Insane ★ Wade Wilson [1]

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DEADPOOL SANG ALONG TO THE song playing from the radio as he sat on the railing of the highway, drawing a picture. Marley was tying up her shoelace on her high heeled boots with on of her feet propped up on the railing next to him and she looked up when he started talking in a random direction.

"Wha- Oh! Oh, hello. I know, right? Who's balls did I have to fondle to get my very own movie? I can't tell you, but it does rhyme with Pollverine. And let me tell you," Wade paused and continued in an Australian accent, "he's got a nice pair of smooth criminals down unda!" Marley lifted an eyebrow at him and removed her leg from the railing. "Anyway, I got places to be, a face to fix, and - oh! Bad guys to kill."

"Mista Pool, the convoy's comin'." Harley pointed out, looking down at the road below. She climbed over the railing and jumped off, landing into one of the vehicles.

Deadpool watched her land and swung off as well, "Maximum effort."

Marley landed in the car, the men stared at her whilst she nursed her sore legs, a result of the landing. "Hi, boys! Give me a sec, I'll be right with ya."

They didn't give her a second. Instead they went in for an attack and she sighed, catching the fists of the men beside her. "I guess we'll do this right now then." She knocked out the guy on her left and shot the guy on her right and in the passenger seat. She then gripped the driver in a head lock and lowered her face to his ear as the car behind them crashed from Wade's doing.

"Where's Francis?!" Harley questioned, tightening her grip until he couldn't breathe. His thrashing about made the car spin out of control and she knew that he wouldn't answer so she snapped his neck and pushed him onto the wheel. It put his weight down on the brake and caused the car to slow to a halt in the middle of the highway.

The clown woman got out of the car to see the car that Wade had crashed on it's side, it's demolished carcass hid her from view of the bad guys that were driving closer to the scene. She could hear multiple men climbing out of their cars and cocking their guns, approaching the turned over car that her friend was in. Marley re-fixed the baseball bat on her back and took out the knife from her boot, holding it tightly in her firm grip.

The window of the car is rolled down and Deadpool stuck his head out, "Hey!- Oh!"

The men began shooting at him so he quickly ducked his dead back down into the safety of the car. After a moment, they stopped and a few of them exchanged glances of confusion. The men then approached the car cautiously with their gun still raised, quickly halting when Deadpool threw his hands up out of the window.

"Wait! You may be wondering, why the red suit? Well, that's so bad guys can't see me bleed. This guy's got the right idea." Wade pointed to one of the men, as if he could actually see where he was pointing to. "He wore the brown pants."

Harley peeked around the corner of the overturned car smiling wickedly, but it was soon wiped of her face when the man in the brown pants shot at her and she had to hide again.

Deadpool retracted his arms, thinking the man was shooting at him. "Fine! I only have twelve bullets, so you're going to have to share. Let's count 'em down."

He jumped out of the window and into the air, quickly firing off two shots. Two men fell down after getting shot in the head and the men started shooting again. One rode past on a motorcycle, shooting as he went passed.

"Shit." Deadpool exclaimed, looking at the bullet hole straight through his forearm. He then noticed Marley standing there a hand on her hip and the other twirling her knife. "Oh hey, munchkin."

Through the hole in his arm, he spotted the biker coming back. He grabbed Marley, pulling her behind him so that she wouldn't get hit by any oncoming bullets. "Mother fucker! Ten."He shot and missed. "Shit! Nine." He missed again "Fuck! Eight." And again. "Shit fuck!"