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3. Deadpool vs. Red Hood3. Deadpool vs. Red Hood by ~ZiggytheNinja
"We're comin' up a little fast, Batsy," said Deadpool uneasily, "You gonna slow down?"
"No," Batman said, "Brace yourself." The Batmobile stopped abruptly and Deadpool was thrown forward. His neck broke and he hung in the backseat, quite still. Then he got up and massaged his neck.
"I would appreciate if you people would stop killing me," he said. "Look, there's Harvey's car! He's about to get out!" Deadpool and Batman rushed to Harvey's side.
"What the hell?" said Harvey, "Who are you two?!"
"Mr. Harvey, you're in danger," said Batman, "Get back in your--"
"LOOK OUT!" said Deadpool. He shoved Harvey away and a bullet
2. Deadpool vs. Batman2. Deadpool vs. Batman by ~ZiggytheNinja
"Mmm, why don't we lose the mask and get to bed, sweetie?"
"Bitch, are you insane? This mask is my game face, and in case you haven't noticed, I'm playing fucking Excitebike! You have any idea how hard this game is?"
"I wasn't paid for this! I'm outta here!" The woman angrily got up and marched toward the door.
"Fine! Leave then! I guess you don't want to see me make first place on level B5!" She slammed the door. "She'll be back." Deadpool's racer crashed into someone's backside and tumbled off the road. He threw down the controller. "Maybe I should actually focus on finding this Deathstroke guy." He got up and headed toward
1. Deadpool vs. Deathstroke1. Deadpool vs. Deathstroke by ~ZiggytheNinja
"Man, I don't even know what I'm doing here. One minute, Wolvie's all like, 'You wanna bother somebody, fight that split-face guy in Gotham City,' next I know I'm getting kicked out of the airport for trying to bring guns and swords onto a plane and telling the stewardess how nice a rack she has. She had, like, Z cups, you know? Okay, stop here, I think this is it." Deadpool removed the gun from the trucker's temple and got out of the car. "Thanks for the lift, bro, I know it was a three hour drive. It's good to have someone that can listen once in a while."
"Please...please leave me...alone..." stammered the truck driver.
No More Ruffians Late at night, in a neighborhood in a city, we'll call that city the City, in a damp alleyway, a man wearing a hat and vest tromped, pulling a cigarette out of his pockets. Two men stepped out of the shadows and stood in his path.No More Ruffians by ~ZiggytheNinja
"Where you off to?" one of them asked. The man in the hat paused, then squeezed his thumb and his index finger on the tip of his cigarette. When he let go, the cigarette was lit and the tip had begun to smoke.
"I asked you a question, mate," said the sketchy gentleman again.
"Cut to the chase, Larry," the other man said, "Listen, give us your wallet and you can go on about your business. Be quick abo