|Cable & Deadpool Origins, Intro Chapter
||[Jun. 11th, 2009|12:05 am]
Cable x Deadpool
Okay, so I've decided to merge the 'X-Men Origins: Wolverine' movie and the comics into a weird AU where Deadpool is the Ryan Reynolds version, but has the powers of the comic version. 'Cable & Deadpool', the comics, come into this AU as Wade's history prior to Team X. I know it's strange, but I wanted to attempt a Cable/Deadpool fic set in the movie and this is what my brain concocted.
Just a few pages to begin with, to introduce the idea...
Cable & Deadpool Origins
Say what you wanted about Wade Wilson, but it had to be acknowledged that he was a good soldier. He followed orders (admittedly his own interpretation of them) and he could slaughter a room of enemies (or innocent people) quicker than Victor. With a charming smile too, rather than a blood-soaked animal grin.
So it was strange for Logan’s super-sensitive ears to pick up the sounds of an argument from Stryker’s office one morning. They all knew there was a mission coming up because the old man had been receiving phone calls and doing paperwork and that was always a prelude to a fight. Seemed to be that as soon as these tell-tale signs appeared, Wade would somehow find out the lowdown on the next job. He wouldn’t tell anyone where they would be going or what they would be doing, but he’d make little sly comments and ominous jokes that you only got in retrospect, post-assignment.
At first Logan assumed that Wade had finally poked his nose in where it wasn’t wanted, and Stryker was telling him to butt out. After listening for a few moments through the wall between his room and Stryker’s office however, it became apparent that the argument was of a different vein altogether.
“Wade, we need you for this one.”
“I don’t give a flying fuck! You said we get one veto. When I signed up, I was told one veto. Only one. Well I wanna use mine. I’m not going on this job.”
“You’re immune to psychic attacks and undetectable on a telepathic radar. That ability is essential to the team.”
“Angry loner next door is resistant, isn’t he?”
“Resistant, yes. Impervious, no. A powerful psychic need only exert a little more effort to locate and subdue him.”
“Are you telling me that you haven’t got any special secret ops gizmos that they can wear? No funny-shaped helmets or tinfoil hats?”
“I’m afraid not. We have the facilities to restrain a mutant telepath, but no sort of mobile armour for our troops. That’s why your involvement with this mission is essential.”
“I’m not going.” Wade’s voice was uncharacteristically serious.
“I’m your superior officer Wilson and I say you’re going.”
“One veto, you said. When I signed up you said I could skip one mission. I want it to be this one.”
“And I’m telling you soldier, that’s just not happening.”
“Either I skip this one or I skip ‘em all,” Wade replied casually. “I mean, I’m sure you could send the gang after me and it could be all ‘Fugitive’ style, but I think it would be easier all round for you to give me some time off instead.”
“Are you threatening to quit? We agreed…”
“One veto. One ‘No’. I’m using mine now. I’m saying no. After this I’m fully prepared to do everything from kitten-killing to massacring a mutant’s prom night. But I am not going to Providence.”
Providence. That was the weird island raised out of the sea by some psychic mutant by name of Cable. Half the world thought he’d made a paradise, the other half thought he was building some sort of terrorist army. Logan got a feeling he knew which side of the debate Stryker was on.
“You know, I’d rather expected you to be over your personal business by now.”
“That makes two of us.” Wade sighed and Logan heard a small metallic sound repeating. Wade was playing with one of his katanas. “Look, I’m not gonna do anything stupid. I’m on your side here. I’m just gonna sit indoors, watch some tv, eat some food, maybe jerk off…”
“Too much information there Captain,” Stryker said in a disgusted tone.
“Right. But what I’m trying to say is, I won’t get in your way. You can still do the job without worrying about my loyalties and stuff. I’ll stand back and watch you bring him in without batting an eyelid. I just don’t really wanna do it myself. If I fight him it’ll get messy and personal and bitchy.”
“Some people would think you were still fond of him,” Stryker said, quiet and smug. The words surprised Logan. He’d thought cowardice was unusual from Wade, but affection for their target seemed even further from likelihood.
“Well I’m not,” Wade snapped, too quick and too angry for his argument to have any weight. “I’m just too mad at him to think straight when he’s there. It affects my judgement. Katanas and bullets everywhere.”
“Is there really no incentive I can give you to go? Losing you makes the mission ten times as difficult.”
“I’m afraid even flattering my pants off like that will get you nowhere, sir. Everyone has their no-go area, you know? This is mine. And wow, out of context that would sound perverse.”
“Hmm. I suppose I had better rethink the operation then, if I really can’t persuade you. I hope you realise you will be given less than pleasant duties to make up for this inconvenience.”
“Price I’m willing to pay.”
“Very well. Now you’d better get the hell out of my office while I try and figure out how to take down a super-powered psychic mutant megalomaniac.”
“Sir, yes sir!” Logan could have sworn he heard the slap of Wade’s hand on his head as the mercenary undoubtedly saluted. Always hard to tell if he meant it sarcastically or not. A moment or so later the door slammed.
An hour or so later, Logan was pretending to be surprised when Stryker told him they would be launching an attack on Cable, leader of Providence.