Hey everyone! Sooo if you haven't already guessed I'm going to make this painfully clear that this will be my VERY FIRST story I have EVER written :3 Ahhh I'm getting so nervous just thinking about it. But anyways, before I pass out from the fear, I would like to say that I hope that anyone who reads this story will enjoy it. I'm not writing this for serious reasons or anything like that, I just wanted to write a Deadpool fanfic for...funsies. Yeah, just funsies. Btw, not only am I a newbie about writing stories, but I'm also a newbie in reading comic books- so yes, Deadpool took my Marvel virginity *swoon*

….That was actually really awkward to type out.

ANYWAY,

With that in mind- er- just, please don't be so harsh on me if I miss something that has happened in the actual comics like Deadpool meeting someone that is already dead or anything like that. So, enough excuses and blabbering, on with the show! :)

WAIT, I forgot to mention that two "boxes" that talk to him! So i based them off the voices and personalities of the ones in the Deadpool game:

[-] is the deep voice, sort-of-mature one

(-) is the kid-like super immature one

Italic Is just his own thoughts

Alright, NOW we can start :3

"And I remember when I met him,

it was so clear that he was the only one for me.

We both knew it, right away.

And as the years went on, things got more difficult,

we were faced with more challenges.

I begged him to stay.

Try to remember what we had at the beginning.

He was charismatic, magnetic, electric and everybody knew it...

He was like this hybrid, this mix of a man who couldn't contain himself.

I always got the sense that he became torn between being a good person and missing out on all of the opportunities that life could offer a man as magnificent as him.

And in that way, I understood him

and I loved him.

I loved him, I loved him, I loved him.

And I still love him. I love him."- L.D.R

The first thing she noticed when she regained consciousness was...black. Her vision was thick with darkness. She felt fabric over her eyes. A blindfold covered her eyes. She tried to call out for help but instead of screaming, a chunk of cloth that was stuffed into her mouth made her choke out "MMMMPH!"

Instinctively, she started to panic and thrash around, trying to wiggle out of the tight ropes that tied her hands and ankles. A sharp pain stung her eyes and she realized tears were beginning to spill out. She tried to blink them back. Her breathing grew heavier and she softly whined out in fear.

Suddenly she heard someone humming a cheerful tone. Her panic grew and she became even more scared of the disturbing sound.

"Heey, you're awake! Holy shit you're a heavy sleeper! You were out for like…-well, actually I wasn't keeping track- but I was sooo bOoOOoOred-duh! Though I guess I knocked you out pretty hard, huh?" a disturbingly upbeat voice said to her. The happy tone of his voice made her cold and she wanted to cry all over again.

She could hear his heavy boots stomping across the room.

"You're right! Aww dammit, I didn't even think of sneaking a squeeze!" she heard him mumbled to himself.

"MMM!" she squealed through the gag. She tried to collect her panicked mind and remember what happened before her black out.

'Okay, okay, calm down! Um…oh! I think I was aaat-...I was in a room. And...it was just me , Willow possibly and him. Then I felt someone come up behind me and clamp their hand on my mouth and a sharp pinch on my neck and I black out'

"Well, now that the authors' done that crappy little flashback, whaddya say we move the plot along?" his happy tone continued on.

"MMM?" she squealed in bewilderment.

"I bet you're wondering why I kidnapped you" he said, ignoring the muffled noises she made. When he paused to wait for a response, she whimpered and slowly nodded in agreement.

"Well, I couldn't really help myself...y'know, after all we've been through-"

'We?' she thought.

"-That I have you. I'll be sending out messages to the media every day they don't cooperate. I can't fucking wait! I'll be up to my neck in cash from the ransom money!"

She could feel and arm being wrapped around her shoulder and his body was pressed up against her side. He was probably crouched down beside her.

"-Have an image to maintain. What would my readers think if I were to suddenly turn into a hero? I would instantly lose my place in the Marvel top selling characters and more importantly, I wouldn't be...me" he said nonchalantly.

She tried to swallow back some salvia but with the gag completely lodged into her mouth, some drool spilled out from the side. After a few minutes of him venting about how hard it was being the best and still trying to balance the level of being ruthless yet awesome plus still trying to please his "fans", he finally became quiet.

"Thanks, it's rare to find a person who will listen, but it's even more rare that you find a woman who is willing to listen…" he said. "Well, based on the women I've met so far" he added.

'What the hell is happening!? How did I get here?!'

"Oh great, we're doing another flashback?" he said, annoyed. "You have got to be kidding- oh no, wait, this a prologue?"