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Vince had set the meeting up for midnight at a parking garage. He didn't expect Deadpool to readily agree to a place that he picked, but he wasn't about to look a gift horse in the mouth either. The parking garage offered a lot of cover and plenty of escape routes. He had been there for a while just scoping the place out. He was being cautious enough to keep out of sight of where a sniper could easily take him out. If what he'd heard of Deadpool was true, he was just as deadly up close as he was at range.
It was a few minutes past midnight and Vince was getting ready to make a stealthy retreat when he heard a rather unique voice.
"Hello. Cape. Are you here?"
"I take it that you are Deadpool."
"Bright one ain't he? What? That was a complement."
"Why have you been trying to get into touch with me?"
"I want to join you in your quest to rid this town of its criminal element."
"You're not exactly the hero type. I did some research on you. You're a mercenary, and rumor is that you're here to take me out."
"He figured it out rather fast. Crap did I say that out loud? Well now that you know why I'm here I guess I better get it over with."
"Hold on! I thought you wanted to be a hero?"
"I did. Do. Have been. But this is who I am, and I am what I am. I thought that would work."
"What did you do with the bank robbers?"
"I turned them over to the police. Now stand still so I can give you some lead poisoning and collect my half a mill." Deadpool drew his guns, but The Cape was weaving in and out of the parked cars to keep Deadpool from getting a good shot.
"If you're not a hero, why didn't you just kill those men instead of capturing them?"
"I wasn't getting paid to kill them."
"So you are only killing me for the money? Doesn't sound very heroic to me." The Cape stepped into view long enough to use the cape to disarm Deadpool of his guns.
"I'm not a hero." Deadpool said as he drew his swords.
"Could have fooled me. A villain would have killed those men. No scratch that. A villain wouldn't have even bothered to stop the robbers."
"So I had a pain of conscious. I blame Siryn. That Scottish vixen really shakes my world. No I mean it, her mutant attack shacks my very core."
"But you still did it. You could join me like you said you wanted to do."
"And how would that benefit my bank account?"
"Fleming is rich. Something has to happen to his money when he's put away." Deadpool stopped looking for The Cape at that statement.
"Who's Fleming?"
"He's the guy who's paying you to kill me, or at least he's the one I suspect."
"No his name was Pawn, or Rook. Or maybe it was Checkers?"
"You mean Chess?"
"Yeah that's him. So you plan to have me help you and he pay me? I like the idea. I get to be a hero and get paid. Maybe I can take Siryn out after this. Who asked you anyways? Why don't you both shut up?" Vince could see that this would be interesting to say the least. Thankfully Deadpool didn't seem to notice Vince was hypnotizing him the whole time they were talking, but Vince was worried about who Deadpool was talking to?
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