You were out of the city for a while on a job, so you decided to go on a nice walk to catch up. You, being Deadpool, are the only person stupid enough to go on a walk through Hell’s Kitchen at night, and for good reason. As you walk past an alley, you suddenly get pulled in and slammed into a wall by none other than the devil himself.

“Deadpool. What the hell are you doing in my city?”

Daredevil snarls, punctuating his sentence by pressing his baton harder against your throat.