No-One But You (The Zephyr Endeavor)

Chapter 12: Connection Error Song (Part 2)

Holy Friggen Stuffed Cannoli Batman…

Wade Wilson was SUPER pissedddddd. He finally stepped into the dust-free office that belonged to the one and only Charles Xavier, and Deadpool immediately came unglued.

"WHAT IN THE ACTUAL FUCK, MAN? Mutant-man, or whatever the FUHK you are. What is going on today? I am so confused."

Wade was pacing Xavier's office, and he immediately wanted to throw a dart right in the middle of Xavier's bald head as soon as he saw him. The mercenary noticed a nice shine on the top, and it was tempting. He was alone in there with Charles, and the mutant politely told Wade to calm down and have a seat.

"Wade, please have a seat."

"I can't."

"Sit down."

"I don't understand what's happening.."

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SIT. DOWN. NOW .

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Xavier finally used his telepathy , and the mercenary reacted to the sudden demand in his head immediately. First, there was a painful buzz going on in his head… then Wade found himself quickly sitting down on a comfy blue chair.

He looked at Xavier through his mask as if it were story-time, because it felt like it was. Wade also felt like drooling, or throwing up. That telepathy shit was bananas. Deadpool couldn't get that thought out of his head too.

"Now, let's try to finally have a civilized conversation. This has been a long time coming Wade, and I understand you are upset. This change to the White Jackal's appearance is shocking, I'm sure, but the Surveillant Council knew it was coming.."

Xavier spoke gently to Wade as he eased up on the hold that he currently had on his mind a little. He gave the mercenary the ability to respond to what was said, but that was it. Charles had his mind on lockdown, because the psychic was in NO MOOD for any theatrics or outbursts.

Wade processed what Xavier said, and he tried to rub the dizzy sensation out of his brain. It felt like his mind was being massaged and squished around like play-doh. That shit was trippy. Wade almost spoke through all his drool and said that it felt like he dropped some acid…

"Is he actually a woman now? Like, for real? With an actual uterus, and breasts? Is it sexist to ask him, and would I get cancelled?"

Wade realized his mind was being suppressed as he spoke, because his soul was trying to lash out and spit multiple curse words, fire, brimstone and venom directly toward Xavier's genteel face.

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"Wade, your vulgarity deeply disturbs me…"

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"So… no breasts? I like breasts, but… I also like Ezekiel just as he is. So, I'm super confused Dr. Phil.. Help meeee…"

Charles wanted to press a button that was directly toward his left, and have Wade Wilson removed from his office and hauled out to the gallows. The psychic knew that doing that would accomplish nothing, unfortunately, so he took a moment for himself and he drew in a slow breath. He softened his hold on Wade's ability to speak and think just a little bit more, but not too much.

He needed to calm him down and have him speak with reason, so baby steps.

"I will not be commenting on the White Jackal's appearance any further, and you better learn when you can address him by his actual name. His identity has always been classified, and you know that."

Right. Ezekiel said something about seeing him when they were "alone"… but that no longer happened. Wade was never alone with him, and the two of them never got around to talking about what happened at his place.

It always felt as if it were a bad time, or maybe Ezekiel wasn't ready. OH WAIT, Ezekiel's mind was being fucked with by the STALKER COUNCIL. Wade suddenly remembered that upsetting detail, and he touched his forehead once again.

His mind was being fucked with too, but the mercenary held onto his anger and he forced his thoughts to power through. He had to, cuz that shit wasn't cool. Wade had to struggle a lot to force out what he wanted to say, and he kinda squirmed all around the chair as he spoke.

"You're fucking with his head. I'm not corrupting him, and YOU FUCKS are suppressing how he feels. That's why I'm here, so… this isn't over."

Bitch . Wade wanted to add that word into the mix, but he was unable to finish his thought for some crazy reason. Xavier was already aware of what he wanted to say, and the mutant made sure he didn't have to hear the same thoughts twice. Charles sighed after he heard Wade's efforts…

"Everything we do for the White Jackal is to preserve his mental state. You're too stimulating for him, so your presence must be suppressed."

SAY WHAT?! SUPPRESS THIS DICK. Wade quickly flipped Charles off with both hands, then he pointed toward his crotch and mentally told Xavier to SUCK IT.

He also processed what he said, so.. ok… he was too "stimulating" for Ezekiel. That was a clever clue. Wade had backed off from flirting with him, and… seducing him… for a long while. He stopped doing that when the "Jackal" suddenly went back with Victor Strange. He figured Ezekiel did that, cuz… ? Well, he kinda figured that he did something wrong..

I mean, Ezekiel was with him for like, three months. Remember? Then something must have changed overnight, and now look. Wade inwardly blamed the Stalker Council, so he stopped looking in Xavier's direction as the thoughts filled his mind.

"I know you care for him, but… this isn't about you. Try to understand that and actually see things from his perspective."

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Xavier's words hit a nerve, so Wade kept his attention locked on a small dent that he could see on the desk that was in front of him. The mercenary brought his glove-covered hand up and he slowly traced the dent with his finger. So… Xavier could tell that he cared for him? Oh, really now Jenny Jones?

"I thought things were getting better for him. I got him out of his suit for a while, and sometimes he seemed, happy."

Wade's voice really softened up with that one. He didn't want Ezekiel hearing what he had to say to everyone's favorite freak-shrink. The mercenary was more than over the conversation he was having with Xavier. The subject depressed him, and honestly all he wanted to do was curl up in a ball and watch TV. The Golden Girls was his go-to show, but you already knew that.

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"So, you're suppressing that… Is that what you're saying.."

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Wade already knew the answer, but he listened quietly for something more. Charles took his time before responding, and he heard all the information that wasn't being said.

"What the White Jackal has experienced with you has been too overwhelming. So yes, we're suppressing all of it."

AND… they planned to continue doing that for as long as they could. Xavier decided to withhold that portion of information from the infamous Wade Wilson, and he studied the body language of a very dangerous man.

The mercenary seemed very affected, and Charles knew him to have a big heart. Wade was also soft, and gentle deep down, so he wasn't surprised to find that the conversation between them had come to an end.

Wade stood up after that, and he fixed how his swords were placed over his back. The mercenary said nothing more, and he started heading toward his right. He ditched Xavier's office of lame, and he scanned the room for Ezekiel Stane.

Oh wait, he scanned the room for the female version of Steve Rogers/Captain America. That's right. Wade's eyes looked for that person instead, and he located the quiet coyote right away.

Ezekiel sent Victor Strange another message using his tech, then his eyes migrated over in Wade's direction. The mercenary didn't say anything to him at first. That was concerning, but then the merc mentioned something about the two of them packing up and "heading in".

"Isn't that what those nerds at S.H.I.E.L.D. always say? Don't they always head in?"

Wade decided to ignore the conversation he had with Charles Xavier, and go about his business as if they never spoke. What he learned was a bummer, but, what can you do…

The mercenary did his best to move on, and he slowly looked over the change to Ezekiel's appearance.

Chapter: END

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