Tyler Dayspring looked over Agent 622 and nodded approvingly.

Deadpool wanted to make trouble for him, did he?

Well, he would have a healthy dose of it coming right his way. Agent 622 was already a big man, but after the treatments, after he had been given the newest in Weapon X enhancement technology, he was terrifying even for someone like Wade Wilson.

But that wasn't even the big part of the plan.

Agent 622 wouldn't just beat Wilson up physically. That's not the best way to take someone down.

No, if you really want to destroy someone, you mess with their mind.

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Natasha was about to send the information to Sam when something strange happened. All of the sudden, the computer screen went dark. She tried rebooting it, but nothing worked.

She looked around. All of the computers were dead.

"What happened?" she asked the nearest agent. She didn't recognize him; he must be a new recruit.

"The computers just stopped working," he replied, shrugging.

Gee, you don't say.

"We've been hacked," Natasha breathed.

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Tyler left SHIELD headquarters, satisfied.

His position had gotten him in unnoticed. The uniforms were similar enough that people might even think he worked for SHIELD.

Now Wade Wilson would never know who he was.

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I finally heard my phone ring. Sam Wilson's number flashed on the screen.

"Hello? Who am I, Sam?"

Sam sighed. "Well, you see-"

"What do I see?"

"Ask your eyes."

"That doesn't even make sense."

"Got a problem with that?"

"Actually, yes. My life and origins are sort of shrouded in a dark veil of mystery and intrigue, so yes, I would like stuff to make sense."

"What's this even have to do with anything?"

"I don't know. Just talk."

"Ok." Sam took a breath, then said, "Someone hacked SHIELD. Our database, our operating system, everything's down."

"Well, that's a sticky wicket."

"A what?"

"It's a British saying. It means a predicament."

"Ok... Whatever. Anyway, we lost our data on Tyler Dayspring, Wade Wilson, Jack- all that."

I felt my heart sink. "You mean...?"

"Yes. I'm sorry. We couldn't get it done."

I said nothing. Just wondered why. Why me? Why all this? Why couldn't I just have a normal life like everyone else?

Then a spark of hope came to me. "Who looked up the info?" I asked Sam.

"Agent Natasha Romanov."

Oh great. Natasha. Probably the same Natasha I hit on the head in the subway tunnel.

"Ask her what she remembers."

"Will do."

I hung up.

Maybe there was a chance after all.

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Tyler Dayspring watched Natasha Romanov at her house.

Taking her down would not be easy.

But if anyone could do it, it was Agent 622.

Natasha must be silenced.