Uncanny Young X-Men
Chapter 1: The Rise of Deadpuddle- Part 1
By
The Uncanny R-Man
Disclaimer- All familiar characters belong to Marvel Comics-
Salem Centre, sixteen years from now-
Night had fallen upon the small town of Salem Centre in upstate New York. Even though Salem Centre was a relatively small town, it had a thriving criminal underground. Bobby Gee was one such member of said underground. Bobby was a two-bit sack of bloated puss whose main deal was selling drugs. If you wanted an illegal substance, Bobby was your man. On this particular night, he happened to be hanging in his crib with the rest of his minions.
KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK!
'At last, the pizza's here.' Bobby sighed impatiently as he motioned to one of his lackeys. 'Go and get it, will ya? I'm freakin' starvin' here.'
The minion did as he was told and crossed over the room to peer through the peephole in the door. Sure enough, it was the pizza delivery guy. Or to be more precise, pizza delivery girl.
Once the minion was sure that the person at the other side of the door was indeed delivering pizza, he opened the door to receive the food.
'That'll be fifteen bucks sixty.' The rather bored-looking delivery girl yawned.
'Here, keep the change.' The minion responded as he passed the girl a handful of notes and opened the box. 'Hey, there ain't even no pizza in this box. It's empty!'
Inside the box was a note with a pink smiley face with black circles around the eyes.
The pizza delivery girl's form seemed to fizzle out like the picture on a badly tuned television. Soon standing in her place was a young woman dressed head-to-toe in black and pink. The mask on her face was the same as that one the note inside the pizza box. The mask had a hole in the back of it, allowing long purple hair to flow freely.
'Sorry, pizza's running late.' The masked woman apologized. 'The boss asked me to bring you some compensation. Namely a quick and painful death with a side order of awesome!'
The pink and black-clad woman unsheathed a sword from her back and promptly decapitated the goon that had answered the door.
SLICE!
'Heh. That's no way to get a-head in life.' The girl quipped.
Upon seeing their companion dispatched so suddenly, Bobby and the rest of his minions leapt in to action.
'She just killed Greg!' Bobby blurted out in disbelief. 'She cut his freakin' head off!'
'Well, what are you chowderheads waiting for?' The sword-wielding girl challenged Bobby and his goons, a smirk on her masked face. 'Who wants to be the first one to try their luck? Roll up, roll up. Shoot the cute girl and win a prize!'
Bobby and his goons didn't need to be told twice as they opened fire on the young woman.
BLAM! BLAM! BLAM!
The young woman easily spun and ducked out of the way of the gunfire. She leapt around the room, spinning her sword about, slicing and dicing the goons and singing all the way.
'Hey-ho a dilly-o it's a slicing and dicing and bloodletting as we go!' The young woman sung as she lopped off the arm of one poor unfortunate scumbag. 'Give that man a hand! Hee!'
Soon, there was nothing left of Bobby and his goons apart from dead people and disembodied limbs.
'Mmm, gratuitous violence makes me hungry.' The young woman sighed. 'What's taking that pizza?'
'What the…?'
The sword-wielding young woman turned to see the real pizza delivery guy standing in the doorway. His face had turned pale as a sheet once he saw the mayhem the young woman had wrought.
'Hey, pizza!' The young woman grinned as she hopped over to the delivery guy. 'You're a lifesaver, cutie. Mwah!'
The young woman planted a kiss on the delivery guy's cheek and took the pizza, skipping down along the hallway.
The Xavier Institute for Higher Learning-
All was quiet in the home of the mutant heroes known as the X-Men. Nothing was stirring, not even a mouse. That was until the window to the room that Moira Sinclair shared with Bea Wilson opened up and a figure dressed all in pink and black carefully climbed into the room. Bea Wilson, the daughter of Deadpool and Psylocke, had just returned from a successful night of slaughtering evildoers.
Bea had chosen to take the codename of Deadpuddle. Puddle was a smaller version of pool, and what was she but a smaller version of Deadpool? She was her father's daughter, indeed. She didn't want to have quite the same outfit as her father, so she chose to make it pink instead of red. She really liked pink, being a girly-girl at heart. Albeit a girly-girl that liked guns, swords, and gratuitous violence.
Bea removed her mask and flopped down onto her bed.
'Shhh! Be vewy vewy quiet.' The young mutant whispered to nobody in particular. 'I've been hunting scumbags.'
Thankfully, her roommate was a heavy sleeper and wouldn't have been woken by Bea's clattering about. Bea quickly changed into her nightwear and stuffed her pink and black outfit underneath her bed. She could hide the evidence of he nocturnal sojourn in the morning. Right now she had to sleep.
The next day-
Morning had risen at the Xavier Institute and the mansion's occupants were going about their business. Bea was taking a shower while Moira was left to clean up the mess in the bedroom.
'Ach. Does that girl have any idea of cleanliness?' Moira muttered to herself as she picked up the clothes that had been scattered all over the room.
The redheaded she-wolf stopped and sniffed the air as she detected a strange metallic scent in the air. As daughter of Rahne Sinclair, also known as the lupine mutant Wolfsbane, Moira had inherited her mother's heightened senses and lycanthropic shape-shifting. Her brothers Seth and Doug also inherited those abilities.
The scent was coming from underneath Bea's bed. Moira knelt down and pulled out a bloodstained pink and black outfit.
'Blood. I knew it.' Moira frowned as she sniffed the splashed of blood on her roommate's outfit. 'Wait a minute… It isn't even hers! What has she been getting up to?'
TBC…
Next: The Rise of Deadpuddle- Part 2
Has Bea's secret been blown? How will the rest of her teammates react once they find out what she's been doing at night? Tune in next time to find out…