"What's that?" Carolina asked, pushing her foot down on the soldier's chest even harder than before.
Chuckling, though wheezily, the soldier replied, "Only Weapon D.'s containment chamber malfunctioning."
He turned to his left to get a glance at the machine a few inches away from him. Said "containment chamber" was beeping loudly with a small red light flashing on the control panel.
Carolina bent over to get closer to his face. "What is the weapon?" she asked, growling.
The soldier turned to face her and responded in a sneering tone, "Only the last thing you'll all see." But as if he realized something, he began his head in all directions before stopping at his upper right and spotting the small switch broken.
Sighing, the soldier said sadly, "Well, fuck everything in life..."
The other Freelancers( yeah, remember them? They're still here) followed his line of sight and before anyone could ask about the device, the soldier turned back to Carolina and said in a quitting tone, "Forget what I said earlier, let me rephrase it: Weapon D. is the last thing we are going to see."
"Wow," South said, amusedly, "What is it that dropped your balls off in a few seconds?"
"Alright, ya fuckin' bitch, if you must know," the soldier started raising his voice but then calmed down to a passive aggressive voice and stated, "that device over there was the only thing that could keep Weapon D. sedated in case he get's out of line."
"What happens then?" Carolina asks.
The soldier sighs and says, "He kills everyone he sees..."
The Freelancers all stole glances from each other before soldier picked where they left off.
"And don't bother trying to stop it. Once that thing opens up, there's no reversing it. The best thing to do now is to get the hell out of here. In fact, I wanted to do that anyway."
Carolina removed her foot from his chest and brought him to his knees where she flexed her hand to Wash which told him to get some handcuffs. The soldier's hand were set down in front and he was cuffed and pushed to the side for Maine to apprehend him.
Then, Agent Washington noticed something he said.
"Wait, you said he." He stated.
The soldier looked up and, after a beat, he nodded his head.
"But it's a weapon."
"...Yeah." The soldier responded.
"But, you said, "he"." The Agent pressed.
After another beat, the soldier asked slowly, "Your point?"
Before anyone could respond to that incredulous question, he exclaimed, "Oh! I see." He shrugged, casually, "Sorry, I'm just too used to looking at it that way. From what I've heard, the rest of you aren't that different."
Carolina was about to step closer to ask what that meant but suddenly-
"HI-YAH!"
The chamber door burst open because it was taking way too long to open on its own.
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So, yeah, this where you came in. Now, I know what everyone is thinking: "that's it? there's gotta be more!" and perhaps there is but the author intentionally gave a glimpse into that before dropping subtle hints about the bigger picture going on here... but he wouldn't do that... or would he...? But I guess some of us deserve some action now. After all, it's not like that much time has passed by. ;)
Right, so what's happening? Well, Deadpool's up, killed their Freelancer's prisoner by accident after he tried to control him ( I'll leave that "accident" part to your imagination) and is currently trying to turn anything around him into sushi.
"I AM CURRENTLY TRYING TO TURN YOU INTO SUSHI!" Deadpool screamed at York and Carolina.
"Yeah! We can see that!" York exclaimed as he dodged another sword swing.
As that was going on, the other freelancers were standing around and talking (too obvious?) to each other on whether or not to help them. Particularly South and North who were standing side by side by a pillar.
"I mean, he is one guy," said South, "nothing we should worry about."
"Yeah," answered her twin brother, North, "but he has two swords and I think I state the obvious when I say "he seems to be unhinged"."
"SLICEY DICEY MICEY WICEY! OW!" Neither flinched as a sword flew and went into to the center of the pillar between the two. "STOP DODGING!" Then the other sword flew below the previous one, "DAMN YOU PAVLOV!" Finally, gunshots sounded and all was silent.
"I don't see what you're talking about." South said, breaking the silence.
York and Carolina were standing over the "dead" body of the red merc in casual stances.
"That's it?" asked York looking at Carolina, "That was supposed to be their secret weapon?"
"Rather disappointing." Carolina shook her head, "If that was the best the Innies could do, we have nothing to worry about."
"Oh, really?" Both turned at the sound of the voice belonging to the soldier with Maine, "They've been avoiding you freelancers for years, you really think they would have it be this easy?"
"Well," Stated York, "I can safely say this without hesitation: yes." He motioned his arms beholding the "dead" body, "I mean here lies the pro- where did the dead body go?"
Carolina turned as well and soon she and her partner were back to back. The other freelancers also seemed to be on high alert, as they lost their casual stances and went on the defensive.
"Did he go into armor lock?" asked York.
"I'm pretty sure we would've noticed," Carolina answered, "did any of you see him?"
"Would you believe me if I said he just disappeared?" Wyoming, sniper rifle in hands.
"What do you mean-?"
A whistle was heard and they all turned to see Deadpool up the driveway with a rocket launcher being aimed in their direction.
"Say cheese and die!"
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Maybe this was shorter, I don't know but first thing's first: I'm sorry.
I am so sorry that I didn't post this sooner but my problem is that I'm still learning how to write. I had no idea how to continue from the last chapter. But I promise I will have more in the next chapter. I find myself to be more a screenplay and dialogue writer on my better days so I'm struggling. The whole idea of this may have been to start a DP and RvB bandwagon but this story is not dead unless I say so. I'll have to work at my own pace though. Until then...