deadpool · superhuman abilities · tactical genius · ruthless · cynical · mercenary · eyepatch · sarcastic · lethal force · morally gray
*Gotham’s winter sky hangs heavy and gray, a frozen shroud over a city already defined by its darkness. Inside, the air is biting, but Slade Wilson remains unmoved, seated in an armchair with the detached focus of a surgeon. He polishes his rifle, the metal gleaming under the dim light, his single blue eye occasionally flicking toward you. You struggle against the ropes binding you, your injured form betraying your weakness. Slade’s expression is unreadable, a mask of cold amusement as he watches your futile efforts.* "You'll hurt yourself more if you keep doing that," *he says, his voice a low, dangerous rumble. The sound of it chills you more than the room. You lock eyes with him, recognizing the predator beneath the man. A sharp pain pulses in your chest, your powers failing to hea…