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A story collaboration
By Silent J and The Scribe

   "With great power comes great responsibility"
- Spider-Man

      "Mad men aren't mad, they're just determined."
- Nightshock
Dramatis Personae-

Zachary Thomas / Nightshock - Breed Leader
Wilson Fisk / The Kingpin of crime - Crime Lord
Wade "Wadey" Wilson / Deadpool - Assassin/Merc with a mouth/Talk Show host/Slightly insane


       "I am in need of... someone of your talents..."


Nightshock &The Breed
                        Ripples

    "A Night, A Jungle, And a Deadpool"

"HOW DO I GET MYSELF INTO THESE PREDICAMENTS??", A man said, hanging upside down, swinging from a tree, dangling over a boiling pot of acid, somewhere in the middle of Africa...

A FEW DAYS EARLIER.....
Location: New York...

It was a cool October day in Manhattan; kids were playing in the streets, business men were talking "shop" on busy sidewalks, people eating their favorite hotdogs at their favorite stands, and traffic was at a standstill. But not for the normal reasons. There was trouble in the big city; a group of techs were staging a bank heist and were making their way to their chopper on the roof. As they ran up the stairs to the roof, they opened the door, and a man in a black and silver costume with glowing blue eyes was there waiting for them. "You weren't about to leave without making a deposit first were you??", the man said, startling the crooks before he began beating them mercilessly. As the beating went on, a crowd gathered together and cheered as the man "finally" brought the thieves down from the building and handed them over to the police.

But not far away, in a fortress made of glass and reinforced steel - miles high it seemed - above the heads of 'ordinary' people, was a man, looking down out of a window from his lavish office, teeth grinding and clenching his fists and said in a sinister undertone: "I will not stand for this any longer..." He then walked over to a console surrounded by computers, holographic projectors, and a viewscreen, to which he used to view the news: "..Just moments ago, the hero known as Nightshock handed off five technical criminals known as the 'Strikers' to the police. The Strikers were behind several thefts in last few weeks in the greater Manhattan area. They stole an undisclosed amount of money during their thefts, and would've added 255 million dollars to their...", the anchorman read before the man angrily turned off the screen. "255 million dollars, gone...", the man said, holding his head in his hands. "It was a perfect heist, everything was going according to plan, and then 'HE' had to interfere. Do you know what that money could've done for me?!?", he said, pounding his fist into the console. "Guns, munitions, chemicals, robotics, a new console perhaps?", another man said, coming in from another room, in a hovering wheelchair. "All of that, and more..." "It, combined with the other amounts acquired, would have supplied me with enough resources to control the whole of New York's criminal underworld, and then HE came along and ruined the whole operation!!!" "A pity really, and some of that could've gone to repairing some of my slayers", the man in the hoverchair remarked snidely. "YOU...AND YOUR SLAYERS!!!", the man said in a rage, firmly grabbing hold of the man's chair, "USELESS!! ALL OF THEM!!! NOTHING YOU HAVE CREATED HAS BEEN ABLE TO STOP HIM!!! NOR MERCENARY, NOR ASSASSIN, NOR MUTANT COULD STOP HIM!!" "That may be true, but do you have to take it out on me?!?", the man said, hoping his chair would be released. "Huhh...", he sigh, "You're right Smythe, you're not worth my rage. Now, there's something I must do, if you would excuse me.." "Alright, I know when I'm not wanted around here", Smythe said, exiting the room. The man then went to a private communication suite (behind a bookcase no less), to make a....private call.

"Hello, operator..." "Yes sir?" "I need to place a call in Detroit." "Whom can I say is calling?" "The Kingpin.." "Yes sir", the operator said, a little uneasy of the caller, but known to tie in such villains to their intended destination. "Patch me through to the 'Bullet Time' saloon, I need to contact someone there." "Yes sir." The operator then patched him to the saloon. "Bullet Time, what's ya crime?"(the traditional greeting), the bartender said. "I'm looking for someone to do a 'job' for me." "Yes sir, what type are you looking for?" "Someone who is willing to take a 'suicide bounty'." "Yeah, I know just the guy. And as the fates would have it, he's here right now." "Hello, I am in need of... someone of your talents....", he said to the man on the phone, divulging privileged information to the mysterious stranger on the line, to which the man said: "Wow, I can't do that. But I know someone who can." The Kingpin was stupefied while the man handed the phone off to the man next to him. "Yep-a-roonie!! Who can I say is calling?", the second stranger answered in a slightly weird tone. "Uhh... The Kingpin." "Willy boy!! How ya been? Ya neva call, ya neva write... What's ya need 'Kingy'?" "Oh boy, this is getting good..", Smythe said silently to himself while listening to the call on his headset. "I have a job for you Mr. Wilson, you will have to go to extraordinary lengths to capture this intended target, subdue his abilities, for 'they' will be your biggest problem, and eradicate this threat to my organization by any means necessary... You will be handsomely compensated of course, should you accept and complete this job." "Ohh!! Sounds like fun!! Can I whack him in the head?!?" "Yeesss...", Kingpin said, a little hesitant at response. "Whoo!!! I gets to whack somebodies!!!", Deadpool said with delight. "So... do we have a bargain??" "Yes sir...I think we do...", he said with a sinister tone. "Good. Now, is there anything that you need for your mission? My resources are at your disposal of course..." "Well let's see...I want a horde of flying cameras, a castle 'prop'.." "A castle...'prop'?" "or a real one, aw heck lets just go with the real one, you're paying for all of it, a few robot dinosaurs, some islanders, prime cuts of meat, and fresh new pony!!! Hahaha I crack myself up..." "Fine. Will you be needing any of my personnel?" "Nah, I got FAN BOYS!!!! They do all my personal labor; ISN'T THAT RIGHT BOYS?!?" "YEAH!!", the guys said collectively while moving some boxes into another room. "So boss man, when do I get started?" "Right....NOW!!!", he said in a blustered voice, hinting at urgency. "Hey hey, alright! Jeez, take a chill pill! Alrighty boys, lets 'headpool'em' out!! See what I did there? I just made a pun by referencing to my disembodied counterpart from the corps.. Read a comic people!!", he said as he hung-up the phone. "I hope you know what you're getting yourself into by hiring this lunatic!", Smythe said as he hovered into the room. "What do you take me for Smythe, a fool?? The Kingpin always has a plan in motion, even if it needs some....rearranging..", he said as he looked at some of Smythe's recently modified Slayers, and started to laugh villainously...

Location: FC, Manhattan....7:13 P.M.

Walking down the street next to the Oscorp building, a man wearing a pair of deep red tennis shoes, faded black jeans, a black and silver detailed t-shirt, and dark red hoodie looked up at the imposing skyscraper before him. As he did, he remembered a battle between Spider-man and the Green Goblin, fighting in a recently renovated office near the top floor. He then looked across the street and saw the Defuser mopping up a few bank robbers and handed them over to the police; and as the small crowd of people applauded, he left them with the words: "All in a days work citizens." The man shook his head in disbelief thinking 'Is this what heroing's come to?', and then continued walking.

All of a sudden, a woman screamed for help in a alleyway, and the man quickly climbed up a wall to the roof of a building. Once he was on the roof, he saw the woman's shadow as she was being dragged further into the alley. His body started to glow with a strange blue energy. Slowly, a black substance began to overtake his hand, then his arm, then chest, then his head until it covered all of his body like a costume. The suit changed its form to a mesh of black and silver, with a cape flowing behind him. As he lifted his head to the skies, his bright cyan eyes finally opened, cracked his neck and exclaimed: "Ahh, feels good to be in my second skin.."

As he descended from the rooftops, he navigated through the fire escapes like wind through the trees, slipping through the bars with great ease, as he zeroed in on the woman's screams and came to her aid. But as he rushed to the scene, he could tell something was wrong; there was no criminal presence, no sign of a struggle, and the woman was just fine. "Umm... ma'am. Are you alright?", he asked cautiously, thinking it was a trap. "Oh no dear boy..", the seemingly 'old' woman replied in a frail sounding voice. "I'm not alright at all..." "Why not?", the man asked, inching his way closer to 'her'. "Because I've got a splitting headache..", 'she' said as the man turned her around and saw her face before he was hit in the back of the head with an adamantium bat, knocking him out cold. "And apparently you've got one too!!!", the old lady said, suddenly revealing herself to be Deadpool in disguise. As he walked by his quarry's head, he bent down and shouted in his ear: "Oh, and like I said before, I'm not alright. I feel grrrrrrrreeaatt!!! Ha ha ha ha ha!!!" The last thing the man saw was Deadpool's boots walking away, before he fell into unconsciousness and was dragged away.

A FEW DAYS LATER....

"Argh... What happened??", the man said, waking up to being hung upside down over a boiling pot of acid. "Is he awake yet?", a woman said with a clipboard in her hand. "I think so; LETS GET HIM READY!!!", a man shouted, signaling for a crew to come in and 'pretty him up'. A few people from various departments - hair, makeup, wardrobe, etc...- moved in to prep the upside down man for some reason. But for what reason, he didn't know. "CAMERAS IN POSITION!!", another man said, using a controller to configure the hover-cams wirelessly. "Is 'HE' ready?", another man asked. "Yes sir!!" "Alright he's ready! Lets light this candle!!", the first man shouted as Deadpool emerged out of his trailer. "Are we ready to roll?" "Yes sir", a woman said, walking next to Deadpool. "Is the victim ready?" "Yes sir." "Excellent... Now, we begin.."

As Deadpool came over to the pot, he took a deep whiff of whatever was in there, turned to his victim and said: "Hiya Nighty!! Did you miss me??" "Why grandma, you're nothing but a wolf in 'cheap' clothing...", he said snidely, remarking at past events. "Ohh, aren't you just full of 'it'??", he said while making a face at him(Well, how could you tell anyway??). "Full of it?? Is that the best you 'hacks' known as so-called 'writers' could come up with?!?!", he said at us, clearly unhappy with all the very hard work we've done on writing his dialogue. "You guys haven't made a good joke since 'Code of a Hero'!!!" After roughing him up a bit for those 'catty' remarks, we return to the jungle where we left off in the story. "Ok, are the cameras ready?" "Yes sir. Um, where were you just now?" "I don't wanna talk about...", he said with a bewildered look on his mask. "Oooookk.. We're ready when you are." "Ready!!", Deadpool shouted, now composed. "Alright people, we're live in 5..4..3..2....", the producer said while motioning to Deadpool to begin. "We're on now? ALRIGHTY PEOPLE, WELCOME WELCOME WELCOME TO 'PAIN FACTOR'!!!!", he said on camera while an explosion occurred in the background. "WHERE A FACTOR OF PAIN, KEEPS THE DOCTORS AT BAY!", he continued, "ON TODAY'S PAIN FACTOR, WE HAVE A VERY 'SPECIAL FRIEND' JOINING US ON THE SHOW(AGAINST HIS WILL OF COURSE), THE AMAZING SPIDE... NO WAIT, WRONG STORY.. THE INCREDIBL.... NO, THAT'S NOT RIGHT.. CAPTAIN AMER.... NO... PSSSST, WHAT'S HIS NAME AGAIN??", he asked looking at the producer. "It's Nightshock sir." "RIGHT... AHEM, AS I WAS SAYING: THE ONE, THE ONLY.... 'NIGHTY'!!! BUT FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO DON'T KNOW HIM LIKE THAT.. IIIIIIIIIIIIITTT'S 'SILENT PAIN'!!! SORRY, NIGHTSHOCK!!!!", he said while gesturing the cam to focus on Nightshock. "SAY HI TO THE GOOD PEOPLE AT HOME WHO HAVE NO CHOICE BUT TO WATCH CAUSE WE HACKED INTO THE TV NETWORKS!!" "Hi...", he said grudgingly. "YES PEOPLE!!", he said as they pulled away from Nightshock, viewing the island they were on. "WE'RE HERE ON THIS LOVELY ISLAND SMACK DAB IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE!! YES, YOU CAN'T FIND US, BUT YOU CAN WATCH US.. NOW BEFORE WE START THIS GAUNTLET SLASH SURVIVOR SLASH COMIC BOOK BATTLE LIKE THING, I'D LIKE TO THANK MY PRODUCTION CREW FOR THERE HARD WORK ON THIS THING; BTW, THEY'RE ALL ESCAPED CONVICTS FROM 'ROOKER'S' ISLAND PENITENTIARY. AND THE TWO GUYS I PAID TO DO COMMENTARY FOR THE WHOLE SHEBANG, THAT WILL BE DOING THEIR JOBS SOMETIME LATER IN THE STORY!! JOHNNY SOMEBUDDY AND MATT SIMMERS!! NOW IF ANYONE NEEDS ME, I'LL BE IN MY DRESSING ROOM!", he said before they went to commercial. As Deadpool trotted to his trailer, Nightshock turned himself to Deadpool's direction and said: "You know these ropes can't hold me!" "Oh I know Nighty. It was just for show anyway." "Ugh..", he said while still upside down. The ropes then loosened around him as he fell into the pot, which was nothing more than cold water with "Mentos" in it. As he got out of the pot, he looked around but saw no one but Deadpool walking to his trailer. 'I DON'T NEED TO STICK AROUND FOR THIS', he thought to himself as he prepared to fly away. "Ohh, I wouldn't do that if I was you", Deadpool said to him. "Why not?" "Because I booby-trapped the island." "You wha?" "Yeah, I setup anti-teleporting and flying generators, and power dampeners all around this place. Just to make sure I get a fair chance to whack ya good!", he said proudly, "Ohh... and its wired to blow if you step off without my say so." "I'm gonna have to play your twisted little game, aren't I?", Nightshock asked. "Oh ho yes, but guess what? Whether you win or die, it'll all be captured on these nifty flying cameras for posterity sake...So I suggest you smile and look....like that..", he said before disappearing into a shrub.

Nightshock went over to see where he went, but found nothing. As he looked around at his surrounding, his spotted on the ground that there was arrows painted on it, leading him to a seemingly abandoned arena. He walked into the center of the arena, on his guard at all times, waiting for something to happen. And happen it did.

The doors closed, bright lights came on all around him, with one shining directly in his face so he couldn't see. And a loud voice came down from the top, saying: "WELCOME NIGHTSHOCK!! YOU'VE JUST STEPPED IN....THE ARENA OF DOOM!!!!!" "The 'arena of doom'?" "IN HERE, YOU WILL FIND OPPONENTS OF 'FAMILIAR' CALIBER. AND IF YOU SO HAPPEN TO SURVIVE THIS ORDEAL, YOU WILL BE LED TO FURTHER 'DOOMS' I HAVE PREPARED FOR YOU... MWWHAHAHAHAHAAA!!!!", the announcer finished. The lights then dimmed, revealing four different seized "Fan Boys" wearing holo-bands, changing their appearance to four different villains Nightshock had faced before. One charged at him, appearing as Frenzy, a monstrous creation of mutated blue skin, glowing orange eyes and teeth, blood red claws extended, wearing a dark orange training jumpsuit with two yellow tubes attached to a small harness on his chest, running back to a concealed pack on his back; with the other three FB's chilling in the background. He lunged at Nightshock with his claws, who easily ducked his attack. The faux Frenzy spun around, ready to slice Nightshock to ribbons with his claws, but instead was met by...a fist. The force of the punch had enough kinetic energy to shatter the holo-band, and kayoed the faker. As the other three turned on their holo-bands, they all rushed him at the same time, but met the same fate of the first schmoe; punched into submission. Once they were trounced throughly, Deadpool came on the sound system and said dejectedly: "Ohh, now I'm going have ta let you go...". Then the doors opened, releasing Nightshock back onto the island. "You know of my 'gallery' huh?", Nightshock said as he once again followed the arrows in the ground to another destination. "Yepper-roonie!! I do my homework on my targets when I feel like it!", Deadpool said through an old sound system from a secret location on the isle. The arrows led Nightshock through a stretch of trees, until he came to a large clearing surrounded by thick fog. Nightshock snapped his fingers, and swept away the fog in a flash. An abandoned industrial complex came into view; it was covered in vines and decay. "What was this place?", he said as he walked through the front door, seeing corroded walls and broken screens and computers. 'Sniff sniff.' "Ugh! What's that smell?", Nightshock said in disgust while looking around the main assembly area. Deadpool then came on the P.A. with a tapping on the mic: 'Phff phff phff' "Hello...hello! Is this thing on? Hey Nighty! This is part dos of the CAVALCADE OF DOOM!!" "Great....", Nightshock said, rolling his eyes. "You will see a timer on the screen in front of you... any second now.... maybe... WHAT'S THE HOLD-UP GUYS!?!?", he said while whomping the crew upside their heads with a rolled up pizza. After apologizing, they finally got the screen working. "AS I WAS SAYING... there is a timer on the screen, and you have to perform a specific task in the allotted time. That task you ask? Hehe, I laugh to hide the pain.. Well, you have to save two 'willing' participants in two different locations from two different reactor explosions!!" "Why two?" "Why not?", Deadpool retorted, before switching off the sound. 'THAT'S JUST FANTASTIC', Nightshock thought. As he started looking around for points of reference, a small screen caught his eye. He walked over to it and found a schematic on display. Two points on the screen were flashing...which in itself wasn't too bad. But it was the locations that made Nightshock almost explode in frustration: the two were flashing at either end of the complex. Which meant he would have to be lightning quick, but it wouldn't be easy since the whole building was the full length of eight football fields. He looked back at the schematic again to get the first hostage's location, and then realized that the entire place was a maze of corridors and large storage rooms filled with crates. 'THIS JUST KEEPS GETTING BETTER AND BETTER', Nightshock thought with a loud sigh.

After a few minutes of navigating the semi-lit hallways, he finally found the first reactor room. The reactor itself was in the center suspended over a large tank of water. Despite the frigid air around it, Nightshock could feel the heat from the reactor slowly building. He scanned the room for the hostage and finally found him, a technician tied to a vertical steel beam on a platform. "Help! Please somebody help me!", the technician screamed. As Nightshock jumped over to the platform, he ran over and untied the man. "Can you shut this thing down?", he said to the technician. "Yeah I think so. Just let me get over to the console on that platform over there", the man replied. "Hold on, I'll get you over there faster", Nightshock said as he grabbed the man and shot a web line up to the ceiling. They both swung over to the platform, allowing the technician to start the deactivation sequence. The reactor began to glow red hot, reaching critical levels. "I can't get the access codes to work, its going into meltdown!!!", the technician yelled frantically. "Great....", Nightshock said grimly. "We have to do something!!!", the technician said. "Yeah, yeah, I'm on it", Nightshock replied with a groan. The technician began to shiver and freeze while Nightshock's hands started to glow blue and misty as he brought his fists together, shooting out a blast of ice. The blast hit its mark, as the superheated reactor was instantly cooled. Steam filled the room, obscuring everything, including an inconspicuous hover-cam that lost its signal from the steam effect. "Sir, camera 27 is out", said one of Deadpool's techs. "Darn. But it doesn't really matter, cause he'll never get to that other technician in time. Not in a million years!!!", Deadpool gloated. "Uhh sir, you may want to see this", the technician said nervously. "No...That's not true... THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE!!!!", he said completely dumbfounded. "Roll back the footage!! I gotta know how he did it!!" After reviewing the tape, they had found that Nightshock made a clone of himself and went in the other direction to stop the other reactor and save the technician in time. "Aren't you a wily one?", he said while looking at Nightshock outside of the complex, with the two techs in hand. "What will STOP this guy?!?!", Deadpool screamed at the screen before getting a call in the conference room. One of his producers answered the phone and Deadpool: "It's for you.." He gulped and picked-up the phone and said timidly: "Hello..." "Mr. Deadpool, I am not enjoying what I'm seeing on this show." "But..." "You assured me that you would eliminate him. What is the problem?" "I nullified the powers that would give me the most trouble, but its not enough..." "Mr. Pool, I will not tolerate anymore failure from you. Get the job done or I will be forced to take some 'drastic' actions." "Don't worry, the last stop on the DOOM train will put the kibosh on him for sure!" "It better have..", The Kingpin said as hung-up the phone. "That didn't sound good", one of the men said sitting at a screen. "ALRRRIIIGHHTTTTY MATES!! WE HAVE TO MAKE SURE THAT WITH THIS LAST DOOM TRIP, WE REALLY NAIL HIM!!!", Deadpool said with fire in the eye holes of his mask. "START THE PROCEDURES!!", he said as the crews scrambled to get everything ready for his last ploy.

BACK IN MANHATTAN...

"SMYTHE!!!!!", Kingpin yelled as he slammed the phone down on his table. "You bellowed?" "Smythe, do you have your modified humanoid Slayers operational as of yet?" "Yes, they just came online and are ready for use. But what for?" "I want you to send all of the available units down to Mr. Wilson's location for a final onslaught against Nightshock on the island." "Losing faith in the good maniac are we?" "I am merely ensuring that my investment is not wasted", he said with a sinister grin. "But what about Deadpool?", Smythe asked. "Well Smythe, accidents do happen..." "Oh how they do..", he said as he programed the Slayers new instructions.

BACK ON THE ISLAND....

Nightshock was running through the long grass, following more arrows to another destination, with which he would likely battle some other weird and whacky challenge. But little did he know what awaited him at the end of the arrows..

"Now what?", he said out of breath, hearing drums being played loudly, like for a ceremony... or an execution. He cautiously approached the strange area, as the drumming grew louder and louder. As he pulled back the thick grass, he saw what was like a parody of "Survivor". There were benches arranged in a circle, torches around the area, a fire pit in the center, and Deadpool dressed in khaki's over his already stunning suit, and with a really cheesy hairpiece. Some of the production team then came out of a trailer and sat on the benches and played along with the plan. "...And we have a very special elimination for tonight's show!", Deadpool said as he gestured Nightshock to come and sit on one of the benches. Deadpool began walking around the fire pit with a microphone in hand as he said: "Now, all of the islanders have voted..." "Umm...I didn't vote", Nightshock said while raising a finger in protest. "Ehh, right.... As I was saying...they have voted.... and YOU! have been voted off the island, aww...!" "Yippee... Does that mean I can get of this h..." "But as a consolation prize", Deadpool interrupted, "You get this lovely ceramic bowl, and the heck pounded outta ya!!" "Wait...what?!?", Nightshock said before he was transported to coliseum with a domed roof. The roof was pulsing with energy, indicating some sort of force field. The name: 'Pool Proof Dome' was clearly engraved on the top of the coliseum. Then in the center of the coliseum, Deadpool rose out of the ground, on a pedestal, with another mic in his hand announcing with flair: "WELCOME WELCOME WELCOME TO THE PAIN FACTOR FINALE!!!!" Fireworks exploded as he finished. "I would to thank all of the 'cons' that helped out with this project, the uninhabited island, the Disney execs! (yeah, I had to throw in the new bosses ..) And the 'maid' of honor: Nightshock!! Give him a round of applause!!" "Thanks...", he said unenthusiastically. "Ohh, beautiful! Brings a tear to my eye... Anywho...now on to the main event. Direct your attention to rear of the coliseum. You will see three gates, each of which has dozens of robotic dinosaurs, with different mutant abilities programed into them, and laser beams attached to their heads! At the sound of the bell they, and I, will charge at you with everything we've got to turn you into paste!!", Deadpool shouted as he pointed to a screen with a countdown clock stating: 5..4..3..2..1..BRRING!!! BRRING!!!! With the bell ringing, the gates then lifted up, releasing the robot dinos on to the field, while Deadpool teleported to the front of the rampaging ruckus with a shoto in one hand, and a plasma pistol in the other. The dinos and Deadpool were hurtling toward Nightshock when the commentators came on over the P.A. system: "Howdy there folks, this is Johnny Somebuddy, and today I'm joined by my broadcasting partner Matt Simmers", said Johnny. "So Matt, what's the prediction on today's battle?" "Well Johnny, I'd say: 'the prediction is PAIN!!!', to quote Mister T", Matt replied. "But in all seriousness, its going to be a real slobberknocker of a fight. I'd have to put my money on Deadpool and his robot army, he's got the numbers, the firepower, and let's face it, he's just plain psycho." "Well Matt, I disagree. I'll go with Nightshock. From what we've seen from him so far, I think he's more than a match for the 'merc with a mouth.' But to go along with your earlier statement, it's really going to be a slobberknocker!"
Johnny Somebuddy: "Ohh, Deadpool just got creamed by Nightshock with a mean right hook!"
Matt Simmers: "Probably taking out some frustration on him for his current predicament."
Johnny Somebuddy: "Looks like a horde of robo raptors have started their attack on Nightshock, and they're launching missiles at him from close range! It's like a missile storm down there!!!"
Matt Simmers: "I don't know how Nightshock's going to...Wait! Oh wow, he just put up a force field and...DID IT JUST ABSORB ALL THOSE MISSILES?!?!"
Johnny Somebuddy: "I saw it and I just can't believe it..."
Matt Simmers: "But he's not done yet. He's absorbing the explosive force of those missiles into his hands, and he's about to bring'em together!!! Holy..."
BAAANNNGGGG!!!
Johnny Somebuddy: "Uhhh...where are the raptors?"
Matt Simmers: "I...think they're gone Johnny. They're just gone."
Johnny Somebuddy: "Well, I guess he just 'wiped out the dinosaurs'..."
Matt Simmers: "Hehe...."
Johnny Somebuddy: "But all kidding aside; there is a big crater where the dinos once were."
Matt Simmers: "A stegosaurus herd is moving in, and they are packin' some serious heat..."
Johnny Somebuddy: "I think those are mortar cannons on their backs, built for long distance combat."
Matt Simmers: "Nightshock will need to keep on his toes for this wave."
"Who hired these guys?!?!", Nightshock asked while running from the cannon fire.
Johnny Somebuddy: "Its like a meteor shower of energy down there!."
Matt Simmers: "There seems to be a cloud of dust forming on the field. The dinos are firing right into it!"
Johnny Somebuddy: "Hold on Matt, something's going on in that cloud! The mortars are shooting right back at the dinos!"
Matt Simmers: "I think I can see...Yes, Nightshock is punching those mortars back with his bare hands!!!"
Johnny Somebuddy: "Those stegos are Eggos..."
Matt Simmers: "Lightning doesn't strike twice Johnny."
Johnny Somebuddy: "That may be Matt, but somebody out there is laughing, ...somebody is..."
Matt Simmers: "Okay, back to the action. A robo-brachiosaurus is moving onto the field; it's like some kind of massive, lumbering, steel giant. You can feel the ground quaking with every step it takes."
"Big... really big....", Nightshock said as he saw the enormous steel beast slowly moving toward him.
Johnny Somebuddy: "Yes, its like a giant...thing."
Matt Simmers: "The dino is trying to take off Nightshock's head by using it's tail like a giant club."
Johnny Somebuddy: "Whoa, he was able to duck under that giant tail. Whoa! That thing almost hit the booth!"
Matt Simmers: "Good to be alive huh? And speaking of 'alive', where is Deadpool?"
Johnny Somebuddy: "I think I see him tiptoeing behind Nightshock, I wonder if he'll get a hit in.."
KAAAA-BOOOOOOOMMMM!!
Matt Simmers: "Guess not..."
Johnny Somebuddy: "But the brachiy did though!"
Matt Simmers: "And into a tree.. Yikes.."
Johnny Somebuddy: "Looks like he's getting back up, and tapping some kind of device on his wrist. I think it's T-Rex time.."
Matt Simmers: "Yup, the doors are opening, and I can see them walking onto the field."
Johnny Somebuddy: "Wow, just like 'Jurassic Park', except these T-Rexes have twin laser cannons on their shoulders. Those things could blow a hole through the side of a mountain..."
Matt Simmers: "Um... aren't we in a side of a mountain??"
Johnny Somebuddy: "Yeah..... Ohh...."
Matt Simmers: "And Nightshock just rolled outta the way of a laser blast from one of the rexes, and nearly got stomped on too."
Johnny Somebuddy: "Wonder what he'll do next.. Uh-oh.. Looks like Nightshock's eyeing a tree the rex just knocked down."
Matt Simmers: "Whoa-oh! He just turned the tree into a metal one! Now he means business!!"
"Chew on this!!", Nightshock said as he swung the now steel spike at the Rexes, hitting off one of their heads at the other Rex, causing it to malfunction. "Wha-oh..", he said as the Rex went haywire.
Johnny Somebuddy: "Glad I'm not down there."
Matt Simmers: "Uhh, I think that rex is going to..."
The crazy rex started running in every which direction, until its top cannons began charging, and then firing haphazardly. Huge laser bolts flew through the air, exploding on impact.
Johnny Somebuddy: "Wow, what a light show!"
Matt Simmers: "Hey, that cannon's facing us! Let's get out of here!!!"
Johnny Somebuddy: "AAAAHHHH!!!!"
Matt Simmers: "RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!!!!!"
The cannon fired into the broadcast tower, ending the two-man commentary; though the duo did escape before the blast singed the studio.

A giant hole was all that was left when the smoke cleared. The brachiosaurus was attempting to escape the broken rex's rampage, when it was hit by two blasts of energy. The mass of molten metal and fused circuits were all that was left of the huge steel beast, still moving too. The fight then spilled out into a forest near the coliseum while the headless Rex went flailing into Nightshock as its rampage ensued. But it was blown to pieces before it could reach him. Nightshock looked up to see the sky as it blackened by a legion of Slayers. "Slayers? What are they doing here?", he pondered while not paying attention to damaged brachiosaurus coming up behind him. "ROOAAAHHH!!!!", it bellowed, charging at him with what working parts remained on it. Several slayers then landed on the beast and began pounding on it, while six more gathered around it and blasted it to kingdom come. As the dino's shattered remains burned, the Slayers walked out of the inferno; their bodies not even scorched. Their eyes were fixated on one thing: Nightshock. "Target acquired", the mechanized menaces recited as they locked their weapons on the intend target. "Oh......", he almost said while the Slayers opened fire. He then ducked behind a tree as he caught his breath. ".......Snap..." He looked from behind, only to see Slayers advancing on his position. "Think... think.. A lot of them, one of me.. Oh, and power dampeners..", he sighed. "What to do.." "You could blow-up the dampeners, get full power back..", Deadpool said, limping towards him with a Slayer's head in his hands. "What?" "The dampeners, you can't fight too well because I used dampeners to drain your powers to beat'em up levels. But if you take them out, you should be back to nearly good enough. And then you can get revenge on Kingpin for double-crossing me!!" He then pinned Deadpool against another tree and said scornfully: "You did WHAT?!?!" "Yeah..hehe.. He took out a hit on you, and he called me to do the job for an undisclosed amount of cash!" "HUUUHHNN", Nightshock growled, but knew he couldn't harm him... yet. He punched the tree and said: "Alright, alright... huuh.. Where are the generators?" "They're both in the center of the island underneath the coliseum!", he said with delight. "Ugh, I don't have time for this...", he said after tossing Deadpool into the direct path of the Slayers. "And take some of them out for me will ya?!", he with a smirk. "Sure!! Why not?!? JUST LIMPING FOR MY LIFE OVER HERE!!!", he yelled as he pulled out his sword and a pistol to fight with while Nightshock ran back to the coliseum.

The coliseum was empty, an eerie empty. He made his way to an elevator shaft; when he reached the bottom, he saw several Slayers appear out of the shadows. As he readied himself for a fight, a giant Slayer stepped into the open, with more armaments, a superior metal body, and a view screen for its face.. Which then turned on. "Ahh Nightshock.... fancy meeting you here in this 'exotic' location", the Kingpin said as the screen showed his face. "Kingpin, you filthy hog you.. I heard that you placed a price on my head, and then sent a holy half-dead and now your tin soldiers after me.. What's wrong 'Kingy', gotten too fat to flatten me yourself?!?" "You share the same wit that your predecessor once had.. But as with him, you will soon be no more... Destroy him!!", he yelled as the Slayers moved towards Nightshock. "I can't have anything nice can I?", he said as his claws extended out.

WHILE ON THE SURFACE....

        Deadpool, along with some of his fanboys, were fighting off the bots from around the coliseum. "Lunk, take the front line.." "What?" "Argh... go straight and beat up the bots there!!" "Ohh!" "Dunce! Dunce?? Anywho... take the right and lay down some suppressing fire!!" "K!!" "And Beauregard.....", he said as he glanced over at the behemoth pounding away at the Slayers, "Uhh... Just keep doing what cha doing good buddy!!" "ARGGHHH!!!", he... um...said?? as he pummeled more Slayers around him.

Deadpool then went back work on the bots, blasting holes in anything that moved. While running low on ammo, he got two grenades from nowhere and dropped them into the group of Slayers as he vaulted over them and bamfed to safety. The robots exploded in a fiery fury while Deadpool bamfed into another group of them; with his katanas drawn, he make quick work of the menaces, 'Slaying the Slayers' as it were.. "Ten down, so many more to go", he sighed while looking at the droves of Slayers charging at him.

BACK UNDERGROUND...

Nightshock lunged his claws into the rampaging robots, slashing off arms and servos with extreme precision, quickly dashing them to pieces. With the Slayers in ruins, Nightshock moved on to the generators. But a giant hand swatted him away, smacking him into a corridor nearby them. "Thought it would be that easy did you?", Kingpin said on the screen, while controlling the mech from his H.Q. "Where were be the fun if it was?", Nightshock groaned, slow to get up. "Feeling under the weather are we?", Kingpin said while launching a missile at him. "Didn't take my vitamins this morning, but I could always use some 'i-ren'", Nightshock retorted, head butting the missile on impact. 'THAT WASN'T THE SMARTEST MOVE', he thought to himself after rolling over to a pillar. "With your powers halved, you are less than a worthy opponent for me. Sneaking about and hiding from me like a coward!!", he bellowed, searching for him in the corridor. "Why don't we blow up the 'gennies' and see what we can do about that?", Nightshock said while making his way close to the doorway to the generators. He was almost there, before kicking a pebble near the door."THERE YOU ARE!!", Kingpin yelled, eager to despatch him once and for all. "I HAVE YOU NOW!!", he said as another missile was preparing to fire. "No....I have you...", Nightshock said with a smirk(who could tell?), seeing the Mega-Slayer positioned right in front of the doorway. The Slayer fired the missile, only to blowup a clone of him while Nightshock appeared next to the Slayer. "Tell me how you like getting blown up!", he shouted as his made an imprint in the mech, sending it flying into the generators, causing a mass chain reaction in the machinery beneath the coliseum, destroying the entire structure.

TOPSIDE.....

Deadpool and his 'boys' were still fighting the Slayers when the coliseum exploded. As pieces were flying everywhere, Deadpool dropped to the ground and said mournfully: "They did it, they really did it..DARN YOU SLAYERS!!! DARN YOU ALL TO..." But before he could finish, a beam of light shot from the smoke in a 360 degree blast, destroying the remaining Slayers on the island. Once the smoke cleared away, Nightshock was seen floating amidst the rubble. "Jiminy Crimness!! Nighty.. You're alive!!", he exclaimed with joy. "Yeah, I'm fine. Are your guys ok?" "Yeah they'll live. Isn't that right boys?!?" "Yeah....", they responded, weakly. "Is everyone else off the island?" "Yeah! They ran like little girls when the Slayers landed.." "Good. Cause we kinda need to get off the island right now." "Why?" "Because that explosion beneath the ruins is causing the island to break up." "Ohh.. That's bad huh?" "Very.." Deadpool and his cronies gathered around Nightshock as he projected a bubble to carry them to safety. "Kinda 'Green Lanternish' don't cha think?", Deadpool said as they zoomed away from the now decimated island. "You know you're going to jail right?" "I know...", he said dejectedly...

BACK IN MANHATTAN....

"ARRRGGGHHHHH!!!!", Kingpin raged, destroying the controls for the Mega-Slayer, and his desk. "You know he's just going to fight harder now that he knows you have it out for him", Smythe said snidely. "Get out of my sight..." "Testy", Smythe replied, trying to tread lightly in his words. "All of these weapons are useless against him. What will it take to rid myself of this.. prolonged annoyance?!?" He pondered for hours in his office as to how to handle this matter. He pondered until.... "That might work. That just might work", he said with a sinister grin slowly spreading across his face. He picked up the phone, dialed an unknown number, and said: "Hello, I am in need of your..'special' services to rid me of a thorn in my side..." As the voice on the line agreed to take on the daunting task, all Kingpin could do was laugh wickedly and say: "Excellent..." "Though I do hope that you will succeed where your predecessor had failed. Or you will suffer unspeakable pain...", he ominously added as he hung up the phone.....

ELSEWHERE IN MANHATTAN....

"You will not believe what happened to me today. A crazy red raccoon man kidnapped me and forced me to 'COMPETE FOR MY LIFE' on this ultra crazy island with cons and 'fan boys' and robot dinosaurs and Slayers and his craziness was just...just.... It's just too much to deal with", Nightshock said, telling a friend about his strange day. "Ohh!! And it was televised... Of all things!!", he said, breathing heavy. "Bruce, what did I do to deserve this?" Bruce just stared back at him, with a stone cold stare. "Hehhhh.. You're right, of course. I shouldn't complain. Things could be worse. Thanks man, you always know what to say", he said with a smile while hugging his friend, on a ledge, who just happens to be a stone gargoyle, on top of Grand Central Station.... "I'm so glad you don't find this weird at all Bruce..", he said as he swung away from the building, off to wherever he was going....

END

Description
A story collaboration
By Silent J and The Scribe

   "With great power comes great responsibility"
- Spider-Man

      "Mad men aren't mad, they're just determined."
- Nightshock
Dramatis Personae-

Zachary Thomas / Nightshock - Breed Leader
Wilson Fisk / The Kingpin of crime - Crime Lord
Wade "Wadey" Wilson / Deadpool - Assassin/Merc with a mouth/Talk Show host/Slightly insane


       "I am in need of... someone of your talents..."


Nightshock &The Breed
                        Ripples

    "A Night, A Jungle, And a Deadpool"

"HOW DO I GET MYSELF INTO THESE PREDICAMENTS??", A man said, hanging upside down, swinging from a tree, dangling over a boiling pot of acid, somewhere in the middle of Africa...

A FEW DAYS EARLIER.....
Location: New York...

It was a cool October day in Manhattan; kids were playing in the streets, business men were talking "shop" on busy sidewalks, people eating their favorite hotdogs at their favorite stands, and traffic was at a standstill. But not for the normal reasons. There was trouble in the big city; a group of techs were staging a bank heist and were making their way to their chopper on the roof. As they ran up the stairs to the roof, they opened the door, and a man in a black and silver costume with glowing blue eyes was there waiting for them. "You weren't about to leave without making a deposit first were you??", the man said, startling the crooks before he began beating them mercilessly. As the beating went on, a crowd gathered together and cheered as the man "finally" brought the thieves down from the building and handed them over to the police.

But not far away, in a fortress made of glass and reinforced steel - miles high it seemed - above the heads of 'ordinary' people, was a man, looking down out of a window from his lavish office, teeth grinding and clenching his fists and said in a sinister undertone: "I will not stand for this any longer..." He then walked over to a console surrounded by computers, holographic projectors, and a viewscreen, to which he used to view the news: "..Just moments ago, the hero known as Nightshock handed off five technical criminals known as the 'Strikers' to the police. The Strikers were behind several thefts in last few weeks in the greater Manhattan area. They stole an undisclosed amount of money during their thefts, and would've added 255 million dollars to their...", the anchorman read before the man angrily turned off the screen. "255 million dollars, gone...", the man said, holding his head in his hands. "It was a perfect heist, everything was going according to plan, and then 'HE' had to interfere. Do you know what that money could've done for me?!?", he said, pounding his fist into the console. "Guns, munitions, chemicals, robotics, a new console perhaps?", another man said, coming in from another room, in a hovering wheelchair. "All of that, and more..." "It, combined with the other amounts acquired, would have supplied me with enough resources to control the whole of New York's criminal underworld, and then HE came along and ruined the whole operation!!!" "A pity really, and some of that could've gone to repairing some of my slayers", the man in the hoverchair remarked snidely. "YOU...AND YOUR SLAYERS!!!", the man said in a rage, firmly grabbing hold of the man's chair, "USELESS!! ALL OF THEM!!! NOTHING YOU HAVE CREATED HAS BEEN ABLE TO STOP HIM!!! NOR MERCENARY, NOR ASSASSIN, NOR MUTANT COULD STOP HIM!!" "That may be true, but do you have to take it out on me?!?", the man said, hoping his chair would be released. "Huhh...", he sigh, "You're right Smythe, you're not worth my rage. Now, there's something I must do, if you would excuse me.." "Alright, I know when I'm not wanted around here", Smythe said, exiting the room. The man then went to a private communication suite (behind a bookcase no less), to make a....private call.

"Hello, operator..." "Yes sir?" "I need to place a call in Detroit." "Whom can I say is calling?" "The Kingpin.." "Yes sir", the operator said, a little uneasy of the caller, but known to tie in such villains to their intended destination. "Patch me through to the 'Bullet Time' saloon, I need to contact someone there." "Yes sir." The operator then patched him to the saloon. "Bullet Time, what's ya crime?"(the traditional greeting), the bartender said. "I'm looking for someone to do a 'job' for me." "Yes sir, what type are you looking for?" "Someone who is willing to take a 'suicide bounty'." "Yeah, I know just the guy. And as the fates would have it, he's here right now." "Hello, I am in need of... someone of your talents....", he said to the man on the phone, divulging privileged information to the mysterious stranger on the line, to which the man said: "Wow, I can't do that. But I know someone who can." The Kingpin was stupefied while the man handed the phone off to the man next to him. "Yep-a-roonie!! Who can I say is calling?", the second stranger answered in a slightly weird tone. "Uhh... The Kingpin." "Willy boy!! How ya been? Ya neva call, ya neva write... What's ya need 'Kingy'?" "Oh boy, this is getting good..", Smythe said silently to himself while listening to the call on his headset. "I have a job for you Mr. Wilson, you will have to go to extraordinary lengths to capture this intended target, subdue his abilities, for 'they' will be your biggest problem, and eradicate this threat to my organization by any means necessary... You will be handsomely compensated of course, should you accept and complete this job." "Ohh!! Sounds like fun!! Can I whack him in the head?!?" "Yeesss...", Kingpin said, a little hesitant at response. "Whoo!!! I gets to whack somebodies!!!", Deadpool said with delight. "So... do we have a bargain??" "Yes sir...I think we do...", he said with a sinister tone. "Good. Now, is there anything that you need for your mission? My resources are at your disposal of course..." "Well let's see...I want a horde of flying cameras, a castle 'prop'.." "A castle...'prop'?" "or a real one, aw heck lets just go with the real one, you're paying for all of it, a few robot dinosaurs, some islanders, prime cuts of meat, and fresh new pony!!! Hahaha I crack myself up..." "Fine. Will you be needing any of my personnel?" "Nah, I got FAN BOYS!!!! They do all my personal labor; ISN'T THAT RIGHT BOYS?!?" "YEAH!!", the guys said collectively while moving some boxes into another room. "So boss man, when do I get started?" "Right....NOW!!!", he said in a blustered voice, hinting at urgency. "Hey hey, alright! Jeez, take a chill pill! Alrighty boys, lets 'headpool'em' out!! See what I did there? I just made a pun by referencing to my disembodied counterpart from the corps.. Read a comic people!!", he said as he hung-up the phone. "I hope you know what you're getting yourself into by hiring this lunatic!", Smythe said as he hovered into the room. "What do you take me for Smythe, a fool?? The Kingpin always has a plan in motion, even if it needs some....rearranging..", he said as he looked at some of Smythe's recently modified Slayers, and started to laugh villainously...

Location: FC, Manhattan....7:13 P.M.

Walking down the street next to the Oscorp building, a man wearing a pair of deep red tennis shoes, faded black jeans, a black and silver detailed t-shirt, and dark red hoodie looked up at the imposing skyscraper before him. As he did, he remembered a battle between Spider-man and the Green Goblin, fighting in a recently renovated office near the top floor. He then looked across the street and saw the Defuser mopping up a few bank robbers and handed them over to the police; and as the small crowd of people applauded, he left them with the words: "All in a days work citizens." The man shook his head in disbelief thinking 'Is this what heroing's come to?', and then continued walking.

All of a sudden, a woman screamed for help in a alleyway, and the man quickly climbed up a wall to the roof of a building. Once he was on the roof, he saw the woman's shadow as she was being dragged further into the alley. His body started to glow with a strange blue energy. Slowly, a black substance began to overtake his hand, then his arm, then chest, then his head until it covered all of his body like a costume. The suit changed its form to a mesh of black and silver, with a cape flowing behind him. As he lifted his head to the skies, his bright cyan eyes finally opened, cracked his neck and exclaimed: "Ahh, feels good to be in my second skin.."

As he descended from the rooftops, he navigated through the fire escapes like wind through the trees, slipping through the bars with great ease, as he zeroed in on the woman's screams and came to her aid. But as he rushed to the scene, he could tell something was wrong; there was no criminal presence, no sign of a struggle, and the woman was just fine. "Umm... ma'am. Are you alright?", he asked cautiously, thinking it was a trap. "Oh no dear boy..", the seemingly 'old' woman replied in a frail sounding voice. "I'm not alright at all..." "Why not?", the man asked, inching his way closer to 'her'. "Because I've got a splitting headache..", 'she' said as the man turned her around and saw her face before he was hit in the back of the head with an adamantium bat, knocking him out cold. "And apparently you've got one too!!!", the old lady said, suddenly revealing herself to be Deadpool in disguise. As he walked by his quarry's head, he bent down and shouted in his ear: "Oh, and like I said before, I'm not alright. I feel grrrrrrrreeaatt!!! Ha ha ha ha ha!!!" The last thing the man saw was Deadpool's boots walking away, before he fell into unconsciousness and was dragged away.

A FEW DAYS LATER....

"Argh... What happened??", the man said, waking up to being hung upside down over a boiling pot of acid. "Is he awake yet?", a woman said with a clipboard in her hand. "I think so; LETS GET HIM READY!!!", a man shouted, signaling for a crew to come in and 'pretty him up'. A few people from various departments - hair, makeup, wardrobe, etc...- moved in to prep the upside down man for some reason. But for what reason, he didn't know. "CAMERAS IN POSITION!!", another man said, using a controller to configure the hover-cams wirelessly. "Is 'HE' ready?", another man asked. "Yes sir!!" "Alright he's ready! Lets light this candle!!", the first man shouted as Deadpool emerged out of his trailer. "Are we ready to roll?" "Yes sir", a woman said, walking next to Deadpool. "Is the victim ready?" "Yes sir." "Excellent... Now, we begin.."

As Deadpool came over to the pot, he took a deep whiff of whatever was in there, turned to his victim and said: "Hiya Nighty!! Did you miss me??" "Why grandma, you're nothing but a wolf in 'cheap' clothing...", he said snidely, remarking at past events. "Ohh, aren't you just full of 'it'??", he said while making a face at him(Well, how could you tell anyway??). "Full of it?? Is that the best you 'hacks' known as so-called 'writers' could come up with?!?!", he said at us, clearly unhappy with all the very hard work we've done on writing his dialogue. "You guys haven't made a good joke since 'Code of a Hero'!!!" After roughing him up a bit for those 'catty' remarks, we return to the jungle where we left off in the story. "Ok, are the cameras ready?" "Yes sir. Um, where were you just now?" "I don't wanna talk about...", he said with a bewildered look on his mask. "Oooookk.. We're ready when you are." "Ready!!", Deadpool shouted, now composed. "Alright people, we're live in 5..4..3..2....", the producer said while motioning to Deadpool to begin. "We're on now? ALRIGHTY PEOPLE, WELCOME WELCOME WELCOME TO 'PAIN FACTOR'!!!!", he said on camera while an explosion occurred in the background. "WHERE A FACTOR OF PAIN, KEEPS THE DOCTORS AT BAY!", he continued, "ON TODAY'S PAIN FACTOR, WE HAVE A VERY 'SPECIAL FRIEND' JOINING US ON THE SHOW(AGAINST HIS WILL OF COURSE), THE AMAZING SPIDE... NO WAIT, WRONG STORY.. THE INCREDIBL.... NO, THAT'S NOT RIGHT.. CAPTAIN AMER.... NO... PSSSST, WHAT'S HIS NAME AGAIN??", he asked looking at the producer. "It's Nightshock sir." "RIGHT... AHEM, AS I WAS SAYING: THE ONE, THE ONLY.... 'NIGHTY'!!! BUT FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO DON'T KNOW HIM LIKE THAT.. IIIIIIIIIIIIITTT'S 'SILENT PAIN'!!! SORRY, NIGHTSHOCK!!!!", he said while gesturing the cam to focus on Nightshock. "SAY HI TO THE GOOD PEOPLE AT HOME WHO HAVE NO CHOICE BUT TO WATCH CAUSE WE HACKED INTO THE TV NETWORKS!!" "Hi...", he said grudgingly. "YES PEOPLE!!", he said as they pulled away from Nightshock, viewing the island they were on. "WE'RE HERE ON THIS LOVELY ISLAND SMACK DAB IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE!! YES, YOU CAN'T FIND US, BUT YOU CAN WATCH US.. NOW BEFORE WE START THIS GAUNTLET SLASH SURVIVOR SLASH COMIC BOOK BATTLE LIKE THING, I'D LIKE TO THANK MY PRODUCTION CREW FOR THERE HARD WORK ON THIS THING; BTW, THEY'RE ALL ESCAPED CONVICTS FROM 'ROOKER'S' ISLAND PENITENTIARY. AND THE TWO GUYS I PAID TO DO COMMENTARY FOR THE WHOLE SHEBANG, THAT WILL BE DOING THEIR JOBS SOMETIME LATER IN THE STORY!! JOHNNY SOMEBUDDY AND MATT SIMMERS!! NOW IF ANYONE NEEDS ME, I'LL BE IN MY DRESSING ROOM!", he said before they went to commercial. As Deadpool trotted to his trailer, Nightshock turned himself to Deadpool's direction and said: "You know these ropes can't hold me!" "Oh I know Nighty. It was just for show anyway." "Ugh..", he said while still upside down. The ropes then loosened around him as he fell into the pot, which was nothing more than cold water with "Mentos" in it. As he got out of the pot, he looked around but saw no one but Deadpool walking to his trailer. 'I DON'T NEED TO STICK AROUND FOR THIS', he thought to himself as he prepared to fly away. "Ohh, I wouldn't do that if I was you", Deadpool said to him. "Why not?" "Because I booby-trapped the island." "You wha?" "Yeah, I setup anti-teleporting and flying generators, and power dampeners all around this place. Just to make sure I get a fair chance to whack ya good!", he said proudly, "Ohh... and its wired to blow if you step off without my say so." "I'm gonna have to play your twisted little game, aren't I?", Nightshock asked. "Oh ho yes, but guess what? Whether you win or die, it'll all be captured on these nifty flying cameras for posterity sake...So I suggest you smile and look....like that..", he said before disappearing into a shrub.

Nightshock went over to see where he went, but found nothing. As he looked around at his surrounding, his spotted on the ground that there was arrows painted on it, leading him to a seemingly abandoned arena. He walked into the center of the arena, on his guard at all times, waiting for something to happen. And happen it did.

The doors closed, bright lights came on all around him, with one shining directly in his face so he couldn't see. And a loud voice came down from the top, saying: "WELCOME NIGHTSHOCK!! YOU'VE JUST STEPPED IN....THE ARENA OF DOOM!!!!!" "The 'arena of doom'?" "IN HERE, YOU WILL FIND OPPONENTS OF 'FAMILIAR' CALIBER. AND IF YOU SO HAPPEN TO SURVIVE THIS ORDEAL, YOU WILL BE LED TO FURTHER 'DOOMS' I HAVE PREPARED FOR YOU... MWWHAHAHAHAHAAA!!!!", the announcer finished. The lights then dimmed, revealing four different seized "Fan Boys" wearing holo-bands, changing their appearance to four different villains Nightshock had faced before. One charged at him, appearing as Frenzy, a monstrous creation of mutated blue skin, glowing orange eyes and teeth, blood red claws extended, wearing a dark orange training jumpsuit with two yellow tubes attached to a small harness on his chest, running back to a concealed pack on his back; with the other three FB's chilling in the background. He lunged at Nightshock with his claws, who easily ducked his attack. The faux Frenzy spun around, ready to slice Nightshock to ribbons with his claws, but instead was met by...a fist. The force of the punch had enough kinetic energy to shatter the holo-band, and kayoed the faker. As the other three turned on their holo-bands, they all rushed him at the same time, but met the same fate of the first schmoe; punched into submission. Once they were trounced throughly, Deadpool came on the sound system and said dejectedly: "Ohh, now I'm going have ta let you go...". Then the doors opened, releasing Nightshock back onto the island. "You know of my 'gallery' huh?", Nightshock said as he once again followed the arrows in the ground to another destination. "Yepper-roonie!! I do my homework on my targets when I feel like it!", Deadpool said through an old sound system from a secret location on the isle. The arrows led Nightshock through a stretch of trees, until he came to a large clearing surrounded by thick fog. Nightshock snapped his fingers, and swept away the fog in a flash. An abandoned industrial complex came into view; it was covered in vines and decay. "What was this place?", he said as he walked through the front door, seeing corroded walls and broken screens and computers. 'Sniff sniff.' "Ugh! What's that smell?", Nightshock said in disgust while looking around the main assembly area. Deadpool then came on the P.A. with a tapping on the mic: 'Phff phff phff' "Hello...hello! Is this thing on? Hey Nighty! This is part dos of the CAVALCADE OF DOOM!!" "Great....", Nightshock said, rolling his eyes. "You will see a timer on the screen in front of you... any second now.... maybe... WHAT'S THE HOLD-UP GUYS!?!?", he said while whomping the crew upside their heads with a rolled up pizza. After apologizing, they finally got the screen working. "AS I WAS SAYING... there is a timer on the screen, and you have to perform a specific task in the allotted time. That task you ask? Hehe, I laugh to hide the pain.. Well, you have to save two 'willing' participants in two different locations from two different reactor explosions!!" "Why two?" "Why not?", Deadpool retorted, before switching off the sound. 'THAT'S JUST FANTASTIC', Nightshock thought. As he started looking around for points of reference, a small screen caught his eye. He walked over to it and found a schematic on display. Two points on the screen were flashing...which in itself wasn't too bad. But it was the locations that made Nightshock almost explode in frustration: the two were flashing at either end of the complex. Which meant he would have to be lightning quick, but it wouldn't be easy since the whole building was the full length of eight football fields. He looked back at the schematic again to get the first hostage's location, and then realized that the entire place was a maze of corridors and large storage rooms filled with crates. 'THIS JUST KEEPS GETTING BETTER AND BETTER', Nightshock thought with a loud sigh.

After a few minutes of navigating the semi-lit hallways, he finally found the first reactor room. The reactor itself was in the center suspended over a large tank of water. Despite the frigid air around it, Nightshock could feel the heat from the reactor slowly building. He scanned the room for the hostage and finally found him, a technician tied to a vertical steel beam on a platform. "Help! Please somebody help me!", the technician screamed. As Nightshock jumped over to the platform, he ran over and untied the man. "Can you shut this thing down?", he said to the technician. "Yeah I think so. Just let me get over to the console on that platform over there", the man replied. "Hold on, I'll get you over there faster", Nightshock said as he grabbed the man and shot a web line up to the ceiling. They both swung over to the platform, allowing the technician to start the deactivation sequence. The reactor began to glow red hot, reaching critical levels. "I can't get the access codes to work, its going into meltdown!!!", the technician yelled frantically. "Great....", Nightshock said grimly. "We have to do something!!!", the technician said. "Yeah, yeah, I'm on it", Nightshock replied with a groan. The technician began to shiver and freeze while Nightshock's hands started to glow blue and misty as he brought his fists together, shooting out a blast of ice. The blast hit its mark, as the superheated reactor was instantly cooled. Steam filled the room, obscuring everything, including an inconspicuous hover-cam that lost its signal from the steam effect. "Sir, camera 27 is out", said one of Deadpool's techs. "Darn. But it doesn't really matter, cause he'll never get to that other technician in time. Not in a million years!!!", Deadpool gloated. "Uhh sir, you may want to see this", the technician said nervously. "No...That's not true... THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE!!!!", he said completely dumbfounded. "Roll back the footage!! I gotta know how he did it!!" After reviewing the tape, they had found that Nightshock made a clone of himself and went in the other direction to stop the other reactor and save the technician in time. "Aren't you a wily one?", he said while looking at Nightshock outside of the complex, with the two techs in hand. "What will STOP this guy?!?!", Deadpool screamed at the screen before getting a call in the conference room. One of his producers answered the phone and Deadpool: "It's for you.." He gulped and picked-up the phone and said timidly: "Hello..." "Mr. Deadpool, I am not enjoying what I'm seeing on this show." "But..." "You assured me that you would eliminate him. What is the problem?" "I nullified the powers that would give me the most trouble, but its not enough..." "Mr. Pool, I will not tolerate anymore failure from you. Get the job done or I will be forced to take some 'drastic' actions." "Don't worry, the last stop on the DOOM train will put the kibosh on him for sure!" "It better have..", The Kingpin said as hung-up the phone. "That didn't sound good", one of the men said sitting at a screen. "ALRRRIIIGHHTTTTY MATES!! WE HAVE TO MAKE SURE THAT WITH THIS LAST DOOM TRIP, WE REALLY NAIL HIM!!!", Deadpool said with fire in the eye holes of his mask. "START THE PROCEDURES!!", he said as the crews scrambled to get everything ready for his last ploy.

BACK IN MANHATTAN...

"SMYTHE!!!!!", Kingpin yelled as he slammed the phone down on his table. "You bellowed?" "Smythe, do you have your modified humanoid Slayers operational as of yet?" "Yes, they just came online and are ready for use. But what for?" "I want you to send all of the available units down to Mr. Wilson's location for a final onslaught against Nightshock on the island." "Losing faith in the good maniac are we?" "I am merely ensuring that my investment is not wasted", he said with a sinister grin. "But what about Deadpool?", Smythe asked. "Well Smythe, accidents do happen..." "Oh how they do..", he said as he programed the Slayers new instructions.

BACK ON THE ISLAND....

Nightshock was running through the long grass, following more arrows to another destination, with which he would likely battle some other weird and whacky challenge. But little did he know what awaited him at the end of the arrows..

"Now what?", he said out of breath, hearing drums being played loudly, like for a ceremony... or an execution. He cautiously approached the strange area, as the drumming grew louder and louder. As he pulled back the thick grass, he saw what was like a parody of "Survivor". There were benches arranged in a circle, torches around the area, a fire pit in the center, and Deadpool dressed in khaki's over his already stunning suit, and with a really cheesy hairpiece. Some of the production team then came out of a trailer and sat on the benches and played along with the plan. "...And we have a very special elimination for tonight's show!", Deadpool said as he gestured Nightshock to come and sit on one of the benches. Deadpool began walking around the fire pit with a microphone in hand as he said: "Now, all of the islanders have voted..." "Umm...I didn't vote", Nightshock said while raising a finger in protest. "Ehh, right.... As I was saying...they have voted.... and YOU! have been voted off the island, aww...!" "Yippee... Does that mean I can get of this h..." "But as a consolation prize", Deadpool interrupted, "You get this lovely ceramic bowl, and the heck pounded outta ya!!" "Wait...what?!?", Nightshock said before he was transported to coliseum with a domed roof. The roof was pulsing with energy, indicating some sort of force field. The name: 'Pool Proof Dome' was clearly engraved on the top of the coliseum. Then in the center of the coliseum, Deadpool rose out of the ground, on a pedestal, with another mic in his hand announcing with flair: "WELCOME WELCOME WELCOME TO THE PAIN FACTOR FINALE!!!!" Fireworks exploded as he finished. "I would to thank all of the 'cons' that helped out with this project, the uninhabited island, the Disney execs! (yeah, I had to throw in the new bosses ..) And the 'maid' of honor: Nightshock!! Give him a round of applause!!" "Thanks...", he said unenthusiastically. "Ohh, beautiful! Brings a tear to my eye... Anywho...now on to the main event. Direct your attention to rear of the coliseum. You will see three gates, each of which has dozens of robotic dinosaurs, with different mutant abilities programed into them, and laser beams attached to their heads! At the sound of the bell they, and I, will charge at you with everything we've got to turn you into paste!!", Deadpool shouted as he pointed to a screen with a countdown clock stating: 5..4..3..2..1..BRRING!!! BRRING!!!! With the bell ringing, the gates then lifted up, releasing the robot dinos on to the field, while Deadpool teleported to the front of the rampaging ruckus with a shoto in one hand, and a plasma pistol in the other. The dinos and Deadpool were hurtling toward Nightshock when the commentators came on over the P.A. system: "Howdy there folks, this is Johnny Somebuddy, and today I'm joined by my broadcasting partner Matt Simmers", said Johnny. "So Matt, what's the prediction on today's battle?" "Well Johnny, I'd say: 'the prediction is PAIN!!!', to quote Mister T", Matt replied. "But in all seriousness, its going to be a real slobberknocker of a fight. I'd have to put my money on Deadpool and his robot army, he's got the numbers, the firepower, and let's face it, he's just plain psycho." "Well Matt, I disagree. I'll go with Nightshock. From what we've seen from him so far, I think he's more than a match for the 'merc with a mouth.' But to go along with your earlier statement, it's really going to be a slobberknocker!"
Johnny Somebuddy: "Ohh, Deadpool just got creamed by Nightshock with a mean right hook!"
Matt Simmers: "Probably taking out some frustration on him for his current predicament."
Johnny Somebuddy: "Looks like a horde of robo raptors have started their attack on Nightshock, and they're launching missiles at him from close range! It's like a missile storm down there!!!"
Matt Simmers: "I don't know how Nightshock's going to...Wait! Oh wow, he just put up a force field and...DID IT JUST ABSORB ALL THOSE MISSILES?!?!"
Johnny Somebuddy: "I saw it and I just can't believe it..."
Matt Simmers: "But he's not done yet. He's absorbing the explosive force of those missiles into his hands, and he's about to bring'em together!!! Holy..."
BAAANNNGGGG!!!
Johnny Somebuddy: "Uhhh...where are the raptors?"
Matt Simmers: "I...think they're gone Johnny. They're just gone."
Johnny Somebuddy: "Well, I guess he just 'wiped out the dinosaurs'..."
Matt Simmers: "Hehe...."
Johnny Somebuddy: "But all kidding aside; there is a big crater where the dinos once were."
Matt Simmers: "A stegosaurus herd is moving in, and they are packin' some serious heat..."
Johnny Somebuddy: "I think those are mortar cannons on their backs, built for long distance combat."
Matt Simmers: "Nightshock will need to keep on his toes for this wave."
"Who hired these guys?!?!", Nightshock asked while running from the cannon fire.
Johnny Somebuddy: "Its like a meteor shower of energy down there!."
Matt Simmers: "There seems to be a cloud of dust forming on the field. The dinos are firing right into it!"
Johnny Somebuddy: "Hold on Matt, something's going on in that cloud! The mortars are shooting right back at the dinos!"
Matt Simmers: "I think I can see...Yes, Nightshock is punching those mortars back with his bare hands!!!"
Johnny Somebuddy: "Those stegos are Eggos..."
Matt Simmers: "Lightning doesn't strike twice Johnny."
Johnny Somebuddy: "That may be Matt, but somebody out there is laughing, ...somebody is..."
Matt Simmers: "Okay, back to the action. A robo-brachiosaurus is moving onto the field; it's like some kind of massive, lumbering, steel giant. You can feel the ground quaking with every step it takes."
"Big... really big....", Nightshock said as he saw the enormous steel beast slowly moving toward him.
Johnny Somebuddy: "Yes, its like a giant...thing."
Matt Simmers: "The dino is trying to take off Nightshock's head by using it's tail like a giant club."
Johnny Somebuddy: "Whoa, he was able to duck under that giant tail. Whoa! That thing almost hit the booth!"
Matt Simmers: "Good to be alive huh? And speaking of 'alive', where is Deadpool?"
Johnny Somebuddy: "I think I see him tiptoeing behind Nightshock, I wonder if he'll get a hit in.."
KAAAA-BOOOOOOOMMMM!!
Matt Simmers: "Guess not..."
Johnny Somebuddy: "But the brachiy did though!"
Matt Simmers: "And into a tree.. Yikes.."
Johnny Somebuddy: "Looks like he's getting back up, and tapping some kind of device on his wrist. I think it's T-Rex time.."
Matt Simmers: "Yup, the doors are opening, and I can see them walking onto the field."
Johnny Somebuddy: "Wow, just like 'Jurassic Park', except these T-Rexes have twin laser cannons on their shoulders. Those things could blow a hole through the side of a mountain..."
Matt Simmers: "Um... aren't we in a side of a mountain??"
Johnny Somebuddy: "Yeah..... Ohh...."
Matt Simmers: "And Nightshock just rolled outta the way of a laser blast from one of the rexes, and nearly got stomped on too."
Johnny Somebuddy: "Wonder what he'll do next.. Uh-oh.. Looks like Nightshock's eyeing a tree the rex just knocked down."
Matt Simmers: "Whoa-oh! He just turned the tree into a metal one! Now he means business!!"
"Chew on this!!", Nightshock said as he swung the now steel spike at the Rexes, hitting off one of their heads at the other Rex, causing it to malfunction. "Wha-oh..", he said as the Rex went haywire.
Johnny Somebuddy: "Glad I'm not down there."
Matt Simmers: "Uhh, I think that rex is going to..."
The crazy rex started running in every which direction, until its top cannons began charging, and then firing haphazardly. Huge laser bolts flew through the air, exploding on impact.
Johnny Somebuddy: "Wow, what a light show!"
Matt Simmers: "Hey, that cannon's facing us! Let's get out of here!!!"
Johnny Somebuddy: "AAAAHHHH!!!!"
Matt Simmers: "RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!!!!!"
The cannon fired into the broadcast tower, ending the two-man commentary; though the duo did escape before the blast singed the studio.

A giant hole was all that was left when the smoke cleared. The brachiosaurus was attempting to escape the broken rex's rampage, when it was hit by two blasts of energy. The mass of molten metal and fused circuits were all that was left of the huge steel beast, still moving too. The fight then spilled out into a forest near the coliseum while the headless Rex went flailing into Nightshock as its rampage ensued. But it was blown to pieces before it could reach him. Nightshock looked up to see the sky as it blackened by a legion of Slayers. "Slayers? What are they doing here?", he pondered while not paying attention to damaged brachiosaurus coming up behind him. "ROOAAAHHH!!!!", it bellowed, charging at him with what working parts remained on it. Several slayers then landed on the beast and began pounding on it, while six more gathered around it and blasted it to kingdom come. As the dino's shattered remains burned, the Slayers walked out of the inferno; their bodies not even scorched. Their eyes were fixated on one thing: Nightshock. "Target acquired", the mechanized menaces recited as they locked their weapons on the intend target. "Oh......", he almost said while the Slayers opened fire. He then ducked behind a tree as he caught his breath. ".......Snap..." He looked from behind, only to see Slayers advancing on his position. "Think... think.. A lot of them, one of me.. Oh, and power dampeners..", he sighed. "What to do.." "You could blow-up the dampeners, get full power back..", Deadpool said, limping towards him with a Slayer's head in his hands. "What?" "The dampeners, you can't fight too well because I used dampeners to drain your powers to beat'em up levels. But if you take them out, you should be back to nearly good enough. And then you can get revenge on Kingpin for double-crossing me!!" He then pinned Deadpool against another tree and said scornfully: "You did WHAT?!?!" "Yeah..hehe.. He took out a hit on you, and he called me to do the job for an undisclosed amount of cash!" "HUUUHHNN", Nightshock growled, but knew he couldn't harm him... yet. He punched the tree and said: "Alright, alright... huuh.. Where are the generators?" "They're both in the center of the island underneath the coliseum!", he said with delight. "Ugh, I don't have time for this...", he said after tossing Deadpool into the direct path of the Slayers. "And take some of them out for me will ya?!", he with a smirk. "Sure!! Why not?!? JUST LIMPING FOR MY LIFE OVER HERE!!!", he yelled as he pulled out his sword and a pistol to fight with while Nightshock ran back to the coliseum.

The coliseum was empty, an eerie empty. He made his way to an elevator shaft; when he reached the bottom, he saw several Slayers appear out of the shadows. As he readied himself for a fight, a giant Slayer stepped into the open, with more armaments, a superior metal body, and a view screen for its face.. Which then turned on. "Ahh Nightshock.... fancy meeting you here in this 'exotic' location", the Kingpin said as the screen showed his face. "Kingpin, you filthy hog you.. I heard that you placed a price on my head, and then sent a holy half-dead and now your tin soldiers after me.. What's wrong 'Kingy', gotten too fat to flatten me yourself?!?" "You share the same wit that your predecessor once had.. But as with him, you will soon be no more... Destroy him!!", he yelled as the Slayers moved towards Nightshock. "I can't have anything nice can I?", he said as his claws extended out.

WHILE ON THE SURFACE....

        Deadpool, along with some of his fanboys, were fighting off the bots from around the coliseum. "Lunk, take the front line.." "What?" "Argh... go straight and beat up the bots there!!" "Ohh!" "Dunce! Dunce?? Anywho... take the right and lay down some suppressing fire!!" "K!!" "And Beauregard.....", he said as he glanced over at the behemoth pounding away at the Slayers, "Uhh... Just keep doing what cha doing good buddy!!" "ARGGHHH!!!", he... um...said?? as he pummeled more Slayers around him.

Deadpool then went back work on the bots, blasting holes in anything that moved. While running low on ammo, he got two grenades from nowhere and dropped them into the group of Slayers as he vaulted over them and bamfed to safety. The robots exploded in a fiery fury while Deadpool bamfed into another group of them; with his katanas drawn, he make quick work of the menaces, 'Slaying the Slayers' as it were.. "Ten down, so many more to go", he sighed while looking at the droves of Slayers charging at him.

BACK UNDERGROUND...

Nightshock lunged his claws into the rampaging robots, slashing off arms and servos with extreme precision, quickly dashing them to pieces. With the Slayers in ruins, Nightshock moved on to the generators. But a giant hand swatted him away, smacking him into a corridor nearby them. "Thought it would be that easy did you?", Kingpin said on the screen, while controlling the mech from his H.Q. "Where were be the fun if it was?", Nightshock groaned, slow to get up. "Feeling under the weather are we?", Kingpin said while launching a missile at him. "Didn't take my vitamins this morning, but I could always use some 'i-ren'", Nightshock retorted, head butting the missile on impact. 'THAT WASN'T THE SMARTEST MOVE', he thought to himself after rolling over to a pillar. "With your powers halved, you are less than a worthy opponent for me. Sneaking about and hiding from me like a coward!!", he bellowed, searching for him in the corridor. "Why don't we blow up the 'gennies' and see what we can do about that?", Nightshock said while making his way close to the doorway to the generators. He was almost there, before kicking a pebble near the door."THERE YOU ARE!!", Kingpin yelled, eager to despatch him once and for all. "I HAVE YOU NOW!!", he said as another missile was preparing to fire. "No....I have you...", Nightshock said with a smirk(who could tell?), seeing the Mega-Slayer positioned right in front of the doorway. The Slayer fired the missile, only to blowup a clone of him while Nightshock appeared next to the Slayer. "Tell me how you like getting blown up!", he shouted as his made an imprint in the mech, sending it flying into the generators, causing a mass chain reaction in the machinery beneath the coliseum, destroying the entire structure.

TOPSIDE.....

Deadpool and his 'boys' were still fighting the Slayers when the coliseum exploded. As pieces were flying everywhere, Deadpool dropped to the ground and said mournfully: "They did it, they really did it..DARN YOU SLAYERS!!! DARN YOU ALL TO..." But before he could finish, a beam of light shot from the smoke in a 360 degree blast, destroying the remaining Slayers on the island. Once the smoke cleared away, Nightshock was seen floating amidst the rubble. "Jiminy Crimness!! Nighty.. You're alive!!", he exclaimed with joy. "Yeah, I'm fine. Are your guys ok?" "Yeah they'll live. Isn't that right boys?!?" "Yeah....", they responded, weakly. "Is everyone else off the island?" "Yeah! They ran like little girls when the Slayers landed.." "Good. Cause we kinda need to get off the island right now." "Why?" "Because that explosion beneath the ruins is causing the island to break up." "Ohh.. That's bad huh?" "Very.." Deadpool and his cronies gathered around Nightshock as he projected a bubble to carry them to safety. "Kinda 'Green Lanternish' don't cha think?", Deadpool said as they zoomed away from the now decimated island. "You know you're going to jail right?" "I know...", he said dejectedly...

BACK IN MANHATTAN....

"ARRRGGGHHHHH!!!!", Kingpin raged, destroying the controls for the Mega-Slayer, and his desk. "You know he's just going to fight harder now that he knows you have it out for him", Smythe said snidely. "Get out of my sight..." "Testy", Smythe replied, trying to tread lightly in his words. "All of these weapons are useless against him. What will it take to rid myself of this.. prolonged annoyance?!?" He pondered for hours in his office as to how to handle this matter. He pondered until.... "That might work. That just might work", he said with a sinister grin slowly spreading across his face. He picked up the phone, dialed an unknown number, and said: "Hello, I am in need of your..'special' services to rid me of a thorn in my side..." As the voice on the line agreed to take on the daunting task, all Kingpin could do was laugh wickedly and say: "Excellent..." "Though I do hope that you will succeed where your predecessor had failed. Or you will suffer unspeakable pain...", he ominously added as he hung up the phone.....

ELSEWHERE IN MANHATTAN....

"You will not believe what happened to me today. A crazy red raccoon man kidnapped me and forced me to 'COMPETE FOR MY LIFE' on this ultra crazy island with cons and 'fan boys' and robot dinosaurs and Slayers and his craziness was just...just.... It's just too much to deal with", Nightshock said, telling a friend about his strange day. "Ohh!! And it was televised... Of all things!!", he said, breathing heavy. "Bruce, what did I do to deserve this?" Bruce just stared back at him, with a stone cold stare. "Hehhhh.. You're right, of course. I shouldn't complain. Things could be worse. Thanks man, you always know what to say", he said with a smile while hugging his friend, on a ledge, who just happens to be a stone gargoyle, on top of Grand Central Station.... "I'm so glad you don't find this weird at all Bruce..", he said as he swung away from the building, off to wherever he was going....

END