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Somebody To Love {Wade Wilson}

*Deapool*

Wade was just chilling in Weasel's bar, minding his own business when a middle-aged white man in an expensive pin-striped suit walked up to him and asked him to kill someone. Her name; Angine Del Costa.

The man—who Wade had learnt was named Cornelius— and Angine met a few months ago at a gala. She caught his attention and he bought her everything she ever asked for but one day he woke up and half of his money was gone because she stole and disappeared with it. When he tried looking for Angine, he found out that no such person existed.

Cornelius said he would pay him 2 million dollars for her assassination and wanted it to be done as soon as possible.

Cornelius showed him a picture of the woman and damn, she was gorgeous. Wade had never seen such a beautiful woman before and thought it would truly be a shame to kill her but if not him then definitely someone else. Wade agreed to it.

AND NOW, PRESENT DAY

You were chilling in some dingy bar in a shady neighbourhood when a greasy looking biker dude sat next to you.

He placed his hand on your thigh and turned to you with a creepy, crooked smile. He was a hit man, one of the many that were sent to kill you. In fact, everybody in the bar except for the bartender were hit men, sent by all the old, rich men that you've robbed. They didn't know that you knew and you were gonna use that to your advantage.

"Wanna get busy, baby girl?" the biker dude asked you.

You smiled back sexily and winked at him.

"Sure thing, big boy," you responded. "Let me just do a little something first."

You got off the stool and walked to the jukebox that was placed in the corner of the bar. You put in a quarter and picked your favourite song on it.

The abridged version of 'Somebody To Love' by Queen began playing, filling the bar with the song.

Can anybody find me somebody to love?

From the moment the first note played, one dude was already charging at you, dagger in hand.

You swiftly moved to side, grabbed his wrist and bent it to the point of it breaking. While he was screaming in pain, you grabbed his dagger and used it to pin his hand to the wall, next to the jukebox.

After him, some dude pulled out a gun started shooting all willy nilly. That then triggered a chain reaction. All the hit men stood up and started making their way to you.

"Each morning I get up, I die a little
Can barely stand on my feet
Take a look in the mirror and cry,
'Lord, what you're doing to me?'
I spent all my years believing you, but I just can't get no relief, Lord!" you sang whole dodging the attacks coming at you.

In fact, you couldn't care less about what was happening around you. You were just so immersed in the song.

"Somebody, ooh, somebody
Can anybody find me somebody to love?"

A man with a sword came charging at you from the front while another guy with a sword was coming at you from behind. You hit the splits and the two men ended up decapitating each other.

You got up from the splits, grabbed their swords and did jazz hands as you began the next line of the song.

"I work hard everyday of my life
I work 'til I ache in my bones
At the end
I take home my hard earned pay all on my own
I get down on my knees."

With that final line, you got onto your knees and held the swords out on either side of you as two more hit men ran into them.

"And I start to pray
'Til the tears run down from my eyes
Lord, somebody, ooh, somebody
Can anybody find me somebody to love?"

You got up from your knees and discarded the swords you were holding. You made your way back to the man who's hand was stuck on the wall. You pulled the dagger out and made your way to the dude with the guns.

"Everyday, I try and I try and I try
But everyone wants put me down
They say I'm going crazy," you sang while doing the 'crazy' gesture.

You threw the dagger at the gun dude and it landed smack bang on his heart.

"They say I gotta lot of water in my brain
Ah, got no common sense
I've got nobody left to believe in," you sang as you grabbed the guns.

You turned to face the hit men that were left in the bar.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah."

With every 'yeah' you sang, you shot a bullet into each of them.

You climbed onto the bar top and began dancing.

"Find me somebody to love
Find me somebody to love
Find me somebody to love
Find me somebody to love
Find me somebody to love
Find me somebody to love
Find me somebody to love
Find me somebody to love, love, love
Find me somebody to love
Find me somebody to love
Somebody somebody somebody somebody
Somebody find me
Somebody find me somebody to love
Can anybody find me somebody to love?" you sang while adding some dramatic dance moves.

While dancing you knocked over some candles that the bartender kept for some reason. The candles got knocked into some drinks and napkins which resulted in a fire.

You jumped off the counter and got ready for your big finish. You got onto your knees and began leaning back while finishing off the song.

"Find me somebody, somebody, somebody, somebody to love
Find me, find me, find me, find me
Ooh, somebody to love
Ooh
Find me, find me, find me somebody to love
Anybody, anywhere, anybody find me somebody to love, love, love!
Somebody find me, find me love!"

Half the bar was already on fire but you didn't care. You were still on your knees with your arms raised above your head, relishing in the moment. Meanwhile, Wade was standing outside the entire time and saw the whole scene unfold. He couldn't believe that this was the woman he was sent to kill; crazy, talented, violent and perfect in every way.

He was in love.