This is a book about Deadpool in DC Universe. Want to know what happened? Come and read at your own risk.

Note: I am not that adept in either DC or Marvel Comic Series as I have never read the comics continously before. But this book would have a combination of what I know in DCEU and comics that I found in youtube. So it's a little bit of an AU, but still DC... With Deadpool that is.

Tags: Action, Deadpool, R-18, Mature, Comedy, Drama, DC, Anti-Hero, No Harém

The love interest is on the Cover. Aren't they lovely?

Disclaimer: I do not own DC or Marvel in anyways, obviously. This is but a fanfiction about them. I also do not own the cover, so if you're the owner and want it down, just tell me.

This is a book about Deadpool in DC Universe. Want to know what would happen? Come and read at your own risk!

Note: I am not that adept with the happenings in either DC or Marvel Comic Series as I have never read the comics continuously before. But this book would have a combination of what I know in DCEU and comics that I found in youtube. So it's a little bit of an AU, but still DC... With Deadpool that is.

Tags: Action, Wade x Harley, R-18, Mature, Comedy, Drama, DCEU x Comics, No Harém, Romance, MCU x Comics

The love interest is on the Cover. Aren't they lovely?

Disclaimer: I do not own DC or Marvel in any ways, obviously. This is but a fanfiction about them. I also do not own the cover, so if you're the owner and want it down, just tell me.

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"So, Millhouse, you're telling me that you come from the world that I'm always acknowledging because I'm some shitty comic book character and that's how I was written?"

"No, you're one of the best of the comic book characters ever and that's how you were written."

"Fair, and did they ever make any other media about me. Like a movie or something?"

"Yeah, they did a shitty adaptation in a Wolverine origin story and then gave you 2 movies."

"And who played me?"

"Funny enough, Ryan Reynolds. In all three adaptations. He made us proud with the Deadpool movies. The Wolverine movie with you was great for the first part, but then they sewed your mouth shut. Ruined the depiction entirely."

"Those cunt nuggets!"

"I know right. Your nickname is the Merc with a Mouth. It's your biggest gimmick as a character and they fucked it up."

"You know what Morton, you're a pretty cool guy. I'll remember that after I pistol whip you and bring you to the pale Mr. Clean for a fuck load of cash."

"Or you could help me, and I could probably get you more money and even some really cool weapons on top of that?"

"Hmmm, well you do drive a hard bargain Marty. Count me in."

The two men clinked their beer bottles and proceeded to chug them as they continued to their conversation. Deadpool found himself at peace because someone actually understood a deeper part of him that no one ever really had before. Milton was simply enjoying his night and trying to get a powerful ally on his side. He knew that Lex Luthor would send others as Wade was always a bit of a wildcard and could be extremely unpredictable.

Meanwhile, the girls had been following Milton and DP, but they couldn't follow them because the girls were underage.

"Who do you think that guy is?"

"Maybe he's someone from the other world Milton was talking about? Better report back to the Watchtower just to be on the safe side."

Little did they know that sending the message was a big mistake.

*BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!*

A nearby car had exploded, and people began running around in a huge panic. There was a guy riding a motorcycle with a skull mask and a hood. He jumped off the motorcycle and landed in a roll outside the bar with Milton and DP inside.

"Oh shit, Taskmaster."

"You seriously are a giant comic book nerd that knows everyone."

"Yeah, let's try to take him away from the civilians before someone gets hurt that doesn't need to."

Milton and DP ran outside to meet Taskmaster and he looked ready for a fight.

"Do you think he wears a cup?"

"Only one way to find out."

Milton pulled his leg back, and with all his strength, dinged Taskmaster right in the dick and bolted like the Flash with Deadpool in tow. Taskmaster hit the ground like a sack of potatoes and was left to cry like a little bitch.

The girls began to ensure that any civilians in the area were safe and able to evacuate the area. They were in street clothes so busting out any powers or weapons was a no go, but they could at least help people get away from the clusterfuck that was brought upon by Taskmaster.

Taskmaster finally recovered from his nut kick and went to a backpack on his motorcycle. He rummaged around till he found what he was looking for: an athletic cup. He put it in his pants and hopped on his bike, chasing down the target and someone he was all too familiar with. 

Milton and DP ran into an ally to catch their breath before discussing their next step in the get Taskmaster away from the civilians' plan.

"So, DP, I remember seeing a construction site and I think that would be a great place to take Taskmaster."

"Why there, that's kinda a weird place to fight a deadly mercenary don't you think?"

"Well, it's owned by Lex Luthor and I thought we could do a bit of dicking over Mr. Warbucks."

"Kid, this is gonna be the start of a great friendship."

"I know right. Let's go."

The duo made their way to the nearby construction site right as the revving of a motorcycle came within an ear shot of them. Taskmaster pulled up in a skid and hopped off his bike. He looked a lot more armed than last time and equally as pissed. 

"Hey Taskmaster, how are you? Listen, I need you to back off the kid's bounty because he's now my new best friend and I like having him in one piece. Ya dig?"

"Not now Wade. He is gonna make me very rich and I still owe him for the cheap shot. So, you can either come quietly or I can break your face and drag you in by force. Your choice?"
"Well, I hope you got a cup this time because it's round 2 bitch."

Milton ran at Taskmaster, who prepared for a punch, and put up his guard but realized that he was probably gonna lose the fight.

[A/N]: Now some of you might be thinking, how does a world class mercenary lose a fight to some guy who looks like he eats donuts? Well, Taskmaster fights people by copying their fighting style but what do you do when you are faced with someone whose fighting style you don't know? You just get hit or dodge until you figure it out. Now, back to your regularly scheduled ass kicking.

Milton looked like he was gonna throw a punch, but he instead went with a leg tackle and wrapped his arms around Taskmaster's legs. With a good pull, Taskmaster ended up on his back and Milton began wailing on him. Taskmaster was taking punch after punch since he lost his guard. Milton then put Taskmaster in an arm bar and proceeded to wrench his arm from his shoulder.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! You little bastard, let go!"

Taskmaster was struggling to break free because Milton, while normal, still had some monstrous strength and had one hell of a grip. 

*Crack*

With just a little bit more leverage, Milton had successful dislocated Taskmaster's shoulder and to add insult to injury put his knee right into the shoulder socket. 

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"Now, you tell that big bald fuck that I'm not helping him unless he stuffs me in a body bag. I'm not scared of Lex Luthor and whoever he sends after me. You'll be my example."

Milton then switched to Taskmaster's other side and proceeded to dislocate his other shoulder. Taskmaster just laid down in the dirt and accepted his temporary defeat.

"Ha, he looks like a worm. What a bitch."

Deadpool picked Taskmaster up off the ground and put him in a cement construction tube to lay in until someone decided to come get him. Little did he and Milton know, there was already some backup. A shot rang out and ricocheted off several I-beams before hitting the ground right next to Milton's feat. He knew there were probably two people that could make a shot like that: Deadshot and Domino.

He looked for either of the mercenaries, but he couldn't see them. He looked towards Deadpool, who had unfortunately been laughing too hard at his worm joke and had taken a few bullets to the head.

"Yep, definitely Deadshot."

Milton knew Domino and DP had history and she wasn't dumb enough to shoot him in the head. Deadshot however, was from DC and had never met the merc with a mouth so he would most likely go for a headshot.

Milton waited for another shot, but one hadn't come yet, and DP had finished his regen, so he just waited.

"What the in chimi-fucking-changas was that?"

"My guess, Deadshot. A mercenary who has amazing accuracy."

Milton decided to do a bit of inflating an ego and taunting at the same time.

"Good shot Floyd, but next time do your homework."

Another shot went off and hit ground right next to the previously fired bullet. 

"I'm impressed by this guy but if he's gonna kill us then he should just do it."

"Easy for you to say Wade, you can't die."

"I know, I'm just joking. God, why you gotta be so serious? You're no fun anymore."

"Oh please, I'm a fucking whale of a good time."

"Well, you are a whale."

"Really?"

"Yes. Now let's just get out of here. I can be the perfect bullet sponge."

"Wade, you are gonna look like swiss cheese if you try to walk away from here."

On a nearby rooftop

"Luthor, it's Deadshot. Who is the fucking yahoo in the red pajamas who can walk away from a headshot?"

"Ah yes, that would be Deadpool. He's annoying but effective. Is he getting in the way at all?"

"Not really, he just took 3 bullets to the head and got up like he got slapped with a napkin from a kid's birthday party."

"Hmmm, he could be problematic. Keep them there while I radio in some help. Money talks and I know a few gentlemen who won't have an issue with making some money."

"Rodger, over and out."

"The things I do to get paid."

Milton Graves grew up in his dad's comic book store and eventually took it over. After a fire burned his shop to the ground and smoked him out, Milton awoke to find himself in the middle of the street. Before he could even think, two beautiful women with emerald skin were fighting. He recognized as comic book characters, but they were from different companies. How is this possible?

Trying out new a new system [WADE WILSON (DP), MILES MORALES (SM2), TASKMASTER (TM), MIGUEL O'HARA (SM3), Memories of dead PETER PARKER (SM4), NEW PETER PARKER (SM), Mary Jane Watson (MJ)]
[SM2] Miguel, are there chimichangas in the future?
[SM3] Yes??? What kind of question is that? 
[SM2] Oh. Well you wanna go get chimichangas.
(Miles and Miguel go and get Chimichangas, but the two hero's are still not ready to be Spider-Men. Miguel and Miles decide to walk, they turn and decide to walk down a wide empty alley) 
[SM1 swings in and wraps his arms around SM3 and SM2] What's up boys? Where we going?
[SM3 sighs] Hey Pete. 
[SM1] What's wrong dude.
[SM2 sheds a tear and wipes it away and sadly explains] You look just like his mentor. The mentor that died in his arms. The mentor I killed. 
[DP] Hey kids don't be sad. Today's your lucky day! I'm gonna take your lives, except you Peter, I'll let you live. 
[SM] How do you know who I am? Hell how did you find us? 
[DP] Oh my Peter! Who the f#$& hit you on the head? Don't you remember? We went clubbing a while back. Guy you remember right (Deadpool points at the reader, yes you, Hi it's me Deadpool, I'm writing this one shhh...)? Seriously talk to me buddy, I'm waiting. 
[SM3] Who is he talking to?
[SM2] I have no clue.
[DP] Listen here, I'm gonna wait a little to hear your response. What's your name? Ya know what, I don't need your name. You're Tom now. Tom talk to me. Back to business. (Deadpool shoots Miles in the chest with birdshot)
[SM2] AHHHHHHHHH S#*+!!!!! THAT BURNS!!!
[SM3] My Ni...
[DP] Woah there cowboy this is a f*#%ing kids comic. You can't curse here. I'm sorry Tom, I couldn't let him say that word. Now where were we? 
[SM3] Deadpool. Stop. Who set you up to this? 
[TM] Me! (Taskmaster jumps off the roof of the building and does a superhero landing (Deadpool erases taskmaster and draws a stick figure with obliterated kneecaps) and pulls out his sword and shield and begins to do battle with Peter. Taskmaster cuts off Peters mask)
[MJ] Peter? (MJ begins to cry) 
[SM shoots a web at MJ and leaps away with her] I'm not your Peter. 
[MJ] What do you mean?
[SM] I'm from another universe.
[MJ] Your lying! Where was our first date. 
[SM] We went to get coffee at a little cafe in Queens. 
[MJ] My grade in AP bio?
[SM] You got a B, you were one tenth of a point away from an A. 
[MJ] Who is my favorite Aunt? 
[SM] Aunt Jemima.
[MJ] Peter... (MJ starts to cry again)
[SM wipes away a tear] My MJ died two years ago. That's why I know all that. (Spider-Man lands on a roof and sets MJ down) Stay here. 
(Spider-Man jumps from the building and returns to the battle) 
(To be continued in issue 1 of Fantastic Spider-Men Volume 2)

Plot: Spider-Man 2099 (white and red suit) is battling a villain called the Time Master A.K.A. Daniel Husk who is the host of a symbiote. Time Master stops time, moves Spider-Man into a trap, and rips his mask off. He tells the  Mask less Spider-Man that if Spider-Man doesn't stop chasing him he'll go back in time and kill his mother before he is ever born. Then he throws Spider-Man through one of his time portals created by his time grenade. Spider-Man lands in 2019 New York City. Spider-Man 2099 hits looks around and sees Spider-Man fighting the Sinister Six. 2099 leaps into battle and helps Spider-Man defeat the Goblin, the Rhino, and the Vulture. The other members escape and 2099 explains everything.
THIS IS ONLY VOLUME 1 ISSUE 1 (I'm not sure if volume is the correct title for it.) VOLUME 2 ISSUE 1 will be an entirely different story about Spider-Man. Any suggestions write a review of a comment.

Deadpool, as comical as he was, became quite serious as he evaluated the memories of this new world. But before he could hatch any grand plans on to fuck this world apart altogether, dinner was sent to him by his servants.

"Ah, food. That's lovely," Deadpool smiled to himself as he shoo'd away the servants who were staring at his horrid face.

As he began to dig in, he felt that it tastes... weird.

"Man, if Gordon Ramsey were here, he'd hang those cooks off the kitchen ceiling. Perhaps I should try that."

It tasted horrible. Like if someone placed a bucket of vomit and a teaspoon of sugar in a large cooking spot. That's what he was eating.

Going back to the grand plans of dominating the world, he apparently had no other information about this world aside from messing around with his siblings.

"Man, this Roland guy sure is stupid. He has no informational knowledge at all..." Deadpool scratched his chin as he began to ponder over what to do next. Shaking his head, he tried his best to fall asleep while replaying scenes of his siblings beating the shit out of him.

Well, rest is important, even for the mighty Deadpool.

Waking up several hours later, he was greeted by Barov who was waiting restlessly in the drawing room (is that a room where one draws at?). The moment Deadpool appeared, he immediately turned towards him and asked, "Your Highness, are you feeling ill? You've been quite strange lately. Why didn't you order the execution yesterday?"

"Hey... relax, Sir Christopher Lee. I'm alright. One day earlier or one day later, what's the difference?" Deadpool slapped his own ass to order the servants to bring breakfast in. "Come, sit. We need to talk."

As Barov waddled to sit, Deadpool turned to the readers and said, "Unlike Roland, I know that witches are real evil. In fact, I have met one before. She goes by the name of Hillary Clinton."

"Your Highness, one day may affect whether or not other witches will appear! This is not a trivial matter and you must not act recklessly!" Barov cautioned with two exclamation marks in the original Chapter 2 but I reduced it to one because I need to be grammatically correct.

"Why are you saying this?" Deadpool frowned. "You know that the Church spreads propaganda, right? Evil witches, green witches, nasty witches. All are the same to me. I think we should just mind our own business."

Barov was shocked, "But... witches are really..."

Deadpool turned to look at the readers again and said, "I think I'll stop right here and take another road. This Roland guy is too dumb for me to continue emulating. Forget the fact that you somehow ended up in medieval 'Europe', but not believing in witches and gods and all that when your previous world had them? You are st- wait what? Oh, he came from a normal Earth? Where magic, Gandalf and comic book heroes like yours truly are just works of fiction?"

Fuck.

This will make writing this fan-fiction slightly harder.

And thus, Deadpool and Barov began discussing animatedly about the church, the Holy Mountain Dew and the Bitch Cooperation Association over breakfast.

Hmm... something doesn't sound right in that paragraph. Let me try again.

And thus, Deadpool and Barov began discussing animatedly about the church, the Holy Mountain and the Witch Cooperation Association over breakfast.

Perfect.

After Roland ate the last piece of fried egg from his breakfast, he took a white napkin and wiped his mouth before saying, "You're telling me that the Witch Cooperation Association will rescue the witch when they know she wasn't executed?"

And several paragraphs of filler were spent discussing how the witch in rags was spent and how Roland still did not believe it. Man, this guy is hard to please.

"Take me to see her," Deadpool said in a determined tone after Barov told him about the witch being capable of melting people. 

Deadpool had personally known several people who were capable of doing what Barov said this witch could do. That includes Acidroid from Earth-616, Scorpion from Earth-1610, Hendrickson from Nanatsu no Taizai, and that one alien from Men in Black.

Deadpool was about to fall back to being Roland and had almost asked Barov why witches were sent to the gallows instead of being burned alive. Then he realized how much of a stupid question that is and remembered a fact from Harry Potter, "Wendelin the Weird was a witch who lived in the Middle Ages. She allowed herself to be caught forty-seven times in various disguises by witch-hunters, who tried to burn her at the stake. With the use of a Flame-Freezing Charm, however, the flames were rendered harmless, creating only a gentle tickling sensation which Wendelin enjoyed."

Ah, that must be why.

He was then brought to the only dungeon in Border Town (Deadpool was thinking of renaming it to Borderlands). In addition to Barov, the prince was followed into the dungeon by the Chief Knight, the prison warden, the castellan and two guards.

Studying the dingy place as they went down deeper and deeper, Deadpool noticed a thick stench in the air, "Man, you guys need better ventilation in this place. It smells like Logan's ass."

"Your Highness, you're risking too much by doing this. Even though she's sealed with God's Locket of Retribution, it isn't completely safe," said Carter Lannis, the Chief Knight.

"Your Lowness, keep your opinions to yourself. As Roland once said in Chapter 3, 'If you don't even dare to look evil in the eye... courage something something' Huh what did he say, I forgot."

"Before fighting evil, one must know one's strength. Reckless behavior is not courageous!" Carter rebutted, knowing what Deadpool had intended to say.

"Zip it, Carter Lannister, go fuck a twin sister or something if you're afraid to see a little girl," Deadpool challenged. "Man, you're a pussy."

Although the Chief Knight was talkative, he was not proficient in debate, and thus was helpless against a smooth criminal like Deadpool aka Wade Wilson aka the most handsome man alive. Soon, the party reached the bottom floor of the dungeon. 

It was late autumn and the temperature, especially in the dungeon, was especially unbearable.

"This place reminds me of Antarctica."

Deadpool was wearing a fur coat with silk lining inside, at the insistence of his servants. He would've felt alright even if he didn't.

The girl curled up at the corner of the cell in front of him, however, did not feel alright. She wore a thin garment that did not even cover her entire body and she was seen shivering.

The suddenly lit up torches made her turn away and close her eyes. But soon, she was able to open her eyes and looked straight at the party. 

Deadpool's eyes dilated as he began studying this girl, not offering any jibes at all. 

He felt something within her... something he only felt from mutants before.

The girl got up to her feet after a couple of tries and cutely hobbled her way towards the light.

This was enough to make most of the party members gasp in horror and take two steps backwards. Only the Chief Knight held his ground and shielded the prince, but they backed off after being told off by Deadpool.

"What's your name?" Roland asked the girl.

"Anna," she replied.

Studying her face, he reached his hand out before moving her head about. She did not resist and allowed him to play around with her head as he pleased.

"Good. You're pretty cute. I'll name you Poodleface."

Damn it, Thanos!

You used your fucking Space and Time gems on me because I stroked your chin like it was a sleeping baby? Now I ended up becoming an honorable prince in the Middle Ages of Europe. I'm still ugly and my suit is in my knapsack?! I thought this was a reincarnation fan-fiction but hmm... something is not quite right here. 

Hey author! Smugscholar, that's right. What's going on here? There's what now? B-bitches? Oh, witches. And I'm not on Earth? Monkey balls, that's just great.

Roland, a prince regarded as hopeless by his own father and assigned to the worst fief (what's a fief?), spends his time developing a poor and backward town into a strong and modern city (I should build an Avengers Tower here), while fighting against his siblings for the throne (Thor x Loki) and absolute control over the kingdom (anddddd... that's boring). 

Join Roland as he befriends and allies with witches and, through fighting and even farming, pushes back invaders from the realm of evil. 

Alright, that last part is just bullshit. Fuck friendships, fuck allies, I just want to get home back to Vanessa. And I'll smack anyone with a Nine Legendary Brick (or something) should they stand in my way.

I got the badge already. I'll finish this within the next 5 chapters unless there's a demand.

P.S. Per the questioning of some hardcore fans, I have adapted the character of Deadpool™ for the market of Qidian International™. Any similarities or differences doesn't really matter as this is a sub-par fan-fiction done for an online badge. Thank you.

P.P.S. Check out the GATE fanfiction.  It sure as hell is better than this and hella more suitable for this market.

P.P.P.S DONE

For this week i had no plans. I intended to laze around for a week before going onto my next world to steal. Damn i have become the most strongest heister ever.

Anyway the MHA world has quirks but they lack a strong one, even the so called Ultimate Reality Warper in that universe is a big joke.

That was going by the standards of Marvel, where Reality Warpers had no conditions to activate their skills. MHA went around the curve to make their reality warpers heavily dependant on Gene Vitality.

And when Gene Vitality is completely used up, Gene Deformation would be the next step as such descent to madness would be a common thing. It could be also be said that the MHA universe core was evolving slowly.

That is why Argus is so low levelled that i can't even say he is a reality warper. I mean sure he can create something from nothing but the more he uses his power the more he will experience Gene Deformation, which will result in constant mental and health illness.

The more the core would evolve, the more the organisms under it would gain power beyond understanding. So maybe a few hundreds year later a true Reality Warper would be born. 

In the case of evolution, the Marvel verse has already reached the point of transitioning from a 3D universe to a 4D one.

Its just that we need to endure a few more 'End's of Time' to be completely refined. But the hassle was i was only free until the next End Of Time. 

Which may sound like an enormous amount of time, but to beings like me. It can be considered my coming of age ceremony rather than a long time.

So in the eyes of Cosmic Beings, it would be like what, a few years. Well we stole Argus from MHA and it would likely be a few more years before i gain permission to add MHA Earth near Marvel Earth.

I had petitioned this to the Cosmic Beings to allow me to protect Marvel 616 or let me steer it and make it Marvel 616.8. But it seems like the One Above All has other plans.

Man its such a hassle, i know Kotoamatsukami will allow it. But right now that same trick looks more like time bomb to me. 

One in particular i could never hope to escape from. So i had to slowly steer their subconsciousness otherwise i would risk being found out.

Also lately Kai has been granted Autonomous thought and Movements. Well he is more like a Shadow Clone right now. An upgraded Shadow Clone though.

Kai is more like an outfit for me more than anything else. He is the one outfit i would wear when i do something or anything related to machinery. Man it feels odd treating living beings as clothes.

The next world i want to go to would not be random. It will be selected but the racial and gender selection would be random. I like it when the odds are even more stacked against me. It makes me understand why mortals grasp for power is so iron clad.

So i was lazing around looking through the Dataverse amd what do i find. Material that i can watch with a lot of popcorn. It was Skip working towards the Kotoryuu girl. I kinda forgot her name.

Romance at such a young age, the drama that will ensue and all of it excites me. Eh, what thats it, you only hold hands and kiss each other. Skip i am dissapointed, i had thought that perhaps you had become more manly. But you are a maiden at heart even now.

But before i can continue on, i see the one and only Deadpool taking my popcorn and saying "Dissapointing".

Oye why the heck is he here. Can anyone explain to me ?. Deadpool then takes an offended look and says "Look at you being lazy. My younger bro has to be more active so that i may shine more".

What the heck does that even mean. "Wade tell me what you want or go bother someone else. I am pretty sure you have lots of other people to irritate".

"Look at that guys, my brother knows me best". Then weirdly enough he dissappears off this entire universe for a second and comes out with a. Is that a fucking Comic Book and that too a Marvel edition at that.

"Wade you know thats not allowed isn't it". Comic books are an item that only 4th wall breakers like them can acquire but even then its not allowed to be propagated so easily, especially so if its a Marvel one.

Wade then continues unbothered "Oh its just a draft no one will find out".

Okay now you have my interest piqued. Just what comic would Wade show me. 

It was a Gwen Poole comic draft. Now i am thoroughly interested.

Wade then says "Look at my little brother having a crush. But aren't you aware of her psychotic personality".

"Ahemm anyway Wade what are you doing with that". I am curious about what he wants to do.

He just says "Playing God". He then takes a marker out of nowhere and keeps on scribbling on the draft.

He was drafting a ridiculous amount of 4th wall breaking powers for her. "Wade you have to chill down, i know you are lonely but this is no way to go about".

Looking at my 'Are you so desperate' eyes, Wade made a serious expression i never thought was possible with a mask. 

He then said "Little bro I don't make characters okay. I just throw a few idea's here and there. Its the editors choice if they get accepted".

"So why were you here again ?...". Right at that moment i felt it. Reality Warping on a scale that was vast and dangerous.

It then clicked in why Wade was here. "You bastard". But as if he already expected this he threw his hands up saying "Hey I don't decide things here. If anything else Decimation Day is a major keypoint in Mutant history. Also it doesn't really matter for you isn't it". It must be the voice inside his head.

Before any of his shenanigans could continue on, i had lifted him by the neck and thrown him off my island. Decimation Day would have been fine and all before, but right now about 45% of the populace was a Super.

The second words for the curse has been said. In my anger i had lightly tapped the air. But due to this i had ignored the hand that had grabbed me and pulled me down.

The tap had sent Wanda who was about to conplete the curse flying like a ragdoll across the Earth. While i had been pulled by Wade in the 'Comments Section'. Why the heck would i be here.

"Argh shit i knew you weren't a Comic character. If you were one, your Comic book would be here".

Okay i am just going to leave and leave i did. I already doubted my realness, i didn't need Wade ensuring that fact. 

Wade then popped out too all the while saying "You should let Canon follow its original lines, you know for more knowledge on the futures you can predict".

"Wade there are literally infinite timelines of the universe we are in. Destroying one timeline doesn't matter, you yourself devastated a few, so why are you disturbing me ?".

As funny it may seem, there even exists one version where the Deadpool is more psychotic and dangerous than he is right now. 

He did destroy the universe, kill the publishers and many other things in said universe. That is the Red Voice inside Wades head, a murderous and ravenous being of immense danger

"The timelines are already a mess. I want one to follow its fucking route". As absurd as it sounds i think Wade would really attack me for that matter. I mean thats just how insane he is. 

He himself says that all timelines even confuse him to the point he makes analogies to point out similarities and oddness in the stories.

Damn you Wade if i really did follow the same route won't i end up broken down and insane. As a matter of fact even Supers would cease to exist.

Wade then says out "Why would i say out something, when i can proclaim it. Also why is it that this book focuses a heck lot on me and you. Am i so shiny".

"Wade stop with your references people won't get". I don't care somebody shut him the fuck up.

"Thats a task that is impossible, and by Pokemon standards aren't you like an Arceus and the Missing No. who had been untimely fusioned". 

Okay that sounded disgusting yet true i guess. I mean, "Wait a minute, you are stalling for time !".

At this Wade clicks his mouth and says "Time for Plan C". He takes a pose that would be reminiscent of an era where hip hop was new and then out of nowhere comes a BoomBox which started throwing out the Crazy Frog Beats.

He then started dancing. Okay pretty weird but nonetheless very distracting when he is actually dancing very well. Peak human body for you.

"Wade have a sunbath". He looks pretty ready and shouts out "Hah you won't be able to do the same trick again". Then comes out Chaos Counter ready to show the Chaos energy it had accumulated.

But "It does not have enough Tally". At this Wade sweats a little and says "You know i was busy and all, so i rarely used Chaos Counter".

I can already guess what you used it for and what you were busy with. "You were busy taking bullet and sword wounds in a bid to look cool isnt it. The only time you used Chaos Counter would be when you need the remote in your table or an invisible hand to feed you soda and pizza while you lazed around".

At this accusation even Chaos Counter flinchs. What the heck, you really used a Galactic Buster Weapon as a tool to open cans you could stab through. Again common sense sometimes even escapes me.

I look at this bullshit and say "Apollo cremate him". I have more pressing matters to handle, which is one Rogue Reality Warper. Wade then shouts out "Damn it follow the script little brother and try throwing me into the sun like before".

To this i can only say "Apollo is the Sun and i have thrown him at you. No problems in your so called script whatsoever". Then Apollo who had just entered starts gathering energy for a Cruel Sun.

Then Wade looks at me and then at Apollo and starts running. Shouting out profanities he goes around escaping the attacks that should normally hit with pinpoint accuracy. What can i say Chaos Counter truly allows you to mess with reality.

While that is happening, i Jump at the position from which i slapped Wanda away. I Warp her here and it can be seen that she had never expected a planetary scale attack out of nowhere.

She looks confused, it was only a few moments ago that she had stabilised herself. I look around to only see surprised expressions from the X-Men and Brotherhood of Mutants present.

So i naturally said what came to mind "You guys haven't disbanded yet". It came out a bit sinister and cruel, but i did make Superpowers easy to acquire. So half the reason why X-Men shouldn't even exist.

Scott looks at me and calmly replies "The Monarch sure jests, we still help orphans and other Mutants in need that allow us to.....".

Before he can continue i had slapped Wanda across the Earth. They were completely gobsmacked, since they never really expected me to attack and when i did nobody could follow it.

Literally, out of nowhere a sonic boom came and Wanda had disappeared from her initial location again. This makes it the second time today and they were mostly shocked that i could display this level of power.

"A sense of self. Pfft, since my pet nearly killed 70% of all the usual bad guys you fought. You guys haven't been able to fight anyone. It has made you anxious and restless, making you question if the world really needed you".

Scott then tries to come up with a counter but before his reply i had already said "Nah i am good. Don't need cookies Scout Boy".

I already know what drives the X-Men right now. A bid for existence, even i would be desperate to prove my uniqueness if suddenly the entire world would be able to gain powers.

Nowadays Mutants no longer hide in the shadows, they come out from the shadows and civilians welcome them saying 'Hey Lucky guy, won't you join us for a meal'.

What made them odd and dangerous no longer exist since most governments now have Two or more Evolution Codex's. So one or two is reserved for civilian use which is every ten days.

So in this way i had made the problems Mutantkind faced completely dissappear. Also the countries may not want any war for now since the Avalon debacle, but give or take a few years. They will again start vying each others Evolution Codex.

After that the pace of a world with Superpowers will fasten even more. So in a way i made peace and acceptance for Mutantkind that Xavier and Mageneto fought for with their Movements, a huge joke.

The protagonist woke up one day as one of Marvel's strongest anti-hero. Follow our protagonist as he raises his army of personalities.

I am a newbie author and this is just written to give me an idea on how to write Fiction and Stories.

''The people of the world have voted. The world doesn't need heroes...'' Announces the reporter on the scream.
''Looking at these recordings now, everything feels different compared to back then.'' Says a noticeably aged and depressed Bruce Wayne into the empty void of the Batcave, as the world as he knows it slowly disintegrates and finally stops to exist.

-What happens to somebody that is suddenly erased from ever existing?... The first thing that happens is one gets his soul painfully ripped out of one's body while seeing once body disintegrate... Before you know it you are in the void. A place between reality, universes, and existence itself... It is funny actually... the story of one life, erased by just one single action...-
Drifting around in the void we follow along as Ethen Wayne's soul stubbornly resits to disintegrate. Always hoping that he either dyes or awakens from this limbus of nothingness. Drifting around aimless, sometimes Ethen thinks that he is able to make out a structure in the distance. At other times he thinks he only imagines it.
One faithful second his consciousness awakens from his self induced slumber. The moment he does he crashes through the concrete into some kind of a temple. Happy so suddenly feel something for one, even if it is pain, he gets himself up from the floor. Irritated he starts looking around.
The place he finds himself reminds him of a greek or nordic Temple. Finding no edges or corners in this place, Ethen simply begins to explore.
Unable to find a way in or out of this place aside from the hole in the ceiling, he decides to climb out of. Simply reaching for the house edge, Ethen suddenly discovers, that his ability to fly is still there. So instead of climbing out of this strange room, he simply flies out of it. As he does, he is pleasantly surprised to learn that all his other Kryptonian abilities are still working.
Even as nothing more than a soul, he still possesses the powers of his lineage. Flying out of the hole in the floor, Ethen finds a second hole right above himself leading outside and back into the void. Looking at it, the hole seems to slowly close. Using his x-ray vision to get a better look, he discovers nothing, just atoms miraculously rearranging themselves. Getting frustrated, Ethen keeps his x-ray vision going, while sweeping the room.
Finding the apparently only light source and structure in the room in its center, he goes there. As he does, he finds a man with scars all over his body taken prisoner by white glowing roots. As he gets closer, the man seems to slowly awaken from a nightmare, as he hurts himself while struggling against the roots keeping him in place.
''No, Jim don't do this to me! I just wanted to set everybody free! I am the hero of this story!...'' Shouts the scared man, as he finally awakens. Looking at Ethen, he says. ''... Hey! You don't look like you are from a Marvel Universe!''
Unable to understand what the man is talking about he asks. ''Marvel?''
''Yeah, the failing Comic book publisher, that was dumb enough to sell the movie rights of his most popular heroes to Sony and Fox!''
''I think I still don't get it...'' Feeling a headache coming, Ethen says. ''... Who are you anyway?''
Looking like he is smiling below his black and red mask, the man says. ''Me?! I am Captain Deadpool, Cap to my friends, or Wade 'to awesome to be played by Ryan Raynolds' Wilson, if you remove my mask.''
Ignoring the men rambling introduction Ethen tests the strength of the roots, but finds them indestructible. ''Why are you bound by these roots?''
''Oh, well I just finished the New God of War and thought, why not Cosplay as Mimir...'' Says the Deadpool sarcastically rolling his eyes. ''... Let's just say I pissed off the wrong people, by murdering some others in my last movie...''
Already regretting his next question Ethen asks. ''I don't understand what you are talking about?''
''Corporate greed man, corporate greed. These very family friendly people over at Disney just had to make me PG-13... So I did what every responsible self-respecting Superhero would do... I simply killed their last flagship product... after they destroyed Pixa, and obliterated Star Wars,... the MCU was their last profitable franchise... So I killed off the Marvel Cinematic Universe as retaliation for becoming PG-13!''
Shocked by the man's crazy antics, Ethen still asks. ''You massacred a universe only because some folks made a movie about your PG-13?''
''Now you get it...'' Deadpool says, before remembering to ask the strangers name. ''... Who are you anyway?''
Remembering his world getting erased, Ethen says. ''I am Ethen Wayne or me was... I am not sure what I am.''
''Where are you from? Can't be Brooklyn!'' Ask Deadpool once again with a sarcastic undertone.
Ignoring the man's sarcasm, Ethen tells the man in all honesty, ignoring his sarcasm. ''I was borne in Metropolis, but after the death of my parents and the 'Doom of Heroes' I moved to Gotham to live with my uncle Bruce.''
''Never heard of those places...''
Getting more and more irritated with the man bound by glowing roots, Ethen focusses himself on his next question. ''Neither have I heard about this place... Where are we anyway?''
''No fucking clue! How did you end up here anyway?'' 
''I don't know. Someday my world got suddenly erased from existence!''
''Seems like...'' Wade wants to comment but is midway interrupted by a now pissed off Ethen. ''Just stop it! I guess it is obvious that you have no clue what so ever!''
''I wouldn't say that!...'' States Deadpool, not wanting to return to his nightmares. ''... I might not know a way into your universe, but I know one into mine!''
Seeing through the scared man's plot, Ethen asks. ''I guess this Information wouldn't be for free, are they.''
''Obviously!'' Says Deadpool, rolling his eyes in sarcasm.
Defenseless against this crazy man's logic, Ethen simply asks. ''What do you want then?''
''I want my Mimir Cosplay to be perfected!''
''You want what?''
''I want you to sever my head from my body and take me with you back into the Marvel Universe. I have unfinished businesses there!''
''Didn't you say you killed everybody in your universe?''
''Yes, I did, but this place is separated from time and space of the multiverse. So when you travel to my Universe, you most likely end up in a time before my little killing spree... Now, do we have a deal?''
''I guess, we do.''
''Good. Now please sever my head.''
''Wouldn't that kill you?''
''I am a mutant, so I don't think so.''
''Should you tell me how I can enter your Universe before I decapitate you!''
''I guess I can tell you... You see this place is a dustbin or crossroad to an inviting amount of Universes...''Deadpool starts to explain before suddenly pointing at the symbols on the walls. ''... You see we are not surrounded by walls, but an infinite amount of Gates. You just have to find the right one.''
''So, now tell me where is the gate to your world?''
''Directly behind me...'' States Deadpool and Ethen can suddenly see a white glowing line on the wall. Seeing Athens surprised face, he says. ''... Ah, I see you have found it. Now please fulfill our deal...''
Just as Athens' eyes begin to glow, signaling his use of heat vision, Deadpool ads. ''... If I die, please being my head to Doctor Strange. He might be able to revive my head.''
''As you wish!'' Says Ethen, as he uses his heat vision to separates Deadpools head cleanly from his body.
Severed had in hand, he walks to the closing lines on the wall. As he gets closer, the room in between the lines vanishes and a city skyline appears in it. Going through this gate between Universes, Ethen suddenly feels a burning sensation on his right hand's middle finger. Having a closer look at his right hand, still holding the severed head, while crossing the gate, he discovers a silver sigil ring on it.
Having unconsciously crossed the gate, he suddenly finds himself free falling into the city below.

What happens to a tragic hero, after he loses everything...

Ethan Wayne, the biological son of Clark Kent aka Superman and Diana Prince aka Wonder Woman, grew up under the care of his uncle Bruce Wayne aka Batman, following the death of his parents on the day known as the 'Doom of Heroes'.

As one day out of nowhere his timeline gets suddenly erased and he ends up on the border between the DC and Marvel universes, the Multiverse opens up to him...

Will he become the greatest hero of both the DC and Marvel Universe?
Can he charm the most powerful heroines into becoming his?
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Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to either DC or Marvel or other third party properties...

Wade Wilson woke up with a blurred vision. He really had no idea what happened. The last thing he remembered, well actually he remembered hearing a commotion in the bathroom. Then he saw the reflection of a giant snake. And then boom, Deadpool woke up. It was like no time at all had passed. Wade's eyes flickered open and he came face to mask with the Hogwarts Healer, Madam Pomfery.
"Well, Hello Nurse," Wade said while waggling his eyebrow at the woman.
A humorless expression popped over Pompfrey's face a second later. "Well, at least we know you're awake. The Mandrake draught worked. Professor Snape will be both pleased at his work and disappointed that it benefitted you."
The Hogwarts Healer made her rounds. Deadpool looked up and noticed Albus Dumbledore standing across the way from him with the ever-present twinkle in his eye. Dumbledore placed his hand on Deadpool's shoulder.
"It's good to see you awake, my boy," Dumbledore said.
Deadpool noticed an object in Dumbledore's hand. Was that what he thought it was? What person in their right mind would give Albus Dumbledore a fidget spinner? It just seemed rather odd to be honest.
"So, I've been out since Halloween," Deadpool said. "What happened?"
Seconds passed as Dumbledore just frowned. "More than I can explain here, I'm afraid."
"Can you just tell me through a series of meticiliously drawn out flashbacks, spread out during the course of a year?" Deadpool asked. "I feel like I missed something big. Granted, I could go back and re-read the story, but who has the time to leap down that particular rabbit hole?"
"Well, I suspect that you'll be up and back to work soon," Dumbledore said with a twinkle in his eye and a smile on his face.
"I should take it easy for a while," Deadpool said. "I'm sure Dead-two can pick up the slack while I'm gone."
The face of Albus Dumbledore fell completely. The instant it happened, Deadpool could tell something was up. He did not expect Dumbledore to be too forthcoming about what happened.
"I'm afraid that your other has moved on," Dumbledore said.
"Wait, I quit?" Deadpool asked. "Or…wait a minute? What did you do, Dumbledore?"
Deadpool had the Headmaster and looked him in the eye. Dumbledore turned around and did not quite meet Deadpool's face. Many different possibilities entered Deadpool's mind.
"Okay, that's fine, I'll come back," Deadpool said. "I mean, just in time for some big event, the other me will return again. This is comic books. Death isn't all that it's cracked up to be, you know. Well, she is, but…that's another story entirely to be perfectly honest with you."
Thanos cursed him with that entire immortality thing and suddenly, Deadpool kept coming back from the dead. It was very insane, beyond crazy in fact.
"Well, I'm certain he's in a better place," Dumbledore said.
"That's it?" Deadpool asked. "You allowed me to die…however temporarily, and that's all that you can say? You say that he's in a better place? Are you serious?"
Dumbledore turned away from Deadpool and kept working with the Fidget spinner. This actual caused Deadpool to slam his fist down on the table of the Hospital Wing.
"Damn it old man, quit playing with your Fidget spinner, and have a conversation with me!"
And again, Wade Wilson wondered what was the idiot who gave Albus Dumbledore a fidget spinner. The thought just defied pretty much all logic and most reasoning.
It had been good in some ways to get back to work. Not just because Madam Pomfrey kicked Deadpool out of the hospital wing either. He came across Filch who wrinkled his nose. Several banners of Gilderoy Lockhart filled the hallway. A group of students gathered around as they told stories.
"I heard Gilderoy Lockhart wrestled a Manticore with his bare hands!"
"I heard Gilderoy Lockhart had a staring contest with a wall and won."
"I heard Gilderoy Lockhart saved a burning building full of orphans and then put out the fire with his breath!"
They all traded Gilderoy Lockhart stories to Filch's growing agitation. They were not technically breaking any school rules or really making any kind of mess. It was just very annoying.
"So, what's going on here?" Deadpool asked.
"Oh, you're awake," Filch said. "My day's just gotten even worse."
"Your day's gotten worse?" Deadpool asked. "You didn't find out that your clone self died."
"Well, not sure if he died," Filch said. "He got sucked into some kind of super powered hillbilly woman who was eating meteor rock infested cake or something. That's Quibbler level stuff right there, right up there with Firewhiskey turning owls transsexual."
"Actually, it's butterbeer," Luna chimed in popping around the corner. "That's a nice banner….Professor Lockhart will be missed, even if he was part of a Ministry conspiracy to distract them from their schemes of kidnapping goblins and baking them into pies."
"Well, I'm sure he may have been an unfortunate pawn," Deadpool said.
"Perhaps," Luna said. "I do wonder if the Ministry orchestrated the entire Voodoo Hillbillies thing to shut Lockhart up. You just have to wonder about it."
Luna tapped her nose in response. Several of the Hogwarts students all chanted when the leader of the Lockhart fan club chugged six butterbeers at once. Filch's eyes widened.
"Wait for it," Deadpool said waving his fingers back.
The young man hurled the contents of the butterbeer all of the floor. Filch scrambled and almost slipped on the ground.
"You hooligans!" Filch wheezed.
Deadpool turned around and noticed Harry Potter leaning out the window.
"I'll meet you when we get off of the train," Harry said.
Deadpool raised an eyebrow and he stepped in just in time for Harry to straight up.
"They were saying that you got ate by a Hillbilly woman," Harry said. "Why is it that all of the strange stuff always happens when you're around?"
"Well, if Lockhart hadn't riled up this pixies, none of this would have happened," Deadpool said. "None of this would have happened at all…but I guess that would have made for a not so interesting year."
Harry just shrugged. He thought that it was better Lockhart got all of this attention. He could just do his own thing with the people he mattered.
"I wonder how long that they can keep this up before it goes pretty absurd," Harry commented.
There was a shadow of a smile popping over Deadpool's face. "Well, you know what they say, Dead Authors are always better than live ones. And the way Lockhart went out would be the talk of magical folklore for months to come."
Severus Snape finished off the last few exams which he had to mark. As always, his best efforts and talented had been wasted on a bunch of dunderheads. Some of them would have been dead had it not been for Snape's constant supervision and making sure they did not mix ingredients improperly together.
The curtain flipped up and Snape looked up from his essay. He dropped the quill onto the desk after viewing something very interesting out of the corner of his eye. Snape bounced up, mouth hanging wide open. The Potions Professor noticed the flying girl which was with Potter.
Snape jumped up to try and catch the flying girl in the act. He turned around and moved down the hallway when he heard something go down the hallway. A blue and red blur came down the hallway. Snape pulled out his wand and sent a blast of ropes down the hallway.
Minerva McGonagall fell down in the hallway having been tied up with ropes. The Deputy Headmistress fell to the ground.
"What the devil, Severus?" Minerva asked.
"I thought I saw that flying girl of Potter's," Snape said.
McGongall's eyes narrowed at the Hogwarts Potion Professor. There were many times where McGonagall had some serious questions about Snape's mental stability. Needless to say, this was one of those times where she did have a lot of really big questions.
"Flying girl of Potter's?" McGonagall asked Snape. "Are you sure you're not losing your sanity, Severus?"
Snape swallowed a lump in his throat. He was certain he saw it.
"I would advise you to get to the Hogwarts Hospital Wing," McGonagall said. "I wonder about the exposure of potions fumes and how it effects your mental instability."
Snape stepped back after freeing McGonagall. He heard a gust of something, the same red and blue combined blur, and then all of Snape's papers toppling off of the desk. Snape jumped up and down and whirled around in a very absurd manner. He pointed through the doorway.
"SEE! SEE!" Snape yelled. "There's a flying girl there. I can see her."
"I think it's the wind," McGonagall said. "Come on, Severus, I'll walk you to the hospital wing."
Snape ignored this gesture and decided to head to the finishing feast. He really hoped the Cult of Lockhart would have died down by now. The man publically confessed regarding the fact that he was a fraud. No one really listened to Lockhart's statement about frauds, they just liked him just as much. It seemed very inconceivable someone that Lockhart would just blind that many people.
'This world is filled with morons.'
"Wands out for Gilderoy!"
Snape's face contorted. Deadpool moved over and Snape had to sit next to him. That was what his life had come to. Deadpool had been one of the sanest people in the school and he did not know how to feel about this.
"I can't believe any of this," Deadpool said. "I died."
"Well, you got better," Snape said. "And to be fair, you only got sucked into oblivion. And technically it was not you, it was a clone version of you."
"Actually, he might have been the original and I was the clone," Deadpool said. "Or maybe it was….."
Deadpool clutched his temple. It was best not to think about the insanity of trying to figure out clones. It would lead to years of frustration, many retcons, and one confused fanbase. On the stage, Albus Dumbledore stepped out and looked over everyone.
"I can't believe I didn't get compensating for dying," Deadpool said.
Snape's eyes widened, his nose twitched, and he broke out into an endless amount of laughter. The Hogwarts Potions Professor's laughter grew even more intense when he started to bob back and forth. The laughter only increased for several minutes.
"Are you done yet?" Deadpool asked.
"Nearly," Snape said. "Are you seriously thinking that you should get compensating for getting sucked into some Hillbilly woman's black hole mouth?"
"When you put it that way, yes," Deadpool said.
Snape laughed so hard that he hit his head on the table after blacking out. A large smear of grease dragged off of the table. Deadpool hastily dropped a table cloth over Snape's body and used him as a makeshift footrest.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I would like to offer a beloved moment of silence because we lost one of our own."
The cult of Lockhart grew all excited. Deadpool rose up.
'Maybe he's going to finally give me my just do,' Deadpool thought. 'Fingers crossed and all of that that he would.'
Something told Deadpool he would not be that lucky. Hope sprung eternal for him though. The Mercenary crossed his fingers.
"I would like to offer a moment of silence for the fate of Betty Lou the pig. Truly, she has sacrificed her life for a noble cause."
Deadpool picked up a piece of meat and it had a piece of a cheerleader costume in it. Suddenly, his appetite had been lost.
"I think we can agree that she wanted it this way."
They would have to agree to disagree.
Sirius Black spent the last eleven years in Azkaban Prisoner as the most notorious prisoner. He was in and what was worse, Black did not commit the crime. If only Sirius killed the vermin, it would have been worth it.
A copy of Alternate Witch Weekly blew into Sirius's cell and smacked him in the face. One of the Auror guards must have been using it to wrap his lunch or something. There were smears of grease on the paper. Still mostly readable, and Sirius would read anything.
He noticed some nutter in a red and black mask waving a rat around. Sirius knew that rat anywhere. The rat looked terrified for his life thanks to this nutcase.
'He's at Hogwarts.'
Sirius shifted into his canine form as the Dementors made their hourly sweep. The screams of the prisoners echoed all around.
For the first time in a long time, Sirius had clarity. The only thing he needed now was an opportunity.

Nothing is at me 
the histories is at megamatt09

https://m.fanfiction.net/s/12405173/10/

A young man is sitting in class looking at the teacher wondering why he even needs to go to school. He then remembers that moving up too fast will cause discrimination against him so he picks up a comic and starts to read.
'Why can't life be more interesting, ' the young man thought 'I wish I could get reincarnated but with plot armor in exchange for my memories of my past life so I can really enjoy it unlike a bunch of bozos making wishes without knowing what they loose in exchange'
Truck-kun jr. who was in the void with a loudmouth and soon to be  John Wilson twin of Wade wilson heard this and thought 'I've finally found the target'. He then leaves the void and lands in an alley close to the school. 
"What are we doing at a school" Deadpool asks knowing full well what's going on. Come on he couldn't handle living as long as he has so he went truck hunting so he can get a new start without knowing anything about his past life. He finally succeeded  but he had to wait for an indefinite amount of time before this. Now that he has a chance he's going to let loos before his reincarnation.
"We're waiting for that young man so I can hit him and take his soul with us to that ROB who hired me. After you'll be reincarnated as well." replied jr. At this moment the bell rings and students start leaving school.

What happens when a ROB gets bored? Well he goes to the pitstop to meet truck-kun. But what if truck-kun wants you to help him with his problem. You see a certain merc with a mouth tracked him down (I know right it should be impossible, the one above all almost had me before I used the infinity stones to snap here) 
As I was saying this merc (glares across the table) tracked down truck-kun because his life is so boring and he can't die.
This led to a deal and DP sneaking onto truck-kun jr. Lets see how it goes.

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This will be extremely AU
I don't own anything except OC's

Authors note-( befor we jam this out i wanna let you know im doing this without any plans for the future so im open to suggestions so you can enjoy this better)

talking [.....]
thoughts '....'
(me saying things b/c I do what i want)

Since the day Harry was born he's been incredibly unlucky, for example his parents named him Harry bolls which is incredibly close to being the worst name in existence, and not only did they name him that they had the audacity to abandon him at a fire-station. His luck didn't stop there, he was unnoticed for a day and a half nearly on deaths door befor he was found and sent to maybe the worst orphanage in the United States filled with women that without a doubt in his mind were at least a thousand years old and unable to love anything.Not that he had time to worry himself about that when everyday was a struggle to survive.

Even though he constantly struggled with injuries he got on a frequent basis he never gave up, he studied hard until his fingers were riddled with papercuts so he could make a good life for himself knowing nothing will be given to him. Through the years he'd learned to not count on anything luck based and to work hard, he maintained a healthy diet and went to the doctor regularly so he can catch anything he gets ahead of time which has saved him a few times befor. 
With the effort he put in he graduated with honors ,though he was unable to go to the graduation ceremony due to him being hit by a cat that jumped off a tree and gave him a concussion. Besides that things were looking up for Harry.
He moved out of the orphanage he grew up in without saying goodbye to the people who "raised" /( neglect)him and was on his way to Georga( the state not the country) to study at Embry-Riddle. Once he got there he put away his things in a dorm provided to him through his scholarship and decided to kill some time checking out the comic shops nearby to see if they have the new spideypool comics he wanted to read.

' left ,right, left'   He thinks as he crossed the street to the shop, hes learned his lesson to be aware of his surroundings after being hit countless times( But just like a peen in the morning he always got back up.) he arrives at the shop and stares in awe at the life sized model of deadpool and resists his urge to grab his thicc cheeks. Unbeknownst to him there was a trouble making demon spaw... *cough child playing with a letter opener  though was one of those retractable blade toys. The child  thought they were gonna play the funniest prank of the year snuck up on Mr. bolls and lunged at him from being while yelling [prepare to die] like a character in a zoro movie.
Nearly shitting himself he turned around to see a small gremlin jumping on top of him and felt a cold sensation in his neck which confused him, grabbing down to see what it was he felt something metallic as well as something wet. Looking at his hand while slowly blacking out he though ' of fucking course im going out this way... children are truly evil'

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