Chapter 2
William Stryker was pissed.
For years they had been harvesting DNA for the Weapon X program. DNA from James Howlett. Forenamed: Wolverine. They were damaged from the explosion caused by Wolverine escaping, but were almost repaired with the right sequencing.
Then they were stolen. By Wolverine.
Obviously he sent men to retrieve them. Or Logan himself. That would be more welcome. But he knew that the chance of capturing Logan was extremely small, so he told them to focus on the samples and to get more if they could. But one little occurrence happened that he didn't expect.
Deadpool was there.
Deadpool was a loose canon. The experiments that had been used to recreate Wolverine's healing factor had worked, but they had heavily damaged his skin and facial features. Deadpool was the one who had stolen the key that let Wolverine and Domino escape, killing a handful of scientists in the process.
If they could kill Deadpool too, that'd be fantastic.
Logan woke up disoriented.
Everything was blurry, and all he could hear was gunfire, and a voice sounding like tearing metal.
Wade.
"Wade," Logan said. "What the hell?"
"Welcome back to the land of the living my friend. You've been gone for quite some time," Wade replied.
"Why does my neck hurt?" Logan asked.
"Look down."
Logan tried to look down and found that he couldn't move his neck. So, he looked down moving his eyes, and saw something surprising.
His body was missing. He was a severed head.
"Holy fuck," Logan said. "What the hell happened?"
"Those guys who were shooting at us had a team come from the back. They surprised us, and your head was shot off by a guy who looked like Michael Jackson. After he turned white. He didn't sound like him when I shot him though," Deadpool said and then started: "Hm. 'Holy fuck.' I wonder what that would look like. Would it be glowing -?"
"Wade!" Wolverine exclaimed. "Where's my body?"
"Relax Wolvie," Deadpool said. "It's still in the bar."
"We're not in the -?"
Looking around, Logan saw that, in fact, they weren't in the bar, but were behind a van with gunshots raining on them. He also saw Wade wasn't in his disguise anymore. He was wearing a red body suit, with black markings over it like a design, that had holes for the eyes, showing Wade's yellow pupiless eyes, with a ring of black around the holes. The suit had various holes on it where Wade had been shot, exposing his scared skin. He also had a various weapons on him from swords to automatic weapons. In fact, he had an assault rifle in one hand right now. And in the other...
"Is that a flamin' burrito," Logan asked.
"Actually it's a chimichunga," Deadpool said, obviously annoyed that Logan didn't know the proper term for the Mexican treat.
"Where did you get that?"
"I was eating it before you showed up." Deadpool replied. "And I wasn't going to let those other guys get it."
"You had the time to get a burrito -"
"Chimichunga."
"-but you couldn't get my body?!" Logan said furious. "Do you know what my body is worth?!"
"Well, you're not exactly Channing Tatum," Deadpool said. "But I'll get your body."
And with that, Deadpool vanished, leaving Logan the severed head there behind the van.
Deadpool was having the time of his life.
All he'd been doing lately had been doing hits that Weasel had found for him. They'd all been as easy as pulling the trigger. But now, he got some real action.
He teleported into the bar where the gunmen were at. He used his katana to cut off the head of the one in the back. While the others were busy shooting, he stuffed a grenade into the head and rolled it under the gunmen. One of the gunmen looked down at the head.
"Oh shit," he said. "Jacob!"
Just then "Jacob's" head exploded, killing all of the gunmen in the bar, but carefully avoiding the few survivors in the bar. The most they got were a few guts landing on them.
Groody, Deadpool thought.
One of the women spoke up.
"Hey you guys look," she exclaimed. "Spider-man saved us!"
"Oh hell to the fucking no!" Deadpool yelled. "I am not that baby faced, tight-assed, shine stealing, virgin!"
"Oh," the woman said. "Then who are you?"
"How do you not know me? Remember, I'm the guy who got his head chopped off by Wolverine! I was played by Van fucking Wilder! I have my own video game for fuck's sake!"
"...Green Lantern?"
Deadpool shot her.
In the leg, but still. It's the thought that counts.
Deadpool picked up Wolverine's body as the woman screamed. He teleported back to where Logan's head sat.
"That didn't take long," Logan said.
"I was just playing with them," Deadpool said.
Deadpool picked up Logan's head and placed it on his body and watched as his head reatached itself. Logan moved around his fingers to make sure they still worked then stood up.
"Thanks Wade," Logan said. "I owe you one."
"Whatever," Deadpool replied. "Were they after me or you?"
"Me," Logan said. "I just stole my DNA back from the bastards at Weapon X."
"Weapon X," Deadpool asked incredulous. "They're still around? I thought..I thought they..."
"Me too. I did too."
"What're you going to do now?"
"I'm going to go to someone who can help me find them. And...I might need your help."
"No," Deadpool stated.
"What?" it was Logan's turn to be surprised.
"I helped you because we used to be friends, Logan. But after the way you treated me in that bar, I'm done with you. And I'm done with Weapon X. I never want to hear of them again. This is your problem, not mine." Deadpool said.
"Wade, I'm sorry about how I treated you okay? It was wrong of me. Is that what you want to hear?"
"What the hell do you think I am," Deadpool said irritated. "Some heartbroken drama queen who will calm down after you said sorry? After all we've been through, you have the nerve to act like a dick to me? No, we're done. Have fun having Weapon X down your throat like you were a prostitute with an eating disorder."
"This is your problem too now, Wade," Logan said. "You're on Weapon X's radar now. And you and I both know what they're capable of."
Wade said nothing.
"And if you help me," Logan said. "I'll owe you. One favor. Anything you want."
"Anything," Wade asked interested. "Anything I want?"
"I won't butt-fuck you."
"Sweet!" Deadpool exclaimed. "First, we're gonna kidnap Ryan Reynolds -"
"Save it for after we're done," Logan said. "Now we get to work."
Deadpool followed Logan to a motorcycle parked a few feet away. A Harley.
"Oh you have got to be kidding me," Deadpool said. "You're not gonna make me do what I think you're gonna make me do!"
"Let's just get it over with," Logan said grimly.
I hope you guys liked this chapter. It wasn't rushed like the last one, because I just felt the need to get one out for the fans of Spider-man: New World who were waiting for this. So, I hope you guys liked it. And thanks to Rose for favoriting this story. Please review.
-Brad
