Okey dokey! Chapter two is go! Sorry I took so stupidly long to update! Hopefully with chapter 3 it won't be the case. Anyhow, please enjoy! And maybe leave a review? I'd love to know what you think :)
"This is insane." Lillian muttered to herself. "This is totally insane."
Subtlety, it seemed, was not at all how Deadpool rolled. He strolled leisurely down the corridors of what seemed to be a storage warehouse (from what Lillian could make out) firing 'warning shots' at the ceiling every few metres. Lillian, who kept a few paces back from him, flinched every time.
He called it warding them off. Lillian called it wasting precious bullets.
"What's your name anyways?" Deadpool called over his shoulder, stirring her from her thoughts. "Lily, wasn't it?"
"Lillian." She corrected him.
She was attempting to stay as close to him as possible, though it made her feel as if she were in just as much danger. This guy was obviously a time bomb. Any second now she was sure he'd snap and shot them both for a laugh or something. Lillian grimaced and tried to push away the thought. She was being ridiculous. There were far more important things that she ought to be concerned about. She crossed her arms – a comfort thing – and glanced around nervously. They'd heard 'back up' busting down the door… where were they?
Deadpool didn't seem fazed at all by the sudden absence of the noise and chaos, he seemed far more concerned with casual chitchat. He turned to face her, walking backwards as he studied her. Even through his mask she could see that he scrunched up his nose in distaste. "No, I'mma go with Lily."
Lillian continued to scan their surroundings distractedly. "Whatever works for you, Spandex," she replied.
He tilted his head to study her with a smirk before firing another round of bullets at the ceiling. Lillian flinched.
"Is that really necessary?!" She asked pointedly.
"All part of the plan, babe! You know, you seem a little tense. If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were scared."
"I am scared!"
He seemed genuinely shocked.
"What?! I told you I got this!" Deadpool held out his arms. "Lily, trust me, I've-"
Deadpool whipped around. There was noise again – voices and footsteps – just up around the corner. He cocked his gun.
Ooohhh! Someone's coming!
That sounded like three? Maybe four voices?
I AM SO EXCITED!
Let's not make this too gory though, there's a lady present after all.
Stabbity rip stab stab!
"Come on!" Deadpool said gleefully, taking hold of Lillian's hand and dragging her forwards.
He was so excited! It had been all far too easy on the way in. No one had been on edge, no one had been aware that he was on his way. Their guards were down – he made a note to make a courtesy call ahead and let them know that he was on his way next time. Not to mention the good for nothing guns he had used to kill the first four guys! He was testing out some new ones he'd picked up and the pricks had been silencers! What was the point of a gun that didn't go 'bang'?! What kind of idiot invents something as useless as that?
Well, not this time! No siree! There was going to be blood and guts and LOUD NOISES! Deadpool was positively beaming as they rounded the corner-
Only to discover no one was there.
"Holy misleading atmosphere, Batman…" Deadpool murmured and his shoulders slumped.
"Who's Batman?" Lillian asked, puzzled.
Deadpool waved a hand absently, "Oh, he's DC. Don't worry, you won't get it."
Lillian scoffed, fast becoming used to ignoring the dribble that seemed to be all this psycho was capable of speaking.
Childishly, he stomped his foot. "Man! I can't catch a break! I thought for sure I was gunna get to kill someone! Why doesn't anyone want to shoot me?! Am I truly that likeable?" he asked, utterly forlorn.
If Lillian could have raised her eyebrows any higher at the statement, they would have disappeared into her hairline.
"Don't be too sure." Came a throaty voice from behind them.
A huge man with more hair on his upper lip than the top of his head smirked at the pair. He was huge. An absolute giant! The biggest man Lillian supposed she had ever seen!
BANG!
He was dead on the floor before he had even managed to cock his gun.
Lillian stared breathlessly at the dead mound of a man. Her eyes were bugging out of her head as she glanced over to Deadpool. He'd lowered himself onto one knee with his gun still pointed to where the massive man had stood. He'd moved so fast that Lillian had missed it completely. Evidently, the fat guy had too.
Then came the sound of footsteps. For certain this time, there was someone – a group of someones – coming their way.
"Stay here," Deadpool whispered. He stood up and rounded the corner.
As silently as she could, Lillian moved to the wall and pressed herself up against it. There she stayed and waited with bated breath, flinching as the sound of several gunshots rang out. There was the thud of a body hitting the ground which was soon followed by the sound of laughter – rough, harsh laughter.
"What kind of asshole wears this kind of get up?" One of them grunted. "Looks like a freakin' Power Ranger."
"What was he thinking? Taking on the five of us. God damn moron is what."
Lillian's heart began thundering in her chest. They'd killed him. This was it, she was going to die! What if she just handed herself over quietly? Told them that she had never wanted to go with him, he'd pointed a gun at her and told her to march! Being held captive beat the hell out of being dead.
Suddenly, a gunshot sounded. A man screamed out in pain and there was the dull thud of a body falling to the floor.
"What the-"
"Sorry boys!" came Deadpool's voice. A strange mixture of dread and relief swirled within Lillian. He was alive. "You missed... BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!"
Lillian flinched and covered her ears at the sound of more gun shots. Silence rang out and she raised her head, craning her neck in an attempt to peak around the corner but it was in vein. She couldn't see anything and there was no way she was stepping out there to have a look.
"Ok!" Deadpool called. "You can come out, Lily."
"God damn it." She moaned and ever so slowly, Lillian obeyed and edged around the corner.
There he stood, proud as punch with his hands on his hips, surrounded by five dead bodies and just as many pools of blood.
"Oh God." The smell of blood filled her nostrils.
"See?"
Her stomach churned.
"Nothing to worry about! I had everything under con-"
"BLEEEGHHGH!" Lillian threw up violently in the corner.
"Eww." Said Deadpool, backing away from the wretching girl. He watched from a distance with his hand pressed quite camply to his chest in disgust until Lillian was finished.
She remained bent over for a few moments, attempted to catch her breath before she wiped her mouth on the back of her hand and stared up at Deadpool.
"Y-you killed them!"
"Of course I did!"
"They're… they're dead…"
"Yep. That tends to happen when you kill someone."
Lillian glanced at each of the lifeless faces. "These were people's sons… brothers… oh God, what if they had children?"
"Not our problem, babe." Deadpool said, reloading his gun. "You want to get out of here or what?"
Lillian nodded, still feeling quite shaken. She'd never seen a dead body before. And she'd certainly never been the cause for anyone's death. She shook her head, trying to snap out of it. She needed to have her whits about her if she wanted to make it out of there alive because, well, one of them had to.
Ten minutes and seven dead bodies later, Lillian couldn't decide whether this Deadpool guy was a complete and utter idiot, or an absolute genius.
He acted as though it was all a game. Like it was fun. But he moved and shot with such precision that it almost seemed as if it were an art form. Neither she or Deadpool had a single scratch on them, and she hadn't had to so much as raise the gun she'd been given yet! She could even see the exit at the end of the corridor they were walking along!
And just like that, she watched as a bullet flew through Deadpool's forehead and exploded out through the back of his skull. His body went limp instantly and fell to the ground.
Murphy's Law: If everything seems to be going well, you've obviously overlooked something.
Lillian froze in horror, unable to do anything but stare at the dead man in spandex, part of her feeling awful that at such a time she was able to appreciate that if she were about to die, at least she was wearing something sensible.
Lillian let out an almighty scream as two rough hands took hold of her by the shoulders.
"There you are, chicca." The man bent down into her line of vision to study her face with a cruel grin. "Been lookin' all over for you. You and your little friend here have caused quite a bit of trouble for us."
Lillian gripped her gun and raised it, quick as a flash. She had been fast enough – just fast enough – to prevent the guy from drawing his own weapon. There he stood, watching her, waiting for her next move.
Her hands shook but she glared at him determinedly, her finger rested firmly over the trigger.
"Back the hell up, buddy." She ordered.
For a moment she thought he was going to obey. For a moment she thought she would be alright. But then she found herself distracted by the grunting form of Deadpool pulling himself up of the floor.
The man took the opportunity to lunge at her. She cried out in pain as he collided into her and grabbed hold of both of her wrists, attempting to wrestle the gun out of her grasp. She met his eye, he was furious. Manic. If he won this struggle, he would kill her.
She managed to line the barrel of the gun up with his forehead.
If she didn't do it now, she would die. Right there. In that god damn warehouse, Lord only knows where.
She had to do it.
She had to.
Lillian gritted her teeth… and pulled the trigger. And a thin jet of water squirted out of the barrel, plastering the man's bangs to his forehead. Lillian wasn't sure between the two of them who must have looked more shocked. It wasn't something that she had time to find out as the anger crept back onto her attackers face. He released her wrists and wrapped his fingers around her throat.
Before he'd even managed to tighten his grip, the tip of a knife suddenly protruded out from his left eye. He became a dead weight on top of Lillian before Deadpool hauled him off of her and reached down to help her to her feet.
"You ok?" Deadpool asked.
"A WATER GUN?!" She shrieked, pelting it at him. It bounced harmlessly off of his chest and hit the ground. "A WATER GUN?!"
"What, you thought I'd actually give you an actual loaded weapon did ya?"
"Yes! Why the hell would you give me a water gun?"
"To make you feel safe!"
"A real gun would have made me feel-Holy SHIT! You're… you're alive!"
"Obviously!"
"But-but how?! I saw him shoot you in the head! I saw the back of your head explode. I saw-"
"I guess it was a trick of light."
"A trick of light?!"
"Yeah! You got any other explanations? Look at me, I'm standing right in front of you, not a scratch on me."
Lillian stared at him breathlessly. It had been a stressful day to say the least. Perhaps she hadn't seen what she thought she'd…
CRRRRRRRRRR!
She jumped at the sound of Deadpool pushing open the door, sunlight flowed in, making his bright red suit look all the more bright red. She waited for a few moments while he scanned their surroundings before she approached him slowly and hesitantly.
"What do you see?" Lillian whispered.
Deadpool grinned. "A getaway car!"
He grabbed her by the wrist and hauled her excitedly towards his new ride. "Come on! Coast is clear!"
Unbelievably, the door was unlocked. Deadpool leaned in and tipped the sun visor, the keys tumbled out into his hand. With a huge grin, he turned and jingled them at her. Lillian beamed.
"Piece of cake." He told her smugly.
"I can't believe you actually did it!" Lillian exclaimed, positively bouncing with excitement. "You actually got me out of there alive!"
Genius. She decided. Definitely a genius! A hero!
"Uh… yeah," Deadpool rubbed his neck awkwardly as he slowly moved around the car and popped open the trunk. "Listen babe, there is a little bit of a catch…"
Lillian's eyes widened as Deadpool held up a roll of duct tape.
This man was without doubt the most despicable human being she had ever met. The second she was untied, she was going to smack him into next week!
Archibald paced back and forth in the empty parking lot. He glanced down at his wristwatch and dabbed nervously at his sweating brow. Deadpool was late. He was supposed to have arrived half an hour ago! What if something had gone wrong? So very many things could have. In hindsight, Archibald realised what an absolute imbecile he had been to hire him in the first place. The man was a total maniac. God only knew where Lillian might have been!
It was at that moment that a car came screeching around the corner and sped into the parking lot. The driver was honking his horn manically and swerving violently to avoid the apparent invisible traffic. It had to be him.
Archibald watched as Deadpool slammed the car to a stop, was flung forward and collided with the windscreen and then climbed out of the car as if nothing had happened.
"Hey Archie!" He waved happily.
Archibald waddled forward as fast as he could manage. His heart nearly gave out when he realised that the car was empty. "Where is she?!"
"Relaaaax, she's fine. She's hog tied in the trunk." Deadpool said simply as he thumped on the boot. "How you doin' in there, sweetness?"
The reply came in the form of a muffled cry, and an angry one at that.
"Lillian! Let her out!"
"First thing's first. Where's my money?" Deadpol replied calmly.
The colour drained from the chubby face.
"-I… I uhm," he stuttered.
"Archie," Deadpool began, eyeing the sweaty man before him. "You do have my money, right?"
I don't think he has our money.
Archibald gaped at him for a moment, only strange gurgles escaping his lips. He was doing his best to find words amongst his panic.
"I-I had no other choice!" He exploded at last. "They told me I was never going to see her again! Word is that you're the only person crazy enough to shoot first, ask questions later. I pretended not to have heard from them – not to know who they were – so that you'd just get the job done! I couldn't risk you turning me down! If you had known how those people were you never would have-Please, let me have my daughter. She's all I've got left."
"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" Deadpool held up both hands, clearly processing everything that Archibad had just confessed. "So you're telling me you don't have my money?"
"Please… I'm begging you, she's my only family. I'll do anything you ask. I've given you every cent I have left."
Deadpool snarled. This guy had to have been kidding him. Deadpool had never been charitable in his life (in fact, he'd stolen from a charity or two) he was not about to start now!
"Tubby, I am this close to turning this car around and handing her back to those guys with a nice bright red bow strapped to her head!"
We can't do that. We killed them all!
Well, we have to do something! If we let this one slide people
will think we've gone soft! We have a reputation to protect!
Well… What if we kept her?
"What do you mean?"
We hang on to her until we get our money.
We do already have her bound up and ready for shipping.
Exactly!
Take her back to our pad. Chillax for a few days…
"So you want us to kidnap the girl we just saved from being kidnapped?"
Yeah!
"…I like it!"
Archibald eyed Deadpool nervously. "Like… like what."
From inside the trunk of the car, Lillian waited with bated breath. She couldn't hear a single thing being said out there. Just muffled voices, her Dad's being one of them. She was so close to him now. All she wanted was to go home.
Suddenly a gunshot rang out followed suit by her Father screaming in pain. Lillian tried to call out to him and she kicked uselessly at the boot of the car. Her head wiped around in the darkness as she heard the front car door open and then slam shut again. The engine roared to life and Lillian let out a muffled scream against the duct tape; she was close to being paralysed with panic.
"No! NO! LILLIAN!"
It was the last thing she heard before being slammed into the side of the trunk as the car sped off, her Father's cries fading into the distance.
Took me forever but I got there in the end! I hope the wait was worth it! :) let me know what you thought!
