The Adeventures of DeadPool (and Young Justice)

With Kid Flash down, clutching his leg and cursing Wade's less-than-heroic tactics, the rest of the team stared at Wade with a mixture of disbelief and outrage. But Wade, of course, loved every second of it.

("Awww, look at them! They're like puppies. Angry, heroic puppies!")

"Yeah," Wade muttered under his breath, spinning one of his katanas. "Except these puppies bite."

Robin flung a batarang, and Wade only just managed to duck as it exploded against the wall behind him. "Nice aim!" he called out, flashing a grin. "But maybe you should go back to practice mode. That was waaaay off!"

Robin clenched his fists, his blue eyes narrowing. "You think this is a joke? You're not dangerous as you think, and we're taking you down!"

"Oh please," Wade said, giving an exaggerated eye roll. "Look around, Skyler—I am the danger." He shifted his stance, knowing this was about to get a lot more intense.

(Remember, use their strengths against them. Think on your feet, and keep moving.)

"Yeah, yeah, strategy, yadda yadda…" Wade mumbled, as he sized up Superboy, who was cracking his knuckles, muscles tense, ready to launch himself forward. Wade smirked. "But Wise Voice, who needs strategy when you have pure, unfiltered, breakneck Bombs!"

Crazy Voice (bubbly and excited): ("Oooh, let's try that one move from that other superhero movie! You know, the one with all the explosions!")

"Oh, I know the one~" Wade grinned, his eyes gleaming. "Alright, team, time for a lesson in creative chaos!"

Just as Superboy charged, Wade dove to the side, sliding along the floor to avoid a barrage of arrows from Artemis.

Wade popped up and found himself face-to-face with Aqualad. "Nigua man! You've glowing!" Wade chirped, looking at the glowing water blades in his hands.

Aqualad didn't take the bait. He swung his blades with precision, his attacks swift and clean.

"Alright, you're good," Wade said between dodges, catching his breath. "But there's one little issue…"

With a quick flick of his katana, Wade angled Aqualad's arm just enough to deflect one of his swings—right into the path of an arrow Artemis had just launched.

"Bingo!" Wade said with a grin as Aqualad pulled back, narrowly avoiding Artemis' arrow. "Teamwork's only fun when it works, nyhahaha!"

But before he could laugh any further, Superboy tackled him from behind, slamming him to the ground. Superboy scowled, pinning Wade down with a grip that felt like iron. "Stop moving," he growled.

Pain shot through his spine, but he managed a laugh."that's what he said~"

(Quick, think of a distraction!)

Without missing a beat, Wade turned his head and shouted, "Hey, Miss Martian,did you tell superboy the Truth?!...you can't make him forget that you raped him" He put on his best shocked and appalled look.

Miss Martian, hovering nearby, looked genuinely startled. "What?! I didn't—"

"Oh sure, now she denies it," Wade said, barely suppressing his laughter. The distraction worked, and Superboy loosened his grip just enough for Wade to slip out from under him.

"Alright, sidekicks" he calls out, cracking his knuckles. "Let's make this quick. You've got about 13 line of dialogue ..so you have to share! "

Wade rolls his shoulders, feeling the familiar twinge of adrenaline in his veins. The crazy voice in his head is screaming for more chaos, while the wise voice keeps nudging him toward a tactical retreat.

Round One: Robin

Wade darts for Robin, practically throwing himself into the fight. Robin's on high alert, tossing explosive batarangs that burst around Wade in clouds of smoke and sparks. But Wade's plowing forward, determined, wild.

"You really think some smoke and mirrors can save you?" he snarls, breaking through the smoke to lock eyes with Robin.

He lunges, swinging wildly. Robin dodges but barely, the surprise clear in his eyes as Wade closes in too fast. Wade manages to catch Robin's arm, twisting it painfully until there's a loud pop—Robin drops to his knees, gritting his teeth.

"Stick to the shadows, kid," Wade chuckles, kneeing him in the ribs. "Tough fights aren't your style."

Robin falls to the ground, clutching his side, barely conscious. Wade watches him with a twisted smile before staggering toward the next target.

Round Two: Miss Martian

Without warning, a sudden pressure crashes down on his mind. His vision blurs, and it's like hands are clawing through his memories, ripping open doors he locked for a reason. Wade freezes, realizing he's under attack not in the physical world but within the battlefield of his own mind.

"Oh, so we're doing the psychic thing?" Wade chuckles, though his body trembles under her influence. "All right, M'gann.

In a low, mocking tone, Wade hisses, "Did you ever wonder why Uncle Manhunter forbid you from entering my mind?"

M'gann's mental gasp echoes as she feels his memories claw at her own sanity, an overwhelming cascade of madness and violence, something beyond anything she's ever faced. "Aaaaaah make...it stooop!"With a cry, she pulls out, tumbling backward as her mind snaps back to reality, and Wade watches with satisfaction as she clutches her head, screaming.

"Yeah… that's why," he murmurs, smirking as M'gann's body falls limp, her consciousness shattered.

Round Two: Superboy

The moment M'gann collapses, Superboy's furious roar fills the air. He locks eyes on Wade, face twisted in rage. "What did you do to her?!"

Wade can barely contain his grin. "Oh, relax, Wonder Boy. She just peeked where she shouldn't have. Guess curiosity killed more than just cats."

"Superboy wait!"aqualad tried 

Superboy's response is pure, uncontrolled fury. He charges Wade, the ground cracking under his feet. Wade braces himself, muttering to the voices in his head, "Well, looks like we are fucked~"

Superboy's fist connects with Wade's ribs, and Wade feels the impact as bones snap. The pain is blinding, and he's launched through the air, slamming into a nearby wall. Stars blur his vision, and he struggles to get up, laughing even as blood fills his mouth.

"Is that… all you got?" Wade rasps, trying to sound tougher than he feels. Superboy storms over, grabbing him by the collar and lifting him clean off the ground, his eyes burning with barely contained anger.

"You're done, wade," Superboy growls. He slams Wade back down, his fist coming down hard. Wade barely has time to twist, the punch grazing his face instead of shattering his jaw.

Wade coughs, feeling his healing factor kick in but slower than he'd like. He's got seconds to think, and the ideas rush into his mind like wild, chaotic flashes. "All right, boys, what do we got?" he mutters to the voices.

The wise one murmurs, "Go for his weak spot. Use your leg"

The childlike voice giggles, "Why not make him play tag?"

Then he remembers his Death Tattoo—the ink curling darkly along his right arm, thrumming with a power he rarely taps into. With a sly grin, Wade focuses his energy, feeling the tattoo flare to life as it locks onto Superboy's life force, feeding off the intense power in his grip.

The energy surges into Wade's arm, flowing through him in dark tendrils. His strength begins to return, and he feels the fractured bones in his body begin to knit themselves back together, healed not by his natural regeneration, but by the raw life force siphoning from Superboy.

Superboy frowns, a flash of confusion crossing his face as he starts to feel the drain. His grip loosens just slightly, and Wade chuckles darkly.

"See, that's the funny thing about me," Wade wheezes. "No luck without the suck ~"

In one swift motion, Wade jerks his knee up into Superboy's gut. The impact jars the grip on his collar, giving Wade just enough leverage to twist and break free. He stumbles back, a wicked grin spreading as he watches Superboy sway, weakened and dazed from the life force that's been leeched from him.

"Lesson of the day, Junior…" Wade says, almost breathlessly, "don't let emotions make you sloppy."

Superboy struggles to move, his body betraying him as his strength continues to fade. Wade cracks his neck, his body still battered but energized enough to capitalize on Superboy's sudden vulnerability. With a final, powerful punch to the jaw, Wade sends Superboy reeling backward, collapsing to the ground.

Wade stands over him, panting, body aching, blood dripping from fresh wounds. 4 down 2 to go~

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