Some villain, new to New York, had begun to terrorize the city with a barrage of speedy, bug like robots. It would be a manageable fight if not for the giant air hip that sat above the clouds and continually sent out more and more bots. The Avengers were slowly being overwhelmed, but no one could reach the ship. All attempts at the flying factory were halted by the bots swarming anything that threatened the ship or was higher than the average skyscraper.
"What are we to do?" Thor asked in frustration as his thunder was once again blocked by several robots using their bodies as shields. "These pests won't allow anything or anyone past."
"There's just too many of them," Steve said into his ear piece. "We need to find a way-" the blond was cut off as a bot tackled him to the ground.
"Steve!" Several team members called out, but before Captain America could even collect his thoughts, something smashed into the robot's side with a loud crunch and was flung into a nearby car as someone yelled,
"Fooooooore!" The blond lay stunned for a moment as he caught his breath and looked up at his savior. "And it's out of the park!"
[I think we're mixing our sports up.]
"No, I'm pretty sure that's how it goes. We're playing polo right?"
{Who cares, that was awesome!}
"Did you expect less from us?"
"Deadpool?" asked Steve, pulling Wade from his internal conversation.
"Heya Cap!" The mercenary greeted him cheerfully returning the hammer he held to his back, as if the battle around them was not happening, and as if Wade didn't have the itsiest bitsiest gripe with the blond.
"Steve?"
"Steve, are you okay?" came the voices of his concerned teammates.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Deadpool helped me out," Captain America said into is ear piece, as he watched the merc with a mouth grinning proudly. Steve almost instantly regretted it, forgetting that Peter was on the line as well. The conversation was quiet aside from Tony's groan at the name, the others most likely focusing on the fight, before someone finally spoke.
"Wade's with you?" asked Spider-man in less of a pained tone than Steve's worry expected.
"Yes, he is." A pause of thought.
"He can help us," the college student declared.
"What, him?" Hawkeye questioned.
"No!" Iron Man instantly shot down, but the younger man didn't care.
"Steve, put him on."
"Are you sure about this?"
"Yes, come on, trust me." With a weary sigh, the captain looked around briefly at the attackers before handing over his ear peace.
"He wants to talk to you." Deadpool glanced questioningly at the offer but took it anyway, despite his painfully pounding heart telling him that he wasn't ready to talk to Peter again, not yet.
"Hello, awesome incarnate speaking, how may I help you?" the mercenary said into the device as he lifted it to his ear.
"Captain awesome, we need your help," Peter said, both excited and hurt at hearing the familiar voice. The other Avengers decided to stay out of the conversation, as they honestly were not sure what the two boys were talking about.
"Super Smarty-Pants! I haven't heard from you in awhile! What does my former side-kick need?" Deadpool asked, half happy that Peter still remembered that one silly night, half saddened by the knowledge that no more would happen, though he hid this feeling well.
"Well I'm sure you've noticed the bug infestation."
"Is that what those are? I thought we were having strange weather." Spider-man chuckled again, making Wade smile. God he loved that laugh.
"Well the mother ship is up above the clouds, but we can't get past the robots. Can you possibly teleport past them and take it down?" Peter asked as he did his best to confine any nearby bots with his webs.
"Wade can teleport?" asked Black Widow who was finishing off whatever her fellow spider caught.
"Yes, I have this little gadget on my belt," Wade said, pointing at his belt buckle, as if anyone besides Captain America could see it. Although, the blond man wasn't paying attention at this point anyway, as he had turned his attention back to the oncoming threat.
"Really?" Tony asked, more to himself than to anyone else, as he took care of the airborne enemies along with Hawkeye, though the persistent bots wouldn't let him go too high.
"One problem though, I can't actually go too far with it, definitely not all the way up there from the ground. I'll need a lift," Wade admitted as he looked up to the sky for his target.
"Right, To-"
"No," Iron Man immediately rejected the idea.
"Okaaaaay, Thor?"
"I'm sorry spider child, but I cannot leave my post at the moment," the god apologized with a grunt as a bot successfully pushed him back, though it left no visible damage.
"Uuuuuh." Peter thought as he backed up to a building, readying to climb up it. "Hulk?"
"Hulk help!" Came the green giants roar.
"Wait, what?" Deadpool asked, face paling a bit.
"Sorry Wade," Spider-man apologized, as he began to scale the building. He reached the top just in time to hear the mercenary drop the ear peace, let out a rather girly scream, and watch as a red and black object flew up at great speed. As expected, the bots turned their attention to the noisy projectile and attempted to make a wall, but this proved useless as Deadpool used his gadget to appear behind them, maintaining his velocity. The merc with a mouth eventually got so high he passed through the clouds and was out of sight.
It wasn't long until Captain America's voice came over the radio.
"What was that? What's going on?" Steve asked, having not heard the conversation but having watched Deadpool being thrown like a javelin by the Hulk.
"Wade's infiltrating the ship with his transportation belt."
"Hopefully. Did he make it?"
"Well he's not coming down, so probably."
"Hulk help!" the beast boasted proudly.
"Yeah, I saw buddy, good job," Captain America said as he returned to the fight. "I'm surprised he agreed to help," Steve said quietly, more to himself than any of his friends.
"Yeah," Tony agreed, prepared to continue with his opinion of distrust in the mercenary, but he was interrupted.
"He's a good man," Peter cut in rather coldly, having held his emotions in check as best he could, trying to look professional for the team and S.H.I.E.L.D..
"Hope he doesn't use this opportunity to get back at us, Capsicle," Iron Man half-joked, though he did believe the threat to be real.
"He won't," Spidey assured them, and was proven right about 5 minutes later when explosions were heard from above. All the robots abandoned the battle and rushed to the mother ship as it finally dipped below the clouds. The machines covered it, most likely in an attempt to keep it aloft, but there was no stopping its descent. Thousands of civilians, S.H.I.E.L.D. members and of course, the Avengers watched as the airborn factory fell. Some concerns were raised as it seemed like the ship would crash on land, but it soon veered left and finally hit the Hudson River. The city exploded into cheers as the colossal plane began to sink, along with the bots that began to drop as well with their control center off line. Everyone was happy, hugging, celebrating, but not Peter.
"Where's Wade?" Spider-man asked quietly before screaming from the lack of response. "Where's Wade?!" Finally someone from S.H.I.E.L.D. halted their cheers to check for the mercenary.
"I-" A woman started over the radio, the happy tone in her voice quickly disappearing. "It seems he's still on board." The woman continued, explaining through techno-babble as to how she knew this but was ignored by the college student as a familiar set of stones formed in his stomach and heart.
"N-no," he said quietly to himself.
"Peter," Steve said placing a gentle hand on his son's shoulder. "He'll be alright, his healing-"
"WADE!" the brunette screamed, showing that he hadn't been listening to Cap as he began to run full tilt to the crash site.
"P-Spider-man wait!" Steve called after his son, prepared to give chase, but he was stopped by Natasha.
"Let him go Captain, there are more important things right now, like helping any injured get to a doctor." Steve quickly agreed and followed his team mate's lead, though his son was still on his mind.
Said son was now closing in on the water. He could hear voices over the earpiece, some mentioning him, but he could barely hear over his pounding heart and the tears he halfheartedly tried to hold back. Eventually, he just removed the earpiece out of annoyance, abandoning it on the ground. The fear, panic, desperation, and constant pleas to no one in particular, they all hurt, yet were so familiar. He had felt this twice before, first when he was nine and his parents had their accident, and then the night Gwen passed away.
"God, please, not another. Don't take another person I love, not him, not Wade," Peter thought desperately, as he finally reached the edge of the river, running into the freezing water without hesitation, prepared to dive in. Before he could, however, he froze at the sound of a voice calling his name.
"Spidey?" Peter turned to see Deadpool, his outfit torn with large chunks missing and stained with blood, but alive, standing knee deep in water not too far away.
"Wade!" Peter yelled, attempting to run to him, though the thigh-high water, was proving to be an obstacle.
"Hey!" The mercenary greeted Peter with a big grin, doing his best to hold down the feelings that crept up, expressly after hearing the younger man's voice crack. "You should have seen the fight, it was so cool! Well, I was, and-" the merc's mouth was cut off, however, by Peter flinging his arms around the taller man's neck and burying his face in the Wade's chest, making no attempt to cover his tears. "H-hey Spidey. Your pops are gonna get mad, you better not," Deadpool suggested, though he was more concerned as to whether he could keep his emotions in check.
"I don't care," the brunette practically whimpered as he pulled the taller man closer, not caring that he was covered in cold water and blood. "I was so scared." Wade hesitated, but couldn't stop himself from returning the embrace, partly to comfort the crying man, and partly to enjoy the contact he had craved. He had missed the younger man's warmth so much, along with the rest of him of course.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I would have teleported but I needed to make sure we crashed in the water. Ha, look, I'm turning into your dad," Wade joked in an attempt to lift Peter's spirit, which it did a little. Peter let out a short chuckle as his tears slowed and eventually came to a stop on a final sniff. Then he let out a shaky breath. "There we go, better?" Wade asked as he placed a hand on the shorter man's head and rubbed it soothingly. Before the brunette could reply however, a familiar voice called out to him.
"Spider-man!" It was Tony, using his son's alias so as not to reveal his identity. Peter tightened his grip on Wade, not yet ready to let go.
"Hear that? You're being called. Better let go before tin man throws a tantrum," Deadpool said as he let his hands fall to his sides, expecting the Peter to do the same.
"No," the younger man said, rubbing his face against the other's chest. "I'm not leaving you again." Wade's heart swelled at the statement. For once in his life, someone he liked truly wanted him back,... too bad it was someone he couldn't be with.
"Come on now, you know I'm alright, time to let go," the mercenary said, finding it harder and harder to push Peter away. The student simply shook his head, hands beginning to shake slightly, from fear of what his parents would do, from worry for Wade, and from determination to stand his ground. "But the Avengers," the older man reminded him, in a last attempt to have Spider-man let him go, not having the heart to do much else.
"I want you more." Wade froze for a moment, taking the words in, before wrapping his arms around Peter, tears forming at the corners of his eyes.
"Thank you," the mercenary said quietly resting his head atop the brunette's.
"Spider-man!" came Tony's voice loudly, as the sound of jets got closer. He'd found them. Deadpool considered releasing the younger man but couldn't make himself do it. Peter's grip on the mercenary tightened as he felt the small waves and heat created from Iron Man's repulsor boots standing beside them, though he did not actually touch the water. "Let go of him right now!" Tony demanded, but his request was ignored, neither man even looking at him as he spoke. "We've talked about this," he reminded as he grabbed his son's arm in an attempt to pull the student away, but Peter jerked out of his grasp and flung his arm back around Wade. "Peter!" Tony hissed, trying to keep his voice down.
"Petey, come on." Deadpool advised, not wanting to cause a scene, patting the brunettes back. Reluctantly, the two let their arms slip from each other, and the younger man took a step back.
"Good, now come with me; Steve and I are going to have some words with you," Tony's voice was a whisper, so none of the others heard, but he did not expect the response he was given.
"Good," Peter said grimly, like it was Tony who was in trouble. "I have some things I'd like to say, too," the student said, giving his father a serious look, although it wasn't very noticeable from under the mask, before turning back to the mercenary. "I'll talk to you again soon, alright?" Deadpool gave a nervous grin and nodded, glancing at Iron Man, slightly scared of the billionaire's wrath.
Peter then raised his arms, signaling that he was ready to be taken, knowing that this was how his father would want to transport him, though this wasn't the younger man's preferred method of travel. Tony wrapped one arm around his son's torso, gave a warning glare to Deadpool, which he couldn't really see, and flew off, leaving Wade alone in the cold river water.
I tried to be sweet, I feel like it didn't work too well.
I will say the sport joke was probably the best in the story.
Both my mom and I kept imagining Peter going 'Daddy up' like a little kid at the end.
