It had certainly been an interesting night. He had decided he was getting too soft with the teleportation belt, and besides, it was due for a malfunction or something, so he had stored it away. He went with just a pair of pistols and knives to hunt some of the Darkness, after only a little while he had gotten a nasty feeling someone was following him, the shot confirmed it, the tranquillizer was in, and then a couple more, apparently they knew who he was.
Now here he was waiting in a cage, feeling a bit groggy but otherwise fine. It seemed as though he was a new target in one of these hunts he had heard about. This was confirmed with the atypical gloating and talking about how doomed people were. This guy needed a speech writer or something, the material was always so predictable and dry. Blah blah blah, you won't get away, blah blah blah, got a special surprise. If there was always a special surprise, was it really that much of a surprise? No, its more like a predictable twist.
As the doors opened, Deadpool sauntered out, singing a merry tune. There would no doubt be some bad ass mofo's out to get him, maybe they would even kill him, but he'd tried it himself more times then he could remember, and it never worked, if they managed it, good for them. He'd have to find out how they did it.
"In the summer time when the weather is high. You can chase right up and touch the sky! When the weather's right, you got women, you got women on your mind. Have a drink, have a drive, go out and see what you can find"
Deadpool Open if you can handle the crazy
Now here he was waiting in a cage, feeling a bit groggy but otherwise fine. It seemed as though he was a new target in one of these hunts he had heard about. This was confirmed with the atypical gloating and talking about how doomed people were. This guy needed a speech writer or something, the material was always so predictable and dry. Blah blah blah, you won't get away, blah blah blah, got a special surprise. If there was always a special surprise, was it really that much of a surprise? No, its more like a predictable twist.
As the doors opened, Deadpool sauntered out, singing a merry tune. There would no doubt be some bad ass mofo's out to get him, maybe they would even kill him, but he'd tried it himself more times then he could remember, and it never worked, if they managed it, good for them. He'd have to find out how they did it.
"In the summer time when the weather is high. You can chase right up and touch the sky! When the weather's right, you got women, you got women on your mind. Have a drink, have a drive, go out and see what you can find"