The detective looked down at the wound with wide eyes as he tried his best to remain calm, the blood splotch growing with each passing minute. “That doesn’t look like a flesh wound.” He murmured, rushing to Bethany’s side and put pressure on the wound. “We’ll get you some help, okay?”
More Deadpool getting stabbed a whole lot. It’s a specialty of mine ;) If anyone’s looking to get on my sketch list for NYCC, I’m starting a pre-con reservation list. Contact me through my website here. I’m going to limit the list to 15 entries for now, just so that I don’t overwhelm myself, so get while the gettin’s good!