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They were chasing the man down the streets of Manhattan, he had just shot the editor of the most famous newspaper in New York. People were furious and going crazy over this, so it was up to Spider-Man and his S.H.I.E.L.D. team to capture him. They chased the man down an alleyway and had him cornered.
“Who are you?” White Tiger asked, as it was hard for them to see in the dark, “And why did you kill Jameson?”
Nova gasped as the man turned around and faced the dim light. He had a red and black suit on with a belt and a mask on with two tiny slits covered in white for his eyes to see. He had what seemed like two katanas attached to his back and all his other weapons were on his belt. His hands were on his hips and you could see him smiling through his mask.
“Deadpool!” Spider-Man exclaimed, shocked.
“Spider-babe! Nice to see that sweet ass again!” Deadpool replied enthusiastically.
Power Man snapped, “Answer her question! Why did you kill him?”
“How else am I going to pay for all this awesomeness?” Deadpool ran his finger up and down his body, “Besides, nobody really liked him anyway,” he put his finger on his mouth and his other hand on his hip and pouted teasingly.
“Anyway, I have to get going. Taco Bell closes soon and I need my chimichangas. Toodle-loo!”
Deadpool ran straight at them which took everyone by surprise. They quickly moved out of the way. Deadpool kept running out of the alleyway and into the darkness.
“Come on guys, we can’t let him get away like that!” Spider-Man shouted.
He turned and started running in the direction Deadpool had run in with everyone else following him, but it was too late, they couldn’t see him anywhere.