"AH, F*** F*** F***!" Deadpool suddenly yelled, as he stood back up stiffly, shaking his legs as he did so. "Man that move is totally impractical. Why does everyone always insist on doing the Superhero landing?"
Despite how much ChamAlien wanted to crack a joke and dish out some banter. At this point he was too tired and sick to even come up with one. His mind was just so fuzzy that he couldn't even think straight. Which is why his next move was definitely not his smartest move.
The Alien Teen went on the assault, but his movements with his first punch where slow and sluggish, allowing Deadpool to easily dodge it. ChamAlien tried to strike him several times, but like before, his movements were all too slow, allowing Deadpool to easily avoid every attack. And with each attack that he missed, the Alien Teen grew more tired. After a few more failed attempts to land a blow, ChamAlien hunched over, panting heavily. His body was shaking due to how cold his body felt.
That's when it hit him, cold. He was a Lizard Alien in a cold environment. Reptiles are cold blooded and so their movements naturally get slow and sluggish when their core body temperature plummets. And since he was already sick to begin with, being out of the sun only further sapped him if his energy.
This of course, allowed Deadpool to easily knock him down with a direct hit to the Aliens jaw with the butt of his rifle. ChamAlien landed against the side of a trash can with a loud crash, dazed and exhausted. His luck dropped even further when he heard the all too familiar beeping sound of the Ultimatrix timing out.
In a flash of Green light, he turned back into Ben, breathing heavily and too weak to fight back. Even pushing himself into a seating position was a serious chore for him. Needless to say, this was not his finest moment. To be reduced to this, by a guy with swords and guns and who's only power is to heal himself. To say this was the most embarrassing moment in his hero career would be an understatement.
"Don't feel bad, kid." Deadpool said as if reading the Teens mind. "You were going up against a fan favourite like me. You had no chance."
That was some fresh salt in the wound. But even if he didn't have the strength or the power to fight back. Ben was still trying to think of a way he could get out of this situation. He was not going to give up, no matter what. Then one idea came to mind.
"So, Deadpool. You said you're a Mercenary right? Meaning you do anything so long as you get paid, right?" Ben asked, the Merc with a Mouth.
"That's right. And delivering you to my employer will certainly make me very rich." Deadpool explained, getting giddy at the thought of all the money.
Bens smirk returned in full force. "Ok then, I'll pay you double what the guys who hired you are paying to not kidnap me and to just leave me alone."
This wasn't a bluff on his part. Ben is actually fully capable of paying off the Mercenary, right then and there. Both Janet and Tony had allowed Ben access to their financial accounts. Tony had a special account set up for Avengers members in case of an emergency financial situation and Janet, simply because she was online shopping and dragged Ben into helping her so he could help her win a bid for a particular dress. While Ben didn't want to abuse this trust that they have given him, and he would never use this information for any personal gain. In this situation, Ben didn't really have much of a choice. He couldn't let himself be taken and was in no contention to fight himself. Right now, his best bet was to play to the Mercenaries greed and pay him off.
"Double you say?" Deadpool asked, his interest peaking.
The Young Hero grinned, he was certain that he had the masked Merc hooked.
"Meh, sorry kid. As tempting as that sounds. Gotta abide by the Merc Code. I don't take a new job till I finish the current one. That means I gotta have the money in my hands." Deadpool explained casually.
With one stroke, Bens confidence shattered along with his smirk. That was his last card. He couldn't think of anything else that would get him out of this situation. At this point all he could do was ramble and to buy time to come up with another plan.
"Listen you seem like a reasonable…" However the Teen could not finish his sentence as Deadpool struck him in a head with the butt of his gun, knocking him out cold.
With a groan, Bens eyes flittered open. Flinching from the light that bombarded his eyes. Blinking several times, his eyes adjusted themselves allowing him to see where he was. Of course upon seeing his situation, it was probably better that he was unconscious.
Currently the Young Hero was restrained within a large containment tube. With his wrists suspended at shoulder height on either side, locked in metal braces. His legs were also locked up in similar braces at the base of the container. This didn't really alarm the teen that much. Considering that he'd been in this kind of situation before. What really caused him to start sweeting was what he saw on the other side of the glass.
Dozens of AIM Drones where standing on either side of him, lines up like soldiers in an army, within a large high tech room with various science equipment lining the walls with lights that bathed the area in a very yellow aura. Bens pod was being pushed along the rows of Drones by what the teen can only assume are more AIM Drones. Looking ahead of himself, Ben narrowed his eyes as he saw the person responsible for his current situation, Deadpool. The Mercenary walked just ahead of the Teens pod as they approached the platform at the end of the room.
Standing at the top of the platform, is AIM's Scientist Supreme. AIM's second in command stood tall and proud as he watched the captured Alien Shapeshifter brought towards him.
Ben couldn't help but feel frustrated by his situation. Yes, he'd been captured before and his team would normally have to bust in to save him. But that was during the time where he was overconfident and immature. When he believed that everything would just work out for him cause he was that good. But this wasn't like the other times, no one knew that he had gone or where he was going, no one knew he was in danger and even if they did now and were looking for him, AIM probably has some kind of signal scrambler to block his signal. And they wouldn't even know that AIM were the ones that kidnapped him. Since they hired this Mercenary to do the job for them. Even Ben didn't piece together that it was AIM that hired him. Course now that he was at their mercy, it was kinda obvious, what with them being tech based criminals and he has the most advanced alien tech on his wrist.
This train of thought only brought his attention back to the Mercenary that brought him here as Ben shot him another glare.
"You checking out my butt back there. You naughty boy." Deadpool teased in a flirting manner.
The Teen Hero immediately leaned back with a disgusted look on his face. "Ugh, No are you nuts?"
"Very. Didn't we go over this?" Deadpool responded with a giggle.
This only further enraged the Alien Avenger. "I can't believe you're going to hand me over to them. Do you have any idea what they're gonna a do if they get their hands on my watch?"
"Make more, build and army, take over the world. That kind of stuff. Usually villain stuff." The Merc casually responded, completely uncaring about the seriousness of the situation.
The captured Hero could only look at the Red Suited Man in shock. Did he really not care about the destruction his powers could do in the wrong hands?
"So that's it, huh? You don't care about what happens so long as you get paid?" Ben stated with a sigh.
"Nothing personal, kid. It's just business. That's how the world works. I get hired to do a job. I complete the job and then I get payed. It's as simple as that." Deadpool explained.
The Young Hero sighed and bowed his head in disappointment. He couldn't deny that there are people in the Universe that will do anything for a quick buck. People who will abandon all reason or morality, all so that they can get money to feed their selfish desires. Its people like that, which make Ben question why he bothers to be a hero in the first place. But that answer is always the same. There are still good people in this world, and they are worth fighting for. And for that reason alone, Ben will not give up and keep fighting with everything he's got.
With his resolve restored, Ben came out of his musings to see that they had arrived at the top of the platform where the Scientist Supreme was waiting for them. Just then the mechanical door behind the platform opened up and from the entrance, emerged the grotesque form of M.O.D.O.C. grinning like a child on Christmas.
"Oh great, you again." Ben groaned upon seeing the Leader of AIM. "Surprised you can fit through that door with big fat head of yours."
Deadpool immediately started to chuckle at the Teens jab at MODOC. The AIM Leader was not amused.
"You would be wise to be silent, Human. Otherwise we will make your procedure more painful than it needs to." MODOC threatened.
Ben was not the least bit intimidated as he smirked at the floating head. "More painful? Oh please, there's no way this could get any more painful for me after seeing an eye sore like you. At this point, my brain is actually willing my eyes to go blind."
Now Deadpool had to cover his mouth as he could barely contain his laughter from the Alien Teens insults.
"BE SILENT!" MODOC snapped, the giant vein in his head started to throb as his anger grew from the Young Shapeshifters constant taunting. "If you do not cease your prattling, I shall use my mental bolts to tear your mind apart."
"Yes, please! Do it. Knock me out, lobotomise me. Anything! At least in my dreams I can picture something pleasant. At this point you don't even need to give me anaesthesia, just show me your face and I'll pass out in shock. Forget IT being the scariest movie ever, just show a picture of you on the screen and that'll send everyone running for the hills."
And with that Deadpool couldn't contain himself any longer as he just burst out laughing. He hollered so much that his had to hold his sides as they were starting to hurt. Even some of the AIM Drones started to chuckle at the Alien Avengers roast of their Boss. Course they quickly composed themselves when MODOC shot them all a deadly glair.
The Science Based Villain, floated up to the Teens Containment Pod and glared at Ben through the glass. Ben put all the effort he could muster to keep a serious face as he glared back. But the glass warping MODOC's face like a fun house mirror, made it extremely difficult for him.
"Your insolence ends here, Child. Your power will be taken and AIM will use it to wipe out any that stand in our way. AIM will conquer the world and non-shale stand in our way." MODOC declared with a determined tone.
The floating head then turned to his second in command and gestured to him. In response the Scientist Supreme picked up a metal briefcase and walked over to Deadpool, who managed to compose himself enough to stand up to receive it, though he still had a lingering chuckle.
"As promised, Mr Deadpool. Your payment." The Scientist Supreme opened the case, revealing it to be filled with cash.
Deadpool's eyes widened at the sight, practically drooling in his mask as he grabbed one of the wads of cash and ran his fingers over the green paper. He then held the wad under his nose and took a deep sniff of the money and shuddered with pleasure from it.
"Oh, I am so gonna have a lot of pleasure with this cash." Deadpool responded. From the way he said that. Ben couldn't help but get a rather repulsive thought on what Deadpool was intending to do with that cash. He quickly abandoned that train of thought before he made himself gag.
After placing the wad back in the case, Deadpool collected his money and started to walk away from the AIM leaders and the Captured Avenger.
"This was fun. We should do this again sometime." Deadpool said, giving a two fingered salute to MODOC and a playful wink at Ben.
As Deadpool walked away, the AIM Leaders turned their attention back to Ben.
"I believe we should begin the procedure immediately, MODOC." Scientist Supreme suggested. "The sooner we begin, the better."
"Indeed. We cannot afford to waste any time." MODOC agreed.
Ben could only glare at the Mad Scientists. They had him at their mercy and he couldn't see any way out. The restraints where tightly secure and with no backup on its way, stalling for time just seemed pointless. There had to be something he could use to get him out of this situation? But what?
Looking around, Ben couldn't see anything of use. Since he had no idea what all the Science equipment around him could do, not to mention that AIM would most likely knock him out before they started to experiment on him, so he couldn't even rely on the Ultimatrix feedback function to free himself. So, what could he do?
In that moment of silence, all Ben could hear were the echoing footsteps of Deadpool's boots walking down the room to the door at the far end. Glancing over at the Mercenary, the Teens eyes wandered to the metal case in his hands. Suddenly an idea ignited within the Heroes mind.
"Um, before you guys start to dissect me. Could I make one final request?" Ben pleaded, giving he best hopeless and defeated voice.
MODOC grinned at the sound of the Teens begging and shifted his chair to position himself in a boastful manner. "The predictable sign of Human defeat. Very well. Make your request."
With a smirk, Ben cleared his throat. "Yo Deadpool!" He shouted, causing the Merc in question to turn around.
"Yeah?" Deadpool responded.
"Your jobs done, right? You got your money. So, your contract is complete?" Ben asked.
"Yeah, pretty much." Deadpool answered, holding up his case. "Moneys in my hands. Jobs all done."
That answer allowed Ben to form the biggest and cheekiest grin he's ever formed before. "Great, cause I'd like to hire you to rescue me and get me out of here. I can afford to pay you, 20 bucks!"
"DEAL!" Deadpool instantly responded, as he drew his katana and threw it directly at Bens containment pod. The blade pierced throw the glass and stabbed right into the electric panel controlling Bens restraints. The panel sparked and the electrical surge cause the restraints to release Bens limbs, freeing him. Without missing a beat, Ben activated his Ultimatrix and slammed the dial down.
"CANNONBOLT!" The Alien cried out after a green flash. His massive bulk instantly shattering the Containment pod, knocking the Scientist Supreme and MODOC away.
The Transformed Teen immediately tapped the Ultimatrix Dial and turned back to human. The last thing he needed right now was to deal with any more symptoms his aliens would receive from his cold. Most likely Cannonbolt would have motion sickness or something like that. So instead, Ben grabbed the hilt of the katana Deadpool threw and picked it up. Holding it in both hands in a fighting stance.
He was quickly joined by Deadpool, who managed to take out several AIM Drones in the confusion and return to the Teens side.
"And here we reach the Teamup stage of our grand adventure." Deadpool cheerfully stated.
Ben responded with a sharp glare. "You hit me in the face with a shotgun. That could have killed me!"
"Oh relax, getting hit in head is harmless in stories like this." Deadpool casually responded giving Ben a playful pat on the shoulder. "Besides, you're the main character in this story. It's like impossible for you to die. Especially in this universe."
Ben could only roll his eyes at the Mercenaries rambling as MODOC and the Scientist Supreme got to their feet, or in MODOC's case, levitated.
"You… You dare betray, MODOC?" The Mechanical Villain yelled angrily.
"No of course not. I did my job. I got paid and now I have a new job. It's just business." Deadpool stated simply.
"We paid you thousands for this job and he's only paying you a messily 20 dollars?" The Scientist Supreme argued in a flabbergasted tone.
Deadpool simply shrugged in response. "Hey money is money. Who am I to complain?"
At this point the vein in MODOC's head looked ready to pop. "DRONES! DESTROY THEM!"
The sound of energy weapons charging up, echoed throughout the room as AIM soldiers all aimed various high-tech weapons at the pair.
"Let's get this part started!" Deadpool cried out as hi tossed a grenade right at MODOC's, detonating point blank, causing the AIM Leader to scream in pain as the force of the explosion knocked him through the open door he previously entered.
Ben rushed over to the control panel next to the door and slammed his hand on the keypad. The metal door immediately slammed shut and the Teen proceeded to stab the panel to disable it. Hopefully buying some time before MODOC could find a way back. While he had no doubt he could take him in Alien form, but as he currently is, he doubted he'd be able to survive an encounter with the Villain.
The AIM Drones opened fire upon the duo, with Ben leaping behind the largest piece of the destroyed containment pod as cover. Deadpool however, simply jumped right into the fry drawing his remaining katana and one pistol as he proceeded to fight his way through the crowed of Yellow Suited Agents. Slashing and shooting his way with expert precision, displaying some incredible skill with his weapons as he kicked one Drone down while slicing another ones gun in half and shooting a third one in the shoulder, all at the same time.
With Deadpool drawing all the Drones attention and fire. Ben emerged from his cover, only to be met by the Scientists Supreme. The Second in Command drew his own, high tech side arm and aimed it at the Young Hero.
"You are far more clever than you appear, Boy. A shame you apply that potential to pointless heroics." The Villain mocked.
"Well my teachers always said, I didn't live up to my potential." Ben quipped back.
"Then I shall remedy that situation." Scientist Supreme responded as he aimed his blaster and pulled the trigger.
With his instincts kicked into overdrive, Ben focused on the gun and how his opponent was holding it, drawing back to his training with his Grandpa, Captain America and Hawkeye, Ben took note of the angle of the barrel and the distance between them.
The barrel of the gun flashed and a yellow energy bolt fired out. However using his training, Ben managed to calculate the trajectory of the shot and immediately pivoted fair enough to dodge the blast. The momentary shock of the Scientist Supreme was all Ben needed to quickly close the gap and smack the gun out of the Tech villains hand, causing it to clatter on the ground. With his enemy disarmed, Ben then spun in front of the Scientist Supreme and rammed the hilt of his sword into the Yellow Suited Mans gut, knocking the wind right out of him, immediate knocking him out.
Ben stood tall as he rested the blunt side of the Katanas blade on his shoulders. All that training in his human form was really paying off. He couldn't help but smirk at this little victory.
The sound of explosions caught the Teens attention as he looked down to see Deadpool take down several more Drones. While he didn't have many opponents left, Ben knew that with all the noise they were making, they'd soon be overrun with AIM reinforcements.
Running down into the battle field, Ben used his katana blade to strike weapons out of any AIM soldiers hands and followed with a hilt strike to the head to knock them out. With Deadpool reducing the numbers beforehand, it certainly made the fight a lot easier as Ben doubted he could fight a large number of these guys by himself.
"Hey, DP! Part of the job is getting me out of here safely. You don't get paid otherwise." Ben shouted to the Merc as he took down two more Drones.
"Oh fine!" The Red Suited Merc groaned as he knocked out the last Drone with his gun.
The pair then ran out of the room into a hallway, with Deadpool leading the way as they made their way towards the exit.
"You sure this is the way?" Ben asked the hired help.
"Positive. I left breadcrumbs behind me so I wouldn't get lost." Deadpool responded proudly.
"Seriously?" Ben asked with a raised eyebrow. Looking down, sure enough there were a trail of breadcrumbs all over the metal floor. This is the guy he's trusting to get him to safety? He is really having an off day.
After running down the halls for a little while longer, the pair round the next corner and screech to a halt. Standing at the other end of the hall, in front of what appeared to be the exit. Was a large force of AIM Drones, armed with some very deadly looking weapons, more impressive than the ones they previously fought used. There were also four AIM Drones, piloting large, heavy duty mech suits arms with large cannons, flame throwers and missile launchers.
Needless to say, this would not be an easy fight.
"Ok…" Deadpool said slightly nervous. "Well not that I don't mind, seemingly impossible odds. But you might need to consider pulling out some Alien Muscle there, Benny Boy?"
"I can't," Ben responded nervously. "You saw me earlier today. If I transform, my aliens would just get sick and I'd be just useless."
"Less useless than you are now with just a sword?" Deadpool pointed out. "Can't be any worse than you are now. So just try something."
Well this really was the end of all things, if this crazy Merc was actually making sense. Even with his skills, Ben was no match for all those heavy duty weapons. He'd most likely be atomised, before he could get within striking distance of the first Drone.
Taking a deep sigh, Ben handed his Katana back to Deadpool and activated the Ultimatrix. 'Ok, here goes nothing.' He thought to himself as he turned the dial to Heatblast and slammed the core down.
In a flash of green light, Ben transformed. But the form he'd taken was certainly not Heatblast. It is a green, bulbous alien. It resembles a puffer fish. It has 3 spikes sticking out the top and bottom of its head. Its mouth covered most of the upper front of it, which was filled with dull colored, pointed teeth. Its eyes were connected to the corners of its lips. It had arms with four-fingered hands, short, stubby legs and a long tail. It was wearing black pants that partly covers it's stomach and has the Ultimatrix symbol on its chest.
"Who the heck is this guy?" The Unknown Alien said as it looked at its hands. But unfortunate it couldn't examine the rest of his body due to his being unable to turn his head.
"You can check yourself out later. Unless you want these guys to serve you up with a side of fries, I'd get to fighting." Deadpool commented as he held his katana at the ready.
"I don't even know what this guy does?" The Alien Avenger protested in a panicked tone.
"Its gotta do something?" Deadpool stated.
The AIM Drones all prepped their weapons and aimed them at the duo. The impending danger caused the Alien Hero to react on reflex. Instinctively he closed his mouth and his body began to expand. Inflating like a balloon, growing larger and larger. Once he'd reached capacity, the Alien Hero opened his mouth and a powerful stream of green liquid fired out of his mouth like a firehose. The force of the pressurised liquid easily knocked the front line of AIM Drones off their feet and colliding with the others behind them, causing a domino effect.
After a few seconds the Transformed Teen ceased his liquid assault and it finally dawned on him. He'd seen this Alien before. This was the very Alien he saw his future self Ben 10,000 use in his fights. At that point, his future self, stopped naming his Aliens, but he recalled what he had called this form when he was younger.
"Spitter." The Alien Teen announced. "Yeah that's right. This guy is Spitter!"
"Well no S***. Could you be more on the nose with a name like that?" Deadpool responded.
"My Alien, my choice." Spitter responded proudly.
The AIM Drones that didn't get knocked down, tried to move to engage the Alien Avenger, but upon stepping on the liquid that Spitter produced. They immediate slipped on the substance and fell flat on their faces. With their forces now in disarray the AIM Drones didn't dare try to use their weapons in fear that they might misfire and hit one of their own. Even the Mechs didn't dare make a move out of concern that they might slip of the liquid or hit one of their comrades.
Seeing this display, Deadpool grinned under his mask. "Well with them all in this state. Now I can really have some fun."
With that the Merc with a Mouth charged right at the AIM soldiers. What followed was a horrific display of engagement that Spitter almost spewed up another torrent of slim. The actions that Deadpool performed where so unsettling, it is too horrific to describe.
(Deadpool: Woah, Woah, Woah. 'Too horrific to describe?' What hell man? That was the best fight scene in the entire chapter and you just gloss over it like that?)
(Sorry, but I don't wanna scar these people for life. That was some messed up stuff you just did to those guys.)
(Deadpool: This is why your friends got mad at you in Chapter 20. You built up the great fight and then you just P*** out and took the lazy route.)
(I'm sure they'll forgive me for this. Even they wouldn't want to see what you… Oh gosh I can even look.)
(Deadpool: You're such a P**** like you've never seen a guy ********* with a ********* in the ********** as he ******** ******** ****************************!)
(Seriously stop! I'm gonna have nightmares.)
(Deadpool: Oh fine. You really need to loosen up, dude.)
(And you need some serious psychological help.)
(Deadpool: Tried that. Confessed to a priest. Didn't really help, since he went Crazy afterwards.)
(Oh my gosh)
In the midst of the horror show, Spitter noticed one of the Mech's had decided to throw caution to the wind and aimed all its weapons at Deadpool. Guess after seeing what he did to his friends, he's either putting them out of their misery, or making sure he's not next on the list.
At his current distance, the Mech was out of range from Spitters slim attack, and with his short stubby legs, running to him was out of the question. However an idea formed in the Alien Avengers mind.
Turning around so his back is facing the Mech, Spitter inflated his body once more and fired his green liquid torrent again. However this time, Spitter didn't plant his feet as he allowed the force of his pressurised liquid, launch himself like a rocket across the room and right into the targeted Mech. The impact was enough to knock the Drone over, causing it to land on its back.
Now the Alien Avenger was at the mercy of the remaining three Mech suits. It was at this moment that Spitter started to realise that maybe this form wasn't the best combat wise. Sure the pressurised slim blast was effective. But when he saw his Future fight with him, he only ever used him as a means to push his enemies away before switching to another Alien. However in his current state, Ben couldn't risk using another Alien, as it seems Spitter is the only form he's used today that didn't give him any unusual side effects or make him feel sick at all. In fact Spitter felt great at the moment, and switching to another Alien would only hamper his ability.
With no other option, Spitter started to swell up again as the Mechs primed their weapons. But as the Alien Avenger saw the weapons and his anxiety about the situation entered his mind, he started to feel a new sensation within his body. Unlike the last couple of times Spitter used his slim attack, they had a particular feel to them. But this time as he was swelling up, he could feel something different occurring within himself.
With no time to question it, Spitter unleashed his slim attack that struck the nearest Mech suit, while also slashing the one next to it. However, much to the shock of Spitter and the AIM pilot, not only did the slim push back the metal goliath, but it was also dissolving the materials.
"Acid?" Spitter gasped. He had no idea this Alien could do that. However, upon closer inspection he could see why, his Future self didn't display that ability. The acid appeared to be highly corrosive as it ate through the Mech suit in seconds, with its pilot screaming from within. Even the one that was only splashed by a little of the acid, was already dissolving at an alarming rate. The pilot of the second Mech managed to eject himself from the cockpit to safety. But the acid had already eaten through the gears on the first one so it was impossible for him to eject, the pilot screamed as the acid start to eat through the cockpit and onto his suit.
Spitter immediate rushed to the pilots rescue. Climbing up the dissolving mech to reach him, while also taking note that his skin was immune to the effects of the acid. That would've ended very badly for him otherwise. But upon reaching the cockpit the acid was all around the pilot and if he opened the cockpit in any way, the acid would get in and dissolve the man in seconds.
Racking his brain, Spitter could only think of one course of action. If his body could create that acid, then there's a chance he could neutralise it as well. Concentrating hard, Spitter focused on stopping the acid, anti-acidic thoughts. He continued to focus as he swelled up once more, again a new sensation filled the Alien Hero's body as he unleashed another stream of slim onto the cockpit. Course the pressure of his liquid, combined with the already compromised cockpit, caused the entire structure to collapse and flood the entire area with green slim. The pilot screamed like a little girl as he flailed around like he was on fire as the slim washed over him.
Once Spitter had stopped sliming the man, he looked to see that the acid had indeed been neutralised as the metal was no longer dissolving. The AIM pilot didn't seem to notice as he was still screaming like a woman, and thrashing around like a fish on land.
"I'M MELTING! I'M MELTING! AHHHHHHH!" He screamed.
"Dude! The Acids neutralised. You're fine!" Spitter yelled at the pilot, tapping him on the helmet.
The AIM pilot stopped as he sat up in his little slim pool and looked around the and saw that he was indeed fine.
"Oh." Was all the pilot could say. Right before Spitter punched him in the face, knocking him out.
"I thought you guys were supposed to be smart." Spitter commented.
A metallic click drew the Aliens attention as he looked up to see the remaining Mech Suit towering over him. The pilot in the suit took a look at Spitter, then to the dissolved remains of the remaining Mech suits, before returning back to Spitter.
"Yeah, I don't get paid enough for this." The Drone remarked, before turning his Mech the other way and quickly marched down the hall and around the corner. Leaving Spitter to blink a few times in response.
"I stand corrected." The Alien Teen commented.
With the immediate threat taken care of, and not wishing to look back and Deadpool's nightmare party, Spitter turned to face the exit door. A large reinforce mass of metal that was the only thing standing between him and freedom. For most people, this would be a hard obstacle to overcome. But not for a super acid spitting Alien Hero.
Putting up to his maximum size, Spitter unleashed his acidic slim upon the door. With an audible hissing sound, the metal barricade, melted away like ice on a hot summer sidewalk. With the exit now clear of obstruction, Spitter could feel the wind blowing through his spikes. However, he couldn't smell the fresh air as it turns out this alien had no nose. Go figure.
Turning back slightly, Spitter called out. "Hey Deadpool. Doors open time to go!"
"Aww can't I have five more minutes." The Merc with a Mouth whined like toddler.
"NO! Now come on, or no money." Spitter shouted back. Those pour Men had suffered enough.
"Oh Fine." Deadpool grumbled as he walked over to Spitters side, removing a rubber glove from his hand once he'd arrived. What he'd been doing with that glove, the Fish Alien did not want to know.
(Deadpool: Oh it's pretty neat. You see when you…)
(I SAID I DON'T WANT TO KNOW!)
"Ah nothing like a job well done." Deadpool stated happily.
A sudden rumbling noise coming from behind them, caused the pair to turn around. Only to see MODOC and a mass of AIM Drones behind him, charging down the hall to pursue the duo.
"NO ONE ESCAPES, MODOC!" The Techno Villain Roared as he rocketed towards them.
Deadpool screamed in an over the top fashion and leapt onto Spitter like a scared damsel. Spitter however, simply inflated himself and fired a stream of acid slim at the ceiling, causing it to dissolve and cave in, completely blocking the exit, leaving nothing but the muffled yells of an enraged MODOC echoing from within.
"Oh." Deadpool said, while he still held onto Spitter. He then pressed his head against the Alien and started nuzzling him. "My Hero."
"Get off me!" Spitter yelled, throwing the Merc off him.
A little while later, the sun was setting over the city as Ben and Deadpool arrived on the outskirts of the city. AIM had taken Ben several miles away and Ben and Deadpool had to take a Cab back to the city.
"Thanks for the lift, Dopinder." Deadpool said to the Indian cab driver siting in the front of the vehicle
"De pleasure is all mine, Mr Pool." Dopinder responded. "I trust de payment is another crisp Hi Five?"
"Nope. I got a nice crisp 20 right here for ya pal." Deadpool replied, handing the bill Ben had just used to pay him, to the Cab Driver.
It was clear to Ben that the two obviously had some form of friendship, cause the things they talked about during the trip where certainly not topics that you would discuss with a complete stranger. And the Teen mentally adding his ears to the list of senses he felt he needed to wash with bleach after spending time with Deadpool.
The pair exited the Cab, which then drove off leaving the two alone, overlooking the city.
"I paid you. Why are you still here?" Ben asked the Merc with an annoyed tone.
"Why Ben, I'm hurt. Isn't this the part where we complement each other and start sowing the bonds of friendship?" The Merc stated a bit dramatically.
"You try to kill me, kidnap me, hit me in the face with a shotgun, only helped me cause I hired you too and then made me witness something I'll need to go to therapy to get over! Why on Earth would you ever think I'd ever want to be associated with you again?" Ben snapped, panting slightly with anger.
"Well for starters, seems our little fight knocked your cold out." Deadpool pointed out.
Bens eyes widened. Now that he thought about it, he was right. Ben didn't feel sick at all after he woke up at AIM HQ. He was so occupied with the bruise on his head and escaping from them, that he didn't even notice. Meaning…
"I could've turned into any Alien to get out of there!" Ben screamed as he realised his mistake.
"Yep. You could've gone Big Chill and flown right outta there and left me behind." Deadpool stated bluntly.
Ben was so shocked at his own stupidity that he didn't even question how Deadpool knew his aliens name. He just stood there slack jawed as his eye started twitching from annoyance.
"Ooo this looks cool." The Merc said, causing the agitated Teen to turn and see him holding one of his home made Plumber badge communicators.
Ben immediately went wide eyed and rushed over to grab the device, but Deadpool easily pulled it out of his reach.
"Give that back!" Ben demanded, trying to get it. But Deadpool avoided him each time.
"Neat. This is what you give to all your new buddies right. Connected to the communicator in your watch right?"
Again the Teen Hero became dumbfounded. The communicators, connected to his watch, the thing on his wrist the entire time.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Ben yelled, as he placed his hands on either side of his head. He'd forgotten about the communicators he'd given out. He may have left his ID Card at home, but he could've called anyone that he'd given the communicators to for help.
"This entire time. I could've just called them for backup!?" Ben exclaimed in frustration. This was followed by another scream of frustration, after which he started to take deep breaths and calm down.
"Man, I am really having an off day." He stated with slumped shoulders.
At that moment Deadpool threw his arms over the Teens Shoulders in a friendly manner. "Eh don't worry about it kid. Everyone has an off day. Plus if you didn't, then we wouldn't have had all the fun we had today, right?"
A neutral expression was all the Ultimatrix Hero could muster. "Yeah, it was a blast." He said sarcastically.
"Well this was fun. Can't wait till our next adventure. So, I can add more memories to my gallery." Deadpool said, pulling out his phone and displaying a series of photos he then showed to Ben.
Images of Deadpool fighting Ben in alien form, completely humiliating the Alien Avenger, including images of Deadpool posing with Bens unconscious body on their way to AIM. Which really made the Teen more uncomfortable with the Merc. Deadpool then came to the end of his photo gallery with a picture of him taking a selfie with MODOC with a Weiner drawn on the Villains giant head in permanent marker.
That image cause Ben to both laugh and be confused at the same time.
"I was with you the whole time we were in AIM, when did you have the time to take this picture?" Ben questioned perplexed.
"I have my ways." Deadpool remarked, putting his phone away. "Oh I almost forgot. Not a proper teamup without a face reveal."
With that Deadpool reached up and started to pull his mask off his face.
"No, dude. Seriously." Ben objected. "I don't want to meet up with you after this so I don't need to see your, OH MY GAAH!"
Upon seeing the face behind the mask of Deadpool, Ben wanted to throw up, even though he was no longer sick. The true face of Wade Wilson, looked like a walking tumour. Like the rotting features of a Walker from the Walking Dead. It was somehow worse than everything Ben had previously seen that day. And that's really saying something.
"Yeah, not a pretty picture, right?" Deadpool remarked.
Ben shook his head in agreement.
"My buddy, Weasel had some pretty colourful words to describe me. Care to give it your best description?" The Merc offered.
After taking a moment to fully take in what he was looking at, Ben just barely managed to compose himself. "You're face looks like a rotten apple that hit every branch of the Ugly Tree on the way down. Then got run over by a lawn mower. And then mauled by a Raccoon. With rabies."
Deadpool blinked at the Young Hero's quick response as he put his mask back on. "Wow. That was certainly creative. How long you had that loaded up?"
"Just the first thing that popped into my head." Ben simply responded.
"Well now that you've seen it. Wanna know how I got this Fugly, mug?" Deadpool asked.
"NO!" Ben responded immediately, the less he knew about this guy, the better.
"It's not just the face. It's all over, Dude. Like ALL over." The Merc emphasised, waving his hand over his whole body.
The mental images that started forming in his mind, actually started to make Ben consider being lobotomised. He shuttered at the extremely disturbing images as Deadpool waved his communicator in front of his face.
"I'll be in touch, Kid." Deadpool stated as he prepared to walk away.
Ben snapped out of his thoughts and quickly chased down the Merc with a Mouth, there was no way he was allowing someone like him to keep a device that would be a direct line to him.
"Hey, no way man!" Ben yelled as he caught up to Deadpool. "You give that…"
"Scene Cut!" Deadpool yelled as he brushed his hand over Bens eyes causing him to blink.
Upon opening his eyes. Ben's eyes widened as he looked down, almost losing his balance and grabbing onto a metal pole nearby to keep himself from falling where he was…
The top of the Empire State Building.
The Alien Avenger looked around, for any sign of Deadpool, but the Merc had completely disappeared. And yet, somehow in the blink of an eye, he managed to teleport Ben to the top of the tallest building in the city. How is that even possible?
Course Ben was interrupted when he felt something in his pocket. Reaching into it, Ben pulled out a folded piece of paper, which he proceeded to upfold. On the paper was a picture drawn in crayon of Deadpool and Ben, fist bumping each other with Deadpool giving a thumbs up with his other hand and winking.
The paper also had the words 'Until Next Time, Deadpool Out!' written on it.
Ben could only look at the paper in confusion as he once again looked around at his surroundings and reflect on the situation he was currently in.
"WHAT THE HECK IS GOING ON!?"
Deadpool: TADA! Hope you all liked the Pilot Chapter to my Spinoff Story, Deadpooling 10!
What? You're not getting a Spinoff story?
Deadpool: Yes I am. I just said it. The readers will demand it now. Once they've gotten a taste, they'll protest until you're forced to make it.
Like I could bend that easily.
Deadpool: Works for the guys at Marvel Comics.
Well Im not them. This is my story and I'll write it the way I want to.
Deadpool: With the help of Just Q, StarSaber21 and a few other guys that have messaged you.
Ok yeah they've been a big help to me. Don't think this story would've gotten this far if it wasn't for them.
Deadpool: Aww thats sweet. But seriously, don't take so long with the next chapter. It's the Hydra one right? That should be easy, you've already got the transcript, the chapters basically half done already.
Im not getting into this with you.
Anyway, hope you all enjoyed the story. PM me if you have any ideas to share or questions about the chapter.
Deadpool: Like how I was able to jump around so quickly here. Spoiler Alert, I was wearing my Teleportation Belt.
Ugh... Well until Next Time, CaptainRex75 Out!