(Here's the next chapter guys.)
The Timeless Writer: Heh heh, hope you enjoy it.
Man285: He's arrived alright. I have actually, some compelling stuff.
Death Fury: Yes, Deadpool.
Daicar: Wait, what? Know each other before hand? No, they don't.
Sport21: He's arrived.
Noble Six: Thanks.
Chapter 35: Newest Ally
(New York City, Manhattan, Central Park, moments later)
(OH NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NNNNNOOOOO!)
"NO! WE'RE NOT HAVING HIM AS A PART OF THIS! NOT HIM!" Spider-Man bellowed angrily.
(Someone's still really mad about my little get rich quick scheme. Can't he learn to let that go?)
"Oh shut up." Death Cat growled, his voice thick with annoyance.
"Like just telling me will work." Spider-Man scoffed.
Death Cat opened his right palm, his claws pointing directly at him.
"Shut…Up." The mutant hybrid hissed, teeth bared.
"How about I tell you a wondrous tale of how this idiot nearly sold our identities to who knows who?!" Spider-Man screeched.
Death Cat's eyes widened in surprise then turned to Deadpool, who shrugged nervously.
"Did you?" Death Cat asked, walking to the man.
"Well it was a lot of money…and I was curious…" Deadpool stammered.
Death Cat nodded, biting his lip. Then he swiftly threw his right fist forward, instantly slamming into Deadpool's face. The merc with a mouth fell to the ground, barely conscious.
(Ok…I…admit…*groans*…I…deserveddd…tthhat…uuhhhh….sleepy time…)
Deadpool was now unconscious. Everyone stared in shock and surprise.
(Well…um…I didn't expect that…)
(Triskelion, several minutes later)
"Ohhhhohhhh! Hhuuhhh?" Deadpool groaned as he regained consciousness.
He found himself lying on a bed, with everyone at the park staring at him and standing around the room.
"This reminds me of one of those stories where-" Deadpool started to say.
"Bub. Don't." Wolverine grunted in annoyance.
The man's eyes then turned to see Death Cat, but with his mask off his face and lowered to behind his back, the same as Wolverine's mask.
"Yeah…I deserved that…" Deadpool muttered.
Lucas didn't reply, but the merc with a mouth could see regret in his eyes.
"Gah! I'm gonna feel that tomorrow…yeah…sorry guys…for the…" Deapool stammered, his voice filled with regret and pain.
Spider-Man's eyes widened in complete surprise.
(What the hell is going on here?)
(I'm apologizing numbnuts! What does it fucking look like I'm doing?!)
(GAH! Crap…forgot you could do that…)
"So…can someone please fucking explain why I'm fucking here?" Deadpool grunted, his voice thick with confusion and irritation.
"Weapon X, bub." Wolverine simply said.
Deadpool suddenly became dead silent and motionless. For what seemed like an eternity he didn't move or make a sound. Most of the people in the room began to become very creeped out.
"Uhhh…bub?" Wolverine grunted, his voice having a hint of what sounded like worry.
Deadpool stood up and suddenly pulled out two huge machine guns, twirling in his hands.
"Let's fuck those assholes up." Deadpool said, his voice deadly serious.
Lucas, Logan, Laura, and Sarah smiled and nodded.
(Ohhhh nnnooo…not him too…)
"Glad to have you on board." Lucas said.
"Oh I'm gonna enjoy skinning those sons of bitches." Deadpool chuckled.
Spider-Man groaned as he suddenly fainted and hit the floor with a thud. White Tiger facepalmed herself, shaking her head in her palm. She groaned as she pinched the bridge of her nose with her right pointer finger and thumb.
'Damn it…' White Tiger groaned in her mind.
"Hold on folks! I got this!" Deadpool said then put away his guns somehow.
Everyone watched as the merc with a mouth stepped over the the wall crawler who laid on the floor like a sack of rocks.
"Ohhhh Spideeeeyyyy! Time to wake uuuppp!" Deadpool raised his right hand.
"Deadpool." Director Fury grunted.
"Rise and shine, Spidey!" Deadpool said, slapping Spidey's face but not with waking him up.
He raised his hand again. Director Fury facepalmed himself.
"Wake up! Up and at 'em!" Deadpool said, slapping him with each statement.
Deadpool grumbled under his breath.
"THAT'S for not letting me know your secret identity! THAT'S for not letting me shoot Taskmaster with my blaster! THAT's because I feel like it!" Deadpool continued, slapping him with each sentence.
Logan, Laura, Sarah, and Lucas began to chuckle at this. White Tiger was mad at Deadpool's action, but she could feel a smile slowly working on her face and thought she heard herself muffle chuckles.
"WHY?! WON'T?! YOU?! WAKE?! UP?! WAKE-UP!" Deadpool shouted as he slapped Spider-Man with each word.
Laura, Logan, Sarah, and Lucas then burst out in a great fit of laughter. Deadpool groaned loudly in annoyance.
"AAAAHHHH! Fine…Mouth to mouth!" Deadpool groaned loudly.
Spider-Man's eyes slowly started to open and saw Deadpool peel up the lower part of his mouth, revealing horrific looking skin and his mouth opening.
"AAGHGH! NNNOO! NO NEED FOR THAT! I'M AWAKE! I'M AWAKE!" Spider-Man screamed as he crawled backwards in fear.
"That woke him up." Deadpool said, pulling down his mask.
But all noise silenced when everyone saw his visible skin before he covered it. Deadpool looked around to see everyone staring at him, some of them having more shocked gazes than others.
(Damn it...)
He sighed and rubbed the back of his neck.
"Yes…not only get my powers…but I got fucking pepperoni flatbread for skin!...Happy?!" Deadpool cried out, his voice hysterical and sad.
"We will make them pay…we won't stop hunting them. They will pay for what they did to us." Lucas said.
Deadpool turned to them.
(So that's this OC's backstory?)
The merc with a mouth nodded to the group. Spider-Man was at a loss for words, completely shocked at what he had seen.
(I…I thought Deadpool…he…he…)
(Yeah Webs…I'm more than just the lunatic you think I am…fucking Weapon X…I really, really, really, really going to enjoy cutting off their heads and putting those fucking heads on damn spikes.)
"So…what have we got?" Deadpool asked.
They all heard footsteps and they saw an agent walk in, a few pieces of paper in their hands.
"Director Fury, sir…we've found another base…it's here…in New York." The agent said.
(Crap.)
(Oh hell yeah.)
To be continued…
