Peter whimpered as he weaved through the crowded streets of New York. He felt tears prick his eyes as he felt the mercenary gaining on him. "Peter!"
Peter felt a body slam against him as arms encircled his chest. The momentum flung the two forwards onto the ground.
"Fuck! Fuck! I'm sorry!"
Wade cradled the smaller male as he whimpered. He felt Peter hands pound on his chest as the younger tried to squirm out of his grasp.
"Are you ok, hurt?" He asked, ignoring the physical lashing.
"Let me go!" Peter cried out pressing his palms against the man as he kicked his legs. Wade could tell there were tears forming under both their masks.
"Peter please, listen-"
Peter felt the weight holding him in place vanish as a large cybernetic tentacle struck his attacker.
Peter used his hands to upright himself as his savior walked into his field of vision.
"Well, well if it isn't the Merc with the mouth."
Wade growled as he pushed himself up from the ground.
"Fan-fucking-tastic Doc cockblock." Wade murmured as he unsheathed his katanas
"Mister be careful this guy is insane!" Peter cautioned his trenchcoated wearing savior.
"Aww so sweet, but you shouldn't worry about me."
Peter screamed as a jolt of lighting coerced through his body from one of the docs slithering arms effectively knocking him unconscious.
"Peter!" Wade cried as he lunged forward.
The doctor turned as his arms stuck out blasting the masked merc to skid across the ground yet again. Wade's body convulsed as he staggered for grounding.
"As much as I'd like to play with you, It appears I've got what I've come for."
Two of Ock's tentacles twirled around the limp prize as he used the other ones to propel himself towards the closest building.
"F-Fucker!" Deadpool spit as he stumbled onto his feet. Without hesitation Wade followed after them.