Marvel Imagines x Reader

Littlepool x Sibling reader

Congrats YOUR A BOY NOW!!! (Sorry if it offends any transgenders)
For this The reader is a boy. You can give any name but I'm going to go with the name...Jacob
Trigger: Abuse, death and a few other things
But to be Fare it's a Deadpool imagine, what do you expect
You might be surprised tho
Also should I make this a book
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*Wade's POV*
What am I gonna do?
I am a 9 year old kid with a 6 year old brother and a dying mom.
Mom was diagnosed with Cancer and it became very fatal, but what no one else knew was that I had it too.
"Wade...Sweetheart please come here." My mom whispered.
I slowly walked towards her hospital bed.
"Yes?"
"I-I want you to take y-your brother and run, run before your dad finds you. Okay?"
"But I don't want to leave you." I said, softly crying at the site.
"You have to, be safe and I lo- I..." She started coughing, droplets of blood splat on floor.
"G-go, please. I love you okay, m-mommy loves..."
it went Silent, her eyes were closed and the monitor flat lined.
I burst into tears as I ran to Jacob, who was playing in the waiting area.
"How's mommy?" He asked.
"We have to go." I ignored the question.
I picked him up as he continued to ask questions. I ran with him in my arms. I ran past the different rooms and went to mom's so Jake could say goodbye.
As he saw lifeless mom with a bunch of nurses trying to revive her, he cried in my shoulder. I put him down and held him by his shoulders, looking directly in his red and puffy eyes.
"I know mom is gone, but we have to be strong okay. We have to stick together."
He nodded.
I picked him up again and ran out the hospital, backpack hanging on one shoulder and Jacob on the other. I thought it was okay until I felt something pull at Jacob.
I turned to see our dad.
"Let him go!" I screamed.
"Calm down buddy. Mom is gone so I have to take care of you, okay."
A few of his workers grabbed us and put us into his car. I held Jacob tight.
Mom told us that dad liked to experiment on things for military, but what scared her most was that he had no problem with using us for his experiments.
It was a long drive, but we ended up at a facility. We were put in cages.
"What are you going to do to us?"
"What a question." Our 'dad' chuckled.
"What I know is that you have the same disease as mom, am I right? So what we want to do is test to see if we can make sure it doesn't kill you. You could become indestructible, undying, you could become the most strongest, most amazing soldier in the world. You could take down all our enemies."
I hated this guy. As I was thinking this, a man took Jake out of his cage.
"Ay, LEAVE HIM!!!"
"Now now, son. You didn't think we were just gonna use you did you?
"You can do anything you want to me but don't hurt Jacob!" I yelled.
"Oh, Wade. I can't make any promises that I don't keep." He chuckled once more.
"What are you gonna do?"
"Well, every Soldier needs a guard dog."
He then walked off, laughing like a villain.
*A year later later*
*Jake's POV*
Pain. That was the only thing I felt.
My body was torn apart and put together over and over.
I was turned into some dog looking freak with a tail and pointy ears. I had claws that could cut through a diamond, but I was too afraid to use them.
Every night I howled and cried for help, screaming for someone to save me.
Wade was there though. He held me close to him and would always try to calm me down.
Wade looked like remake of fantastic 4. His skin had scratch marks and bandages all over.
(I didn't want him to be too mangled so he only has scratched and plasters)
They engraved fighting skills into his brain, he was able to gut a fired bullet in half.
He also couldn't die, it was awful but secretly it made me feel just a pinch of safety.
Wade felt as we had enough. He was sick of all the torture, all the pain they gave, the photos and files they had of us. Sometimes they would take pictures while we were tortured for there own sick amusement.
Today was going to be the day we break out.
"So here's the plan. Today they are going to make me practice my skills. That's when I'm going to go rogue and take them down. What I want you to do is while they all come for me, you must cut your way free with your claws and pack what you think we need. I'll meet you at the exit. Do you understand?"
I nodded. I was so scared. What if it didn't work, what if it fails and we end up getting extra torture.
Wade hugged me, knowing my fear.
"We will be free, I promised myself that we will be okay."

*Later*
I was watching on the security camera tv. Waiting for wade to give a signal to start the plan.
It starts. Wade had a few guns, he started to shoot at the workers. This was it. I broke free from my cage, adrenaline kicking me like a donkey. I got our backpack and raided the fridge, weapon box and ran to the exit. I waited awhile until Wade arrived with some blades, guns, a camera and a smirk on his face.
"What's so funny?"
"I finally see the joy in taking pictures while the others get tortured." He chuckled.
"We need to hurry, let's go." I whispered.
Wade gave me a piggyback ride as we ran to our freedom.
This was only the beginning
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So how was it. Should I make it a book
In the book I could change it to a girl or use both genders
Or even change it into a Spiderpool thing
The idea came from a dream I had
But I can't control my dreams so.... pls comment and let me know