"NO, I WILL NOT BE FORGOTTEN!" Wade yelled out for no apparent reason. "NO REASON YOU LEFT THIS FAN FICTION FOR DEAD AND WHAT'D SEVERAL MONTHS TO UPDATE YOU #^%!" Wade continued to yell around his hidden base.

During this yelling young Weasel quietly came walking into the room. "uh…Wade it has only been fifteen minutes seines you brought me here." Weasel did admit that this was a lot better then being hunted by mist ninja.

Ordinal it had taken Weasel time to calmed down quite a bit before he fixed Deadpool's computer. The fix was acutely easy to do as all he had to do was download a virus scanner and run it to get rid of all Deadpool's 'adult' web pages, Weasel begin to start thinking about his future as he now had a 'job' of sorts as the DP teach guy and best part was that he did not even have to pay for anything as Deadpool's house witch he stole the deed from a now homeless dude in wave named Gato. It was at that moment that he decide that he would help Deadpool as he most likely saved him from death or worse. "Hey Do you think you can get some of the gun semantics from Stark?" Weasel asked as he struck a thinking pose "I could reverse engineer them and make custom guns for you and then you could sell the blueprints."

"SURE! We have gone quite a while with out me shooting anything...or chimichanga." Wade agreed though his 'sane' side know this would be trouble, however a chance to show up that stuck-up rich boy…oh yeah he was so going for it.

Meanwhile in the hall of doom…sorry wrong story meant Stark tower.

"I told you dad I am not changing my name back." Tony Stark said, now though whom just turned in Tony stark is the one that invented guns disowned his clan and left Konoha with nothing but a troublesome remark. Normal Tony would be out partying or inventing, but now he is agreeing with his father over his leave of Konoha…though nether could see the figure watching them from several roof types away.

"War Journal August something or another: been five days tracking the target…no taco breaks either…one of homeless guy dues not count….been Observing target Iron….no idea why I used iron as codename for target….doest matter, going to get me some Guns!" Wade rambled on and on to a tape recorder with a small white skull on it, that he picked pocketed from some guy with a skull on his shirt…oh well nothing bad will happen because of it. Just then the room where Tony Stark and his father are explode…"Okay Did not see that coming." Wade admitted before he looked around and saw some guy running away wearing a hooded cape…well from what he could see.

Deadpool jumped off his vantage point and landed gracefully on a lower building before rushing off to intercept the hooded man. Deadpool begin to leap across buildings, the only reason why this was effective was that any damage he had done to his legs healed instantly. He was finally nearing the spot where he had planed to encounter his new target.

"Kill or injury Tony Stark and steal his gun plans…easiest money yet." The hooded figure said to himself then a loud bang ripped though the air then a second shot was fired hitting right were the hooded man's face would have been if he had taken one more step.

"Wow…you are really luck most mercs would have taken off running." The hooded man turned to where the deep knurled voice was coming from. There one the roof tope right above him and to the right was a boy his age wearing a red and black costume, the boy was laying in a prone position with his right hand on the trigger of a sniper rifle that was smoking from it's barrel and in his left hand was a pistol pointed right up in the air. "Most Mooks I knew would try to run when they heard the shot like…Big Bertha in the buff was after there peewees…" The man seemed to rambled till he reached the part about the sniper getting them. The hooded man now understood if he had run when the first shot from the pistol was fired he would have had a hole in his head from the sniper rifle. "So…before we feisty cuff another, who are you?"

"The name is Taskmaster, now who are you?" the now named Taskmaster asked as he looked up showing a face covered in a white ski mask.

"DEADPOOL, SIR IS MY NAME, SIR!" Deadpool stood up and give a military salute and showing that he was so well armed that he could fight a war by himself. "okay…you know that white ski mask is dumb…you'll never get jobs with that stupid mask…I mean I have never even heard of you, so how are you putting taco's and ramen on the table…or in my case on my limited addition Bea Arthur table and chair set." Deadpool said as he struck a thinking pose.

"It's not about the money, all I want is to see more fighting styles and have my revenge." Taskmaster stated as his voice took a creepy edge to it.

"Okay…then what? Perecnaly I see you going into late night TV talk show host…DON'T YOU STEAL B ARTHUR FROM BE!" Deadpool talked and then shouted in a high pitched voice at task master.

"why are we in this idiot again?" Deadpool heard a Voice 1 from nowhere say.

"VOICE 1 HOW I HAVE MISSED YOU!" Deadpool shouted now ignoring the highly confused Taskmaster. "But, where is voice 2.…don't tell me he found a new head!?"

"Still here unfourtnely." Voice 2 said in a dull and disappointed voice.

"YEA-HAW ALL THE VOICES ARE BACK IN MY HEAD!" Deadpool shouted after talking to himself causing Taskmaster to do little more then stare in shock at the obviously insane man.

"So Taskey, after you're revenge then what?" Deadpool asked in a seemingly serious tone. "I mean there are only to ways to retire in this business, one is that old merc's home where they server applesauce with small caliber rounds or the second more likely way is a serving of dead with six feet of dirt on the side."

….Cliff hanger…."NO I will not allow it we at lest need a good fight sign…" Yelled Deadpool…."Okay thanks author guy" As this was happening Taskmaster drew his sword and rushed at Deadpool with murderous intent. Ducking under the First swing Deadpool draws his own swords "So what are you're powers MC Skulley-Face?" Deadpool questioned while avoiding a cut throat by leaning back, simultaneously lashing out with a strong kick to Taskmasters midsection.

"I can copy any fighting style I see and use it as effective as the originator that I copied from." Taskmaster replied as he tossed a shield he had hidden behind his cape at Deadpool missing by a foot above Deadpool's head.

"HA, You missed!" Deadpool taunted till he heard a sound coming from behind him. Turning around Deadpool mask's eyes seems to have widen around the eyes as the shield slammed into his face from being rebounded off the wall… then all was black.

Taskmaster walked over to his fallen adversary and picked up his shield before he heard murmurs coming form his downed foe. "Please mommy I don't…school….stupid author…shield…" Where all Taskmaster was able to make out off the man's babbling.

Sorry for the shortness, but I would like some help generating ideas…"HEY MAYBE WE CAN HELP" Shouted Voice 1.…NO THAT'S FINALLY NO HELP FROM CHARACTERS IN THE STORY1