"Parker? Are you in there?" a woman's voice brought Richard short.
"Here Mary," he immediately shut off the camera.
The next video was made a month after that;
"We have been working on a new formula, one based on the book Mary found," Richard looked exhausted, but he still smiled, "like I was saying, we believe the book was written by none other than Dr. Abraham Erskine himself. We noticed the way he wrote was extremely similar, meaning that this book could have the answers we were looking for," he chuckled, "oh, and on a side note, I finally got Mary to go on a date with me. So that's nice."
The next was nearly a year later, and this time Mary was in the frame with Richard as well;
"Things aren't looking good," Richard looked more tired than I have ever seen him, "we were able to crack half the code of the super soldier formula. We brought it to Herbert and...I should have listened to you Mary," he sighed, Mary wrapped a hand around his and squeezed.
"We made a terrible mistake," Mary continued, "these people weren't who they said they were. People are disappearing, our colleges, anyone who is involved with this project. We are leaving the first thing tomorrow. I have contacted the government and asked for assistance. I don't know what's going to happen now."
And the next recording was three years later. The frame was not inside a well furnished living room that struck a sword in my head. I remembered that place, it was...it was my house. Richard and Mary came into view, looking much older. And in Mary's arms was a little baby boy with brown hair and a red pacifier.
My eyes widened as I touched the screen, that was….Peter...woah. Richard and Mary sat down on the south before the camera, little Peter was jumping up and down in Mary's arms, the woman could barely hold him down as she smiled and waved him gently.
Richard smiled at his family before turning to the sighing, "I prayed I would never have to use this camera again…..they found us. I don't know how, but they did. People have been following Mary and I all week. They want the formula, I just know it. We perfected it half a year ago, but now...it can't ever get into their hands. We have to make sure they can never get their hands on it."
Mary passed the baby into Richard's hands and turned to the camera, "we are putting the videos into RIchard's old computer along with enough evidence to target the man we believe is behind all of this. We pray this gets into the right hands, and that we don't cause a war that could possibly end the human race as we know it."
And the video ended. It was the last one. I cursed and quickly began to look through all the files they had kept with these things. There were documents of land ownership, bank statements, photos of a shady looking lab and even a handful of pictures of a guy with black hair and a thick beard.
All of them were pertaining to one man, Herbert Wyndham. A simple Google search told me a lot about him. Geneticist, of course he was, father was German and mother was Italian. He came to America for college and worked for, you guessed it, a mysterious private lab.
He eventually did leave the country, setting up base in Italy. He gave a couple of guest lectures from time to time, and from what I read he charged a lot for that privilege, guess that's how he keeps the water running.
He looked old, older than uncle Ben, he didn't have an address listed, but he did have a scheduled appearance in a week's time in a college for a lecture about genetic enhancements being the future of humankind.
I tapped my chin, this was a mystery, and I loved mysteries. Well, not really, but when it was this juicy, I couldn't resist. I needed to find out what this man knew, I could interrogate him as Spider-man, but...if Peter Parker was seen traveling to Italy and then some guy interrogates Leister, well you don't need to be a genius to figure that out.
I needed to sneak into Italy, I need...well, I need a private jet. I looked at the clock it was nearing midnight, perfect.
I picked up my phone and dialed in Tony's number. He picked up within seconds, "heya Spider. What can I do you for?"
"Can I ask you a favour?" I asked him with a smile.
A week later:
Felicia and Ben were with my at Stark's private air strip. Yeah, that guy has his own landing strip. Frankly I'm not even surprised anymore.
"Are you sure you have to do this Peter?" Ben asked looking sad, "I thought you were happy at the Baxter building?" I told him and May I was going with Tony to visit the Stark factory in Italy, get a feel of the tech they make there, which of course was a lie.
"I am uncle Ben, I'm honestly just curious as to what Mr. Stark makes," I shrugged, "relax, I'll be fine. I'm with freaking Ironman aren't I?"
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