In Null Space, beside a 20th Century Fox statue half-buried in the ground, covered in dust and time, Kurohane and Deadpool walked out of a nearby toilet. It couldn't really be called a toilet, after all, there was nothing there but a door—a spatial anomaly only Deadpool could comprehend.
Kurohane sighed, his expression exasperated. Alright, alright, this is what you call the Wheel of Fate turning! Letting you, Deadpool, go to other worlds every day for crossovers, and now look, you've directly crossed over with your own world, what do you have to say?
Kurohane wasn't flustered at all; he had the Time Administration Bureau tablet in his Space Ring. He could leave anytime he wanted. Although he could also leave Null Space by drawing a portal, since he was already here, he might as well try to gain some Justice Points before leaving. There were many villains here who had been forgotten by the audience, and they were primarily Mutants. Just casually "farming" them could yield a good harvest; why not make money if there's money to be made? Even if he didn't kill them, Wolverine and the others would, so he might as well benefit himself! As for the final big boss, two Deadpools would be enough to make his brain fry! If not, just make a deal and be done with it. Ever since Kurohane made a deal with Lucifer once, he had profoundly fallen in love with the feeling of exchange!
"Mister Wade, I think I'll watch a show later." Kurohane began, a smirk on his face. "Do you want to know whose performance it is?"
Deadpool squinted behind his mask, sniffing danger. "I don't want to know at all!"
"Don't be like that, Wade." Kurohane snorted, patting the buried Fox statue. "Don't you love doing crossovers with others the most? Now you can do a crossover with yourself, just tell me if you're happy or not?" He chuckled strangely as he looked at the distressed-looking Deadpool, "How about we bet on something? Let's bet on a fight between Deadpool and Wolverine, who will beg for mercy first?"
"I choose Wolverine, he's my favorite tough guy!" Deadpool, who knew the plot well, decisively chose Wolverine, or more precisely, he knew himself too well. Deadpool would do anything, never admitting defeat wasn't even an option for him!
"Did I hear that right?" Kurohane scoffed, his voice full of exaggerated disbelief. "Deadpool, who has the highest-grossing solo movie in history, actually thinks he can't beat Wolverine? No way, no way? Is he that weak?" Kurohane finally unleashed pent-up resentment from several worlds, aggressively mocking Deadpool. This guy had dragged him around the Marvel World, even doing crossovers with DC. If he wasn't smart, he'd be joining Hell in a bath with Lucifer right now!
"Fu—" Just as Deadpool was about to curse Kurohane and give two middle fingers, he saw the muzzle of Kurohane's pistol pointing at his head, as well as the katana resting on his shoulder, its blade shimmering. Speaking of this katana, it was the starting point for Kurohane being tricked by Deadpool into running around everywhere! If Kurohane hadn't drawn this katana in a lottery, Deadpool wouldn't have thought of going to the Time Administration Bureau to get a new one. If Deadpool hadn't gone to the Time Administration Bureau, he wouldn't have met Kurohane, the thief who destroyed the Time Administration Bureau. If the two of them hadn't met, they naturally wouldn't have been dragged around various worlds by Deadpool. If they weren't dragged to various places, they wouldn't have met Lucifer! So, why did Kurohane meet Lucifer? It was all because Kurohane stole Deadpool's katana! Anyway, Deadpool used this reason to brush off Kurohane, as for whether Kurohane would accept it... he definitely wouldn't! This Edman Alloy Knife was drawn with his hard-earned Justice Points, what did it have to do with you, Deadpool, you idiot!
Just as Deadpool and Kurohane squabbled, engaged in a harmonious verbal spat, two figures, one red and one yellow, fell from the sky, slamming hard into the ground with dust billowing!
Kurohane felt his eyes widen, a genuine surprise. Deadpool tilted his head slightly, a question on his masked face.
"You idiot, stop talking!" both yelled.
"You dare copy me?!" both exclaimed.
Kurohane was too lazy to argue with the fool. He knew that the fool would drag the context down to his level and defeat him with his rich experience. So, he opted to shoot, silencing Deadpool! A loud gunshot echoed across the wasteland, startling the unconscious Wolverine and Deadpool, who had fallen to the ground, awake. However, while Deadpool still lay prone, Wolverine extended his claws with a snikt, tearing six large holes in Deadpool's ribs, and lifted him!
"Where are we?!" Wolverine snarled, his eyes sharp.
"How should I know? It looks like a Mad Max set, but we don't own the copyright!" Deadpool was Deadpool, after all. No matter where he was, he maintained that foolish attitude, cheerfully breaking the fourth wall. Breaking the fourth wall was their standard feature, but for someone who could travel between worlds at will, Kurohane only saw the fool beneath his feet!
After giving Deadpool's crotch another painful scrape with his sharp claws, Wolverine threw him aside with a hint of disdain. He would find a way to leave this place on his own, or rather, he instinctively wanted to get away from Deadpool!
Deadpool knelt on the ground, clutching his aching crotch, and, looking at the retreating yellow figure, called out, "Hey! Didn't you hear? If we don't go back and find that bastard named Paradox, everyone I know will disappear. You're just leaving like this?"
"Not my business." Wolverine answered flatly, without turning his head.
"What if it was your friends and family, people you knew, would you still say that?" Deadpool pleaded, a rare note of seriousness in his voice.
"Not your business." Wolverine repeated, his tone colder.
"I knew you'd be like this." Deadpool scoffed, an idea forming in his mind. "I heard the X-Men in your world were all killed because of you... Ah!!!" Deadpool let out a shriek. The spot where Wolverine had just made six holes was now pierced with six opposing holes by Wolverine's returning claws. If not for his extraordinary healing ability, even having eleven lives wouldn't be enough!
Then the two of them began a bloody and passionate close-quarters battle, the sound of metal clashing with flesh, an endless spray of blood. Kurohane, too, hid behind a shattered wall, cautiously watching the show, until his and the other fool's presence was sniffed out by Wolverine.
To differentiate the two Deadpools, the Deadpool who traveled between worlds with Kurohane will be referred to as "the fool" from now on.
"Who's hiding behind the wall?! Come out!" Wolverine had easily disarmed Deadpool, even scratching the two Desert Eagles in his hands into scrap metal. Now he took a low, ready stance, his six Adamantium claws gleaming with a deadly silver light!
Kurohane stretched out his hands, signaling that he had no weapon. However, Wolverine didn't relax his guard against Kurohane. He had a sense of smell like Beast, far sharper than an ordinary human's. There was still the faint scent of gunpowder on Kurohane's fingers from recently firing the pistol; there was no way to hide it from his sensitive nose!
"I'm not your enemy, Logan." Kurohane said, a cunning smile on his face. "I'm a victim too!" Kurohane reached behind the Fox statue again and dragged out the other "imaginative" Deadpool, leaving a dark red bloodstain on the sand... a shattered and bloody Deadpool statue.
Wolverine narrowed his eyes, confusion clear on his face. Deadpool, from behind his mask, let out a dry laugh.
"You're a victim my ass, you're clearly the perpetrator!" The other Deadpool, still alive, yelled from the ground, attempting to get up.
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