Reflections.
Everything moved so quickly. In one second Conner held his hostage at gun point. In the next Deadpool had rushed the two. Deadpool bet that Conner would aim for his attacker the moment he got too close. He guessed right. After all the decks were stacked in his favour.
Deadpool slammed into Conner, and Spiderman webbed the girl out of the way.
A single gunshot went off. There was no way in hell he’d let it get anywhere near Spiderman. He took it point blank in the stomach.
There was silence for a brief second. Then the room erupted into screams. Conner screamed the loudest in his ear. He hollered and tried to get the upper hand on the grapple. Deadpool pressed his weight down ontop of Conner. He let the struggle die down, then shoved an elbow into the middle of Conner’s chest.
“Payback is a bitch.” Deadpool grunted. Conner could only wheeze and clutch his middle.
The hostage clung onto spidey and sobbed. With gentle fingers he tried to ply her away from his chest. Victorious he moved towards Deadpool, just as Deadpool stood.
The police rushed the scene, Spiderman pried the robbers off the floor and helped the officers secure them in the back of the cars.
Deadpool rubbed his temples.
By the time Deadpool walked out of the bank the hostages had been directed to the ambulances. Spiderman wasn’t with them.
Deadpool wracked his brain for where he should be, and picked the hostage Conner held at gunpoint out of the crowd.
“Hey lady. Where’d Spiderman go.” She jolted at the harsh tone. Then soothed her hair out of her face and wiped away some stray tears.
“Over, over there. Uh…” she pointed and Deadpool followed the direction of her finger. Spiderman chatted with the first responders and Deadpool rolled his eyes. “Um, I never got to thank you.”
“What?” Deadpool stared at her at a loss for words.
{{A miracle.}}
“You saved my life back there. You rushed in and you, you’re bleeding.” She said in a rush. Deadpool followed her view and glanced down at his gut. Oh right.
He pushed a finger into the bullet hole and fished around. An audible gasp sounded from the girl, he ignored it. When he snagged the bullet he dragged it out and flicked it onto the concrete. He felt a hand pat the place where his neck met his shoulder.
“Yeah he does that sometimes. He’s a real trooper.” Spidey said jovially. And the tone put the girl instantly to ease. Deadpool felt heat rise up from where Spider-Man’s hand had been, all the way up to his ears. Had the hand lingered? His neck still felt the weight of it even after it was gone.
Deadpool swallowed.
She laughed tentatively. it was a laugh that softened her features and eased the lines of stress along her forehead. The kind that would cause crows feat to collect in the corners of her eyes some odd years away.
“What’s your name.” Both Spiderman and the girl startled at his question. He pressed on “ought to check for a concision.”
“Delilah.” She answered gently. She didn’t believe a word of his excuse but wasn’t about to call him out on it. Deadpool grimaced. What a fitting name.
“Well Delilah. You be careful now. Don’t want to make a habit out of being a damsel in distress.” Deadpool watched the two cycle through a couple different emotions. “If you’ll excuse me.”
[[where are we going.]]
“This is too much.” Deadpool sped away from the crime. He couldn’t stomach the scene behind him. When Spiderman called for him he pushed past the crowd faster. Out of courtesy Spiderman didn’t follow him.
He needed to figure out what was going on. If he had lost his mind entirely. Or if what he thought had happened, really happened.
{{My money is on the first.}}
“Weasel you would not believe the shit I went through today.” He slammed open the door to sister Margaret’s. He expected a intimate rondeau, he didn’t expect the crowd. The bar was swamped.
Deadpool groaned, and shoved his way through the scumbags and drunkards. Weasel hadn’t even heard him over the noise. His hands hit down on the tabletop, and he dragged the rest of his body up toward it.
He had to crawl up there. He was sure he had a boot mark from being trampled.
“Weas.” Deadpool wheezed. He pulled himself the rest of the way upright, and reached for the bartender. Weasel swatted his hands away and set down three drinks.
They were taken by some thugs and he replaced them with more.
“Weasel I need you right now.”
“And I need tonya to show up for her shifts.” Weasel struggled with the rum lid, and sloppily poured it into six glasses. A girl downed two and her friends whooped. “We don’t all get what we need.”
“Weasel this is serious! Look at me. Would I come to you if this wasn’t an emergency?!” Deadpool yelled over the crowd.
“Yes you would!” He yelled back.
[[yeah you totally would.]]
Some low level merc ordered a gin and tonic. He had an hulk hat on. Deadpool took one long look at him and knocked it off. “Get the hell out of here with that. Have some self respect.”
Deadpool watched weasel make three more drinks before he snapped. He hopped over the counter and grabbed onto his shoulders. “Look I need you man.”
“Fuck off deadpool.” Someone interrupted. He turned his head towards jawbone. Deadpool narrowed his eyes.
Weasel looked between the two nervously. He wasn’t surprised when Deadpool reached for the fork to their left and arced it over his head. He slammed it down into jawbone’s hand with enough force to pin it to the table.
“Pretty big words for a guy who just pissed himself.” Deadpool said loud enough for the room to hear. He let go of the fork as jawbone screamed bloody murder. Some patrons hushed, more laughed and hollered.
“Oh that’s unsanitary.” Weasel sighed. He watched jawbone try to pry his hand off of the oak.
“Alright every body take five. Bars closed.” Deadpool yelled. Then he dragged Weasel toward the supply room. three bottles got lifted before they even made it into the room. Bunch of criminals.
“You. Are a colossal asshole.” Weasel said as he was shoved further in the room. He crossed his arms over his chest.
“No, that’s Colossus.” Deadpool pulled Weasel in and lowered his voice. “I need your help.”
“Yeah when don’t you need my help.” Deadpool slapped his cheek lightly and Weasel glared.
“Listen to me man. Everything that’s happened today, has already happened before.” Weasel watched him a moment. Deadpool watched some unknown emotion pass. If anyone could understand this, Weasel would.
He pinched the bridge of his nose.
“Yea dude. The Avengers parade Happens every year. It’s tradition.” Weasel shook himself free and moved toward the door. “you owe me whatever I have in losses today.”
[[put it on our tab.]]
Deadpool slammed the door closed with one hand. He used his imposing height difference to tower over the man. Weasel groaned and tried to giggle the handle.
“No listen to me! Today. Is. Repeating.” Deadpool insisted. “I’ve been groundhoged.”
“Did you forget to take your crazy pills today?”
Deadpool squealed exasperated. He let go of the door. If Weasel wasn’t going to see reason then who the hell was Deadpool to show him?
Weasel paused in the doorway. He sighed to himself and closed the door.
“Fine. Let’s say I believe you. That you haven’t gone completely off the deepend.”
{{he has. But continue.}}
“Then you ought to retrace your steps. And figure out what the catalyst is.” Weasel said mater o fact. Deadpool stared at him blankly.
“The what?” Deadpool’s face screwed up into confusion. Weasels into frustration.
“The- Jesus the thing that started it all.” Weasel seethed. Deadpool wracked his brain.
“Honestly yesterday. Uh the first today was pretty great.” Wade began “I mean yea the bullet spidey took was shit but he was fine.”
“Then you missed something.”
Deadpool shook his head angrily. The room could hardly be considered large, but Deadpool began to pace. Weasel backed himself up into a corner to clear they way.
“Well. How am I supposed to know what I missed?!” His hands raised to cup his head. Instead he sliced them down through the air.
“Retrace your steps.”
“How the hell am I supposed to do that?! I’ve already messed up yesterday’s timeline!” Pacing made him dissy. The small room made his head swim. His panic didn’t help. ”I spent the whole day with spidey yesterday. And then I ditched him today. I don’t even know where he is now!”
Deadpool stopped dead in his tracks.
“But I know where he’ll be.”