Life renewal deal?

"Wade, wake up sweetheart." The voice of Wade Godfrey, previously known as Tyreec Johnson, mother sounded through the room as she softly shook the boy awake.

It had been twelve years since Wade reincarnated into Twilight and if he could say something, it was that he had absolutely no complaints thus far; even his lack of sight wasn't something that bothered him too much after some time.

His twelve years of life have been a mixture of learning to live as a blind person, playing around in the house as the fake Spiderman, and having fun with music whenever he wanted; life was great.

Here he had a nice family with loads of money, superpowers, and the ability to do just about whatever he wanted with little to no restraint; if this wasn't a good life he really didn't know what was.

Sure, he was blind but he never felt like he was the disabled person he was considered to be. He had to get used to being blind but after that, everything was fine, his senses were great and only grew stronger as he worked them out so he wasn't all that handicapped.

Maybe if you asked someone other than Wade their opinion on his life would be different but... the fusion with Deadpool completely remade Wade into the red-suited murderous mercenary he was always meant to be.

If someone were to need a person that suited the description of being mentally unstable, moderately bipolar, and having hyperkinetic disorder; Wade Godfrey was most definitely their guy.

"Momma bear, the spider never sleeps!" Wade exclaimed as he jumped up from bed and onto the ceiling causing his mother to sigh.

"Wade, get your ass down right now!" The mother of Wade, Liona Godfrey, shouted as she looked up at her child; such antics weren't foreign to her.

"Waffle toast with spaghetti and tartar sauce!" Wade shot back, his body stuck to the ceiling in the position Spiderman would usually be in.

"Absolutely not! You had that yesterday!" Liona retorted.

"Fine then... I didn't want it anyway." The reincarnator pouted as he dropped from the ceiling before continuing. "Where are my clothes?"

"You removed them last night, young master." Wade's designated butler said respectfully from the door.

"Then what are you waiting for Susan? Put em' on me! I can't let my treasure be seen by just anyone y'know?" Wade replied, a genuine grin on his face.

"His name is Walter, not Susan..." Liona commented with a sigh.

"Is it?" Wade replied curiously as he turned his head in the direction of the butler who was walking toward him; his senses were easily able to detect the man despite his lack of sight.

"Yes, young master; my name is Walter Phenix." the elderly butler stated, his professionalism still intact at this moment.

"I swear... I'll remember this," Wade commented, his tone exceptionally grave before he moved on completely. "So mother dearest, wherest be thine own fox?"

"Lucifer is sleeping downstairs," Liona replied as she brought Wade's cane to him; he didn't even need it but nonetheless, she insisted on him having it at all times.

"Hogwash, Lucifer never sleeps; the devil stands firm at all times," Wade said, his tone almost disbelieving.

"Lucifer is a fox, not the goddamn devil," Liona stated before continuing. "You just called him a fox so you know damn well he's not the devil."

"Damn muggles using their reverse psychology mumbo jumbo on me..." the reincarnator sighed before exiting his room; his cane thrown over his shoulder like a sword rather than tapping the ground like it was meant for.

"Shall we, my lady?" Walter said to Liona, he couldn't leave his mistress alone here unless she ordered otherwise.

"Mhm." The woman hummed in response before exiting Wade's room and entering the overly long hallway where she saw her son walking on the wall casually.

"Jesus... that man needs to return." she sighed; this child of theirs was a lot to handle; sure, they were a family of a special nature but Wade was an anomaly.

Walking toward the dining area, Wade's mind raced as he thought of multiple things that primarily revolved around his day-to-day life; soon enough he'd be forced to go to that rotten hell... school.

School time sucked for Wade, kids bugged him but never understood his cool, awesome, and amazing jokes; those stupid little buggers just didn't get it, so Wade couldn't say he liked going there.

Honestly speaking, although Wade was blind, he never truly felt like he was a disabled person others treated him as. The boons he gained from his reincarnation made up for his lack of sight and much more.

'When was it that the Twilight story started?' Wade asked himself forgetting he needed to brush his teeth; even his he wasn't the main character like Bella, he would certainly join in on the fun.

Wade didn't care about changing the story, ruining the plot, or anything along those lines; he would go to Forks before the story began and prepare to have some fun. He could fight Vampires and Shapeshifters! That sounded fun as hell.

'The future seems bright for little ole me.'

-- Time skip no Jutsu! 6 flippin' years later! --

"Walter-kun." An eighteen-year-old Wade said to his butler; the only other person living in this mansion with him.

"Yes, young master?" Walter replied. He was prepared for almost anything; he'd learned a lot from serving Wade over the years; his requests were almost always outlandish.

"My mother... when will she be back from this work trip?" The young man asked, his head resting on the wrist.

"Four months, sir." The butler replied.

"Hm...." Wade hummed in contemplation before speaking again after a few moments. "We're moving."

"Pardon?" Walter commented, his confusion clear in his tone.

"You've heard currently young buck, papa here has decided we'll be moving." Wade decided as he stood up from his chair and continued. "Our destination is Forks Washington,"

"Sir... I'm not certain this is a wise decision." Walter stated.

"Why not?" Wade retorted.

"Abruptly leaving and living in a new place would certainly be hard to adjust to along with other factors it doesn't seem to be a good choice." He advised. Walter was much older than Wade so he was by no means an idiot.

"Ah, who cares about that man? Let's get this goin'!" Wade retorted clearly not bothered by the additional details Walter offered.

Sighing quietly, Walter spoke. "Understood sir, allow me some time to prepare."

"Great great, see ya' later then," Wade said happily before leaving the room, he knew that if his mother hadn't told Walter to let him do what he wanted the old butler may not have agreed to help, though if that happened, Wade would've just figured it out himself.

'Vampires, wolfmen, zombies, ghouls, and valkyries here I come!' Wade said to himself happily as he made his way toward his room before halting.

"We don't have those in stock... dammit." He muttered; this was Twilight, not some other more interesting world.

Continuing on his way toward his room, Wade thought of how life would be in Forks and what he'd be doing. He was aware there weren't many options as it was a small place but nonetheless, he would be introduced to the supernatural aspects of this world which would certainly be fun.

'I think Alice and I could be good friends, she's pretty bubbly but Casper or whatever his name probably won't like that.' He said inwardly as the thought of kidnapping Alice played through his mind; if he liked her he might, but his only opinion of her was built from the movies, he could be completely wrong about the real her.

"Welp welp welp, look at the sexiest man since before and after Adonis," Wade commented as he stood in front of the body mirror in his room; he technically couldn't see but his senses had developed to a point where he could make out shapes and more intricate details from a Daredevil-like power; the combination of boons made his senses incredible over time.

The current Wade was a spitting image of the young Ryan Reynolds; after all, he was Deadpool. He was by no means the soft and cute little baby boy from eighteen years ago; he had grown and evolved into a handsome young man that many could only be jealous of.

Image of Wade

"Wait a minute..." Wade said, an incredulous expression working its way onto his face before he continued. 'People have soul mates in this world, maybe... I have one too!'

"I wonder if she'll have a strap-on, if she does we can try for a baby."

To be continued...