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Chapitre 350: C350 Committing a Crime

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Peter leaned against the bathroom wall, his arms crossed, as he waited for Wade to finish adjusting his tactical suit.

Although Peter didn't agree with this, as he knew it would be better to simply explain things to Vanessa, Wade refused to see things his way.

So, they would be breaking the law today.

Just as Wade wants, the two of them would kidnap his fiancé and move her to a safe location, where hopefully, Peter could either convince Wade to reveal himself or perhaps, trick him into doing so instead.

'Meh, ill figure something out.' Peter shrugged.

Wade tugged at the straps on the suit, muttering to himself. "Man, this thing is tight. Are you sure I won't suffocate in here?"

[Insert picture of Deadpool suit]

Peter rolled his eyes, his voice laced with impatience. "It's designed for maximum flexibility and protection. You'll be fine. Just keep your focus on finding Vanessa."

Peter didn't think it best for him to wear the paper bag for this, so he conjured up a normal tactical suit that matched the Deadpool aesthetic.

It wasn't anything crazy like Peter's suit, but it would be enough for this.

Wade adjusted the mask, his eyes narrowing behind the red and black fabric.

"Right. Vanessa. Gotta keep my girl safe from Francis." He straightened up and struck a dramatic pose. "Don't worry, Spidey, the Crimson Chin is on the case!"

"Please stop coming up with these sh*tty names. They just don't work." Peter couldn't help but chuckle. "Just remember. We need to keep a low profile. No unnecessary violence."

Wade grinned, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "No promises, web-head." He said as he turned and left the bathroom.

Shaking his head in annoyance, Peter discreetly activated the enchantment on his spider suit, watching as it transformed into a sleek, pitch-black form.

Now unrecognizable as Spider-Man, he followed Wade out into the dimly lit club.

They stepped out of the bathroom and into the pulsating atmosphere of the strip club. The bass thumped through the air, mingling with the voices and laughter of the surrounding patrons.

Wade adjusted his mask once again, ensuring his face was hidden beneath its intimidating design.

Men stood around the runway-styled stage, throwing money at practically naked women who danced on long shining poles for their pleasure.

Other men sat in their own booths, accompanied by similar women, who fawned over them as if they were the most handsome men in the world.

They certainly weren't...

Meanwhile, the bigger spenders were invited into the back of the club, where secluded rooms were set up for private dances.

'Suckers...' Peter thought as he watched these women expertly drain them dry of their money.

As they navigated through the crowd, their eyes scanned the room, searching for any sign of Vanessa. The scent of perfume and alcohol mixed with the flashing neon lights created a surreal atmosphere.

Wade's eyes widened as he spotted a door at the back marked "Employees Only." He motioned for Peter to follow him, and they stealthily made their way toward it.

Inside a nearby dressing room, a beautiful woman with long brown hair and matching eyes stood before a mirror, dressed skimpily, carefully applying her makeup.

[Insert picture of Vanessa here]

The soft glow of the lights accentuated her beauty, but her expression carried a mix of weariness and uncertainty.

Although she didn't return to prostitution, in a way, she was still selling her body to similar clientele, which was a bit disheartening when she thought about it.

Though the money alone made this a far better job than anything else that she could be doing.

Staring at herself in a tiny handheld mirror, Vanessa sighed. 'I just wish Wade was here...' She thought sadly.

Unbeknownst to Vanessa, a security guard, who was meant to be guarding the hall outside from any weird and overzealous patrons, watched her with lust-filled eyes.

He had been watching her carefully ever since she started working here, waiting for the best moment to strike.

Stalking up behind her unnoticed, as her mirror far was too small to show anything behind her, the rather muscular guard peered over her shoulder, admiring her exposed breasts.

Unable to hold himself back any longer, he reached his hand out, his intentions clear.

Suddenly, the door quietly opened and a red and black clothed head peaked inside.

Instantly, Wade's rage bubbled to the surface as he burst into the room. "Hands off, scumbag!" He shouted, his voice filled with fury.

The security guard stumbled backward, startled by Wade's sudden appearance. "Who the hell are you?"

Wade cracked his knuckles, a wicked grin spreading across his face. "I'm the Crimson Chin, Motherf*cker!"

'Not again...' Peter roller his eyes and let out a sigh.

Without warning, Wade launched himself at the guard, a flurry of punches and kicks raining down upon him, leaving the Guard reeling as he tried and failed to defend himself.

Meanwhile, Vanessa leaped out of her seat and backed up into the corner, surprised by the sudden fight that broke out in the middle of her dressing room.

Though before she ran over to cower in the corner, she was sure to hit a small emergency button under the table, which sent out a distress call to all security guards in the building.

After all, being a stripper is a hazardous business.

Clients can easily grow obsessive and delusional, leading to all sorts of unsavory situations.

*Bam!*

A red and black-clothed fist smashed into the guard's face, sending him spiraling to the floor.

"Don't you ever!" Wade exclaimed as he started stomping the guard's downed body. "Try to touch her again!"

"?!" Vanessa wondered what he meant by that and why he seemed so protective of her.

She felt that this masked man was familiar, though the mask muffled his voice, leaving her confused as to who it was.

Peter leaned against the door frame, enjoying the show, though that was quickly ruined as a crowd of similarly dressed guards came running down the hall behind him.

Quick to react, Peter turned around and swung into action.

His movements were agile and precise as he incapacitated the guards one by one, using nothing but his inhuman speed to outclass them with ease.

"Aaahhh!"

"Ughhh!"

"Aauughh!"

Vanessa's fear only grew as she heard the screams of agony and pain that echoed from outside the door.

Barely a minute passed before Peter returned, completely unscathed with a pile of unconscious guards behind him.

And when he returned, Wade was still stomping the guard that tried to get handsy with his fiancé. The floor was filled with blood and the man's head was partially caved inwards.

Though he was still breathing.

"Stupid dumb f$cker b*tch..." Wade never stopped insulting the guy as he continued to brutally assault him.

"I think that's enough." Peter said as Wade calmed down and returned to his senses.

Nodding his head, Wade pulled out one of his desert eagles and aimed downward.

"N-No... Wait... *Bang!*" The man tried to speak but Wade didn't listen and simply pulled the trigger, piercing a bullet straight into his pants and blowing his d*ck clean off.

"Aaahhh!" The man let out a high pitch scream as he rolled on the floor, holding his crotch in agony.

"Seriously?" Peter asked in exasperation.

"What? He deserved it..." Wade shrugged uncaringly.

"!" Vanessa, wide-eyed in fear, watched all of this from the corner of the room, a lamp in hand ready to defend herself if need be.

Fear mingled with confusion as she tried to comprehend the situation unfolding before her.

Peter looked toward Wade, motioning for him to speak to her, but he just couldn't muster up the courage.

Sighing in exasperation, Peter made a quick mental note to beat some sense into him later as he stepped up toward the frightened woman.

Vanessa's voice trembled as she spoke, her trust wavering. "Who are you? Why are you doing this?"

"Look, we're not here to hurt you." Peter says, receiving a very skeptical look from Vanessa. "believe it or not. I don't care. We don't have much time right now, so just come with us and we'll explain everything, okay?"

Of course, she didn't believe a word that came out of Peter's mouth, staying firmly in the corner, ready to lash out at whoever came near her.

Seeing that this wasn't working, Peter sighed and waved his hand. "Sleep." He said and moved forward to catch her as her eyes dropped shut and her body collapsed into a deep slumber.

"What did you do to her?!" Wade asks in concern as he turns his desert eagle toward Peter.

"She's asleep, you idiot." Rolling his eyes at his friend's overreaction, Peter tossed Vanessa over to him.

"!" Wade's eyes widened as he dropped his gun and scrambled to catch his fiancé in a princess carry. "Don't throw her like that! She's not a sack of potatoes!"

Suddenly, the sound of police sirens echoes from outside the building.

"I think that's our cue." Peter says, ignoring Wade's glare as he opens a portal and steps through. "Come on. Let's go. I'd rather not deal with the cops."

...

..

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Minutes later, when the police finally breached the building with a heavily armed swat unit, they found no sign of the perpetrators.

Though they did find a badly beaten penis-less man alongside a large pile of unconscious guards, leaving them no choice but to seal off the area in hopes of catching the fleeing perpetrator(s).

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Soft, dim light, casted gentle shadows across the spacious penthouse apartment, which just so happened to be one of the many Shield/Avengers safe houses in New York City.

Wade cradled Vanessa in his arms, her delicate form pressed against his chest as they made their way toward the master bedroom.

With careful tenderness, he lowered her down onto the plush mattress, ensuring her comfort was tended to perfectly.

As he settled Vanessa down, Wade couldn't help but let out a lighthearted grumble. "Seriously? She gets these fancy digs, and I'm stuck in some plain hotel room? You're really playing favorites here, Spidey."

Peter glanced at Wade. "Come on. You know this is just a temporary arrangement until we take care of Francis. She needs protection, and this place was available. It has round-the-clock surveillance and agents at every possible entry point. She'll be safe here."

Wade crossed his arms, pouting under his mask. "I know, I know. You're right. Safety first and all that jazz."

"Besides, after what you did to that hotel room, do you really think that I'd ever let you stay in a place like this? Nope, from now on it's nothing but rundown motels for you." Peter says with a shake of his head.

"Come on..." Wade whined like a kid. "Give me a second chance. I promise that I won't jizz on the couch ever again!"

"You did far more than that and you know it." Peter pointed an accusing glare at him. "Now, lower your voice before she wakes up."

Hearing Peter's warning, Wade shut his mouth and swiftly turned to make sure that she was still asleep.

Sighing in relief, as she was still out cold, his voice softening. "She's even more beautiful than I remembered. I need to fix myself before seeing her again..."

"You know, for a badass Mercenary you're really acting like a p*ssy, aren't you?" Peter says matter of factly.

"Who the f#ck are calling a p*ssy?" Wade turns to Peter, appalled that he would call him that.

After all, Wade was the exact opposite of a p*ssy. He would gladly jump headfirst into danger for something as small as a chimichanga and a cold cherry icee to wash it down.

"I'm 100% fat, hairy, d*ck! I got veins and all!" Wade jutted his hips forward, turning the conversation in a rather gross direction.

"Really?" Peter says in amusement as he gestures to Vanessa. "Then wake her up and introduce yourself. Without a mask, of course."

Wade looked toward his sleeping fiancé, freezing on the spot.

Turning away from her, Wade looks at Peter once again. "Fine, I admit it. I'm not a BBC. I'm a p*ssy... I just... I'm scared, okay? What if she's disgusted with me? I would be..."

Peter stepped closer, placing a comforting hand on Wade's shoulder. "Wade, listen to me. Vanessa loves you. She's seen the person beneath that mangled face of yours. And if she can't accept you for who you are, then maybe she's not worth your time and love."

Wade shook his head, his voice filled with doubt. "But, she signed up to marry a handsome, dashing mercenary. This," he gestured to his scarred face, "isn't what she signed up for. I don't even have hair anymore, for crying out loud... God, I loved my hair..."

Unbeknownst to Wade, Vanessa's eyelids fluttered open in the middle of their conversation, her eyes widening in shock at the conversation unfolding before her.

"Look at this!" He removed his mask, revealing the face of a burn victim, scars marring his features. "Would you love this?"

Vanessa's nearly jumped out of bed as her heart ached.

'What happened?' She wondered in shock.

At this point, she understood that Wade was the one who kidnapped her, though she didn't know why.

She lay still, feigning sleep with her eyes closed once again, listening to Wade's heartfelt admission and the pain in his voice.

Wade turned toward Vanessa, his eyes filled with love and longing, before silently leaving the room.

The sound of objects being broken echoed through the safe house as he vented his frustration, leaving Peter and Vanessa alone in the bedroom.

"And he wonders why I didn't bring him here earlier?" Peter muttered in annoyance, his gaze shifted to Vanessa, a knowing look in his eyes.

He could see through her pretense, knowing she had been awake all along.

After all, he was the one who woke her up to begin with.

"I know you're awake." He called out to her gently, breaking the silence that lingered in the room. "Did you see him?"

"Y-Yeah..." Vanessa swallowed the lump in her throat, her eyes fluttering open.

Peter approached the bed, his expression sympathetic. "So, what do you have to say? Do you love him or not?"

Tears welled up in Vanessa's eyes as she contemplated her next move. She couldn't bear to see Wade in pain, but she also couldn't deny her own conflicted emotions.

She looked up at Peter, her voice barely a whisper. "What... What happened to him?"

Peter took a deep breath, preparing himself to share the truth. "Well..."

He went on to explain everything that happened to Wade, from the reason that he left her to the weeks of torture and the awakening of his X-Gene.

Nothing was left out.

"So, you two kidnapped me to keep me safe from this Francis guy?" She asked incredulously.

From her perspective, they could have easily just talked to her and explained the situation.

"Yeah, well, if you haven't noticed yet, Wade is a bit touchy about his appearance at the moment. He thinks you're going to treat him like The Hunchback of Notre Dame." Peter explains.

"I-I would never!" She stutters, looking offended by his assumption.

"Hmm, I guess we'll see, won't we?" Peter says, unsure.

After all, she still hasn't said whether she loves him or not, though that could be due to the fact that he left her without a word. Or because she was too shocked to think straight at the moment.

"Spidey!" Wade called out from the living room. "Let's just write her a note and leave! The longer we wait, the farther Francis gets!"

"Alright! Give me a minute to write something!" Peter replied and turned back to Vanessa. "You have until we're finished dealing with Francis to get your thoughts together. There's enough food and drinks in the kitchen to last you a month. Cable TV on every TV and the WiFi password should be written on the Router."

"Uhh..." She didn't know what to say.

"Do not under any circumstances leave this apartment. Understood?" Peter warns and receives a nod in return. "Good, now pretend to sleep again. He's coming back."

Vanessa's eyes widened as she swiftly threw herself back into bed. Seconds later, the sound of footsteps along the hardwood flooring echoed into her ears.

"What's taking so long?" Wade peeked his head inside, seeing his fiancé fast asleep alongside Peter, who sat at the edge of the bed, scribbling a note on the nightstand.

"I'm just finishing up." Peter says as he finished writing and stood up, passing Wade as he walked out of the room. "I'll meet you on the roof. I need to explain some things to the agents outside."

...

Hesitantly staring at the love of his life, Wade couldn't stop himself from walking over and taking a seat at her bedside.

His gaze never wavered from Vanessa's face as he traced the contours of her delicate features with his eyes, etching them into his memory.

Wade swallowed hard, trying to gather his thoughts before he spoke.

"I love you, Vanessa..." Wade's voice broke the silence, barely above a whisper. "I never thought I could find someone like you."

He reached out hesitantly, brushing a strand of hair away from Vanessa's face, careful not to disturb her peaceful sleep.

"But things have changed. I've changed," Wade continued, his voice tinged with sadness. "I'm not the man you fell in love with anymore."

A faint tremor coursed through Wade's hands as he fought to contain his emotions. He couldn't bear the thought of Vanessa seeing him in his current state, his scarred and disfigured appearance.

"I can't show myself to you like this," Wade admitted, his voice strained. "I want to fix this, to find a way back to being the man you deserve. That's why I'm leaving... again."

Vanessa's heart ached as she listened to Wade's words. She longed to reach out and comfort him, to tell him that his appearance didn't matter, that she loved him unconditionally.

But on the other hand, she was hurt and heartbroken for weeks after he left without a word. Even now she still felt hurt by what he did.

One moment he was there and the next he was gone, leaving her behind in the apartment they shared, where everything reminded her of him.

And although she had the full context of the situation now, thanks to Peter, Vanessa wasn't ready to talk to Wade just yet.

Everything was happening far too quickly and she needed some time to think before doing or saying anything. So Vanessa remained still, her eyes shut tight, pretending to be asleep.

Wade stood up, his shoulders slumped as he let out a long sigh. He leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on Vanessa's forehead, his lips lingering for a moment.

"Goodbye, Vanessa," Wade whispered, his voice thick with unspoken sorrow. "I promise I'll come back to you. I'll fix this. And when I do, I'll be the man you fell in love with again."

With one last lingering look at Vanessa, Wade turned away, his footsteps growing fainter as he left the room.

Once he was gone, Vanessa's eyes fluttered open, tears welling up, blurring her vision.

"I love you too, Wade," she whispered into the empty room.

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