This is just a teaser, for now. I don't own anything.

A figure dropped from above and land with cat like grace. It mowed swiftly to the target lying in a bed, but he was awake and waiting for them. When they were a few feet away he talked.

"Who wants me dead this time."he asked with a hint of bitterness.

"You stole from him Mr. Carter, you shouldn't have." The person said with a voice scrambler.

...

The xmen where training in the danger room when the professor asked them to come his office.

"What's up chuck?" Logan asked when they got there.

"There was a murder." He replied.

"How does that consurn us?" Asked Scott.

"I think the murderer was a mutent, we most stop them before they cause more damage or is descoverd to be a mutant."

...

"Who's the victim?" Asked detective Steve.

"Henrey Carter, banker down at second street." His partner, Rob Smith, replied.

"Possible suspects?"

"A lot of people wanted him dead. I think it was the rouge."

"Why?"

"No signs of force entry and no sign of struggle from the victim."

...

"How will I know its you?" Asked the man on the phone.

"I will come to you." Came the scrambled reply. BEEP

Later at a bar in the bad parts of town a man was sitting alone waiting thinking over his cover, I'm Mr. Davis hiring a mercenary, when a girl, showing way to much cleavage swayed her way over.

"What is a hansom man like you doing all alone, suhgar." She interuped his thoughts.

"Waiting for someone." He said hoping she'd get the hint, she was beautiful, but this was important.

"Well I was just looking for someone, suhgar. Let's talk." She said and didn't wait for a reply just walked toward the back. Mind as well, I been waiting 30 minutes, they may not even come. He fallowed. She lead him to a booth.

"Here's a drink sugar." She handed him a drink, he thanked her then drank it. "Now who do you want dead." She said while pulling a dark hoodie on.

"Wha." He said feeling woozy "oh mrr. Samsss." He slurred

"The money."

"Here." He handed the briefcase he had to her. She opened it and counted the money.

"Nice doing business with you, goodbye, Mr. Smith."

...

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN THEY GOT AWAY, SMITH!" yelled a outraged Thomas the leader of the police force.

"I-I don't know. I was waiting at the bar a-a-and then I woke up in front of the police station." Rob stuttered out.

"THEY GOT AWAY, YOU LOST THE MONEY, AND THEY KNEW WHO YOU WHERE!" He counted theses out on his hand. "How?" He said to himself. "Smith, desk duty for the rest of the case!"

"But..."

... A girl, about nine years old, looked around, she was in a small concrete sell, bare except for the cot in the corner. She wanted to cry, but told herself to be strong. After she calmed down a little, she tried to remember how she got there, but all she remembered was mama taking her out to get ice cream. She never got ice cream. But mama wouldn't put her here. Would she? Doubt clawed in her mind. No, mama going to save me. She told herself firmly.

As soon as she though that the door to her sell opened. Two men, one had a gun the other didn't, told her to stand and turn around. She did fearfully. When one grabbed her hand she found some courage and attacked.

With all her strength.

It was no use.

SPEAKERMAN: "THANK YOU FOR READING. BE SURE TO BE HERE NEXT TIME. FEATURING: DEADPOOL AND THE HALK!

Me: he's not actually in it just talked about.

Speakerman: deadpool or Halk?

*cue evil laughter*