(Here's the next chapter guys.)
Noble Six: Thanks.
The Timeless Writer: It is based off the game, thanks, I wanted a comedic twist.
Man285: Yup. Wait, what? Changed his backstory? Oh, not exactly.
Death Fury: Thanks. Wouldn't you be?
Chapter 36: Rip Off
(New York City, Manhattan, the next day)
S.H.I.E.L.D.'s spies had located the next Weapon X base under an abandoned New York scrapyard. Death Cat, Deadpool, and Wolverine stand outside of the area.
"You ready for this bub?" Wolverine asked.
"Oh yeah." Deadpool chuckled, anxiously awaiting his vengeance.
"How do you want to handle this? We were told your enemy is here, right?" Death Cat grunted.
"Right." The merc with a mouth growled.
S.H.I.E.L.D. spies reported Deadpool's old enemy, Ajax, is the one running the base in New York. Deadpool drooled at the chance to avenge himself by killing Francis. Spider-Man had objected to the group going to take down Ajax and this Weapon X base. However, because of this man's psychopathic and sociopathic tendencies along with his rumored abilities with his extensive militia at his command. Director Fury, despite having a group of strong, young agents to fight any battle…Ajax's rumored insanity made the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. reluctantly agreed to let the trio take on the madman. They still needed to get the information for the main base, which of course they were going to finish Weapon X.
"So? What's the plan?" Death Cat asked.
"We kill all these assholes and free any victims that are still alive…and still have the will to live." Wolverine answered.
They learned the trafficking to and from New York of mutants and those 'altered' by Weapon X is at the base where the trio are about to enter.
"You guys ready?" Deadpool asked.
His allies nodded in confirmation.
"Time to make the chimi-fucking-changas!" Deadpool said, rubbing his hands together excitedly.
(X Gon Give it to Ya plays by DMX)
The three start walking into the scrapyard, Deadpool in the middle with Wolverine on his right and Death Cat on his left. Their motion slows down as each one moves toward their goal. Deadpool's eyes are narrowed and focused, from the way his suit shows. Wolverine chews his lit cigar, cracking his shoulders. Death Cat snarls, baring his fangs as they move forward. Wolverine then turns his head to Deadpool and looks down.
"Bub." Wolverine grunted.
(The song pauses)
The three stop walking.
"Where's your explosive and gas grenades?" Wolverine grunted.
Deadpool's eyes widen suddenly as he begins moving his hands around his body.
(No he didn't!)
(Flashback, Triskelion, several minutes ago)
Deadpool is drawing a picture of himself cutting off various bits of Francis while a grenade explodes under Francis while in a S.H.I.E.L.D. Quinjet. Spider-Man sneaks into the jet and quickly yet quietly grabs Deadpool's satchel of grenades.
'No explosives for you. Now to get your swords…" Spider-Man chuckled smugly in his mind, then reached for the merc's katanas.
Suddenly he saw the communicator on Deadpool's wrist go off.
"Deadpool, me and the kid we'll be out there in a second. We made sure the girl and her mother are safe here. The girl isn't happy about not tagging along, but her mother refused to allow her to go." Wolverine said over it.
"Pity, was looking forward to see this universe's version of Logan happen." Deadpool said.
"What?" Wolverine grunted.
"Ah! Nevermind, the writer will hopefully make it happen later." Deadpool said.
"Forget it. I don't want to know. We're about to exit the building." Wolverine said.
'Damn it! I was so close!' Spider-Man growled in his mind as he hurried quietly out of the jet.
(Present)
"GODDAMN IT! We'll do this the old fashioned way with two swords…*cracks neck*…and maximum effort. Cue the music." Deadpool growled angrily, then turns to someone unknown and points at them.
(The song continues)
The trio continues to walk to their target. Suddenly they stop, Deadpool's eyes widen for a moment.
(The song stops)
Suddenly several men in black ops uniforms appear out from behind crates and damaged cars carrying M16's and have Beretta 92's housed in gun belts with switch blades in packs on those belts. Clapping is heard. The three look on top of a crate to see a tall man with short brown hair wearing a bulletproof vest, shoulder and knees pads, with a tan shirt and tan pants with army boots and military fashioned gloves. His blue eyes lit with sadistic glee as an arrogant, smug smile spread across his clean shaven face.
"Wade Wilson…it's been a long time." The man chuckled.
"Hello Francis." Deadpool hissed.
"It's Ajax." Francis growled in annoyance.
"Nah, I'm sticking with Francis." Deadpool scoffed.
"Well I'd say this was a lovely reunion…but I'd be lying." The man scoffed.
"You and your men lied when I joined the 'program' after I became a mercenary and left S.H.I.E.L.D.!" Deadpool snarled, his voice thick with hatred.
"Poor baby, you still mad at what happened? You should get over it." Francis chuckled sadistically.
"YOU FUCKING MADE MY FACE LOOK LIKE PEPPERONI FLATBREAD!" Deadpool roared angrily.
"Don't take it personally gorgeous, it was just business…ok…it was also pleasure." Francis chuckled, a sadistic grin on his face.
"Well bub, I bet you fucking wish you hadn't done that shit. Because now…he's gonna dismember you. And we're gonna rip these men apart. How does it look now…bub?" Wolverine grunted, unimpressed and irritated by the man's words.
Francis reached behind him and picked something off the ground. The trio's eyes widened in shock at seeing a rocket launcher in the man's hands.
"Bye ladies." Francis laughed then fired off a shot.
The trio grunted as they leapt out of the way behind different objects, the rocket flying past them and hitting a pile of cars causing an explosion. A few cars flew in the air and landed in burning, broken heaps around the militia who grunted as they raced out of the way of the falling debris.
"Fuck 'em up fellas! Francis is mine! Raagh!" Deadpool bellowed from behind a crate and then as he leapt out from behind it.
Wolverine spat out his cigar and extruded his claws. The mutant growled as he leapt on top of the car he was taking cover behind then let out a ferocious snarl as he lunged towards the militia. Death Cat grunted as he raced behind the scrap in the yard and leapt out from behind the junk while letting out a wild tiger-like roar.
"Fire!" Francis ordered.
The militia fired their assault rifles at their targets. Deadpool grunted as he unsheathed his katanas. The Merc with a Mouth grunted as he swiftly slashed with his blades, the swords' metal cutting through the bullets as he ran towards his intended target.
"Gonna…kill you." Wolverine growled as a group of five men continued to unleash a barrage of bullets as the mutant ran forward blocking most of them with his claws.
Wolverine snarled as he swiftly lunged forward, his claws out to either side of him. He tackled one of them to the ground, all of his claws impaling him. He swiftly leapt to the side, his right claws swiftly slashing into a man's chest through his protection gear. He growled as he picked up the man and tossed him at two men running at him. As the men tumbled to the ground as the body rolled on and off them, Wolverine grunted as he ran forward. The mutant hero roared as he lunged forward, his claws going straight through the men. He grunted as a few bullet peppered him, striking his shoulders. His eyes locked on the men who fired on him, those men stumbled as they backed up.
"Don't worry boys…there's plenty for you too. Hrrrah!" Wolverine chuckled then growled as he raced forward.
"Get back you fr-Aiiee!" One of the men screamed as he suddenly saw and felt one of Death Cat's hands rip through his chest.
The mutant hybrid quickly pulled out his hand as he ducked under heavy fire from another militia man. He grunted as he leapt into the air and landed on one of the men. Death Cat growled as he snapped his neck with both of his hands. Swiftly he threw his right hand behind him, its claws slashing open the throat of the man raising his gun to his head. The mutant hybrid growled in pain as a man unleashed a barrage of bullets into his back, but Death Cat swiftly turned and grabbed the man's neck with one hand then swiftly twisted it, sickening crack rang out signifying his neck was broken. Death Cat grunted as his healing factor quickly popped out all the bullets from his body. Death Cat let out a deafening roar as he leapt into the air and towards his neck target.
"It's time to dance tonight! Haha! Yah! Haha!" Deadpool sang as he slashed and jabbed with his swords, cutting off limbs and impaling hearts while their owners' screamed in fear and pain.
Deadpool slashed with his right katana, cutting off a head then swiftly jabbed with his left blade, cutting through a man's chest.
"Ohhh Francis! Francis!" Deadpool called out.
Francis's right eye twitched angrily. He hated that name, and every time he heard that name it annoyed him without measure.
"Stop them! Bring them down! But don't kill them! Weapon X wants them alive! But you this doesn't have to be boring boys! Light them up!" Francis ordered.
"Hello handsome." A voice said from above him.
Francis looked up to see Deadpool in the air, lunging at him with his swords forward. Francis grunted as he jumped back. He reached behind his back and pulled out two batons which instantly lit up with electricity, identifying them as shock batons much like Black Widow's.
"I wish I could kill you, but I know the fate awaiting you shall be so deserving. I'm gonna enjoy what's to come." Francis chuckled.
"Ohhh, even if that's true, you won't live to see it." Deadpool grunted, annoyed by his enemy's taunt.
Francis growled as he swung his right shock baton and Deadpool instinctively blocked with his left katana. Deadpool growled in pain as he felt the electricity run through his body.
"I…fucked…up…aaagghhh!" Deadpool growled in pain.
Francis laughed sadistically at this. He knew Deadpool well and knew that he'd use swords in close combat, he'd chosen an ideal pair of weapons for this match up. Deadpool growled as he head-butted his enemy then swiftly pulled away his swords. The mutate jumped into the air, turned and swiftly kicked his foe's face with his right foot. Francis hit the crate's top then began picking himself off of it. Deadpool growled as he swung both blades towards his foe's neck, but Francis blocked them with his shock batons with the same result as before. Francis kicked Deadpool's chest with his left foot, sending him flying off the crate and onto the ground with a thud. Francis jumped off the crate and approached his foe, who is picking himself off the ground.
"You know Francis, this maybe a rip off of the movie…but I'm glad the writer allowed me to find you here and have a fight like the one there." Deadpool grunted as he got onto his feet.
"What the hell are you talking about?" Francis scoffed, annoyed and confused by his foe's statement.
"The tale of how you're going to die." Deadpool growled as he suddenly lunged forward and jabbed with his right katana.
Francis swung down the baton, but his eyes widened in shock to see it break in two as it hit the sword, which went through his left shoulder. Francis glared at the sight, despite not being able to feel the blade because of the loss of his nerves, he knew the wound would cut off the mobility of his left arm and hand. He grunted as he swung his right shock baton. Deadpool grabbed his arm with his right hand then swiftly turned his body and then quickly slammed his left elbow into his enemy's face, breaking his nose instantly. Deadpool growled as he pulled out his right sword from Francis's shoulder then swiftly slashed won with both swords, cutting his foe's other baton into four pieces. Deadpool sheathed both swords then instantly began to pummel Francis with both fists as the man fell to his knees. Francis didn't feel the punching, but the notion of losing to Deadpool was emotionally and mentally painful enough for him. Deadpool gasped, growled, and panted, glaring at the bloody and broken man at his feet and at his mercy.
"Well fuck face…it's been a hell of a ride…I'm not gonna even ask to fix my face. I know you won't do it even if you could." Deadpool growled.
"What the…fuck…are you talking about?!" Francis growled.
"Oh fucking shut up! Your story's over numbnuts!" Deadpool growled, pulling out a sword.
"You can't stop Weapon X…we will-" Francis started to say.
Deadpool swiftly slashed with his sword, instantly cutting off his foe's head, and whose body hit the ground with a thud.
"Go to hell and tell the devil who sent you." Deadpool growled, his hate-filled gaze on his enemy's decapitated head.
(Well audience, this was one hell of a fucking rip off of the movie…but it was still satisfying.)
Deadpool turned to see Wolverine and Death Cat, bloodied but not broken approaching him.
"Well bub, how did it feel?" Wolverine asked.
"Fucking amazing." Deadpool answered.
The mutant hero patted his ally's shoulder. Death Cat nodded to the merc with a mouth.
"Alright, let's head downstairs…and see what we find." Deadpool said, pointing to a shed a few dozen yards from them then headed to it with his allies.
To be continued…