Deadpool Slaughterific

My name is David, David Blaire, I`ve always been a fan of the famous Merc with a Mouth Deadpool.

I had all the comics starting from the first issue. I even dressed up as Deadpool for Halloween. But that was until the comic, Deadpool Kills the Marvel Universe came out.

I went to a friend Jack Carlson to order the comic from his local shop, he had all four issues ready.

He delivered it via mail. I heard a knock at the door and I got up to answer it. I found a small package, no biggie, right?

No, I read his letter on top of the package. It read:

"Dear David,

I got the comic you ordered, but I have to warn you. Things aren`t what they always seem. What ever you do, DO NOT read the last page of the final issue.

sincerely,

Jack Carlson"

I just thought that Jack was messing with me, so I read the entire comic series, up to the part where Deadpool fought Taskmaster in the swamp. I saw Man thing grab Taskmaster and fry him.

After getting into the Nexus of all realities, I saw Deadpool walk up in the office and discover that he was a fictional character.

As I read the last page, I thought about the warning Jack wrote on the note. I felt something off about it. The last page had the trade mark lines with Deadpool holding the katana.

"Hey... I see you out there... watching.

Don`t worry. I`ll be done with these jokers... and this universe before you know it. I`ll find soon enough."

The picture showed Deadpool`s katana with blood and everyone massacred on the page. The date seemed to be familiar so I looked it up on my computer.

Come to find that the dates of this comic and the massacre of the comic writers matched. I was shocked. I thought the comic only showed Deadpool doing the pose with his katana, they weren`t killed. I also thought why Marvel comics would even base a comic on the massacre of their own employees.

Just then, I heard footsteps in the hallway, I opened the door to see none other than the Merc with a mouth, Deadpool. I was shocked, but I looked closer, and his appearance matched the Deadpool from the comic.

I was scared, a fictional character from a comic, alive... IN MY HOUSE! He was covered in blood, I was scarred, that he was here to slaughter me. He even spoke.

"Here David, David, David, come to ole Deadpool."

I tripped and fell, he turned around and saw me. I screamed and ran up stairs while he shot at me with his hand guns.

I locked the door and held a knife I had close. I knew he had a healing factor, but at least I had a chance to defend myself.

He cut through the door like it was a stick of butter with his sword and slowly walked towards me.

"I bet you`re wondering why I`m doing this aren`t you David?

Well let me tell you, we`re nothing but tools for destruction. All the sacrifice, the battles, heroes, villains, all of it is nothing more than a mere vision.

But Deadpoolio is here to save us from the torture."

I told him, "No... no... please pleas..... "

He didn`t give me a chance, he sliced my head off with his sword and laughed. And if I`m dead, how am I still telling my story. Well the moral of the story is....

I`m coming to get you buddies. Deadpool here will see to it.

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