Deadpool in Overwatch

Tracer

Tracer ran through the alley, and eventually hid behind a wall. She peeked out, seeing the Talon agents still following her. They didn't seem to know exactly where she was, which was good for the moment. But she was outnumbered. Normally, this wouldn't have been a problem, but these Talon agents were outfitted with new weapons and technology she had never seen before. She estimated she could probably take out at least 5 of them before the other 6 got the upper hand.
"This may be my last mission." She thought. "May as well go out fighting."
With her mind made up, she prepared to run out into the open. She would have done it too, but she felt something grab the back of her jacket collar, holding her back.
"You really don't wanna do that." A voice said. Realizing someone was behind her, Tracer whipped around to face this mystery person. He was about her height, and wore a red and black jumpsuit with a full-face mask of the same colour. On his back were two katanas, as well as what appeared to be an assault rifle. He also had an array of other weapons strapped to him. Tracer's face scrunched in confusion.
"Who're you?" She asked.
"Name's Deadpool. Nice to meet you." The figure said. He stuck out a hand, but Tracer did not shake it.
"Well, 'Deadpool', I'd appreciate it if you could keep quiet." She whispered. "I'm kind of hiding from people who want to kill me."
"I know." Deadpool said. "I'm here to help."
Tracer raised an eyebrow. "Did Winston send you?" She asked.
"The big monkey dude?" Deadpool asked. "Nah. He's a cool guy, though. He told me you were doing a mission out here, but I decided to help you out myself."
"Alright... but why?" Tracer asked.
"Well, a few reasons." Deadpool explained. "One, I'm just nice like that. Two, I wanna join Overwatch. Three... I mean come on. Dat ass, tho."
Tracer rolled her eyes. "I'm gonna ignore that last one." She said. "I could use some help, though." She peeked out from the wall. The Talon agents still hadn't figured out where she was. Deadpool peeked out as well.
"Alright, luv, here's the plan." Tracer began. "You take the 5 on the left, I'll take the 6 on the right. Now, I'm pretty sure there are snipers as well, but..."
"Cheers, luv! The cavalry's here!" Deadpool suddenly shouted in a fake British accent. Obviously, this alerted the Talon agents to their presence. Immediately, Deadpool ran out brandishing his pistols, leaving a shocked Tracer behind.
"What the... that's my line!" She said before running out to join Deadpool. The two easily dispatched most of the Talon agents. The way Deadpool ran through danger with both pistols in hand reminded Tracer of McCree, but the way he fought and sliced with his katanas reminded her of Genji. Eventually, the Talon agents were all rendered inactive. Tracer wiped the sweat from her brow.
"Whew, that was a good fight." She said. "You're not half bad, Deadpool... bloody hell!" She exclaimed this when she saw the mess that Deadpool had made. Not only had he incapacitated the Talon agents, but he had completely pulverized them. There was blood and bits everywhere, including all over Deadpool. Tracer placed a hand over her mouth to prevent from vomiting.
"What?" Deadpool asked with a quick shrug.
"Jesus, you didn't have to do all that, luv!" Tracer exclaimed. "Just knocking them out would have been fine!"
"This is more fun, though." Deadpool countered.
"Oh, god, I think I'm gonna puke." Tracer muttered. She looked up for a brief moment, and saw a flash of red. It lead her eyes to the right, where she saw a red dot rest on Deadpool's forehead. She had almost forgotten about the snipers.
"Look out!" She shouted. She dove at Deadpool and tackled him. right as she heard a gunshot ring out. But when she looked at him, she saw a gunshot wound in the centre of his forehead. She gasped, realizing she was too late. Or so she thought.
"Well, well, well. Now things are getting interesting." Deadpool said, raising his eyebrows a few times for emphasis.
"You're... alive?" Tracer asked. "How are you..."
"Oh, you're referring to my healing factor." Deadpool said. "Yeah, I can't die. Unless you cut off my head. I dunno, the comic writers got a little bit weird with my powers recently."
"...What?" Tracer asked, not sure what he had just said.
"Never mind. It would take too long to explain. Wattpad has a 200 chapter limit." Deadpool continued. Tracer didn't understand this either, but went along with it. She helped him up, and then turned her attention to the top of a building a few blocks away. As she thought, there was a sniper on top of the building. Luckily, it wasn't the sniper she was thinking of.
"That'd be a nasty predicament if she was here." She thought to herself. She turned to Deadpool. "We're gonna need to get up there, and fast."
"On it." Deadpool said. Within less than a second, he disappeared in a puff of smoke. Confused, Tracer looked around the area, wondering where he had gone. Not even a few seconds later, Deadpool returned in another puff of smoke. He was holding something. It was the snipers head. In his other hand, he held a thumbs up.
"Mission accomplished!" He announced.
"God dammit, put that away please." Tracer gagged, looking away from the severed head. Deadpool shrugged and complied, throwing the severed head behind his back.
"So can I be in Overwatch now?" He asked. Tracer sighed in thought.
"Well, it's like I always say," She began, "the world could always use more heroes."
"...Yeah, I'm not really into the whole 'hero' thing." Deadpool said, rubbing the back of his neck. "Are antiheroes okay?"
Tracer shrugged. "I don't see why not." She said. "But you're gonna have to cut down on the whole slicing people's heads off thing."
"I'll try, I guess-" Deadpool began. He was cut off when Tracer grabbed him by the collar and pulled him close to her face.
"And never ever steal my line again. Ever. Got it?" She growled.
"Y-yes, ma'am." Deadpool squeaked.

Author's Note: This started off as just a free-write thing, but I kinda want to make it a thing now. Each chapter will have Deadpool meeting another member of Overwatch, or Talon depending on who the character is. So who should I do next? It's your guys' call. This was really fun and easy to write, so I hope to do a few of these while I write my main stories. Thanks for reading, and please leave a comment telling me who Deadpool should mess with next. Until then, this is Captaintaco2345, signing off