(の世界で非公式ウェブコミック BECOMING HERO, 彼の執筆者を撮影漫画キャラクターに関する小説, そして彼を停止する必要があります漫画本の読者は、. デッドプールのファンのための偉大なメタスーパーヒーロー小説, アニマルマン, ラスト・アクション・ヒーロー, 主人公は僕でした, Superboyのプライム, シー・ハルク, Cerebrusツチブタ, AmbushBug, そして他の著者の会議第四壁破り “著者に対する怒り” tropists。)
Five superheroes sit around a dimly-lit poker table in some dark basement somewhere. Mark’s spread a map on the table.
Skye lounges back with his feet on the table, uber-relaxed. Butterfly sits very appropriately, with her fingers crossed almost as if in prayer. Natasha stands intensely over the table with one foot on a chair and her fist on the corner of the map. Robotman stands with arms crossed.
Butterfly: “I wasn’t even aware the Scythes were fighting the Mafia—they did not have a conflicting market. The Mafia does drugs, the Scythes did experimentation on superhumans.”
Natasha: “Not much crossover between those.”
Mark points to a photograph of a ring, above the map. It’s a ring with a Harvard medical school logo on it.
Mark: “Until this guy. Psych, they call him. He’s gotten your local Mafia into a bigger weapons’ market, and that now includes superhuman tech.”
Robotman: “That’s who stole everything from the Scythes’ warehouse after we took them out to avenge Pink.”
Skye rises to leave the room, looking discouraged. Natasha notices.
Basement “kitchen”, dingy, with an old-looking fridge. Through the door we can still see into the lit “poker” room where the other heroes are strategizing.
Natasha: “So what, you know all this already?”
Skye: “Not now, Thunder. I don’t want to be scolded, and I don’t want to think. I just want them to tell me who to hit, and then I want to hit them.”
Natasha: “Is it because of what I said? About us never dating?”
Skye: “It doesn’t help.”