Disciple AN: Sometimes short is good. Sorry about the wait. Working overnights is a pain in the ass
SOTM- yes, we ask all twelve of you that read our work to be patient *sarcasm* plot is starting to pick up, anyone have an ideas as to what's going on? Wanna make a guess? I love how everyone was confused in the beginning and now just stopped complaining about a sequel. Everyone just gave up? Damn. I mean, we wouldn't tell you if you were right. At least not now, but when we reveal youd have a chance to win a write in. Post in the reviews or message us directly. Please don't use the ffn app, it doesn't always work.
"You know, when you said, 'Bring him in for questioning,' I wasn't expecting a run-down HOE-Tel," Hack complained as he watched Cable tie Bucky to the chair.
Cable was obviously ignoring him, standing up and looking down at his work, "Now, we just gotta wait for this piece of shit to wake up."
He jumped at the window breaking, Deadpool's body flying through it and landing on the bed near it. "Superhero landing!"
"What the fuck are you doing, trying to bring reinforcements down on us?!" Cable snapped as he holstered his gun again.
He rolled off the bed, tripping on his own feet, "Well, I tried knocking!"
"Where's Savior?" he grabbed him by the shoulders and made him look at him, "Tell me you did the one fucking job you had."
He shrugged him off, "You said leave her with Daddy Punisher but forget that I'm a walking red flag for attention. I got her there, the rest is up to her."
He opened his mouth to continue the argument, but Bucky began to stir. Cable was waiting for the known Hydra agent to wake before he parted him with his metal arm. He gripped it with his own, and ripped it from his shoulder, causing the other man to groan in pain through grit teeth.
"You won't be needing this."
Deadpool took it from him, "Good call… You question this guy, and I'll question the hand."
Cable ignored him, not paying attention to Deadpool walking into the bathroom with a metal arm. "Who sent you?"
Bucky remained silent, glaring daggers at him through his curtained hair.
"Hmm… not the answer I was looking for," he brought his fist down on him.
Each time the chair rocking back and forth, "WHO DO YOU WORK FOR? HYDRA?"
Bucky spit blood on the floor, looking up at him defiantly with a smirk, "You've got red on you."
Cable scowled at him, not understanding the reference. Something above Bucky caught his eye, but it was too late to react to the laser sight aimed right between his eyes. His bionic eye seeing Frank Castle on the other end of the barrel on the rooftop across the street.
"Son of a- "
Frank sat lying in wait with his sniper rifle pointed through the window. For as rough and temperamental as he was, he always knew that patience was key when going for the kill shot. It wasn't hard for him to find out where Cable went. Whenever Wade Wilson is involved, it makes things easy. Frank had been perched in this spot for the better part of a half an hour. Staring through his scope. He watched them bring in a man he'd never seen with a metal arm like Cables and tie him to a chair. Frank thought the man looked familiar but wasn't concerned with it at the moment. He needed to stick to the objective.
He watched and waited as Cable passed the window several times. Once or twice, Deadpool stepped in his way. Then finally, the moment of opportunity. The tied-up man said something after spitting blood, Frank clicked on the laser sighting and Cable turned to face the window.
"Aim careful, and look the devil in the eye," Frank whispered before pulling the trigger.
BANG
His sniper rifle went off and he watched Cable go down and Deadpool held up a sign with the number 10 written on it. Frank stood up with a satisfied smile. After he put the rifle in its case, he jumped back and drew his pistol startled. There was a tall, slightly stout man with a shaved head wearing a Stand Lee memorial shirt standing before him and seemingly looking past him. He lowered his pistol and looked at the man, confused.
"Marvel? What the hell are you doing here?" Frank asked. "I haven't seen you since the X-Men attacked the convoy."
The man standing before him quirked an eyebrow. "You might want to hurry and know how to jump from roof to roof. And fast."
Frank cocked his head to the side and turned around. Suddenly there was a menagerie of mutants heading his way being led by Logan.
"Great, one shot, and I bring the fucking X-Men," he said to the gentleman watching him and ran the opposite direction he was looking.
As if with ease Frank jumped to the next roof as he sprinted with the sniper rifle case in hand. Strangely, his former associate was standing there still watching the incoming menagerie that was following him.
It took Frank a moment, but he recognized where else he'd seen the guy, "Hey, Mr. Fabulous, which way?"
The man scowled at him, "It's Fantastic," he corrected before looking around, "Down. Storm is with them."
Frank let out a groan and kept running. Jumping from roof to roof. He turned around at one point and fired a couple of shots. He knew it wouldn't do any good but maybe give him a few more seconds. Suddenly the roof he was on shook.
He looked back, and there was Colossus in his steel form and with a Super Hero landing pose. He then saw Storm flying overhead and Scott Summers, Logan and two others he didn't recognize following closely behind the rest.
He knew he had little time left, they were closing in. He ran through the roof access door and down the stairs into the building. He ran through the floor of the apartment building, threw the rifle case through a window, leading to a fire escape, grabbed the case and went up the fire escape and back up to the roof. When he got there, he saw the X-Men on the roof of another building.
Mr. Fantastic was standing behind them, frantically pointing the other direction. Frank followed the direction he was pointing and onto the next roof.
"Thank God I keep in shape," Frank muttered as he kept running and going to the next rooftop, "Lekan would be dead by now."
When he went for the next rooftop, the access door opened, and he was thrown back by Logan. He muttered, "Fuck me."
The X-Men surrounded him, ready to use their powers.
"Let's get this over with," Frank said with a gun ready in each hand and his feet planted, ready for the next move.
"Hey, we got no gripe with you, bub. Until you shot one of our own," Logan replied.
"You don't even like the guy. Why do you give a shit?" Frank asked and took aim at Storm who was starting to make the wind whirl around him, pushing him closer to the edge of the building.
Scott took point and shot a beam of red at him, hitting him in the right shoulder as he pulled the trigger. He missed Storm and nearly dropped his gun.
"Consider that a warning shot, asshole." Scott threatened.
"That's neither here nor there, bub. He's part of the team. We just want the kid," Logan answered.
"What kid?" he asked, now only able to use his left arm to aim his weapon. His right shoulder still smoldering and tender.
"Don't play stupid, Castle. Give us Savior."
Frank tilted his head and smirked, "Who?"
Logan was getting frustrated, "Where is she? Don't bullshit me."
He raised a gun, aiming at Logan's face, "Who's asking?"
"Her daddy," he shot back, the gun posing no cause for concern to him.
"Logan!" Storm scolded him, "That's classified!"
"Bullshit, Xavier wants her back at any cost," he spit on the gravel near his feet, then nodded at Frank, "Best The Punisher knows the severity of the situation."
"You sayin' her daddy is Professor X?" Frank narrowed an eye at him, partially in disbelief.
"No! We didn't say that!" Storm tried to cover up, waving her hands no.
"Yes!" the remaining X-Men said in unison.
Storm rubbed a hand to her forehead, "This is why we can't be spies."
Frank thought for a moment, remembering everything Mina said about her over-bearing father who would wanted to control her. He wasn't about to let her go back to that, and there was no way in hell he was going to let them take her.
"Last I checked, she's not a kid, nor is she here. She left with Cable and he came back without her," Frank lied.
"Enough of this nonsense!" Colossus shouted. "She here, she back, give NOW!"
"Kiss my ass, dumpster boy."
Colossus let out a scream and swing his massive fist.
All Frank felt was someone grab him and then a puff and a tingle and then another puff, and he was outside the door to Hayward's with his guns still drawn.
"What in the hell…?" Frank cursed and tried to regain his composure.
"Yeour lucky I vas coming out of zee MGM and saw you. I vas X-Man and know vat vill 'appen. You don't vant zat. So I bring you here to Hayward's," the man replied from behind him
Frank looked around again, still trying to gather how he got there, "Um, thanks, man. This is my place."
"I know. Eets mine too. Room fourteen oh eight."
"Well, thanks for helping me out back there. Really saved my ass," Frank said and turned around. He was taken aback to see the man was blue. He knew he had to be one of Disciple's mutants he was hiding, "Who the hell are you anyway?'
The blue man opened his mouth to speak but stopped and thought before answering. "My names es Kurt Wagner. Zey call me, Nightcrawler."
"Well, thanks for the save. I gotta head in." Frank reached for the door when Nightcrawler spoke again.
"I can assure you, Cable's not dead. You should 'ave shot him three times to be sure."
Frank sighed but didn't respond before pulling the door open and heading inside to find Mina.