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Chapter 15 - Chapter 14 Adventures of Team Red (or Why Ned Missed School on Wednesday

Wednesday, 5:03 AM – Near the Raft

The dark waves around the isolated prison facility slapped quietly against the stealth transport's hull. Inside, Team Red was gearing up.

Deadpool stretched dramatically, two katanas strapped across his back and his suit freshly patched. "Wakey wakey, jailbreaky!"

"Please stop talking," Daredevil muttered, adjusting his billy clubs. He sat near the rear exit, calm but alert, tuned into the world in his way. His sharp senses could already hear the distant buzz of the prison's power grid. "We'll have five minutes before the main security relays detect our presence."

Ned Leeds checked his wrist tablet, his face illuminated in blue light. "Confirmed. Tony's SHIELD ghosts scrubbed us clean on entry, but they can only loop surveillance for a short window."

"I still can't believe you have a private SHIELD team," Deadpool whispered to no one in particular.

"Ex-SHIELD," Ned corrected, adjusting his tactical earpiece. "Tony doesn't like leftovers, but he keeps the useful ones."

"Like me!" Deadpool said cheerfully.

Ned side-eyed him. "You weren't on the list. You just showed up."

"Potato, potahto."

Daredevil interjected, his voice firm. "Focus. Once we're inside, I want eyes on cell block C. My client mutate registration code 1847 was transferred here two weeks ago."

Ned nodded. "Cell maps uploaded to your HUDs. Deadpool, you clear the outer labs. Matt, go with him until we reach the core block, then split."

"Who put the high schooler in charge again?" Deadpool asked, raising a gloved hand.

Ned didn't flinch. "The guy who found Ross's dirty laundry and helped save your regenerating ass last summer in Queens."

"Ah. Right. Point to Chair Guy."

 

Inside the Raft – 5:18 AM

The power cut was timed perfectly.

Lights flickered once, twice then went dark.

Daredevil moved first, a blur of motion and instinct. Deadpool trailed behind him, gleefully slapping "kick me" signs on knocked-out guards as they passed. Ned remained in the mobile command node set up in the old utility wing, monitoring feeds and routing encrypted pings through his tablet.

"Door 7B open," Ned said calmly. "Cell block approaching. Daredevil, look left at the split. Deadpool, right."

They moved. Ross was in the central security chamber, surrounded by a reduced night crew. Probably thought no one could reach him.

He was wrong.

Ned's fingers danced across the interface. "Security turrets offline. You've got a three-minute window before the backup grid restarts."

Inside the chamber, Deadpool was the first to speak.

"Oh hello, Secretary Stuffy-pants. We were just in the neighborhood."

Ross stood, half in shock, half in rage. "You This is a government black site! You're violating federal code"

"You're violating the Geneva Convention," Ned said through the overhead speaker.

Ross whipped around. "Who's that?"

Daredevil stepped forward. "That's the Chair. You should listen."

Ned uploaded the data packet. One of the consoles flared to life, showing evidence: documents, signed transfers, photos of experimental testing.

"You tortured unregistered metahumans. You greenlit cryo-prisons for teenagers," Ned said. "I hacked your backups. Tony has the rest. You're done."

Ross paled.

Deadpool mock-gasped. "And they said Netflix's Daredevil had the best monologues."

 

Later – Extraction Point, 6:12 AM

Ross, now cuffed and stunned, was loaded into the transport for the Island. His protests had long since faded into pathetic mutterings. Ned sat quietly, exhausted but resolute.

Daredevil offered a nod of respect. "You did good."

Deadpool gave him a fist bump. "You sure you're not a mutant? 'Cause that brain's a goddamn weapon."

Ned finally smiled. "Just the guy in the chair."

The jet banked upward toward dawn.

Somewhere back in Queens, a school bell rang.

Ned wouldn't be in homeroom.

But he had saved lives.

And Team Red? Was just getting started.

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