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The city was a labyrinth of alleys, rooftops, and hidden passages—Deadpool's playground. As Y/N navigated through the shadows, they moved with the ease and confidence of someone who had done this a thousand times. The city was alive, buzzing with the aftermath of the battle that had taken place earlier, but Y/N's focus was razor-sharp, their mind ticking through everything they had learned, every piece of intel they had gathered.
After a series of calculated turns and jumps across rooftops, Y/N finally arrived at a nondescript building on the outskirts of the city—a safehouse. The exterior was plain, unassuming, but Y/N knew the walls inside held secrets that most people could never imagine.
They entered the building through a hidden entrance, ensuring they weren't followed. Inside, the air was cool, the lights dim. Y/N headed straight for a room in the back, where the walls were covered in papers, photos, and maps connected by red strings, forming an intricate web of information. This was their command center, the place where Y/N pieced together the puzzles of the League of Villains' plans.
Y/N scanned the wall, their eyes darting from one piece of information to the next. Each photo, each note, was a step closer to understanding the full scope of the League's operations. They had been gathering intel for months, and every bit of it had led to this moment.
But tonight wasn't just about analyzing data. Tonight, Y/N had to report back to their handler—the person who had recruited them for this undercover mission in the first place.
Moving to a small desk in the corner of the room, Y/N activated a secure communication device. A few moments later, the screen flickered to life, revealing the shadowed face of their handler. The voice on the other end was calm, measured, but Y/N could sense the tension beneath the surface.
"Y/N, what's the status?" the handler asked, their voice low and steady.
Y/N took a breath before responding. "The operation was compromised. I was captured by the League, but I managed to escape. I'm currently in one of our safehouses. The League is actively searching for me, but they don't know I'm here."
There was a brief pause before the handler spoke again. "Tell me everything."
Y/N began to recount the events of the past few hours. They detailed the encounter with Dabi, the narrow escape through the base's passageways, and how they had listened in on the League's plans from the shadows.
"They're planning something big," Y/N continued. "I overheard All For One speaking with Kurogiri. They're moving forward with their plan to take down All Might. I couldn't catch all the details, but they're mobilizing their forces. Whatever they're planning, it's going to happen soon."
The handler's silence was palpable, the weight of the situation settling over them both. "We'll need to act fast. The pros are already on high alert after today's events, but we can't let the League get the upper hand."
