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"I'm Vince Peters with Channel 4 news, and I'm on location of yet another one of Deadpool's heroic endeavors. This time we are at the scene of an attempted carjacking. Behind me you can see the perpetrator hanging from a light poll by their underwear."
"I can't stand to watch anymore." With that Peter Fleming turned off the TV in his office. "This costumed menace is becoming a bigger pain then The Cape. I understand that you have had run-ins with him." Fleming turned his chair so he could face the man sitting on the other side of the desk.
"I guess you could say that. We've seen eye to eye on a few things, and we've been on opposing teams on a few things also." The man had on a trench coat even though it was a rather warm day, and he was wearing a pair of sunglasses even though he was inside. He didn't look like an old man, but his white hair gave that kind of impression. "I don't see what the problem is."
"I'm afraid that his vigilante actions might be imitated by others who are not as talented as he is. I'm also worried that with a self appointed sheriff like him around, that people will come around to try and make a name for their selves."
"That is one thing I can guarantee that no one will want to do." The man in the trench coat was chuckling as he said that.
"I fail to see how this situation could be humorous Mr. Summers."
"That's because it's an inside joke. Look Mr. Fleming, it's like I told your liaison, if you just wait it out Deadpool will give up and leave. He has a short attention span. This is just some wild notion he got. God knows how it got put in his head, but he will eventually give up."
"You were not the only one to tell me this. After my man gave me your reply, I started looking around for others who had had dealings with him and might be more amiable to help. They all gave me the same response. I'm glad that you decided to at least meet with me, may I ask why the change of mind?"
"Let's just say that there have been some developments that I decided he needed to be told about. And since I probably have the best guess as how he will react to this, I figured that I should be the one to tell him."
"What kind of developments? I may be able to offer help if I knew what was going on. I am well connected."
"I don't mean to sound disrespectful, but your connections don't mean anything right now. It's a personal matter, and I know that if I don't keep him here long enough to explain what's going on, he may run off and do something that he may regret later."
"Still, I'm happy that you decided to help my city out. Even if you are doing this for personal reasons, it's the end result that matters. And by the way, should you encounter The Cape in your endeavor, I would suggest that you deal with him. He is the most likely candidate for Deadpool being here after all."
"That's none of my business unless he gets in my business."
"How long do you think it will take before you track down Deadpool, and get him out of my city?"
"I already know where he is, so I can go see him today. As to when he leaves, that's going to be up to him. He's doing good things here and the people here like him. This is something he's needed for a long time. I have no plans to take him away. As I said, there is some news I think he needs to know."
"You say you already know where he is?"
"I have a good enough idea. We've been through a bit."
"Then I shall not keep you any longer." Peter Fleming got up and showed his guest to the door. "Maybe I can use Orwell for my own purposes. Mr. Summers said that he would only deal with The Cape if he interfered with his business, and Orwell does seem to have The Capes ear. Well only one way to find out." He said he sat down and began typing on his keyboard.
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