A/n; This story is based on the first Deadpool kill's saga. The story will also feature Last Stand Spidey.

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"Wade don't. This isn't you I can help you." A faint person can be seen. He had a spider themed costume.

"You think I still have a heart. You're all trapped inside this little game. Don't you see?" Another person could be seen. He looked like the other guy. He was red. But black was definitely added to his suit/costume. I faintly heard gunshots. The other man dodges the attacks.

"You monster! You killed everyone I loved!" The man jumped in the air and used some sort of webbing. Similar to Spider-Man. Was it me? It couldn't be. I am not the Amazing Spider-Man anymore.

"You'll thank me later. I have other universes to attend to. This is only the start to my piece of the pie." The Red n Black man stabbed the other guy which looked like it went through his upper chest. It looked like swords, the ones I seen and used in my lifetime. The Spider Man screamed in agony. He was on his knees, coughing. "You won't get away with this. The other heroes will take you down. They'll avenge me." Spidey [not me] stated.

"We'll see. As of now.." The man cocked his 9mm pistol. He then leaned it toward the man's head. "Any last words?"

Spidey didn't hesitate or move. "Fu-"

BLAM!!!

"Spider-Man no more huh? I like the sound of that." A grin appeared on the killer's mouth. He slid his katana in his case. The guns being placed back into their slots. "Don't worry there fella. I'm coming for your world too. Consider it a warning." The man looked at me. His finger pointing right at me. "Once I'm done with this world. You're next." His two fingers formed a gun. "Bang."

Peter startled. He rose up. His eyes dread of laziness. He didn't catch much sleep from the night before. Ultron planted a attack on the world's Mightiest Heroes. Pete assisted them while most of the X-Men battled with Magneto. Pete tired himself even more with Ms. Marvel, the powerhouse of the Avengers. The night was a long one with Peter. After the battle was fought, Carol made a move on Parker in their little game. Lately, she gave peter a chance, compared to the other heroes of the world. First it wasn't too serious. Just a little fun here and there. Then, Peter found something in her. Different than the other woman in his life. The long blonde hair. Her intelligence and looks. Maybe Carol reminded him of Gwen. He shook off the thoughts and turned his head toward her. Surprisingly, she was awake as well.

"Well. I had one hell of a night." Peter finally said, clearing the silence.

"Mmm. I don't think the fun is done quite yet." Carol smirked and ran her hands down Peter's face.

That was another thing Peter forget to mention. He was different. Sure, he played it safe and became the lovable dork everyone loved at first. But the Goblin changed all that. Given the fact that Kraven, Octavius, Max, Norman and Brock pushed him into someone he wasn't meant to be. He changed his looks and attitude. When His aunt died, Norman killed her, Spider-Man died along with them. Then, the Spider was born. A killer, an outcast. Carol thought differently. She later told Pete that there is still good in him, that she still believed in him. "There is good in everyone." The same line her aunt once told him. The time when he quitted being Spider-Man.

"I-I don't know. I'm still drained from last night." Peter guided his hands down her back, softly gripping her tight hips.

"You said that the other time we had 'fun.' You still had some left in you." Carol moved up to his face and leaned her lips into his.

The sweet, soft contact of her lips changed Peter's mind.

"Maybe I did. Maybe I didn't."

The two heroes drifted into each other that night. With nothing else I'm their agenda for the night, the lovebirds fell into another round of lustfull love making. Nether hero would be prepared for the next events that'll eventually take place

Elsewhere.

The man slaughtering that Spider doppelganger could be seen ravaging through piles and piles of trash and battered things. Some papers scattered over the street. Wade Wilson silently crept along the sidewalk, his mind forming thoughts inside his head. 'Congratulations. You killed your 49th dimension. Only One Thousand more to go. Maybe even more.' A voice that floated inside his mind.

"What's the point? I've already killed hundreds of heroes. Isn't this enough?" Wade said out loud.

'You know the answer Wade. We both know that the longer we keep doing this, the more information we'll get from each Man-Thing. Remember the Captain Britain Corps?', if this were a comic book, then a red text box would appear.

"Yeah Yeah. He alerted us of their specialties. And gave us a heads up when they decided enough was enough. What's so special about this world any who? What makes this so different than the other worlds I slaughtered?" Wade stopped for a second. He saw why.

This dimension was fused, with the DC universe. No wonder why the damn Man Thing sent them here, Wade thought. It will not only hurt the Marvel Universe, but also the DC as well.

"This'll be interesting. But first. Where's their Spider-Man of this world? I love killing the overly popular character in these types of chapters. Especially the second one."

And with that being said. Wade approaches the highway that led to New York City, eager to tear some limbs and maybe slice n dice.

End of Chapter One.