DISCIPLE A/N: Sorry for the wait. Real-life sucks
SOTM- Wade, what are you doing?!
Deadpool- Now's my time to shine!
After The Punisher mysteriously disappeared before their eyes, Cyclops and the others went back to the hotel where Cable said he was going to be. Upon entering, Logan rolled his eyes. Cable was laying on the floor in front of an empty chair with ropes lassoed around it. Colossus walked in, lifted up Cable's unconscious body and slapped him across the face.
His human eye suddenly shot open and he shouted, "BITCH!"
Colossus dropped him on the floor and glared, "Language, Nathan."
Cable looked around and then hit the floor with his fist. "Damn it! He got away! WADE! WHERE WERE YOU?"
Cyclops looked confused, "Wade Wilson? Why is he here? And where is Bucky Barnes? You said you had him."
"That's who got away, dumbass," Logan answered.
"Wade! Get in here!" Cable shouted.
Colossus opened the door to the adjacent room and then shrieked, covered his eyes and threw up in the hallway, "For goodness sake, Wade!"
Deadpool with his pants around his ankles and using the metal arm with a bright red star on the shoulder to jerk himself off. A small pink unicorn sat on the edge of the bed facing him. The blank stare in its beady eyes reflecting the horrific scene before it.
"That a human arm?" Scott put his hand up to block his view but kept glancing.
"The sock on the door means occupado!" he screeched as he dropped the arm and quickly put his pants back up.
"What the hell, Wade!" Cable yelled at him.
"He wasn't talking, so I had to improvise with some torture tactics I learned from the Mexican Cartel." He put his hands up in self-defense.
Storm looked at the arm and dropped it in disgust, "There's semen all over the palm!"
He looked around the room at them awkwardly, "Well, for what it's worth he knew nothing…"
Everyone else shook their head. Everything quickly clicked for Scott, "I think Barnes and Frank Castle are working together, Nathan. We saw Castle and pursued him. Almost had him but he disappeared. I think Nightcrawler helped him. It makes sense now. Castle shot you and Barnes got away."
Cable didn't argue and knocked the chair backward, "Did you get a lead on, Savior?"
"Punisher say nothing," Colossus replied, "Why do you care?"
"Any more ideas, Bub?" Logan asked, ignoring Colossus' question. There was no time to argue over petty things like girlfriends.
"I have an idea how to find her," Cable said and had their attention.
"Where's Wade?" Storm asked, looking around for the mercenary that had thrown himself out the window whilst whispering 'YEET!'
"Where's the arm?" Logan asked while looking around on the dirty glass, blood and semen covered floor.
Frank grudgingly let Mina heal him, after a lot of arguing and eventually ending with 'Hey, what's that over there?' She managed to get past his blocking hands and heal him quickly.
"This doesn't mean I owe you one," he pointed a finger at her accusingly.
"This is me paying you back!" she swatted his hand away, "I think… hard to keep track of. How about neither of us owes each other anything and we go about our day?"
Frank put a hand on her shoulder as she tried to walk away, "You ain't getting off the hook that easy."
"Damn," she cursed under her breath and turned back with a fake smile, "Wanna talk about that Pat's game? What a fuckin' upset!"
"That Jedi mind shit don't work with me, kid."
She rolled her eyes, "What do you want, Frank?"
He let her go and backed away; realizing that he was going about this the wrong way. "Let's have a drink."
She gave him a hard look before she went to the couch where the makeshift coffee table aka mini-fridge stored the beer, "Gonna have to do a beer run, you're fresh out, Daddy-O."
"Bullshit, two things I never run out of- Ammo and beer!" he went to check himself, only to find it empty, "Son of a bitch…"
Mina shrugged, "So… I guess we go back down to the casino?"
"Hell no, I don't need that shit right now," he went to his dresser and pulled out a clean shirt, quickly changing out of the bloody one, "We're making a beer run after all."
Mina did a double-take when they entered the garage. Frank smirked at the panicked look on her face, "Look familiar to you?"
"Uh… nope."
"Really? That doesn't look like the car you stole a few weeks back?"
"Steal? Frank, I've never stolen in my life." She said innocently.
"Being an accomplice still counts, we got the tapes."
She was quick to throw Cable under the bus, "That bitch set me up!"
The serious look on his face disappeared when he started to laugh, "Relax kid, Disciple and I covered for you."
Wincing, she asked, "So, I stole your boss' car? I bet that put you two in a shit ass spot."
"It did, but don't worry about it." He pointed his thumb over his shoulder, "But you steal my truck and we'll be having more than words."
Mina looked over and her eyes went shiny, "That's your truck? It's sooooo pretty."
He scowled, "Don't call it pretty."
They walked over to an oversized blacked-out truck, Mina running her fingertips across the paint. She looked back over to Frank, "Matte?"
He grunted in response, "Rhino Liner. Ain't no reason to have a glossy paint job unless you wanna be seen."
"Direct injection or carb?"
"Edelbrock all the way."
"Wouldn't have expected anything less," she continued to walk around the truck and looked through the wheel well of the front suspension, "Ninety-five?"
"Ninety-three," he corrected, "we gonna stand out here all day or we gonna get some beer?"
Ulysses was busy getting geared up for a gunfight, waiting for the intel on the whereabouts of the X-Men or Cable. Out of habit and curiosity, he did a sweep on the security cams. In his search for Mina, he found her in the parking garage with Frank.
His face in a firm frown as he watched Frank hold the keys to his truck over her head to jump for. When Mina started to wrap her arms and legs around Frank to try and climb him for the keys, that's when Disciple walked in.
"They're at that rundown motel we met the Kingpin at a few years back." He said as soon as he stepped into the office, "What are you doing?"
He didn't answer, instead, he put a hand up to stop him from interrupting his show. Ulysses thought about going down there and interrupting them as Frank did so often. It wouldn't be hard, just a step out the other set of stairs and down the long hallway.
Frank finally gave the keys to Mina after an intense struggle on her part, not remembering the last time he smiled this much, "Alright, you can drive it. Just watch out, it's a bitch to back up and pull out."
Mina turned around and stuck a tongue at him, "Don't ever gotta worry about that. I never pull out, Frank."
The screen that played Frank's shocked expression flashed a bright purple glow before exploding, sending debris and glass everywhere. Disciple didn't flinch. His boss was known to lose his temper and it only made it worse if you reacted to his outbursts.
"So, you coming with?" Disciple pointed a finger over his shoulder to the door.
He squared his shoulders, stretched his neck and cracked it loudly, "No survivors this time."
Ulysses, Disciple, and Lekan parked down the road from the rundown motel they found out Cable was at. While exiting the car, Disciple tucked his Desert Eagle into the back of his waistband while Lekan holstered his pistol in a holster on his shoulder and also fiddled with something on his back. As they got closer, they turned down an alleyway to go in the back entrance. Suddenly they were greeted by a group of soldiers with masks and guns pointed at them. Ulysses rolled his eyes at the inconvenience.
"Who the fuck called SHIELD?" he demanded.
"Wrong group, moron," one soldier replied through what sounded like a radio. "SHIELD is rent-a-cops. HAIL HYDRA!"
Disciple and Lekan locked eyes and muttered, "Oh shit!" before taking cover. Lekan behind the wall and Disciple behind the dumpster.
Ulysses just stood with a smile on his face and his robotic arm up. When it glowed with the incoming blast, the Hydra soldiers scattered and took cover. The two that didn't get out of the way were hit by the blue blast and sent flying through the air.
One of the Hydra soldiers jumped behind the dumpster next to Disciple. Disciple immediately grabbed him by the back of the head and slammed his face into the dumpster three times before wrapping his arm around the soldier's throat. He drew his Desert Eagle, stood up, using him as a human shield and stepped out. The other Hydra soldiers opened fire. Hitting their own man while Disciple shot back, taking two of them down.
Lekan took off his jacket and swung around a shotgun that was strapped to his back and rapidly fired it from around the corner. He blew out the kneecap of at least one of the Hydra soldiers who laid there and screamed in pain. Ulysses however, just stood in the middle of the alleyway with a smile as the bullets either missed him or ricocheted off of his robotic arm. The other two knew he was waiting for something.
More Hydra soldiers arrived just as Lekan and Disciple took the rest of the first wave down.
"When the fuck did this become GTA Five?" Disciple muttered. Thinking quick he used his favorite distraction. He looked around the alleyway and shouted, "Take 'em down!" Multiple voices shouted the same phrase and all around the gathering of soldiers. They stopped and looked around with their weapons pointed.
Seeing his moment, Ulysses winked and sent a large fireball their way. His prosthetic arm having much more firepower and options than when he first got it.
It exploded upon impact, knocking back Lekan, Disciple, his human shield and Ulysses himself. Disciple was the first to sit up, still holding the man he was using to protect himself. The man was obviously dead with the amount of damage he blocked. Disciple threw his body off him and stood up. Ulysses sat up with a grunt and straightened out his shirt. They picked up Lekan and ran back to the car.
"So, Cable isn't there," Ulysses said casually.
"I guess not," Lekan replied.
"Now Hydra knows we're here. Fan-Fucking-Tastic," Disciple replied. "Time to come up with a new plan. Something tells me, they're after Mina too."
Ulysses scowled at him as they walked back towards the trucks, "Why would they be after Mina?"
"We don't have time, let's go." He ignored the glare from Ulysses and picked up his pace.
While Ulysses took the rest of his crew to deal with the groups after Mina, they stayed in the large garage of the warehouse and drank beer while they sat on the tailgate of the truck. Frank teased her because he had to lift her to get her up there.
"So, tell me about your old man," Frank asked her when he finally got her to calm down enough.
Mina sighed and looked down, "What do you wanna know?"
Frank cleared his throat, "First of all, what the fuck is Xavier doing with a kid? I thought none of his shit worked since before you were born."
"Can we please not talk about whether or not my dad's dick works?" she scrunched her nose, "If you must know, I'm a test tube baby. Just a fucked-up lab rat he cooked up and tries to take credit for being a 'father'."
He finished his beer and reached into the small ice chest to grab another, "Your old man went all weird science and shit, huh? What was the plan? Have you fix his legs or some shit?"
"In the beginning, yes. He bummed an egg from Domino, some blood from Logan, got Hank to gene-splice some Weapon X DNA with his own and Bada Bing – you get Savior X!" she waved her hands sarcastically, "The fix for the missing link between humans and mutants, indestructible and timeless; all the perks of Weapon X without the rage or deformities and easier to control!"
Frank looked at her for a long time, "Your dad never spent time with you, did he?"
"Depends on what you mean by time," she laughed awkwardly, "putting me through vigorous training and testing? Then yes, I spent a shit load of time with my dad."
"So, he never participated in school shit?"
"What school shit? I was homeschooled."
He shook his head, "Nah, that ain't the way to do it. You miss out on the fun shit, the important shit. Kids need to figure themselves out and gotta get that shit from the world out there." He pointed towards the space in front of him and looked down at her, "So, tell me what you always wanted to do as a kid that you weren't able to?"
"What, like what did I want to do with my dad that I couldn't?" she asked.
"Yeah," he nodded enthusiastically, getting her to talk about it gave him more intel on what he was dealing with. He also realized their talking was helping her cheer up and calm down about her dad trying to find her, "I know he ain't got legs, so that makes it almost everything."
Mina laughed, "Dude, that's fucked up."
"Well? What did you wanna do? Throw the ball around? Carry you on his shoulder? What?" He threw out ideas.
She snorted, "I cannot imagine my father putting anyone on his shoulders. Wheelchair or not." She took another sip of her beer and bit her lip, "Promise you won't laugh?"
"No."
She punched him in the bicep and told him anyway, "The Daddy Daughter Dance."
"The what?"
She rolled her eyes, "In school, or at least in the movies, they always had a dance for girls to spend the night out with their dad."
"Really?"
She rubbed the back of her hand as a nervous tick, "I just… the idea of having the whole day to spend with your dad… not working or testing… having his undivided attention… it sounds stupid now that I say it out loud."
Frank reached out and put an arm around her, "Nah, I don't think it's stupid at all."
Everyone from the recent mission returned to the safe house. Ulysses and Disciple headed back into the office to go over what happened. While they were gone, Disciple made some calls to his personal maintenance crew and had them replace the monitor that Ulysses destroyed. As it was always expected of him as his logistics liaison and third in command.
"Where the hell did Lekan go? He was right behind us." Ulysses called over his shoulder to Disciple.
"Still behind us, I'm assuming. You know how slow he is."
He cleared his throat, "Where's Frank?"
Disciple shrugged and casually stepped back as spoke, "Don't know, been with you the whole time. Want me to call him?" He knew he had to get out of the danger zone or else he might get pulled in as well.
He looked back to the monitor that had been replaced while he was gone. Clicking a few keys and zooming in on Frank and Mina sitting on the truck. His shoulders rising and falling with each ragged breath as he watched his second in command hop off the tailgate, grab Mina by the waist and set her down from the tall height.
Ulysses clicked a few more keys and the volume turned on the monitor, hearing Frank flirt with her, "They're playing our song, baby girl."
Mina laughed and let him pull her into a slow dance, "Really? This song?"
Frank spun her around, twirling her with her arm above her head, "Oh yeah, every girl needs to share this dance with her daddy at least once in her life. You know why? Cuz if you lose your one and only…"
Mina let Frank lead her to slow dance and sang with him while Ulysses and Disciple watched on the cams from the office.
'There's always room here for the lonely, to watch your broken dreams dance in and out of the beams of the neon moon.'
Ulysses smashed his fist on the keyboard and threw and office chair, "I want everyone in my office, now."
Disciple gave a quick nod and stepped around his pissed-off boss. He turned on the intercom to the warehouse and called for Frank, "Hey Brooks and Dumbass – date night's over. Boss wants us, now."
Frank finished their dance with a couple of twirls and threw the middle finger up to the camera watching them.