Crazy Lovers, Crazy Times ~Deadpool Fanfic~

CHAPTER #3 - Feelings with Love

Soon enough, they started to go out on like 12 dates. Deadpool and Ira were happy together. When they fully-trusted each other, they started to take assassination jobs together. They shared the money they earned 50/50. They lived together as well. Ira sold her apartment to her crazy next-door neighbor, Eugene. They felt like they found the one. The perfect puzzle pieces that went so intricately together. The cream to her coffee. The sugar to her tea. The Captain America to her Black Widow. One night on the job, together of course, they were sent to kill the gang leader that owed their employer money. They broke into the man's crib but, Ira knew something wasn't up to par about this job. The employer didn't really give them a lot of details or characteristics as to who they had to kill. They looked around. Skimmed through belongings. Looking for any person that could match the vague depiction of their little money maker. By 10pm, they heard a door slam. The two hide in the man's closet and when he was in the bathroom, they snuck up to the door, quitely opened it and together crept to the shower. Ira first ripped back the shower curtain. The man wasn't there. She suddenly panicked and looked back where the love of her life once stood. He was gone. She went back to their house, grabbed on a lot of ammo to make them bad guys go kablammo and went to Sister Margaret's Bar. She came in with a straight face, looking at all the other contenders of the bar. She sat heavily at the bar, glaring at Weasel like he was a supposedly guilty man on trial. She leaned in. "Wase, did a fugly motherfucker come in here talking about someone with a matching resemblance to Wade ? If you lie to me, I will be very angry." She slammed one of her Berettas on the counter. She looked up at him, calmly, slightly menacing. "I have people that can track you down, Wasey. I will find out shit eventually. You play with fire, you will be burnt. Like Wade of course. Especially by the time I'm done with you." She smiled at him. He had a look as if he was a child that was traumatized by something so sinister. He looked to the others in the bar. They all were alarmed as him and back away towards the wall. He began to spoke like a shy little nerd. "W-Well, two men came in here, talking about Wade. Like they had him and they will keep him t-til' they get you next. And they said t-they knew where you both lived.'' Ira began to grin evilly. ''If they want a war, that's what the fuck they're getting tonight.'' She stormed out of the bar violently to their apartment. She devised herself an elaborate plan as to attack the men that took her beloved. Soon at midnight, she found out about the kidnapper's hideout through a black-market resource that was her friend back at Weapon X. She went to the address that was to an abandon apartment complex. She looked at the building and laughed a little. ''Such a fucking bad guy cliché, guys. Like really ? Well, whatever, time to kill.'' She kicked down the front door and pulled out her Berettas. She gets countered by 10 guards. She pulled out a katana. ''Now, let's put babe's skills to the test.'' She began to slash her way through their bodies like paper. She run up the stairway and twice as many guards surrounded her. She chuckled and began to shred through them like cheese with her katana. All that was left was their severed limbs onto the floor. She walked on them and headed up the next flight of stairs. She spotted the kidnappers and Wade. His face worse than before, bloody, bruised and slightly cut. The two men were grinning menacingly as Wade looked up at her like a beat up boxer during a match. She snapped and zoned out into her darkside. She put her katanas away, took off her weapons and kicked them into a corner. She had a straight, dead face and jumping in her fighting position. He came at her and she sidekicked his face. As those two men were fighting Ira, Wade was loosing his knots in order to help her fight and kill them. She kicked them in the face at every turn they had at her. Eventually she knocked one of them out and had to only deal with one. She smirked at the last one, standing decrepitly. He threw a punch at her and she blocked it. She began to beat him down, with a psychotic grin. Punching, kicking and cutting him at every turn. The battle came to a end when his body looked like a child's terrible paper mache project but, with blood. She was panting, with crazed excitement in her eyes, a creepy grin and clenching her trench knives. Wade saw her, looking at her with a stare face. ''I-Ira, are you alright ?'' She snapped back into herself and smiled at Wade. ''Yeah, I'm all good, sweetie.'' She dropped her knives and hugged him tightly. He hugged her back, with worried feelings in the back of his head. ''Well, seeing you fight over me kinda turned me on.'' ''Well, saving you turned me on, Wade.'' ''Let's go and bum some uglies then...at home.'' ''Fine, sexy buns.'' They wen home, happily, horny and hold one another's hands.

It's 2:00am in the morning, they are naked, sleeping and laying together. Well, Ira was and Wade was looking at her, thinking back to what happened in the building. He had never seen her like that before, not even once. He was petting her head gently, while all the more worried of her beloved woman, possibly completely breaking. He don't want what they have to end or go wrong. For the first time in his life, he wanted to protect someone he loves...with all his heart.

~~~ TO BE CONTINUED

END OF CHAPTER #3 of Crazy Lovers, Crazy Times ~Deadpool Fanfic~ by lilfangirl10 aka Anna Reminder

NEXT : CHAPTER #4 - Trials that Came