"Y'know. With so many time skips we've been through so far in just a few chapters, I'm worried that you guys will die of old Age. I can't die myself, immortal curse from Thanos an all. But you guys! Let's just say that it would be very boring freelancing by myself again, especially after finding out that Baby Daddy Taskmaster took kids under his wing!" Deadpool was spinning around the lab in a swivelling chair bored out of his mind just talking nonsense to his friends. "Hey, Spidey! Did you know that you were originally supposed to be implanting Symbi babies into people by biting them? It would've been gnarly and made you the villain of the story," he laughed crazily. "Whoa, my speech is bolded now. At least my speech is special like in the comic books. Yellow text doesn't really translate well over to Fanfiction websites."
"Wade. You're talking crazily like you always do," Peter warned.
The former hero wasn't a kid anymore. He was older, already in his early 20s. And his appearance displayed it. The young man was now sporting a mild scruff on his chin that he kept in a neat shave. His hair was no longer as long as he used to keep it either. It was kept in a short messy style instead. His appearance alone would be enough to charm any girl into whatever he wanted. But, his scar still kept him at an intimidating space.
It made him into a true predator now. Intimidating everyone in the room except for Deadpool. Even Black Cat was skittish around him and she was his current long-term fling.
"I know that breaking the 4th wall is my shindig and all, but you were loads more fun when you also broke it. Made for some kewl fights. Don't know why it was retconned. Too many fragile snowflakes in my opinion. Hey! I just noticed that the lab looks like Star Labs. Hashtag Savi did nothing wrong! And Iris should've died! Whoop! Whoop! Whoop! Whoop! Whoop!" The mercenary rolled off to a corner continuing to mumble nonsense while the others ignored him.
"Now that you're back, will we leave all this nonsense behind?" Felicia whispered into his ear as she took off the domino mask.
Her experience with the symbiote had left her shaken up; however, she still felt the need to join with it once more and feel its power. But it also frightened her. Her mind had taken a back seat and whatever was there wasn't her. At least not all of it.
The two assassins in the back heard her request though and became worried. If Peter retired, that would mean that their payment would be cut short. Not only that, but Tyler had to admit that it's been fun doing these jobs. And Catherine would miss being near the criminal.
"We've told you already. No! Fury and the others still need to pay for what they let Octavius do to Aunt May! And the person who corrupted us is still out there somewhere," Peter growled as his right hand turned into a spear that he used to jam into the metal table.
"So if you want to leave, then leave. We don't need you anymore."
Those words shocked Felicia. Her face contorted with emotional pain. She couldn't believe what came out of his mouth. Tears burned her eyes and her white hair shook as she looked around in confusion.
"What? WHAT!? I've stood by you, Peter! For years already! I've done everything you've asked of me, for love! Are you telling me that you've used me all this time! Used me as if I were nothing but a tool!" she yelled at him in anger as she punched his chest.
"No. Do not talk to us about being used," he narrowed his eyes at her and used the symbiote to cover her fist, trapping her. "We were used the whole time we were part of SHIELD! No one cared about us or what happened to our family. Do you know what Fury did the first time we met him? He used the memory of our uncle against us. Just to recruit us into his little team of kids. And when we declined, he decided to shoehorn in those ridiculous kids into our school and replace the principle with a SHIELD agent. Then we really couldn't decline his offer anymore. So don't you dare tell us that you were used, Felicia," he glared at the woman and released her. "And if you fell for me, then that's your problem. Not mine."
Instead of trying to pursue the issue further, she left the room.
The whole time, Deadpool and the other two were watching the whole argument unfold.
"You're dying aren't you?" for the First time Deadpool sounded serious.
"What?" Peter stared at him blankly.
"You never behave like that. It's sooo out of character for you. You're desperate right now. You want revenge as soon as you can get it. I know what it's like. I had cancer. It's what turned me into this." Deadpool raised his mask to reveal his deformities. "You can't hide it from me. What's wrong?"
Peter didn't know what to do. He just kept working on the device he had. Twisting the screws on it and adding strands of code on the computer while everyone watched him. After a while, he cleared his throat, then started talking without taking his attention of the paragraphs of code.
"We do not love Felicia. The only woman we ever loved betrayed us and because of it, we refuse to allow anyone else to become our weakness," he replied trying to prance around the question he was asked.
"Well, we, didn't ask that. Are you dying? Yes. Or no?" the merc repeated his question.
The noise of the air conditioner filled the void as Peter kept stalling.
"Yes, we're dying. The corruption affected us molecularly. Stabilization will only last for a while. Before we turn back into a pile of sludge, we want to kill whoever did this to us. Or maybe, along the way, find a cure to our situation."
AN:
What the hell? The story finished already!?
Yes. I really didn't know how to bridge the gap between the last chapter and the next. So I just made this one. Sorry Deadpool.
But it was too small. We don't even know how Tyler and Christine reacted to the REVEAL! How can you do this to us?! *Cries*
Thanks everyone for reading. Next chapter should be up before The Wattys comes around. See ya!