"Where are you going?" ask Nemesis, following behind Deadpool AKA Chip as he walked through a maze of hallways on the helicarrier.
"I hafta see an old friend," Chip replied. He turned right, then left, then right again, and stopped outside a plain SHIELD agent's quarters. The name plate read, 'Hendrix, Chase'. Chip started knocking and only stopped when a voice shouted over the noise.
"Come in already!" Chip opened the door and both he and Nemesis walked in.
Inside was a small room, neat and tidy, with a bed against one wall, a closet against another and a desk along the third. A man in a SHIELD uniform sat at the desk, typing on a laptop. The man finished his sentence, then closed the laptop.
"Oh, of course it's you Chip," he said, turning around. His left eye had two scars crossing over it, forming an 'x'.
"Seriously!" Chip complained. "How'd you know it was me?"
"Because Pops, Junior and Five all have voices in their heads, and make random, spasmodic statements."
"Oh. Anyways, Redeye, this is Nemesis. Nemesis, this is Redeye, or Deadpool the Good."
"I'm the only one that doesn't wear the Deadpool costume," said Redeye. "But did you come just to introduce me?" he asked Chip.
"Nah. Fury wants me to follow her around, like twenty-four seven, cause he doesn't know if she's guilty for killing fifteen agents or not. Nemesis claims Zemo did it. I wanted to ask if you knew a way to find out."
"The Chicago killing, right? Let me see." Redeye sat down at his desk, and opened his laptop back up.
While they were waiting for him, Chip lay down on the perfectly made bed, rumpling the sheets. Nemesis leaned against the wall and pulled off her mask. Short, dark hair fell out, tangled and messy from being in the mask. Her face was a little pale, but had a slight natural darkness. Her eyes were black.
"Hey, uh, aren't super heroes-slash-villains not supposed to remove their masks?" asked Chip, sitting upright.
"Only if they've got an identity worth hiding," replied Nemesis. "But I never use my 'normal' identity. My name's Andromeda, by the way. Andromeda St. Ives."
"Can I call you Andy?"
She laughed. "Hahaha. No."
"I think I've got something," Redeye announced, turning around. Chip and Nemesis hurried over. "See, I've hacked into the city surveillance cameras, which is actually very easy, by the way. See here," he said playing a video. "There is some figure running away, can't tell who it is, and then there's another figure, Nemesis, running after. It doesn't prove much, but it's a good start."
"Do you think it'll get me out of babysitting Andy here?" asked Chip.
"Do NOT call me Andy," growled Nemesis.
"Well, it might get you out of it, but unlikely," said Redeye, ignoring Nemesis. "I'll send the video to Fury. I can keep looking for more evidence though, if you want."
"Yeah, thanks, pal. Come on, Andy." Deadpool left.
"Nemesis growled, but followed.