[Omega Red]

{Enter}

Arkady Rossovich was dying and he knew it. It was only a matter of time. His mutant pheromones were slowly draining his energy. Remembering the day the Carbonadium Synthesizer was stolen became the salt in his cuts. He memorized the crook's face and never forgave him. ''I will pry the Carbonadium Synthesizer from your cold dead hands, Wolverine'', he whispered.

Omega Red proceeded to release his pheromones in the air.
However, he still felt dizzy and observed the forest spinning.
He hated to admit it yet he needed medical care.
*I can't die like this! I need the Carbonadium Synthesizer now!*
There was nobody around.

The blonde Russian man collapsed even though he used his muscular arms to support his upper body. If only someone would enter the forest so that he could steal her or his life force. However, he knew that absorbing energy from one person was no longer enough to keep him energized. His strong limbs gave out.
He was now face down on the forest floor. He entered a world of dreams.

[Deadpool]

[Enter]

It was kind of funny in the whole I'm-not-lost-you-are way and it was just too bad there was no one else around to blame. Deadpool had decided to go visit Mystique to see what she was up to or hang out with the rest of the Brotherhood -- if they were even in the super secret club hideout. It wasn't as if he bothered to make a map of where it was at with only having been there a couple of times.

Now after finding himself a tad lost in the forest the mercenary didn't feel like hunting for the entrance anymore. It just wasn't worth it. "I should have really asked for a map to their place," he said in his gravelly Demee Moore voice. Crinkling up the ball of paper that had a crude drawing of a forest area, a dotted line that lead to an X, which clearly said, "You are here" done in crayon, he threw it over his shoulder.

It wasn't as helpful as he thought it would be and where he was standing there was nothing but trees and shrubs and more trees. Oh look, there's a bird's nest up in a tree. The mercenary knew he wouldn't be wanted hanging around but that never stopped him. He even visits the X-mansion from time to time, whether they needed his help or not. He was, or is, or somewhat, of an X-man. At least that's what he says but the others claim he's not.

"I should have stayed home to watch The View, even if Rosie isn't on there anymore. Actually it's better that the fat cow isn't on anymore," he said to himself as he started tinkering with his image inducer as he walked along the forest floor. Totally unaware of the sleeping Russian that lingered on the ground. After switching his appearance a couple of times, Wade decided to leave it off as no one was around to care. Clad in his spandex and less armed than normal, which isn't by much, he began singing, Mama, I'm a big girl now.

As far as the direction he was going in -- he was so hoping it was the right way out of here. If it wasn't, then ol' Deadpool was going to use his teleportation belt to whisk himself out of this mess. “Once upon a time I used to dress up Ken/But now that I'm a woman I like...bigger men/And I don't need a Barbie doll to show me how/cause mama I'm a big girl now!” he sang until he spotted something in the distance. Squinting his eyes he was able to make out something red and shiny.

With hair.

So that left out the option of it being an android. Wait a minute, the big guy that was down for the count was someone he knew. Not personally but there was the occasional run in. “Who would have thought the big Russian – that's not Colossus, as he's way more deadlier – has a hobby of sleeping in the outdoors,” he said with an amused expression under his mask. Now there were two options here: 1) wake the guy up or 2) let him sleep. Although there was that tempting third option of waking him up without being nice about it. Except there wasn't a glass of water any where in sight.

[Omega Red]

Omega Red opened his red eyes at a snail's pace.
He stirred slightly while groaning in a quiet tone. He thought he heard someone singing earlier. His dream was instantly forgotten.
He made a weak attempt to stand. His red legs trembled.
He looked up and saw Deadpool. He could not recall fighting against or joining him.

His blonde hair formed a curtain around his chalk-white face.
His weak grin stretched from either metal plate at the sides of his mouth. Two white coils departed from the slits in his wrists.
Deadpool seemed like Little Red Riding Hood meeting the Russian wolf. What pale tentacles he had. The better to absorb his life force with!

[Deadpool]

“It lives!” cried Deadpool as he saw Omega Red stand up. Honestly he thought he was going to get to draw on him before he woke up and noticed who did it. Well there goes that plan of action out the window. “I swear I was going to check on you but you looked so peaceful there sleeping on the ground like that. I just couldn’t bother waking you up,” he blathered on.

Omega Red really didn’t look himself. It was almost like he had too much fun at a stag party and was still feeling the after effects a day later. Must have been quite the party. Uh-oh. Deadpool narrowed his eyes as he noticed the metal tentacles snaking their way from the Russian’s wrists. “I’m all for manly hugging and all. But don’t you think this is just a little too friendly?” he asked as he began moving away from them.

It wasn’t like he had all the life to spare but he wasn’t willing to be someone’s energy bar either. Not at least without the proper fight sequence then getting caught up in the tentacle mass. Unsheathing his twin katana, the mercenary was ready to duke it out with the weak Arkady. “I’m so not into the tentacle rape fetish some people tend to have. Not dissing them or anything but that’s just wrong.” He readied both katana in each hand just in case a metal tentacle was to come at him from either direction.

[Omega Red]

A golden eyebrow went up. He could not tell if his potential opponent was being serious or not. He knew better than to trust others. How many masters promised him the location of the Carbonadium Synthesizer? Didn't Sabretooth once say that he would give him information on every mutant if he helped Lady Deathstrike hurt Wolverine's loved ones only to disappear? He placed a red glove clad hand on his forehead and winced after retracting one of his tentacles.

Omega Red usually refused to show any signs of weakness to his enemies. ''Surrender your life force,'' he whispered. His hand was raised in an attempt to use his coil as a whip until he collapsed on his hands and knees. His other tentacle returned to the slit in his wrist.
His extreme dislike for Wolverine increased. ''I'll kill you for this, Wolverine,'' he muttered.

Arkady looked up at Deadpool and frowned. He did not want to ask for his aid. He tried to stand when his legs gave out and caused him to fall again. *I am the Soviet Union's ultimate living weapon!
I will not die here and now!,* he thought. He thought about allowing his tentacles to slither on the ground and grab Deadpool by his ankles yet decided against it.

The blonde Russian man figured he would just dodge them.
He also feared possible amputation since his tentacles weren't very resistant to damage. It seemed like a good idea at first. He just stared at Deadpool with his demonic red eyes. He could not allow the mouthy man to defeat him. He chose to remain silent.

[Deadpool]

Serious? Since when has Wade Wilson a.k.a. Deadpool been serious in his life? Ok, so there's the possible chance before the whole Weapon X shtick but his past is a bit blurred from it though. "Nu-uh, buddy boy. If you want my life force you have to try and take it from me like so many others have before. Well... maybe not in the way you're talking though. They just pretty much wanted me dead," he said as he eyed Arkady.

His katanas were lowered at his side when he noticed that the creepy metal tentacles were retracting back into his body. Not that he didn't suspect a sneak attack while he let his guard down. "You know, that looks so gross? Besides how can you have that much tentacle hiding in your body? That just can't be healthy. Too much iron in your diet is bad for ya. Makes it more easier for Magneto to throw you around and hell to get past metal detectors."

His eyebrows rose when the Russian mentioned Wolverine. Oooo. He wondered what that could be when there was a promise to kill someone. It has been awhile since he hung out with the short Canadian firecracker with claws. Not that they always talked about daily life around tea and crumpets. That was more with Cable, sorta.

"Logan? Do tell what he has done to you. Did he steal your girl? Humiliate you in a public fashion? (Even if that's my job most of the time.) Kick your ass in a fight?" he asked while trying to get a rousing idea of what was nothing that Wolverine did to Omega Red anyway. Sheathing one katana, he continued to hold the other in his left hand. Sneak attacks were, well, sneaky and he wanted to be prepared for one.

"Just one thing I ask though before you tell. Don't make this into a Dr. Phil thing. Save the sob story for Oprah or Murray," he said before the Russian could speak. "My shoulders aren't for you to cry on -- unless you happen to be a gorgeous babe and I pretend to care."

[Omega Red]

*I would attempt to take your life force if I wasn't so weak!*, Omega Red thought. He no longer had the energy to stand yet he was far from helpless. He still had his deadly pheromones. However, he was not strong enough to focus on releasing them. Besides, he didn't see the point of unleashing them assuming Deadpool was going to avoid them. He scowled at the other man's comment about his tentacles.

''My coils were implanted in my arms against my will.'' He snarled while revealing that bit of information. He was a bit surprised that Deadpool wanted to know why Wolverine was a thorn in his side.
He usually didn't reveal his life story. There was nothing else to do right now. He frowned even more.

''My government in Russia desired a pet mutant assassin during the days of the Cold War. They wished to use me so I killed many humans when I was Arkady Gregorivich. My Death Spores are a blessing and a curse. I love using them to murder others, but they will kill me if I don't use them in a certain amount of time.
Anyway, Agent Sean Cassidy and Inspector Deveraux were following me in an attempt to find out who was killing all of the people in Europe.'' He paused.

''I was smiling while sitting on top of a stone wall. I wished to be found and killed before my government could experiment on me.
Agent Cassidy refused to shoot me so I decided to....motivate him.
I was more than happy to kill Inspector Deveraux with my Death Spores. Agent Cassidy became angry and shot me several times.
However, I could not die.''

Arkady continued to stare at Deadpool while telling his story.
''Perhaps my inability to die was punishment for all of those humans I murdered. He finally turned me over to the authorities. That was when my worst nightmare came true. I fell into the hands of a special interests group who desired a super-soldier for Mother Russia.''
He scowled at the memory of being sliced open and experimented on.

''I endured several painful experiments and was given the name Omega Red. Carbonadium coils were implanted in my arms.
My pheromones were killing me, but there was a device called the Carbonadium Synthesizer which could control them. Wolverine and a few of his friends stole that very important device while I was being created. As a result, my Russian government chose to keep me in suspended animation. I spent 30 years within a dark tomb and without the one thing that could save my life because of Wolverine.''

[Deadpool]

Seems like Russia had their own version of Weapon X going on if they forced this guy to become part metal. Arkady? What the hell kind of name was that? "What the hell kind of name is that?" he said out loud despite his inner monologue thinking that.

It was like the name Rockwell. Deadpool blinked. Then said, "You don't have to answer that. It was just what I was thinking about your name, Arkady." He continued to listen in mock fascination of his whole back story on how he became Omega Red. "Man, sounds like Russia wanted to copy Canada with the whole experimenting thing." They probably did and wouldn't surprise him any.

Those third world countries were always stealing. Same went for the USA but he was one to talk as well. Shrugging his shoulders a bit as he sheathed his other katana, the merc with a mouth shifted on his feet and began staring at a spot above Arkady as he began talking about the do-hickey that was built to save his life.

"Well no wonder you and Wolverine hate each other. Other than both being experiments with different results. I really don't think I can compare to your story. Mine seems like a B-rated movie from your tragic event. Yadda yadda yadda I got incurable cancer yadda yadda yadda went to Weapon X for a cure and got messed with, too, after Logan's deal.

"Given this sweet healing factor at the cost of my mental stability and was deemed a reject. Sure showed them what this reject can do! Now I'm a mercenary and that's pretty much covers the basics. Any questions, Metal Ape?" he asked with a smile.

[Omega Red]

Omega Red frowned at the comment about his true name.
''I could not exactly choose my real name.'' He shrugged at Deadpool's remark about Russia's desire to copy Canada.
''Remember that I became Omega Red during the Cold War.
I was to be my country's ultimate living weapon.'' He ceased speaking momentarily.

Arkady did not apologize when he heard Deadpool's story.
He didn't smile or gloat either. He usually enjoyed hearing or seeing terrible things happening to others, but not this time.
''We may have quite a bit in common.'' His expression became one of complete anxiety now. He slowly shook his head back and forth at his possible ally's question.

''I must locate both Wolverine and the Carbonadium Synthesizer as soon as possible.'' There was a very rare sad tone in his voice during his next words. Tears filled his demonic red eyes.
''I don't want to die.'' His long golden tresses concealed his wet face as his shoulders moved up and down. He could feel Death tapping him on the shoulder.

[Deadpool]

Well at least he was able to die while Deadpool was pretty much banned from seeing his beloved Death. Although it sounded a bit pathetic that Omega Red didn't want to die when most people said they would put their lives on the line then suddenly say they didn't want to die. Such morons to go back on their word. He wasn't like that at all.

“Well unless you have an incurable cancer that threated to end your life, we don't have much in common,” he said with a shrug. “Sure the whole experimentation happened but that's far from being the same. At least I don't have to have some do-hickey to keep me kickin'. I just ended up pissing off what's-his-face and now I can't even see my sweet Death that I owe a date to.”

It wasn't that hard to locate Logan. Not unless he skipped out on the X-men and left the country. Sighing, the mercenary walked over to Red and placed his right arm over his shoulders to be his support beam. Shaking his head, he had to wonder how someone as mean and nasty as Omega Red would shed tears!

“Alright. Enough with the water works, Red. Howz about you and I take a little trip to the X-men mansion and give Logan a little ring? Tell me I'm not the one who had to think that plan up.” He gave Arkady a look that meant he wasn't one to come up with such plans all the time on where to locate someone without help first.

[Omega Red]

Omega Red's rare tears did not end. ''I may not have cancer yet I am slowly dying from my own mutant abilities. I don't know if I will ever see the Carbonadium Synthesizer again.'' He winced at Deadpool touching his shoulders. His physical anguish finally disappeared.
He tilted his head.

''Why are you so eager to aid me?'' He seemed thoughtful.
''I appreciate your help, but how will we get past security?
I imagine there are several traps at the home of the X-Men.
If Wolverine refuses to reveal the location of the Carbonadium Synthesizer, I will not hesitate to kill his allies.
If he doesn't have it, there are two other individuals who might possess it.''

Arkady attempted to stand. He was a bit surprised that he did not collapse again. His red eyes decreased in size. ''Do not get in my way if I do find the Carbonadium Synthesizer.'' He stared at him with his demonic eyes again. ''Lead the way.''