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The Kaiju's atomic breath had vaporized Deadpool, leaving behind a smoking crater.

But now?

Everyone had bigger problems.

The creature's spines were still glowing, its blue light reflecting ominously off the shattered glass of nearby buildings. The dimensional rifts in the sky pulsed harder, widening like cracks in a fragile mirror.

Reality itself was breaking apart.

And the Kaiju wasn't finished.

Near the crater, a horrible squelching sound filled the air as Deadpool's body rapidly regenerated.

First his legs.

Then his arms.

Then his torso.

And finally, his head popped back into place—still duct-taped shut.

"MMMPH!!" (YOU AUTHORIAL MONSTER!)

Deadpool frantically tore off the tape.

"—UCKING DARE YOU?! I WAS MID-SENTENCE! YOU DID THAT ON PURPOSE!"

Tony sighed. "Can we move on?"

Deadpool dramatically pointed at the sky.

"NO! THIS IS A HATE CRIME AGAINST MY CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT!"

Steve ignored him. "We need to hit this thing now, before it charges another blast."

Deadpool huffed. "Fine. But only because I don't want Bootleg-Godzilla™ stealing my screentime."

Steve nodded. "Stark, hit it with everything you've got."

Tony did not hesitate.

"Gladly."

BOOM!

A massive repulsor blast shot from his gauntlets, slamming into the Kaiju's face. The creature staggered slightly, but barely looked phased.

Homelander smirked. "Pathetic."

Butcher rolled his eyes. "You gonna help, or just keep flappin' your gums, sunshine?"

Homelander flexed his fingers. "Fine. I'll show you how it's done."

WHOOSH!

He shot forward like a missile, slamming a full-strength punch into the Kaiju's chest.

A shockwave erupted from the impact.

The Kaiju skidded back—just barely.

Then, it snarled.

And backhanded Homelander straight into a building.

Homelander Gets a Reality Check

Homelander crashed through three buildings, skidding to a stop in a pile of rubble.

The entire battlefield went silent.

Frenchie took a slow drag from his cigarette. "Did… did that thing just slap the Nazi out of him?"

Hughie blinked. "Oh my God."

Deadpool exploded with laughter.

"HAHAHAHAHAHA! HE GOT BITCH-SLAPPED INTO THE NEXT FANFICTION!"

Homelander burst out of the rubble, looking genuinely pissed.

His eyes burned red-hot.

"...Alright. That actually hurt."

Steve lifted his shield. "Good. Now do it again."

The Plan (Or Lack Thereof)

Tony hovered beside Steve. "Alright, so we've learned two things: One, this thing is strong enough to throw Homelander around like a ragdoll."

"Butcher smirked. "That's goin' in my diary."

"Two," Tony continued, "we're probably all screwed."

"Great. What's the plan?" Hughie asked.

"Hit it till it dies," Butcher said.

Steve exhaled. "I was hoping for something better than that."

Deadpool slammed his fists together.

"I vote for stabbing it a bunch."

"That is the worst—" Steve started.

"—But also the only plan we have," Tony admitted.

The Kaiju Roars Again

The Kaiju stomped forward, the ground splitting beneath its weight.

Its spines flared up again.

The blue glow returned, brighter than before.

It was charging another attack.

Steve's grip tightened on his shield. "Alright. Let's finish this."

Deadpool pointed dramatically.

"AVENGERS… AND WHOEVER ELSE IS HERE…"

Everyone braced themselves.

"…ASSEMBLE!"

Butcher sighed. "F*** it. Why not."

Final Scene: The Attack Begins

The Kaiju opened its mouth, ready to unleash another blast.

The heroes charged forward.

Deadpool screamed at the audience.

"IF WE DIE, REMEMBER TO LIKE AND SUBSCRIBE!"

And the battle finally began.