In a apartment building in New York City a teenage girl was seen in her room watching television.
"The New York City forecast for—" *klik* the girl changed the channel and went to a different show.
As she sat on her bed with the remote in hand she watched the screen with a bored expression. "That was no Rocco reporting from Paris. Yes. The city of lights...or a tacky backdrop... funny thing about Paris..." *klik* the girl changed the channel again.
"Look out, buttercup! It's mojo jojo!" The voice of blossom from the powerpuff girls is heard "haha! I love the powerpuff girls. It looks like it's nostalgia time!" The girl cheered and glued herself to the tv.
(The next day:)
The girl is right back to watching tv again in her boy shorts and a black tank top "walnuts. The latest in health food fads—" the man on the tv stated "nice haircut, Matt." The girl said and turned the channel.
"Wrong, wilbon, she shouldn't be playing with the men!" A woman's voice barked, the girl sat on her bed cleaning a pistol and seemed rather interested in the soap opera.
"He's been called the sexiest man alive—" the announcer started "Ryan Reynolds!" The girl said laying on her bed watching "—and now Hugh jackman is—" the announcer started before the girl turned the tv off "Ryan Reynolds!" The girl shouted in discontent.
"Next on tnn, the new adventures of Lois and Clark!" The commercial announced. Suddenly the phone started to ring, the girl reached for her phone on the nightstand table. The girl looked and saw it was an unknown number, she normally didn't answer those but did this time.
"Is this Deadpool?" The unknown called inquired, the girl got up and walked away for a brief moment leaving the mystery caller on the phone. "Hello? Is anyone there?" The mystery caller asked. After a few moments of silence the caller spoke again "I was told this was the number to call if I had...special needs? Hello—?" The mystery caller said.
The girl came back in the Deadpool mask "this is Deadpool." She answered, "the... mercenary—?" The mystery caller inquired. "I prefer "well-compensated establishment provocateur." The girl said, "ah. Yes. Have you ever heard of the one world church?" The mystery caller asked.
The girl held the phone on her shoulder as she aimed her weapon "nope." The girl said, answering the mystery callers previously asked question if she knew about the church. "It's in France." The caller informed, "I'll pass." She replied. "It pays a lot." The man said.
"Good sir, you can't pay me enough to go to France while our countries are at war!" The girl yelled, "Uhm... we're not at war." The caller said. "We're not?" She asked, "no." The caller replied. "Oh." She said. "So... HOW much money? ... well, that sure is a lot..." she whistled impressed.
(Orleans airport, France.)
"Flight 593 from John F. Kennedy airport arriving at gate 33." The computerized voice said as the planes started landing on the landing strip.
As the brown haired girl was walking into the airport with her bag slung over her shoulder, she saw two hooded figures that held up a sign that read 'mrs. Deadpool' the girl quickly went forward to the hooded figures and pushed the sign down.
"Ixnay on the eadpoolday! Call me Charlotte or Charlie okay? But not mrs. Wilson, 'cause then I feel like I should be smacking Dennis around or something." The now named Charlotte said quietly.
The trio started walking when one hooded figure who sounded like a woman spoke up "Uhm. Of course do you have more luggage?" The hooded woman asked, "nope. Travel light. Guns and ammo are easy to come by. Even in France." Charlotte informed.
As they walked outside there was a car that had a valet open the door for them "hey can we stop by Jim Morrison's grave first? Ooh nice digs..." Charlotte complimented as she gazed at the expensive car.
They trio got in and Charlotte was a little sweaty it was summer time after all "it's sweltering out there... you guys mind if I take my jacket off?" She asked, "um... no? Not at all..." the hooded woman answered, "you must be yourself before you can be one." The hooded man next to the woman spoke.
"Yeah. Okay. Don't do that." Charlotte deadpanned, "what?" The hooded woman asked curiously, "preach. Don't. I will gouge eyes and stuff." Charlotte clarified.
"So you guys what's with the hoods?" Charlotte asked looking at them, "it is customary that we wear these, it is a wonderful first step to losing your mask for the greater one." The hooded man responded.
The hooded man and woman removed their hoods to reveal that they were bald and their skin was completely blue "as have we." The man and woman proclaimed in unison, Charlotte however looked a bit freaked out "okay, now see, I'm grossed out!" She exclaimed.
"We have been cleansed of identity. We are as one with the whole." The woman proclaimed, "purified of self." The man added. "Oh, you guys're holes, all right..." Charlotte drawled.
The trio eventually pulled up to the massive church and saw one of the hooded figures holding what appeared to be a spear.
Charlotte stepped out of the car, but pulled the valet to the side and whispered "keep the motor running in case this place freaks me out too much." She directed, "I certainly hope that will not be the case." A voice said from behind Charlotte "who said that? Lord—!" Charlotte exclaimed.
While this was happening one of the acolytes of the church was bringing a dry cleaning bag forward to Charlotte "I wouldn't be so bold as to presume... my name was Anton kruch I am the prime minister of the one world church. Welcome to our colony. We thank you for your assistance." Anton said graciously.
"Woah hey, okay, first of all I haven't agreed to anything yet. Second of all—colony? What're you, ants? Am I on Star Trek or something—cause I can do the shatner-roll if I have to. And you got the blue babes already, which is a good start on the whole alien-nookie thing..." Charlotte clarified.
Anton chuckled "I had heard you were... gregarious." He commented, "doctors say it isn't contagious." Charlotte assured "this way. The one world church is best-served by the showing as much as the telling." Anton gestured for her to follow him and she did.
As they walked Charlotte observed the various church goers doing chores and tending to the grounds. "Five years ago I was awash in my sense of self, hoarding monetary wealth, material goods and the pleasures of the flesh." Anton explained, Charlotte looked at him quizzically "sounds rough." She remarked as they continued walking.
Anton looked at Charlotte "I was empty inside. As are so many of us. As are you." Anton pointed out "we are a divided species. We allow ourselves to be segregated by anything and everything. From the color of our skin to differences in language. From the self-imposed boundaries of our nations to the dogma of our spiritual beliefs. Cultural. Culinary. Clothing. ...anything and everything..." Anton stated solemnly looking down.
Charlotte turned around and looked at some of the church goers some were raking leaves, others were trimming trees. "So you think... "purified of self" —what?—make everyone look the same? Think the same?" Charlotte questioned, "madness or genius?" Anton answered a question with a question "I never could tell the difference." She replied as her and Anton watched the church goers do their chores.
Anton patted her on the back "HAH! You are humorous." Anton chuckled, "a regular riot once you get to know me." Charlotte responded.
As they started walking again Charlotte decided to ask a question that had been bugging her "so, uhm—why blue?" She asked regarding everyone's blue skin "it's such a...placid color...don't you think?" Anton said as he looked at the church's main building and started walking again gesturing for Charlotte to follow.
As they walked by a large satellite Charlotte turned around and looked at it in awe "Nah I've always been partial to red and black myself, kinda runs in the family. Anyway exactly what is this job...?" Charlotte inquired as she followed Anton into the church "follow me." He answered as he opened the door.
As they entered the church Anton entered his office and there was a chess board. He moved the queen piece and placed the king in its place, and suddenly a secret door revealed itself with an elevator as they went into the elevator and began to descend, Charlotte wondered how they could afford all this. When they reached the bottom floor they stepped out and it revealed a high-tech laboratory.
"This is the ministry of information." Anton stated, "totally blofeld!" Charlotte exclaimed as she marveled at the sight she saw. "Sunic is a worldwide pharmaceutical giant. Members of my ministry of insinuation—" "they suggest nasty things about people?" Charlotte guessed.
As she looked at a holographic screen that displayed the Sunic logo as it spun around. Suddenly the imagery changed to a group of scientists in hazmat suits.
"They insinuate themselves into the workings of the divided world. Theirs is the greatest sacrifice, forsaking the colony in order to benefit the colony." Anton explained, "okay, all you had to say was "spies." Charlotte pointed out.
As Charlotte observed the holographic screen another image came up or what appeared to be an amoeba "Sunic has invented a synthetic virus that poses a grave threat to the future of mankind." Anton informed "like a poison or nerve agent?" Charlotte theorized "if you will." Anton replied.
Anton and Charlotte went back to the elevator and got in to go back to Anton's office "our scientists theorize that If used properly, this biotoxin can actually prove beneficial." Anton suggested.
As they reached the top floor and were back in anton's office Charlotte walked to the window and looked outside, a look of deep contemplation on her face should she really do...was her thought process. She was weighing the pros and cons in her head until a thought came to her mind "yeah? How's it gonna do that?" She asked regarding the virus.
Anton pulled out a briefcase from under his desk and opened it to reveal hundreds of hundred dollar bills. "Does it really matter?" Anton questioned.
Charlotte walked over and inspected the money to make sure it was real, when she confirmed it was she sighed "Sunic, you said?" She asked for confirmation to make sure she got it right, "retrieve the toxin from the German facility where it is being processed. Germany is also a country you are not at war with, by the way." Anton concluded. "We probably will be by the time I'm done..." she finished and left with the briefcase.
(Sunic pharmacopoeia, Germany)
A man in a light blue sedan was seen driving into the company parking lot as he waved at the security guard. "Guten tag, herr beimer." The guard greeted as he let him through. 'Jerk.' Beimer thought as he pulled into his parking space.
When beimer stepped out of the car he was revealed to be a middle aged man with grey hair and a grey goatee. He wore a blue shirt with a red tie and had sunglasses on.
'Processing That new strain today.' Beimer thought as he walked into the building and passed the janitor "Guten tag, herr beimer." The janitor greeted.
But beimer didn't respond and walked passed the man with his briefcase in one hand and blazer in another hand 'jerk.' Beimer thought with distaste. When beimer reached his destination he swiped a keycard to enter the lab.
When beimer entered he saw scientists in hazmat suits as he pulled his red blazer on "the facade is ready, mister beimer." A woman scientist informed as she pointed at a male scientist near the containment tube. "Prepare a test subject for tonight." Beimer commanded "a live subject, sir?" The woman scientist questioned "I mean, a human subject? By midnight tonight, I want to know whether the facade works or not." Beimer responded
(Meanwhile:)
In a hotel room a young man was levitating upside down in a meditation pose as he listened to the conversation between beimer and his subordinate. Blue psi energy surrounding his body as this happens.
NOK* *NOK* "room service." The employee knocked on the door to the young man's room. With his concentration broken he opens his eyes to reveal them to be icy blue. He started to slowly descend to the ground and answered the door.
"Again. The Frankfurt hotel thanks you for your patronage." The employee said, the young man stood before the employee in black compression shorts and not much else "again." The employee stated "I must be hungry." The young man said "although you haven't eaten any of your food." The employee pointed out. "I wanted to get to know you duke." The young man claimed, "wah?! How do you know my name?" The now named duke asked shocked "it says that on your name tag, it's nice to meet you duke, I'm Liam." The now named Liam introduced.
Duke was shocked to say the least not a lot of people were interested in knowing a hotel employee "well...sir you haven't said a word to—uhm—sir, I am a family man..." duke explained.
Liam took a bite of cantaloupe "so am I. A very strange family." Liam claimed.
Duke looked shocked and dropped the pen he was holding "don't get agitated. I wouldn't like you when you're agitated." Liam advised, "you—you know?" Duke hesitated, "I read minds. Among other things." Liam revealed.
Suddenly he started to ascend into the air blue psi energy surrounding his body, he addressed duke who started to back away slightly startled "that strange family I talked about? Mutants. Of which you are one. Surges of emotion result in fissionable discharges of exhaled carbon dioxide right? Since you were young you've repressed your emotions out of fear you'd hurt others. You have hidden from life. Hidden the truth from your family." Liam concluded
Duke looked at Liam and shook his head "what choice did I have?" He countered.
Liam summoned a card using his psi energy and slowly everything in the room started to get tidy again the food that had flown off of the platter, was neatly being placed back on it. "You could have learned to control your abilities." Liam proposed.
A card landed in duke's hand that said x-corporation "the x-corporation?" Duke questioned "ask for Charles Xavier. Tell him spectre sent you. Watch his upper lip tense up." Liam chuckled. "I do not know—my family—" "is why you have to do it. Your daughter she's twelve now, isn't she...?" Liam said as he summoned a bottle of aspirin and his cell phone to him.
Duke had small tears forming in his eyes as he nodded as he started to leave he looked back at Liam "on this day, you have changed my life!" He exclaimed happily, "and the day is still young..." Liam smiled and waved farewell as two aspirin pills floated in the air and the cell phone was dialing a number.
(The daily bugle: New York City)
"Irene merryweather." The woman who answered the phone was a brunette wearing glasses and had a burgundy blazer with a red blouse this was Irene merryweather, an associate of Liam's father someone Liam trusted. "Liam? Using a phone?" Irene teased however Liam was all business "I have a headache. What can you tell me about a company called Sunic?" Liam asked.
Irene brought out a notepad and started to write on it "you can't just telepathically scan all their employees?" Irene questioned, "I already did—therefore: that headache." Liam answered.
Liam started to rub his temple in an attempt to ease the headache "and it seems to be getting worse...I want—" "validation. You want me to say it's okay to go after these guys. Are you causing trouble again?" Irene inquired.
Irene was seen typing on her computer Sunic to learn all she could about the company "I don't cause, I end." Liam clarified, "do I get the story?" Irene asked "if there's one to be had." Liam assured "with you, there always is." Irene commented. "I'll call you back shortly." Irene hung up and the line went dead.
(Shortly. Sunic pharmacopoeia, Germany)
A security guard was making his usual rounds he was whistling a peaceful tune, and enjoying the scenery until...
*BOOM!* an explosion attracted the guards attention and he saw a hole was blown into the side of the building "vas ees—?" The guard exclaimed
Deadpool jumped through the hole and instantly attacked the guards who were fool enough to stand in her way "this is for Normandy!" She shot a guard in the abdomen "and this is for—uhm...for—Brigitte Nielsen!" She declared as she kicked one guard hard across the face knocking a tooth out as she grabbed another guard and put him in a headlock as she brandished her katana. "But she's not ger—AAARGHH!!" The man yelled out as she applied pressure to the headlock.
Deadpool ran at two guards and slashed them one across the chest, and another she slashed across the abdomen, she then took two grenades and threw them "gotta tell you, lots of security for a frickin' research lab! Unless of course, you were hiding some good ol' weapons of mass destruction! Which for the record... ...ain't got nothin' on me!" She declared as the grenades she threw exploded and destroyed a nearby wall. Which caused the guards on the other side to be violently thrown by the explosion.
Deadpool started running through the pathway she made "okay. So now I make a right. No, a left then a right..." she corrected herself.
In the security room the guards were freaking out "we can't stop her!" One guard yelled "what does she want?" The head of security who just ran in exclaimed in worry "sir, I'm getting reports of another security breach on the western side—" the guard monitoring the cameras informed.
on the western side of the building security guards opened fire on the person progressing towards them with automatic rifles. This person was Liam he shook his head as the bullets merely fell to the ground after hitting his psi shield. He was wearing combat boots a black racers jacket and a white t-shirt with cargo pants.
As he walked into the building he crossed paths with several people who were fleeing. But a trio he took particular interest in when he heard their thoughts one was a Ugandan man 'there's another one?' The Ugandan man thought he doesn't know—please don't know—' the Japanese girl thought frightfully as the three of them ran past Liam. Liam looked back at them one last time as they continued running 'I've seen your faces...I'll remember you.' He thought and continued to his destination.
When he finally made it to his destination a door slid open and when he walked in he was suprised at what he saw "you." Liam said in a level tone as he currently saw Deadpool accosting some poor guy who looked like he was about to crap himself "blow my mind! If it isn't Liam dayspring summers spectre son of one of the world's mightiest mutants cable! Or are you just calling yourself Priscilla now?" Deadpool questioned "spectre is fine." Liam replied "so, is this going to be, like, a testosterone thing?" Deadpool asked "probably, yes...it is..." Liam answered.
To be continued...