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"You just left him there?" A small girl with long brown hair was berating The Cape.
"I didn't have much of a choice Orwell. The whole site was surrounded by ARK, and by some other agency called SHIELD. I think Deadpool knew that they would show up, and that's why he had you stay back. I barely got myself out of there. I don't think I could of got the both of us out."
"He trusted you. You said so yourself, he gave you a way out. He put his teleporter on you and sent you to safety."
"That's why I had to go back. I couldn't let him sacrifice himself. But when I got there, I heard him admit that he was still working for Chess."
"He was still working for Chess?"
"He said that anyways. I kind of lost it when I heard that, and I attacked him." The Cape paused for a long time as he took of his cape. "When I whispered that suggestion to him, he also whispered to me."
"What'd he say?"
"To not touch his cheese doodle chips."
"I didn't say it was profound. Is there any news on him yet?"
"Still nothing. Wait a second. This just went live." The Cape looked over her shoulder so they could both see the news feed.
The news video they were watching was of the fight between The Cape and Deadpool. The video started from where Deadpool ran out of the building, and ended with him being escorted off by a few SHIELD agents. There was no editing to the video as far as The Cape could tell. It showed the fight blow for blow just how he remembered it.
"I'm surprised that this made it to air. I wouldn't think that Fleming would let any news crew within fifty yards of the sight."
"You're right. When I went back, I didn't see any crews. And maybe it's just me, but the angle that this guy was filming from, he would have had to had been among the officers or agents."
"Let me take a look." Orwell pulled up a map of the area where the fight had taken place. "Okay. From what I've seen he was moving this way to keep the fight in view." She drew an arc that followed the path the cameraman would have taken.
"He couldn't be that far back. There was a dozer here that would have blocked his view in that arc." The Cape touched a place on the screen where he remembered seeing the bulldozer.
"Then he would have had to have been in front of it at least when he passed it." Orwell drew another arcing line on the map. "Does this look right?"
"There wasn't anyone there. If he had been that close, I would have seen him." The new line put the cameraman just a few yards away from where the action was. "Put it back on the news. Let's see what's going to happen."
"The footage you just saw was brought to you by a cameraman of this station. Obviously the brave man wishes to keep his identity a secret to keep himself safe from repercussions. What this video shows it an obvious collaboration by Chess and Peter Fleming. Yes that Chess, who we were all led to believe was the deceased officer Vince Faraday, is still alive. Because of the implied connection between Peter Fleming and Chess, Deadpool was taken by SHIELD agents onto their helicarrier.
"As of now we have been kept in the dark about Deadpool's involvement. Please stay tuned to this station for updates." Orwell closed the browser window that was playing the news.
"He turned you into a hero for the city. For all the city." Orwell's voice was starting to break, and she was fighting to keep tears from her eyes. "I wonder what SHIELD will do with Deadpool?"
"Not much since we're here for you." The voice was new to The Cape, but it still had an air of authority to it like that agent Justice.
The Cape and Orwell looked over to the door way, and saw a middle aged man in a blue jump suit. His hair was black on top, but the sides were white. He was very casual in his stance, but he looked like he was ready for a fight if it came to it.
"We've not done anything to warrant the attention of SHIELD."
"Maybe not you Mr. Faraday, but Miss. Fleming hacked our files."
"How do you know who we are?"
"I did my research. Don't worry. I'm not with those other agents. Deadpool contacted me directly for help."
"You're a friend of Deadpool's?"
"Not in the strictest sense of the term. He gave me some information on a criminal in the area called Chess. I'm glad he did. If this guy hadn't been kept in check, he'd be a big time threat in a short length of time."
"So what are you doing here? I mean if you're not here to arrest us, you must be here for another reason."
"To give you a warning. If Deadpool wasn't on one of his rants, bad things could come about from putting Peter Fleming behind bars. It will leave a power vacuum that will need to be filled, and a lot of smaller fish will try."
"What do you suggest we do then? Just let him run around lose?"
"I'm just letting you know what will happen, and to let you know that you are not alone. You can count on SHIELD to help the city, and you can call on the Avengers if things become to out of control."
"Can't we call you? You're the only one in SHIELD we know that Deadpool trusts."
"I'm not in SHIELD anymore kid. I'm just repaying a debt."
"Then we won't need SHIELD here. This city already has a protector, and I am that man." The Cape redonned his trademark cape, and focused on Nick Furry with a gaze that spoke volumes on how anyone who would dare this city would have him to contend with.
"What about the reason you fight Vince?"
"You mean his wife and kid?" The Cape twitched at Nick's acknowledgment of Vince's family. "Don't get jumpy. It's my job to know all this stuff."
"I can't revile myself until Fleming is behind bars, maybe even longer. As much as I've looked forward to this day, it might be too much of a coincidence if Vince Faraday shows back up right after Fleming is arrested. But I will rejoin them, one day." Vince didn't wait for either party to say anything more. He swirled his cape and vanished in a puff of gray smoke.
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