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It was the middle of the night. The time of night that Deadpool and The Cape prefer to do the majority of their business. It was three days since their visit to the new water treatment plant, but nothing had changed. No new guards were added to the detail. They must have never noticed the missing test tube, or they didn't know it had been there.
Orwell didn't accompany the duo. Deadpool was adamant that she stay away and safe. They didn't need her to accompany them. She could tell them anything she needed to by way of walkie-talkie.
The plan they had came up with was simple enough. Deadpool teleports himself and Cape back to the new plant, Orwell tells them what wires to cross, and Deadpool teleports them back. The plan didn't include police officers waiting for them inside the control room.
"Don't move! ARK securities. You're under arrest." The two men were surrounded by twenty members of the ARK police force.
Crap.
Crap.
"Crap."
What do we do now o great hero? We're not supposed to fight the police.
"We do what we do." Deadpool tackled The Cape. "Sorry, but this town is already familiar with you as its hero." He whispered to The Cape.
Before The Cape could answer, Deadpool rolled off him and The Cape vanished in a puff of red smoke.
"Looks like it's just us now."
"Wrong." The voice was familiar. Deadpool followed it back to see Chess, but it wasn't Chess. This man wasn't hiding in the shadows or wearing a green costume. He was wearing a nice suite, and hiding behind a wall of cops. "I was hoping to catch that criminal scum The Cape, but I guess the city will still rest easier knowing one of his confederates is behind bars. And that their insidious plot to poison the good people of Palm City did not come to fruition."
Did he just say that we were the ones trying to poison the water?
Am I the only one who's starting to think that the test tube was left for us to find.
"This is going to be bad." Deadpool made a quick break into the police officers, forcing them to use hand to hand combat instead of their firearms.
Deadpool was a furry of movement as he blocked attack after attack. More than a few landed just because of the number of police officers he was fighting at one time. It hurt like hell each time one of them got a correct strike, but thankfully his regenerative powers kept him on his feet. He just needed to get to either a door or window. Any exit would do to get him to open ground. Sure it meant that the ARK officers could draw their guns and fire at him, but it was better than staying in a closed space with people he wasn't allowed to kill.
Deadpool had been driven to his knees a few times, but he did eventually make it to a window. And he promptly dove through it. "After him!"
The control room was close to the center of the plant. Deadpool still had some ground to cover before he would make it outside. He ducked and weaved and ran for all he was worth to the main exit. Deadpool through open the door, and was greeted by a flood of light and the sound of guns being cocked. When his eyes adjusted enough, Deadpool was that he was completely surrounded. The ARK cops must have been waiting for a cue to surround the building.
Crap.
Crap.
"Stop saying that."
"Hands up. You're under arrest. Please don't try and resist." It was just a detached, bodiless voice from behind the lights.
There was no way around it now. It was either fight or face the farce they called justice around here. Deadpool thanked his lucky stars that the area was still under construction, and moved behind an earth mover. When he saw an office stick their head out the door, he opened fired off a few rounds to help change their mind. His warning shots were misinterpreted by the officers surrounding the plant, and they opened fire on his location.
This is so not going as planned.
"Maybe not as The Cape planned, but it's about on par with mine."
You couldn't make a plan for a complicated breakfast, let alone something like this.
"Could and did. It came to me the other night when we went for that walk."
Before or after you got blown up?
That's a low blow, but a good question.
"After."
Then why didn't you let us in on it?
"You were with me when I put it into motion"
Oh yeah, now I remember. You think we can pull it off?
Wait I don't know what's going on. What plan?
"This is SHIELD. Stand down and await further orders." The voice was feminine and forceful. Bright lights shown down from the helicarrier that served as both headquarters and transport for SHIELD. The Calvary was here.
Oh, that plan. I thought you were calling Nick just to say hi.
"I did warn Orwell not to mess with SHIELD."
Thank God they are paranoid as all get out.
That and the fact that they keep very close tabs on us.
The fire from jet packs could be seen as they slowed the fall of SHIELD agents. They were taking this very seriously. There must have been a hundred agents that descended.
"Okay. Phase one is done. I got some ligite law here. What was part two?"
You don't remember?
Turn self in!
"Oh, yeah." Deadpool put down all his weapons, raised his hands, and walked out from cover. "I surrender!"
"Shut up Deadpool. We're not here after you." The person who answered was not Nick Fury. It was a male voice though.
Ouch. That had to hurt.
Do we offend? Maybe it's time to change deodorant.
"So you're here for my boss Chess? He paid me to deliver some of this stuff to Mr. Fleming tonight." Deadpool held up the test tube, but there was something in it now.
"Shut him up!" The voice came from the inside of the building, and the ARK officers opened fire again. Deadpool took a few hits, but was saved by a bellow.
"BETRAYER!" The voice rang out loudly in the open space. The Cape had returned from wherever it was Deadpool sent him, and he was not happy. It caused the ARK officers to pause. And that allowed the SHIELD agents time enough to assert their authority.
The Cape appeared beside the injured Deadpool in a swirl of his cape. He didn't give Deadpool time to give any defense for his words. The Cape punched Deadpool so hard that Deadpool staggered back. The Cape didn't relent on his offensive. He threw his cape out. Deadpool moved his head to the side in time to keep it from getting wrapped up, but The Cape grabbed a brick from the pile behind Deadpool. He pulled his cape back to him, and hit Deadpool in the back of his head with the brick.
This caused Deadpool to stager forward and into another big fist from The Cape. This time, Deadpool didn't stager back. He fell backwards using the momentum to kick The Cape under the chin. Cape also did a back flip so to roll with the kick. Both men were on the ground, and both got up quickly. They began throwing punches and kicks and counters quickly. The Cape was getting in some good blows, but he was taking his fair share of them as well. He knew he wouldn't be able to this up. He was good, but he knew Deadpool was better.
The Cape swirled his cape around himself and vanished in a puff of gray smoke. He reappeared in the same fashion just a few yards away. He threw out his cape again, and this time he hit home and grabbed Deadpool around the neck. Deadpool did a corkscrew jump into The Cape. The two heroes rolled around on the ground, each trying to get an upper hand against the other.
Deadpool was so focused on attacking The Cape that he didn't notice that The Cape had wrapped him thoroughly in the cape. "Now listen." The Cape whispered into Deadpool's ear before letting him up. When Deadpool did get up, he saw time slow down. He could see The Capes movements, and it was like he was stuck in maple syrup. Deadpool couldn't figure it out. He could see The Capes attacks and had time to block them, but he'd feel the impact before he was halfway into a block.
To the on looking ARK officers and SHIELD agents, Deadpool was the one moving in slow motion. It was like he didn't think any of The Capes punches or strikes were worth blocking. Even with his regeneration, Deadpool could only take so much damage before he could be knocked out, and regardless of what anyone thinks, regeneration doesn't make one immune to pain.
Deadpool went down to a knee, and The Cape delivered a final knockout blow that put Deadpool out for the count. The Cape stood above a knocked out Deadpool. The Cape was panting, and visibly hurting from such a violent brawl. The Cape didn't have time to relax or catch his breath. He was still surrounded by Flemings personal goon squad. Sure some of them might be clean, but it was more likely that most were dirty cops.
"Stray right where you are! I am Evander Justice of SHIELD. You are under arrest!" The agent in charge finally identified himself. The Cape couldn't take the time to find out if he could trust this man. He swirled his cape around him, and vanished in a puff of gray smoke.
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