I Am Cancer ((A Deadpool Story))

Chapter 8:- Stark

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I Am Cancer ((A Deadpool Story))

Chapter 8:- Stark

Wade turned around to find Tony stood there, his arms across his chest and a eyebrow raised. "Erm... what?" He stuttered out, struggleing to speak.

'He invited you in dickhead.'

'Well now you look like an idiot.'

"Do you wanna come in and talk? Steve told me about the... er..." He trailed off. Wade nodded and followed behind reluctantly. "So these voices... What do they say?" He asked, as they reached the livingroom, and he began to pour himself a drink.

Wade sat on one of the barstools, placing his chin in his hands. "Well that depends which one you're talking about." He said, causing Tony to become more interested.

"There's more than one?" He asked. Wade nodded, and began to look around the room, seeing many pictures of Tony and Pepper, as well as a few framed cirtificates in Tony's name.

"Yeah. There's the murderous, crazy, unreasonable voice, and the usualy reasonable yet still a dick voice." He told the playboy, who was pouring out his second drink.

'I'm reasonable too!' The voice argued, but Wade just ignored it, fed up of the constant battle in his head. Tony nodded, and began to think for a few moments.

"Would you allow me to do a couple tests?" He asked after a moment of silence.

Wade began to panic at the thought of having to show someone his face. Tony must have noticed aswell since he sighed and tried to think of another solution. "Is there a way we could do it, without taking the mask off?" Wade asked, looking at the ceiling.

"I guess we could try? It would be easier without the mask though..." Tony told him, but shrugged. "I'll do it with the mask on though if that will help you feel better?"

Wade nodded, and Tony began to walk away. "Let's get to it then." He smiled, rubbing his hands together. Wade began to fell slightly uncomfortable, but followed behind, hoping that they would find a way to help him out.

'We're always going to be here, Wade.'

'We're here to remind you of the shit you've done in your life.'

'You deserve us Wade you know you do.'

'YOU'RE THE ONE WHO CHOSE TO DO ALL THE BAD SHIT, YOU DESERVE TO SUFFER, YOU WORTHLESS PIECE OF SHIT!'

Wade fell to his knees gripping his head, and struggling to breath. "Whoa, Wade what's going on?" Tony asked, rushing to his side.

Wade clawed at his mask, knowing he couldn't take it off, but unable to breath with it on. "Theres... Theres... Another..." He panted out before he collapsed onto the floor.

Tony panicked, picking his body up and quickly making his way into the lab. Wade mumbled as he slept, crying out for help, but unable to wake up. "Wade I need you to wake up... Wade! Wade!" Tony called, shaking him and trying to get him to give him a sign he was awake. "Wade, Parker's here!" He said, and suddenly the younger man woke up, his body jumping up in the process.

"What happened?" He asked, seeing Tony looking at him with a sarcastic smile.

"You passed out... Wanna tell me what happened?"

Wade thought back to the last thing he remembered, but could only remember hearing a third voice, and then nothing. He didn't want to tell Tony though, in fear of something else happening to him.

'YOU WON'T EVER TELL HIM ABOUT ME, I HAVE TOO MUCH POWER OVER YOU.' It laughed, scaring Wade enough to just shake his head to Tony's question. 'I SUGGEST WE DO ONE TEST AND THEN QUICKLY LEAVE, BEFORE HE ACTUALLY FINDS ONE OF US.'

Tony sighed and grabbed a pillow placing it on the bed Wade was sat on, before beginning to set up the machinery. "Why don't you tell Parker what's going on, he's worried about you." Tony questioned.

Wade looked down at his hands, and shrugged. "I don't want him to think I'm crazy... There's a lot of things I haven't told him... I don't want him to stop being my friend..." Wade admitted. Tony nodded, and placed a hand on his shoulder, before giving him a sympathetic look.

"Lay down and let me get you hooked up to this..." He said, grabbing a few wires. "You know Peter keeps things from you too, for the exact same reason. He's really worried about you though. Maybe you should both just talk to each other about everything. You never know, you might end up helping each other."

"I doubt he could ever understand the shit I've been through..." Wade said, trying to stay completely still as Tony attacted the wires. Tony shrugged and finished off attactching the wires, and starting the machine.

"You're going to have to try and get the voices to speak now... and then pray we pick something up." Tony told him, and sat in a chair, staring at the monitor.

'We don't just speak because you tell us to, who does he think he is?'

'WILL YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP, HE'LL FIND US OTHERWISE!'

'You're both idiots.'

"They're talking..." Wade sighed, knowing that nothing was coming up on the screen, and feeling defeated.

"I TOLD YOU HE WOULDN'T FIND US.'

'You're doing it now!'

'SHUT UP I'M ALLOWED TO.'

'Dick.'

'Will you both shut up!'

"Anything?" Wade asked, looking towards Tony, who was spinning a glass of scotch in his hand.

'YOU'RE A LOST CAUSE WADE, FACE IT YOU'RE ALWAYS GOING TO BE CRAZY.'

'Technically he's not crazy... Just insane.'

'THEY'RE THE SAME THING YOU TWIT.'

'You know calling him a twit is the same as calling yourself a twit.'

'SHUT UP THE BOTH OF YOU.'

"Please tell me you're getting something." Wade pleaded. "Take the mask off, try it that way." He begged, curling into a ball. Tony stood up, and began to slowly remove the mask, and transfer the wires, finding Wade with his eyes shut as tight as possible.

'ANY MOMENT NOW HE'LL SCREAM AND RUN AWAY.'

'Say goodbye to your friends, he's going to tell everyone.'

'Hear that sound, it's a camera shutter, he'll share that with everyone.'

'You're going to loose Peter.'

'YOU NEVER DESERVED HIM ANYWAYS.'

"Found them."