Solved Murders - True Crime Stories - The Deadpool Killer The Dark Rise and Fall of Wade Wilson, Florida’s Charming Monster PART2 #2

Episode Date: January 25, 2026

#horrorstories #reddithorrorstories #ScaryStories #creepypasta #horrortales #TheDeadpoolKiller #WadeWilson #TrueCrimeHorror #FloridaNightmare #PsychoticMind “The Deadpool Killer: The Dark Rise and Fall of Wade Wilson – Part 2” continues the disturbing journey of Florida’s most deceptive monster. As Wade’s charm and wit deepen his manipulation, his obsession with violence grows uncontrollable. Victims begin disappearing, and behind his mask of humor lies a calculating predator who believes he’s living out a movie script. The line between fantasy and reality blurs, revealing the full horror of a man who transformed into his own twisted version of Deadpool — ruthless, unpredictable, and unstoppable. horrorstories, reddithorrorstories, scarystories, horrorstory, creepypasta, horrortales, TheDeadpoolKiller, WadeWilson, FloridaCrime, TrueCrimeStory, SerialKiller, CreepyMind, RealHorror, MurderFiles, PsychologicalThriller, DisturbingReality, DarkObsession, KillerChronicles, TrueCrimeTales, RealLifeTerror

Follow the adventures of Sir Duncan the Toll and his unlikely squire, Egg, as they travel across the realm, battling to make a name for themselves. In the exciting new Game of Thrones series and Night of the Seven Kingdoms on Now, starring Peter Claffey and Dexter Saul Ansel and based on the novellas by George Or Orr Martin.

Stream it weekly. Enjoy this and more for only $4.99 a month for six months with now. 18 plus new Now Entertainment, cinema and boost customers only six month minimum term. Standard pricing after six months. Further terms apply. Charm of Wade Wilson, Part 2. That night, the kind that starts like any other and ends up marking history, two friends decided to unwind a little. One of them was named Christine Melton, the other, Stephanie. They went out to a local bar in Florida, just to enjoy some live music

and good company. It was October 6, 2019, humid air, neon lights, laughter in the distance, and the kind of weekend vibe that makes people forget the world outside for a few hours. Christine was born on May 31st, 1984, right there in Florida. She made a living as a waitress, but everyone who knew her would say she was so much more than that. Christine was the glue of her circle, the kind of person who kept her family close and her friendships alive no matter how crazy life got. She had a beautiful face, sure, but that wasn't what people remembered about. her. What stood out most was her personality, strong, loyal, funny, and fiercely protective of the people

she loved. Friends said she had a wicked sense of humor, that dark, sarcastic kind of wit that could make you laugh in the middle of a crisis. She was adventurous too, someone who couldn't sit still for long. If there was a mountain to climb, a beach to explore, or a road trip waiting to happen, Christine was always the first to say, let's go. Her nieces and nephews adored her, she was the cool aunt, the one who gave them candy before dinner and told them wild stories about her travels. That night at the bar, while she and Stephanie were chatting, Christine noticed a guy staring at her from across the room. He wasn't just looking, he was studying her. The way his eyes followed her every move made her pulse quicken.

It was the kind of look that makes a woman feel like the only person in the room, the kind of gaze that's both. flattering and unsettling. He was handsome, that much was obvious. Rough around the edges but magnetic in that dangerous way. Their eyes met, and it was like sparks in slow motion. Something in him drew her in, though she couldn't have known that she was staring into the eyes of a man whose name would soon be whispered across Florida with horror, Wade Wilson. As the night went on, Stephanie eventually decided to head home. Before leaving, she gave her friend a hug and said, Text me when you get home, okay?

Christine promised she would. But she never did. Hours passed. The next morning came, and no one, not her friends, not her family, had heard from her. Calls went unanswered. Messages remained unread.

A heavy silence settled in, the kind that feels wrong, like the air itself knows something bad has happened. Meanwhile, around the same time that Sunday morning, another woman named Diane Ruiz was starting her day, completely unaware that her path was about to cross the same dark fate. Diane was born on September 17, 1976, also in Florida. She was a hardworking mother of two, engaged to a man named Scott Hannan. Every morning, Scott left for work early, and Diane's co-worker usually stopped by to give her a ride

to the restaurant where she worked as a waitress. But that day, her coworker couldn't make it. So Diane decided to drive herself. She never made it. Somewhere along her route, she vanished. No calls. No messages. No goodbyes. Just gone. Her loved one started to panic when she didn't show up or answer her phone. Within hours, Diane Ruiz. was officially listed as missing. At the same time, Christine's family, terrified by her silence, contacted the authorities. By Monday, police officers arrived at her home for a welfare check. They knocked several times. No answer. Something felt wrong. They forced their way inside. What they found was the kind of sight that no one forgets.

Christine's body lay motionless. She was only 35 years old. She had been tied up, showing signs of a violent struggle, broken nails, bruises covering her arms and torso, marks around her neck. There were both internal and external injuries. It was chaos frozen in time, the brutal evidence of a final fight for life. Her car was missing. detectives worked fast, connecting dots, searching for patterns. And as they began piecing things together, another report came in, Diane Ruiz hadn't returned.

Follow the adventures of Sir Duncan the Toll and his unlikely squire Egg as they travel across the realm, battling to make a name for themselves. In the exciting new Game of Thrones series, A Night of the Seven Kingdoms on Now, starring Peter Caffee and Dexter Saul Ansel and based on the novellas by George Or Orr, Martin. Stream it weekly. Enjoy this and more for only $499 a month for six months with Now. 18 plus new now entertainment cinema and boost customers only six month minimum term. Standard pricing after six months. Further terms apply. Turned home either. Two women gone within hours of each other, both from the same area. That was no coincidence. The police entered emergency mode.

They opened an active search for Diane, hoping she was still alive. but fate had other plans. While the investigation was underway, Wade Wilson showed up unexpectedly at Melissa Montaigne's house, the same woman he had previously assaulted months earlier. He was driving a car she didn't recognize. In fact, he had already taken her own vehicle days before without asking. So when he appeared again, she was furious. The argument that followed quickly turned into something dark.

They screamed at each other, insults, accusations, chaos. Then Wade's anger exploded. He lunged at her, struck her, and squeezed her neck with terrifying force. He tried to kill her. Melissa struggled, kicked, and fought back with every bit of strength she had left. By some miracle, she survived. She collapsed, gasping for air, as Wade fled the scene. He didn't even try to explain.

He just vanished. That same day, a sergeant from the Cape Coral Police Department was patrolling with another officer near an undeveloped stretch of land, a wild area thick with trees and brush. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a vulture circling overhead. That's never a good sign in Florida. Trusting his instincts, the sergeant pulled the car over and said, let's check. it out. The two officers walked through the brush, the air thick and still. Behind a line of trees near a local warehouse, they saw something. A Woman's Body It was badly decomposed, the scene silent except for the sound of flies. They secured the area

immediately and called in detectives. Investigators soon discovered tire tracks on the grass nearby, though the tall weeds made it impossible to lift any clear impressions. When the medical examiner arrived, the grim task of identifying the victim began. From the start, police suspected it might be Diane Ruiz. And they were right. The autopsy confirmed the unimaginable. Diane's body showed clear signs of a violent attack, bruised face, broken nose, fractured fingernails and nearly a dozen broken ribs. There were deep internal injuries and evidence of animal activity that had occurred after her death. Her left forearm and hand bore dark bruises, and her fourth finger was fractured.

Her hyoid bone and thyroid cartilage, both crucial for breathing, were partially broken, classic signs of strangulation. It was a brutal, merciless death. When the confirmation reached her family, they were shattered. Two children lost their mother. A fiancé lost his future wife. A family lost its light. The police, meanwhile, faced an enormous challenge, finding the person responsible for both murders. Early on, investigators suspected the same man had killed both women. The timing, the violence, the locations, it all lined up too perfectly.

Then came the break in the case. A neighbor's surveillance camera captured footage of a black car, matching the model registered to Christine Melton, driving through the area where Diane's body had been found. The link between the two crimes was undeniable. And the man who had last been seen with Christine that night at the bar. None other than Wade Wilson. While detectives were piecing everything together,

another strange event unfolded. Wade called his biological father, Stephen, sounding unusually calm but slightly agitated. He asked his dad to call a taxi for him because he needed to, get out of town. Stephen, confused, asked where to send the cab. Wade gave him an address, in Ohio. That alone was strange enough. But then, just before hanging up, Wade said something that made his father's blood run cold. In a shaky, excited voice, Wade confessed. He said he'd done something terrible.

At first, his father didn't believe him. Wade had always been a talker, a guy who could spin wild stories like a professional liar. Maybe it was another one of his exaggerations. But as Wade kept talking, his tone changed. He wasn't just... Duncan the Toll and his unlikely squire Egg as they travel across the realm battling to make a name for themselves. In the exciting new Game of Thrones series and Night of the Seven Kingdoms

on Now, starring Peter Caffee and Dexter Saul Ansel and based on the novellas by George Orr-Ohr-R-R-Martin. Stream it weekly. Enjoy this and more for only $499 a month for six months with now. 18 plus new Now Entertainment Cinema and Boost customers only six-month minimum term. Standard pricing

after six months. Further terms apply. Talking. He was serious. And he was describing two murders. Stephen froze. After a few seconds that felt like forever, he did what any parent would dread doing, he called the police. He told them everything. Even then, his heart broke. He begged the officers not to hurt his son when they found him.

Please don't go after him guns blazing, he said. He's sick. Just, arrest him safely. A few hours later, Cape Coral officers tracked the address Wade had given. When they arrived, they immediately spotted a black car parked outside. It was Christine Melton's vehicle. They approached cautiously, weapons drawn. Inside the property, they found something else, something unexpected.

Wade had been holding an elderly couple hostage. The pair, terrified but alive, were rescued safely as officers surrounded the home. Wade was arrested on the spot. He didn't resist. He didn't even seem surprised. At that moment, he wasn't the smooth, handsome charmer that women once swooned over online. He looked hollow, like all the darkness he'd carried had finally consumed him. The police charged him as a person of interest in the murders of both dying.

Anne Ruiz and Christine Melton. The investigation that followed revealed even more disturbing details, things too graphic to fully repeat. The brutality of his actions, the randomness of his rage, and the way he targeted women who had shown him kindness all painted the picture of a man completely detached from empathy or sanity. And yet, as the news spread, something shocking happened. Online, people began posting pictures of him, talking about

his looks, his mysterious eyes, his bad boy appeal. Some called him too attractive to kill. Others wrote things like, he just needs help, not prison. It was surreal, like people had forgotten two innocent women were dead. The same charm that once let him manipulate those around him now warped the public's perception. Wade Wilson had become a symbol of something deeply disturbing, society's obsession with the aesthetics of evil. Back in Florida, the families of Christine and Diane were left with nothing but grief and unanswered questions. Christine's friends kept saying she was the last person who deserved such a fate, that she was

too bright, too good-hearted. Diane's children couldn't understand how their mom was there one day and gone the next. For investigators, though, the goal was clear, build the case, find justice. and make sure Wade Wilson never hurt anyone again. The evidence piled up. DNA, witness statements, security footage, everything pointed straight to him. Each piece of proof was another nail in the coffin of his freedom. When the media finally released his mugshot, it spread like wildfire.

There he was, tattooed face, cold eyes, smirked just barely curling his lips. That image went viral. within hours. To some, it was the face of evil. To others, disturbingly, it was sexy. Reporters flooded the courthouse during his hearings. Prosecutors laid out the timeline, from the night at the bar to the assault on Melissa, to the murders of Christine and Diane. The brutality was undeniable. Behind bars, Wade wasn't charming anymore. He was a shadow of the man he pretended to be, caught between arrogance and despair. The sad truth is, both Christine and Diane crossed paths with a man whose charisma was a mask for

cruelty. Their stories remind us that evil doesn't always come in a monstrous form. Sometimes, it smiles, flirts, and asks for your number. Sometimes it looks like the guy sitting at the bar, buying you a drink. That's the horror of Wade Wilson's case, not just what he did, but how easily he blended in before doing it. And while Florida moved on to new headlines, the people who loved Christine and Diane never got their happy ending. Their names live on in the whispers of true crime podcasts, in late-night documentaries, and in the hearts of those who can't forget what was taken from them.

Because at the end of the day, behind the mystery, the tattoos, and the viral fame, there's only one truth, two innocent women lost their lives. to a man who mistook desire for domination and love for control. And that's something no amount of charm could ever erase. To be continued.