ran away and found a new home

2008 March 6

It's been 3 days since I ran away from home after the fight I had with Uncle Ben. I hate that it happens, but he won't tell me what happens to mom and dad and keeps telling me that knowing won't help me. When I shoved him, I was so angry and upset. After that, Peter and Aunt May yelled at me, so I left and ran away. Now I am running away from the cops just because I fell on their car while jumping over a wall.

I'm running down the street when I enter an alley, thinking I'll be able to escape when another cop car pulls up.The officers get out and yell, "Freeze!" I have no choice but to stop, put my hands in the air, and surrender. They put me in the car and took me to the police station, where they started asking me questions.

"What's your name and address, kid?" officer 1 asked angrily.

They've been asking me for an hour already, but I won't tell them a thing; I have a sarcastic grin on my face to piss them off.

"Yes, thank you," officer 2 said and hung up the phone, then turned to officer 1.

"OK, no need to question him any longer; he's been reported missing; his name is Julian Parker, and he's been missing for three days," officer 2 said.

That made me stop grinning and say, "Fuck."

"No swearing, you brat; who do we call so we can get this guy out of here?" asked officer 1.

"They've already called his uncle; he's on his way with a social worker," officer 2 said.

"Why the hell did they call them? I was only gone three days." I asked

"I don't know, kid, maybe they're tired of your crap," said officer 1.

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An hour later, I'm in a room with Uncle Ben and the social worker as they tell me my options.

"One, you can go back to your uncle's house and live with them to shape up; or two, because of your behavior, they'll put you in foster care, and you'll learn to appreciate what you had," the social worker explained.

"Really, we fight, and I've only been gone for three days, and now this," I angrily shout at Uncle Ben.

"It's more than that, Julian." This has been going on for 2 years now, with you skipping school and running away. It's too much to handle with me and May working and Peter not telling us what you're up to. It was hard to deal with you, but now you're causing Peter to misbehave and lie to us. "We love you, but things need to change." Uncle Ben was trying to be as gentle as possible.

"Then tell me what happened to my parents and stop lying about it," I yell at him, pissed that this is happening.

"You know what! I'm done with this, miss. "I want to go to foster care," I tell the social worker.

"Julian, we can-" Uncle Ben tries to tell me, but I cut him off and tell him.

"No, either you tell me or I'm gone," I say harshly.

"I can't, Julian. "I'm sorry," said Uncle Ben sadly.

"Then leave," I tell him.

With that, he leaves sadly, and I start talking to the social worker about what will happen now.

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It's been a week or two since I moved into the foster home; the couple that took me in is okay. They're taking care of two other kids younger than me; I'll start at a new school on Monday. I'll be finishing junior high there; I'm stuck inside the house and yard till school starts. They don't trust me yet, but I won't make things worse for them. I'm mad at Uncle Ben, not them. I miss my brother and aunt May, but I'm not going back till Ben tells me the truth.

Now I'm just hanging out in their backyard, climbing their tall tree and stone fence, jumping out, and climbing them. Just then, the door over at the neighbor's door opens, and a girl comes out with a garbage bag. As she's walking to the garbage cans, the bag she's carrying splits open.

"Crap!" she yells as she is trying to pick it all up.

I start laughing a little, seeing what happened; she looks over and glares at me.

"That's why you check the bag first," I tell her as I jump on top of the wall.

"Ya, I know I was just upset and wasn't thinking," she said as she saw me.

"I'm Julian. It's nice to meet you. "I just moved in next door," I explain.

"Hi, I'm Gwen, and I live here; well, dua, you just saw me come out of there." She rambles on and on, embarrassed. I started laughing at that.

"What?" she asked heatedly.

"Nothing, you're just rambling on like my brother when he's nervous," I say.

We talk for a little while to get to know each other. We're going to the same junior high and are both going to Park Slope High School next year. We discussed the activities in which we both enjoy participating: I enjoy parkour and sneaking around.She likes investigating and biochemistry. I told her about my brother Peter and how we were twins, and he's into engineering and chemistry. I told her about my aunt and uncle and why I was in foster care. She told me about his dad and what he does, and that he would love me.

"Ya, I'm good." "I've had my experience with the police," I tell her.

"Hey Gwen, nice to see you, Julian, it's dinner time." My foster parent yells out the door.

"Hello, ma'am," Gwen replies

"Well, see you at school on Monday, Gwen. "It was nice talking to you," I tell her.

"You too, Julian; I had fun; see you later," Gwen tells me before going inside.

I go in and have a meal with my foster family, then return to my room and think it won't be that bad here.

Summer and the start of school

The first day of summer in 2008 was June 7th.

"Man, it feels so nice to relax—no more stupid homework, no more teachers telling me what to do," I say so happily.

Jr. High finished yesterday, so me and Gwen are relaxing at the park. We have become good friends since I moved here. She is very smart and helps me with my school work. She is shy and a loner, so I'm her only friend at school. With me, the kids who bullied her stopped. I met her terrifying father, who thanked me for looking out for her and being her friend. We also discussed how if I hurt her, he will hurt me.

With school finished, I'll be staying with my foster family for the entire summer. I've refused to see my family after everything that happened. I miss them, but I feel like I've been betrayed by Uncle Ben. I've wanted to know for 8 years, but nothing has happened.First, Aunt May told me she couldn't say, and then there was their Peter, who is too shy and awkward, while he also wants to know he wasn't able to be harsh to Uncle Ben and Aunt May, who have taken care of us and who became our parents.

Gwen will be going to Paris for most of the summer, coming back two weeks before high school. She's been telling me everything she is going to do there. She will stay with relatives, mostly because her father could only stay there for the first week and then return.

"It isn't that hard if you do it when you get it, not at the last minute," Gwen tells me.

"How can I do everything if they keep adding to it every day?" "Teachers are horrible homework monsters," I tell her as I wave my hands.

She laughs at that and gets up.

"All right, let's go home." "I need to pack for Paris," she says, motioning for me to follow.

We head over to her house and pack up her stuff. Before I left, we ran into her dad, who had brought so much pizza home for dinner and invited me to stay for a slice. Gwen would be leaving in the morning, so I stayed over till 8 and headed home. In the morning, I said goodbye to Gwen, seeing her off.

"Now, what am I going to do now?" I question myself as Gwen and her dad drive off.

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3 September 2008

Tomorrow Gwen is coming back, and I've been excited for the past two months. I've been going to areas to run and jump around. I've been practicing sneaking around the house at night and pulling some pranks on my foster brothers, and they can't blame me because they can't catch me. I talked to Mr. Stacy about his police skills and tactics and learned cool and bad things like areas to avoid, where the mobster's territory is, and how to read the signs when you enter their territory. He told me what to do if I see a crime, what to do if I get chased, what to do to survive if I get hurt or need to hide, and where to go if I'm in trouble.

-------Next day----------

At noon, I'm sitting outside, waiting for Gwen to get back. Mr. Stacy went to John F. Kennedy International Airport to pick her up. 20 minutes later, I see a police car show up and park, and Gwen and Mr. Stacy get out.

" Julian! How are you? "You won't believe the things in Paris!" Gwen yells out as she rushes at me.

She hugs me and tells me about the places she went. She told me about all the old buildings and the Eiffel Tower she went to. the shoes she got and how much fun the whole thing was.

"I'm glad you had fun," I tell her, glad to see her.

"Dad told me he taught you some stuff; I was so mad because he always tells me it's too dangerous, and he doesn't want me to follow him," Gwen complained over and over again.

"Hey, don't worry, he'll teach you," I say, trying to cheer her up.

"No, he won't." "He's afraid of losing me," she tells me.

"Yea, but he let you stay in Paris on your own, so he trusts you," I explain.

We talk about what she did in Paris—she went to the Louvre. She told me she went into the catacombs and saw how creepy all the bones were. She tried escargot and almost puked, but the deserts there were amazing. She told me how her relatives wouldn't let her go out at night there. She asked why they said she would know when she was older.

"Okay, let's go unpack and get ready for school soon," Gwen tells me excitedly.

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September 16, 2008, the day before the start of high school.

Tomorrow is my first day at Park Slope High School, where I'll spend the next four years doing homework and getting yelled at by teachers.Gwen is happy to learn there, but I want to be out and about, free to do what I want. Hopefully, I'll get some cool teachers, and the gym will be fun to work out in.

------next day----------

Because I slept in, Gwen and I are able to get to school.Just as we get there, the bell rings, and we hurry to class. On the way there, I run into an old friend from Forest Hill, Eddie Brock, who is a senior this year.

"Eddie, the hell, this is where you went after that shit you pulled thinking you'd still be in juvie," I say to him as he walks away.He turns around.

"Julian, you little bastard, what are you doing here?" "And I got out on good behavior, and you helped me on some of those," Eddie says angrily.

"I only goaded you into doing some small things." "You're the one who took it too far and got caught," I said to him.

Just then, the final bell rang, meaning we were both late for class.

"Damn, see you later; meet me after school, and we'll fight later," I yell out, running to class.

Explosion at the Lab

2008 November 26

Tomorrow we're going to Oscorp for a field trip with other schools in the area, thanks to Gwen getting top scores in the tests they sent to schools. Knowing that my brother is just as smart as her, I know he will be there. I worried about meeting him after 6 months. Everything that happened must have affected him too.

In other news, since school has started, I've mostly hung out with Gwen. She's made it, so it's possible to pass my classes and not skip every bullshit assignment that I get. She has gotten me to learn a little biochemistry, so I taught her a little policing that her father taught me. Other than her, I hung out with Eddie for a bit; he's gotten more under control and is focused on learning and getting into college. I asked him why, but he won't tell me a thing.

Other than hanging with them, I've gone out and hiked across the area and ended up falling hard and breaking a few ribs, three fingers, and two toes, and bruising all over my body. I had a hell of a time sneaking around my foster family. Gwen wanted me to get help, but I would get in trouble. So tomorrow, it's going to stink to be walking up and down Oscorp Tower.

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At 8 am, we had to get to school, get on the bus, and head into Manhattan for the field trip. It took the bus an hour to get to Oscorb Tower and reach the other buses. We get out and shuffle into the lobby, and there I see my brother. He looks scrawnier than the last time I saw him. He was with his pal Harry Osborn and a redhead girl.Just as I was going to say something, I see Flash Thomson about to pick on him.

I walk over and "accidentally" knock him over. I tell him, "Oh flash, I'm so sorry I didn't see you there. You should be more careful next time."

As I made a big scene, my brother finally saw me along with his friends. Flash got up and was going to yell, but he saw my face and stammered.

"Julian, what are you doing here?" Flash finally said

"Oh, you know, I was in the neighborhood and decided to look around, and then I saw a jackass picking on my brother," I tell him sarcastically.

"Hey, Petey, how you doing? It's been a while," I say to my brother."You're looking a little pale."

Peter looked at me with anger and happiness, but most of all frustration; I could see that he wanted to say something but was hesitating. I turned to Harry and the redhead.

"Hey Harry, how have you been, and who are you?" I ask them.

"It's been good, and things have been slow without you making trouble," Herry jokingly tells me.

"Oh, I'm Mary Jane Watson, your Peters' brother?" "I'm Aunt Anna's niece; I moved here a little after you left," she tells me.

As I'm talking to them, Gwen heads over and introduces herself to everyone and talks to Peter. They immediately begin talking in nerdy terms.Flash runs off to his friends Liz Allen and Kong, with Liz ranting that Flash should have stood up to me. We're talking when the teacher tells us we're going to start soon, so I head over to Peter to talk.

"Hey Gwen, can you give Petey and me a few minutes to talk?" I ask her.

"Oh, yeah, it's great to finally meet you, Peter, you're exactly like Julian described."You see you later," she says as she walks away.

I turned to Peter and motioned him over to a quiet corner to talk. The walk over there was super awkward, like, what do I say to him after avoiding them all this time?

"I'm sorry that I left you alone and haven't talked with you the whole time I've been gone," I tell him.

He looks at me, not knowing what to say.

Finally, "I know you left because you were pissed, but you didn't need to stay away; you could have called." Aunt May and I forgive you for what happened, but not for what you said to Uncle Ben.not trusting him after taking us in and raising us when we had no one. This has only hurt all of us. "All I'm asking is that you call home and talk with him," Peter told me as he started to walk to his class.

"I will, Petey. I know I was an ass about it; I'll call home after school," I said to him as I headed to my class.

Five minutes later, we started the tour; each class will visit different labs. First, we visited their practical research lab. They boasted that they were getting close to beating the stark industry in weapon-making. But when they tried showing us one prototype, it got fried and broke, embarrassing them.

We then went to their clean energy lab, where we saw the head scientist, Dr. Octavius; he explained what he was doing, but Peter's class won't get to see it, do you think?We did get to see the robotic limbs that he controls with his mind. Next, we headed up to the next floor to see Gwen's superior nerds, who specialize in biochemistry and bioengineering. The head scientist, Dr. Miles Warren, On the way up, Gwen knocked into a janitor named Maxwell Dillon; she told him she was sorry, and we headed up to the lab.

When we got to the lab, they showed us some experiments, one of which involved these genetically altered spiders. They're supposed to be 15, but when we told them one was missing, they freaked out and had people check around to find it. Dr. Miles Warren pulled an alarm, and that's when a big explosion rocked the building from below, damaging the floor and throwing us around.

When I got up, I saw that everyone was running for the stairs. So I started running there, and when Gwen was about to be crushed by falling debris, I pushed her out of the way and jumped back, saving her and getting out of the way. Gwen called out to see if I was alive. I yelled back for her to get out and not worry about me.

As I was trying to find another way out, a second explosion happened and knocked me into the spider experiment that was automatically locking down to save the experiment and data. I got trapped in the container with everything, bleeding and losing consciousness.

Aftermath and Awakening

Just as I was about to lose consciousness, I felt three little pricks on my neck, chest, and calf. Seconds later, white-hot pain scorched through my body, and I passed out.

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A reporter from the Daily Bugle just arrived at Oscorp. The explosion that happened could be seen from the outside. There were two huge scars on the building from the fires and smoke that went up into the air. Cops, firefighters, and paramedics were running around. The reporter snaps at the cameraman to get ready.

"This is the daily bugle from the scene of the explosion at Oscorp Tower. "It's been 17 minutes since it happened, and people are fleeing in droves, and firefighters are rushing into Oscorp to put out the fire," the reporter begins to describe the situation on the ground.

While he was talking, the first of the students got out of the building and ran for safety. The reporter ran to one of the students and asked what they were doing there.

"We were on a field trip with a couple of other schools, man, but then," the student rants on.

A few minutes later, the students of Midtown High School got out, with some firefighters carrying a few of the students out. One of them was Peter, who was bleeding from his head (but no one noticed the bite on his hand). Next came the scientist, followed by some firefighters dragging a man out who had metal arms connected to him. Then came Peter's teacher, Curt Corners, holding what appeared to be his crushed arm, and then the janitor Maxwell got pulled.

Finally, Gwen Stacy got out and started to call out for Julian when she found Harry and Mary Jane.

"Are you okay?" "Where's Peter, and have you seen Julian?" she questioned them.

"No, we haven't seen Julian; Peter got hurt; he got knocked out. "We were right there when it happened; Peter protected Harry and me when that alarm went off. She said it hurriedly, trying not to freak out.

"It was that alarm's fault." "It distracted the science guy, which caused the explosion," Harry explains.

As they were talking, the reporter overheard them and ran over to ask them what happened. Then he walked over to the cameraman and started up again, telling everyone what happened. stating that the one at fault is Dr. Miles Warren, who pulled an alarm to search for a lost experiment that caused Dr. Otto Octavius to get distracted while doing a live experiment for the students. The result was the first explosion, with no news on the second.

As the hours go by, the fire is put out and the people are evacuated. Then bodies started coming out; most of them were people who work there, but then they came out with a student's burned body. Gwen was crying, hoping it was not Julian. Her father got there and was holding her; he went over to see who it was. He told her it wasn't him because the body was too short.

The days following the incident

A few things happened since the incident at Oscorb Tower: first, they found most of the missing people, and the building was shut down. Oscorp's stock dropped 10% and continued to fall, forcing the company to claim that it was an accident.Dr. Miles Warren, the one who caused it, was fired, and everyone and their families were generously compensated.17 bodies were found—16 staff working for Oscorb and 1 student, with another student still missing.

The day after that, the number of people hurt was found out: 263 people got hurt that day, and 240 staff had a variety of wounds. 15 students were injured, with three requiring hospitalization and seven suffering minor injuries; the rest suffered minor cuts and wounds; and there were eight people on the ground who were struck by falling debris.

The second thing that happened was that they discovered that the second explosion was caused by debris from the first explosion falling and hitting the controls of an experimental energy generator.The second explosion could have been worse if janitor Maxwell Dillon had not used his body to prevent it from destroying more than one floor.by stopping the generator from connecting to its third rotation circle, which would have made the explosion five times bigger, making him a hero.

A week later, Oscorp closed down the floors affected by the explosion and reopened, making their situation a little better. One month later, Oscorp pays out to those affected, costing them 100 million dollars but making people forget what happened. Three months later, the board members of Oscorp kicked Norman Osborn out of the company.

Uncle Ben gets shot and dies in Peter's arms. Soon after, rumors spread of something helping and saving people around Queens and parts of Brooklyn.

-----month later-------

I start opening my eyes, wondering where I am. When I start moving, I find that I'm enclosed in something stretchy covering my whole body and that I'm naked. I start pressing on the wall, and it splits open, and my upper body falls out of it. I see a bunch of broken glass on the ground and dead spiders in some glass cylinders on the wall of what appears to be a small area with all the things I saw in the lab. When I look at what I was in, it looks like a big cocoon. Then I start to notice how good I feel—like the best I've ever felt.

I move the broken glass, and I get my whole body out of the cocoon. I have to crouch as the space isn't that tall. I search the space I'm in, and I pick up a beaker, and it breaks with the little force I used to pick it up with. I'm shocked. Then I picked up a shard of glass and pinched it between my fingers, and it shattered. When I look at my fingers, they're fine.

"What the fuck?" I say out loud.

When I spoke, something turned on in the space I'm in. I start hearing someone talk about his experiments and how he experimented with radiation and spiders' DNA to make super soldiers for Oscorp and the military.

I find the laptop that's explaining things, and with my pinky finger, I open the laptop all the way. I see the one talking is Dr. Miles Warren. He starts explaining the effects the spiders will give people. like super strength, which I notice I have, and other superhuman abilities. He explains why Oscorp needs to keep spending their money on his research and tells them to thank you for their time. When the video ends, I notice that the video was never sent.

I start looking for a way out of the hidden compartment I'm in and find the wall that opens to the lab, but there's no way to open it on the side I'm in, so I punch the wall and leave a fist mark on it, so I keep punching till I break a way out; it didn't even hurt my fists. When I get out, I see the once-white lab is scorched black due to the fires.

I start to experiment with my body. I jump up and shoot up to the roof really fast, smash my head into the roof, and fall back down to the ground. When I get up, I feel a bunch of stuff sticking to my body. I try to get the papers and bits off, but they stick to my hands when I try to move my feet, and when I try to take a step, pieces of the floor go with it. I realized this was a new power, so I relaxed, and everything fell off.

When I start flexing my hands, something starts coming out of my wrists. When I look, it's like the webbing that was covering me. I see that on my wrist there is a different patch of skin, and when I move it, I see a hole where the webbing comes out. I find out I have to pull my ring and middle finger to my palm, and then it shoots out.

"This is so freaking weird but so freaking cool; what else can I do?" I say, then I look at the hidden compartment.

I go back to the hidden space and start pulling everything out and reading everything. Every time I pick something up, I have to relax and use the least amount of strength. It takes a bit to learn how to control myself. I pulled out a bunch of stuff, like three laptops, stacks of papers, test tubes, and other science stuff. When I get over to the spiders, I see they're all dead—not a single one is alive. I look at my cocoon and see three spiders at the bottom. I pick them up, bring them over with my cocoon to the laptop, and start looking at which ones I got bitten by.

As I'm looking, I see the date is May 1, 2009. I've been asleep for five months. When I look up the explosion that happens, I find out. Then I looked up the list of dead people. I don't find anyone I know, but I do see that I'm on the list. When I try to find out about Peter, I find that he did get hurt. There was a link to a newspaper article. It showed a picture of Peter with a dead Uncle Ben in his arms when I clicked. I backed up and just started crying, and then I ran over to the other side of the room. I started breaking everything I could.

"why! Why did this happen to him? the greatest man!" I yelled out, then went over and sat down to think.

I'll never get to say sorry to him and ask him to forgive me for being a bastard and hurting him. What about Peter and Aunt May? They experienced both of our deaths so close together. I need to find them and let them know I'm alive.

I get up and am prepared to leave then, I think. Wait, I'm in the middle of Oscorp naked, and there's no way to leave quietly. If I do, then they'll know I've been in this lab since the explosion. How could I explain that? Then there's the fact I now have a superpower, and going back to Peter and Aunt May could get them hurt. I have to be smart about this. Then I look at all the research notes and experiments.

So I closed the hole I made in the wall, hiding the hidden space to look at the materials I need to take. But I'm naked and have nothing to hold it with, so I start thinking about how to do it and get out.

spying on my family

May 1, 2009

As I'm thinking about how to get everything out, I realize I can use my cocoon to put everything in it, and I can use my webbing to hold it together. But how will I get to the ground? I'm over 15 floors up. I go over to the windows covered in plastic sheets, rip one open, and look out at the city.

Okay, first, I need to practice with my webbing, so start practicing shooting it out of my wrist. It shoots in a straight line and hits a wall, spreading out in a spider's web shape. If I shoot it out in a short burst, it becomes a bullet and leaves a dent in the wall. If I shoot a web line, I can grasp it and pull whatever I catch to me. If it's a stationary object, I can swing myself. When I shoot it into my hands, I can mold it into things I need. So I use the web to make some shorts and a mask to cover my face.

Next, I started to test the strength of sticking to walls. I walked up and down the walls, chilling, and noticed that no matter which way I faced, I didn't get confused about where I was or where I was going. I find that my hands and feet are the strongest, while the rest of my body can only hold so much weight. With my hands and feet, if I stick to something unless I release it, it will not unstick.

Okay, with those tested out now, I needed directions to the house, so go over to the laptop and use it. I decided I'd go to the Queensboro Bridge to get to Queens and run the rest of the way there.

I start packing everything into the cocoon and web it shut. I make a web line to tie it to my back and make it stick to me. Then I go over to the edge of the window, look out to see where I'm going to start, and take a leap out the window. The next thing I know, I raised my arms and shot out a web line, and I started to swing at the height of it. I let go.

It was very awkward to swing from building to building, so I stopped on the side of Trump Tower to rest for a second. Crouched on the side of the building, I noticed how my body didn't really respond well to web-swinging. For some reason, I knew I wasn't supposed to do it this way, so I started thinking. Then I realized that one of the spiders that bit me was a jumping spider. So I get ready and jump to the building next to me. I fly through the window I'm in and latch on to the next building.

Taking deep breaths, I climb to the roof, run, and jump to the next roof across the street. Falling and rolling to a stop, I look back and see I jumped over 300 feet to get here. I start laughing, getting ready for my next jump. I continue walking until I reach the roof of the daily bugle and look for a store.I see a T.J. Maxx store and start leaping over to it.

Now I'm not proud of breaking into the store, but I needed clothes and couldn't go home naked. I quickly found some underwear to put on. I change into a black shirt, hoodie, and jeans.I go over to the shoes and find a pair of black boots. that when I see that I've grown a lot since last time. I used to be 5'3", now I'm 6'4", and my shoe size went from 10 1/2 to 13 1/2. When I put on the boots, I tested them and realized I couldn't stick to the floor, so I went shoeless for now. I'll see what I can do later. I also take a watch and see it's 3:47 a.m.

I go over to the cash register and leave an IOU. While there, I take some snacks because I'm hungry. I go out, pick up my stuff, and make my way across the bridge to get to Queens. Running and jumping to the house took me two hours. I was about to open the front door when I noticed something swinging to the house and entering through the second story window.

"What the hell, that's freaking Peter's room's window," I tell myself.

I sneaked over and climbed up to peek inside, and there was my brother in some red and blue spandex suit with a web pattern on it. I quickly drop down before he notices me and run over to Forest Park to hide and think.

"What the fuck! What has Peter been doing? "How did this happen?" I ask myself different questions.

As I was questioning what to do now, the sun rose, and I had nowhere to go, so I claimed the tops of some trees and made an area to stay for now. I need to know what's going on with my family.

So for the next few days, I spied on my family. Aunt May is the same old Aunt May. She looks tired but puts on a smile for Peter whenever she sees him. Making sure he was doing okay, they used the money they got from the whole Oscorp incident to pay the bills. She opened up her own bakery in Long Island City and ran it while Peter was in school. So I'm happy to see she's still strong and moving forward. Peter was going to school and hanging with his friends. I found out that Qwen transferred to Midtown High and joined their little gang. Flash and Liz, with their friends, don't pick on Peter that much anymore. From what I heard, they stopped because of what happened at Oscorp. Peter had also saved Liz, so she couldn't really pick on him and started talking more to him.

Peter was also out every day fighting crime in the areas where he patrols.I looked through the laptop I have and found that the spider that caused everything bit him. Now he's fighting crime and helping people. One night, I was following him. He just stopped this guy from killing himself by talking to him and listening to him. I found out why he's doing this too, and it's an old saying that Uncle Ben has told us a lot over the years. "With Great Power Comes Great Responsibility," and I realized that I could become someone like Peter, a hero.

But I recognize that I can't be him. I need to find my own way. I see how it's affected Peter and those around him; he unknowingly hurts those close to him. He's so smart, he made web-shooters that do the same as my own organic webbing. He's also more adaptable than I am, so his web-swinging is more fluid.My movement is more rigid. I can't be like that with him already having powers. If I came out and returned from the dead, my family would be put on the radar all of a sudden.

That could expose Peter and put those close to him and Aunt May in danger. Maybe it wouldn't, since Tony Stark just returned from the dead and everyone is focused on him. But knowing that returning could hurt my family even more than it already had, I decided to stay hidden and only help them when needed. I would be like one of the spiders I got bitten by—I would become a recluse.

Training and shocking news

June 5, 2009

It's been a month since I started living in the city. I've been learning the territory, and what I found out shocked me. After taking down some small gangs and interrogating them, I found out there are four crime bosses that control crime. The area I'm living in is controlled by Silvio Manfredi, or his alias, Silvermane. He's the oldest crime boss of the four. Most of the gangs I took out are his.

The next one is Hammerhead; he controlled most of lower Manhattan and is based in Little Italy. a mobster with a metal-plated skull. I've run into a few of his guys. They mostly dealt with property protection and acted like the mafia. Next is Tombstone, who died; his territory is run by one of his lieutenants, but everyone knows he just faked his death and stepped back as he was getting too much heat from the police. When the thugs I beat told me about his appearance, I thought he was lying. A big albino man runs a crime family.

The last and biggest one is the kingpin, who runs half of all the territory. No one I've seen knows his real name. Still, he's the one no one wants to mess with, as not only will you disappear, but your whole family will as well. He also works with the Russian mafia, as well as Japanese and Chinese organizations that smuggle drugs and other contraband into Manhattan.It was through some of their guys that I learned about Melvin Potter. I went to him since he could make me a costume. He was a simple guy, so it was easy to trick him into making me one.

My costume would be ready by November 25, and I made sure he would make sure that the gloves and boots would be thin enough so they could still stick to walls. I also asked for a mask that covered my head. When I saw his designs, I was amazed, but I asked for the blue flames to be blue lightning.

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Next week, I looked for a place to train and found an abandoned warehouse with plenty of space to practice in. I have gotten the hang of my venom blast, so I can now use it when punching my enemies. I can set the output to low, medium, or high. It works like a taser on low; on medium, it can hold long enough to stay. I'm using my web bullets to knock people out. At a high level, that's where it can really hurt someone, so I have to be careful. I've used it to fry some servers that held stolen identities, and I saved someone who had a heart attack at Central Park by restarting his heart.

Two months later, I'm heading to the lower east side to put an end to a gang war that I started.I took down a store that was a front for illegal drug manufacturing. Well, some of Hammerhead's guys thought it was the Russians who did it, so they blew up a stash house that belongs to them to start this. As I get there, I see them shooting at each other. So I sneak up behind the Russians and dive down to them.It'll be a quick workout with the five of them here and the four across the street.

"Hello, there. Could I ask you to keep it down?" "I could really use some sleep," I ask them.

"кто т, ерт воми?, уит тоо улдка," he exclaimed to his pal.Who the hell are you? (Kill this bastard.)

"Sorry, I couldn't understand that, but it looks like I'm not wanted here," I tell them as I jump over their heads and kick one of them into a parked car.

"ристрели ео," they yell at each other. (shoot him)

So I jumped at them, punched them, dodged two bullets, moved under a kick, tripped the thug, punched him, and then threw him at the two who were shooting at me. As I'm taking them down, I suddenly get hit with something from above me. When I look at it, I see that it's an arrow. I look up, and I see some freaking ninjas.

"What the hell, why are ninjas here?" I yell out, confused.

The Hammerhead guys see the ninjas and book it; they yell out, "Shit, it's the ninjas!" and run away. As they are running away, they get shot from the shadows and die. When it happens to them, the Russians act smug.And I get surrounded by a dozen of them, and when one walks up to me,

"We're here with an offer; our leader has heard of someone hunting down thugs." "We're here to offer you a place where you can be greater," he said in a very Chinese accent.

"Oh, a place where I become a greater killer; sorry, I'm all about bagging and tagging, not the whole murder thing," I tell them.

"Su t ba," he said as they drew their swords (as it should be).

We start fighting, and I get two good hits, knocking them out. Then I get cut on my back, and my legs knock me down. As they try to take off my head, I roll to the side and decide to get serious. I shoot out a web line at the nearby car door, rip it off, and swing it around me, hitting them back. I try to hit them again, but they're more skilled than me. So I jump up and start shooting web bullets at them, knocking more of them down. Then I wrap them up and move onto the others.

By the time I beat them all, I had cut across my body, and the guy that talked to me got a good stab into my liver. He thought I would die after everything they did. Still, when I pulled out the sword, the bleeding stopped almost immediately. After I was done tying them up, I gathered up their weapon to take with me, then I went over to the shot-up car and ripped out the gas tank, poured it over my blood on the ground, and lit it up.

I can't have my blood out there; with what I've seen, some people could do a lot with it. And I need to find out who these guys work for. But this fight taught me that I have a lot to learn and that I can't be arrogant because there are skilled people around.

November 25, 2009

I'm over at Melvin Potter's place trying on my new suit; it fits and feels amazing. I thanked Melvin and paid him. When I get home, I turn on the TV when a special news broadcast shows a press conference talking about the incident at Staples Industries.

James Rhodes: And now, Mr. Stark has prepared a statement. He will not be taking any questions.

Tony Stark: Thank you. I haven't been in front of you in a long time.I figure I'll stick to the cards this time. There's been speculation that I was involved in the events on the freeway and the rooftop...

Christine Everhart: I'm sorry, Mr. Stark, but do you honestly expect us to believe that that was a bodyguard in a suit that conveniently appeared, even though you

Tony Stark: I know that it's confusing. It is one thing to question the official story, and another entirely to make wild accusations or insinuate that I'm a superhero.

Christine Everhart: "I never said you were a superhero."

Tony Stark: Didn't? Well, that's good, because that would be outlandish and fantastic. I'm just not the heroic type. Clearly. With this laundry list of character defects, all the mistakes I've made are largely public.

James Rhodes: Stick to the cards, man.

Tony Stark: Yeah, okay. Yeah. The reality is that I am Iron Man.

With that, he walks off, and the reporters start yelling out questions. As he leaves, I am shocked, knowing that everything will change, that it started with Iron Man, and that I won't be alone in the fight for long.

The Stark Effect

February 20, 2010

I'm sitting in my apartment after a patrol of the upper east side, and I'm watching the WHiH World News. They're reporting an attack on an Al-Kut Airbase where terrorists took control and were defeated by Iron Man, who happened to show up. Tony Stark has been Iron Man ever since he was reviled, and the world has gotten crazier. Stark weapons have been making their way onto the streets, with the big bosses making power grabs in order to gain the necessary strength to combat this new threat.

Every night I go, I run into territory wars; Harlem has been taking a beating. Silvermane has been getting weirder since the start. When confronting one of his lieutenants, I found out he's been diagnosed with cancer and is trying to make a legacy that won't be forgotten. But in secret, he's trying to find Tombstone and get his blood so he can extract the failed super-soldier serum from it to find a way to prolong his life.

Two weeks later, I'm fighting a gang of Silverman's men who are planning to blow up and steal.The restaurant is a front for making high-quality drugs called "Dream," which are hard to make but whose effects make it worth it for them to make them. The equipment used to make it is usually kept in well-defended labs like Stark Industries. Hammerhead spent a lot of money to get it, and if they get it, there will be another war. And Silvermane can use it to extract components from blood.

I jumped down from the rooftop. I watched them from there and broke open the side entrance to get in there. I see them pulling stuff out of the false wall where the hidden stairs go down. Two of the thugs were arguing with each other about taking the drugs and selling them behind their boss's back. I climbed to the ceiling, crawled over the top of their heads, kept my feet on the ceiling, and reached down, slammed their heads together, pulled them up, webbed them up, and stuck them there before going down to the rest. When I get down there, I see 7 thugs and a guy wearing glasses telling them to take everything apart without breaking it.

When they were just about to take it, I jumped on the machine and punched it to break it. As they were going to shoot me, I shot a couple of web bullets and broke the lighting, plunging the room into darkness except for me since I can still see. I go around them and knock them out, accidentally letting one escape.

I follow the guy as he escapes; he gets into the car and starts heading somewhere. I began to follow, leaping from rooftop to rooftop.When I get to this guy's crapy apartment, I see he's calling someone when I sneak closer and listen in.

"He appeared out of nowhere and took us down, breaking the tec," he says worriedly.

As I'm watching, the thug gets more and more scared.

"Yes, I understand, boss. I'll head over in the morning," he said.

After the thug got off the phone, I headed up and waited on the roof, waiting for the guy to move. This will be the first time moving in the light; with it being morning, not many people will be active and look around much. So there I stayed for hours, bored out of my mind, but I couldn't make too much noise. This reminded me to test my stamina and see how long I can stay energized and fully functional.

At 6 am, the thug gets up and gets ready; he cleans himself up and dresses nicely. With that, I knew he was on his way to someone important, hopefully.He went down and got in his car and started driving, so I followed him. It is dark enough that no one could see me without focusing on me. I followed him to a warehouse, where he got out and went in. I jump to the roof and find a broken window to enter.

While sneaking through the boxes, I finally get to the meeting place. I see Silvermane and all his lieutenants and enforcers grunting a lot.I see my guy just getting in too. The more I look around, the more I don't like what's happening. I see a lot of Stark Weapons—there's even a damn tank in here. Silvermane starts talking about his plans and goals. He took over while talking about his betrayal of Hammerhead, who was once one of his lieutenants.He starts talking about how they are going to take the warehouse stock and take over Manhattan. Using his contacts in the NYPD to keep them up to date with the police and other crime bosses

As he was talking, I started looking around to see what I could use to stop this. I noticed that I wasn't the only one who wasn't supposed to be here while I was sneaking around.I see one of those ninjas that I found out is from an organization called The Hand, and that's all I could find out so far. Not far from the meeting is a gorgeous redhead who is watching everything going on. I make my way to the hand ninja, drop down behind him, and deliver a solid punch to his temple, knocking him out.

As I move to knock out the redhead, I jump down and am ready to punch her when my fist is about to hit. In a quick motion, she grabs me and pushes me to the other side of the boxes, out of sight of anyone. As we struggled to knock each other out, she used a taser to try to shock me, but it did nothing to me, so I charged up a venom blast to knock her out when our fight attracted the mob. Who comes over, pointing their gun at us?

"Boss, that's the guy who attacked us at the restaurant," my old friend said.

"So you're the one who's been messing with my business for the last year," Silvermane said.

I keep quiet as I push off the redhead and get up with my hands up; she also gets up and puts her hands up. I start looking around for a way to get out. I don't mind getting shot, but if I get hurt bad enough, I'll get trapped, and I don't want that, so I look, and I see something I can use; it's a Jericho missile. I turn my head toward the redhead.

"Get ready," I say to her.

While I don't want to kill anyone, in this situation and with the people who are here, I must. None of them are good people. I don't know about the redhead, but she can't be all bad as she could have done worse to me than use a taser. I could tell she was better trained than the hand ninjas. So I point my hands at the Jericho and fire a large but venomous bullet at it, setting it off as the little missiles burst out of it, sparking and about to explode, then turn and pick up the redhead, jump with all my might, launch us to the roof, burst out, and begin running away.As I run, I hear a resounding blast and leap to escape.When I land, I let go of my passenger and turn around to see the warehouse collapsing.

Stark Expo and family visit

I'm standing there on the edge of the building, watching as the fires burn the warehouse down. I'm shaking, as this is the first time I've killed human beings. I sit down and think of my choices and what I could have done differently. In the background, I hear the redhead talking to someone and explaining what happened. She then starts telling them about me. After the call ended, she came over and started talking.

"My name is Natasha, and I work for Shield.I would like you to come with me. "My boss would like to talk with you," she asked.

I continue to sit there for five minutes when I ask, "What's a shield?"

"The Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement, and Logistics Division is an American extra-governmental counter-terrorism and intelligence agency, tasked with maintaining both national and global security," she explains.

"So you're spies, huh?" I replied.

"Yes, now will you come with me?" I understand that this is your first time killing."I've seen the signs a lot, but you need to come with us now," she tells me.

Just then, these jets come out of hiding with lasers pointed at me. I get up, and they follow me as I turn to Natasha.

"Thanks for the talk and information, Natasha." "I'm a recluse, by the way." I said as I jumped up onto one of the jets and rolled down the back of it, jumping down to the ground right onto a sewer cap, lifting it, and jumping down.

Making my way through the sewers, escaping my way to one of the safe houses, taking five showers, and promising myself never to use the sewers unless it's my very last option

Meanwhile, Natasha is aboard a Quinjet, explaining to Nick Fury that their new target, Recluse, escaped and was lost in the sewers.She informs them that he is strong and quick, but has no training or experience killing.In the end, they decided to start tracking his activities and to put him on the list.

May 1, 2010

Over the two months since the explosion, a few things have happened. Shield agents have discovered a few of my safehouses, one of which contained me and from which I escaped.The gang war continued for another month after Silvermane left. The others rushed in to split it, then fought for the borders, with the kingpin getting the most and Hammerhead the least. So things settled down.For now, I have been slowly getting used to the fact that I killed those thugs to help with that. I hang around my brother when he goes out as what he calls Spiderman. which made me laugh because we're both still teenagers. One night, he was on the phone. He was talking about the Stark Expo and waiting to go. So one day, I sent him 4 passes as a prize for a made-up contest, so he had to go with his friends, even though I was going to see Tony Stark, the one who changed everything.

A few days later, I'm watching the news and they're announcing the Star Expo.

pretty much everyone in the crowd: Tony! Tony! Tony! Tony!

Tony: It's good to be back. Did you miss me?

A man in the crowd says, "Blow something up!"

Tony: I missed you too. Blow something up? I've already done that.I'm not saying that the world is enjoying its longest period of uninterrupted peace in years because of me. From the ashes of captivity, I'm not saying that a greater phoenix metaphor has never been personified in human history. I'm not saying that Uncle Sam can kick back on a lawn chair, sipping on iced tea, because I haven't come across anyone brave enough to go toe-to-toe with me on my best day.

Woman in crowd: "I love you, Tony!"

Tony: Please, it's not about me.

[People continue to applaud Tony]It's not about you. It's not even about us. It's about legacy. It's about what we choose to leave behind for future generations. And that's why, for the next year and for the first time since 1974, the best and brightest men and women of nations and corporations the world over will pool their resources, share their collective vision, and leave behind a brighter future. It's not about us. Therefore, what I'm saying is that anything is welcome back to the Stark Expo. [Big cheer from the crowd.] And now, making a special guest appearance from the great beyond to tell you what it's all about, please welcome my father, Howard.

Howard Stark (on a screen, courtesy of a video recording): Technology makes everything achievable. Better living, robust health, and the possibility of world peace for the first time in human history So, on behalf of everyone at Stark Industries, I'd like to personally welcome you to the City of the Future.Technology holds infinite possibilities for humankind and will one day rid society of all its ills. Soon, technology will affect the way you live your life every day. No more tedious work, leaving more time for leisure activities and enjoying the good life. The Stark Expo Welcome.

[Video ends. [Cut to a news feed of a reporter outside.]

Reporter: We are coming to you live from the kickoff at the Stark Expo, where Tony Stark has just walked offstage. Don't worry if you can't make it down here tonight; the Expo is open all year.And I'm going to be here checking out all the attractions, the pavilions, and the inventions from all around the world.

After the end, I head out to patrol, thinking Tony Stark is amazing. The next day, I watched Tony Staley with the Senate defend himself as Iron Man.

Tony: Because I'm your nuclear deterrent. It's working. We're safe. America is secure. You want my property? You can't have it. However, I did you a huge favor.

[Stands up and turns around to face the crowd.]

Tony: "I've successfully privatized world peace."

[Both hands make peace signs, and everyone stands up, all talking at once.]

Tony: What more do you want? For now! I tried to play ball with these assclowns.

Stern: "Beep" for you, Mr. Stark. [beep] you, buddy. We're adjourned. We're adjourned for today.

Tony: Okay.

Stern: You've been a delight.

With the news ending, I'm sitting there thinking about what would happen to my brother and me if the government learned about us, making me glad I stayed away.

Stark Expo and family visit

I'm standing there on the edge of the building, watching as the fires burn the warehouse down. I'm shaking, as this is the first time I've killed human beings. I sit down and think of my choices and what I could have done differently. In the background, I hear the redhead talking to someone and explaining what happened. She then starts telling them about me. After the call ended, she came over and started talking.

"My name is Natasha, and I work for Shield.I would like you to come with me. "My boss would like to talk with you," she asked.

I continue to sit there for five minutes when I ask, "What's a shield?"

"The Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement, and Logistics Division is an American extra-governmental counter-terrorism and intelligence agency, tasked with maintaining both national and global security," she explains.

"So you're spies, huh?" I replied.

"Yes, now will you come with me?" I understand that this is your first time killing."I've seen the signs a lot, but you need to come with us now," she tells me.

Just then, these jets come out of hiding with lasers pointed at me. I get up, and they follow me as I turn to Natasha.

"Thanks for the talk and information, Natasha." "I'm a recluse, by the way." I said as I jumped up onto one of the jets and rolled down the back of it, jumping down to the ground right onto a sewer cap, lifting it, and jumping down.

Making my way through the sewers, escaping my way to one of the safe houses, taking five showers, and promising myself never to use the sewers unless it's my very last option

Meanwhile, Natasha is aboard a Quinjet, explaining to Nick Fury that their new target, Recluse, escaped and was lost in the sewers.She informs them that he is strong and quick, but has no training or experience killing.In the end, they decided to start tracking his activities and to put him on the list.

May 1, 2010

Over the two months since the explosion, a few things have happened. Shield agents have discovered a few of my safehouses, one of which contained me and from which I escaped.The gang war continued for another month after Silvermane left. The others rushed in to split it, then fought for the borders, with the kingpin getting the most and Hammerhead the least. So things settled down.For now, I have been slowly getting used to the fact that I killed those thugs to help with that. I hang around my brother when he goes out as what he calls Spiderman. which made me laugh because we're both still teenagers. One night, he was on the phone. He was talking about the Stark Expo and waiting to go. So one day, I sent him 4 passes as a prize for a made-up contest, so he had to go with his friends, even though I was going to see Tony Stark, the one who changed everything.

A few days later, I'm watching the news and they're announcing the Star Expo.

pretty much everyone in the crowd: Tony! Tony! Tony! Tony!

Tony: It's good to be back. Did you miss me?

A man in the crowd says, "Blow something up!"

Tony: I missed you too. Blow something up? I've already done that.I'm not saying that the world is enjoying its longest period of uninterrupted peace in years because of me. From the ashes of captivity, I'm not saying that a greater phoenix metaphor has never been personified in human history. I'm not saying that Uncle Sam can kick back on a lawn chair, sipping on iced tea, because I haven't come across anyone brave enough to go toe-to-toe with me on my best day.

Woman in crowd: "I love you, Tony!"

Tony: Please, it's not about me.

[People continue to applaud Tony]It's not about you. It's not even about us. It's about legacy. It's about what we choose to leave behind for future generations. And that's why, for the next year and for the first time since 1974, the best and brightest men and women of nations and corporations the world over will pool their resources, share their collective vision, and leave behind a brighter future. It's not about us. Therefore, what I'm saying is that anything is welcome back to the Stark Expo. [Big cheer from the crowd.] And now, making a special guest appearance from the great beyond to tell you what it's all about, please welcome my father, Howard.

Howard Stark (on a screen, courtesy of a video recording): Technology makes everything achievable. Better living, robust health, and the possibility of world peace for the first time in human history So, on behalf of everyone at Stark Industries, I'd like to personally welcome you to the City of the Future.Technology holds infinite possibilities for humankind and will one day rid society of all its ills. Soon, technology will affect the way you live your life every day. No more tedious work, leaving more time for leisure activities and enjoying the good life. The Stark Expo Welcome.

[Video ends. [Cut to a news feed of a reporter outside.]

Reporter: We are coming to you live from the kickoff at the Stark Expo, where Tony Stark has just walked offstage. Don't worry if you can't make it down here tonight; the Expo is open all year.And I'm going to be here checking out all the attractions, the pavilions, and the inventions from all around the world.

After the end, I head out to patrol, thinking Tony Stark is amazing. The next day, I watched Tony Staley with the Senate defend himself as Iron Man.

Tony: Because I'm your nuclear deterrent. It's working. We're safe. America is secure. You want my property? You can't have it. However, I did you a huge favor.

[Stands up and turns around to face the crowd.]

Tony: "I've successfully privatized world peace."

[Both hands make peace signs, and everyone stands up, all talking at once.]

Tony: What more do you want? For now! I tried to play ball with these assclowns.

Stern: "Beep" for you, Mr. Stark. [beep] you, buddy. We're adjourned. We're adjourned for today.

Tony: Okay.

Stern: You've been a delight.

With the news ending, I'm sitting there thinking about what would happen to my brother and me if the government learned about us, making me glad I stayed away.

Exploding Expo

I've been watching the news in the weeks since the Senate meeting, and I've seen Tony Starks devolve into insanity, transforming from the Invincible Iron Man to a drunk.removing Strak Industries from the fight he had with this whip-wielding jackass Monaco and causing the Senate to want the Iron Man armor, resulting in Tony's birthday where he gets his ass kicked and his best friend takes away a suit of Iron Man armor.With everything that happened with Tony, I worried about my brother and his friends, so I'm going to be there in costume so if anything happens, I can help.

May 31st, 2010

I'm at the Stark Expo after following Peter there and getting a seat on the roof to watch everything. While looking for a good seat, loud music begins to play, and I notice musician Justin Hammer dancing onto the stage.

Justin: Yeah. That's what I'm talking about. Thanks for coming. Ladies and gentlemen, for far too long, this country has had to place its brave men and women in harm's way, but then the Iron Man arrived, and we thought the days of losing lives were behind us. Sadly, that technology was kept out of reach. That's not fair. That's not right. and it's just too bad.

"Dumbass," I said.

Justin: Regardless, it was an impressive innovation, one that grabbed the headlines the world over. Well, today, my friends, the press is faced with quite a difficult problem. They are about to run out of ink. [Two people run on to remove the podium.] Get that out of here. Ladies and gentlemen, today I present to you the new face of the United States military. The Hammer drone [Drones rise out of the stage as he calls names.] Army, Navy, Air Force, and Marines!

"How the hell did this moron make those?" I said

Yeah! Yeah! Woo! That's a hell of a lot better than some cheerleaders, let me tell you. But, no matter how revolutionary this technology is, there will always be a need for men to be present in the battlefield.Ladies and gentlemen, today I am proud to present to you the very first prototype of the Variable Threat Response Battle Suit and its pilot, Air Force Lieutenant Colonel James Rhodes.

As Justin was introducing the Colonel, an Iron Man came flying in and landed on the stage. He starts talking to the colonel when the colonel activates his weapons, pointing them at Iron Man along with the drones. Then Iron Man flies up and passes me as the drones start firing at him, hitting the glass roof and making me almost fall. When I saw the drone start walking towards the crowd, I dashed down to the front entrance to stop them from firing at Tony.I fall onto one of the navy drones and rip off its head as it was shooting at Tony when a couple of the drones start targeting me, so I start going after them. when the Air Force drones come out and start shooting at Iron Man and me. While fighting, I see my brother and his friends running when Harry falls, and an air force drone targets them. I jump up to shoot out two web lines and slingshot myself at the drone rushing in, grasping it with the force I gather, flipping it over and tearing it in half.

"Get the hell out of here!" I yell at them as they're pointing at me while both Peter and Iron Man watch me in shock.

Stark flies off as more drones are after him, and after Qwen and Mary Jane pull Peter, they start making their way out. I turn back to the remaining drones that stayed to fight me. When I look over at the Unisphere exploding because the drone couldn't maneuver like Iron Man, I shoot web grenades on them, webbing up their guns, and I rush, breaking them apart like bread.I see a drone tackle Tony into a glass dome, and the last of the drone is going there. As I'm making my way there, a bright red light shoots out, and there is no more shooting. When another drone flies into the dome, I see it's the whip guy in a suit who has them trapped with his energy whips when Iron Man and the colonel shoot out two beams of energy that collide and expand as they explode, shaking and throwing me down.When I get up and look at their talking, the whip guy's chest starts flashing red, and the iron twins fly off, so I jump away as everything explodes.

Two days later, I'm watching the news as they replay footage of the stark expo, irritated that they mistook me for jumping off the roof.when it switches to Senator Stern giving Tony and Rodes a medal with a stiff face. I'm laughing at him when I hear a slight noise behind me. When I hop up and look, I see a tall guy with an eye patch. When I look at him, I ask him a question.

"So which organization are you from? If so, you guys need new colors." "The all-black thing is excessive; try dark blue," I tell him as I start packing up some stuff to take with me.

"You know you're a hard one to meet." "When agent Natasha asked you to meet me, I did not expect to have to wait so long," he tells me.

"Well, here I am, and I want to thank you so much for that and all the other meetings with your agents. "Now I need to change safe houses again, so start talking fast because no matter what you surround me with, I'll get out," I tell him as I'm checking out the windows.

"I know that's why I came alone to talk, Mr. recluse." "I'm here to ask you to join Shield, or at least a new project that needs members," he tells me.

"What did you have in mind?" I ask

"Big Green" in little Harlem

It's been 2 days since I talked to the leader of the organization, S.H.I.E.L.D., Nick Fury. He offered me to join Shield, get the training I need, and join something greater after our talk, and he gave me his number. I am to call him within a week to say yes or no to the threat that saying no means they'll be after me. After that, I watched the news as they reported on a giant green monster attack on a college campus. Later, a report showed a man in armor and a cape swinging a hammer and flying away.

I go out patrolling, thinking that the world is getting weird. when I start hearing explosions going off in Harlem. As I rush there, I start hearing more explosions and roaring. When I finally get to the area where everything is, I see two giant monsters holding onto a helicopter and making it crash. I rush over to help the people in the helicopter. I see the fuel tank about to catch fire as I get there, so I shoot out a web grenade to cover it up and rush to get the people out.

"Hay, green guy, focus on that abomination, I'll help them!" I yelled out to the green guy as he was trying to help them too.

With that, the two start hulking out and betting each other, with me hearing "Hulk smash," trapping the Abomination and using a chain to choke him out, but the chain was about to break, so I jump up and fall straight to the face, pulling back my fist and punching with all my strength.

"BAM"

With that, the abomination falls to the ground. The chick yells as the green guy is about to stomp on the other's head to kill him.

"Stop"

He just kicked the guy over and roared into the sky, claiming victory, and delivering the guy to the feet of the general as more helicopters arrived, shining their lights on him and making him flee.After that, I sneak away and make my way home. When I get there, I take off my glove and look at my hand. I punched the Abomination and saw that my wrist and middle finger were broken. After setting them and waiting for it to heal, I pull out my phone and make a call, and I hear the call connect.

"I'll join with conditions."

Working with S.H.I.E.L.D. 1

June 5, 2010

Director Fury, your funds are granted.

Thank you, councilman. We will continue to research the tesseract. Good day.

"Ring," "Ring," "Ring."

"click"

Hello

"I'll join with conditions."

Good, what do you want?

"First, my identity will stay hidden." "I will not tell you."

OK, but you'll be restricted and have access to limited information. I can't have an unknown have secret knowledge.

"Fine, second, I'll only take orders from someone I know, so no random agent showing up and telling me what to do."

That's not going to be a problem. Only my agent, Natasha, and another agent, Phil Coulson, will be aware that you are working with Shield.What else?

"Third, I will only kill when necessary and never kill innocents; you got it."

Don't worry about that. You'll be sent on a mission to take down evil people. The only innocents you'll run into are the people who don't know they're working for bad guys.

"Finally, if I don't like what's happening, I'll stop." I will not be used for power grabs. "I am here to get training and experience to help people."

Then you'll like this project I have for you.

June 12, 2010

It's been a week since I decided to join Shield. I just received a call telling me to get to Murray Hill and get to the back of the lumber boys' hardware store for training. When I got there, I found Natasha waiting for me.

"Hello, nice to see you again." "Sorry for running last time."

"It's been good." "Had fun getting yelled at for not taking you down, but we're cool, but one of us will have a better time here than the other."

"Don't hold a grudge against your spies, and I'm a guy with superpowers whose only sources of information are movies about how, if caught, he'll be tied down and dissected."

"We don't do that." "If you were alive, we'd see what made you tick. If you were dead, we'd see what made you tick."

"You're supposed to say no!"

"OK, we don't dissect people. (wink)"

"You're making it worse!"

"Stop making a fuss and let's go; follow me."

We go to the back wall, and the bricks move and knock on an elevator door, where we press their two exit and bottom floor buttons.Natasha pressed the bottom floor button, and we went down for 35 seconds. When the doors open to reveal a large open room with exercise equipment and some very shiny looking weights on one side,There was a kitchen and dining area with beds on the sides. The rest was an open area with racks of weapons.

"Welcome to training base "The Nest," or for you, kindergarten."

"I was able to get away from you and other agents multiple times, and I've taken down dozens of criminals who held knives and guns." "I'm at least at the 6th grade level."

"You have superpowers and were fighting normal people; we're here to train you to leave no trace, and when you do have to fight, you'll be quick and efficient; we'll help you gain survival skills and test your limits, so you can live and help people."

When I think about it, when facing Shield agents, I was mainly running. I had to hold back and not kill them when fighting street criminals. Then there were the ninjas I fought and how badly I was injured.Without my powers, I would have died of blood loss.

"Fine, I'm not at the sixth-grade level, but I'm at least in the second grade. I know how to take a punch and stab wound and get back up."

"Then you'll show me that; I'll be training you every few days when I'm available over the next five months." It'll be Agent Coulson, whom you'll meet on Monday, who'll teach you. On your days off, you'll keep doing what you've been doing. If you look over, there is a desk where I'll teach you some hacking. "You can access information on criminals in Manhattan and well-set goals for you to take them down with rewards if you get information that leads to the capture of criminals outside of Manhattan."

"What kind of rewards?" "And when will I be going on missions?"

"After some tests, we'll run both physical and mental ones as planned. We don't want to give you stuff you don't need or mess around with. Now, after five months, you'll get your first mission. If you pass, we'll improve what you need by spending a month on everything and doing some small assignments. "But if you fail, it's back to basics until you pass to a level we're satisfied with."

"Where do I start?"

Working with S.H.I.E.L.D. 2

"Let's get over to the strength machines and see how strong you are."

"Sure," we say as we walk over to the weights and punching machine area.

"Good, now get into form and punch three times with each fist and kick sideways here, kick high and down here, and do a spartan kick here," she said, showing me a suitable form for punching the metal plate. Then we moved over to a machine meant to test kicking power.

I stand in front of the punching machine, get into form, and "bang," "bang," "bang," "bang," "bang." with fast movement, I throw out my punches and level big dents in the machine.

"Oh, sorry. I did not want to pay for that."

"it's ok. This equipment is designed for someone stronger and greener and is meant to be able to get a reading even if destroyed. Your average punch had about 44 thousand pounds of force, with the highest at 46 thousand. "Now do your kicking power test."

I move over to the kicking machine and "bang" "bang," then take a second to do the next one, "bang" "bang," and "bang" "boom" with the spartan kick, I sent the machine flying.

"Damn, your legs are a lot stronger." Your regular kick used 143 thousand pounds of force, your high kick used around 80 thousand, your ax kick used 165 thousand, and finally, your spartan kick used 345 thousand. The breaking point for the machine was 250,000. "Do you know why your legs are stronger?"

"It's how I got my powers, which I won't be telling you."

"Let's finish the physical portion." For the next 7 hours, we tested my weight limit, which was 110 thousand pounds, and my speed and stamina. My max speed was 124 mph, and I only started to breathe heavier after running full speed for 4 hours. I pushed my durability and healing speed. We cut my skin and muscles. My skin healed within seconds, and my muscles healed in a minute or two, depending on how clean the cut was. As a result, my skin is soft iron, and my muscles are iron-like.When testing my bone strength, we had to do an x-ray scan, and they had the density of steel.

"Ok, we're done for today." "Come back tomorrow and I will test the rest of your powers."

"Cool, see you tomorrow." I head out of the base and back onto the streets of New York. I jump up to the nearest building and start running across the rooftops until I hear glass breaking near me, so I decide to check it out.

When I got to where I heard the noise at the museum of modern art, I found the broken window on the roof, some device that I believe was blocking the silent alarm, and a rope going down. I decide to stay on the rooftop garden area and wait for whoever's there.

After 5 minutes

I hear someone climb up the rope and set down a bag. I look over, and it's a woman in a black suit with platinum blond hair and a black mask covering the top half of her face. She seemed young and new, and I didn't see any wear and tear on her. Before she can leave, I shoot some webbing to hold down the bag and walk out in front of her.

"I believe that's supposed to be in the museum." I say to her as she looks at me, surprised, as she tries to get the bag free.

"Who are you?" Why should I care? "I saw it and liked it, so I'm taking it," she said, extending what looked like a claw to cut the webs escaping. When she's free, she tries to run to the edge of the building, but when I shoot out a web grenade, it hits her as she tries to get out of its way, covering her up, and she falls.

"You know, when asking someone their name, you should tell them your name first," he said as he walked over to her, took the bag she was carrying, and opened it to see what she had taken. I find some tools and what looks like a crystal sculpture, but I don't know what it looks like.

"You have some weird tastes."

"Let me go and give that back," she yells, trying to get out.

"Since you won't tell me your name, I'll tell you mine." I'm Recluse, a sort of anti-hero who likes to take down mobsters and other people who harm others; I'm not usually interested in this, but I've been stuck in a room all day, so here I am staring at you.So I ask again, "Who are you?" She keeps trying to get out and run. when she finally gives up and looks at me.

"I'm Black Cat, a thief." "Please let me go; you said you took down mobsters and that sculpture belongs to one of them," she said, as I see he is still trying to break out. I hear her cutting the webs with one of her claws.

"Oh, which family do they belong to?" Tombstone Hammerhead or the Kingpin? It can't be Silvermane. He's dead." I ask here because my question worries her because I know who is out there.

"There, under the kingpin, is a sculpture that belongs to James Wesley, the kingpin's assistant," she tells me, hoping I'll let her go.

"Why are you stealing it if you know who it belongs to?" And how do you know he works for the kingpin? No one knows who the kingpin is. "Do you know who he is?" I ask her, as he could not find out who the kingpin is after interrogating a few of the mobster's grunts. She immediately shuts up and looks away from me.

"Are you not going to tell me?" I guess I have to make you tell me." I walk in front of her, and before she can say anything, I hold her head, take off her mask, pull my phone out, and take a picture of her face.

"No, don't! Stop! "I can't tell you what will happen if he finds out; he'll kill me!" She yells at me as I put her mask back on and leave the bag at her feet.

"I'll use this to find out who you are, and I'll find you, and next time I see you, I hope you can tell me what I want to know," I tell her as I walk away.

As I walk away, I hear her yelling at me to delete the photo and seeing her cry a little.I'm leaving the roof and going to my hideout and going to bed for tomorrow's testing and my research.

Working with S.H.I.E.L.D. 4

After the initial testing, Natasha planned my training for the next 5 months. I trained my ass off training in martial arts, espionage, infiltration, evasion, hacking, and assassination. I have to continue to train, especially when hacking with computers, and with technology advancing, I'll need to stay up to date with it.

When I wasn't training, I was out with Black Cat, working on identifying all of the Kingpin's associates and those working for him. Let's just say Fisk has a hand in most of Manhattan's crime, with him working to get rid of Hammerhead and Tombstone.He is currently assisting the Stokes crime family in Harlem, where they have complete control of Morningside Heights.His associate Madame Gao is in control of Chinatown, with Little Italy right next to it, where Hammerhead bases himself when the two get into conflict.

We've taken down a lot of drug labs, fight clubs, stash houses, and even a black market organ trade. We got evidence of corrupt police and blackmail material destroyed, and what both of us hated the most was the slave trade of underage girls and boys. We mainly focused on that after we saw what was happening to them. That led us to our biggest win when we caught Najib Mikati, head of the Arab gang, who were the biggest slave traders. Now they're in prison after we got evidence of his crimes, and with the FBI involved, their group is no more.

After that, I was told by Natasha that my first mission was approved and that I was going to Cuba! Someone started a super soldier program; my job was to find them, destroy them, and bring back a sample of the serum and research notes.

November 17, 2010

After telling Falica I'd be gone a couple of days, I went to a shield-controlled airstrip and was on my way to Cuba. My target is located on a very small island called Cayo Algodoncito, with no population living there. Satellite images show two helicopter pads leading to a door leading to an underground base. I found three air vents camouflaged in surrounding trees, and I'm thinking that's my way in. When I get there, I'll have to look for cameras and sensors before going in.

We were 2 miles away from the island after 4 hours, and I'm getting ready to drop down and swim to it.

"Good luck," the shield agent next to me told me.

"Hopefully I won't need it," I tell him after checking my equipment before jumping down.

"Splash"

I fall into the water and find that it's freezing, so I make my way to the surface and start swimming to the island. take some time, but I have no problems getting there with my strength and finding a good spot to land and set up. I take off my wet suit and mock my recluse suit.I opened my bag and got my shoes, then the thing I've been waiting for, a forearm-mounted computer (FMC), to connect and hack systems, and it connected to FBI-level databases. With that ready, I bury my bag and get ready to move to the air vent I planned on entering.

I used the FMC to find open signals, found surface-level cameras hacking into them, and made a video loop every 5 minutes. After that, I sprint to the vent, and I tear off the vent after making sure there are no sensors on it. I take out the fan blades and start to crawl in, making my way down 70 feet. I reach the air conditioner and carefully peel back the wall, entering the facility's maintenance room. When I was looking around, the door opened, and I quickly hid on the ceiling behind some pipes.

"I was going to fix that this morning, but that bastard scientist kicked me out of the whole 2nd floor," the guy who entered tells someone on the radio as he goes over to a desk and sits down. "How can this place run properly if they refuse to let me in the labs and training area to fix the shit they break?"

"I know man, if they weren't in charge when the boss is out, I would kick the s— out of them.All they come up with are failed experiments, and they act so high and mighty. "The other day they came here to make calls and order me to keep a lookout for anything out of place," says a guy.

"At least you haven't run into their experiments and almost got killed!" says the worker. "Bastards are getting more unstable; have you talked to Gary to see if he has a plan for the bodies?"

"No, he'll probably toss them in the ocean," he says in a sarcastic way. "Ok, Tom, I need to get back to work. Talk to you later."

"Ya talk later; see you later, Jerry," Tom says as he puts the radio down and sits back."God, I hate this place."

I jump down, grab Tom, throw him to the ground, and begin questioning him about the base's layout.its three stories1st-floor recreation area and sleeping for regular staff; 2nd-floor labs and areas for the test subjects; 3rd-floor sleeping areas for the scientists and training areas for tests. The elevator and stairs to the surface, as well as an underwater passage to the ocean, are their two escape routes.When special guests come here, they use helicopters on the surface. After the integration, I knock Tom out and get ready to go.

The problems of the black cat

June 12, 2010, a few minutes after Recluse left

Felicia stood there frustrated that her crying didn't work on Recluse, and he left with my photo. The jerk squandered weeks of planning my first major heist, and now I have to return home and prepare for him.Quickly cleaning up and leaving the roof, I make my way home, sneak into my room, and put away my gear. As I'm laying down on my bed, the door opens, and my mother enters.

"Hey sweetie "I'm leaving to meet with a client," she explains, "and she comes over to my bedside to stroke my hair.""So I'll be back in the morning and we can get breakfast at the place you like."

"Ok, mom, have fun." I tell her, irritated, that the "client" is probably some rich asshole or a piece of shite criminal who stole and killed to get everything they have."Who is this time?"

"One of the Kingpin's subordinates got into trouble and needs advice," she says as she stands up to leave, "and don't forget, we're having dinner with James tomorrow."

"Oh, yeah, it's going to be so fun," I said, remembering all the crap I had to deal with because of him. I remember the day I met that bastard. I was still in college at the time, and I was stupid and agreed to go to a party thrown by some of the football team. It was there that my life changed forever. I was almost raped, but I escaped after beating them nearly to death; the guys' families then used their influence to gain access to the legal system and buy witnesses.My mother was lost, and we were going down fast. That's when James showed up and used his means to get rid of our problem, and as if by magic, it all stopped. When I looked into it, I found that all three families had died in accidents. When I asked my mother what happened, she told me not to worry about it. The next thing I know, she quit her job and is now working for James. I then learned more about him and found he works for Fisk Enterprises.

After learning more and speaking with my mother about the types of cases she works on, I confronted her and discovered the deal she made with James.In order to solve my problem, my mother agreed to work for the Kingpin as his on-call lawyer, and if she stopped or tried to get help, they'd kill us.

June 30, 2010

Just when I was about to forget about Recluse and go out to steal from the Kingpin's organization, he shows up and ruins my plans. He's knocking on my window upside down and waving at me, just like the last time.

"What do you want?" "Now that you know who I am, are you going to blackmail me?" I asked him why he stayed there frozen; if I could see his face, it would look stupid. "Let's get out of here before someone sees you."

I led him to the roof, and we stood there. I didn't know how to start when he finally talked.

"Ok, I know we didn't have a great first meeting, but I'm not here to blackmail you or hurt you and your mother," he said, calming me down.

"What do you want," I ask, "and what's going to happen to me now?"

"I want to talk and maybe get your help," he said as he sat down. "When I stopped you at the museum, you were stealing from James Wesley and said he was the assistant of the Kingpin. Looking into it, I found that the Kingpin is Wilson Fisk and your family is in deep with him."

I start thinking if this gets out and leads to me, my mom will get killed all because this asshole wants something from me, and now he knows Kingpin's real name, all thanks to me. Fuck.

"What do you want to know, and how can I help you?" "And you have powers, and I'm just me." I am tired of the crap that happens to me.

"Just you, the Olympic athlete, expert martial artist, and great thief." "Ya, you're just you," he tells me sarcastically. "You have a lot going for yourself." What I want is inside information to go and disrupt Kingpin's operation and do some good after what happened to Silvermane caused a lot of damage. But I would also like to know what happened to you and how you got into this mess, and I'll tell you something you'd like to know."

So I told him my story about how everything happened and how skewed my mom and I are because of him. Then I tell him I'm trying to hurt James after all the time I have to pretend to be a little college girl so he doesn't put his guard around me when he talks to my mom. I just want to be free of his and the Kingpin's influence.

"Well, you might want to add revenge to that list; when looking into it, I found that your father was a cat burglar who worked for Fisk long before your incident, Felicia. "They've been targeting you all along; it wouldn't surprise me if they set the whole thing up," he tells me as I'm getting more and more shocked. "Your father wanted out, and that doesn't fly with Fisk, so evidence of one of his "crimes" shows up at the police, and he was arrested; seeing how good of a lawyer your mom is, they targeted her to help them." So I'd like to ask you, Felicia, if you'd be willing to assist me in taking down Kingpin and his organization while also gathering evidence to free your father?"What do you say?"

My mind was a mess thinking of everything that happened. All the time I hated my father, every time I cried and he was gone and my mother was miserable, it was caused by Kingpin, and now I wanted to do more than hurt them; I wanted to destroy them.

"When do we start!?"

Working with S.H.I.E.L.D. 5

I leave the room and make my way to the labs. I slip into one of the doors as one scientist goes in, jump up to the ceiling, and look around to find the person in charge and go over and spy on him.

"The formula is still unstable and will break apart in a week or two," he tells another, "so we need to find better materials to test on. Maybe we can find some homeless teenagers?"

"There aren't too many problems with them; how about toddlers? They'll adapt better," he tells the head

"If we're going that young, we should kidnap some pregnant women and test on some fetuses," another scientist says.

"Unfortunately, we need results soon or we'll get our funding cut off if we don't show something more than subjects 72-77," the head tells them, "when are they going to expire?"

"72-76 in two days and 77 in three days, 77 has shown the least deterioration but has the least strength," scientist 2 tells the head.

Having enough of these monsters, I hop down and start breaking their bones, leaving the head and two others alive. After some time, I get what I need and get into their systems and take their data. After that, I make my way to the 3rd floor, where the test subjects are stored like animals. When I reach them, I open the doors and let them out, but two of them attack me, having lost their minds due to the test.

I jump back and get ready to confront them, but to my surprise, the other 2 follow after looking to trap me using them as a distraction. I quickly shoot out two venom bullets at the savage ones and jump over them to shoot two web lines at their feet and swing them into the cunning 2, knocking them all down. I then proceeded to web them up and set my eyes on the last guy.

"So why didn't you attack me as well?" I ask

"Because I'm not like them, having believed their nonsense that we'd be the next Captain America, not since 73 and 74 go insane," he explains, "and I've already felt my organs failing me, so why not get out of here and fuck up this place before I die?"

The alarm goes off unexpectedly.

"Oh sh*t, the guards are coming," he turns to me, "wwhat do you want to do?"

"I've already completed my mission.""I killed the scientist and stole their research, and you guys are going to die soon, so I'm going to leave, but if you want to do some damage, there's a self-destruct system in the head's office. Do you want to push the button?" I look at him. "The button is locked in his bottom drawer, and the password is DREVILREBORN."

"Haha, are you serious? Fine, the way out is down the hall there." He laughs and tells me where to go. "Can you knock out a few while you go over there? I would appreciate it."

After that, I leave for the underwater supply route and swim out. When I get far enough away and surface, I look back as the island explodes, creating a wave that pushes me out into open water. In my thoughts, I say good riddance to that fuckup place and start swimming to the neighboring island for pickup.

After getting picked up, I returned to Manhattan and gave the research and samples I took, as well as a report on what happened and my thoughts on the failed supersoldiers. Then I make my way to a safe house to relax. After an hour of twists and turns and making sure I'm not followed, I get to where I stay and sleep.

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