Rating: T

Author's Notes: Hey there everybody! So sorry about this next chapter took too long to write. Sometimes I unknowingly write a chapter, where it leaves off on a odd spot…and this was one of them. But I'm back, and ready for the hip/hopping story to continue. I decided to make it up to you all. I will introduce a member from Team X, that wasn't mentioned in the series. And he was HIRED to go after Logan and X23. Please leave reviews and enjoy the chapter! Peace!

Chapter 12: Return of the Merc

"WHAT?!! You're saying that girls a clone, yo?!" Toad asked, still not quite believing what he just heard. "How did they do that? And why would she come here, yo? You two never met each other!" Logan sighed heavily, as he slumped into a chair. "And why was she so angry? We never did anything to her…right?"

Wolverine rubbed the back of his neck…unwillingly remembering what he was put through in the weapon X program. "I'm not sure, Todd. But if she went through what I did…I wouldn't blame her for hating everyone."

"What is this 'Weapon X' thing, anyway?" Fred asked, scratching his head in confusion. "It sounds cool…. But you make it sound bad or something." Hearing Fred say that, Logan's claws popped out, even though he didn't want them to. The sight of his Adamantium claws caused Blob to step backwards, a little frightened. "Umm…sorry."

His claws retracted, and a tired, defeated look came over his face. "Sorry Bub…. The Weapon X program is a organization of sadist bastards. They torture test subjects, and turn them into indestructible weapons…. I was their tenth weapon, thus I was called Weapon X." Everyone held their breath when they heard this. "That's where my Adamantium claws, and my incredible healing factor came from. And, for reasons I don't remember, they erased my memory…so I have no idea who I was before."

Silence.

Jean and Scott stared at Logan with wide, surprised eyes and with their mouths hanging open. Todd and Fred looked at each other with the same expression as his classmates. And Xavier looked down, with his eyes closed and his hands folded underneath his chin.

"They did the same with a few teammates. Victor Creed was one of them, known a Sabertooth. The other one is a psychotic maniac called Wade Wilson, also known as Deadpool." Todd raised a eyebrow, and raised his hand.

"Is this Wade person as bad as your bro Victor? I mean, is he obsessed with killing people, yo?" Logan pulled out another cigarette and lit it. After taking a long drag of his 'Cancer Stick' as Jean calls them, Logan answered.

"Yes and No." The students found the answer strange, and were listening intently for there instructor to continue. "His healing factor is superior to mine and Victor's, but isn't necessarily as dangerous. He was one of Weapon X's best mercenary, but after the treatment, he became criminally psychotic…."

After taking another puff of smoke, he finished. "Wade was OK as a partner, but his stupid sense of humor and constant talking was too much for me." And again, no one knew what to say. They were being given too much information to handle at once. Toad looked as if he had something to say, but he couldn't bring himself to start.

Logan grunted, and began to walk away. "I'll interrogate the girl. If anyone wants me, you can find me there."

(Inside X-23's Cell)

The dark skinned girl was thrashing in her chair, trying to get free. Her legs were strapped to the front legs of her chair with metal straps. While she was gifted with enhanced strength, she wasn't able to break free. The same could be said for her arms, which were strapped to the arms of her chair.

"RRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHH!" X-23 growled aloud, using every ounce of strength she had to break free from the chair. Still, the girl's strength just wasn't enough. "Let me free so I can KILL you, Weapon X!!!" Her low voice roared, and echoed through the interrogation halls.

"The names Logan…. NOT Weapon X." Another low growl came from behind the captured and restrained mutant. Her head twisted around, and shot a dangerous death glare at the feral man standing in the doorway. "Looks like HYDRA turned to using kids to play with, huh?"

Secretly, that very fact enraged Wolverine. The torture he had to go through was excruciating, and he was a fully grown man…. But HYDRA actually went and did it to a child?! His blood was boiling at the mere thought of it all. But he didn't show any sympathy towards the girl…not yet.

"You attacked my student, girl." He began in a angry tone. Logan dragged a chair and set it across the girl. He then leaned back in his chair, and kept himself steady by propping his legs on the table. "Who sent you to kill me? And why did they?"

Baring her teeth, X-23 narrowed her eyes at Wolverine. "No one ORDERED me to attack you!" She replied in a loud voice. "It's all your fault I'm like this!" Her hands tightened in rage as he and Logan locked glares. "If it wasn't' for you, I could've had a regular childhood! HYDRA took your freaking DNA and created me, so they could raise a cold-blooded killer! I went through hell because of you!"

Her dark brown eyes were shaking with rage. She was biting her bottom lip so hard, a small amount of blood rolled down her chin. But just as Logan guessed, when she took the presser off, the cut on her lip healed over almost instantly. When Wolverine tried to say something, the furious girl continued.

"You are the reason I grew up like a animal! I was cut off from the world, and trained to be a ruthless killer, like you! It's…." She stopped when Logan slammed his fist against the table in uncontrollable rage. The force of his fist slamming against the table was strong enough to break it completely in half.

"I'm sorry…" Were the first words to pass through his lips. His voice was soft, and X-23's glare turned into a curious raised eyebrow. "You didn't deserve to go through that…no one does. But I do know what you went through." His Adamantium claws sprung from his knuckles, showing the restrained girl how alike they were. "They erased my memory…. I don't know who I was before the treatment. I didn't even know my name…except for what was on my dog tags."

The girl ceased trying to break free, and stared at Logan. She came here to kill the man responsible for her creation, but now, things were different. She realized that he didn't want to be apart of Weapon X either, and that it was now obvious that he didn't even know that the scientists planned to make a clone of him. When she stopped struggling, Logan continued in his regular tone.

"I'll see what the professor wants to do with you, girl. Hopefully, he'd consi….." His sentence was interrupted when the sound of explosions were heard coming from the mansion. "What the hell?" He rushed out the door, leaving the girl by herself. Wolverine dashed down the halls, exited the interrogation building ran as fast as he could towards where the explosion came from.

As he neared the back of the mansion, another explosion was heard. A second later, Fred blasted through the walls and came flying towards Logan. "Oh crap!" He growled to himself. Unfortunately, Wolverine wasn't able to dodge the large boy, so Fred landed directly atop him.

The weight of the Blob was so tremendous, that he created a foot deep crater the exact shape of Fred's backside…. With Logan being crushed underneath.

"Ooooohhhh, shit…." The obese teen groaned, and he fanned the smoke radiating off his body. He looked around, looking if he saw the men who did this to him. The sound of someone muffling came from underneath his massive body. "What the?" He rolled from his crater, and saw Logan, smashed deeper into the ground then he was. "Wolverine…we're under attack!" Blob gasped as he helped his instructor to his feet.

"Who?!" Growled the dirt covered man. Then, another explosion blasted a hole in the back of the mansion. Ink black smoke plumbed out, almost causing a pitch black fog that covered the immediate area. Logan then sniffed the air, recognizing the familiar scent. His claws popped out when the smoke finally began to fade away. 'Damn it…why is it every time I mention his name, he always shows up?' He asked himself, when the smoke dissipated completely.

When the smoke was gone, two men were visible, both looking directly at their old teammate.

One was a skinny man, wearing a red and black full body costume. He stood at least six feet tall, with slender, yet muscular arms. His belt held two Mac-11s and grenades. On his back was two razor-sharp butterfly swords. (Think Wolverine vs. Hulk version) This was the man Logan just mentioned earlier. The Merc with the Mouth, Deadpool.

The other man was large both in height and size. He had pale white skin, and a long blond pony tail going down his back. He wore a blood red battle suit, with this armored shoulder and knee guards. With red glowing eyes, the large man stared at the feral man and the obese boy. This man was Omega Red.

"What the hell are you doing here, Wilson?!" Logan growled viciously. He didn't remember Omega Red, but the obnoxious mercenary was nearly impossible to forget.

"Logan, you have no idea how much w…I missed you." Deadpool greeted, fiddling with a bullet in between his index and middle finger. "The answer to your question: After I finished Son of a Mercenary Pt one, I figured I'd check this one out. And, just so happens, HYDRA had a little arrant for me and Red here. I guess somebody screwed up, and some brat escaped from their daycare or someth…. Wow, no bold letters…. Weird."

The red and black clad man then went on about letters and stories, which no one was able to follow. Omega Red sighed heavily, and massaged his throbbing temples. "Long time no see, Weapon X…" The man began in a thick Russian accent. "The tracking chip implanted in X-23's neck led us here, and we were instructed to take her back, by any means necessary."

Hearing his old name again caused Wolverine's blood to change to a higher temperature. His face hardened as he sent a glare straight at the pale Russian. "Listen here, Casper. I don't know who you are, but don't you ever call me by that name." Fred was a little nervous. He had no idea what was going on. All he know was that Logan knew who both men were, and he didn't seem to like either of them.

That's when Wade stopped babbling and rejoined the conversation. "Anyway, Logie-Poo, I'm tired and I smell like Cheesy Puffs. And you know I don't half-ass a job, unless that job doesn't include doing what I do best……. Which is what you do best too." Then, something came to Logan's mind.

"Where are the others, Wilson?!" Using the barrel of his gun to scratch his head in confusion, Deadpool thought about it.

"Hmm…. The others? What DID I do with them?" Logan's fists tightened, and his claws seemed to stick out an inch longer then they're usually. "OH! I tried out these handy-dandy knock out bullets the HYDRA Geek Squad gave me. It's cool! Doesn't kill them, but shut them up. But don't worry, my dear "X" partner, I saved the real bullets for you!" He then unloaded the tranquilizer bullets and replaced them with his normal bullets.

"Where is X-23, comrade?" Adamantium tentacles suddenly sprouted out of the giant's wrists, and started waving in the wind, as if a snake dancing to a charmer. "You can either give her to us, or we shall take her and you for further experiments." Wolverine looked down, then looked in the direction of the interrogation building. And after a moment of thinking, he looked up to Blob.

"Fred…you think you can handle the Russian? Since I'm familiar with the crimson nutcase's work, I might be able to take him on." The only conscious student looked at Omega Red, and smirked.

"Deal." Then, without warning, both X-Men charged into battle. Blob stomped in Omega Red's direction, cracking his knuckles. And Logan dashed towards Deadpool, with his long Adamantium claws extended to their limits.

"Titans…GO! Wait…. Wrong cartoon series." Wade mumbled, drawing both swords and clashed with Wolverine's claws.

(With Blob and Omega Red)

"TAKE THIS!" Fred roared, as he and the villain collided in a massive crash. Fred sent a powerful punch to the Russian's stomach, and sent him flying into the pool. "HA! You're not so tough!" Fred gloated, making Omega Red furious. Out shot a Adamantium tentacle and wrapped around Blob's waist. But before Blob could break free, huge jolts of electricity coursed through his body.

Fred cried in agony, then suddenly yanked into the pool. Omega Red crawled out of the pool, and dipped both of his tentacles into it. A sadistic grin formed on his face. "Not so tough now, are you fat-ass?" Then he electrify the entire pool, just as Blob was trying to get out.

"AAAAAHHHHGGGG!" Blob fell back into the pool, and sank to the bottom. The criminal retracted his tentacles, and turned to leave. But he didn't even make it five steps, when he heard someone getting out of the pool. He turned, and saw Fred pulling himself out of the water. Blob was soaking wet, and his blond Mohawk was drooping down one side of his head. His clothes were burnt due to the electricity going through his body.

A furious glare was on Blob's face, and he charged at Omega Red, with the intention the pound him. "A little shock can't stop me! I'm the Blob!"

(With Wolverine and Deadpool)

"Anyway…" Wade sighed, as he bobbed and weaved Wolverine's attacks. "After my failed attempt to assassinate George Bush, I went to Pizza Hut, feeling depressed. I mean, I somehow got outsmarted by a guy who looked like he's staring into the sun! do you know how humiliating that is?!" After dodging a left hook, Wade grabbed Logan's wrist, heaved, and sent him flying. Wolverine smacked against the side of the wall of the mansion, while Deadpool continued talking.

"When I took off my mask, everybody left for some reason. I think it could be my scary ass complexion, or the fact I held the waitress up at gun and sword point. A girl DID scream, "Oh my God! That maniac is robbing Pizza Hut!" That's when everybody started filing out. What do you think? Should I go with holding up with a gun or a sword?" He asked as he did back flips to avoid being slashed.

"I mean, using a gun is more modern. They are more effective if I need to escape…. But seriously, swords are much cooler. If you are able to rob a place with a SWORD, you would officially become the most awesome badass ever! Right? Though, if the police gets involved, it's said you shouldn't bring a knife to a gun fight. But what do you think about bringing a sword to a g…"

"SHUT UP!! JUST SHUT THE HELL UP!!!" The feral mutant roared, as he lunged straight at the annoying mercenary. He tackled Wade to the ground, and stuck both set of claws into Deadpool's stomach.

"Ouch! That hurts!" Wade's voice didn't have a hint of seriousness. The psychotic man reached down, pulled out a pistol from the side of his boot, and fired into Logan's stomach. Wolverine growled in pain, and was kicked off. "HAHAHA! Hurts, doesn't it?! That's what you get, you jerk!" But both men's wounds healed immediately afterwards. Wade looked at his healed wounds, then looked at Logan's.

"Ah bloody hell…. I forgot about your bloody healing factor. The queen warned my about your tomfoolery! I won't stand for it, I say! Have at you!" Pretending to be British, the mercenary grabbed a sword, and got into the traditional fencing position. "I trained with the ancient French masters of the far…. Which direction is France? Never mind. Anyway, as I was saying, I…."

SLASH!!!

While he was too busy talking aloud, Logan charged forward, and brought his sharp claws down upon his hand. Wade's hand went flying into the air, followed by a spray of blood. But Deadpool seemed as if it didn't even phase him. He looked at his handless arm, up at Wolverine, then back at his arm.

"Dude…. Not cool. Seriously. I was talking, and you went and cut off my favorite hand!" Not even bothering to reach for his other sword or his gun, Deadpool went off on another one of his rants. "If only you have an idea how many good memories I've shared with lefty! I remember the first time I sliced a man's head off for the first time…it was with lefty! I remember the hand I used to stab Weasel in the leg…it was lefty! I remember the hand you sliced off…all the seconds ago…it was LEFTY!"

Wade fired another shot, and struck him in the leg. And as Wolverine was bent over his leg in pain, Deadpool sprinted over to his severed hand. "Lefty, I'll never let him cut you again!" Deadpool cried, as he reattached his severed hand to his arm. The skin from his arm slowly morphed with the skin on his severed hand. The muscles reconnected, blood veins joined back together, and bones formed back. He moved a few fingers, seeing how it felt. "Ha, sweet…." He snickered to himself, punching the air.

Logan swore under his breath. He remembered Deadpool's healing factor, and remembered how much more effective it was. They can both heal immediate cuts and bruises…but Wade is able to regenerate lost limbs. He didn't know whether or not if he could grow back limbs, but he never felt up to seeing. Deadpool grabbed his guns, and aimed them directly at Logan.

"Look at you now, Logan. You playing with kids and a old paraplegic man. At least you get paid for being a 'executioner' for people who deserve it. Come and join the mercenary family, dude. I almost don't want to kill you. But if you surrender and hand over the kid, maybe…."

He never got to finish sentence.

All of a sudden, a set of two claws penetrated Wade's backside, and came out the front. The blades were pulled out, then stabbed a different part. This then happened 20 more times in rapid speed. Wade gasped, and fell to his knees. Behind him stood his and Omega Red's target, X-23.

"Damn you all to hell……." Were the last things he said before collapsing, unconscious. The tan skinned girl sent a glare down at the unconscious mercenary, and was about to deliver the killing blow. But before her blades could come down, Wolverine grabbed her wrist, stopping the attack.

"Just let it go, girl…." He sighed. "You've done all you can to him. He can't die, just like us…." X-23 turned her dangerous glare sent at Deadpool back at Logan. "Thanks for helping. I could've handled it myself, but…" Before he could finish, X-23 drove her claws into his stomach, just like she did to Wade. She then sent a barrage of stabs into his stomach, riddling him with holes.

Wolverine coughed, and blood dropped down the corner of him mouth as his body went limp and his vision got blurry. Finally, his body too fell to the ground, unconscious. X-23 stood over him, contemplating whether or not to finish him. But she decided not to, and sprinted off into the forest.

(20 Minutes Later)

'Oh shit…. What the hell happened, yo?' Todd rubbed his eyes, when the tranquilizer finally began to wear off. His vision was still blurry, and he felt something attached to his chest. He looked down, and Wade's bullet/drug delivering capsule was sticking from his left pectoral. "What the heck is this?" He pulled it off his chest, and began to inspect it. As he looked at it, he noticed he wasn't the only one who fell victim to Deadpool's bullets.

Scott, Jean and professor Xavier were also in a unconscious state. Scott had a bullet in his left shoulder. Jean had one in the middle of her breast area. And the professor had a few bullets in his stomach.

Toad hopped to his feet and kneeled down to help his friends. He pulled the bullets out of Jean and Scott, but they didn't wake up. He tried shouting into their ears. "YO! Wake up!" Nothing. He tried shaking them until they woke up. He did, and nothing happened.

"Come on guys…." Then, an idea struck. His long tongue slithered out on his mouth, and rested underneath their noses. His intoxicating stench was smelt by the unconscious two, and took the desired affects. At first, nothing happened. But then, their faces squinted at the bad smell, and unknowingly started turning their heads. Then, when the smell was too much, they were brought back.

"Gross!" Was the first things that escaped from their lips.

Todd frowned, and turned his back, pretending to pout. "Damn, sorry for bringing you two back to consciousness, yo. I'll be sure to leave you unconscious next time." But he soon realized they were missing two people. "Yo, where's Logan and Freddy?" The three looked around, but didn't see them.

"Just give me a second." Jean volunteered. "I'll use my powers to…."

"No need to, Red. Me and Dukes are fine…." A low, shaky groan came from behind them. They turned, and saw both Wolverine and Blob walking up behind them.

Wolverine seemed unharmed…but his clothes told a different story. His shirt was covered with bullet holes and sword slashes all over it. There were also indications of stabbing wounds…courtesy of X-23. Fred looked worst than Logan, though. There were cuts and bruises all over his arms, and a gash over his left eye, so blood was dripping down his face. His clothes looked burnt and charred from Omega Red's electric tentacles. And as they neared, they all noticed Fred was walking with a limp.

And on Blob's back was both unconscious bodies of Deadpool and Omega Red.

"Logan, what happened?" Scott was the first to speak. "Who are those two, and what were those things the red psycho shot at us?"

"The one in the red is the man I was just talking about…. Deadpool. And I don't remember the other one, but his name is Omega Red." He took a second glance at the mad Russian, but still, nothing came to him. "They were sent to catch HYDRA's new weapon. But she escaped, attacked me and Wade, and escaped."

Then, on Fred's back, Deadpool began to stir.

"Mmmm…. That's right…" Wade mumbled, half awake and half asleep. "Make that burger….." Suddenly, Logan leapt upon Fred's shoulders, grabbed Deadpool by his collar, and threw him against the wall. "OOF! WHAT?! I'M…sorta awake!" When he opened his eyes, Wolverine's razor sharp claws were mere centimeters from his eyes.

"Wilson….." Logan's voice had the hint of outrageous rage backing it up. His grip on Deadpool's collar tightened, and his claws stayed stationary. "Why? Why would you help HYDRA torture a little kid?!" Deadpool sent him a blank stare as Logan continued. "You and I know more then anyone how tormenting and agonizing the treatment is! She deserves to live a normal life, not by turned into a weapon!"

Scott had his hands on his glasses, ready to pull them off and blast the crimson nutcase. Jean Gray had her hands on her temples, also ready to use her powers, in case Deadpool tried anything. And Fred and Todd stood close by Wolverine.

At first, there was silence. Then Wade began with a heavy sigh. "Well, what can I say? I'm a mercenary. I have no stationary loyalty. Believe me, fuzz ball, I hate HYDRA just as much as you…. Maybe MORE! But I learned from watching Blade II to "Keep your friends close…and keep your enemies closer." And so I have no friends, I'm VERY close to HYDRA, being their numero uno assassin."

Then he looked down, showing a little regret, and remembering what he has done. Logan raised a eyebrow, and went against his gut instincts and released his former partner. "Let me guess…. Your gaining their trust temporarily?"

"DING DING DING! We have a winner!" Wade cheered. "I figured if I let them think I'm under their thumb again, I can get them." Logan's face hardened with anger.

"By hunting down fellow mutants?!"

"I hate it too!" Deadpool retaliated in a equally pissed off tone. "There's a special place in hell for me for what I've done! You think I actually WANT to hunt down this girl?! What are you on, Catnip?!" He replied defensively. "Why the hell do you think I brought TRANQUILIZING bullets when coming here?"

And to Wolverine, his made sense. When he was still a member of Team X, he remembered how Wade operated. He always used to say "Why put them to sleep temporarily, when you came put them to sleep permanently?" And the old Wade never used tranquilizer bullets.

"I may be a psychotic mercenary, but even I have limits." He continued in a dead serious voice…which surprised Logan. "I WAS planning on taking her back, releasing her, and taking HYDRA down. But noooooooo…. You just had to interfere, didn't you?"

Logan and Wade stared at one another for a few minutes. The others were trying to wake the professor, when Logan leaned against the wall, lighting up another cigarette.

"You still have the tracker on her?" The Merc with the Mouth snickered, and reached into his pocket. He pulled out what seemed like a iPhone, with a radar like screen on it. There was a green dot on the screen, representing X-23's location.

"It also holds music videos too." He said, handing it to Logan. When they looked at the screen, which had their entire city on it, they noticed that the girl managed to get very far within a 20 minute period. "And it looks like she's heading towards Ye Old Canada, where all you nightmares come true." He concluded, pointing at the screen.

The professor finally regained consciousness. He opened his eyes, and saw the man who attacked his students and himself. He was about to say something, when he noticed Logan wasn't keeping him at bay.

"Logan, do you care explaining to me what is going on?" He asked, not taking his eyes off Deadpool.

"Charles, this is the maniac I was talking about. Seems he's got a plan on taking down HYDRA…." He paused, and looked around. "I'll tell you while we get Freddy patched up. Wilson…." He then looked at the red and black clad man. "You drop off Casper somewhere nice and confining. Come back, and I MIGHT consider letting you live."

"Aye aye, Captain Pointy Claws."

To Be Continued……

HAHAHAHAHAHA! How do you all like that?! A unseen partnership with the X-Men and the Merc with the Mouth! Awesome! I hope no one is sore with me for introducing a character that wasn't originally from the television series. I just figured Deadpool was mentioned in most of the X-Men/Wolverine comic book series, and thought he's make a nice addition to this story. Please leave reviews telling me what you thought of it. And please, check out my first finished story Son of a Mercenary. And for more Deadpool fun, check out my second story, Son of a Mercenary Pt II. PEACE!