Sorry it's late! I was exhausted yesterday, and have finals to study for...Also it probably seems kinda boring because I'm just trying to establish characters and the beginning of the story.

Chapter 3: The Team

I froze, holding my position.

"Look, I don't have all night. There's a marathon of Golden Girls on and I don't wanna miss Bea- I mean, I'm planning something very mercenary like, and you're getting in the way." Deadpool frowned.

"I could easily electrocute you right now, so why should I listen to you?" I demanded.

"Because I happen to have found myself an adamantium bullet. You and adamantium get along swimmingly so I've heard." He smiled.

I froze. Adamantium was the one thing my power didn't like. It was like the stored electricity in me would go insane, and electrocute me. It would only do that with strong metals like adamantium or vibranium.

"So?"

"You can get me information on the man who killed my father, who will eventually be murdered himself." I answered him.

"Not interested." He pulled his gun back.

"I'll pay you." I offered.

"Look kid, I'm not a spy. Nor do I have any interest in your little revenge escapade. Plus, you couldn't afford me." He shrugged.

"Well then what will it take for me to get you to help me?" I demanded. I turned and faced him.

"Holy red..." He cleared his throat. My red irises glowed in the dark. "Well, nothing. I'm just gonna go watch TV now..."

He jumped from the rooftop, hit the pavement with a sickening snap, yelled out a profanity, and limped away.

I collapsed on the rooftop. I didn't know what I was going to do. I had hit another wall. I decided to go see my brother for help.

"You're chasing ghosts, Annie." My brother, Max told me. His clear blue eyes scanned me for any hint of anger and disappointment. While I fed off if electrical energy, Max fed off of emotional energy. He was empathetic, and could use that against so many people...but he chooses not to. He's the "good guy" out of my two brothers and me. I was the "vigilante" stereotype, while my brother Ben was the "bad guy" stereotype. Ben fed off of raw kinetic energy... I wonder how he's doing?

"Don't you want justice? Dad deserves it. It's what Mom would have wanted." I argued calmly.

"You're looking for revenge. Justice is being able to deal with it and move on, knowing that the person who did you wrong will get his." Max told me.

"That's the same as doing nothing... And maybe I'm trying to speed that process up a little bit." I crosses my arms.

"Look. I'm not happy about it either, and I know it was tough growing up in the foster homes and being raised as misfits, but we survived." He said, always keeping his calm.

I could feel him trying to force me to change my mind. "It's not going to work. Not this time."

"Hey, uh, sorry to interrupt the family meeting here, but I wanted to reconsider your offer." A gravely voice called from outside the apartment window. My brother's eyes turned to a solid, glowing blue, while mine changed to a solid red. Two blue orbs formed around my brother's hands, and electricity sparked from mine.

"Do you know him?" Max asked.

"Hardly, but I know he'd kill us if he had enough incentive." I told him.

Max tensed even more.

"Whoa, chill out. I'm not shooting anyone unless I feel like it." Deadpool put his hands up defensively.

"What made you change your mind?" I asked, lowering my guard. Max held his.

"Can we talk in private?" Deadpool asked.

"Don't go with-" I flew out the window before Max could finish.

"So if I help you, you will pay me?" Deadpool asked.

"That's what I said." I nodded.

"$100,000, just to start." Deadpool bargained.

"Yeah, right. I can go bust out a prisoner for less and have him do everything." I rolled my eyes.

"But does the prisoner have the information the X-Force has?" Deadpool countered. "How much is daddy really worth to you?"

He got me. I cringed knowing I'd regret it later, but I sighed and went with it. "Fine."

"Pleasure doing business. Now go away so I can do what I need to do." He shooed me away. I hovered above the ground, and then took off to go meet another "friend".

The Target: Sebastian Shaw

The Wildcard: Deadpool

The Team: Livewire and Deadpool