Wade and I have a bit of a problem. Alexis is missing, and we both have an inkling as to where she is.
Remember a few chapters ago, when Daxter and Jak commented about the senzu count being low? Well…
Yeah. Joker, Meta, Ganon, Sektor, Deathstroke, and Fulgore keep attacking the shipment that delivers that stuff, along with everything else. Meats, spices, vegetables, fruits - Do you think they got the point, Wade?
Yeah. Probably. It also has all that other stuff. Like the cybernetic batteries for Raiden, chemicals for Web-head's webbing, a bunch of gadgets for Stark to mess around with - a whole lotta stuff.
And Alexis, being the sweet girl that she is-
She shot me! And you!
BEING the sweet girl that she usually is, got onto the shipment to fend off regular bandits. But…
Yeah, Those six are FAR from being regular bandits.
Not to mention that the shipment also contains the outlines for the next few storylines. They got onto that thing because Alexis was holding onto them.
And because Joker's a nutjob bastard, he cut off my legs and burned the stubs with acid AND fire. I won't be able to heal this thing for at least a few chapters.
Those six also used their OWN mook maker to get themselves a small army of Tarkatans to give them backup.
Yeah, what we need is-
*Knock knock knock*
What the hell?
"Come ON Wade! Some of us want to use the massage room too, y'know!"
"Ugh, whatever Clint. I was done anyways." The Merc responded.
"Woah, what happened to you?" The archer asked as he noticed Deadpool literally dragging himself out of the jacuzzi room.
"Nothing. Just tried to rescue the shipment of our supplies in the time between cha-…" He looked towards Clint, thought for a while, then shook his head, "Nevermind. Point is, is that you know that shipment that we get every week that gets us a lot of senzu beans, food, and all that crap?"
"Yeah, it hasn't been showing up. Why do you ask?" Clint asked, a bit worried.
"Well, Joker, Meta, Ganon, Sektor, Deathstroke, and Fulgore took control of it, and are using the supplies right now."
Clint's eyes widened, "Oh crap! Without that stuff, we're vulnerable to an attack!" He realized.
"Who's want to attack us?" Snake asked, as he walked in, sans his cardboard box.
"The villains." Clint and Wade replied at the same time.
"Why?"
"They have our supply shipment."
"Shit!"
*THUD!*
"Shadow? What the hell?"
Shadow dusted himself off, and glared at Solid Snake, "I was trying to get the drop on this clone asshole, but he always knows when I'm going in!"
Snake chuckled a bit darkly and tapped his eyepatch, "Solid Eye,hedgehog. I knew you were there the entire time." He took out a cigarette and lit it up, "We managed to pull some strings to get Otacon here too as a technician along with Sam's pal, Grim. He could help out too."
"Without a healer, you three are boned. And without our beans, we can't heal you guys quick enough to keep up our defenses." Wade pointed out, leaning against the wall.
Snake rubbed his chin for a while before snapping his fingers, "I think I know a healer that can help."
"I'll be happy to help!" Peach said with enthusiasm, "But I'll need Bowser to keep me covered. His shell was helpful in his workouts when people like Dante and Deadpool try dropping weights on him." She said.
"I'll help out," Bowser said, taking a sip from his tea (Still Peach's superior tea, if you're wondering.) "I'd like to get some payback on some of those guys for mistreating my Goombas and Troopas." He grunted.
"Well, we'll also need someone with experience escorting shipments- "
"Can you guys stop calling it a 'shipment'? It's a little long, and the author is tired of typing the damn word at this point." Deadpool interrupted.
"What do you want us to call it?" Clint asked, choosing to ignore Wade's comment about 'authors', 'typing', and 'fanfiction'.
Deadpool shrugged, "I dunno. Maybe 'Payload'? Seven letters, and only two syllables. Pretty convenient, if you ask me."
"Payload?"
"Going for the obvious, huh X?" Wade muttered under his breath.
"Woo!"
*BLINK!*
"HOO!"
"Tracer, can you calm down for a bit?" Snake asked, "We need to be focused for this mission. Ken and Terry are going to be here in about two weeks, and we need to be prepared."
Tracer suddenly appeared by the Metal Gear Super Soldier, "Don't worry, love. I won't let those rotten villains win so easily." She reassured.
"I can stick around here to get the payload off the truck, and recover." Deadpool offered.
"Sounds good to me." Shadow shrugged.
"Well, now all we need is some line to end this all off, and start the adventure." Deadpool pondered.
"I got one," Tracer brandished her pulse pistols in a heroic manner, and spun them in a way that would impress Robocop, and pointed towards the street, "Cheers loves, the cavalry's here!"
They all ran off into the street, ready to get the payload to the hotel in a safe, and secure manner.
Eh, figures that would be the line we end off on.
So, think they can do it, X?
I have faith. Peach is basically support; Snake, and Clint are essentially defense heroes; Bowser is a tank, and I'm sure we're all aware that Tracer is offense, along with Shadow.
Clever. Think Alexis will be alright?
I hope so. She's really the only character I can claim rights to, unlike the others. Plus, well, she's the one who keeps me calm when I'm talking about characters I don't personally like.
Like Scout?
Yep. Not a fan of the guy. He over exaggerates everything. 'Team Player' and 'Role Model' my ass!
Speaking of, can ya shut up so I can stare at Tracer's?
Sure. But if Widowmaker ever shows up, she's probably going to put a bullet through your head for doing so. Then again…
Hmm…
Worth it.
Jinx! Jinx again!
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Dammit! Jinx!
