Despite having two of the greatest mercenaries to have ever lived with them, the severed and moving arm of Deadpool managed to avoid the both of them as well as the ponies magic. Eventually the arm realized it's only chance of survival and possible chance to overthrown the main body dictator, the arm crawled underneath of the station and out of sight of the group.

"Welp, I'm sure that won't come back to haunt us in anyways whatsoever," Wade said with a shrug as he crossed his arms, forcing Twilight to do a double take when she noticed that his arm and costume around his arm had already grown back. "But enough about living appendages, I believe that Celestia came here with an informative and quite possible a lucrative idea."

"Deadpool speaks the truth," Celestia managed to choke out, hating to have to agree with the merc with a mouth. "Thanks to the efforts of my sister and me, we have found a small area where the fanatics might be hiding out."

"Excellent. Let me gather some of my army and we will take the area and finally bring an end to the fanatics that have been hunting us," Cadence said with determination, but Celestia shook her head.

"Sorry my friend, but I do not believe that to be the best course of action," Celestia cut her off. "I believe that these fanatics somehow have a way of tracking our alicorn magic. It is the only explanation I can think of that would explain how they manage to know where we are at nearly all times. And as our magic is as powerful as it is, it is not out of the realm of possibility. Which brings me to the mercenaries."

"You need me to infiltrate the fanatics, find out what they know and how they know what they know, and, if possible, put a stop to them before they can further their plans in any way," Deathstroke cut Celestia off, gaining him a glare from the princess of the sun that quickly faded.

"Deathstroke is correct. As the fanatics can sense our magic, and possibly any pony's magic, it makes far more sense to send the two non-magical beings to take down the fanatics. That is if Slade will agree to help us."

"It is not a matter of whether I want to help or not. It is simply a matter of can you pay me to do your dirty work or not," Slade put forward, getting Celestia to narrow her eyes. She opened her mouth in preparation to say something, but before she could speak Cadence walked over to her and leaned in close.

"Celestia, trust me when I say this: do not make Deathstroke your enemy," Cadence whispered to the princess of the sun. "I know that the way he talks and acts can get on your nerves, but things would go a lot easier for us if you simply pay him and allow him to do his own thing. It is better than the alternative."

Celestia's face showed that she was not happy with the advice that Cadence had bestowed upon her, but after a moment she took on her royal appearance and faced the two mercenaries once more. "Very well Slade, I shall pay you for your services. As well as your services as well Wade, if you are competent enough to follow my simple instructions. However, I want to make one thing perfectly clear. Nopony dies, got it? I've seen a little of what you both can do and I am more than certain that you can take down your foes non-lethally. Are we clear?"

"Don't worry Celestia, I swear on Spike's worthless life that I will not kill anypony there," Deadpool said as he made a crossing symbol over Twilight's castle which was way off in the distance. Celestia raised an eyebrow at his choice of wording, before she glanced over at Deathstroke.

"Non-lethal operations come at a much higher pay, as I will not be able to kill my foes to keep myself safe. Double the price," Deathstroke demanded.

"Double? What I am paying you right now is enough to higher me over a dozen of the mercenaries that roam the land of Equestria!" Celestia informed Deathstroke with some heat. "You should be grateful that I am willing to pay you this much considering your actions towards my sister and myself!"

"Double or nothing," Deathstroke repeated once more, his tone telling Celestia that this was not up for negotiation. Her mane began to smoke as fire started to creep across it, but a cautionary glance from Cadence ceased the princesses rage before it could truly begin.

"Very well Deathstroke," Celestia managed to spit out through clenched teeth. "Double. But only if nopony dies."

Slade nodded in response before he walked up to Celestia, pressing a button that was hidden on his wrist armor. A moment later a fully holographic map of Equestria popped up in front of the princess, widening her eyes with disbelief. "Mark on the map the location of the fanatic hideout and they will be dealt with appropriately."

"Non-lethally."

"As you say," Deathstroke said as he closed his map, having already mentally recorded where the location was. "Though, to be perfectly honest, I guarantee this mission would go far smoother if you simply entrusted the elimination...forgive me, slip of the tongue, the downfall of the fanatics to me."

"That would imply that I had any faith or trust in you whatsoever," Celestia coldly replied. "Wade Wilson, while a maniac and possibly a menace, has one of the Ambassadors of Harmony willing to vouch for him. You have no such fortune. Wade will go with you. End of story."

For a moment it looked like Deathstroke was about to argue her point, (or cut off her head, it was hard to tell with him) but after a moment he shrugged his shoulders and walked off on his own. Celestia narrowed her eyes at him before she motioned for Deadpool to join her.

"What's up, princess? Come to give me the same "intimidating" speech on why I shouldn't help these guys find out if there's a God?" Deadpool asked the princess.

"Wade, while you have been nothing but a pain in the flank since you've shown up and somehow made all of the other Ambassadors hate you, something I thought to be impossible, as I told Slade, Pinkie is willing to vouch for you, meaning that she sees something tiny, minuscule, barely breathing spark of goodness in you."

"Wow, way to help with all of my self esteem issues there."

"That means that out of the two of you, I trust you more. Not by much. In terms of the difference of how much I trust you more it's like that tiny, dying, practically non-existent-"

"Yeah, okay. Got it. Tag along with Slade, make sure he doesn't paint the place with their blood and come back to a huge reward and the respect of you and your peers," Deadpool wrapped up with a little bow of hope.

"Don't count on that last one, but yeah, you got the gist of it," Celestia said, ripping up that little bit of hope and incinerating it.

"Why are you all so mean to me?"

"You have a very easy to hate personality," Celestia said with a shrug before she leaned in closer. "Also, don't tell Slade about any of this. I don't want him to know that I am very suspicious of him."

"Then why are we whispering? You know with that helmet he can hear everything that we're saying, right?"

Celestia's face went whiter and she glanced over at Slade, who glanced over his shoulder to look at her. She was certain that he was smiling under his helmet as he nodded at her, before he turned back to what he was doing. "You guys honestly underestimate that guy way to much. He could probably wipe out every pony in this nation if he felt like it. Maybe he'd steal your magic while he's at it. Don't know, seems he could go either way at this point."

"Good to know," Celestia muttered. "So will you do as I ask?"

"Dunno. Am I getting double the pay like that guy over there that has done nothing but verbally smack talked you yet managed to worm double pay out of you?" Wade asked as his eyebrows went up, making Celestia wonder what the hell his mask was made out of that it allowed her to see his eyebrows beneath it.

"I have a better idea," Pinkie said with a smile, getting Celestia to let out a scream and leap back at the realization that Pinkie was now standing right next to her when a millisecond ago there was nothing there. "Hey Wade, Slade hates to lose, right?"

"His desire to win is pretty much the only thing still driving him forward. That and his desire for that sweet green riches."

"Excellent. Oh yoohoo, Slade!" Pinkie called over to Deathstroke, who visibly sighed before he turned to look at Pinkie. "I've just had the most wonderful idea!"

"Suicide, I hope," Deathstroke muttered under his breath.

"No silly. Since both you and Deadpool are asking for double the pay, I've decided that we'll make this into a contest!" Pinkie exclaimed happily. Deathstroke made no outward change, but Pinkie could tell that his interest had been piqued. "It's simple really. Whichever of the two of you can not only stop the fanatics, but do it with the least amount of bodily harm, get's triple what you were going to be paid!"

"Huh?" Celestia asked.

"Think you can do that Slade? Think you can go into an enemy base filled with magical wielding psychopaths and bring them down without severely hurting any of them for triple the pay?" Pinkie taunted. She could tell from his body language that he seemed to be considering it, telling her that she needed to use the finishing blow. "I mean, Wade here already said that he could do it with his eyes closed and without hurting any of them. Of course, he might just be better at his job then you."

"Trying to appeal to my greed and my pride, are we?" Deathstroke asked Pinkie, who smiled as if she had been caught lying.

"Aw shoot, you found out my plan...did it work?"

"Very well, I shall play your game, pony. Very little harm and a complete take down of the group," Deathstroke agreed. "For triple the pay, of course."

"If you think you're up for it."

Deathstroke nodded to Pinkie before he turned and walked into the train, closing the door behind him. A few moments after he was gone Pinkie let out a sigh and felt her mane deflate." Wow that guy is scary. I don't think I could have said any of those things to him if I didn't have you here backing me up, Wade."

"That...was incredibly clever of you, Pinkie," Celestia muttered, thinking that she may have underestimated the party pony. "Not only did you get him to agree to a far less violent version of my plan, but you also found a way to get both mercenaries to do the job without needing to pay double for both of them. Have you dealt with mercs before?"

"Nope, but I have taken care of two spoiled foals who are used to getting whatever they want. Trickery and bribery are sometimes the only ways to deal with them. So I figured it would work here," Pinkie replied with an innocent smile.

"I...see. Well, I will remember you words for the future in case I must deal with Slade again. And I will be dealing with him again soon," Celestia muttered to herself as her horn began to glow. "But now I must tell my sister of what has transpired...as well as to keep an eye on our one eyed merc. Farewell."

Celestia vanished in a flash of light, leaving Deadpool and Pinkie there to white the blind flash out of their eyes. "Y'know, I didn't say this in front of Celestia, but are you willing to go along with this even if Deathstroke succeeds in the mission. After all, you may not get paid if he does so?"

"Pinkie, what do you think I am, a child? Even if Deathstroke manages to defeat me in this competition, I will handle it in a mature and adult like manner," Deadpool replied calmly. "I give you my word, which is completely trustworthy, that I will not be a sore loser if I should so happen to lose."

"Great! Now then, you should probably be getting ready for the mission, so I'll leave you alone," Pinkie said before she hopped away, singing a happy tune. Deadpool watched her go, before he began to rub his hands together menacingly.

"Yes, I promised that I wouldn't be a sore loser! But I made no promise that I wouldn't sabotage the competition in an attempt to allow myself to win. The money, the fame, the being treated like a decent human being and not a walking pile of shit will finally be mine! AHAHAHAHA-"

"Um, you do know that we can still hear everything you're saying, right?" Twilight asked, getting Wade to turn around to see Shining, Twilight and Cadence all looking at him with raised eyebrows. "Care to tell me what was up with all of that evil laughing right there?"

"You know honestly, both me and the author kinda forgot you were here."