twenty-four.
Said Red sonuvabitch wasn't exactly hiding very well, especially after having come around to drop Peter off.
Except, he knew that he wouldn't be caught, because he had a guy on the inside that was on the same team as he was. Well, sorta on the same team. It was like a double-double agent type thing he thinks.
He was also a little worried because the guy on the inside was close to Peter, which made him worry less at the same time. He was basically a clusterfuck of worry at this point and there was nothing to be done about it. All he could do was sit with his shitty anxiety about the situation. He didn't like having to betray Peter any more than he liked following Hydra, but there was only so much to be done at this point. He could either roll over and get Peter killed, or he could suck it up and quit being a bitch about it, singlehandedly saving Peter's life.
He's sure Peter would rather die than let anyone else get hurt, especially Stark, but again, only so much to be done.
Now I'm sure you're wondering, who is this guy on the inside? Is he someone we know? Is he an unimportant background character, or are we going to be totally surprised and betrayed when we find out who it is? Well, I don't know yet, because you're not going to meet them anytime soon. I'm keeping this little trick up my sleeve until I find the best time to use it.
Now, back to me, Deadpool.
I- Wait, this is a third person story, isn't it? Alright fine, HE slinked away from the building, back into the cover of the darkness provided by the trees. He was sure that he'd be detected as long as he was on the property, but luckily enough he was able to cut a wire. Funny how multimillion-dollar operating systems can fail with just one faulty wire. That's probably bad planning on Stark's part, but oh well, it makes Deadpool's job so much easier.
Wade makes his way through the trees, knowing that for now, he won't be caught. It would ruin the plan and they- his inside man- knew it. It was too soon. The plan wasn't anywhere near finished. And sure, Wade threw in some twists and turns of his own, but that just made it easier for his inside man. The less they knew, the easier it would be to act confused, well, by then it would be real confusion.
Wade thought it would be better for his inside man to only know the main part of the plan. All of the extra flair was on Wade. The symbiotes were his idea, and it's a good thing too. It added drama to everything, sent everyone into a panic, and the panic was the perfect cover to the underlying chaos.
As long as the focus was on him being the bad guy, then he could make sure to keep the real bad guys out of the way. As soon as someone figured out they had a traitor inside their ranks, it'd be Civil War between them all. God knows that it wouldn't be one against all. They'd each pick sides with each other. There'd be someone that'd side with the traitor, simply because they were friends or lovers. The thought made Wade roll his eyes because even he wouldn't side with someone like that.
Just the thought of being like- No, focus. This is for Peter. Peter. Holy shit, what'd I do to Peter? I can't believe I- Wade can't believe he did that to Peter... It wasn't going to make anything better, and he's so sure that Peter won't want anything to do with him after the second half of the plan sets into motion...
In order for that to happen, he needs to sneak Peter away again. He needs to be with Peter again anyways. The little Spiderling is the only thing that's been on his mind lately, but it's not like he's complaining, but sometimes it's inconvenient. Except for when he was alone and could get away with beating off to the image of Peter etched into the backs of his eyes...
The thought of Peter's smooth skin and slender hips on their own was enough to get Wade going, and right now that might be a bit of a problem considering that his running pace is slowing and that the systems will reboot any moment now.
He let out a somewhat angry sigh and picked up the pace, barely making it past the cutoff for Stark's censors before the systems switched back on... That was too fucking close, Christ Wade, pay more attention, will you? The whole plan is on you. Win or lose, it's your fault... If anyone gets busted, they'll find some way to pin it all on you.
With a shake of his head and a sigh, he kept heading towards his destination. He found himself on one of the streets he'd walked with Peter, and if he remembers correctly, this is where Peter had his panic attack... It's weird to think that was only a few days ago, and so much has already changed. Not just for the two of them, but for everyone.
Three days. He has to wait three days to see Peter again, and he already misses the little web-slinger so much. Monday, Peter will be cleared to go back to school, which means he'll be unsupervised. Whenever Peter gets the chance, he's going to slip away from the school to meet up with Wade, and they'll probably end up fucking in an alleyway somewhere close to the school. It's an amazing thought that Peter would still want anything to do with him, though, Peter didn't know what he'd done yet, and he certainly didn't know what was going to happen the more time they spent together.
Wade shook the thought away, along with the thought of fucking Peter senseless against a dirty concrete wall, and got on with his business. Well, we say business, but really we mean he went to his apartment and took a nap on the couch, the dialogue of Brokeback Mountain lulling him to sleep.