Deadpool X Reader《Discontinued》

Chapter Six

Previously:

And just like that, my entire body was frozen in place, even if my mind screamed for me to get up and keep fighting. It was as if my entire existence was put on pause. My head pounded, blood roaring in my ears, my heart pounding profusely within my chest. My vision became a colorful blur, and cold sweat beaded my forehead, matting my hair to my pale skin. Breathing was reduced to small, quickened breaths that burned my lungs with each inhale. The wound I received from Wade earlier had doubled in pain, feeling like hot nails were being pushed into my skin.

I took one last glance at Wade. I struggled just to stay conscious, staying alive was just a battle within itself. Was this it? Was this how I was supposed to end...?

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A throbbing pain in my lower abdomen awoke me from the darkness I was accustomed to. My vision began to clear and I glanced around the room. It consisted of mainly grey brick and rusted shackles bound tightly to my wrists, neck, ankles, and around my torso, binding me to the damned wall.

Guess I failed my mission...huzzah...

I pulled against the restraints with what little fleeting strength resided in me. The rusted metal dug deep into my pale skin, crimson beading at the wound, then seeping down my arm and onto the floor in a slow, steady pace. I slumped against the wall, knowing that fighting back was a hopeless goal. 

I heard the sound of muffled groans, my head whipped around in the direction of the voice, my jaw dropping in awe at the sight held before me. Wade was chained to the wall as well, mask strewn aside, bloody stumps are where his arms used to reside. Hot tears pricked at my vision, demanding to spill from my dead eyes. 

"W-Wade...I-I'm so...sorry..." I choked on a sob caught in my dry, raspy throat, head hung low.

"Don't you dare apologize. This isn't your fault. You hear me?!" He responded in quick, shortened breaths.

"I'm sor-"

"Ah, I see you both are finally awake. Took you both long enough..." A man stepped out from within the shadows, who revealed himself to be none other than Ajax himself, "Now I can finally collar you two like the filthy animals you are!"

An idea sparked within me and I brought up as much courage as I could, "The nap sure was nice Ajax. Love what you've done with the place. Just so you know, I've never been very fond of cages so I wouldn't try that on me if I were yo-"

A hot, stinging pain flared across my cheek, Ajax's hand raised high above his head. 

"You're sarcasm can't help you here! Not now, not ever!!" Ajax spat, venom dripping from every word he spat. 

"Tch. I'd beg to differ." I smirked, daring to cross the line, knowing I was treading in dangerous waters.

My witty comment earned me a swift kick to my ribs, the prison cell filling with a sickening crack of bones.

"Don't touch her!!"

"Excuse me?!" Ajax whirled around, narrowing his eyes in the slightest bit of agitation.

Ajax was about to attack Wade, but just as he took a step, I lunged forward, grabbing his ankle and causing him to fall.

"That does it!!" He roared, snatching a whip from his utility belt, unraveling it and inching his way closer to me.

My body dripped with cold sweat but I didn't dare show the enemy fear, what he wanted. He entangled his hand in a fistful of my (h/c) hair, dragging me towards him. I didn't even restrain myself. I held completely still as he came to my back side and prepared his whip.

CRACK!

The tassels at the end of the whip slashed through my skin in a deep pattern, blood soaking through my shirt. I clenched my jaw and grit my teeth, not wanting to show weakness.

"I will make you scream." Ajax brought the whip up and continued this process.

STOP!!" Wade pleaded,  but to no avail, Ajax continued my endless torture. 

I stole a quick glance in Wade's direction. His brown eyes were full of sorrow, tear streaks visible among his scarred skin. 

I managed a small smile before saying, "I'm fine...don't...worry..."

My body shook in its weak state, blood pooling around my knees. No sound was made.

"I said I want to hear you scream!" Ajax grabbed me by the collar and threw me into Wade.

A low grunt was emitted from him, leaving me to attempt to scramble to my feet, as to not further injure his already severely injured body.

"Then if torturing you won't...it's his turn..." Ajax glanced from me to Wade.

He strode over and clutched Wade by his throat. I watched as he thrashed and kicked about, trying to replenish his lost air supply. I hung my head low and felt the weight of guilt weigh heavily on my shoulders.

"Alright...if I turn myself over to you...just leave Wade alone..." My voice came out hoarse due to lack of hydration. 

"Good. Now...let's get you fitted for a collar and we'll make arrangements." Ajax sneered viciously while Wade watch with wide eyes. 

"(Y/n) please...Don't do this..." Wade pleaded.

I turned and looked over my shoulder and with regret in my eyes.

"I'm sorry..."

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So what will happen to Wade? Will he survive? Will y/n be used against him? Find out what happens in the next chapter!

~Bucky