***GWEN***
"So where's this Bruce Banner, then?" Peter asks, stepping away from Steve as he continues to look through his phone. "Obviously not at SHIELD headquarters, otherwise we'd have met him by now."
"That's my next order of business," Deadpool says. "Believe it or not, all signs point to Strange wanting you guys to finally get back together. All the Avengers going around and, you know, Avenging things. With a capital A, of course."
"Oh, so Doctor Strange wants us to work together, huh?" I mutter to myself. "Bullshit."
"What do you mean?" Skye asks. "Of course Doctor Strange wants to help us out. He's a good guy, no matter what you think you know about him."
"Haha, I beg to differ." Deadpool sits on the bed and starts stripping one of his guns. "Your Stephen Strange, MD - the 'MD' standing for Magical Doctor in this case - screwed me over royally, and I need to make him pay. Why do you think I've been on this mission? Not out of the goodness of my heart."
"What heart?" May asks, knitting her eyebrows.
"Precisely my point, Cavalry." Deadpool begins reassembling his gun slowly, mechanically. "I've always got an ulterior motive - I'm looking out for Number One. And I really should have done my research on the good doctor before I came to him for help."
"Help with what?" Maggie asks. I'm sure she's speaking for all of us - I'm also surprisingly curious to know at least a little bit about what makes this kooky killer tick.
"The one thing even my super-duper-healy blood can't fix," Deadpool says. He slumps for just a second, sitting up straight again very quickly. But for that one second, I can see a flash of vulnerability in him. A flaw that makes him human. (Now here I'm hoping Thor and Sif don't have the ability to read minds, because I'm not really ready to see them get butthurt about the whole "human" thing again.)
"You mean, other than Coulson?" Steve asks.
Deadpool pauses before clicking the gun's clip back into place. "I mean this," he says, pulling up his glove and exposing the back of his hand.
I lean in to take a closer look, then immediately regret doing so. His hand is covered in what looks like a number of sores. Festering sores, oozing pus and...is that blood? I fight to keep my stomach from regurgitating my recent snack.
"You should see my head," Deadpool says, covering his hand again after Sam starts to gag at the sight. "No hair, no pretty eyes, no chiseled cheekbones to rival Brad Pitt's. Just more of these disgusting sores. It's why I wear red - that way, the blood doesn't stain my suit from the inside. Vanity's my biggest sin by far. "
"That, and murder," Skye scoffs.
"What happened to you?" Bucky asks. I guess he hasn't seen this before either. The only ones who have, I'm guessing, are Skye and May - they're the only ones who aren't looking either grossed out or morbidly curious. Or any combination thereof.
"I'll give you guys a little hint," Deadpool says. "Petey, Gwen, you two are the most scientifically inclined around here - no, Skye," he says, turning to look at her after she clears her throat loudly. "I don't count computer science, sweet cheeks. Anyway...you two lovebirds might be the first to guess my problem."
"Is there any point asking why you won't just tell us?" Peter asks.
"I'm a firm believer in showing, not telling," Deadpool says.
"I'm not sure that's what that's supposed to mean," Maggie says.
"Whatever." Deadpool shrugs, then starts cleaning his other gun. "Okay, here we go. A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away...sorry, wrong franchise. Although Marvel and Star Wars are both owned by Disney now...okay, back to the point," he mutters after seeing May run her thumb over the butt of her own gun. "Well, a long time ago - that part is true. I swear to whatever god you believe in. Especially if he happens to be Odin. Anyway...there was a guy named Wolverine who, because he was a lucky winner of the mutant genetic lottery-"
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