Deadpool voices—White = [] Yellow = () Me = italics

Disclaimer: I do not own any Marvel, DC, or any other characters in this story… but if I did, Spider-man would be awesomer.

[Awesomer isn't even a word]

(Since when did we care about spelling?)

[Ever since the writer decided to get off his lazy butt and put his thoughts into words]

(Weel I kan taalk h0w3ver i wunt 2!)

Cut it out! You're ruining what little rep I've got! Hey, Deadpool isn't even in this story!

(But you love Deadpool! He's like your favorite character!)

[No, that would be Spider-man]

(Traitor!)

If you two don't shut up in five seconds I will delete you

[Aye sir] (Shutting up now)

Chapter 1: Like a Bug on a Windshield

The Justice League sat watching in their—well, Watchtower, orbiting high above as the Earth slowly rotated beneath their feet. The team; consisting of Green Arrow, Flash, Wonder Woman, Superman, the Martian Man-Hunter, and of course…wait for it…Batman; all sat circled around a long table in the middle of a large room with windows curving along one side to reveal the endless amount of stars sparkling in the distance. They were probably discussing something boring, like alien invasion and what-not, when a sudden burst of green light erupted above their heads. The earlier relaxed superheroes leaped to their feet and prepared to take on whatever threat that was stupid enough to attack them on their own turf. But instead of some all-powerful super-villain or hideous monster rearing its head, a smaller, spandex-clad figure appeared and went splat, face first onto the table below.

The protectors of earth stared stunned at the scene before them. The figure looked smaller than the average man, he was dressed top to bottom in red in blue spandex which seemed to have some sort of webbed pattern over it. Although it was hard to tell considering it was ripped in too many places to count.

Oh, and the blood, lots of blood.

Batman tensed as their unexpected guest groaned. He could have sworn he heard the bloody mess mutter something about street pizza. The other heroes hesitated, seeming unsure about how to approach the matter. Suddenly, the mysterious man in red snapped his head up and looked straight at Batman, his wide, white, slightly cracked, optic lenses showing no emotion. He then cocked his head confused, and continued the process shifting from Wonder Woman to the Flash and so on. The figure then looked down at himself and realized how he was unceremoniously sprawled across the metal table. He attempted to stand, but then fell to his knees, clutching the three large gashes across his torso.

The wounded man then lifted his gazed back to the startled heroes and began in a weak yet determined voice, "Sorry to drop in on your little costume party, but I'm kinda bleeding out like Imagine Dragons here. Also, my puns are weak when I'm weak, so I don't want the world to remember Spider-man's last words as something completely lame."

Batman was a little taken back. This self-proclaimed "Spider-man" was in the midst of Earth's Mightiest Heroes (Eat your heart out Avengers!), probably bleeding to death, and he just joked it off as if it happened every day. Batman was about to reply, but Superman beat him to it.

"Who are you and what are you doing here"

Spider-man answered while crouching there and face-palming in mock annoyance, "Did you even hear a word I just said? I clearly stated my name and reason of being. Let me guess, you didn't even catch that little quip I made about Imagine Dragons."

The Batman watched in amusement as the Man of Steel clenched his fists and glared at their wise-cracking guest. This guy had guts, mouthing off to a man twice his size with the power to chuck him to Mars. Brave, yet incredibly stupid.

"Either you're as thick as the Hulk, or your speedo is on too tight." Mocked the masked man, pushing his luck. Superman's face lit up in anger as he menacingly stepped toward the jokester. The Dark Knight raised his arm to stay the enraged superhero from giving the man that free trip to Mars. In any other case he would have just sat back and watched the event, but in this man's current condition, he didn't think he could take a pillow to the head.

"Enough," Batman stated in a commanding voice that could give you chills, "This man obviously needs medical attention. So if you're all done standing there like idiots, could someone catch the guy before he collapses on the table again?" Superman looked at the man in black and was about to protest, but Batman glared at him and said in a low voice, "We can't get any information out of him if he's unconscious or dead." This seemed to shut the caped crusader up.

Spider-man had heard that last part about "getting information", which gave him a sudden sense of panic. Who are these people? How did I get here? Did they capture me or something? Spidey quickly scanned the circle of heroes again. I could probably take out the red guy with the lightning bolt and the green Hawkeye. Possibly the dude with the bat fetish? Wait, is that an alien? Should probably avoid him, aliens mean trouble. So there are two heavy hitters, the star-spangled lady and… crap, I think I ticked off the strongest guy here! Me and my big spider mouth

Spider-man slowly edged his way to the gap in the circle of "enemies". He noticed the speedo dude glaring at him again. Schnitzel, that guy gives me the creeps, it's like he can see right through my…

Before the web slinging vigilante could finish his thought process, the larger of the two red and blue super's mouth fell open and stuttered in a shocked, "I-it's just a kid!"

What the- how the heck does he know?!

The wall crawler's surprise instantly turned to rage. Before anyone could process what was happening, the smaller jumped off the table, ignoring the screaming pain in his side, marched strait up to the larger and socked him in the jaw. In his anger, the vigilante sent the hero crashing into the wall behind him. The Justice League recovered quickly and rushed to assist Superman in taking down his assailant. The Kryptonian rubbed his jaw and shot his teammates a look. He could deal with this himself.

Spider-man stood over his victim fuming, "Dude, you just broke the number one universal superhero rule! Did you even stop to think that maybe I could have had a family to protect? You think you can just use your all-mighty super powers to take advantage of people like that?!"

The wall-crawler was shaking in anger. He was light-headed on account of the major blood loss, and could feel the room spinning around him as he continued to rant, unable to control the words coming from his mouth.

"First there was the cops calling me a murderer and a menace, who have shot me countless times while I am saving their tails! Then that secret spy organization that sees me as a threat and has been trying for years to stick me in a hole in the ground! And then there are the Avengers, who are wrapped around said SHIELD's finger and keep telling me to quit being a superhero because I'm not trained enough, or strong enough, or good enough to ever make a difference! It's like they don't even care what happens to the little guys and the normal people as long as they save the world from some stupid alien invasion once and awhile!"

Superman slowly got to his feet and faced the seriously confused superhero. He reached out his hand and placed it on his shoulder to keep the young man from falling over. "I am sorry for invading your privacy. It was wrong of me to jump to conclusions and ignore the fact that you might need help instead of being a threat." Spider-man let out a sigh, then collapsed onto the cold floor. The last he heard was urgent shouting, then it all went black.

Well that was chapter one! Hope you guys liked it! I'm hoping to write the next one soon, considering how evil I am when it comes to cliff hangers :p

[Don't you think Spider-man was a little out of character at the end there, not to mention Superman?]

Superman was on purpose. I'm sorry Supey-fans.

(I think it's cute when Spidey loses his temper)

[Well it was kind of annoying that no one cared that he was bleeding to death in their clubhouse]

(Ya! He was frick'n bleeding to death in their- oh wait, you just said that)

You guy do know that I'm the one who's coming up with all this right?

[….]

(….)

On that note I leave you with… CHIMICHANGAS!

[You are my new best friend]

(WAIT YOU HAD CHIMICHANGAS THIS WHOLE TIME!)

So yeah. Supey's OOC on purpose for this chapter because I needed it to happen (you understand). Anywho, hope you like the rest, and plez review!