Alina Shostakov is a Alexei Shostakov's daughter, trafficked to the Red Room with her siblings, Natasha and Yelena only she was there since birth, having no choice but to do as the said.
During a mission, she meets Wade Wilson, a mercenary with a l...
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- "Yanky, yanky!" -
"Oh, shit!" Wade exclaimed. "I forgot my ammo bag."
"Shall we turn back?" Dopinder questioned.
"No, no time." Wade denied, shoving ammo into his guns. "Fuck it. I got this. 9, 10, 11, 12 bullets or bust. Right here!"
Dopinder skidded the car to a stop, cars around them honking, "That's, uh, $27.50."
"I-I never carry a wallet when I'm working. Ruins the lines of my suit." Wade stated.
"Oh."
"But, uh, how about a crisp high five?" Wade asked, holding up his hand and Dopinder gave him one.
"Okay."
"Merry Christmas." Wade said, getting out.
"And a convivial Tuesday in April to you too, Pool!" Dopinder called after him.
Wade sat on the railings at the edge of the motorway, dancing to the music coming from his tape. He was doodling a picture of him killing Francis as he did so. He bobbed his head, dancing before taking a double glance at the camera.
"Wha... Oh!" He exclaimed, talking to the audience. "Oh, hello. I know right? Whose balls did I have to fondle to get my very own movie? I can't tell you, but it does rhyme with 'Polverine'. And let me tell you, he's got a nice pair of smooth criminals down under. Anyway, I got places to be, a face to fix and, oh..." he trailed off, looking down to the cars about to pass. "Bad guys to kill."
Wade stood with a small sigh, "Maximum effort."
He hopped off the edge of the motorway, his arms spread as he fell. He crashed through a sunroof, landing in the middle back seat. The car swerved, hitting another into the barrier between roads.
Wade elbowed one in the stomach and the other in his face. He then kicked the man in the passenger seat, smashing the man to his left's face into the seat before punching him in the balls, "Cock shot!"
Grabbing the man to his left, Wade pushed him into the man in the passenger seat before throwing him over his head and he crashed out the boot door, clutching onto the bumper of the car, screaming as Wade gave a mocking, "Ha!" before his face was slammed into the leather seat, "Rich Corinthian leather."
He pulled out of the man's hold, moving into the foot space in the opposite seat, kicking the man in the face before pacing his feet at his neck, "I'm looking for Francis!" He then snapped the man's neck with ease.
Poking his head between the two men in the front seats, he held up the doodle, "Have you seen this man?"
The man in the passenger seat grabbed his face, smashing it into the radio and the Stanton's changed with each bash of his head. The man punched him in the head and pulled out a gun, Wade grabbing his wrist, "Yanky, yanky!" He then directed the bullet to the drivers thigh, the driver screaming.
