Author's note: Since, in this story, the agency known as SWORD had a different role than in the comics, I gave it a new acronym that better fits the SWORD of my Marvel FanFiction stories (which will be in a shared universe similar to that of the comics or the Marvel Cinematic Universe.)

I strode casually through a quiet park in Washington, DC, unmasked and in civilian clothes. To hide the scars on my face, I wore a jacket with a hood pulled over my head, as well as a collar that covered my entire neck. A baseball cap under the hood, pulled low over my eyes- which were already covered by sunglasses- completed the disguise.

I saw Sam Wilson. He looked just like he said he would- a muscular black guy in an Army shirt and a tattered cap with the still visible words "NEW YORK GIANTS, SUPER BOWL XLII CHAMPIONS".

I didn't know how many Super Bowls there'd been since I lost my memory, but judging by how old Sam's hat was, it was more than forty-two.

Come to think of it, how did I know what the Super Bowl was?

Or how to tell that XLII was 42 in Roman numerals?

Or when World War II was, when Tyler mentioned Steve Rogers? Or how to speak English? Or how my language was English? How did I remember all these things, but not my life before Weapon X?

Memory is weird.

"Deadpool, is it?" Sam's words were skeptical and suspicious.

I nodded confidently. "That's what they call me."

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Abigail searched and searched and searched. And searched some more.

Nothing.

Somehow, Hydra had insider details on Weapon X. But how did they get that information? Who was their contact, their spy, their mole?

She reported to Special Agent Henry Peter Gyrich that, just like every day, there were no new leads on the investigation.

"Surprise, surprise," Agent Gyrich said flatly. Abigail thought it might be an attempt at humor, but she wasn't sure.

"Well, just let me know when- if- you do find anything out," he added.

"Yes, sir," Abigail replied.

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I explained to Sam Wilson what had happened to me- how I'd woken up in the room at the Weapon X facility, how Tyler Dayspring had said I was a mercenary, how I couldn't remember anything.

How I'd been sent to kill Nick Fury.

"I need your help," I concluded. "I need SHIELD to find out who Tyler Dayspring is, and who I am."

Sam nodded, still wary but starting to believe me. "I'll see what I can do."

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Natalia Alianovna Romanova- known by her friends as Natasha- looked through SHIELD's international database of known criminals and terrorists, searching for the names Tyler Dayspring and Wade Wilson. Also, anyone named Jack who was connected to either of those two people.

According to what Sam had told her, this had to do with the man who tried to kill Director Fury- the man who had knocked her out in the subway tunnel.

She had a special sense of respect for this man. Very few people could beat the Black Widow in hand-to-hand combat. She was, after all, being considered for some project of Fury's, something called the Avengers. Whatever that was, it had to be extremely elite; it was so secretive.

This assassin, this guy who called himself Deadpool, was pretty good.

She wasn't completely sure what was going on, but finally she ran across something in her search. She opened the file.

It was an Army personnel file on someone named Wade Wilson.

It read:

NAME: WILSON, WADE WINSTON

RANK: SSGT (E-6)

SERIAL NO. RA 273-49-8742

DOB: JUNE 7, 1987

POB: EDMONTON, ALBERTA, CANADA

The file went on to explain that Wilson had been a Green Beret- a Special Forces soldier- until being honorably discharged and joining with an intelligence organization.

Natasha recognized the group's name: SWORD. The Special Weapons, Operations and Reconnaissance Division was a smaller, lesser known sister agency of SHIELD tasked with eliminating terrorist threats before they happened. Who is this Wade Wilson, and what does this case have to do with SWORD? Natasha wondered.

She looked for more about Wilson, but there wasn't much. The name Tyler Dayspring had been connected with Hydra a couple times, which was certainly interesting. But who he actually was, Natasha had no clue. And Jack- well, there was a very interesting story concerning someone named Jack.