The young freelance photographer stopped by a shop. He upgraded his camera increase his pictures qualities. He continued his work for the Daily Bugle; however, knowing his boss, Mr. Jameson, time was money. He held his camera in anticipation for the next action with Spider-man battle, but the city was clear in broad daylight. There had been no activity on the streets lately. A tap came on his shoulder from an upbeat stranger, wearing a red trench coat, and white hair.
He asked. "Hey kid. Do you know where I could find the nearest pizza joint from here?"
"Sure, there is one down the street. Just go straight from there and then turn left. You should be able to get there." Peter instructed.
"Sounds good, thanks kid." He replied.
Peter sighed in disappointment and thought. "Spider-man hasn't been patrolling on the streets lately, so I hope I could at least get something."
Wind howled as a paper Ad slapped Peter in the face. He read the ad on the paper it said, "Hero Con Expo. Come one and come all." Due to Mr. Jameson constant abuse of Spider-man, he was not a fan of super heroes. At least mask heroes, so he says. At Parker's rate he was willing to try anything to get a profit.
Chun Li nudged Peter in concern. "Hey, what happen to all that optimism you always have?" she inquired as the two chilled at a café having coffee together.
"There hasn't been any Spider-man action as of lately throughout the streets. I mean its New York for crying out load. I never imagine it'd be this quiet."
Chun Li placed her hand on Peter's shoulder. "Don't worry Peter I'm sure something will come up. After all, I'm sure there are super villains still planning out there. And I'd be lying if I said I too was curious about what's going on. But relax I'm sure something will come up."
"Thanks Chun Li, I feel a little better now." Peter smiled. "By the way, would you like to…?" Peter inquired about to asked out Chun Li.
She quickly declined softy. "Sorry, I can't. I'm investing a new lead, so we can't be together this time Peter. Maybe next time okay."
The next day, as the Hero Convention started, Peter took picture of different heroes. Kids, adults and young adults attended dressed as the favorite superheroes heroes. Their attire had consistent of different hero groups such as Avengers, Defenders, X-men, New Warriors and more.
Deadpool appeared as the Guest of Honor. He performed for the audience with all sorts of generic poses. To Deadpool, he was the best hero there was. "That's right ladies, be sure to get my good side." He gloated. "I hope I get more screen time, maybe that stupid author can make me an autobiography."
The fan girls left Deadpool's side as they caught sight of somebody different.
This left him head scratching and asked. "Hey, where are you going? Yours truly is right here."
The fan girls sudden became emotionally attached to the person in white hair, and a red trench coat. It was the same person Peter had given directions to. He was just minding his own business eating pizza, and not paying attention to the girls staring at him.
The girls talked amongst themselves. "Where do you think he's from?"
"I don't know. You think he's a part of Heroes for Hire?" a girl inquired
"He sure is charming. I want to ask him out." Another girl said.
Deadpool slammed his fist on the table in jealously. "That guy is stealing my spotlight. I'll show him! Doesn't he know who the real star of this story is?"
He felt like his fame had been robbed. He approached the man stomping his feet. As he came to his last slice, it was shot Deadpool.
"Oops did I do that?" Deadpool moaned sarcastically.
"Hey! I really like that pizza." Dante shot back.
"Aw, too bad. I guess that's the end of your pizza." He replied sinisterly.
He exclaimed. "Well then, I hope you expect to pay for it. Once I'm through with you."
"How about… No?" Deadpool guessed.
Deadpool shot multiple rounds at him, but countered with his own bullets.
"You're going to pay for destroying my pizza!" He shot back.
Dante quickly unleashed his Rebellion sword as he hailed at Deadpool. He created a magical shield to protect the audience from the fight. The two of them matched blow for blow of fast sword power. Deadpool continued to shot a fury of bullets at Dante, but he parried them with his own bullets.
Deadpool's guns were powerful military handguns and Dante's guns were demonic. As the two clashed blades, they manage land a strike on each other. Both of their injuries healed quickly, before they could blink.
"Hmph. You don't look like any Weapon X clone to me." Deadpool noticed.
"And I don't sense any demonic presences inside of you." Dante added.
It couldn't be a coincidence of two wisecracking, sword -gun wielding, mercenaries, clashing with in an epic fight. Every kid and adult watched the match with the utmost enjoyment. Their heroes (fighting something other than crime) were absolutely ground breaking. Peter took many photos of the two heroes dueling in hopes to please his boss.
Deadpool and Dante took their distance and prepared for a final strike. Only one would win this battle as the two sharpened their blades. It was like a final samurai duel. The two then leaped in the air and clashed swords for the final time.
Both fighters went down to their knees, but quickly recovered from the strikes. The audiences were totally speechless on the outcome. A moment later, they cheered for the two heroes.
"Best… convention… ever!" one boy said.
Deadpool and Dante shook hands acknowledging each other's strengths, and waved to the crowd. The fans took pictures of them to remember the event. Peter had taken most of the pictures for the Bugle. He couldn't wait to see the look on his bosses face, for something other than Spider-man.
Mr. Jameson glanced at the photos Deadpool and Dante battling. "Ugh, where do these crazy lunatics come from? There should be a registration act for these freaks."
Thus raise his steam pressure; the picture didn't make him happier, just more aggressive than usual. Peter was happy for two reasons: One is that he got a pay raise for the new photos. Second, he got to see his boss be annoyed, by someone than Spider-man. He shook his head in hopelessness of his boss's predictable reaction. But in a way everybody wins.
