When Su Ming dragged Wade into the wrecked top-floor laboratory, he found chaos.
Thing and Human Torch were fighting, Reed sat on the floor in a daze, and Susan was nowhere to be seen.
A S.H.I.E.L.D. team and the X-Men had arrived at the same time and were facing off. The arrivals were Agent Sitwell and Wolverine, and Logan had jumped out of the Blackbird Jet demanding to know where the enemy was and who he needed to cut down.
Click.
Wade pulled out a phone he had gotten from Aphrodite and snapped a picture.
The bald S.H.I.E.L.D. agent knew when to cut his losses. The moment he saw Deathstroke, he withdrew with his team, even giving Deathstroke a polite smile before he left.
Calling them a S.H.I.E.L.D. team was generous. They were more like a Hydra team. But that had nothing to do with Su Ming. The little baldy was clever enough; he could stay and play with Fury.
Wade, on the other hand, couldn't keep still. He darted around the smoking, teetering ruins.
"I've got to photograph this and post it. Firsthand news will get me loads of followers." He tilted his head as if The Nonexistent Audience had said something. "That guy over there is Wolverine? The Healing Factor they put in me came from him? If it weren't for him, there'd have been no experiment, and I wouldn't be disfigured?"
Apparently, he got another answer from the void. Without another word, he drew the twin swords from his back and charged Wolverine. The two immediately fell to fighting.
"Who the fuck are you?"
Logan had seen Deadpool arrive with Deathstroke, but it had never occurred to him that the red-and-black freak would rush over and attack. It made no sense.
But after taking a stab wound,