"I'm sorry about this Dad. I truly am." I said to Dad when Stryker left the three of us alone.
"What about him?" Robert looked over at Xavier.
"He volunteered." I was laying on the floor in the cell. Stryker was dumber than I imagined. Why would he put all three of us in the same cell?
"What are we doing here, Andi?" Robert asked.
"I don't really know. But I wouldn't worry about it too much." I held my hand out and my black hat appeared. I put it over my face and the other two just kind of looked at me. "Nothing's gonna go down until Wade shows up with Xavier's crew. And that's gonna be another day, day and a half. So, might as well take a nap until then."
"How can you act so calmly?" Xavier asked incredulously. "Your father was in mortal danger and you're going to take a nap?"
I took the hat off my face and sat up. "Alright, first off, he wasn't in mortal danger. If I know Stryker like I know I do, then he had absolutely nothing to worry about. Why? Because Pops here was used as blackmail. And Stryker, being the classy guy he is, he doesn't destroy blackmail. And secondly, I always plan everything out. Yes, I lied to you. Why? Because it was part of my master plan." When I get upset or stressed out, I speak very fast. And let me tell you, I was a frickin' motor mouth. "And let me tell you the next part of my most fantastical plan: this is the part where I betray you."
Xavier had this dumbfounded look as I teleported out of the cell. "Please tell me you're joking."
"She's not joking." Robert shook his head.
"How do you know?"
"Because Andi's allegiances lie with the highest bidder. And right now, this Stryker fellow is the highest bidder."
"How is it that you are okay with this?"
"Because that little girl always has a plan within a plan within a plan within a plan. She's too smart for her own good." He smiled a little. "She's exactly like my J'orah." He mused to himself.
"Who's J'orah?" Xavier asked.
"My daughter." Well, she used to be.
I slowly went to Johnny's room where he'd been sitting alone for the past few hours. He didn't even want to look or talk to anyone. Like that was really going to stop me.
I knocked gently and opened the door. "Charmander?" Maybe our old pet names would cheer him up a little.
"I'm not in the mood Andi." He sniffled and wiped the tears that were falling down his cheeks.
"Well that's too bad, cause I'm not leaving." I sat next to him on his bed.
"I DON'T WANT TO TALK TO YOU!" He shouted at me but I didn't flinch. "I DON'T WANT TO TALK TO ANYONE!" If he was trying to scare me, it wasn't going to work. I wouldn't let it.
In response to that, I said softly: "You aren't the only person in the world that knows what it's like to lose someone they love."
He finally looked at me, and his eyes were full of hate. I have never seen him like this, and I admit that it did scare me. "I don't know about you, but this is new for me." His tone wasn't just laced with anger, it was drowning in it. "And how dare you try to make this about you?"
That's it, get angry. Take everything out on me.
He stood up and faced me. "You know, I take that back. This is bout you. You let my wife die. My other half, the mother of my child. How dare you?! How dare you let her die!!" With that, he slapped me across the face. Once again, I didn't flinch. And he did it again.
I looked him straight in those pretty blue eyes. "Do you feel better now?"
"NO! Not even close!"
Okay. Time to break out the big guns. "Frankie was a whore. A skank-whore-slut-bitch if you will. In fact, I am actually surprised that Anita is yours."
I barely finished my sentence when Johnny punched me in the face. That hit was strong enough to throw me off the bed and land by the door. But it stop there. He came after me and started to beat me. He continuously hit my stomach, my face and only stopped when I grabbed his one fist and stopped it from hitting me.
"Do you feel better now?"
He started taking deep breaths to calm down a little. "A little." He admitted. He got off of me and helped me up. Once I was steady on my feet, Johnny gave me an extremely tight hug. "Thanks Bulbasaur." He whispered in my ear.
"If it counts for anything, I didn't mean what I said about Frankie." Strange, he's not as warm as he usually is.
"I know you didn't." We stood there for a little while, me laying my head comfortably on his chest, and him resting his head on the top of mine. And then, in barely a whisper, he said, "I miss you."
"In what sense?"
"All of them."
I sighed. "I'm not going to be your rebound girl."
"I'm not asking you to be. But could you at least act like my best friend?"
I have kind of neglected him. "Of course I can do that. I am actually a professional best friend. But only for you." I added quickly at the end. And for the first time that day, he actually smiled.
"What would I do without you?" Johnny asked as we pulled apart.
I shook my head. "Obviously you wouldn't be as awesome as you are now." He gave the smallest chuckle and he ruffled my hair which was still short enough to be ruffled. "I think now is the perfect time for the best comfort food ever."
"And what's that?"
"Stuffing."
I opened my eyes and got a slight smile on my face. Stuffing is the best comfort food.
"Stryker wants to see you, Traitor." Jesus Christ Superstar not her again.
I got up from my cot and went over to Danielle Moonstar. "Are you sure I'm the traitor?" I whispered. "Because I'm not the one that's working with Mr. Fury." I breathed. Why didn't I shout it to the world? Because Stryker would kill her. As much as I didn't like her, I wasn't going to end her.
"You know?" For the first time, I saw fear in her eyes.
"How could I not know? You've got S.H.I.E.L.D practically written all over your face." The truth was, it wasn't that obvious. It just took a little research. I left her, eyes wide, and found Stryker in his "Office".
"You wanted to see me sir?"
"Yes." He turned away from his security camera screens and looked at me. "It seems that our troubled teenager has come home. And he's brought friends." I looked at one particular screen and saw Wade with Xavier's team.
"I don't know what you want me to do about it. I can't take all of them by myself." I am such a liar. Of course I could take them by myself, I could do it blindfolded.
"I want leverage."
"I know the perfect person." I mumbled.
"Oh and look, our little soldier has even brought us Logan and Remy! What a wonderful family reunion this will be." That being said, I teleported out to the group of eight: Scott, Wade, Ororo, Jean, Rogue, Remy, Kitty, and Logan.
When I appeared to them, they had no idea who I was. Why? Because I had the same 'Deadpool' outfit as Wade, only the colors reversed, as well as a mask that covered my entire head. They only saw me for a second before I teleported behind Storm, grabbed her, then teleported to the cell where Xavier and Dad were.
"Xavier?!" She exclaimed in relief over seeing the man who has been a father to her. "Richard?"
"Robert." he corrected her as they shook hands.
"What are you two doing here?" she inquired.
"Better question is what are you doing here?" He asked Storm, but turned to me.
"Stryker wanted leverage and she was the first person I grabbed." I shrugged.
"Liar." J'onn chimed.
"Shut up."
"Andi! Go welcome our guests." Stryker's voice echoed from his little corner of the hideout. I teleported without another word and appeared in front of their group.
"Give it up! It's seven against one." Wade shouted at me.
"No. It's eight against seven." Then, back up showed. Zero, Lady Deathstike, Fred, Mirage, Omega Red, Sabretooth, and Sauron (an old addition, but new to me). My team lined up like Xavier's with Zero facing Gambit, Deathstrike versus Jean, Fred against Kitty, Sauron facing Rogue, Sabretooth and Logan (obviously), Omega Red and Scott, and finally, Mirage and I versus Wade.
This was going to be fun.
