Deadpool x reader

Insane in the brain

A.N. Ok, this chapter is just about your backstory, so it doesn't really include Deadpool, but I promise the others will! Oh and of course these chapters will include blood, gore and bad language.

It was a heavy thunderstorm at some asylum in New York, down the hallway a woman's scream was heard, followed by the crying of a newborn baby. "My baby! give me my baby back!" The woman cried out as she tried to reach for her baby girl. "No! give me (name) back! I want my baby! please! you can't do this!" she cried once more, but it was no use. She watched her baby get carried out of the room, before she could get out of control, she was injected with a lethal dose of sedatives.

5 years later...

There you sat in your cell with a small straitjacket on, you're just a small and sweet 5 year old child, born into this asylum, never even had a taste of freedom before, you heard a knock on the door, as it creaked open your heart beat raised, were they coming to do experiments on you again? as soon as you saw the man entered, you were relieved when you were just told to go to the cafeteria for lunch.

As you came in, you immediately sat next to your 30 year old spanish friend, he was like a father to you, he was the only one who took care of you and tried to raise you, he told you loads of things about what it was like outside. He smiled as you sat down. "And how is my little theif today?" He asked as he chewed on some of the mush. He always called you his little theif because you had a habit of stealing things from others and you rarely got caught. You giggled cutely. "Am okay! how is you Ronaldo!?" you ask in your adorable high pitch voice. He laughed and ruffled your hair. "I'm doing fine (name)" You were about to ask him something, but two of the asylum workers walked up to you. "Patient 6, it's time for you appointment" they say sternly. Tears threaten to spill from your eyes. "N-No!! not a-again!!!" You squeal as you hide behind Ronaldo. "Leave her alone! she's just a little girl!" He shouts back at the men, the men simply push him out of the way and drag you to the laboratory where screams of pain could be heard.

7 years later...

There you sat once again in your cell, talking to yourself, you're 12 now, more scars, holes, stitches and bruises have formed on your skin from those experiments. You were definitely planning on escaping this mad house with Ronaldo, he's already taught you a few tricks and your theif skills are getting better. You hear the door opening, you've gotten use to telling the time around here, so before the man could speak you interrupted. "Lemme guess, lunch?" you ask. The man nodded and you walked down into the cafeteria, again, sitting with Ronaldo. He ruffled your soft (hair colour) hair and dug into his food. "Hey Ronnie, anything new?" You ask with a glimpse of curiosity in your eyes. "Not that I know of my young theif" He smiled. You pouted and poked at your food. "How can you eat this stuff, it looks like it'd kill you!" You exlaim as you make shapes in it with your spoon. He laughs and shakes his head. "Back to your cells!" one of the guards shout. As you walk to your cell you are stopped by said guard. "Except from you, it's time for your appointment" You frown. "Aww, not again!" you complain as he leads you to the room, where once again, screams of pure pain were heard.

4 years later...
You're 16 now, you're standing in your asylum, scratching the walls as you randomly giggle at the sounds they make. You hear the door and grin. "About time! I'm starvin!" you state as you walk out the door. As you were walking down the hallway to lunch, you notice a group of people beating someone up, being the young and curious girl you are, you went to check it out. And then you saw him sitting there with a bloody nose and sore side, Ronaldo. "Ronnie!? oi! leave him alone you big sack of shits!" you shout as you punch the main guy in the side. The man laughed. "Ooh, girl got some fight in her?" He says as he pokes your shoulder. "(N-Name)! stay out of t-this!" Ronaldo shouts. You glare at the main guy and then look to Ronaldo. "Sorry Ron, bu-" you were then cut off by one of the main guy's goons grabbing you and keeping a tight hold on you, forcing you to just sit there and watch as your guardian gets beaten to a pulp. The main guy, patient 33, ends up snapping Ronaldo's leg and then... patient 33 turns and grins at you. Your eyes grow wide and you scream. "NO!" SNAP! the cold hearted brute snaps Ronaldo's neck right in front of you. "RONALDOOOO!!!" you shout as you struggle from the man's grip and run to your father like figure's dead corpse.

2 years later...

Finally, you're 18 and you have officially gone insane, you barely make any sense now a days and you laugh at the simplest of things, however, today was the day, the day you are going to break out of this hell hole and kill everyone in this damn asylum. The door opened, it's not lunch, it's time for another 'appointment', your body was officially covered in all kinds of scars and stitches, the only place that didn't look like a ragdoll was your face. The two guards held your arms and lead you closer to the room. "So fellas, how's the wife n kids?" you randomly ask them, as usual, no response, you continue to blab on as you sneak one hand out of your straitjacket and grab the guard's taser. As soon as you enter the room, the guards take off your straitjacket, you took this opportunity to electrocute the main guard with the taser and quickly snatched a machete that was on the counter and stabbed the next guy's chest before slicing the doctors throat and laughing at him choking on his own blood. "What's wrong doc? gotta ichy throat?" you say before leaving the room. when you got out of the room, nurses, doctors, guards and patients were either running at you or from you. There was a guard with a gun, ready to shoot you, but there was a light above his head on the ceiling, so you used one of your powers you 'benefitted' from the experiments and made the light fall onto his head. You walk up to him and take his gun, you then began to casually walk down the hallway with a grin, the lights turning off one by one behind you, you shot the people running away and stabbed the people charging at you. It finally got to the point where everyone was running from you, but you wouldn't let them get away, so you found a guard's corpse and quickly got more ammo before shooting all the runners "Aww, what happened to the fight in ya!? this is no fun! oh well, get ready cause I'm about to blow your mind!" you state as you try to head shot as many people as you can. Everything finally went quiet, you and your machete were absolutely drenched in blood, the only thing your heard was the rain and quiet sobbing a little further in front of you, you walked closer to the sobbing and saw him, patient 33, he pleads for his life but you only giggle and push him onto a chair. "You know, you broke my only friend's leg..." you say. "I-I know! I'm so s-sor- AGGGHHHRRRR!!" His plead was interrupted by you stabbing his knee. "Sing for me" you smile. "Agghhr b-but AGGHHHHHGR!!" He screams again as you push the machete deeper into his leg. "Sing. Or say goodbye to your knee cap" you say as you threaten to push the machete deeper. He begins to sing but you pop his knee cap straight off, he screams in agony and you shove the gun into his mouth and blow his brains out. "Haha, wow, you're a bad singer" you state as you carry on walking with a big grin, you finally reach exit and turn around, looking at all the dead bodies, you lightly giggle, but it quickly turns into psychotic laughter. You finish laughing and burst the doors open, air and rain suddenly hit your face as you walk outside, your bare feet feeling the wet ground as the rain washes away some of the blood, you look up to the sky and drop to your knees, embracing the rain. You enjoy the moment before getting back up and walking to one of the doctor's car, you smash the window and get in before hot wiring it, just like Ronaldo showed you. You then drove off into the big apple and accidentally crashed the car into a shop. "Yikes, I feel sorry for the sucker that has to clean this up" you say as you get out the car and walk to a motel, you stole some money off of the doctors so you paid for a room, you got comfy in the bed until the phone rang, you got up and reluctantly answered it, a mysterious voice was heard on the other line. "We've been waiting for you, (name)"

A.N. Ok! thanks for reading this chapter! don't forget to like and comment for more! I need to know if these are worth writing, thank you so much!