Deadpool and Black Deadpool stared at the two Sling Rings floating in front of them.
Then they slowly turned their heads and looked at each other.
Both of them spoke at the exact same time.
"F**K!"
"F**K!"
The air instantly turned tense.
Their eyes narrowed.
Their expressions hardened.
Then the arguing began—also at the exact same time.
"Why didn't you tell me you had this thing sooner?" Deadpool snapped.
"Why didn't you ask about this problem sooner?" Black Deadpool snapped right back.
They glared so hard it looked like sparks might actually appear between them—unfortunately, the only sparks in the Dark Dimension were the ones they desperately couldn't make.
The atmosphere heated up.
Then Deadpool pointed dramatically.
"Damn it. Draw your sword!"
Black Deadpool's hand flew to his weapon.
"Draw it then! You think I'm scared of you?"
WHOOSH!
Blades flashed out.
Steel glinted.
The sound of metal slicing air echoed across the open ground beside the garbage heap.
A minute later—
Black Deadpool was on the ground.
Curled up.
Whining like a child.
"I'm scared! I'm scared! Let's fight! Let's fight!"
"Brother! Dad! Grandpa!"
"Don't leave!"
"Let's fight, heeey~"
Deadpool stood above him, sword lowered, breathing calmly.
"…Pathetic."
---
Kamar-Taj
Far away from the Dark Dimension, beyond snow, stone, and time, the halls of Kamar-Taj were quiet.
The Ancient One sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion.
Her eyes were closed.
Her breathing was steady.
Everything about her looked calm and unshakable.
Then suddenly—
Her eyes opened.
A flicker of joy passed through them.
The magic she had placed on the Sling Ring had been triggered.
Deadpool had touched it.
And that meant something important.
It meant her spell had finally found its target.
For the first time in a long time, the Ancient One allowed herself a small moment of relief.
Because deep inside, she still carried guilt.
Guilt toward Black Deadpool.
Long ago, when the Dark Dimension threatened the Earth, she had been outmatched. Dormammu's presence had been overwhelming, like a tide of decay and hunger that could drown worlds.
And in that desperate moment—
Black Deadpool had stepped forward.
Not because he was stronger than her.
Not because he was fearless.
But because he was reckless enough to throw himself into hell just to buy her time.
He had charged into the Dark Dimension voluntarily, forcing Dormammu's attention onto himself long enough for the Ancient One to cast the magic needed to protect Earth.
In the end, she succeeded.
She pushed back the Dark Dimension.
She saved Earth.
But Black Deadpool never returned.
The Ancient One had entered the Dark Dimension multiple times searching for him, each trip more dangerous than the last. She found no trace—only endless darkness.
And during one search, she had nearly been trapped.
The thought still made her spine go cold.
Because back then, Earth wasn't like it was now.
There were no other sorcerers capable of fighting Dormammu.
No Strange.
No students ready to inherit her duty.
If she had been imprisoned, Earth would have fallen easily.
So in the end…
She had been forced to stop searching.
Forced to accept it.
Then, unexpectedly—
A Deadpool from another universe had appeared.
Not only that… he wanted to join Kamar-Taj.
The Ancient One hadn't truly believed he could rescue Black Deadpool.
The Dark Dimension was vast beyond imagination.
The best she could offer was a slim chance—a thread of hope.
So she left magic on the Sling Ring.
If Deadpool found Black Deadpool, and managed to learn teleportation magic, it would act like a beacon.
If Deadpool didn't find him, but still used even the smallest amount of magic…
She could lock onto his coordinates and forcibly pull him back to Earth.
Either way, she would not leave this Deadpool trapped.
If he returned, she would honor her word.
She would allow him to join Kamar-Taj.
And she would personally teach him.
In her eyes, this wasn't difficult.
Teleportation magic wasn't some impossible ancient secret.
With a Sling Ring, it was mostly about breath control and mental focus.
That was all.
Even Strange—whose hands had been ruined—learned teleportation magic first.
Even someone like Ned, with no formal training, could use a Sling Ring without ever opening a spellbook.
And Deadpool…
Deadpool wasn't ordinary.
The Ancient One had even imprinted portions of her own understanding into the Sling Ring itself.
So in her mind, the math was simple.
Ten days.
No more than ten days.
That was all he needed.
---
Ten Days Later
Dark Dimension.
Garbage heap.
Two figures stood shoulder to shoulder.
One wore red and black.
The other wore black and red.
Both extended their right hands and began tracing circles in the air with the exact same movements.
Slow.
Steady.
Focused.
Or at least… they were trying to be.
One hour passed.
Two hours.
Still, not even a spark appeared.
Nothing.
No portal.
No light.
No magic.
Black Deadpool stared blankly.
o_O
Deadpool stared blankly too.
o_O
Finally, Black Deadpool collapsed backward dramatically.
"I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!"
He slammed onto the ground like a defeated warrior.
"Is this f***ing thing meant for humans to practice?!"
"Clearing your mind? Blocking distractions? Concentration?"
"This is just bullying Deadpool Master!"
Deadpool glanced down at him calmly.
"This was given to you by your old flame."
Black Deadpool's body stiffened.
Then he sat up instantly, serious again.
"Well… since this is the Dark Dimension, Ancient One girl has to protect Earth. She can't risk herself."
"I'm sure this is the best rescue method she could create after a hundred years of deep contemplation!"
He clasped his hands dramatically.
"We shouldn't complain!"
"We should be grateful!"
"A grateful heart~ thankful for her~~~"
Deadpool rolled his eyes.
"But if it weren't for her, I wouldn't even be here."
"It doesn't matter!" Black Deadpool said with conviction.
"The past is like clouds—let it go when you should."
"Now you're already in the Dark Dimension, and the way out was given by her."
"That's kindness!"
Deadpool stared at him.
"Are you even human?"
Black Deadpool looked offended.
Deadpool sighed and shook his head.
"Look, I'm not saying this to be rude…"
"But a simp is a simp."
"And in the end, a simp gets nothing."
Black Deadpool pressed both hands to his chest, looking blissful.
"No, no, no. I firmly believe…"
"In the end, a simp will have everything!"
He smiled dreamily.
"Look—it's been a hundred years and she still remembers me."
"She still wants to save me."
"This is love."
"Undeniable love!"
Deadpool pointed at him like a doctor diagnosing a terminal patient.
"This is a sickness."
"You need treatment."
Black Deadpool waved him off.
"You single dogs wouldn't understand."
Deadpool stared.
Then sighed.
…Forget it.
This guy's simp cancer was already terminal.
No need to waste medicine.
---
Deadpool pulled out his phone and checked the date.
Fifteen days.
He had been trapped in the Dark Dimension for fifteen days.
That meant those two scheduled emails should have already reached Tony and Natasha.
And honestly?
He was starting to get bored.
There wasn't much going on in his world right now anyway.
Even if he slipped out, joining Kamar-Taj didn't sound fun.
He had only flirted as a joke—who would've thought the Ancient One would take him seriously?
If he really had to become some bald-robed monk, meditating every day like a vegetable…
Just kill him instead.
Also, the Avengers weren't doing anything exciting either.
That "Northern God" and his brother drama wasn't coming for at least another year or two.
The big alien mess in New York was still years away.
Deadpool was officially impatient.
Black Deadpool suddenly leaned closer, eyes shining.
"Is that the phone from the comics?"
Deadpool looked at him like he was stupid.
"Yeah."
"Haven't you seen one?"
Black Deadpool snorted.
"Not in my era."
"And you expect me to find a palm-sized thing like that in this endless garbage heap?"
He pointed at the massive junkyard that stretched into darkness.
"There are clothes, generators, light bulbs—things you can understand after getting shocked a few times."
"But even if I found a phone, I wouldn't know how to use it."
"So no."
"It was never in my search range."
Deadpool nodded thoughtfully.
"Fair."
Then his eyes narrowed slightly.
A mischievous idea bubbled up inside him.
If this annoying idiot wasn't trapped here, Deadpool wouldn't have been dragged into this mess by the Ancient One.
He couldn't get revenge on the Ancient One…
But Black Deadpool?
Oh, he could absolutely mess with him.
Deadpool casually said, "Do you want one?"
"I'll give it to you."
"It's not worth much anyway."
Black Deadpool took two cautious steps backward.
His instincts screamed danger.
"You're being nice?"
Deadpool spread his hands innocently.
"What's wrong with helping each other?"
"We're both Deadpools."
Then with a flick of his wrist, a smartphone from his original universe appeared in his palm.
"That one I used earlier was outdated."
"This one is more advanced."
Black Deadpool's eyes widened in pure joy.
"Brother!"
"I love you to death!"
"Tell me—what position do you want me to serve you in tonight? I can do all—"
Before he could finish—
Deadpool slammed the phone directly into Black Deadpool's face.
SMACK!
Black Deadpool didn't even get angry.
He grabbed it like it was a sacred treasure and began poking at it immediately.
A second later, he turned into a rapid-fire cannon of questions.
"What's this?"
"What's that icon?"
"How do you make it light up?"
"How do you make it talk?"
"What's Wi-Fi?"
"Why is there a fruit logo?"
Deadpool answered calmly.
Patiently.
Meticulously.
So patient that Black Deadpool began to feel suspicious.
This was too nice.
This was almost… creepy.
He narrowed his eyes.
"Why are you explaining this so carefully?"
Deadpool smiled warmly.
"No reason."
Black Deadpool's suspicion grew even stronger.
It felt like Deadpool was trying to unlock his "back door."
But who cared?
As long as he got the phone.
At worst, he would stay alert and defend himself in the Dark Dimension.
And once he learned teleportation magic and escaped…
Heh.
With Ancient One girl backing him…
It wouldn't be so clear anymore who would be on top.
--------------------------------------------------
110+ chapters available in patreon🔥🔥🔥🔥
patreon.com/Dragonscribe31
----------------------------------------------------- .