Chapter 29: Peter Definitely Does NOT Know Wade
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A/N: Hmm...hi, long time no see
[Undoubtedly you]: IT'S BEEN LIKE TWO FUCKING YEARS SINCE YOU LAST UPDATED
Ah...about that...sorry
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WARNINGS: Slash, major character death, major (dead) character rebirth, OCs, OOC, the usual
Shoutout to those following this story who are still alive
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PREVIOUSLY-
BACK INSIDE THE MAIN ROOM IN STARK TOWERS-
"Yes Luke wasn't that bad! The only reason you are dragging this out is because-"
"Yes! Fine, okay I was jealous."
There was a moment of silence.
"But seriously? A crush on Luke?"
"It was a long time ago Reaper."
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CAMP HAVEN-
As the sun rose the campers of Camp Haven wondered what the new day would bring, all collectively concluded that all in all, they had had a suitably confusing and exciting Friday dinner the night before.
Annabeth's mind wandered back to the mealtime that had been interrupted several times. She had suspected that Percy, Nico and Jason had been part of the Legion, seeing Leandro only confirmed it. His likeness to Percy was uncanny.
They must be very high up in the Legion she mused as she absently smoothed her bed. If Charles Beckendorf was a Commander of a division then she had little doubt that all three were at least of that rank.
She felt tears prick her eyes as she thought back to Percy and Nico's last few days as camp.
"Mummy?"
She looked up to see Cassandra settling herself on the bed in front of her.
"Yes sweetheart?"
"Will he be here today?"
For reasons unknown to her, her daughter had decided, in the typical manner of a four year old, that Leandro belonged to her.
"I don't think he will, sorry honey."
X MANSION-
A/N: I haven't actually seen Apocalypse but for the sake of the plot I will pretend that I have
"So I was thinking-"
"Heaven forbid-"
"Shut up Logan." Scott cleared his throat and started again but unfortunately no one would ever know what he was thinking because at that moment every mutant in the X Mansion felt a massive surge of energy.
Immediately taking it to be a threat, they raced to Professor X's office as they felt the energy intensify.
Jean, Logan and Scott entered just in time to see two people materialise in front of Professor Xavier. Both looked extremely intimidating, one cloaked in...water(?) with dual katanas strapped on his back and the other in a black cloak that seemed to suck in the light surrounding him. On both of their cloaks, the Greek letter Alpha was clear.
The three collectively raised their weapons towards the two but Charles waved a hand at them dismissively. He then bent at the waist, lowering his head in respect to them and all the people in the room watched in bafflement as the man in the wheelchair bowed to the two figures.
"I gather Chaos send his regards?"
The figure in the water cloak inclined his head and spoke in a smooth voice. "Indeed. We are here to inform you about a great threat to not only your country: your entire planet and galaxy too."
Charles sighed. "I feared as much, Chaos visits us rarely for a good reason." He gestured to the empty chairs in the room. "Please take a seat. You as well." He directed at the other mutants.
"We were unaware that you would recognise us." Stated the shadow cloaked man as he sat down.
Charles smiled in return. "This is not the first time Chaos has seen fit to contact me about threats to our world."
The two nodded understandingly. They looked over to the three. "I suppose these are your lieutenants? Are they confidential?"
"As confidential as is possible, yes."
There was a beat of silence in which Charles felt like he was being scrutinised.
"Excellent." The release of tension in the room was almost palpable They clicked their flingers and the cloak melted away revealing two...teenagers.
Scott cleared his throat once more into the heavy silence that had settled in the room after that remark, gaining their attentions. "Could you explain...uh...what is happening?"
Logan grunted in amusement as Scott faltered under the gaze of the two teenage boys.
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"Apocalypse isn't gone?" gasped Jean, horrified.
After a brief rundown of the general situation, the four mutants were aghast at the possible implications of the insanely powerful mutant not only still being alive, but allying himself with an even more powerful being.
Logan frowned. "You mean Tartarus, Greek mythology like?"
"Yes, to both." Cyclone nodded. "Greek mythology is purely mythology to your planet, but not for much longer. The deities exist on another planet in this galaxy and Tartarus plans to unite all conscious planet's villains to achieve his goals."
They shivered at the thought of such power. To annihilate an entire galaxy.
"What do you mean by conscious planets?" Charles questioned.
"There are billions of planets in each galaxy. Obviously very few of those hold life, in this galaxy there are only 8; these are known as the conscious planets. This planet is known as the 2nd planet for example."
The four digested this information, Charles could feel himself growing weary. They were hopelessly underprepared and helpless to this attack. "Is there anything we can do?"
Reaper looked thoughtful. "Tartarus will destroy the first planet first, the one housing the Greek mythological deities. You must alert everyone on this planet who will believe you and ready yourself to the best of your abilities. We have been instructed to take a few of our choosing back to the first planet so they may understand the sheer scale of this operation."
Cyclone smirked suddenly and suddenly the two actually seemed like teenage boys for the first time. "So, let's see what you can do."
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STARK TOWERS-
"OKAY EVERYONE UP AN' AT 'EM!" yelled Valkyrie, clapping her hands gleefully.
Those who had indulged in heavy drinking the night before (*cough*Clint*cough*Tony*cough*) moaned in protest. They glared at Sorcerer (Carter Kane) who seemed much more awake. Despite drinking as much as, if not more than Clint the night before, he had no hangover due to the advanced metabolism of all the Legion's soldiers. He smirked back at them.
"Come on, come on we've got to get to Camp Haven by 10am, move it people."
"What the everloving fuck? Its 7! We've got 3 hours!" cried Tony.
Enchantress (Sadie Kane) giggled at that. "Oh now you've set her off."
"3 hours? 3 hours? Tell me Tony have you packed? Do you even know where Camp Haven is? Do you even know the faintest thing about this mission? Do you have your backup? How-"
"Val." Gladiator set a hand on her shoulder, calming her.
She rounded on him. "Have you packed?"
"Yes Val." He replied dutifully.
"Have you-"
"Petey sweetcheeks why wasn't I invited to this party?"
All eyes turned to look at the figure dressed in a skintight red and black suit with dual katanas strapped to his back that had seemingly climbed through Tony's 93rd floor window and interrupted Valkyrie. It was hard to tell but it looked like he was pouting.
All eyes then turned to Peter who covered his reddening face with his hands. His voice was slightly muffled "Oh my God why Wade."
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After some introductions from 'Wade' (because Peter was hiding behind the sofa), it was established that 'Wade' was Deadpool, a sort of immortal mercenary with rather obscure morals and a lack of brain to mouth filter that was making Steve frown disapprovingly.
"Right. Moving on: breakfast." Valkyrie said briskly.
"Wait, what? Hold up Valkyrie, we have orders to kill/capture this guy on sight." protested Clint.
"I think current affairs are a little more pressing. A mercenary may be more of an asset." Gladiator replied, studying Deadpool consideringly. "Also didn't he say he was immortal?"
"I agree." Deadpool nodded sagely. "Well, at least I think I agree. White box definitely does, yellow box is ranting about sombreros." He paused. "Yes, exactly that's what I thought! Definitely better than fedoras! No-Anyhow: breakfast." He cut himself off suddenly and produced a pink frilly apron from nowhere and pranced over to the kitchen island.
"Petey honey, come and help me make chimichangas!"
"For breakfast?" muttered Bruce in confusion.
"No." Was the muffled reply.
Deadpool immediately fell to the floor, wailing "Petey why don't you love me!"
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X MANSION-
Snick.
"Awesome!" cried Cyclone grabbing Logan's hand. He examined the long metal claws extending from his knuckles. "How sharp are they? What can the cut through?"
Logan gave a wicked grin. "Gimme something and I'll show you, bub."
The group stood out on the field, needing space for Scott to demonstrate his laser eyes (and something to destroy [which had suitably impressed Cyclone and Reaper]).
Logan startled as Cyclone's hands started to glow with dark blue energy, he had been expecting him to point to the nearest tree to destroy like they had with Scott. Two pieces of metal appeared in his hands.
He held up the first one, it was shiny silver.
Logan obligingly brought his claws down and sliced neatly through it. Cyclone whistled lowly "Straight through titanium, eh?"
He then held up the other piece, this was a dark blue colour. "Just out of curiosity."
Reaper scoffed. "There's no way he could cut through galactic titanium."
It seemed he was right, the metal did not yield as Logan struck it with his claws. It was like clashing with vibranium, one of the very few metals stronger than his adamantium claws.
Charles watched in amusement as the two boys' hardened personality melted away as they relaxed with Jean, Scott and Logan. He knew that there was much more to both boys than met the eye and despite their appearances, they were likely to be much older than even Logan.
It was refreshing to see their relaxed, youthful attitudes in spite of that.
He sighed internally; he would need to contact Erik about this situation. Raven too, seeing as she had disappeared somewhere after the fight with Apocalypse.
Lightning startled him from his thoughts as Ororo demonstrated her powers.
"Cyclone, Reaper." He called out and they turned towards him. "Could you accompany me to find another powerful mutant, he will not believe the situation unless he had proof." He knew Erik would not accept his explanation.
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CAMP HAVEN-
The campers milled about nervously. It was approaching 10am; the rest of the Legion's Alphas would be arriving in a couple of minutes. The Legion's divisions were still a day away, probably best it would be a disaster for them all to arrive at the same time.
A massive portal opened in front of the division blocks that Cyclone had built the day before. The Commanders and Lieutenants suddenly straightened to attention, they stood shoulder to shoulder in a line in front of the campers.
A girl in a black cloak lined with startling red stepped out first. Several more cloaked figures exited and came to stand next to her. The Greek letter Alpha was clearly visible on all of their cloaks.
Following them came...the Avengers?
There was an impressively high squeal from Leo as Tony Stark walked out of the portal.
Following them were four women, a teenage boy and a red and black figure that still managed to look threatening despite wearing a pink frilly apron.
There was a silence and then the girl who exitted first spoke in a soft yet commanding voice. "All here?"
"Not quite."
Cyclone had materialised to the right of the two groups. After him appeared the black cloaked figure that all the members of Camp Haven vividly remembered taking on the monster army. It was difficult to forget his cloak that seemed to emanate darkness. With him he had brought a tall, gruff looking man and a beautiful blonde woman in a trench coat.
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There were so many people in Camp Haven, Valkyrie mentally grumbled. They should all wear name tags stating what group they were from and their rank.
The two mutants, Raven and Logan had decided to stay in the Alpha block. As had Bruce, Peter and the girls (Betty, Pepper, Jane and Darcy) but the others had found themselves in other cabins. Tony particularly liked the Hephaestus Cabin.
Theseus, Pirithous, Darcy and Deadpool were engaged in a very worrying conversation. It seemed to be about butts but no one was really sure nor particularly wanted to find out.
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A/N: Deadpool is so fun to write.
Also please don't get your hopes up, as you can probably tell I've kinda lost what's happening in this fic. I felt the need to post now that my exams have finally finished but I probably won't update much more unless I'm hit with a blinding flash of inspiration (e.g. Deadpool).
This fic is officially on HIATUS (I know it kinda already was, but now it's official)
I am sorry y'all.
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Reviews:
Hmm sadly I can't answer some questions because I genuinely don't know the answer. Where was I going with this story 2 years ago? I can't entirely remember.
So hmm I think the what I was trying to establish in the last chapter was that Percy had a crush on Luke (idk why myself2yearsago what are you on?) so I guess that's why Nico's angry at him…
How did you know I am British?
Um apologies to y'all…*cries* Tubble (congrats on your Grade 8 singing [at some point I got Grade 8 violin]) I'm so sorry, you too plaid-and-bowties, Kerowyn6, Emmy4TheWin and all you faithful people who expected me to keep updating every week and instead I just like disappear for a two years.. So many apologies and cookies (::)(::)
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SO, hopefully you don't hate me too much (this wasn't even a long chapter I know).
Maybe one of you can give me some inspiration to continue this story.
Reviews are always welcomed (unless they are flames).
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