Dammit Wade, dammit to hell" I all but shouted through my mask. Not another dead body...
He casually sat among the pool of blood, a red and black mask concealing his lifetime of physical and mental scars. I feel sorry for the guy, I really do, but why on earth did he have to kill this dude?! (No Deadpool, he did not have it coming for him...)
Sighing heavily, I looked around for a way to get out of this cursed building. There was always the window...
Before I launch into too much detail...I'll let you know a few things about me (your friendly neighborhood spiderman), Wade (the brutal Deadpool), our 'relationship' (if you could call it that) and how he annoys the living crap out of me at times.
It all began with a dead body, as it usually does with Wade...
One night on my usual city wide patrol, I heard a large amount of sirens at one place. Knowing it had to be serious, I went to investigate the issue. To my shock, I found a headless looking shape lying in what seemed to be some spilt Kool-Aid. Of course, it was blood... Deadpool was a mercenary, an assassin-for-hire at the time, and over this dead body was where we met for the first time. There was a slow, metallic noise, almost like the drawing of a sword. I felt that usual buzzing in my mind, and leapt out of his way, feeling the graze of Deadpool's sharp blade on my covered foot.
"Oh, heyyy! Its the Spiderman! Sorry man, wasn't trying to kill ya, just my knee jerk reaction" he casually laughed off the near miss that could have been my life over. Just as the rage of nearly being killed kicked in, he offered me a blood stained glove to help me up. Unsure if I should be helped up by the guy that almost killed me, I took a risk. The masked man pulled me directly to my feet, but didn't let go. He just stood there shaking my hand for a while. A siren nearby jolted him out of his weird handshaking daydream.
"OK, let's bounce!" He said cheerily, ignorant of the impending doom and police officers. I sighed heavily, and, as you can tell, it will be a regular occurrence with him around.
And that's how I came to meet and unexpectedly befriend such a crazy dude! Of course, thanks to my web-slinging skills we got out of there alright... If it were up to Deadpool, we would have shot our way through the line of police officers. Damn him and his lack of morality. (Oh, don't make that sad face Deadpool, you are kinda likeable)
Aaand back to the elephant in the room - the dead body.
"So, why exactly did you kill this guy?" I asked him.
"Oh, he's a member of the Brotherhood, new but thirsty for the X-men's blood. I had a hunch I should do something. But mainly, I killed him cos I like killing, his evilness was just an added bonus" Wade looked at me and smiled. "Now, wasn't that fun?"
A 'sniff' and a 'snickt' alerted us to a third presence... (Well, fourth if you count the body...)