Chapter 24
It had been a few weeks now. Wade was moved back to his apartment. He was wearing his red sweater undernethe a jacket and a pair of worn jeans. His boots crunched over the icy sidewalk as he made his way to down the dark street to a bar. He was texting Peter, they were quiet after Wade had told him his aunt was okay. Wade was afraid that in his absense the student realized that talking to him was a bad idea. But then Peter sent him a picture the bench they used to sit at for lunch with the words 'I miss you' under it.
Wade's stomach fluttered like it hadn't in years. He hummed happily, skipping into the bar, "Wealse!"
"You're just keep coming back. Like an STD," the man behind the bar lifted his glasses on his nose. "That would explain your face."
"Weasle," Wade repeated sitting at the. "Boy am I glad I didn't blow your brains out for betraying me. Buddy ol' pal."
Weasle grimced crossing his arms over his chest. "What do you want Wade?"
"Have you had a guy named Max come around? Big guy, dark hair, lots of scars."
"Maybe," he tapped the counter top. Instead of putting money down Wade dropped the Desert Eagle from his holster. The lanky man's adams apple bobbed in his long neck. "He came by a few days ago asking about Spiderman."
"What'd you say?"
"Hero's don't come around these parts unless they're arresting someone. Haven't seen the spider dude like, ever." Weasle picked up a beer, "he asked about you too."
"And?"
The skinny man drank from the bottle. "Told him you haven't been around in years. Heard you were turning over a new leaf."
"That all he want?" Wade reached over the counter for a bottle of whiskey. Weasle glanced down at the gun again deciding to just let him have it.
"That's all he said."
"Did he say where he was going?"
"He took a gold card before he left. Some woman uptown. He's probably finished by now." Wade downed some of the bottle, stowing the gun back in it's holster.
"If he comes back you know who to call." Weasle gave him one last look before Wade was leaving. He took what he could from the computers in the facility where they were held. It was full of each prisoners' personal information and a list of fake named emploees. He wasn't able to get anything important. He made sure to destory anything on the people held there along with the building. SHIELD agents showed up just a few hours later.
He sighed opening his phone, going to the internet tab to see if he could find any news on the woman on the gold card. It was the first article to show up. An owner of a huge corporation was laundrying money, she was killed inside her apartment. There were no suspects or witnesses. "Useless," Wade grunted shoving his phone back into his pocket. He would just have to go look for himself.
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Wade had managed to get the apartment building's survalience videos. He went back to his apartment with a pizza. He sat through the feed for the day, looking through each camera that led to the woman's room. He was just about to give up when he noticed someone walking around the building to the fire escape. He had a baseball cap pulled low so that his face was covered. The camera could only follow him so far up. It seemed like he went straight up to the room, a few minutes later it showed him coming down. He walked out of frame. It wasn't shown if he entered a car or walked away.
It took a few more hours but Wade collected the surrounding buildings servailence too. He followed the man two blocks away to a familiar black car. There were no license plates and it seemed to be headed out of the city. Wade tried to find any other servailence but they were too far out to be seen on anything. At least he had a general direction.
With that he geared up, tugging on a jacket o keep the still chilled air at bay. There were a few places he figured they could be hiding. It would take a while for him to check each one but figured he'd better start before SHIELD interviened. He was surprised he managed to keep ahead of them for this long. Then again they could just be watching Deadpool do the work for them. He had yet to find any kind of boss. He knew that whoever they were would be well protected, someplace out of state.
Wade made his way around the secluded areas, checking each empty building or parking garage. He knew they'd be on high alart since he destroyed their last base. He was almost out to the docks when he noticed a black car sitting with a few dozen more. There was a mixture of other car with them, it was in a used car lot. Wade made sure the license plates were the same before storming into the small building.
There was an elderly woman sat behind the counter who looked startled at Wade's apperance. "I'm looking for Max," he said stiding to the counter.
"No hablar ingles."
"Estoy buscando Max. Lo has visto? El es Alto, pelo oscuro, tiene cicatrices."
"No, no esta aqui," she shook her head but her eyes darted to the moniter on the desk. Tilted just enough so that Wade could see they were security cameras.
"Estas seguro? El coche esta afuera."
She swallowed shaking her head, "no se nada."
"Eso no es lo que he preguntado. Es Max aqui?"
She looked at the monitor again. Wade decided she was of no use and turned the monitor so that he could see it. She stepped back and let him look. There were a few men in the garage just on the otherside of the doors. A few of them were armed. One of them fit the discription of Max. He pulled the gun from his hip and marched through the doors hearing the woman shout after him. The men turned around, Wade had shot two of them before they could register what was going on. The retaliated but Deadpool had aready advanced switching to his swords. He took out all but one. Max stood a few inches taller then Wade, a snarl on his face.
"You Max?" The man didn't answer. Instead he let out what could pass as a roar, arms bulging making viens appear all over. He lunged at Wade who rolled out of the way. He brough one sword down on the man's back, shrieking in dispair as the metal shattered like glass against his skin. "Titanium skin? You get that at hero bootcamp?"
"You're dead," the man yelled tackling the merc into a car. Wade wheezed as the air was squeezed out of him. He brought the hilt of his sword down against the man's spine lossening his hold just long enough for Wade to stumble from his grasp. There was definantly some internal bruising going on. This was going to be a lot harder then Wade anticipated.
They were going all out in a matter of seconds. The scar down Max's face turning a irritated shade of red as he pumbled Deadpool to the ground. The merc had his hand pressed to the it, trying to claw the bigger man's hand from his throat. He tilted his hand, digging his finger into Max's eye making the man scream in pain. The mercenary twisted his wrist away grabbing a gun. If his eyes were penitrable then all Wade had to do was shot at them. But Max had snapped Wade's wrist back, shoving his other arm to the ground and yanked.
Deadpool shouted in pain as his shoulder popped out of place. He cracked his head up against Max's nose only doing more harm to himself then the other man. With both hands useless he was quickly losing. Max had connected huge superpowered fists into the merc's face repeatedly. Wade could feel the way his bones started caving in. He brought one leg around Max's and tilted away at the next swing, causing the big man to lose balace. Wade switched their position, using mostly his elbow to beat the man's face in. They both whirled around at the sound of the garage door opening. Dozen's of armed people rushing in shouting, "hands up! Freeze!"
Wade shot up from the ground running to the exit as Max made a break for the office door. They were both shot at with some kind of tasers. Wade grinded his teeth dragging his feet to the door when another bolt hit him. He fell to the ground with a groan, he could see Max on the office floor surrounded by people. They were on Wade in a second, clasping thick metal cuffs around his wrists. "Shit," he hissed pressing his forehead to the floor. These weren't just some over geared cops. They were SHIELD agents.
"Mr. Wilson." Wade growled turning to look up at Fury. "We've been looking for you."
"I've been running from you," he said bitterly, wincing as he was dragged by his injured arm to his feet.
"Take that one to the Rift. This one," he pointed to Wade. "Can go to carrier."
Wade sighed as he was dragged out of the garage. Now he had to escape from yet another situation. Great.
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Thankfully all they took from Wade once he was there was his weapons. He was still in cuffs, still fully suited, still really pissed that these dochebags had actually caught him. He was knocking his head against the thick glass of his cell. They had turned sound proofed it, leaving Wade to complain to himself. He hadn't stopped talking since he was brought in effectivly irritating anyone in the immediate vacinity. He used it as a way of getting back at them for tasing him.
His arm had popped back into place sometime while he was pacing the cell. At least he had his hands back. Now all he had to do was wait for a chance to run. Which would not be easy but they seemed to be somewhere in the Atlantic Ocean right now. He was about to smash his head against the glass just so that he could pass out when Fury walked in, agent Hill at his side. They went to a panel that lit up at his touch.
"Mr. Wilson."
"Patchy the Pirate."
Fury gave him an unamused look, Wade grinned leaning his shoulder on the glass. "Professor Xavier has spoken up for you. As well as Wolverin and Spiderman."
Wade gasped bouncing on the balls of his feet, "Wolvie vouched for me?! Aw I knew he loved me."
"However," Fury continued with a glare. "That doesn't excuse what you've done. You recently went around blowing up underground bases-"
"Hydra and Weapon X. You're welcome."
"Which means we were unable to uncover any information that could lead us to other bases or a person in charge."
"They didn't have anything to offer. They're all being very hush hush about their evil affair," Wade said rolling his shoulders. "Can you take the cuffs off now?"
"You've been interfering Deadpool. You caused us a lot of information."
"It was information on people who were victims. People who are dead or prisoners. But your are a group of corupt cum stains so maybe that's what you wanted."
The director sighed rubbing at the bridge of his nose. "Just tell us what you know."
"I already did! I had to write it all down and put it in a folder. I even used a pen instead of crayons. It was extra professional."
"It seems you know more then what you shared."
"Actually that's just you being paranoid. I found a name, I followed it, then you guys came in and took him before I could intergate," Wade was becoming more annoyed as he thought about it. Max was rightfully his. He was the one who went through all the work to find him. "You know I could probably get more out of him then you can. Aren't you still trying to get those Hydra agents to talk? What you guys not getting off on unnessesary violence anymore?"
"Our investigation is none of your concern." Wade blew out a raspberry taking a seat against the glass. His hands were starting to fall asleep. "You collected information from a Weapon X agent."
"My investigation is none of your concern," Wade sassed back in a deep voice.
"We could keep you here until you decide to share."
"Why AM I here? Usually you'd send guys like me to the Rift without a thought but you sent me here. And you had people vouch for me. And you're trying to intarogate me. So what I'm thinking is you need me for something. Probably something shady. Something I could probably do on my own because we both know I don't need you Cyclopse I've been doing your job during this whole case. But I will play you're game. IF," Wade said tilting his chin up. "You agree to some of my conditions."
Fury glared at him, agent Hill murmured to him quietly which made him sigh. "What are you're conditions?"
"Ah, ah, ah," Wade said stading up. "What are you planning first? I want a fair trade."
Agent Hill provided Fury with a folder, he didn't look like he wanted to share but swallowed his pride. "We might have a location on a Weapon X base. We believe it has more information then the rest. We need someone to enter the facility to get some information."
"Sounds like you're leaving some important stuff out."
The older man sighed closing the folder, "it's heavily guarded with maxium security."
"You need to get captured."
"You've escaped before." Wade sighed, he had a feeling that was what they were going to ask. Being able to heal meant he was usually the first to step out, on the front lines, being the bait. "We'll need you to retreve any information you can while inside. We know they are working on a dangerous drug that could kill a lot of people. We need to know how far they are and who they plan on attacking."
The merc began pacing again. It was true he managed to escape but those facilities didn't have the greatest security. He was lucky. Not only that but he was going to be watched now. After escaping twice he doubted Weapon X would go so easy on him. "It's not going to be that simple. You know that right," he said stopping to look at him.
"We are aware of the risks."
He turned around chewing on his lip as he thought out his plan. If they were right this could be his chance to find out who was behind this. He could end them both or at least give SHIELD enough for them to take them out. If not he would have to keep following these halfassed leads to more deadends. They were doing him a favor, a small one but it was still something. He sighed again turning around, "what happens if I can't escape?"
"We'll send in a team to destoy the base."
"Cool so I'll be on my own." He grumbled wrigging his wrists in the cuffs trying to get the blood flowing.
"We'll do our best to release the prisoners."
"Fine," he muttered. "But no matter what I want it on paper that you will do as I ask. Okay? Signiture, fingerprints, blood, the whole shabang."
Fury narrowed his eyes, "what do you want?"
"First I want to get out of here and I don't want you to follow but that's a given. Second you will delete any and all information on prisoners they have."
"We can't delete everything on everyone."
"Then you will delete everything on me. And Spiderman."
"Spiderman," he asked.
"Everything. You can manage that for two people can't you?"
"Is that all?"
"Oh and I want a new pair of katanas."
"Fine," Fury glared.
"Also, if you lie to me and back out I will destroy you and your little band of monkeys. It would be so easy," he murmured stepping up to the glass. "I mean you still think this is the first time I've been on this thing." Fury glanced back at Agent Hill who pulled out a tablet as if they could somehow figure out what he meant. I mean Wade could be bluffing...could be. "So we have a deal?"
Fury seemed reluctent but nodded. "Deal."