Undead Revolution (⛔☁️)

S4 - 7. [Inhumane]

The night was moonless, the perfect mood for Katsuki's mission. Dressed in his Deadpool gear, he moved through the shadows with practiced ease, his destination looming ahead: a high-security prison known for holding criminals as they awaited trial. His target tonight was one such individual.

Katsuki scaled the outer wall, his enhanced abilities making the climb swift and silent. At the top, he paused, scanning the grounds below. Guards patrolled in regular intervals, their flashlights sweeping through the darkness. Timing his descent perfectly, Katsuki dropped down, landing behind a ventilation pipe.

He pressed against the cold concrete of the building, listening intently to the sounds around him. The distant clatter of keys, the murmur of guards chatting, and the occasional laughter all created an image of vigilance. Katsuki moved forward, darting from shadow to shadow, avoiding the harsh glare of the spotlights that swept the yard.

Reaching a side entrance, he pulled out a small device Teskai had given him. A few seconds of tinkering with the electronic lock, and the door clicked open.

Teskai was always finding new things in the black market and improving them. Thank god they were in the same side.

Katsuki slipped inside, the dimly lit corridor ahead of him stretching into the depths of the prison. He had memorized the layout and quickly made his way towards the lower levels where temporary inmates were held.

He encountered his first real obstacle at a security checkpoint. Two guards stood in front of the reinforced steel door, their postures relaxed but alert. Katsuki weighed his options: a direct confrontation would alert the entire prison, but he needed to get through without raising the alarm.

He picked up a small smoke BB and tossed it down the adjacent hallway, careful to keep it from exploding. The clattering noise drew the guards' attention, and they exchanged a glance before one of them went to investigate.

Katsuki closed the distance to the remaining guard. With a precise strike, he incapacitated him, catching his fall to avoid any noise.

By the time the second guard returned, Katsuki was already hidden in the shadows. The guard's confusion turned to alarm when he saw his unconscious comrade, but he had no chance to react. Katsuki took him down just as efficiently, leaving both guards slumped against the wall.

With the guards effectively neutralized, Katsuki accessed the control panel and opened the steel door. Beyond it lay the rows of cells housing various criminals. His target was in cell block D, third cell on the right.

As he approached the cell, Katsuki could see the silhouette of the man inside; a burly figure with quite the presence, even behind bars. The man looked up, eyes narrowing as he recognized the intruder.

"Wha- What do you want?" The criminal's voice trembled, he knew who Deadpool was. Everyone did. He'd made sure of that.

Katsuki grinned behind his mask. "You-" He said, his tone a bit unhinged. "-are in for some deep shit"

The man laughed, a choked, scared sound echoing through the cell block. "What? I- I've done noth- nothing wrong!"

Katsuki stepped into the cell, boots clicking dangerously. "There's a certain crime that I hate the most. Do you know which one?"

The criminal's face paled in the dim light. He swallowed hard, realizing that he was in deep shit. "Wa- Wait" He stuttered out, backing away. "I'll do anything! I'll- I'll... Just- Just let me go"

Katsuki had to take a back, beside himself with astonishment at the brazen request.

"I fucking hate bastards like you"

With that, he crossed the cell before the man could make a sound. Determined to ensure no one would hear even a whisper, he reached for a thick strip of cloth he'd brought, the kind that seemed to swallow any sound that came near it.

They wanted it gruesome? He could work with that. He could work very well with that.

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