Look at me I'm breaking copyright laws by not having a disclaimer! No wait, that's not good…I didn't create these characters, Marvel did…but I could have.

Prologue- Diagnosed with cancer after he dropped out of High School, Wade Wilson went to a shady organization that gave him a power to heal from any injury and disease. They also gave him high-tech weapons and a teleportation belt. Now he's out on his own, living in a crappy low-rent apartment in New York as a mercenary for hire. He also knows he's a fictional character, he is…

Wade Wilson, DEADPOOL:

The Typeface Saga

(Part 6 0f 6)

By w00tmaster93

All I ever wanted in my life was to not be a fictional character anymore, I always knew that there was something better out there that I could not reach. For once I just wanted to walk down the street and people call me crazy because I kill people not because I break the fourth wall. But if I lived in the real world would I kill people? I think about that question all the time…except now. Now I just wanted to kill T-Ray for lying to me and crucifying me….he's going to pay.

I searched through the whole city to find T-Ray and I still had his horrifying scent lingering in my mouth. It lead me to a warehouse, the same warehouse where we fought those arms dealers (some chapter I forget!").

"T-RAY!" I yelled as I found him there.

"Who the hell are you?" T-ray replied.

"Deadpool. You crucified me last week, remember?"

"I'm Deadpool."

"No you aren't, I'm Deadpool."

"Wade Wilson?"

"Uh duh."

"I'm Wade Wilson." Wade, I'm mean T-ray said.

"I'M WADE WILSON!"

"Can you do this?" T-Ray teleported all around the room.

"I could have but you stole my teleporter belt." I said.

"THERE YOU ARE!" A man crashed through the window…in red tights.

"Hi Tobey." I said.

"My name isn't Tobey, it's Spider-man and who the hell are you?" Spider-man asked.

"It's me Deadpool. Remember?"

"That's Deadpool." Spider-man pointed at T-Ray. "I've been on his trail for a week and this ends tonight Deadpool!" Spider-man jumped at T-Ray. I hated this, everything bad happens when merchandising empires and trademark characters mistake me for someone else. Like that time I traveled to the DC universe when a teleportation experiment went wrong (never happened). I temporarily paralyzed Robin and had to pose as him for Batman and I had to wear Robin's costume…the pants-less one. I guess that's the origin of pants-less man.

I told that terrible story because the fight between T-Ray and Spider-man was applesauce, I mean boring. Applesauce is boring. But the strange thing was that even though I spent just a few moments with T-Ray he still had all my moves down perfectly. I was thinking about joining in the fight but they were both such A-HOLES that I didn't want to join in. I was thinking about going home but hen I heard some banter between T-Ray and Spider-man.

"Deadpool, you don't understand with great power comes-"

T-Ray punched Spider-man. "A great need to kill people!"

"NO!!!!!" I yelled. I jumped into the fight and tackled T-Ray down. "You mother-wordI'mnotallowedtosaybecausethiscrappyfanfictionisratedTforteen. You can crucify me, steal my weapons, steal my name, and man-handle me but you can never, ever steal my catchphrase!" I threw bombs all over the warehouse, until the whole area was a blazing inferno. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHA" I couldn't stop laughing…until I stopped laughing.

Spider-man was attached the wall parallel to me. "Damn! Maybe you are Deadpool! Oh and by the way, the other Deadpool teleported away."

"Then help me find him mother- wordI'mnotallowedtosaybecausethiscrappyfanfictionisratedTforteen."

"That joke wasn't funny the first time." Spider-man said. He swung me to the roof of the warehouse where T-Ray teleported.

"Oh no." he said when he saw us.

"That had to be the biggest understatement I've ever heard." Spider-man said.

"Ok, ah hell no!" T-Ray revised. Half of his face was burnt and he looked like he was crying.

"That's better." Spider-man said.

I walked up to T-Ray with a gun in my hand. "You…"

"Me…"

"You."

"Me"

"Ok shut up." T-ray kneeled down with his hands clasped together. He didn't even want to hold up a fight.

"Please…don't kill me."

"Why not? How many lives have you ruined." I was about to pull the trigger. "You have my name, my weapons, and my moves but you don't have my healing factor!"

"Stop!" Spider-man grabbed me and threw me against the ground. "Look, I think you are the real Deadpool and I just have one question for you."

"What?"

"How many lives have you ruined?" Spider-man asked.

"…what?"

"This guy steals identities, right?"

"Yeah."

"You kill people…for fun! Tell me what you think is worse." I kill fictional characters, not real people. That one line that Spider-man said hit me. I wouldn't kill people if they weren't fictional...why should I kill them if they are? What's stopping people reading this story from getting a gun and doing what I do because they think it's cool or funny?

"…the killing…the killing is far worse. But I guess that's why I'm not a merchandising empire and you are…hey wait a second I'm feeling sappy and dramatic!" I looked at T-Ray. "Damn, you really do make people feel different.

"Yeah…can I go to jail now?" T-Ray asked.

"Yeah." Spider-man replied.

T-Ray looked at me, "Hey Deadpool!"

"Yeah?"

"I gave up fighting because I'm scared of you, and not a lot of things scare me. I also don't have any powers."

"What?"

Spider-man grabbed T-Ray in some webbing. "Think about what I said Deadpool." He swung away with T-Ray, leaving me to think about where I stand in life…by myself. Just then my cell phone rang, it was Weasel.

"Deadpool!" Weasel said.

"Yeah?"

"We just found out something about your past, come over quickly!"

Next: Less sappy emotional moral against-killing crappy Deadpool!