MARLEY COULD HEAR THE STRAPS of Wade's gurney being tied as they prepared to move him to a different room. The sound of her plastic curtains rustling caused her to turn her head. Ajax- sorry, Francis took the liberty to prepare Marlene himself. He walked up to her and looked down at her face.

"You should choose your friends more carefully, Marlene. They might get you in trouble. Although, I think it's a bit too late now. I've got a special treatment for you. I'm sure you won't like it, but I most definitely will." He taunted as he tightened the straps around her chest, arms and legs. The cold leather rubbed against her sore skin and irritated the torn flesh from having them too tight. 

"Ooo kinky. I like it!" She laughed as he stepped back. "You're not right in the head Francie. You're aware of that, right? You should go to a psychiatrist. Oh wait! I'm right here!"

"I'm not insane like you, Marlene Kinnzel." Francis replied as they went through some metal doors.

"It's Marley Kinn. And of course you are, Frances. Everyone's a little insane, like my friend Wade Wilson over there." Marley said, pointing her finger in Wade's direction as best as she could with her restricted hands.

He wheeled her gurney into the same room that Wade was now in. They had lifted him up and into some sort of glass container. Beside that chamber, stood a large pool of green liquid that fizzed and let out soft sizzling noises. Francis directed her lying figure towards it and stopped the bed next to it, before turning to Wade.

"If this doesn't unlock your mutation then well...nothing will. Now what we're going to do is lower the oxygen concentration in the air to the exact point you feel like you're suffocating." Angel began to attach wires all across Wade's exposed skin as Francis continued to explain the situation. "If your brainwaves slow meaning you're about to pass out, then we'll turn up the O2. If your heart rate slows meaning you're able to catch your breath, we'll turn it back down. And that's where we'll leave you. Right. There. Marlene will be placed in that acid over there. If she survives the full seven minutes because of her mutation, she gets to come out. If not, well let's just say there'll be nothing left to get out."

"Oh and I thought you were dicks before."

'We're gonna die!' The voice screamed in Marley's head. The blonde winced in pain at the loud voice.

"You know the funniest part of this. You still think we're making you a superhero. You. A dishonourable discharge, neck deep in hookers. You're nothing." The twat pointed to wade with a fork in his hand. He turned to Marlene and continued: "And you still think we're curing your Leukaemia. Our secret, Wade, Marlene, we don't cure cancer or make superheroes. We make superslaves. We're gonna fit you both with a control collar and auction you off to the highest bidder. And that's what they'll have you doing. Terrorising citizens,  putting down freedom fighters. Maybe just mow the occasional lawn." He smirked, eating the broccoli off the fork.

"Aggh, why don't you eat an apple. Make yourself seem even more of an asshole." Marley groaned, still recovering from the screaming in her head.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Wade asked Francis. Francis' smirk only grew and he walked up to wade saying: "You're never going home after this. Now there's a brave face." 

He pressed a button that began to lower the glass containers lid, but Wade stopped him, "Wait, wait, wait." The lid stopped moving, which showed that Francis was listening. "Seriously, you actually have something in your teeth now."

Francis once again fell for it and licked over his teeth with his tongue before shutting the glass container saying: "Enjoy your weekend."

"Weekend? Back up. Weekend?!" 

Nothing was said back to Wade. Instead, the British villain went over to the controls and turned down Wade's oxygen. The handsome man was gasping for breath as he watched Francis drug his blonde friend -so that she couldn't move- and toss her into the green acid. All Wade could hear was her cries of pain as the acid seeped into her skin and clung to her bones as it corroded her skin.

He could see her hair floating above the green goo, but he could do nothing about it. Already, he could feel his brain screaming for oxygen, but never got any. It felt like his head would explode and he had to act fast. He didn't have long and neither did Marley. He had to save them.

His heroism would have to wait though, as he began to feel his skin break apart and dry up. It was the most excruciating pain he had ever gone through and he could not imagine what Marley was feeling in the acid. Wade's heart rate had increased and he twitched uncontrollably. The reflection on the container allowed him to see the horror that was to become his new face. His head was bald, eyes bloodshot and his skin looked as though it was a dog's shrivelled up testicle. Wade screamed when the pain became unbearable and he couldn't hold it in. Marlene's screams amplified their torture and it became too much.

Hours had passed that way and both Wade and Marlene seemed to have mutated. Marley had managed to gain back control of her limbs and as soon as she could, she pushed herself above the acid and climbed out, collapsing to the floor naked and out cold.

Her skin was no longer the brilliant tan she was proud of. Instead it was deadly pale and her golden locks had lightened to a platinum blonde. The acid had not only changed her appearance, but had affected her bones. They could no longer break or fracture, and her flesh would regenerate faster depending on the injury. The clothes she had been wearing were dissolved by the acid, but she wasn't awake to care. 

Wade's heartbeat had calmed down and he was able to breath easier, but it didn't mean that it didn't hurt. He glanced at her when she crawled out the acid and he was glad she was alive. Excluding the fact that she had mutated and would now be shipped off to be someone's slave. What fun it was to be an experiment! Not.

Francis came in through the doors and saw Marlene lying on the ground. He took in her appearance and he walked over and checked to see if she was still alive. Once satisfied that she was still breathing, he took a lab coat off of a hanger beside him, wrapped it around her and placed her on a gurney. Then, he went over to Wade and opened up the container. The mutated man gasped for air as the pod opened and Francis let out a whistle.

"Fuckin' hell. Looks like some people lost their shot at homecoming king and queen."

"What have you done to me!!!" Wade screamed at the dick dressed in a lab coat.

"I've merely raised your stress levels high enough to...trigger a mutation."

"You statistic fuck!"

"I've cured you, Wade. Marlene too. Now your mutated cells could heal anything and Marlene's bones are indestructible. It's attacking your cancer as fast as it can form, the same for her. Y'know I've seen some of these side effects before, I could cure them. But where's the fun in that? Now I'm gonna shut you in again Wade. And I'm gonna put Marlene in the acid again. Not because I need to." Francis leaned in closer and whispered: "Because I want to."

Wade was defeated. Mentally and physically, so when Francis waited for a witty remark, he got none. He turned to Angel who had come up beside him earlier on. "Oh well, go ahead."

"Urgh, you smell like shit." She said to Wade as she tightened his straps. Wade headbutted her and grabbed the matchstick from her mouth as he did so. "Fucker." She grunted annoyed and went in to hit him, but Francis stopped her.

"Hey, hey, hey. It's alright. It's alright. I think we owe him that one, yeah? You take off. Go on. Off you go."

Francis went back over to Wade and said: "Quick question, what's my name?"

Wade said nothing because he was hiding the matchstick in his mouth and didn't want to be caught. It didn't matter how much he wanted to mouth Francis off and make fun of his name, if he wanted to escape, he had to keep quiet.

"Didn't think so." Francis sighed, shutting the glass container and turning down the oxygen once again. Next, he went over to Marlene and dropped her into the acid again. The burning sensation of the acid on her skin woke her up, but it wasn't as painful as it was at the beginning. It was like she was used to it now.

Francis turned off the lights and left the room. Leaving the two alone in their own torture devices.

BOOM!!!UPDATE!!!