Marvel X The Boys

The Kaiju's roar thundered through the city, shaking the very air itself. The rifts in the sky pulsed brighter, as if reality itself was reacting to the beast's presence.

And then—

It started glowing.

The Power-Up That Shouldn't Happen

At first, it was subtle—a faint blue light flickering deep within the creature's chest.

Then, the glow intensified.

Deep, neon-blue streaks surged through its jagged, spiked back, illuminating the night sky like a city-wide neon sign of doom.

The ground trembled as a low, growing hum filled the air—like a power generator cranking up to maximum.

And finally—

The Kaiju tilted its head back and let out a roar.

A roar that sounded suspiciously, undeniably, 1000% like freaking GODZILLA.

Deadpool Has Had ENOUGH

Deadpool froze.

He stared at the glowing Kaiju. He looked at the sky. He looked at the audience.

And then—

He absolutely lost his s***.

"ARE YOU FREAKING KIDDING ME?!"

Deadpool threw his katanas onto the ground again.

"NOOOO! WE CAN'T CALL IT GODZILLA, DEADPOOL! WE HAVE TO BE ORIGINAL, DEADPOOL! COPYRIGHT ISSUES, DEADPOOL!"

He spun wildly toward the camera.

"BUT LOOK AT THIS! LOOK AT IT!"

He pointed frantically at the Kaiju, which was now fully charging up in beautiful, unmistakable, copyright-infringing blue energy.

"YOU JUST GAVE IT A GODDAMN ATOMIC BREATH CHARGE-UP ANIMATION! WHAT PART OF THIS ISN'T GODZILLA?!"

The Others Are Too Tired for This

Tony sighed. "Why do I feel like my life is a bad sitcom?"

Steve adjusted his shield. "Can we focus?"

"FOCUS?! FOCUS?!" Deadpool grabbed Tony by the shoulders. "STARK, ARE YOU SEEING THIS?!"

Butcher, dusting himself off from where Homelander had punched him into a wall earlier, spat out some blood. "Mate, we're about to die. Can ya have a meltdown after we survive?"

"NO, BUTCHER! I WILL MELTDOWN RIGHT NOW!"

Deadpool turned back to the audience.

"Alright, LISTEN UP, VIEWERS AT HOME. We are officially at war. Not with this off-brand, dollar-store Godzilla, but with the author of this damn story."

He pointed directly at the text box.

"YOU! YES, YOU, YOU SELF-INSERTING, FANFIC-WRITING HACK! DON'T THINK I DON'T SEE WHAT YOU'RE DOING!"

He stomped forward dramatically.

"You said we couldn't use Godzilla. You said, 'Oh no, we have to be original, we can't afford a lawsuit!'"

Then he pointed frantically at the Kaiju.

"But THEN you pull THIS SH**?! ATOMIC CHARGE-UP?! BLUE GLOWING SPINES?! THE SAME DAMN ROAR?! EXPLAIN YOURSELF, YOU COWARD!"

Silence.

"OH, WHAT, NOTHING TO SAY NOW?! AUTHOR, IF YOU HAVE A SINGLE SHRED OF DIGNITY, YOU'LL LET ME TALK TO YOU DIRECTLY!"

Still silence.

Deadpool sighed dramatically and turned back to the audience.

"Alright, folks. You know what to do. COMMENT BELOW and tell the author what an absolute ASSHOLE he is for teasing me with this bootleg Godzilla bulls***"

Tony raised a hand. "Who is he talking to?"

"Not a f***ing clue," Butcher grumbled.

Meanwhile, The Kaiju Continues Charging

The beast reared back, the blue glow reaching its peak.

Its chest expanded. Its mouth split open, revealing rows of glowing, jagged teeth.

The sound of raw energy building up filled the air—unstoppable, inevitable.

And Deadpool was still ranting.

"OH, YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST IGNORE ME, AUTHOR?! WELL, GUESS WHAT?! I'M STILL HERE! I'M STILL—"

BOOOOOOM.

The Kaiju unleashed a full atomic energy blast.

And it fired directly at Deadpool.