It was times like this that Slade wished that he had his other eye. As Cadence and Twilight embraced and the princesses friends poured into the large chamber that Celestia had called them all to, he began to prepare himself for the amount of trouble that Wade was going to cause. And he knew that Wade would do something unexpected. That was about all Deathstroke could figure out about the red merc. He needed to keep his eye on him.

But he also needed to keep an eye on Celestia as well. With all of her most powerful allies in the same room as her, Slade wouldn't put it past the princess to try something foolish in a vain attempt to save her sister. He also didn't know why, but Cadence seemed far more wary of him than she had used to be. Yet he knew for certain that Celestia or Luna hadn't said anything about the nanites (he had secretly bugged Luna as well), so he just had to assume her common sense had finally kicked in and she had learned to be scared of him.

The ponies in the room took to their seats, with Twilight conjuring a kiddie seat for Deadpool to sit on. Slade didn't know what he found stranger, the fact that Deadpool kept getting invited to these clearly important missions when he wasn't wanted. Or the fact that he sat down on the kiddie seat without a second thought. Slade chose to remain standing right next to Celestia, just to be a constant reminder to her that any attempt to thwart his plans would end in her sisters demise...and possibly the demise of others.

"I think Twilight would make an excellent hostage if Luna were to perish, wouldn't you?" Slade whispered to Celestia. To her credit, her face didn't so much as twitch at Slade's words, even though he knew for certain that she was furious with him. Figuring that she would behave, Slade walked over to Pinkie, who raised an eyebrow at his approach.

"Well well, here's something I never expected to see. What would the mighty and scary Deathstroke want with little old me?" Pinkie asked in a rhyme, making Slade wonder if she did it by accident or if she enjoyed pissing him off. But a quick glance at Deadpool showed that the merc with a mouth was paying careful attention to their conversation and Slade wasn't ready to deal with Wade...yet. But that was fine. He was there to talk.

"if you are in fear for your life, there is no reason to be. I am simply here to ask you something," Slade replied in a professional tone, yet Pinkie's face showed that she wasn't going to buy anything he was selling. "All I ask is that, once this is all over, that you give me an hour to speak with you. You are a very interesting individual and I am certain that we could both learn something from one another."

"Uh-huh. Look, I don't know what crazy scheme you're up to or what you want from me, but I've seen what you can do and what you might do, so I don't think sharing anything with you might be in my safest interests," Pinkie replied in a serious voice that wasn't like her usual, jolly tone. Slade narrowed his eye under his mask and wondered if he might have underestimated the pink pony. She seemed a lot smarter than she let on.

"So you will not even consider my offer?"

"I'll considered it...okay, I'm done considering it. My answer is still no," Pinkie replied with a smile. "Now if you would please go away, Deadpool and I are trying to figure out the best way to make a never ending river of lemonade. Something that is clearly far more important that whatever it was that you wanted to talk to me about."

With Wade watching Slade didn't dare try anything then and there, but he made himself a promise that if Celestia did get her sister killed, Pinkie would be the next one he would use the nanites on. Slade turned and returned to Celestia's side, his eye narrowing when he saw that she was smirking slightly at him being blown off like that. Retaliating out in the open wouldn't be in his best interest, but there would be time to make Celestia suffer later.

"Ponies, dragon and other, talking about you Deadpool, hear my words," Celestia said in a loud voice, stopping everypony from talking and turning their gaze towards her. "You are all aware of the fanatics and the threat they pose to this nation. And even with the...actions...of Slade and Wade Wilson-"

"Don't lump us together like we're family."

"I will do what I like. And even with their "help" we still face a considerable threat from them. I have recently learned that not all of the fanatics were stopped when Wade and Slade decimated their camp, meaning that we've got to stay on our guard," Celestia warned the others, who all nodded somberly in agreement.

Deadpool cast a glance around the room (not caring that it was supposed to still be Slade's part of the chapter) to see how each of the ponies would react to the news. Twilight looked determined, Pinkie seemed concerned, Cadence and Shining both held their child a little closer and he didn't give enough fucks to care about the rest of the Ambassadors. Then he glanced over at Deathstroke, who stood as still and emotionless as ever. Deadpool was pretty good at reading how a person was feeling, but aside from the periods when Deathstroke got really angry, Deadpool couldn't tell what was going on in his head. That was a small concern to Wade.

"Well then why are we all still sitting around here waiting for them to come to us? I say we got out there, hunt down the rest of them and give them such a stern talking to that they will see the error of their ways right away," Deadpool suggested to the others. Yet once more, his serious attempt to help was met with sighs, stares and a few face-hoofs. Pinkie was once again the only one that put any stock into his idea, but he held out a hand when she tried to speak on his defense. He knew how this would end.

"Anypony else have any other ideas that might be marginally better than that? I know it might be difficult with the bar set as high as it was, but please, you are welcome to try," Shining asked the rest of the ponies in a mocking tone. Wade figured he was still mad from the time Wade had tried to show his daughter the magazines that Deadpool collected. "No? Then all non-ponies should be quiet and let those that actually know what they're doing speak."

"I hope you realize that you just lumped Spike in with Slade and me," Wade pointed out, getting Shining to give Wade a look while Spike stared at the table in front of him with sad eyes. "Y'know, for an entire world of supposedly friendly and nice creatures, you all can be pretty mean."

"Forgive us if our patience has been strained between the fanatics trying to kill my daughter and having to deal with two very dangerous mercenaries," Cadence replied in a calm tone that had an underlining threat beneath the exterior. Flurry let out a groan and began to squirm in Cadence's grip. Cadence placed her daughter atop the table and the foal began to crawl around excitedly, though Cadence used her magic to change her daughter's path every time she tried to head towards Wade or Slade.

"We have all been under a considerable amount of stress lately. What would be best is that we deal with these threats before anything else happens," Luna replied in a calm tone. At least, she tried to. But underneath all of her regal and calm exterior there was a trace, an almost non-existent trace, of fear. A hint of fear that turned Wade to look at the princess with a raised eyebrow.

"Then we shall deal with the fanatics and leave as soon as we are able," Slade said, taking control of the situation and the story once more. "Finding the fanatics will not be difficult so long as I am able to get my hands on one of them. For when I am alone with one of them, I can get them to do whatever I want."

"Whoa there Slade, there are children here. Save the kinky bedroom talk for another time," Wade cut in, getting Slade to glare murder at Wade. Twilight and a few of the others snickered at the reaction Wade got out of Slade, while Shining was too busy covering his daughters ears with his hooves.

"As much as i loathe to admit it, I have to agree with Wade. This is no place for children at the moment," Shining agreed begrudgingly. "Spike, would you please take Flurry Heart and wait outside until we are finished?"

"Sure," Spike sighed sadly, walking over to Shining and picking up the foal. She laughed before flapping her wings, taking off out of the room with Spike in tow.

"Alright, now that they're gone, I want to talk about what's really been bothering me for a while now," Shining said in a far more serious tone, glaring at Slade the entire time. "Because I've been thinking and I think I know what's really going on. And that's-"

A crash and the sound of magical explosions came from the other side of the doors that Spike and Flurry had just come through, getting everypony at the table to leap up out of their seats. The others had barely started to process what might have happened before Wade and Slade kicked open the doors, weapons drawn as they aimed at who was on the other side. But what they saw stopped them both in their tracks.

A fanatic in a silver cloak was on the other side, with a long, white beard and a eyes that were far more focused and evil than the eyes of the other fanatics. But what kept Slade and even Wade from doing anything was the fact that he had a long, silver knife, which he had pressed against a dazed Flurry Heart's neck. Spike was under one of his hooves, with a nasty bump on the back of his head, yet all eyes were on the slightly moving filly.

"Flurry," Cadence whispered in absolute horror before her horn started to glow slightly, but Slade held out a hand to stop her before she did anything to get her daughter killed. "You bastard! Release my daughter at once or so help me-!"

"Silence. Listen and listen well, for I shall only say this once," the fanatic said in a cold voice, before pressing the blade closer to Flurry's neck. "I am taking this foal as well as this baby dragon. Despite your best efforts to corrupt them to your evil and twisted ways, I can sense that they can still both be saved. But I shall not allow myself to be captured here. So if any of you, and I mean any of you, so much as twitches the wrong way, I will slit her throat. Am I clear?"

"You son of a bitch, if you think we will-" Luna began, before a blast of magic erupted from the fanatic's horn and caught Luna in the shoulder, causing her to cry out as a gash appeared in her arm and blood trickled to the floor. She seethed with rage and took a step forward, but once more Slade held out a hand to stop her from getting the foal killed.

Slade then glanced behind him to see Cadence glancing up at him, all of her mistrust and fear towards him gone as a hope that he could somehow save her daughter gripped at the heart of the mother. Slade turned to face the fanatic once more, eye narrowed as it all came back to him. The attack on his family, the gunmen that he ripped through like they were nothing. And the one with the knife that had held his son Jericho. It was all too familiar. A scene that had haunted Slade's nightmare's for nearly all of his life. But he had spent decades reliving that moment again and again, making the perfect plan to ensure the safety of the one being held at knife point. Flurry would not be harmed.

"Alright," Slade said as he put his hands behind his head and got down on his knees. "You win. Take them and leave. We will not do anything."

The ponies and even Wade looked at him like he was nuts, but a glare from Slade got them all to do the same. Even Deadpool, after a moment of debate, followed Slade's lead. The fanatic smirked at them before his horn glowed and a moment later he, Flurry and Spike were gone. Cadence let out a roar of anguish as she raced over to where the fanatic had vanished. Shining, Twilight and the others were at her side a moment later, but Slade was too busy pushing buttons on his wrist to pay them any mind.

"You let them get away. I assume you have a good reason for this," Celestia asked Slade.

"I do. The first is that anything we tried would have resulted in Flurry being scared for life physically," Slade said. It wasn't a guess. "The second is that not only did we ensure the foals safety, but now I can track them to the fanatics main base by tracking the nanites that are inside of Flurry Heart."

"The...what...?" Celestia asked in absolute horror as she gazed at Slade, who slowly turned his head to look at her. "You...you put those things...inside of her...when?"

"Not long after I first met her. She often teleports to me when Cadence isn't watching. It was easy," Slade said to Celestia in a voice so cold that a serial killer would have shivered upon hearing them. "I have found in my line of work that having a little insurance isn't a bad thing, especially when dealing with beings that don't want to cooperate. Just in case your sister doesn't hold up."

"You...you..." Celestia muttered, unable to think of a way to describe Slade.

"Be quiet. We are wasting time," Slade whispered before walking over to the others. "There is no need to fear. I have placed a tracker on Flurry and know where the fanatic took her to. We can now find their base and deal with these monsters once and for all. But we must move quickly before they try to do anything to Flurry and Spike," Slade instructed before he glanced back and Celestia while fingering the nano-gun. "Any objections?"

Celestia stayed silent and all of the others agreed with Slade immediately, especially Cadence and Shining. Slade shared the coordinates with the others and Cadence began a teleportation spell. Celestia and Luna begrudginly came along with Slade, knowing that their strength would be needed to get Flurry Heart back. Yet it was only Pinkie who noticed that Wade wasn't standing with them.

"Wade, are you coming?" she asked Deadpool, who had just gotten done scooping up some of Luna's blood into a vial.

"Huh? Oh, give me a second," Deadpool replied as he pulled out a sticky note, wrote something on it, before attaching it to the vial. He then pressed a button on some device, which opened a rift next to him that he threw the vial threw. "I'm coming, Sir Lancelot!"

"What was that all about?" Pinkie whispered once Deadpool was next to her.

"Let's just say I've reached my rebellious phase of being a son," Deadpool said with a wink. And then the teleportation spell took hold.