coming back now that he wasn't under control. He remembered his name Wade Wilson. Some of who he was. His first completed thought was to get back at Stryker. But then he realized he couldn't do much in a gown mouth barely apart and looking like he escaped a horror movie. Then he thought what if I am in a horror movie? Hey you that's reading this. Is this a horror piece of literary work?" Weapon XI shrugged punched the glass and jumped out. He fell and then teleported to a store. People screamed and ran. He walked up to the cash register. "Hey lady." The cashier was cowering far behind the register. "You got any black and red fabric? I'm going to need lots of it." "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" "Okay." He turned to the clothes section. He took everything that was black and red. "You know what? I just realized I have no money to pay for all this." He went to the cash register took out a hundred then laid it on the counter. He then walked outside.
Isn'tthere supposed to be like a twentieth century fox thing coming on right now? Or I don't get my own movie? If I do Ryan Reynolds better portray me right or there's gonna be…well I can't say that because I can't break the fifth wall. I think I'm gonna call me Deadpool. Yeah, I feel like food. I wonder if I could eat. I really need to…" "Shut up! Jesus Christ!" A man said. Deadpool's arm blade silently unsheathed themselves.