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### Day 2: Investigation
The second day was all about digging deeper. Y/N woke up early, determined to uncover more about the League of Villains. The adrenaline from the recent battle had mostly worn off, but the resolve to thwart their enemies burned brightly. Y/N's apartment looked like a scene from a detective movie, with maps, photos, and notes pinned to the walls, all connected by strings of various colors.
"Okay, League of Losers, where are you hiding?" Y/N muttered, tapping a finger on a map. "If I were a villain looking to recruit, where would I go?"
They identified several potential locations: abandoned warehouses, underground clubs, and known hangouts for shady characters. Each spot was marked with a red X on the map, and Y/N made a mental note to check them out later. For now, they focused on gathering as much information as possible, determined to stay one step ahead.
Y/N's phone buzzed with a call from their handler. "Got some new intel for you," the handler said. "Looks like the League of Villains is planning something big. We don't have all the details yet, but we're keeping an eye on them."
Y/N nodded, jotting down notes. "Got it. Keep me posted. And hey, next time you call, can you bring some more of those chimichangas? These things are addictive."
"Sure thing, Deadpool. Just make sure you stay safe out there."
Y/N spent the rest of the morning pouring over files, cross-referencing information, and making calls to gather more intel. They even hacked into a few databases, their fingers flying across the keyboard as they bypassed firewalls and security protocols with ease. The screen filled with streams of data, and Y/N's eyes darted back and forth, processing the information at lightning speed.
"Come on, there has to be something here," they muttered, scrolling through pages of information. "Where are you hiding, Shigaraki?"
A breakthrough came when Y/N found a lead on a suspicious shipment of chemicals being delivered to a warehouse on the outskirts of the city. They printed out the details and added it to their growing pile of evidence.
"Well, well, well. Looks like someone's been busy. Let's see if we can crash their little party."
Y/N decided it was time to check out one of the potential locations. They donned their suit, adjusting the straps and checking their weapons. The familiar red and black outfit made them feel more confident, more like themselves. They grabbed their katanas, slinging them over their back, and stuffed a few extra grenades into their utility belt.
"Alright, time to go play hero."
They made their way to the first location on their list: an abandoned warehouse near the docks. The place was eerily quiet, with only the sound of waves lapping against the pier breaking the silence. Y/N crept around the perimeter, their senses on high alert. They spotted a few guards patrolling the area and smirked.
"Looks like I'm in the right place."
Y/N waited for the perfect moment before making their move. They slipped through the shadows, taking out the guards one by one with swift, silent attacks. As they approached the main entrance, they could hear voices inside. They pressed themselves against the wall, listening intently.
"...need to move the shipment tonight. Shigaraki wants everything ready by tomorrow," one voice said.
"We can't afford any mistakes. The heroes are already on high alert after the U.S.J. incident," another voice replied.
Y/N's mind raced. They needed to find out what was being shipped and why it was so important. They carefully made their way inside, sticking to the shadows. The warehouse was filled with crates and barrels, all labeled with chemical symbols and warnings.
"Well, this looks promising," Y/N whispered to themselves.
They moved closer, trying to get a better look at the contents of the crates. Just as they were about to pry one open, a loud noise echoed through the warehouse. Y/N froze, their heart pounding in their chest. They ducked behind a stack of crates, peeking out to see what had caused the commotion.
A group of villains entered the warehouse, their faces obscured by masks. They began inspecting the crates, checking the contents and making notes. Y/N strained to hear their conversation, picking up snippets of information.
"...for the new recruits. Shigaraki's orders," one villain said.
"We need to make sure everything is perfect. This could make or break our plans," another replied.
Y/N's eyes widened. This shipment was for the new recruits. Whatever was in these crates was crucial to the League's plans. They needed to get this information back to their handler.
With careful precision, Y/N snapped a few photos of the crates and the villains. They knew they couldn't take on the entire group alone, not without backup. They slipped back out the way they came, their mind racing with new information.
Back at their apartment, Y/N immediately contacted their handler. "I've got something big. The League is moving a shipment of chemicals for their new recruits. I've got photos and intel. We need to act fast."
"Good work, Deadpool. Send over the details. We'll get a team together to intercept the shipment."
Y/N sent the files, feeling a sense of accomplishment. But their work wasn't done yet. They still had more locations to check and more pieces of the puzzle to uncover.
The rest of the day was spent piecing together the information they had gathered. Y/N jotted down notes, circled potential locations on a map, and even made a few more phone calls to gather more intel. By the end of the day, they had a clearer picture of the League's movements.
"Gotcha. Now, let's see if we can crash their little recruitment party."
Exhausted but satisfied with their progress, Y/N decided to unwind a bit. They grabbed a cold drink from the fridge and collapsed onto their couch. As they sipped their drink, they couldn't help but feel a sense of pride. They were making a difference, one step at a time.
Their phone buzzed with a message. It was from Wolverine.
**Wolverine**: Heard you're digging into some shady stuff. Need any help?
Y/N grinned. Wolverine always had their back. They quickly typed a reply.
**Y/N**: Thanks, Logan. I've got it under control for now. Just piecing together some intel on the League of Villains. They're up to something big.
**Wolverine**: Just be careful. These guys play dirty. Don't take unnecessary risks.
**Y/N**: You know me. Always careful. Mostly.
**Wolverine**: Right. Just remember, you've got backup if you need it. Stay safe, kid.
**Y/N**: Will do, old man. Thanks.
The exchange left Y/N feeling a bit more grounded. They weren't alone in this fight. They had friends and allies who would be there when things got tough.
As the night wore on, Y/N continued their investigation, determined to uncover every detail about the League's plans. They knew the road ahead would be challenging, but they were ready for whatever came their way.
Before calling it a night, Y/N reviewed their notes one last time. They had identified several key locations and potential targets. With a yawn, they shut their laptop and stretched out on the couch.
"Tomorrow's another day," they muttered. "Time to get some rest and be ready for whatever comes next."
