**Rewriting**
...
Huff
Huff
Huff
A figure of a man could be seen running in an alleyway in Gotham, huffing and puffing as he made his way deeper into the alley.
He is dressed in a red spandex suit with the color theme of red and black, a holster in his back that housed two Katanas, and an empty holster in his waist that was meant to house two pistols.
He could be seen carrying a duffel bag over his shoulders that made loud clanking sounds as he runs.
"Over there! Chase after him!"
A voice echoed behind the man wearing the spandex suit as it was then soon followed by loud footsteps, prompting him to run faster.
"Fuck me! How can I forget to put the guns in the bag?!"
Cursed by the man in the red spandex suit.
Looking over his shoulders, he could see the shadow figures of the people chasing after him, prompting him to open his mouth to plead.
"This might be a bit too late! Huff, but, Huff, can we talk?!"
Bang
Someone replied by firing a bullet aimed at the guy wearing the Spandex suit.
"Ahh!"
He yelled as he barely dodged a bullet aimed at his head.
"That wasn't so nice!"
He complains as he then made a sharp turn, just in time for the people in the back to open fire.
Bang
Bang
Bang
"Shit! Don't lose him!"
Huff
Huff
Huff
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Several loud gunshot noises could be heard from an alley somewhere in Gotham as a group of more than two dozen masked men chased after a man in a red spandex suit.
The said man was fully clad in red and black color theme from head to toe, with two Katanas housed at the holsters in his back and two empty holsters in his waist.
"Chase after him! Don't let him out of your sight!"
Yelled by the man leading the group as he and his group aimed and fired their guns all while they were running.
Meanwhile, the man that the group was chasing ran like his life depends on it as he dodged numerous bullets coming in his way by either ducking or taking a sharp turn to get out of his pursuers' line of sight.
"Hurry! Don't let him get away!" Ordered by the man leading the group as they quickened their pace, trying not to lose sight of him.
"Shit! All this because I forgot to put the guns into the duffle bag last night- Ah!". Cursed by the man in spandex as he barely dodge a bullet aimed at his head.
He could be seen carrying a duffle bag over his shoulder containing nothing but a dozen rounds of bullets that made loud clanking noise as he moves.
He initially plan to complete this mission by raining the group with bullets, but who would have thought that right when he was about to execute his simple plan, he found out that the duffle bag only contain nothing but rounds of bullets! No guns!
"Fuck! My sides hurt, maybe this is my cancer reacting- Ha! Just kidding, it actually doesn't hurt. Oh! But I do have cancer".
Said the man in spandex, seemingly talking to someone as he run.
"Chase after him!"
"Ugh, do we not have any better lines for that guy? He keeps repeating the same thing".
The man in spandex shook his head in disappointment, but soon came to an abrupt halt.
"Shit! Of course, dead ends!"
"There he is! Open fire!"
"Ahh!" The man in spandex quickly seeks cover behind an old car parked close to where he is.
The car was quickly reduced into a beehive as it was rained by bullets!
They continued to rain the car with bullets for about 30 or so seconds until they finally stopped.
The men looked at their leader for any more instructions.
***Rewriting***
"Huff, Huff... Hey! This might be late.. Huff, but can we talk- Ah!"
The man in spandex tried
The said man with a spandex suit on swiftly moves throughout the alley and hid behind a car for cover.
"Essh Nicole, why so mean?"
Said the man with the spandex.
"My name's not Nicole you bitch!"
Yelled back by the man as he signaled his men to open fire.
"Wait!"
But before they could shoot, the man behind the car yelled and showed his hands in the air.
"Wait! I have two things to say! So hear me out!"
The leader raised his hand to signal his men to hold but to keep their aim at the car.
"First!
I have no more bullets.
Second!
Did you just call me a bitch?
And third!
Did anyone of you wore your brown pan- which okay I said three things instead of two but yo--"
"Open fire!"
"Ah!"
Ratatatatata
Bang
Bang
Bang
Bang
Bang
Bang
Psshh
Bam!
"Oh for fuck's sake stop shooting already!" Yelled by the man behind the car as he threw something at the group.
"Shit! Take cover!"
Yelled the leader as he and his group quickly went for a cover behind the walls.
The group braced themselves for an impending explosion, but only to hear the sound of an empty can hitting the ground.
One of the men in the group realized what happened faster than the others as he yelled-
"It's a bluff!" And showed himself.
Slash
"Which is a bad idea". Said the man with the spandex after he decapitated that guy's head with a Katana.
The men were stunned after witnessing one of them get effortlessly beheaded by the man in front of them.
Looking at the stunned men, the man with the spandex then started counting their heads in a playful tone.
"Hmm, let's see. Uno, Dos Tres-"
"Don't get too close to that freak! Open fire!"
The leader was the first one to realize how dangerous their situation is as he immediately raised his gun and opened fire after yelling his orders.
"Why so mean Rachel?"
Said the man with the spandex before unsheathing his other Katana sheathed at his back.
Ratatatatatata
The man started to expertly spin his two Katanas rapidly, successfully deflecting and cutting a large number of bullets fired at him.
"Don't stop shooting! Create some distance! No matter what you do, don't let him get close to us!"
Yelled by their leader.
Hearing their leader's words, the men surrounding the man with the spandex started raining him with bullets from all directions.
Deflecting and cutting the bullets around him proves to be getting more and more difficult as he started getting hit by the bullets which slows him down.
(Rewriting delayed due to unexpected circumstances... Sorry.)
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In an alleyway somewhere in Gotham City, a group of masked individuals were shooting down a car relentlessly.
Well... not the car, but the person behind it.
"Oh for fuck's sake! Stop shooting already!" Said the person behind the car.
Hearing that, the group stopped shooting as they looked at each other's faces. The leader then signalled the others using his hands to make a turn around the area to shoot the person behind the car.
They nodded, expressing that they understood, four masked men then circled the area to shoot the person behind the car. They moved slowly so that they wouldn't be noticed.
???: "Oh? They stopped? Great!" Saying that, the man behind the car then stood up and revealed himself behind the car.
Which surprised the group of masked individuals that they even forgot to aim their guns at the said person.
The person stood there while dusting his suit off of some dirt, finished. He raised his hand and greeted. "Hi-"
But before he can even complete his greetings.
*Ratatatatatatatatata*
*Bang*
*Bang*
*Bang*
He was rained by bullets in 4 different directions, filling his whole body with holes.
*Thud*
The person fell to the ground. Dead.
The leader looked at the dead person in front as he then signalled one of his men to check the body.
The man then walked into the dead body, he crouched down and went to check the corpse's different pockets. He checked it for a good two minutes, but found nothing except for grenades, pocket knife and a magazine featuring someone with the name Ryan Reynolds.
Standing up, the man walked towards his boss with a frown on his face as he reported. "Boss, didn"t found it".
The boss looked at the corpse on the ground as his eyes scream with rage.
"FUCK!"
*Bang*
*Bang*
*Bang*
*Bang*
*Click*
*Click*
*Click*
He cursed as he shot the fallen corpse again and again on the ground to relieve his frustrations until all his bullets were all spent and made clicking sounds.
"FUCK!" He threw the gun aside in rage as he then pointed at the corpse on the ground and complained at his men. "WE CHASED THIS MOTHERFUCKER OF A META-HUMAN FOR A FUCKING GODDAMN WEEK AND HE DOESN'T EVEN HAVE IT??!! FUCK!!!"
He was so frustrated as they keep on chasing this guy for a week and had only cornered him now. They were an organization that started with over a thousand men, but look at them now. They do not even exceed thirty. That guy just happened to put their base into a huge explosion, killing a lot of them.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK!" The leader was so frustrated he was not able to think clearly as he continued to find ways to relieve his frustrations. That was until they heard someone speak, and clearly, it was not one of them.
???: "Hey! We have minors reading this shit even though the book clearly stated 17 and above. So stop cussing, you fucking piece of shit!" They all went wide-eyed as they simultaneously looked to where the corpse was, it is still there so they were confused.
That was until they directly heard it from the corpse.
???: "Max..imum Effort!" The corpse who was lying there lifelessly, suddenly sprung into life and leaped off the ground.
The group of masked individuals were too dumbfounded that it gave them a shock. A shock that prevented them from moving and pointing their gun at the person who was suddenly full of life.
To which the person who was dead a second ago, took advantage of as he immediately took out his two Desert Eagle Pistols from his gun holster belt and shoot the people in front of him with insane speed.
*Bang*
*Bang*
*Bang*
*Bang*
*Bang*
Five out of Twenty-six people immediately dropped dead on the ground, each with a hole in their heads. It was only when those five people died that the group came back to their senses as the leader yelled with panic in his voice. "TAKE COVER!!!"
The group of now twenty-one people, immediately dashed into different directions trying to take cover from the bullets the person shot.
But some were too slow to react as before they can even turn around and start running, the guy earlier already aimed his pistols on each of their heads.
*Bang*
*Bang*
*Bang*
*Bang*
By the time they finally got to take cover into some walls, another four people dropped dead, making them a 17 group of men.
"Damn it!" The leader can't help but curse yet again as he thought. 'Just how many times do we need to shoot this meta-human for him to drop dead?!'
Gritting his teeth, he readied his rifle as he then stood up and fired to that person's direction earlier.
*Ratatatatatatatatata*
But after shooting a few more bullets, he noticed that the person he was trying to kill was nowhere to be found.
"He's gone! Be alert! Yell if you find him!" Yelled the leader as he doesn't know where his other men were, as he got separated with them while trying to take cover.
"Yes boss!". Yelled by one of his men not so far away from him.
He held his rifle tightly as he scanned the area carefully, looking for any signs that would indicate that person's hiding spot.
He was alert for a good five minutes, but he still didn't find any signs that pointed to where that person hid. Then a ridiculous thought dawned upon him. "FUCK!!! DID HE BOLTED OUT AGAIN??!!"
He yelled in rage, his eyes went red thinking that the guy escaped again. "AFTER LOSING MORE MEN!!! HE ESCAPED AGAIN?!!?!?!?!?! AGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!!"
The leader felt like he's going crazy with the frustrations he felt thinking about that guy escaping unscathed and him losing more men, leading his group into another downfall.
"Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck FUCKKK!!!!" He yelled in fury as the thought of the guy they were targetting escaping again keep passing in his mind again and again.
"ALL OF YOU!!! GATHER HERE NOW!!! GO AND COLLECT ALL OUR REMAINING WEAPONS!!! I DON'T CARE IF THE PUBLIC SEE IT! JUST SMOKE THAT GUY OUT AND KILL HIM FOR GOOD!!!" He ordered in unspeakable fury, he's so pissed now, he felt like he can even tank Superman with this rage.
He waited for a few moments but didn't see any sign of his men following his order. So he yelled again. "YOU FUCKERS!!! GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE AND LET'S FIND THAT GUY FAST!!!"
He waited for a few seconds, but he still didn't hear any affirmation about his order. With his rage clouding his mind, making it hard for him to think clearly, he yelled again and raised his rifle.
"IF YOU LOTS WON'T COME OUT IN A COUNT OF THREE!!! I SWEAR I WILL DRILL BULLETS INTO YOUR HEADS BY MYSELF!!!" But there was still no reply.
"One!". He started counting as he slowly reload the bullets on his rifle.
"Two!" Now his rage became more evident in his eyes, thinking that his men started cowering shit still in their place.
Taking a deep breath, he readied his rifle, his rage still clouding his mind as he yelled yet again. "THRE-"
But before he can finish saying "three". He saw one of his men showing up, not so faraway from where he is.
Seeing someone finally responding, he was about to reprimand the guy about not listening to orders and was already thinking of various harsh punishments.
That was until he saw something that made his words get stuck to his throat.
Behind one of his men, was the guy he had thought that has bolted out.
Standing there wearing a red and black tactical suit with matching mask. Has two holsters on his back that was meant to house two katanas.
The said person held one of his men with a sword already plunged into the poor guy's back.
The guy with suit then raised his hand and did a little wave while saying. "Hola~?"
The leader's eyes widened as he then pulled the trigger and fired at his target while yelling with a mixture of fear and panic in his voice.
"AAAAHHHHHHHH".
The guy with suit just hid his body to the dead man he killed and started charging to where the leader is, making the corpse his own meat shield.
"AAAHHHHH DON'T COME HERE!!! DON'T COME CLOSE!!!!"
The leader yelled as his fear kept growing as the guy with suit keep on charging while making one of his men a meat shield.
"STOP! STOP! STOP!!!"
The leader yelled in panic, until...
*Click*
*Click*
*Click*
His rifle made clicking sounds, meaning that he had ran out of bullets.
His eyes widened even more as his teeth started clattering with each other.
The guy with suit stopped in his charge and dropped the dead body filled with holes to the side.
Dropping the guy, he also inspected his body, only to see numerous holes on it.
"Welp, think that didn't work". He said as he then started walking at the leader.
He playfully skipped his way to the leader as he watched the guy shake there with fear.
"Wow, did you just piss yourself? I mean, I'm not even that scary! Look! My suit is red, doesn't that give you a feeling of Christmas? A day of reunions, sharing foods, items... Cocaine, right?" The man with suit said with a bit of nostalgia behind his tone as he slowly walked into where the leader of the masked individuals is.
The leader keep on backing away as he threw his rifle away and took a knife that was strapped in his leg.
"D-Don't come any closer!" He warned with panic clear in his voice.
"Seriously? A knife? What can you do with that? Stab me until I die? Pfft... Haha... Well, that wasn't funny but still, there's no reason to be scared of me! Just think of me as a modern santa that visit kids that was on my naughty list, see? Isn't scary right?"
He explained nonchalantly while keeping his distance with the leader even more closer.
"You!!! You killed almost all our people!!! Aren't you satisfied?!" The leader asked in rage, thinking that the guy was just playing with him.
The guy with suit then stopped about two meters away from the leader and said. "Satisfied? Come on! You guys run a legal business in public but was actually selling little girls for some fucking rich pedophiles in the dark! And you asked me why am I not satisfied? Well the person who lead the kidnapping was fucking standing in front of me, why would I be satisfied with just killing a thousand bastards?"
He asked as his voice was tinged with controlled anger behind it.
The leader's body started shaking, thinking that he would definitely die here. The guy with suit then took one of his pistols out from his holster belt and reload it for a good few seconds.
*Click*
Finished reloading, the guy then aimed it directly at the leader's head.
Seeing that his death was inevitable, the leader entered a crazy state as he then decided to retaliate with all he's got.
He tried to raised both of his arms to charge and stab the guy right into his head, but he eventually found that useless, as he suddenly lost the feeling on both of his arms.
Looking down, he saw his two arms dropping to the ground, cleanly severed.
*Thud*
*Thud*
With the realization, came the unbearable pain, as the leader then screamed in absolute pain.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH". The leader's voice that was full of pain reverberated throughout the alley and made its way into the road, scaring a few civillians shitless.
They knew that a shady crime was currently taking place right at that dark alley, and the authorities was already on their way and as this is Gotham, it is quite a daily occurence here. But still, that voice that was full of pain and suffering still scared the hell out of them.
Meanwhile, inside the alley. The guy with suit covered one of his ears for a good few seconds while sheathing one of his katana back to the holster.
Noticing that the leader just won't stop screaming, he then raised his arm and aimed his gun at the leader's head.
*Bang*
*Blurch*
*Thud*
Only silence followed after that gunshot as the leader with severed arms, dropped dead with a hole on his forehead.
"Shit, didn't know someone could fucking scream like that, are you related to Sindel from Mortal Kombat or something?" The guy with red and black suit mumbly complained as he then moved and gathered all the body that he killed today.
After a good 10 minutes, he was done. All Twenty-six corpses of that remaining group was then stockpiled with each other. Looking left and right, the guy with suit then found a container of gasoline nearby.
"Yeah, total coincidence readers! A container of gas just appeared out of nowhere after looking left and right, yeah". The man with suit sarcastically said.
Picking the gas up, he then opened the lid and spread it into the corpses. Finished, he then took out a match from his pocket.
But before he lit the match, the man suddenly turned his head to nowhere and said.
"You see, I visit naughty kids on my naughty list. But I don't give them coals, I make them the coal". Finished saying the last part using his deep voice, he then lit a match.
Holding the burning match stick with the both of his hands, the guy with suit then said under his breath. "Happy Holidays".
And threw the match into the stockpiled corpse.
*Fwwooop*
*Swoooosshh*
*Sizzle*
The fire spreaded and swallowed all the corpses whole, slowly burning them.
"Hmmm... Why does this remind me of a fireplace in a chimney? Maybe I really am a modern Santa? And what the fuck's with calling me the guy with a suit?! Well surprise!~ It's me! Deadpool! You know! Wade Wilson~ from Marvel, the guy who's 3rd movie still in process. Yeah, that's me.
And you must be wondering, How the fuck did Deadpool appeared in... Well... DC. Well the answer is I was transferred into a fucking book, a fanfiction in fact.
What? Your looking for a story on how? If you want to know, then-"
*Weee-Wooo*
*Weee-Wooo*
"Is that supposed to be a police siren? Pfft. Anyways, if you want to know what happened, then go to the next chapter. I need to go now! Adios!"
He said as he then vanished into his place in a blink.
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*Swoosh*
*Swoosh*
*Swoosh*
In the gloomy city of Gotham, above the dark buildings, you could hardly see a dark silhouette passing each building swiftly at inhumane speed.
The dark silhouette would skillfully leap building to building without notifying the people and the passing police cars down below of its existence.
It would move so fast and would even dissapear for a moment, only to appear into the next building ahead. It would also make weird inappropriate posings everytime it leaped.
Obviously, this dark silhouette was none other than Dea-
"DEADPOOL~!!!🎵". He introduced in a high pitch voice with a singing tone behind it.
He's currently running out of the "crime scene", or so what the people here in gotham called. Cause... he's a serial killer, they said.
"Seems like we're already far enough in that alley huh. Let's stop on that building ahead shall we?" He said as he quickly inspected how far the next building is and found out that it's actually quite far.
But who was he? He's the merc with a mouth, surely he wouldn't be a bitch and cower right?
"Oh shut yer trap! Fine I'll jump!" He said as he then stepped back around five steps or so and performed a little stretch, finally ready, he raised his head and looked ahead as he manly screamed. "Maximum Effort!"
And made a dash of it as he then accelerated into his top speed and made a huge jump to get into the next building.
"I'll make it I'll make it I'll make it I'll make it!!!" He chanted as he's getting quite close to the next building.
"I'll make it I'll make it I'll- no, I won't make it!!!!" He yelled as he wasn't able to reach the next building and fell at the height of 50 meters!
"Kyyyaaaaaaaaaaaaa"
The people of Gotham down below literally heard a scream of a poor little girl as they wondered where that scream came from as they then readied their phones to call the authorities to help the girl.
Crime in Gotham is everywhere, so the people of Gotham immediately came to the conclusion that there was currently a crime ongoing close by based from the scream that they heard.
It sounded of a girl, a bit hoarsed but still the sound of a girl.
*Swoosh*
*Thud*
A shadowy figure suddenly appeared on the building deadpool was trying to reach earlier, this figure stood up slowly as it then dramatically turned back and yelle-
"Fuck you author! If it wasn't for you! I wouldn't be having that little trauma when I fell in such tall heights! I swear I became gay for five seconds! Ohh! My fragile little heart!" He said as he dramatically gripped his chest.
"Author for fuck's sak-".
(A/N: *I would be muting him for a while as he keeps cussing*)
...
20 minutes later.
*Ahem*
"You must be fucking curious, especially you, reader. How the fuck would deadpool get easily scared of a 50 meters tall drop? Especially when you've seen him sky dive with the X-force in the movie? Well for that, we would be looking on the first day I arrived here, specifically, in this Universe". Deadpool said with a little bit of mystery in his voice.
Flashbac-
*Vrooooom*
"Huh? What the shit?! Who the fuck interrupted the flashback scene?!" Deadpool yelled after hearing a loud engine noise that seems to be getting closer and closer at the building where he was at.
Turning his head, he looked down below the building and saw the highway, but if he squint his eyes, he would be able see a car at the distance that was obviously more advance than the current technology, accelarating at an insane speed as it approaches the building to where he was at.
"That car seems familiar, scratch that, it's obviously batsy. How the fuck did he found me?" Deadpool asked himself as he then throughly inspected himself.
*Vrooooommm*
With the roaring engine that was clearly getting closer to where he was at, deadpool still seriously checked his suit throughly and after a while of searching, he indeed found something and took it off from his suit.
Looking close at it, he found out that it was a tracker at the size of a small button in a collar.
"HOLY SHIT?! When did this... but... Damn he's getting creepier as days goes by. This is really creepy, but what would you expect on one of DC's best stalkers? Haha! You fucking pervert!" Deadpool made an exaggerated look as though he was looking at the creepiest man as he yelled that at the closely approaching car.
The car seems to be accelerating more in speed and was really close to the building while it skillfully dodges the other cars in the road with so much ease.
As deadpool saw the car in full view, looking at it for a while, he can't help but mumbly complain. "This guy has a nice car, so is Tony. And I, get to fucking ride a cab and a scooter in my two movies, fucking shits".
Deadpool doesn't seem to have the intention to escape as he instead put both of his palms in his cheeks and watched the car getting closer and closer.
*Vrooom*
The car reached the building he was currently at as the top of the cool-looking-advanced car immediately opened while a shadowy blur of a figure then came out of it.
The shadow then took out a grapple gun that was strapped from its waist and aimed it high into the building.
*Pooowh*
The grapple gun then fired a hooked rope that allowed the shadow figure to swing his way up on the place where deadpool was currently at.
All of this happened in less than five seconds!
Staring at the shadowy figure, deadpool silently watched it as it made a landing while spreading its cape wide, like a wing to glide and land behind him.
Seeing that, Deadpool could not help but whistle as he then stood up and faced the figure.
*Clap*
*Clap*
*Clap*
"Batmobile, batsuit, hey should we call that a bat landing?" Deadpool playfully asked the shadow which in reality was actually Batman himself.
"You killed people once again!" Batman angrily faced deadpool and yelled at him with his deep voice.
"Tsk tsk, correction. They are not people". Deadpool swayed his index finger while his other hand was on his waist.
"What do you mean they are not people?!" Batman questioned with anger still apparent in his voice.
"Ohh? I don't know if you could still call those bastards humans if you witness what they did!" Deadpool nonchalantly said.
"And... I was also hired, that's why. I'm a merc remember~?" Deadpool proudly reminded batman of his occupation.
"You have no rights to kill people just because you wanted to! Worse, all the people that you killed for the past few weeks are all badly burned! You're the one who's not a human!" Batman yelled as he got ready to arrest Deadpool.
"Pfft, you know it's christmas today right? I could not probably tour the whole world in just a day like santa did. So I started a few weeks earlier and visit the kids that was on my naughty list. But I don"t give coals you see, I make them the coal". Deadpool explained, as though being the Santa this christmas was the most noble thing he ever did.
"You are crazy". Batman commented as he took out a [Batarang] and skillfully threw it at deadpool.
Deadpool seeing this, chuckled, as he immediately unsheathed one of his Katana and swiftly hitted the Batarang with the flat side of the sword, which made the weapon that batman threw, useless.
"Hey! Didn't your momma told you not to throw random things at people when they're speaking?" Deadpool asked batman who was staring at him under his cowl.
And then as though a thought dawned upon him, Deadpool innocently asked. "Ohh, were she dead already before she could teach you?"
Hearing this, Batman was totally incensed as he charged at Deadpool, intending to fight him head-on.
"Ohh, did I hit a soft spot?" Deadpool playfully asked as he unsheathed the other Katana.
Holding both Katanas with the both of his hands, Deadpool welcomed Batman's charged with a swift slash, aiming at his neck!
Batman scoffed as he raised his right arm to block the sword as his body was completely covered with his Tactical suit.
*Ting*
"Damn armor, why can't I have one". Deadpool cursed at Batman's suit.
Batman ignored him completely as he then held the sword in his hand and yanked it out of Deadpool's hold.
Deadpool though, just let the momentum pull him as he then readied let go of the sword when he was at a certain distance from batman.
Seeing that, Batman readied himself to knock Deadpool, but he didn't expect what happened next.
As Deadpool let his body be affected with the momentum from the pull, he let go of that sword and immediately punched Batman's head!
*Bam*
Batman took a step back from the punch, but Deadpool was still not finished as he immediately climbed Batman's body and locked his neck with his legs. Raising his sword, he intended to stab him on his exposed lower face.
Alas, Deadpool suddenly felt pain as he saw Batman stab the Katana that he dropped earlier in his thigh.
Taking his momentary distraction as a chance, Batman then threw Deadpool off from his hold on his neck.
"Fucking fuck, I thought you once said no guns and no swords? Why did you stab me?" Deadpool asked as he pulled out the sword from his thigh.
"I wouldn't be dying without putting you to prison first!" Batman retorted.
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