Deadpool and Wolverine ~ [[Daughter of the mouth]]

Part 3 ||The Void||

I miss them everyday. I missed them so much. I missed him.

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I snapped myself out of it, reminding myself that sitting here and reminiscing on my horrible past wouldn't do me any good. It never has. I stood up, took a deep breath, and searched for Wade. He was somewhere I knew of pretty well, I'd been there a few times before the TVA realized it was useless to send me there - there, being the void, is a place in between time and space where the TVA sends all its garbage. It's a dangerous place for me to use my powers, teleporting out of there could mutilate, or even atomize me if I'm not careful. Permadeath. They knew that. What they didn't know is that I didn't care whether or not my powers would tear me apart. After the fifth time, I got used to getting out... never did I think I would use my ability to pop back in for a less-than-ideal visit.

Popping into the wasteland, I was greeted with an... interesting sight to say the least. Deadpool and Wolverine were in a full on 1v1, 'man people are probably eating this shit up,' I thought, mentally wishing I had my own bucket of popcorn.

Despite how fun it was to watch, we had shit to do and places to be. At least Wade had shit to do, I was just along for the ride. I clapped my hands together to get their attention, "we all love a bit of rough-housing boys, but, uh, we need to get a move on if we wanna get out of here."

Logan was still looking at me, distracted - as if he were trying to figure out who I am - when Wade stabbed him in the shoulder, cheerfully chiming, "baby knife!"

That pulled him right back into the fight, headbutting Wade so hard he went flying back onto the dusty ground. When he tried to stand up, Logan went over to him, sinking his adamantium claws straight into his chest. They were both huffing and puffing at this point. Obviously they'd been going at it for a bit... I assure you that was not meant to be an innuendo.

"Let me see you grow your fucking head back!" He growled, raising his other hand, preparing to probably sever Wade's head from his body.

"Logan don't!" I shouted, but he barely spared me a glance, clearly unfazed..

"Wait, wait, wait!" Wade shouted over and over, causing Logan to stop for a brief moment. "I can fix it! I can fix it!"

I rolled my eyes, "here we go..." I mumbled.

"Fix what?" Logan asked, arm still raised to strike.

"Whatever it is that you did," Wade exasperated, "whatever made you so bad. Those- those, pricks," he huffed as he pushed Logan's hand away, pulling the claws out of his body with a horrible squelching noise, "in the TVA, you heard 'em. They have the power to end my universe, but they also have the power to change yours."

I felt a lump form in my throat... 'could the TVA really fix it?' I wondered, 'could they really bring him back?'. To be fair, I didn't know much about the TVA's capabilities, except for the fact it's made up of a bunch of assholes who don't like difference or change. And no, I'm not just trying to be "woke".

"We get back there, and we can fix your world... together," Wade added, sparing a quick glance for me before looking back at Logan, "I promise... they can fix it

For the first time in a long time, I had hope - corny, but true. I could tell Logan felt it too.

"Hey!" A voice in the distance called, which was never a good thing here. Usually it meant someone was trying to kill you. But this voice subverted my expectations. "We fight each other, we lose."

"Dear God it's him," Wade muttered as he stood up. I swear he'd be making googly eyes at this stranger if you could see his face right now.

"Who?" Logan asked exactly what I was thinking.