Dark Pasts {Marvel & Criminal Minds Crossover FanFiction}

Chapter 9: Britain, Cameos and Shootouts

DISCLAIMER: Don't own a thing, only Ari and M Howlett. And probably any characters you don't recognise.


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Chapter 9: Britain, Cameos and Shootouts

"I don't really like Britain" said Siryn.

"It's cold and wet and Logan smells!" complained Deadpool loudly.

Wolverine growled, "Bub, if you don't want new hole then..."

"You two ladies, shut up!" shouted Fury as he pushed the doors open of Scotland Yard.

"Hello, may I help you..." the receptionist trailed off as she saw Sabretooth.

"We're from SHIELD and we would like to know where a 'M. Howlett' is" stated Fury.

"Okay, um, er" stuttered the receptionist and started typing on her computer and flashing her eyes up at Sabretooth. "Miriam Howlett is having her day off. Here's the address". She handed Fury a piece of paper.

"Thank you" responded Fury as he looked at the paper and shoved it in his pocket. The group then left.

"I'm going to need some aspirin" thought the receptionist as she watched the group push through the doors.

Once they were outside, Fury turned to the group and said "Alright, well it seems that Miriam Howlett's apartment isn't far from her. I'm going to split us into two groups. One will go to the apartment and the other group will stay here in case she comes back here". Fury then split the ten people into two groups of five.

The groups were Fury, Wolverine, Deadpool, Black Widow and Bast to go to the apartment while Sabretooth, Siryn, Thor, Captain America and Doctor Strange stayed at Scotland Yard.

The drive to the detective's address didn't take long and Fury's group was there within minutes. Fury knocked on the door and a minute later, the door was opened by a nine year old girl.

"Hello?" asked the girl looking at the adults.

Fury opened his mouth as if he was to speak, but Deadpool cut in front.

"Hello little girl. Is your mummy home?"

Before the girl could respond, another voice spoke before her. This voice was old with age and experience, "She isn't here Wade".

Deadpool's eyebrows went up. He craned his head around the doorway and saw an old woman, sitting patiently with both hands folded in her lap. Sleeping next to her was a small girl, about five years old with brown hair and blonde streaks.

"Al!" shouted Deadpool, moving past the older girl in the doorway. "What are you doing here in jolly old England?" he asked in a mock British accent.

"Well I was born here" Blind Al said. "But if you are wondering why I'm in this apartment, is because I'm doing a favour for the daughter of an old and dear friend of mine". Al turned her head towards him and smiled.

"And would that friend be Ariana Howlett?" asked Deadpool in a sing-song voice.

Al's smile vanished. "Yes. Has something happened to her?" The girl next to her stirred.

"Yes, she has been kidnapped by Weapon X" stated Fury, walking towards Blind Al.

"I see. Figuratively. Well you won't ever have to worry about them again" replied Al.

"What do you mean by that?" asked Black Widow.

Blind Al's smile returned. She answered with, "I mean, that Weapon X will never bother anyone again because she will kill them all".

Before anyone could respond to Blind Al's statement, a new voice rang out from the hallway. "What are you doing here?"

When everyone turned around, they came face to face with Ares the Greek god of war.


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Meanwhile, at the New York Police Department

The FBI had just explained the past few days' events to the officers of the New York Police Department. There was a long silence while all of them took in the information.

One officer raised his hand. "Umm. What?"

Rossi sighed. "We go to Pearl Street, rescue the woman and stop anyone who wants to stop us".

The officers nodded and made noises of agreement, rose from their chairs. They all made their way to their cars. The drive took under an hour and once everyone was ready Hotch said, "Alright, the SWAT team will go first-"

"Hey! Why do we always go first?" shouted one of the SWAT officers.

"You've got bigger guns!" shouted in response, a man from the warehouse. "And you're easy to shoot!" the man's voice added and then shots rang out.

Some officers were killed and some were wounded as they moved for cover behind their cars. The FBI and the NYPD started to shoot back.

"Can you call SHIELD for some help?" shouted Morgan to Hotch over the sound of the gunshots.

"I'll try!" shouted back Hotch and grabbed his phone from his pocket. He dialled in some numbers then yelled into the phone, trying to be heard over the noise of the fire-fight all around him.

After a few minutes Hotch put his phone away and shot at one of the people near the warehouse.

"What about that back-up?" shouted Morgan.

"Went to voicemail!" shouted back Hotch.

"Damnit!" yelled Morgan.

"I guess we now just have to wait" yelled Hotch.

"And try not to get shot" muttered Morgan as he shot at a man with a target on his head and saw the very man kill a NYPD officer.