Rating: M
Pairing: Beastboy/Terra, Robin/Starfire, future Deadpool/Outlaw
Author's Notes: Hello everybody. It's Mr. Alaska again with a new update… finally! I'm so sorry that it is taking me so long to update. But you know… I go to school, get a lot of homework, and am currently thinking about getting a job. So, my updates will be longer apart, unfortunately. Sorry, but that's life… it SUCKS! But lets get back to the story at hand. In the last chapter, the team discovered a humongous secret about their newest teammate, Deadpool. Turns out that the Crimson Comedian is RELATED to one of Jump City's evilest super villain, Slade. How will the Titans react to this newly uncovered information? What history does Wade and Slade share? Why would you know the answers to these question? I don't know, so SHUT UP and enjoy! PEACE!
Chapter 4: Jump's Newest Defender
There was not another word spoken after Slade said what he said. All of the Titans looked back and forth from Deadpool and Slade, completely shocked at what they just learned. Their new teammate was the brother of their most hated enemy. Robin narrowed his eyes at Wade, and slowly began reaching for an exploding disc. 'Brother,' he thought, when Wade started talking.
"Seriously man, just because mom loved me more didn't mean I never wanted a brotherly bond with you," he began, using a casual tone. "And don't tell me you didn't call because we're in two separate comic book universes! Look at ME! I traveled from the Marvel universe into the DC universe, when all YOU needed to do was call. What the hell? You ashamed that your little brother could kick your one-eyed ass from Hawaii to Timbuktu?"
Slade chuckled to himself as he shook his head. "Same old Wade… never knowing when to shut up." Deadpool flipped Slade the middle finger, before he continued. "I see you downgraded from being a high-classed mercenary to being the Teen Titan's babysitter. Very sad. I just lost the little respect I had for you." The Titans sat there, speechless of what they were hearing. "But I assume that you're being there wasn't a unanimous decision… isn't that right, Robin?" Slade turned from Deadpool and looked at the Titan leader, who was glaring directly at Wade. "I could only imagine that you were against allowing my annoying little brother into your little group, right? No killers in the Titans? Moral high grounds and such? What's your opinion on him now? Not only is he a assassin, but he's my brother. How does tha.."
"Wow! You haven't changed one bit either!" before Slade could finish, Deadpool jumped in. Slade narrowed his eye at the red mercenary, while Robin's dark glare was glued on Wade. "You still using that lame-ass, "Turn-them-against-one-another" trick? Come on, dude. I've seen that same strategy done over and over again in late night cartoons. Seriously, try being original for one time in your life… and that's means a lot, since I was created as a Deathstroke knockoff."
Slade was about to counter. But Wade continued. "Before you say anything, let me get this off my chest," trying to be funny, Deadpool started taking deep breaths and started doing stretches. The Titans looked at one another in shock. Wade was Slade's little brother? Seriously! This can't be! This is unbelievable!
"OK… here I go," he said, taking in one last deep breath of air. "You are the same as when we were kids. You are too much of a thumb sucking, panty wetting, underwear soiling cry baby to do any of your own dirty work." The Titans' eyebrows went up at the blunt barrage of insults. Wade then took a seat on the couch, slammed his boots on the in table, and proceeded. "You never did the hard work yourself. Sure, you have the brains out of the two of us. But despite what people thinks, brains doesn't always beat brawn. Even when we were kids, you never fought for yourself. You tricked other kids to fight for you… while I fought my own battles. Sure, I failed tests. But at least I had a social life, which I see hasn't change even in 20 years…. Now please wait while Mr. Alaska gives me a new paragraph to use."
Everyone looked at one another in confusion, while Deadpool paused for an unknown reason. "You make people believe that because of your smart brain, you're some sort of dangerous genius who is unstoppable. And I admit, it seems to have worked, even on my teammates here," he nudged his head to the other Titans. "But your scary voice and high vocabulary doesn't scare me, Slady-Poo. I know you. You're a coward who is afraid of fighting anyone WITH superpowers. Without powers, you think you can win… and you would be right. But someone WITH powers? Oh no, not you! Not unless you're fighting CHILDREN!" The Titans' eyes went wide open in amazement at what they saw next… especially Robin.
Slade looked mad. His arms were folded across his chest, and everyone one could see his hands were clenched into fists. His one visible eye was narrowed at Wade, obviously filled with silent rage.
"OH! What is this?" Wade sang, when he decided to get up to inspect his older brother's change in demeanor. "That looks like an ANGRY expression!" Slade didn't reply. "I thought you were too level headed and mature to get mad at what people say. Did I strike a cord, bro? Did widdle Wadie make you maddie-waddie? Does baby need a binky or his blankie? How about a new comic book series? You have been canceled for a long t.."
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Slade couldn't take it. He shouted at the top of his lungs at Deadpool, absolutely enraged with what he was saying. Slade's visible eye was wide open, showing off how angry and annoyed he was. His hands slammed down on a nearby table, causing it to smash into two halves. He was breathing heavily, almost hyperventilating in rage. But right after he realized what he just did, the transmission was cut. The screen went to static, signifying that Slade ended the transmission from his side.
"Hahahahhahahahahaa!" Deadpool laughed, as he turned back to the other Titans with a wild grin. "I tell ya, nothing is more fun than making older brothers blow a gasket. Well, I guess having awesome sex with Outlaw ranks higher, but still…" He paused when he noticed the other Titans' uneasy expression. He raised I eyebrow and his hands on his hips. "What?"
Robin stepped forward, with his arms wrapped across his chest. "You failed to mention that you were related to Slade," he growled.
"Well, unless being related to him results in having my Miranda rights read to me, I didn't think it was relevant," he replied, defensively waving his hands in air. "Should I call the police and get on the floor, with my hands behind my back?" Robin's angry expression didn't change.
"Get out, now," Robin ordered, pointing at the front door. The others looked at their leader in shock. "I was willing to eventually look over the fact that you killed people for money. But I refuse to work with a killer who is also related to Slade. That man is as evil as they come, and the apple doesn't fall far from the tree."
"Come on, dude," Beastboy whined, coming to Deadpool's defense. "Just because Wade is related to Slade doesn't mean he's evil too."
"Oh? Is that so," he growled, not even bothering to take his eyes off of Deadpool. "Slade uses his abilities to commit horrible crimes against society. And Deadpool uses his abilities to kill people. How is that different?"
"Well, I have a comic book where I'm a mercenary AND a hero. While Slade has a comic book where he is a dickweed super villain. I think there is a difference. I'm a good guy with a badass EXPLOSIVE personality. I'm like a hardcore Spider-Man with bombs!" Again, his crazy attempt for humor was met with little to no response. The leaser of the Titans narrowed his eyes in anger.
"I won't tell you again, Deadpool," Robin warned, still pointed at the front door. "Get out of here, before I MAKE you leave."
The team, minus Raven, stared at Robin in disbelief. Beastboy, Terra, and Starfire watched in dismay as Robin rested his other hand on his utility belt, as if he was ready to pull out a weapon. Cyborg was surprised to see his leader act in such a way. So he walked up and rested a hand on his shoulder. "Dude, he doesn't have to go just…"
"OK," Cyborg's attempt to convince Robin to let Wade stay was interrupted by not other then Wade himself. "Just let me get my stuff and I'll be on my way," Deadpool said, as he turned to walk down the hall. "If your baby of a leader is intimidated by anyone with the last name "Wilson", who am I to argue? I'm just a low life mercenary, who apparently doesn't deserve to help the glorious Teen Titans. Just make sure to put the General Chicken and rice in the microwave. Better when hot." Then, he disappeared in a flash of red light and black smoke.
Turning to the others, Robin let out a heavy breath. "I'm turning in early. Don't bother me." Then, he went down a different hallway to his room.
(THE NEXT DAY)
It was early in the afternoon, and there was already trouble brewing in Jump city. What was happening now was uncommon in Jump, at least, before Deadpool showed up. There was a robbery undergoing at the bank… again. But unlike last time, the robbers weren't robots. They were large men, wearing camouflage bulletproof vests, camouflage pants, and black ski masks. There were ten of them, and they all were brandishing AK-47 assault rifles. Half were holding the people inside hostage, and the other half held unfortunate bystanders hostage. The police were there, along with the Titans. But because lives were at risk, they couldn't risk going in, guns blazing.
"OK! LISTEN UP!" The leader shouted in a thick, Russian accent. "We require get away vehicle! Armored truck, precisely! We keep one with us, until we reach airport," the man began naming off demands, as he pressed the end of his AK-47 at a little boy's head. "Then, we leave with 10,000,000 American dollars! When we are safe, the last hostage will be released. But no funny business! Any funny business, and we kill fellow passengers!"
(MEANWHILE, WITH DEADPOOL)
'God, I'm bored!' Deadpool thought, as he juggled three handguns in the air. He sat on a bed at a hotel, wondering what he will do next. 'And I was really looking forward to corrupting the Starfire girl's innocent mind! Man, I would've LOVED turning her into a mini version of me! That would've been awesome!' Getting bored, Wade jumped up and walked to his television set. "Wonder if this place gets Girls Gone Wild," he whispered, as he turned on the television.
This is what he got.
"Bob, I'm standing here with the police. It doesn't look good," when the T.V. came on, an emergency news reporter was on. "It seems a band of Russian terrorists has taken over the bank, and have 25 innocent people hostage. They are demanding an armored truck, their freedom, and plane tickets back to Russia." Interested in what was happening, Deadpool flopped back on his bed and watched. "The Titans are here with us. They are trying to negotiate with the terrorists, but so far, nothing is working. The terrorists are threatening to kill random hostages unless their demands are met soon. I will stay with the story for more n…"
CRASH!
All of a sudden, Deadpool chucked his hotel lamp, sending it crashing into the television set. Wade let out a tired sigh, before standing up. "This is gonna be fun," he chuckled, as he pulled out a Drangunov sniper rifle. "Today is going to be a glorious day," he said to himself, in a Russian accent before leaving his room. 'Hmm… but first, I feel like some nice, refreshing ice-cream. Are there any ice-cream trucks anywhere?'
(BACK AT THE SCENE)
"American! Listen up!" shouted the leader. "Where is our get away vehicle? We have been waiting for almost 20 minutes!" It was very tense at the stand off. All of the terrorists were now inside the bank, all with a hostage of their own. The leader held up a crying eight year-old boy with one hand, and pressed the barrel of his gun to his temple. "Time is running out, Americans! We will give ten more minutes before I blow this poor kid's brains out. Ten more minutes!"
"This is bad," Robin growled. "Why guns? Why terrorists? Why NOW?" The others looked at Robin in confusion. To them, those were some weird questions to hear Robin ask. "Things were so much easier without guns, especially when those guns weren't in terrorists' hands…. Where the hell is that armored truck?" He was on edge. Everyone could see that. Robin was passing back and forth impatiently, twirling his staff around in his fingers.
Five minutes passed by, and the armored truck still hasn't showed up. Everyone was getting nervous, and the terrorists were getting more and more impatient. "Five more minutes Americans! Then we kill innocent people!" The leader taunted the police and Titans by waving the terrified kid in the air. "I suggest you either find armor truck quick, or something close! I do not wish to murder innocent child. But I WILL if necessary. I will give you five more minutes, but after that, someone will die!"
The Titans and the police were stressing. This was a first in the city. They have never dealt with terrorists before, especially with innocent lives at stake. "Robin, where is the truck?" Terra asked, looking around nervously. "We only have ten minutes to get the truck here bef…"
"I KNOW!" Robin shouted back, causing Terra to jump back in surprise. Robin let out a loud sigh, and started to pace. "I know, Terra. But because of traffic, the truck is about 30 minutes out still. So we need something close. Any ideas," Robin asked aloud.
"Umm… would an ice-cream truck work?" Beastboy asked.
Confused, Robin and the others turned to their green teammate. An ice-cream truck? They sent him a confused look, and asked him why. He answered by pointing down the street. The Titans and the police turned, and were dumfounded. There it was. Driving down the road towards them was a large, ice-cream truck. It was more like a van, since there were large sliding doors on the side.
The Russian terrorists saw it too, and reacted just like the authorities. "An ice-cream truck?" questioned one of the terrorists. "They joke, right? We leave a bank robbery in ice-cream truck?"
"It is better than nothing," growled the leader. "Good, Americans! And to show we Russians also keep to our word, we shall release all but one captive." The terrorist leader turned to his men, and nodded his head. One by one, the civilians were led out by their captors. The terrorists outside the bank returned inside to regroup with their teammates. And soon, all of the civilians were let go, all except the little boy, held captive by leader.
But then, the ice-cream truck's side door slide open, and a smoke grenade was tossed out. At first, the terrorists didn't see it. But their eyes went wide when it rolled to their feet. "What the f…!"
BOOM
It detonated, engulfing the entire bank in ink black smoke. The Titans, police and onlookers watched in shock as the terrorists were lost from their sight. They heard them shouting in Russian, not knowing what was going on. Then, gunfire. "WHAT'S GOING ON?" Beastboy shouted, as Terra clung to him in fear for the child inside. Bullets and dying cries were heard coming from the bank, but because of the black smoke, no one could see anything.
Then, after a few more seconds of shouting and gunfire, it went silent. Dead silent. Scary, eerie, suspenseful silent. "Oh my God," Robin breathed, pushing past the civilians and police. "Is anyone out there?" he cried, hoping for the sound of the little boy.
But then, the smoke finally began to clear. Everyone looked closely, trying to make out the figure through the smoke. Slowly, he became more visible. And when the smoke finally cleared, Deadpool was revealed, holding the terrified, but unharmed child in his arms. "Today was a glorious day," he chuckled, in a Russian accent. "I got Raspberry Swirl from local ice-cream man, and I save city from terrorists. Where is my statue? Immortalize me and my greatness."
Everyone turned their attentions from Deadpool, and gasped in relief/horror at what had become of the terrorists. There was blood and bullet shells everywhere. Inside, the dead bodies of the terrorists laid on the floor of the bank, some with bullets holes riddling their bodies, and some decapitated and sliced in half. Remarkably, Wade and the child were virtually unharmed. "OK, little man, get outta here," Deadpool said, setting the scared child on the ground. "Leave Mr. Deadpool and the other grown-ups to clean up this little messy-wessy I made." The child didn't even bother to thank him. He ran out of the blood-soaked bank and reunited with his parents.
As the Titans and police ran into the building, Deadpool straightened up, and saluted. "Teen Titan member Deadpool reporting for duty, sir," he began, aiming his statement at Robin. "I am pleased to inform you that all but one of the terrorists have been neutralized, WITHOUT civilian casualties. Permission to take him back to the tower and interrogate him, sir. And if I may, use naked pictures of Whoopy Goldberg if he refuses to corporate?"
At first, Robin didn't say anything. He didn't feel like he could trust him. "Deadpool," he began, in a surprisingly calm voice. "You aren't a Titan, remember?"
"I know that," he answered, chuckling and scratching the back of his head. "I just like feeling like I'm a part of a team." He then paused to look at the leader of the terrorist group, who was unconscious and slumped up against the wall. "Tell ya what," he continued, as he reached into his back pocket and pulled out a hundred dollar bill. "You get yourselves some ice-cream from my bestest buddy Frank the Terrified Ice-cream Man, and I'll interrogate Mr. Russian bear? Savvy?"
At first, Robin was about to say no. but then, he looked back at the boy he had just saved. He was being hugged by his mother and father, happy that their son was alright. He turned back to Wade, with a tired look. "Fine… just as long as the others go with you."
To Be Continued…
Yeah, I know. Very short and not well planned. I know. But you all have to realize that I'm kind of trapped. Between schoolwork and all my other stuff, I might have to wait until longer times off from school to really give you quality work. Anyway, how did you all like it? You saw Deadpool get an uncharacteristic response from his emotionless brother Slade. You saw him get kicked out by an over protective Robin. And you saw him take on Russian terrorists and save the day! AWESOME! But don't celebrate just yet. Because more drama is just around the corner. Stay tuned and witness what is going down in Jump City! Please leave plenty of reviews. PEACE!
