Zone C -- Megacity One

[Deadpool]

Their trek through the tropical jungle led them returning to the metropolis of Zone-C. As foliage began to disappear, beaten dirt replaced it; shards of broken beer bottles jutted from the earth, and trash debris   partially showed like someone had attempted to bury it, but quit. A few meters ahead, a tall fence stretched across the boundary of the city; its wiring was twisted like mangled puppet strings.

Behind it, a vacant parking lot filled the space between a nuclear plant and a steel mill. Heavy smog billowed from either, smothering the sky with dark gray. But in the vacant parking lot, the mercenary could barely depict a green package sitting in a parking space close to the steel mill.

It looked like the item drop; just laying there, calling to be taken.

”Don't worry, baby, I'll get to you.”

“Hm?” Jak cocked an eye at the mercenary.

”Nothing,” he replied. ”But I see the item. Just gotta find out how to get to it.”

Jak grinned like a child getting the candy he or she wanted at the grocery store. “Good.”

Deadpool swept his eyes over the fence until he found what he wanted: an opening.

”We'll enter there,” he said. He pointed to an opening in the fence, where the netting had been peeled from the pole.

Jak nodded; readjusting his book-bag, he followed the mercenary towards the fence.

Deadpool hunkered down, and crawled through the opening on all fours. A wild wire of the fence clawed at his arm, but he disregarded the tearing sound of his costume and emerged from the other side.

Jak followed suit. His smaller frame managed to pass the broken part of the fence unscathed.

Both of them keenly watched their surrounds as they crossed the parking lot. Deadpool unholstered both of his pistols, and aimed them in opposite directions; Jak held his blaster tightly as he watched their rear.

Jakpool from D1 to C1; we're grabbing item.