Juggling an identity ~spiderman~

Chapter 26

~Osborn's POV~

Taking a deep breath, I controlled my anger. If that idiotic man spills anything about me, I'm screwed. The Avengers got involved with the base that was found, the police just claimed it as some fancy drug factory. But the Avengers will almost definitely figure out its bombs. They took the scientist in questioning too, which he probably spilled everything. 

I can't keep protecting him anymore.

I put the papers down and turned back around. I stood in my tracks when I saw a man in a red costume spread out on my sofa, patiently waiting for me. I fixed my posture and settled my gaze on his white blank eyes of his mask. We were just glaring at each other for a couple of seconds, like a staring competition.

"The name's Deadpool," He said in a low tone. I raised an eyebrow at him. Deadpool gave me a 'really?' kind of look. "Deadpool? The guy who you hired. You know, Deadpool!" He stared at me blankly, as if I'm meant to know who he is. He sighed annoyed, but before he could say anything else I interrupted him.

"If I may add, you just broke in, aggressively spoke to me, and completely invaded my privacy. I'm calling the police to get you locked up you freak." I reached out to the counter and to pick up my cell phone. Before I could get it, a knife was thrown right aimed at my hand. Panicked I held my hand close, thankfully unhurt.

"That was a warning, next time I promise the knife will slice straight through" The male in red stood up from the couch and slowly strolled over to the older man. "Now, don't play dumb with me. Why do you want Peter Parker dead?" Deadpool started pulling out a handgun from his black belt, pointing it carelessly at me. "What's your relation with him!" 

"Peter Parker?! You mean that 16 year old boy from Midtown? And he wants him dead!?" I automatically ran over to the room next to us, the office. Inside, I rushed over to my chair, clicking and typing on my computer.

"Wait, who's 'he'? Wait! What are you doing! Don't tell me you're gonna change into the Goblin again! I promise I'll shoot you!" He ran after me, lacking the confidence he had 30 seconds ago. 

"I can't tell you that. How much were you paid to kill Parker?" I was searching up records, recordings, anything to indicate why would he would want him dead. 

Deadpool stood behind me, lurking over my shoulder "Soooooo, like how does it feel when you change into the goblin. Like does it hurt? Can you remember anything afterward?"

"Yes, it hurts. But I haven't changed into that monster since before I went to jail." I was too concentrated on reading through these files rather than answering his childish questions.

"Well, you can lie all you want. I saw you myself on some CCTV footage" Leaned on the desk, staring at me unimpressed.

"It was obviously not me." I've had enough of his accusations. This isn't any of his business anyway. 

"Of course it was you, you're the one and only Gobby" He leaned over my shoulder, suddenly interested in what I'm typing. I rolled my eyes and sighed, this guy is seriously annoying.

My phone suddenly rang, I rushed over to it. Before I could grab it, Deadpool snatched it off the dresser. "Give me the phone, its an important call" I ordered him.

"hmmmm, let me think... No." I could see his cheeky smile behind his mask. I rolled my eyes and turned around back onto the desk, deciding its not worth it. I looked up, seeing him answering the call and putting it up to his ear.

"Hellooo!" 

I couldn't hear who was on the there side of the phone, but it was probably nobody important.

"Aaah Yes! Mr Osborn is in a meeting at the moment. Im his assistant, may I take a message?!" 

"What do you mean Norman doesn't have an assistant! I'm right here! I'm his assistant!" 

"Who do you think you are!! Why would I have his phone if I wasn't his assistant! No- wait- Dont call security! WAIT DONT-" 

I watched him out the corner of my eye, as I was busy downloading onto the flash drive.

"SHE HUNG UP ON ME" 

"Okay Orborn, tell me what you're up to, and why you want Petey dead."

I glanced up at him, the flash drive was 20% downloaded

"Fine. Stay Silent, I'll just crush your phone. You know I have the strength to..."

I leaned back in my chair, raising an eyebrow at him. 30%.

Deadpool slumped his shoulder before taking the phone into his hands and bending it back until glass was falling onto the floor. The masked man started to get annoyed.

"Okay old man, before security gets up here-" He quickly picked up my laptop that sat on the desk. My last peek at the screen said 50%. I stood up from my feet, glaring at the equally tall man.

"Give it here." I warned him. He perked up realizing the laptop was clearly more significant than the phone. 

"Oooooo fancy laptop is worth something to you" He started looking through the laptop. I jumped towards him, reaching for my device. His reflexes pulled out a gun from his belt, pointing it at my head before I would snatch the laptop back.

"Let's see... What does this 70% mean?... A flash drive, right. Let's just cancel the download, transfer the files, get through the hard drive, break through the survey, and- and a passcode. What's the passcode?" He was typing with one hand, while still pointing the weapon onto my head. 

"You got past my survey but can't get past my passcode?" I mocked him.

"I don't know if you noticed this, but I have a pretty little gun to your face. What's the passcode old man? Or I blow your head off. You know I'm a mercenary, I'll do it." 

I weighed my options, I can risk my life and stall until security gets here. Or I can take the smarter option and not die today.

"4427" I mumbled. he typed in the code and gleamed when it unlocked. 

Suddenly a group of security rushed through the door, they were pointing small guns at Deadpool's head. 

"Freeze! Drop the gun! Put your hands behind your head! Now!" One of the security women shouted. 

A small "ding" rung through the laptop he was holding, he suddenly pulled the flash drive from the device and dropped the laptop. Before the group could react, DP ran up to the window with full force, smashing it. He fell down the long, tall building. 

The security team gasped and ran up to the window looking down, to notice he was no where to be seen.