Marvel AU - Cut Off One Head . . . [O/A]

[NuSith]

Deadpool braced his knee for the kick and swung a jab at Spider-man's right shoulder in attempt to his a nerve and stun his arm for a moment.
"I talk while I fight. You epic fail pal. I is are in your brain upping your ram." He attempted a headbutt.



Digging through the files he was still coming up short. He was sure these people had somthing on Logan that would lead straight to him. S.H.E.I.L.D did have other interesting files that Daken was already making copies of. The woman in the office was so kind in allowing him access to the file room. All it took was some pushing with his pharamones and heavy flirty. He might endulge the woman only for his means but for now he was on the search through the files.
"They must have a seperate file system. a more secured one than this." He grumbled to himself in Japanese.
He closed the file cabinet and collected his copies. His tattoos hidden in uniform and his mowhawk hiden under a hat he looked like a normal, rather handsome guy working for S.H.E.I.L.D when in fact he was affiliated with them at all. In fact he had only been there a few weeks working undercover for his purposes and needs. To find his father, hunt him down, and kill him.

[DrAshFjorde]

Shifting slightly, he took the jab, barely feeling it. When Deadpool started explaining that he talked during a fight, Spidey tried to comprehend what the rest of the nonsense coming from the man's mouth meant. When Deadpool attempted to headbutt him, Spider-Man brought his hands up to catch the approaching problem.

Casually, conversationally, Spidey commented, "And I see no problem with talking while fighting. Trading quips with punches is equally important. So, for your headbutt, I'll trade you a..." but left the sentence unfinished, on purpose, as he attempted to use Deadpool's momentum from the headbutt to assist in the knee he was bringing up and into the man's solar plexus

[NuSith]

Deadool felt the knee and all his air escape him. He doubled over as his healing factor kicked in and he regained breathing and that dizzy feeling passed.
"you stole my air." He whimpered. "I see your quip and raise you a smartass come back." He swung at Spider-man again with a hard left. "But I forgot what I was going to say, so obviously it wasn't too smartyassed."
'Smartyassed is not a word Wade.'
'Is today.'
'It's silly that I want gum right now.'
'Mmmm double buble.'

[Achikah]

Though she noticed the woman's glowing eyes, Peggy didn't flinch, nor even change her patient temperament. She sat and listened to the woman's word, taking the offered card in hand and reading over the information.

“We shall be in touch,” she replied. She twirled the card momentarily as the woman paused at the door. “For the record though, Ms. Richards, I'd appreciate if you'd refrain from intimidating my guards when requesting a future meeting. You might have centuries worth of wisdom, ageless beauty, and an arsenal of supernatural powers I can't even begin to fathom, but this is my organization, these are my men, and I'll be damn if I'll allow such threats and petty 'powerflexing' to continue.”

With a simple hand gesture, the guards outside opened the door immediately, one moving forward to show Alysion out. Peggy however remained seated. Her eyes glanced up from the card finally, the former kindness buried beneath a fiery resolve.

“Have a nice day.”

[DrAshFjorde]

His spider sense once again warning him about the incoming attack, Spiderman allowed the fist to to hit him. Shifting at the last minute to minimise the amount of damage he took, he knew he would have a bruise soon, but also understood his own healing would cause the bruise to heal within minutes.

Thinking quickly, commenting, "Smartyassed isn't a word. You fail English? That unpossible," spidey glanced about, thought he saw two people in crowd he knew and immediately mentally shrugged it off, as he other issues to deal with at the moment. Leaping straight up, he quickly fired two shots of webbing in different directions.

[Dovakinator]

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A while later, Daredevil was hot on the trail of his "victim". The red clad hero was perched on a fire escape of a broken down apartment complex he followed the convict to. It took him a bit to hear his voice through the walls, but he found the apartment he was in. Daredevil could smell chemicals coming out of the room, it was a strange mixture, most likely a new drug to poison the people of New York, and more specifically, Hell's Kitchen. "An they let this guy go, gotta love when the justice system fails.." he thought to himself. It was things like this that made the lawyer take up his hero persona. Many people did not think of it as justice, but Matt's mind was numb to that idea, after his father's death.

Daredevil could hear three different voices inside the walls of the apartment, one was the man he wanted, the other sounded like his partner, and the third man had an irregular heart beat, and fast breathing patterns, common for a chronic drug user. The men must be using him to test this new drug, like a lab rat. The time to act was now, not only was this a mission of justice, but now it was kind of a rescue, except the junkie most likely would not agree.

Waiting for the right time to crash the party, Daredevil could hear the sound difference in one of the men turning his back towards the nearby window, so the hero crept up to the side of it, ready to break through it, and do what he does best, and it doesn't involve a courtroom.



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"The name's Daredevil... remember it! You'll be hearing it again... I promise!!"

[NuSith]

"I said it is today." Deadpool commented about his new made up word as he tucked and rolled toward his hand and grabbed it off the ground.
He managed to get his hand back on and healed into place.
"I speak other languages. Being able to speak english correctly is like winning a gold medal at the special olipics..." Deadpool pulled out a tazer and turned it on. "Just not that special." He shrugged and waited for Spidey's next move.

[DrAshFjorde]

Spider-Man watched all that was happening, including Deadpool pulling a taser. When Spidey felt the webbing he'd shot out grow tight, he extended his feet outward and used the web line like a slingshot. Planning carefully, Spider-Man prepared himself for when and if his feet would strike the man, knowing that if the taser came in contact it wouldn't really slow him down, just hurt. A lot.

[NuSith]

Eyeing what Spider-man was doing, Deadpool stood scratching his head. It didn't occur to him until feet were firmly planted in his chest and he was sent back. All he could think was 'Cool'
He brought the tazer up wanting to hit anything on the guy he could.

Once Deadpool came to a rolling, tumblind stop, he managed to get up and yell. "MY TURN!" He wanted to play human slingshot too. No sense in letting the spider have all the fun.

Glancing quickly at his Hello Kitty watch he realized he ate up a lot of time. Maybe he should cut this fun short. He had an assignment after all. He just had to find capatin mowhawk kid and get his attention again. Not hard, just walk up and punch the guy. Sure reminded Deadpool of his pal Logan.

[DrAshFjorde]

Still moving after planting his feet into Deadpool, Spider-Man allowed the momentum to carry him forward and as his opponent yelled, "My Turn," Spidey launched himself into a series of flips. As he did this, he prepared to launch himself at Deadpool, still wary of the taser the man was holding.

[gothampd]

With the last snide remark about how she had treated the man at the desk. A thousand scenarios played through Alyison's mind simultaneously. All ending with the lieutenant coughing up her teeth. She never knew a woman who infuriated her as much as.... She took that self-spoken  statement back Aphrodite was pretty bad. The 'have a nice day' comment sent a whole new flood of comments and remarks to reply to but her years told her better.

Alyison smiled softly and turned just before being escorted out, "you as well ma'am... Enjoy your tea." Call it womens intuition but with that accent and her attitude she figured she had missed tea time. Considering it a final peace offering. 
A cup formed from the material of the table and felt with the water from the water cooler in the corner of the room. Changing the particles in the air she was able to heat the water and then using some of the fresh plants around the office with the help of a nearby tea bag down the hall she was able to create the cup of hot tea. 
Walking out the door with the guards she waited until she was completely outside before feeling a sigh of relief wash over her. Something about that place made her uneasy; or perhaps it was just the Lieutenant. She scoffed to herself lightly before reaching for her phone she was going to need to get information.

[Dovakinator]

..::Winter Soldier::..

Strolling down the side walk of NYC was a slightly shorter man. He was dressed in a slightly baggy leather coat with a hood that was up covering his head. He had black leather gloves covering both of his hands, and blue jeans on. He had dirty brown, steel toe work boots covering his feet, and his coat was tightly wrapped and buttoned around him. He almost looked like he was hiding something, but was dressed in such a manner that no one would find him odd. The man sat on a bench on the end of the block of the busy street as cars zoomed by.

He took a deep breath, staring at the ground. It was none other then the Winter Soldier, but nobody knew his true identity, not even SHIELD knew who he was. Only the Soviets, who have long been disbanded, and HYDRA, his current employers. He was currently on a mission, to find out any information on "persons of interest" who were residents of New York City. He was given a few names, but otherwise it was more of what he could find out on his own. HYRDA had big plans on the horizon, and wanted some intelligence on super humans that might be under their radar. They would give him word on who to do what with as time went on.

Soldiers long brown hair bounced in the gentle breeze as he stared at his feet, and the ground. A passing by elder woman sat down next to him with a smile. "Hello young man! Are you waiting for the bus too?!" She asked in a nice, gentle way. The man turned his head slightly, peering through his hair at the woman. He wanted to tell her off, her jolly tone struck a nerve for some reason, but he bit his tongue. He replied in one simple word. "Yea..."

"Well that is swell! I really enjoy company when waiting for this dang'd thing! You know with all the commotion around the city lately. Crazed masked man blowing up things, causing a stir! I even heard there is a guy swinging around on spider webs or some thing! Oh how times do change! Back in my day things were different indeed! Mmmhmm." The woman rambled on. "But I didn't catch your name?." She asked, almost annoyingly.

"I didn't give it!" The man thought. It would not cause much attention his way, but he had to avoid ANY kind of detection. So again, he replied, with one monotone word, "Dutch..."

[Achikah]

As Alysion and the task force exited the vicinity, Peggy remained level-headed despite her annoyance. The woman's rash entitlement had left a bitter taste in her mouth, especially the volatile power slips when faced with mere verbal resistance. Still though, regardless of the woman's behavior, the information given could prove useful if filtered through the right channels and she would honor her promises accordingly. With a defeated sigh, she eyed the stemming beverage warily wondering if it were somehow a trap. She could see it going either way really- a vengeful act of poison to the 'usurper' or a cynical, '******** you' peace offering. Either way, it would just sit, she decided; this position held too many variables for her to indulge haphazardly.

It had grown quite late from her understanding, at least it felt as such. Reaching into her coat, she retrieved an antique pocket watch encased in tarnished silver. Opening it reveal it had, indeed, gone into the evening hours if only be a few moments. However, she soon realized time hadn't been her true motive for the gesture. Gazing at the device, her tired eyes softened as she locked her gaze with another's. Her finger gently traced the edge of the worn photo hidden within. Silently she stewed, the clock's repetitive clicking echoing like a barrage of rhythmic artillery in the abandoned room. After a long pause, she placed the watch back into her pocket. Leaning back in her seat, Peggy grasped the cup of tea and took a small sip.

She smiled sadly; it was exceptional.

[NuSith]

When Spider-man came at him, Deadpool brought the tazer up in attempt to get the man's side.
"Stupid bug, you go zap!!"
Deadpool had a few thoughts going through his head.
'He's gonna pee on me. People pee themselves when they are zapped.'
'I wonder if I can cook a pizza with a tazer.'
'Why can't I get affordable life insurance?'
'Why is the sky blue?'
'Did I leave the oven on at the apartment? Shoot. I think I did.'






Daken made his way down the hall with the bits of intell he wanted but it wasn't enough to go on. He was not happy.
He had let the secretery live and got what he wanted from her as well. She might lose her job just for fournicating with staff in the office. Eitherway, not his problem.
Rounding the corner Daken was carefull to get past the security guard and look casual. He used his pharamones to put the man at ease to make his job easier.
He had to get back to his hide out and look the information over again. He also had to call that moron Wade and get him to get ready.

[DrAshFjorde]

Sure that he was about to get the taser, knowing it wouldn't really bother him, just sting a lot, Spider-Man finished his next flip and than launched himself at Deadpool. As he felt himself come in contact with the man, he immediately launched into a barrage of punches, all aimed at random places.

Punching as quickly as he could, Spidey explained, "Bugs and arachnids are not the same things," and landing another punch, he continued to explain the difference between the two.