Like Deadpool in the DC Universe.-Chapter 25: He deserve a pizza

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Blade stood in front of the map hanging on the wall, pointing his finger at the different locations where the barrels filled with laughing gas had been placed. The entire team was watching intently, and Robin crossed his arms as he spoke seriously:

"So, these are the places we need to move to quickly... The Joker won't wait long before executing his plan."

Blade, who was leaning on the table, smirked mischievously and said in a sarcastic tone:

"Oh my God, Robin, you know? Sometimes I feel like you're that straight-A student in class who takes everything too seriously... Have you ever thought about relaxing a little? No? Yeah, I figured!"

Cyborg, who was scanning the map with his cybernetic eye, spoke confidently:

"Don't worry, I can disarm any bomb the Joker sets up. I've dealt with things way more complex than this."

Blade raised an eyebrow mockingly, giving him a mischievous look, then clapped his hands together and said:

"Oh, did you say you're a pro at defusing bombs? Well, let's put your skills to the test, Mr. Bolts!"

Without waiting for a response, Blade pulled out two bombs he had reassembled from the previously dismantled barrels and placed them in front of everyone. The team stared at him in shock, while Beast Boy took a step back and quickly said:

"Uhh... is it really wise to have live bombs in a closed building?"

Blade ignored Beast Boy's comment and instead looked at Cyborg with a challenging grin:

"Alright, cyber genius, you've got two identical bombs in front of you... Now, show me what you've got and defuse one!"

Cyborg, never one to back down from a challenge, rolled up his metallic sleeves and got to work. He grabbed his advanced tools, took a deep breath, and carefully began disarming the first bomb. The entire team watched in silence, their eyes fixed on his every move. Exactly one minute later, Cyborg let out a relieved breath and smiled proudly:

"Ha! That was easier than I expected!"

Blade smirked in return and then said nonchalantly, his eyes gleaming with mischief:

"Great! Really great! But... wanna see something fun?"

Then, without waiting for an answer, he grabbed the second bomb and, in just ten seconds, completely disarmed it without so much as blinking. He tossed the parts onto the table and looked at Cyborg with a victorious grin, saying sarcastically:

"There we go! Ten seconds flat. Now, see how easy that was?"

Cyborg stared at Blade in shock, then looked down at the dismantled bomb in front of him before placing a hand over his face and sighing:

"Man... You really don't give us a single moment to feel superior, do you?"

Blade laughed and patted Cyborg on the shoulder, saying:

"Nope, I don't... But hey, at least you tried, my friend! That's more than I can say for some of the villains I've met!"

Robin, who had been watching all this in silence, spoke up seriously as he looked at everyone:

"Alright, now that Blade has proven he's the fastest at defusing bombs, let's focus on the real mission... We have multiple locations to reach before the Joker can pull off his plan."

Blade stretched his arms and smirked:

"Alright then, let's roll... We've got a crazy clown to stop, and I need to make sure I don't blow myself up in the process. I mean, I won't die... but come on, who wants to keep reconstructing their face every time?!"

The team shook their heads before moving out to execute their plan. Time was against them, but they were ready to face the Joker—no matter the cost!

The Titans spread across Gotham, each of them keeping in mind the correct method to disarm the bombs thanks to Blade. The operation was running smoothly, and one by one, the bombs were being defused.

Robin stood on the rooftop of a building, communicating with the team through the wireless device, saying:

"Make sure to evacuate any civilians near these buildings before disarming the bombs. We don't want any unpleasant surprises."

Beast Boy, who had taken the form of a green hawk, landed near a building window and spoke sarcastically through the device:

"Of course, boss. We'll make sure none of us explode... Oh, wait, what if we blow up Blade instead of the bomb? He'll come back to life, right?"

Blade, who was chewing gum while disarming a bomb, laughed and said sarcastically:

"Oh, great idea! Let's blow up the one guy who knows how to defuse these bombs quickly. Love your logic, Beastie, but let's save that for another day. And also, shut up, you green freak."

Cyborg was in an old basement, using his advanced arm to detect any hidden wires that might be booby-trapped. He then carefully began disarming the bomb before saying with a smirk:

"Well, I gotta admit, your method was effective, Blade. But I hate to say that you were right."

Blade, who was in another building, interrupted mockingly:

"Oh no, Cyborg! Don't say it! That would hurt my deep feelings... if I had any!"

The operation continued, and one by one, the buildings that had posed a threat to the city became safe. Eventually, the team regrouped at a designated point after completing their mission. Some of them were visibly exhausted, but they were satisfied with their achievement.

Robin stood firmly and said seriously:

"We've successfully completed the mission. The Joker won't be happy when he finds out we completely ruined his plan."

Starfire, hovering in the air with her innocent smile, said cheerfully:

"This is wonderful! Gotham will be safe once again!"

Raven glanced at Blade and said in a calm but sarcastic tone:

"Well, I suppose we should thank you for the crash course in bomb defusal."

Blade grinned and spread his arms, saying:

"Ah, no need to thank me, friends! I just added a new job title to my résumé: 'Expert Bomb Defuser and Professional Chaos Maker! And the owner of a massive dick...' Ahem, anyway, can we head back now? I think I deserve a pizza. Or maybe ten!"

Everyone laughed, taking a moment to rest after their hard work... but they knew the Joker wouldn't take this loss quietly, and that the real battle might not have even begun yet.

As the sun dipped below Gotham's horizon, painting the sky in a blend of orange and purple, the Titans walked through the city streets, heading back to their base.

And then, suddenly...

Blade vanished without warning.

Robin immediately stopped, looking around in concern:

"Where did he go?!"

Beast Boy raised his hands in confusion:

"Why does he disappear all of a sudden like he's in an anime? Is this part of his mysterious persona, or does he just love the drama?"

Cyborg, who was scanning his device, shook his head and said:

"He didn't leave any signal on the radar. He's completely gone."

But at the top of the tallest building in the city...

Blade stood there, the wind rushing past him as he gazed down at the city below. The lights of Gotham were slowly flickering on as night took over the day.

He smiled under his mask, then spoke to himself—or rather, to the reader—placing his hands on his hips:

"What a beautiful night... Perfect for contemplating life, or maybe doing something absolutely insane, like... I don't know, stealing a taxi?"

He stood there for a moment, enjoying the cool air, then let out a small chuckle before winking:

"Oh, don't worry, my dear readers, some of whom have a dick like Bruce Wayne. I know you're wondering, 'What's Blade gonna do now?' Well, let me leave you in suspense... because the adventure isn't over yet!"

As Blade stood at the edge of the building, his eyes gleamed under the black-and-purple mask when he spotted something familiar down in the streets below...

The Batmobile.

It was speeding wildly through Gotham's streets, chasing a yellow taxi... but it wasn't just any passenger inside. It was the Joker himself, driving like he was in a death race, laughing maniacally as he swerved between cars without a single care for human life.

Blade, placing a hand on his chin, smirked and muttered to himself:

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"Oh, Batman's chasing Joker again... Also, why did Joker steal my idea of hijacking a taxi? Hmm, what if we add a little extra chaos to this chase?"

He then glanced down, then behind him, then back down again, as if realizing something was missing. And then it hit him...

"Wait a minute... How am I supposed to get down there?!"

Quickly turning toward the nearby elevator door, he casually strolled over and pressed the down button as calmly as possible. As he waited, he turned directly to the reader, placing his hands on his hips and saying in a sarcastic tone:

"What? You don't actually expect me to fly, do you? I mean, yeah, I've got regeneration, but I'm not Superman! Idiots!"

Just then, the elevator dinged open. Blade casually stepped inside and pressed the ground floor button. As the doors slowly closed, he smirked and said:

"Don't worry, I'll get there...!"

And then... the elevator doors shut.

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