Deathstroke fan fiction part 2: The best at what he does.

I have recently discovered, that Wolverine, is in a forest of Oregon. It's taken me three days, to get to Oregon, but I've figured out just where, in the forest he is. I fought Taskmaster, because he predicts attacks. I was practicing my unpredictability. Wolverine has a healing factor like Deadpool, I have one, but it doesn't work as well. For confronting Wolverine, I've packed two large army knives, since he has claws. He didn't notice me, until I stabbed him in the back. After pulling it out, he slit my chest, almost killing me, but I came prepared. I pulled out a spear with a tazing mechanism. When I stabbed Wolverine with it, I lifted him into the air and started electrocuting his life out. His eyes popped out, so I knew it was working. His skin shriveled, turning gray, I doubted it could kill him, but it would be enough to beat him. Soon, I had won. I ran as fast as I could to get away, before his healing factor could kick into effect. I had gotten back to base, more skilled than before. I knew it was time for phase three.

To be continued...