Author's Note: Finally it's starting getting fun to write!! Kudos to anyone who knows the characters I reference. I tried a little different way to format it so that it doesn't get as choppy as it did. (Damn you Word for making life difficult!) Reviews are welcome. The plot will start thickening next chapter so stay tuned.
"Who do you think she is?" Bee asked as she and Raven began disarming the woman.
"I can't tell, her minds locked."
"Locked?"
"She has very strong mental barriers."
"What about the man?"
"I didn't see anything useful on the surface, its easier to glean information when someone's awake."
"Oh… that's what four pistols now?"
"Yes, two katana, looks like she has some stuff in her belt too, that will have to go… throwing needles on her wrist, the harness will have to go if her belt does."
"Are these daggers?" Bee pointed to her ankles.
"No idea, take them anyway, better safe then sorry."
"What about her mask?"
"Leave it, if she's in restraints we can take it off any time we need to." Bee nodded agreeing to the logic.
"So who do you think this guy is Robin?"
"To tell you the truth, I have no idea. I've never heard of 'Osborn Industries'. But I figure he's some sort of security for them judging by the outfit." Speedy nodded as the two boys tightened the nylon straps to the man's unconscious form.
"Can't say I have either. Must be a small operation."
"Could be fake."
"That too."
"Robin, why do you wish to restrain this man, has he done something bad?" Starfire inquired with her usual alien innocence.
"We don't know Star, and this is more to protect us then him."
"Oh."
"From the look of things I think the girl's going to give us more fits then the man."
"Yes but according to Aqualad-"
"Fish-boy's a softie. He doesn't have the stomach for much."
"According to him though this guy was attacking an unconscious woman, he's scum in my book." Robin said as he headed toward the door.
"Yes, well, I work with him more then you do."
"Hey guys I think she's coming around!" Speedy yelled into the intercom of the Tower. It was probably the third fastest assembly of the group… ever. Ever since her arrival the group had speculated on her name, her powers, everything that could have to do with her. One theory was that she was some minion of Slade's and this was some sort of way to infiltrate their ranks. Sadly Robin had little to base his theory on as nothing had been heard of Slade in months. The Titans East worried over another possible appearance of Brother Blood, but all seemed somewhat sure that she wasn't connected to him. Guns and high-tech weaponry were things he liked but not quite in the manner she presented them. Beast Boy was constantly trying to sneak a peak under her mask, until their had been a situation in Jump City it had been a feat to keep the green shape changer out of her room in the infirmary.
Her mask wrinkled, she was wincing, and then a soft moan came from the battered red and black figure. Her head flopped to one side and she let a huge yawn. Each Titan moved closer, curiosity getting the best of all of them. Raven's speculation of her not being the average human was quickly confirmed as bullets dropped to the shining white tile with a metallic pings. Her flesh began mending itself at a very unnatural and somewhat disturbing speed. She yawned again, and wiggled some like she was trying to get comfortable, oblivious to the restraints.
"This besmirchment will not stand!" came the sleepy mumble. Speedy tried hard to keep from laughing while the rest of the Titans stood confused. She tried to wiggle around again and now seemed to realize that she couldn't move as well as she should. The white of her masked covered eyes opened and she blinked a few times staring at the Titans then looked around the room.
"This a new S.H.I.E.L.D. facility or something?" the Titans looked to one another in confusion. "I take that as a no… anyone got something to eat I'm starving." The hero's only stood staring at the girl in confusion. "Любой понимает меня?" they continued staring. "Does anyone understand the words coming out of my mouth? Habla English?" at that Mas y Menos piped up in very fast paced Spanish. She blinked and stared at them a moment. "I hate Spanish."
"Well then don't use it." Speedy finally spoke up.
"Well all be, Hawkeye decided to say something. Can't say I like the new getup, purple and blue were much more original… Wait a minute you're a girl last time I saw you… Kate something." Aqualad and Bee started laughing, Speedy seemed irritated.
"No, sorry sweetheart, all the parts are male."
"Huh, thought they were only letting one of us use a codename at a time, course if Dad and I can use the same one so I guess you could argue that point."
"So just who are you?" Bee having finally regained her composure asked.
"Seriously?"
"Yes…"
"Ohmygod, you all seriously don't recognize the outfit?"
"No" came the unison reply.
"The Crimson Comedian? The Regeneratin' Degenerate?" this only won her blank stares. "The Merc with a Mouth?" Their was dead silence in the infirmary. "Seriously? What rock have you been under? I'm Deadpool."
"Never heard of you."
"Well just who the hell are you all anyway? … Oh god your not figments of my imagination are you? Elixir fixed that, I'm not supposed to go all insane again." She was quickly working herself into a panic.
"We aren't figments of your imagination. We're the Teen Titans, I'm Bumblebee, this is Aqualad and Speedy and the two little ones are Mas y Menos." She blinked hard a couple of times trying to take it all in.
"Where's the rest of my team?"
"You're the only one we rescued." Aqualad offered.
"But the guys were in the jump with me, they should have been right next to me."
"Well that's not entirely true, we found someone else with you." Speedy interjected, Bee shot him a dirty look.
"Who?"
"We don't know him either."
"What did he look like?"
"He was wearing a security uniform."
"A what- oh shit." The Titans looked to one another none of them knowing what was suddenly wrong. "Fuck, no wonder you don't know. Tony said it could happen… shit, shit, shit. How do I get home? Where is home?" she added the last as an afterthought.
"Wait a second, who's Tony?"
"Tony fucking Stark, owner of Stark Industries?" she said in a very matter of fact tone.
"Never heard of him."
"Seriously? Not good."
"So you're… Deadpool?"
"Well, yes and no. My Dad's Deadpool but he figured if we both were Deadpool it would really fuck with people's brains, ya know?"
"But if he's your father, you're a girl… that doesn't make sense."
"Yea, fun thing is, when someone yells 'oh shit its Deadpool', they don't know which of us is coming flying though the window."
"That's… different."
"I've been trained by him since I was stolen from the Weapon-X program when I wasn't even two. It's what I was designed to do."
"Designed?"
"Yea, well ok that's not one-hundred percent true, but I don't want to get into details.
"Urm… Ok."
"So anyone got anything to eat, that much regeneration makes me hungry."