(New lore came out that Dark Gwenpool is a clone so the idea of her breaking free to want to become the ultimate Gwen of sorts still sounds better to me so this was made!)

New York is gonna New York. You barely remembered what happened. You were on your way back from work when suddenly you were jumped by some hood clowns that you managed to hold your own against before she came out of nowhere like a blur of purple and black wave of violence.

Your vision came back after the last hit and you saw....Gwenpool??? No. Gwenpool wore a white and pink leotard....this one? There was a sense of dread and death with her.The purple and black Gwenpool variant with her katana tip pointed it at you and moving your head with the tip under your chin.

"Hmph. Such a cutie you are." She mused with a smirk before sheathing her katana and pulling you up to your feet. "Be careful next time. I don't need your cute ass becoming a statistic, got it."