The Waverider Control Deck, Temporal Zone

Thanks to Cable's time travel device, Wade Wilson aka Deadpool popped up on the Waverider. "Oh, so cool. Extra props for the CW for making such an awesome set despite a TV-level budget. But that's what you get when you work in Canada." He commented as he looked around the time ship/space ship; while also wondering if anyone ever bothered to call it a space-time ship.

"Attention everyone on deck an unauthorized intruder has used a temporal jump and is currently on the ship's deck," Gideon said informing all the inhabitants on the ship.

"Hey, if it isn't the A.I. is that isn't voiced by my foxy girlfriend," Deadpool noted thinking of Vanessa.

The Legends then burst in on the deck: among them was Captain Sara Lance armed with her signature batons, Ava Sharpe pointing her pistols at Deadpool, Mick Rory aiming his heat gun, sorcerer John Constantine with fire literally in his hands, and the Colossus rip-off Nate Heywood. "Who the hell are you?" Sara barked at Deadpool threateningly.

"Woe, woe, woe," Deadpool said nervously as he put his hands up, they wouldn't be able to kill him, they couldn't. But Wade didn't come here to fight. "It's all right, I know it's an easy mistake to make but I'm not Deathstroke, okay?"

"What about Deathstroke?" Sara questioned if this guy was connected to Slade.

"Well, I was kinda based off him just like you were based off that one-off Birds of Prey villain. But I've sorta become my own person." Deadpool explained himself.

"What the bloody hell are you babbling about?" Constantine asked as some of the things sounded like complete gibberish to him.

"All I heard was a "I was" and then it sounded like binary or something," Nate noted.

"Uh, I always seem to have the problem when I break the fourth wall. But anyway, hi, I'm Wade Wilson. But you call me Deadpool." He introduced himself giving a friendly wave.

"Can we kill him now?" Mick asked Sara.

"Mick, you can't just-" Ava started to say but was then cut off by Wade.

"Sure, you can kill me. Well, you can try too, free shot." Wade suggested as Mick activated his heat gun.

"Mick, wait!" Sara ordered as she lowered his weapon. "Deadpool, what are doing here?"

"I thought it was kinda obvious, I wanna join you guys, I wanna be a Legend." Deadpool happily revealed.

"You wanna join us? Why?" Ava inquired.

"Well, like you guys have an absolute disregard for rules and superhero protocols; I'm also chaotic as hell. Also, even if you guys are Doctor Who ripoff; I love that you guys time travel all the time and mess up the timeline all the time to save the day." Deadpool said enthusiastically.

"We don't mess up the timeline every day." Sara protested.

"I'm sorry, isn't one of your team catchphrases that "you screwup history for the better"?" Deadpool.

"Well, uh-" Sara tried to say.

"He's got us there, Sara." Nate cut in, knowing he coined the phrase.

"Look, I'd be perfect as Legend. I'm funny, well I think I'm funny. I can fight as well as you, Captain Sexy." He winked at Sara, who was willing to test that theory. "I'm outrageously violent. Plus, added bonus I can't die." He listed.

"You can't die?" Sara mused.

"Yep, you're more than willing to try to see for yourself." Deadpool offered.

"Done," Mick grunted and shot the red-suited idiot with his heat gun, the stream of flames quickly covering his entire body.

"Arghhhh!" Deadpool screamed as he ran around like a chicken on fire. Just cause he could heal from anything didn't mean he didn't feel pain; why couldn't he have a healing factor like Claire Bennet from Heroes. Hell, why couldn't he sleep with Claire Bennet from Heroes?

"Mick, what the hell?" Sara exclaimed as the rest of the Legends watched in horror at seeing a man being burned alive, even an annoying one.

"He offered." Mick reminded her.

"Arghhhh-" Deadpool said as his shouts of agony grew quieter as he eventually collapsed on the floor, to play dead.

"Jesus," Ava said as she moved closer to check on the guy.

"Psych!"

"AH!" A startled Ava said as she and the rest of the Legends jumped back in surprise.

"Oh, wow. That'll leave a mark ... at least for a while." He commented as he got up and then started sniffing himself. "Hmm, I smell like bacon." He cracked.

"So can heal yourself, huh, pretty useful." Nate guessed as he looked at Sara.

"Okay, Wade-Deadpool, you seem harmless and fairly useful. I guess it wouldn't hurt to let you be a probationary Legend." Sara shrugged with some reluctance.

"Awesome, I'll take it!" Deadpool said happily.

"Well, uh, let me introduce myself. I'm Sara Lance, White Canary, and Captain of the Waverider." Sara stated.

"Oh, I know. I also know you were on Mad Men. Question, I know your character on that show wouldn't sleep with Don Draper but would you Sara?" Deadpool asked curiously. "He was so debonair."

"What?" Sara uttered as he was speaking non-sense again.

"Also, can you put me in touch with your sister? I'd love to ask her what it was like to co-star with Liam Neeson." Deadpool asked thinking about one of his favorite movies, Taken.

"Do you understand what he's saying, babe?" Ava asked her wife.

"Something about Mad Men and ... Liam Neeson?" Sara managed to make out something of his gibberish.

"Well, I'm Ava Sharpe, Sara's co-captain and wife." Ava introduced herself to the nutjob.

"Wasn't Ava your name when you were in "The Machine"?" Deadpool inquired as he pointed to Sara.

"What?" Ava uttered.

"Nothing, nice to met you my favorite hottie on Mistresses." Deadpool greeted her.

"Hi, Nate Heywood aka Steel." Nate waved at the guy.

"Hey did you know you, co-starred with Sara's sister on the Melrose Place reboot?" Deadpool asked.

"John Constantine. Something tells me you're a real git, aren't you?" Constantine uttered as he lit up a cigarette.

"Yeah, no offense Sting but I actually liked Keanu better." Deadpool shot at the Brit and then turned his eyes on Mick. "And the guy who just tried to roast me like a turkey is Mick Rory aka Heatwave aka my second favorite of the Prison Break brothers," Mick grunted and just left to get another beer. "Okay, talk to you later, Dracula." He shouted to the arsonist.

"Morning guys. Sorry I overslept, I heard we have an intruder." Ray Palmer aka The Atom said as he walked in on everyone.

"Hey if it isn't my least favorite Superman." Deadpool witted.

"Ray this is Wade or Deadpool if you like. He's joining us, provisionally." Sara told him.

"Oh, cool. Welcome aboard, I'm Dr. Ray Palmer." Ray said extending his hand.

"Oh you are so nice and cheerful, you Iron Man ripoff you," Deadpool said cheerfully as she shook his hand.

"Um, so Wade. Would you like to be shown around?" Ava asked politely.

"Lead the way, Orphan Blonde." Deadpool cracked, Ava winced as she understood that reference.

"Something tells me I just made a big mistake," Sara noted out loud.

"Well that's obvious, love," Constantine added.

Much later, Wade was in the food lounge and had Gideon make him as many chimichangas as possible. Mick walking, went to food creator to whip up some pasta that he was craving only to find the machine was busted. "Urgh, who broke the machine?" Mick said angrily.

"Oops, sorry," Deadpool uttered. "Chimichanga?" He offered his new teammate.

"I hate chimichangas!" Mick angrily grunted and grabbed a large kitchen knife and used it to sever Wade's head from his shoulders.

"Argh, Mother-. What I can't say that because this is a teen-rated chapter." Deadpool mentioned as both his head and body were on the floor. "Ugh, Mick? Buddy. I'll forgive you for the decapitation if you help me put my head back on my totally sexy body."

"Pass," Mick replied as he left Wade to himself.

"Mick. Mick!" Deadpool uttered loudly and tried to rotate his head back to his body. "Urgh. You know I'm actually wondering what will happen first I grow a new body or I grew a new head. Also, how am I still able to talk even though my throat's severed." He mused to himself and the readers, who had reached the end of the story.