I try to sit up, but my body is held down by something. My eyes rip open as if they hadn't been open in days. The bright light on my face causes me to squint and wait for my eyes to adjust to the intensity. My legs and arms feel like pins and needles. I'm in a white room, strapped down to a hospital bed? What happened? Why am I strapped down? The door to my room opens and Agnus steps in reading a chart. She's singing to herself and not realizing that I am awake.

Our eyes meet and she hugs the chart to her chest. "Good, you're up."

"Where…" my throat is sore and feels cut raw from the strap around it.

"Hush now," she walks over and pets my hair. "You're alive now."

I was dead? What happened? Did my car explode? My heart skips as I recall Wade saying he checked my car last time Agnus was around. Did she put a bomb on my car?

"You're at my underground laboratory," her white teeth shine at me. "You've been here for two months. Although for three weeks you were dead."

My chest heaves as I start to hyperventilate. "What?"

"After your accident, I saved you. You have all the same powers as Wade Wilson now, but you look better than he ever will."

Agnus unhooks my straps as she continues to tell me how she injected me right after she retrieved my body from the fire. She's invincible, the fire wouldn't harm her. I watch her as she frees me from my restraints. What does all of this mean?

"Oh, and before you go off to find Wade or Monica, let me warn you. They all think you're dead."

"Why?"

"Well, honey. You were dead."

I stretch my arms and legs before standing up. I actually feel like a million bucks. Is this how Wade feels? It's like nothing is wrong with me. How was I in an exploding car and dead? Agnus frowns and shakes her head. She leads me to the bathroom and turns the light on for me. I go to the mirror and gasp. My eyes are bright purple…and my hair. I run my fingers through it. My hair is pure white. What did she do to me? I look at Agnus in the reflection behind me.

"I did say you look better than Wade, and you do."

She leads me out of the room and down a long dark hallway. Agnus keeps telling me that even though no one found a body, no one searched for me. They assumed I burned up entirely. Wade would have looked for me, right? He loves me. I stop walking. We fought. I told him to get out of my life. Oh my god. I have to find him. What if he found someone else? Agnus snaps her fingers and tells me to keep up. She opens a door and gestures for me to go inside.

I glance at her as I walk into the small room ahead of her. My eyes land on the most ridiculous thing I've ever seen. And that's saying a lot because I've seen Wade in makeup. She made me a suit that looks identical to Wade's except made for my body shape.

"Now, I know Wade has had a lot of experience with his katanas. Are there any weapons you are good at using?"

I turn to her. "No."

"Oh that won't do." She goes over to the cabinet on the right of the room and opens it. "We can try any and all of these to see which work for you."

"Why?"

"To kill Wade of course."

I laugh. "Yeah okay."

Agnus throws me a six-inch knife and I catch it in midair without thinking. "Your reflexes are better than your attitude. You're welcome."

"So let me get this straight. Wade kills your brother, so you think that I will kill Wade because you made me superhuman?"

She throws me a gun. "You will because you owe me. And don't you want to get back at him?"

"Get back at him? For what?"

"I saved your life, bitch! Do as I say!" She screams suddenly red-faced.

I stare at my gun at point it at her head. "How long would it take you to heal from this?"

Her mouth opens and closes with no words.

"That's what I thought."

She steps at me just as I pull the trigger. Her body falls to the ground, limp and silent. I look at the suit again and cringe. He's going to know it's me. I grab it from the hanger and change quickly. Oh, this is comfy. Something on my wrist beeps. I groan as I see a tracking device subtly hidden on my wrist. This bitch. I tear at it with the knife and throw it onto the ground. I pull the mask over my head and am surprised of how snug and lovely it feels. I bet my ass looks great right now.

I put the blade in my belt loop and the gun I keep in my hand. I shut the door behind me and walk towards the glowing exit sign. Time to find Wade.