Uncanny Deadpool II

Chapter 26: Betrayed

By

The Uncanny R-Man

Disclaimer- 'If I'm not back in five minutes... just wait longer.'- Ace Ventura (Ace Ventura: Pet Detective)

Somewhere in Manhattan-

A nondescript black car travelled through Manhattan, heading towards one of the more exclusive parts of the city. The car was heading for the financial district where investment bankers and the like congregated as well as those people who earned their money in less legitimate ways.

The former Merc-with-a-Mouth known as Deadpool was behind the wheel while his loyal minion Bob, the former agent of HYDRA, was sitting in the passenger's side. Sitting in the back seat was Typhoid Mary, former enforcer to the Kingpin and former associate of Deadpool. The trio were tooled up as if they were going to invade a small country.

Apparently the gangster known as Silvermane had kidnapped Mary's lover St John Allerdyce, also known as the former mutant terrorist Pyro. Mary had sought Deadpool's assistance in rescuing him. Silvermane would undoubtedly be guarded by many miscellaneous goons and henchmen, hence all the weapons.

'Are you sure you didn't over do it with all the weapons?' Bob asked his boss. 'How can we be stealthy if we're armed to the teeth?'

'Oh, my poor naïve Bob.' Deadpool shook his head with a chuckle. 'You of all people should know that I never leave home without enough toys to make Arnold drool.' (1)

'I don't care how many guns you've got.' Mary piped up from the back seat. 'I just want John back.'

'Don't sweat there, Red.' Deadpool grinned. 'We'll get Pyro back for you. You two will back making babies before you even know it.'

'Do you even know where this Silvermane guy's hiding?' Bob enquired. 'I mean, don't these supervillains have secret hideouts and stuff?'

'Of course I know where Silvermane is, Bob.' Deadpool explained. 'His place is just around the next corner. Didn't you ever read your Official Handbook to the Marvel Universe?'

'I swear, sometimes I have no idea what you're talking about.' Bob shook his head sadly as the car pulled up near to a parking garage underneath one of the great big shiny skyscrapers.

A gentleman wearing a smart black suit walked up to the driver's side of the car and motioned for Deadpool to wind down the window.

'This is private property, buddy.' The guy explained as he placed a hand on his holstered gun. 'Not get outta here.'

'I've been invited, my dear man.' Deadpool smiled sweetly. 'Mr Silvermane's expecting me.'

'Oh yeah?' The guard frowned. 'Then where's your invite?'

'Right here…' Deadpool said as he put a hand in his pocket as if he was about to pull out an invitation but threw a punch out the window, socking the guard on the chin.

The former Merc-With-a-Mouth started up the car again and headed into the parking garage.

'Don't you think we'd better do something about that guy?' Bob asked as he jerked a thumb in the direction of the unconscious guard.

'Good idea, Bob.' Deadpool nodded as he began to take his weaponry out of the trunk. 'Go put him in that dumpster over there.'

Bob simply nodded in understanding and dragged the unconscious guard into a dumpster in the corner and threw him inside.

'If I remember correctly there should be an elevator heading right up to Silvermane's penthouse.' Mary told her companions. 'It's just over here.'

'Lead on MacDuff.' Deadpool nodded as he allowed Mary to lead them onwards.

Mary looked about cautiously before she pressed the button to summon the elevator. The door opened with a ping and the trio stepped inside. Mary pressed the button for the top floor and turned to regard her two companions.

Bob sniffed the air as he started to smell something suspicious.

'Hey, what's that smell?' The former agent of HYDRA frowned.

'Hey, don't look at me.' Deadpool held up his hands in innocence. 'It wasn't me!'

Bob let out a groan as he fell to the ground in an unconscious heap.

'Hey man, now's not the time to take a nap.' Deadpool tutted as he poked his loyal minion with his foot. Then the same mysterious malady that struck Bob down started to do its thing on Deadpool.

'Ooh, I don't feel so good…' Deadpool groaned as his legs began to buckle underneath him before giving up altogether. 'Down I go…'

Typhoid Mary just shook her head sadly and put the special breathing device that her boss had given her into her mouth.

'I'm so sorry.'

A little while later-

Deadpool regained consciousness to find himself being shaken.

'Mr Wilson, wake up…' Bob said as he shook his boss.

'Aww man, what happened?' Deadpool groaned as he got up to his feet and saw that he and Bob were being held in a featureless grey room.

'I think we got screwed.' Bob pointed out.

'I'll let you know that I am nothing but loyal to Betsy.' Deadpool told his minion. 'I would never… Oh, wait. You mean we were betrayed.'

'Yeah, Typhoid sold us out.' Bob nodded.

'She took all our stuff too.' Deadpool realised as he noticed that they were without weapons. 'Good thing she let me keep my funky new X-Jacket (2) and belt. God knows what I'd do without my precious pouches. One can never have too many pouches, right Rob?'

'Who's Rob?' Bob blinked in confusion.

'It doesn't matter.' Deadpool waved it away. 'The first thing we need to do is get the hell out of here. We can't wreak miscellaneous mayhem without our guns.'

'Well, I'm open to suggestions.' Bob shrugged. 'I left my Get Out Of Jail Card at home.'

'Fear not, my loyal minion.' Deadpool grinned as he rustled about in his belt. 'I'm sure my Deadpool-Belt will have something to help us get out of here. By George, I think I've got it!'

Deadpool pulled out of his belt what seemed to be moulding clay.

'Behold: My Deadpool-Plastic Explosive!'

'You carry plastic explosive around with you?' Bob groaned. 'Doesn't that strike you as just a little bit dangerous?'

'Why should it?' Deadpool shrugged. 'It's not like I keep it in there with my Deadpool-Nitro-glycerine. I only use that stuff for emergencies.'

'Just blow the door open.' Bob shook his head in exasperation. 'Betsy's going to kick our butts if you end up getting us killed.'

Deadpool carefully placed the plastic explosive around the cracks of the door and stuck in a detonator.

'Stand back, Bob.' Deadpool warned his loyal minion. 'This could get messy.'

Bob did as he was told and crouched down in the furthest corner of the cell and covered his ears.

Deadpool pressed a button on his belt, blowing the door off its hinges with a dull boom.

'Let's get out of here quick before Silvermane's goons find us.' Deadpool orded his friend as he ran out of the cell.

'What about all the guns?' Bob asked as he followed his boss. 'Shouldn't we get those back first?'

'Where do you think I'm going, buddy?' Deadpool grinned. 'I intend to show Silvermane that it isn't cool to steal other people's toys!'

TBC…

Next: It's Kicking Off!

Things really start to get good when Deadpool shows Silvermane that he doesn't take kindly to being gassed and having all his stuff stolen.

Author's Notes-

(1)- The Arnold Deadpool is referring to is of course Arnold Schwarzenegger who before he became Governor of California made his name with movies like Commando and Raw Deal which involved him taking on legions of goons like a one man army.

(2)- The jacket that Deadpool is referrign to is the same sort of thing that was all the fashion in Marvel comics from the early 90s. People like Rogue, Crystal, and Hercules wore them. Cyclops gave him the jacket in Chapter 22.