OMEGA ( x-men.. ) ✔

o3. the final omega..

"Look," Wade spun his blade through a man's leg. "I don't have children. I always wanted to have a little mediocre lunatic running around, ruining my day all the damn time, just so I can cry tears of deplorable relief when they sing a poem or fuck their best friend at prom. But wishes don't come true and I ended up with a really, really cool niece who is not even my niece and she has a family tree more fucked up than my daddy and mommy issues."

"What?" The man cried. He tried breathing techniques to keep the pain from making him cry.

Wade gasped, "No, no, no, don't do that! It makes you look like a pregnant woman and I've never killed those before. Here, let me..." He pulled his blade out of him and punched him instead, so hard the man's nose cracked out of its place.

With a change of mood, Wade grabbed this man by the collar and sat in his lap. "Now, Daisy's part of my fucked up family and I heard you heard things about Anchor, so start talking or," he carassed the crying man, "Imma start being nasty as fuck."

"I don't know about a Daisy-"

"Tsk," Wade shook his head and took his gun out, pressing it against the man's crotch, right between them. "I don't like that answer, rephrase like we're in English and you want to pass."

The man decided to cry some more so Wade flipped the safety off, "I don't even know why I put safety on anymore. Hurry up, I'm getting horny for violence here."

"I didn't hear about a Daisy, but I have a friend that has a cousin who works for Anchor..."

"I am starting to hate you a little more," Wade whispered. "But go on, you got my attention now, broken toy."

"H-he...," the man stuttered, "he boasted a month ago to my friend about some special use of his engineering degree. They were building something big, like a bunker-"

"Where?" The jokes disappeared quickly and Wade's seriousness kicked in, sensed so clearly through how his tone dropped.

"I don't know, I really don't know."

"Well, tell me what you know or no more children for you either-"

Scared for his life or whatever was supposed to be between his legs, the man shouted his answered and closed his eyes, "Von Strucker! He provided... He provided materials."

Wade gasped and looked away, towards the wall to his right, "HYDRA and Logan reference? Now that's a plot twist I am glad to be part of... Thank you, Fred."

Just as Wade turned back around and touched the tip of the man's nose, he opened his eyes too, confused. "My name's not-"

"Right, you go by mutant hater, my bad," Deadpool got up, gun still ready. "Like Katniss once said, mutant and proud, bitch-" He pulled the trigger right through the man's nut sack and shrugged.

"You're welcome," Wade nodded down at the man that just passed out from the absolutely "heartwarning" scream. "Now you can go to Game of Thrones and make it to the last season."

"Was that really necessary, Deadpool?"

Wade turned around and sighed, seeing as Daredevil himself was still there. "You enjoyed the show and you know it. I didn't even kill everyone in this hideout so you should be thankful."

Matthew laughed from behind his red mask, "Right. You would have killed them all though, if I wasn't here."

"You're a saint, or whatever," Wade walked over, stretching all the way and finally clasping a bloody hand on Matt's shoulder. "From a dude in red suit to another, thank you for landing me this tip."