The Contest of Champions pt. 6: Deadpool v. Deathstroke

Grandmaster: Our next battle will be of the greatest mercenaries of both you're worlds, Deathstroke and Deadpool! Deadpool: Well it's about time, you put me in this! I've been waiting for five episodes, already and- Grandmaster: (Interupting Deadpool.) Silence!!! You're voice... It pains me. Now, the two of you shall battle a top a train of the Gotham Railroads. They were soon transported to the location. Deadpool: Soooo... We're gonna fight, now? Deathstroke: (Pulling out a sword.) Yes, you imbecile! Deadpool: (Pulling out his katana blades.) Let's dance! Their swords clashed, creating sparks. Deadpool: Oooohhh! Sparkly! Deathstroke kicked Deadpool back, so they pulled out their machine guns. When they shot at each other, each bullet clashed with another. Deadpool: (Still shooting.) Bang! Bang! Bang bang bang! Deathstroke and Deadpool pulled out their swords again, sprinting towards each other. Every strike was powerful, soon Deathstroke's sword shattered Deadpool's. Deathstroke: You know, if you spent as much time concentrating as you do joking, perhaps you'd be less predictable. Deadpool: You gotta be kidding! I'm predictable!? Deadpool pulled a boom box out of his pocket, (don't ask.) and the Macarena started playing. Deadpool: (starting to dance.) I'm just getting warmed up! Deathstroke: Impossible! His moves are becoming more erratic, unpredictable! Deadpool kicked Deathstroke in the gut, then snapped his arm, then punched him in the face, knocking him out cold. Soon they were transported back to everyone else. Grandmaster: This victory goes to- Deadpool: (Interupting the Grandmaster.) Spiderman! I mean Deadpool, crap!

DC:3 Marvel:2