Wrongs to Write

Deadpool woke up later than everyone else in the lair. If it was a competition he would be tied with Jarred for the title of Team Member who sleeps the latest. He went to the kitchen, warmed up a burrito and then, meal in hand, walked into the monitor room where Jarred was quietly sitting back with his feet on the dashboard and smoking a cigarette. This is more or less what he did if he was not on a mission or practicing his knife throwing. "'sup, Jarred." Deadpool greeted. He took a couple of bites and looked at one of the monitors. Much of what was shown on these screens are movies or television series in the Author's reality. The Author, Deadpool realised by the way, was nowhere to be seen. Still- he rather chose to ask about Cassandra. "Out in the gym training with Sephiroth... Those two seem to like kicking each other's asses..." "She could have asked me..." Deadpool remarked in a seemingly hurt tone. "I have skills...

Peter was feeling proud and relieved. His girlfriend has not only managed to survive the whole battle with Electro unscathed, but she also actually helped him defeat the superpowered villain. Gwen had just walked out of the control station when she saw Peter, Spiderman, pointing at his wrist- happily saying that she could still make her flight. And then... an unwanted inbound flight arrived. Harry Osborne was too intent on getting revenge against Spiderman to notice the girl behind him. In a moment, though, he was going to look behind him, put 2 and 2 together and then cause one of the most tragic and unnecessary deaths in all of comic book based movies... Harry, the Green Goblin, however, never got to getting named the Green Goblin. In fact- he never even got to finish his rant about how Spiderman was going to pay... He never even got to look behind him. The last expression on his face was that stupid overdone leer that was supposed to pass for evil when th...