(Hook) Well, I figured it was time for me to explain a few things. *lack of action in this chapter* *however, no lack of Deadpool, because I think he's funny C: * ALSO! Love love love the reviews! You guys make my heart squishy! (Technically my heart was already squishy, considering it's constructed of tissue… The point is the reviews make me smile.)

Alrighty then, suppose I shouldn't waste any more of your time considering you have a chapter to read… :D

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Logan cringed as another crash filled the cabin of the Blackbird. Why Deadpool? Why not Sabretooth or Magneto? At least they could be reasonable. Or Toad? Logan would trade Deadpool for Toad any day of the week.

"Deadpool!" Storm was the first to snap. "Sit down and keep your hands to yourself!"

"All I'm saying is, what's the point of having an inflatable boat on a plane?" Deadpool sat down in the chair that was normally reserved for Rogue and crossed his legs impatiently.

"Are we there yet?" Bobby stuttered, looking over all of Deadpool's weapons.

"God, I hope so." Muttered Logan under his breath and then glanced at Nightcrawler, who had taken controls for the moment.

"If Deadpool is right on vhere ve are going," Nightcrawler checked a few things on the panels in front of him. "Ve should be arriving in half of an hour."

"Good." Bobby said.

"Shades," Logan looked over his shoulder at Cyclops, who had been characteristically silent but uncharacteristically cold. "You alright?"

"The sooner this is over, the better I'll be." Scott replied curtly.

Logan didn't press the matter.

"Hey, Looogan…" Deadpool raised his hand.

"What?" Logan grumbled.

"I was wondering, I noticed your little X-men don't really like killing people," Deadpool said. "And, I, on the other hand-."

"No killing people." Logan said simply.

"Aw, come on!" Deadpool whined. "What are you going to do when you meet the guys hunting hot chick?" He asked.

"I'm gonna cut their heads off."

Surprisingly, the other X-men accepted this, probably only upset that they couldn't do the deed themselves.

"So unfair." Deadpool grumbled, crossing his arms over his chest and tapping his foot at an irritating rate.

Logan found himself wishing Hank or Forge were there, maybe either of them could have added some sort of logical stability to the situation. But they were back at the mansion, inspecting the chip Logan had stabbed out of Deadpool, maybe they could come up with some way to disable it without any harm to the person who had it.

Because, Logan couldn't just stab everyone.

Well… he could… but that probably wouldn't go over well with the people who couldn't heal like Deadpool… probably…

"Mr. Logan?" Kitty's innocent voice interrupted his violent thoughts.

He acknowledged her speech with a grunt.

She took that as a cue to go on. "What exactly are they trying to do to Rogue?" Her thoughts kept wandering back to the southern girl who had been one of her closer friends and the institute. She didn't want anything bad to happen to her, and Kitty felt that if she was going to fully grasp what this meant to keep her friend safe, she had to know the consequences of if they failed.

"I don't really know how to answer that-." Logan started to say. "Oh!" Deadpool cut in. "Pick me! Pick me! I know!"

"Uhm… okay…" Kitty responded tentatively.

Deadpool cut the lights in the cabin of the Blackbird, suddenly drawing out a flashlight that he had been storing in God-knows-where, and used it to illuminate his face, making sure he had everyone's attention.

"Once upon a time," Deadpool began, the fairytale beginning might have been amusing if it weren't for the unbridled crazy in his eyes. "There were three different little institutions. One was the big, bad MRD. They didn't like mutants. Not. One. Little. Bit. They spent most of their time tracking them down, only to find that very tiring, because most of the mutants they captured just escaped again. Needless to say, that made the MRD very angry.

"Next came Weapon X! Weapon X had a crazy knack for finding crazier people and giving them crazy abilities. Like, giving a psychopath an insane healing factor, or, a feral mutant an indestructible metal skeleton. But, they had a problem. With all of the mutants they were collecting and changing up, it kept getting harder to keep track of them all.

"Thirdly, there was a very bad man named Nathaniel Essex, or, better known to you as, Mister Sinister. Sinister took mutant abilities, added some new stuff he thought would make it cooler, brainwashed said mutant and then attempt to rule the world with them. I don't feel that I have to point out that this plot has not worked thus far.

"The MRD, being the smartest of the three and the most well-funded, contacted the other two and made them an offer. They wanted variables that both of them had too make their new plan work. From Weapon X, they wanted a certain, debonair mercenary, and from Sinister, they wanted the means to control him. But, not only that…"

"Wait," Logan cut in. "Why did they want you? What does this have to do with what they want to do to Rogue?"

"No interrupting the story!" Bobby snapped, waiting for Deadpool to continue.

"Thank you, young popsicle. " Deadpool nodded his head to Bobby and then continued. "Not only that, they wanted their help in the capture of one particular, really hot, mutant. Why? Because the MRD had hatched a plan so devious I literally thought about paying attention when they tried explaining it to me. It had something to do with giving the Sentinels mutant powers… weee…

"The MRD offered it's 'helper buddies' the gift of anonymity and isolation in return for their services, and they eagerly accepted. Little did the big bad MRD know that it had just given Sinister and Weapon X a different fantastically devious plan. Seriously, I almost paid attention for these one's too.

"Sinister realized that a mutant with that much potential for storing other mutant's powers would be like a giant sale at some sort of mutant power store… where he could just walk in a grab some powers… or something… Mind you, this would not be a pleasant process. Sinister isn't fond of pain killers.

"Weapon X realized that the mutant could be turned into a single person army. Like some sort of Omega-Dead-Tooth-Wolverine-Deathstrike-23-Keeper Of All Awesome thing. And, if you thought Sinister's plan would have screwed her up, you have no idea what Weapon X would do to her."

He paused a moment in his story to allow everyone to take in that. Logan growled deep in his throat, Kitty paled, Bobby clenched his fists, Ororo felt the crack of lightning she had caused strike outside of the jet, Scott ground his teeth together, and Kurt started to pray under his breath.

"But," Deadpool finally continued, regaining the attention of the room. "The MRD still think's they're playing on their side. Sinister supplied the microchip, Weapon X supplied me. They sent me after the girl, and I am assuming by now they know I didn't come back with her. Which is for the better. Trust me, if Rogue gets back to that place, there's gonna be a bloodbath over her."

He flicked off the flashlight dramatically.

The lights in the cabin came back on when Scott finally had enough of everyone sitting stunned in the darkness.

"It's nothing we can't handle." He assured them weakly as he sat back down.

"What are we going to do, Logan?" Ororo looked up to their leader.

"Like I said." Logan rumbled. "I'm gonna cut their heads off."

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(Hook) Next time on … this fanfic… Rogue starts to go a little crazy, Deadpool continues to be crazy, and Logan gets angry (not like that's anything new, but bare with me.) Did I answer all of the questions? Well… sorta… There's still the one about Remy's plan, and how Rogue gets stabbed, and a lot of other stuff. My, what a tangled web I have weaved… BAHAAHAHA!

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