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Chapter 11: Natural Predators

At a facility located in one of the major industrial district of the greater New York area, the major projects of Osborn Industries were being worked on at this location. The building had been purchased years ago and was always meant to be a backup facility in the unlikelihood but still possibility of the main facility being compromised.
That and for the more illegal projects that the company worked on off the books.
It had been several days since the escape of their test subject Jessica Drew but Norman Osborn wasn’t the least bit angered by the fact. Even with some of his main facility destroyed by the fire, Norman wasn’t at all upset. Well, at least not anymore. Although there was the police investigation into the fire still ongoing but he knew how to handle that plus the fire actually destroyed any evidence of wrongdoing. Officially it was an accidental fire caused by one of the labs.
If anything, what happened that night was practically the final bit of proof of what the OZ serum was and how limitless the potential of it could be.
Norman was glad that taking steps to make sure that there were even backups to the backups of their data was made just in time. With all the new data that had been collected, losing even one megabyte of the data was totally unacceptable. Even now when Otto had come up with a means of refinement that would enhance the OZ serum and he wouldn’t be able to do so if some of the data was lost.
Those thoughts easily brought a smile to his face.
Norman had already made plans for this facility to house the final phase of the OZ serum as well as the production and distribution of it once the situation had reached this phase. With what they had only just begun to discover the potential of the serum, Norman knew they would need dedicated resources such as an entire facility just for it. If there’s one thing Norman knew with absolute certainty as a businessman, it that’s always plan ahead even when it seems unnecessary.
But another fact that brought a smile to his face was what Shaw had reported about the recent events at the Parker’s household. Honestly, Norman was a bit impressed that somehow Peter had managed to engage an orgy with not only several girls including the escaped Jessica Drew but also a mother and a daughter as well but that wasn’t the sole fact that made him smile.
It was the fact that now two potential threats to his plan were practically located in one household. It was clear that they were making plans to take him on but being teenagers, Norman knew their sense of imagination for such plans against him wouldn’t have considerable details to them. They could still be a threat to him but only as an x-factor in his view. But their situation did create an opening for one more test with the OZ serum.
One more test before Norman knew they could finally proceed with what he intended for the OZ serum all along.
Norman knew that Dr. Octavius still had some slight concerns about the application of the OZ serum even with all the data that was gained from experimenting on the subject Jessica Drew. The good doctor had mentioned something about a discrepancy between the blood samples of Jessica and Peter, a factor that he had no idea how to explain at the moment nor what it was that caused the discrepancy even when taking into account the gender factor.
Normally, the head of Osborn Industries wouldn‘t bother with such concerns but they would easily be taken care of because of what he had planned next. Before truly moving forward with his plan with the OZ serum, Norman had realized that in a strange sense, the OZ serum had already begun the Genetics War that every major power in the world was preparing for. Being in the business that he was, such rumors were easily and often heard when dealing with nations across the world.
The emerging mutant population was growing all over the world and it seemed it wouldn’t be long before either the mutants or the humans declare war on the other. In business sense, it was a typical scenario of two companies trying to get a foothold over the other in various fields but it also meant that neither side paid attention to the third parties unless they those parties with one of the two. With that in mind, Norman knew that despite the serum was ready now in his view, once on the market be it the public of the black, it wouldn’t take too long for anyone who had OZ to create an force to overwhelm the those with the X-gene as well as their enemies, real or imaginary.
He knew it was one of the reasons why Nick Fury was basically shopping around for the new super soldier serum. Norman also knew that when the Genetics War began, OZ would be the great equalizer if not the factor that decided the outcome of the war itself.
Norman also knew that men like Nick Fury had no sense of patience, something he moderately respected because of him being in charge of something as large as S.H.I.E.L.D., but Norman knew Nick wouldn’t see OZ for what it was. Especially even now with the breakthroughs. All he would see it as what would make him a war hero and further whatever agenda the man might have already in the works.
Quite frankly, Norman Osborn knew without a doubt that he had what the United States of America desperately wanted: The Captain America Button. No, better than that because that only created super soldiers. OZ can create gods even from the most unimpressive and unremarkable individuals that crawl on this world.
But Norman knew it wouldn’t be long before Nick stuck his one-eyed head into his business. That was quickly learned when Shaw reported to Norman that in the Parker’s household there were surveillance equipment hidden all over the place. Surveillance tech that S.H.I.E.L.D. uses and considering how many devices Shaw had found, Norman knew Nick was keeping a very close eye on the teenager.
That made it clear that Nick knew what, or rather who Peter Parker really was. Norman couldn’t think of any other reason why someone like Nick Fury would keep such close tabs on one particular teenager and Nick Fury was a man didn’t do things without a solid reason.
That bit of information of Nick keeping an eye on Peter Parker proved extremely beneficial for Norman since Shaw was able to modify all the hidden digital cameras to not only show Norman what went on in the Parker household but have a secret data pipeline directly back to the S.H.I.E.L.D. Mainframe.
Norman did idly say out loud on several occasions that with one eye, Nick Fury couldn’t really see the kinds of idiots and morons that he had working for him. Even Shaw made the same comment after he hacked into the surveillance gear, saying that the standard procedure for planting any kind of covert monitoring device was so that the gear would automatically self-destruct from even the slightest bit of tampering.
Clearly Nick Fury, the Top Cop of the World, didn’t plan that far ahead in this particular case. And that was like having the golden ticket given to you instead of finding it in Norman’s view.
The amount of information that they managed to obtain hinted at a lot of things but confirmed something that Norman knew he would have to prepare for.
In short, before Norman could make a move of any kind, he would need trustworthy lieutenants much like Nick had done by his so-called Ultimates.
This facility for the time being would have to act as a base of operations to go against Nick’s Triskelion. Norman never really expected this place was become as such, at least so soon. It also meant that Norman would have to set up more off-the-book facilities and as soon as possible
Norman’s right hand man Shaw was as dependable and as trustworthy as anyone could possibly be in his particular line of work. But Norman knew he would need more than just one man no matter how skilled an Ex-S.H.I.E.L.D. operative was.
So, with one last series of test in mind, Norman was going to have Otto Octavius inject a select group of individuals of Norman’s own choosing and each individual will be a test in of itself. They knew spiders could be combined with OZ but what else and to what extent were the final questions.
Before his meeting with Otto, Norman already began searching for the individuals that matched a certain criteria that he knew would ensure loyal soldiers. Of course, finding one individual that would be able to permanently deal with Peter Parker wouldn’t be too difficult. As great hunters spider could be, even they had those that hunted them and sometimes, the female was much more deadlier than the male.
Plus, Norman figured it might still be possible to recruit Peter Parker to their side. It was bit of a long shot, especially getting Jessica back on their side but it was clear from the ‘meeting’ that they had, Peter was aware they might be targeted along with anyone else who possessed superior human abilities. No doubt Nick Fury would be aware of this and use similar methods to recruit Peter.
But there was one thing that Norman had that the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. didn’t, or rather, hadn’t done to Peter Parker. Thanks to their now having the ability to access the S.H.I.E.L.D. Mainframe and the file on Peter Parker, once that piece of information was thrown in front of Peter Parker, there’s no doubt in Norman’s view that the teenager would never trust any of the government agencies or even the government itself. Even Norman knew that if a secret government project kills members of your family, especially your parents, the rest of the surviving family will never trust anything that’s even remotely government related.
Until that time comes, Norman had to begin recruiting his own team. He didn’t like the fact he had to use children but they easily more manipulated than adults and he would need this particular team to be ready to die for him.
At his office, Norman had his personal computer be connected with the data hack of the SHIELD Mainframe and had previously used it to see what Nick Fury had on Peter Parker. Now was the time to use it to see whose psychological profile matched the criteria that Norman had in mind.
Norman was actually surprised that it only took him 20 minutes to find the individuals that he was looking for. Then again, Norman knew it should’ve been no surprise that Nick Fury would do a complete psychological workup of the entire student body where Peter Parker goes to high school and even the ones that were in the surrounding area..
“Looks like I might have to thank Nick Fury. He’s made it a lot easier to gain an advantage over him and he’s supposed to be a highly decorated military commander.” Norman said while looking at the five individuals he had selected on his computer screen. “Carmilla Black, Melissa Joan Gold, Walter Langkowski, Emil Blonsky, Tandy Bowen, and Tyrone Johnson. I think I’ll have the good doctor do a split test. See what it’s like by combing other animals and then a straight injection of the OZ serum.”
Norman knew that if the tests were as successful as he knew, and would never openly admit to, hope they would be, he actually felt a shiver of anticipation of what it would be like when the time came for his turn.
Norman looked at the direction of were S.H.I.E.L.D. was currently located and couldn’t help but let a smile form on his face.
“You may have a god on your team of personal attack dogs. But what good is it when OZ allows us to be better than what God had created.”

-Triskelion-

In the main office of the facility whose entire existence and personnel was geared to ensuring the stability of the world, a lone man had his hands behind his back with his lone eye staring very intently at one direction of the New York area.
Nick Fury was not a happy man.
He knew well beforehand when he took this job, the days when he would be happy, that the world was the way he thought it should be, those would be few and far between if they ever happened at all. He also knew that it would be a daily occurrence for him to come up with last-minute desperate solutions to impossible scenarios with little to no time to prepare for them.
As strange as it might sound, Nick had made his peace with it.
What it was that was making him unhappy was the report he had been given by Natasha Romanov, a.k.a. Black Widow. Ever since she started monitoring Peter Parker, each report that came back to him was clearly hinting that the Parker situation was going away from favorable scenarios.
Of course being shown an orgy with the teenager in the middle of it along with bits of incest wasn’t something Nick Fury wanted to see. Of course he had seen worse, and has done just as much with some women in his youthful days, but Nick honestly didn’t want to know that about the teenager. But it did mean there were some things that Nick would have to reconsider about Peter Parker.
Whenever someone of considerable talent appeared on the radar, Nick always made sure there was an immediate ally/threat assessment made on the subject. Even the X-Men and Charles Xavier were given such a profile even before Logan joined up with them. As ‘benevolent’ as the X-Men were making themselves out to be, sooner or later one would slip and cross the line.
In a way, it was why Nick actually allowed Logan to be on the X-Men. Charles with his naïve optimistic view and Logan with his very real world experience, Nick figured it might be enough to keep that particular team in line. But Nick still had to plan for the eventuality of that team becoming adversaries.
And now, with the information that Natasha had given him, Nick had to face the fact that he only three options left to him in regards to Peter Parker. Before now, there were four options and Nick was actually content with the teenager doing his superhero routine. In a way, regardless of what the public opinion was of the kid, he was doing far more good. As strange as it may sound to anyone should he ever voice it out loud, Nick Fury felt that Peter Parker was, in a very oblique way, the Captain America of this era.
But that only reminded Nick of another fact about Captain America, or rather the continuation of the super soldier program. During the Vietnam War, another super soldier was created out of a necessity. A man named Frank Simpson was augmented in much the same way Steve Rogers was but he became more of a killing machine than a soldier after all was said and done to him. And those idiots at the Pentagon only cared about Frank Simpson’s kill count and not his mentality which made Nick laugh every time when those top brass morons complained how troublesome such specialized programs tended to be.
Even Nick knew that a perfect soldier can never be just built and the recent lost of Lieberman, the one who would replace Steve Rogers as Captain America should the worst ever happen, was now laying in a cold storage vault because of his enhancements burned him from the inside out, was both proof and a clear reminder of it.
With all his past experience and analytical thought processes being used, Nick had only three options with Peter Parker.
Option One: Nick recruits Peter now into S.H.I.E.L.D. and into the Ultimates. However, as the law currently stood, it was illegal for an action like that to be taken because Peter was still underage. Nick couldn’t force the issue and even if Peter agreed, Nick’s political opponents on Capital Hill would easily use it against him. Political pressure wasn’t something Nick hadn’t deal with before but he honestly didn’t want to waste the time going through the motions the politicians loved to do. Spin wheels and create smoke and all the while nothing is accomplish or can be accomplished until the excess smoke clears.
There were times when Nick honestly thought that of all the threats to the world, politicians, and it don’t matter which country they come from, would be the ones that would send the world straight to Hell way before some psycho with some doomsday device or someone claiming to be god and everyone was his or hers subjects. Despite what the public knew or heard in rumors, Nick had already deal with several situations like that just this last year alone, one of them being a group of snake ladies calling themselves the Serpent Squad. If the politicians really had their way, absolutely everyone but their special interests would be expendable.
Option Two: Nick detains Peter and hands him over to the local authorities. Because of Wilson Fisk, the reputed Kingpin of Crime in New York, being forced to leave the country to avoid an unbeatable murder charge against him, the entire crime elements in the city was in complete chaos. As much of an asshole Fisk was, especially killing a man by crushing his skull with his own bare hands, he at least kept the lower crime fraternities in check. Without him, every two-bit thug with delusions of grandeur was trying to carve out as much territory of the city as they could. Those facts as well as the new defense strategy being used by the same thugs in court stating that they weren’t arrested by law officers and as such, should not be in jail.
Nick knew it would create precedence in regards to vigilantes and how the law deals with them and it wouldn’t be a good one. He also knew that sometimes the law binds people from doing the right thing while the criminals use what’s supposed to keep them in prison as both a shield and escape out of prison. There were other vigilantes in New York besides Peter but they were already dead set in their ways like Frank Castle. People like him were only good for wetworks and as far from the public eye as possible. If anything, the world needed more people like Steve Rogers and Peter Parker.
Option Three: Nick eliminates Spider-Man by any means possible. It was the third option but there were two ways to go about it. The obvious way was to take away Peter’s abilities, return him to just a stereotypical nerd in high school. Nick had a strange notion that maybe it might’ve been a worse fate than actually killing Peter Parker because it seems as of late public high schools are getting about as close to actual prisons than most would admit. And big cities like New York were no exceptions in regards to the current school systems.
Nick didn’t think about his third option for more than a minute, practically berating himself in his mind that he would even consider the option in the first place. He remembered when he first held Peter Parker when he was a baby and right after his parents were killed. Hank Pym, Bruce Banner, Franklin Storm, and Richard Parker, Peter Parker’s father, all worked on Project: Rebirth Two and the only thing that came from that was Bruce’s green alter ego or maybe his actual ego if the S.H.I.E.L.D. psychologists were accurate as of late.
As much as it was Bruce’s and Hank’s fault in Richard and his wife being killed, Nick knew he shared some responsibility in that as well. He wasn’t going by hindsight factor but more of a realization in the fact that there were too many similar projects happening at roughly the same time and control was spread too thin to keep them all in check at a satisfactory level. Pretty much when Franklin Storm was taken off the project to be part of the Think Tank at the Baxter Building, that was a clear sign that things were stretching too thin too fast.
Nick reminded himself that he owed Peter Parker just as much as he owed his father. Nick felt that he could still help train the boy to become what his father wanted to be and more. The world needed people like Peter Parker, now more than ever and Nick was going to make sure Peter became who he is supposed to become. Nick didn’t really believe in such things but he was toying with the phrase of ‘training for one’s destiny.’ in this matter.
When that thought entered into his mind, Nick couldn’t help but laugh when he realized something he had momentarily overlooked.
When the plans for creating the team the Ultimates was first drafted, the plans also included creating reserve teams that would eventually be placed on active rosters. Those particular teams would have members that were either meta-humans or soldiers who were back by specialized high-tech gear.
Being informed that Peter was putting together his own team and the reasons as to why he was taking such actions, Nick realized he could get Peter on his side and spin it so as to make it appear in the teenager’s view that he was making the right choice for both himself and his soon-to-be teammates.
If there was one absolute rule to teenagers it was that they usually did the opposite of whatever authority figure told them to do or not do. Well, it could be debated that there were two rules once puberty took full effect but Nick already knew what his game plan would be.
“And if that doesn’t work, and if Natasha’s report is accurate, all I I have to do is use for a back-up plan is use the right kind of bait. A quick chat with Peter’s girlfriends and they’ll be able to convince him. Haven’t seen a male member of our species yet that can say ‘no’ while getting that much pussy.”
After Nick said that out loud to himself, he remembered something else that he figured he would approach separately. But as the situation stood at the moment, Nick figured he could do the proverbial ‘two birds with one stone’ since a new piece of information came to his attention.
In trying to find out who the tiger girl was that made her very ‘public’ appearance, Nick contacted Charles Xavier and asked if his mutant detection machine Cerebro had recorded any new signals from Queens recently. Of course S.H.I.E.L.D. had something of their own version of Cerebro but not someone like Xavier behind it’s operation and thus wasn‘t as capable. Charles informed him that so far there hadn’t been any recent mutant signals from Queens, especially on the night the tiger girl, or rather Tigra as the internet media was now calling her, made her debut.
Hearing that bit interested Nick Fury especially when he had a facial recognition algorithm search done on Tigra. It wasn’t a complete match, obviously because the girl’s skin was covered in orange fur, but it was enough for Nick to see that it was Peter’s red headed girlfriend Mary Jane Watson playing hero.
How and why she had powers, Nick didn’t really know but knew it wasn’t a coincidence and somehow it was connected to Peter. Nick didn’t really like the idea but if it came down to it, he might have to play the girl against Peter to ensure his cooperation. It wasn’t the first time Nick had used a girl against a boy with neither one really knowing the whole scheme. Though this time, Nick believed that it wouldn’t matter even if either one knew what he was doing considering how active of a sex life Peter was obviously into. Nick wouldn’t admit it bit he was actually proud of that fact, that Peter was clearly no longer a virgin teenager and was proving to be quite skilled.
It did put a smile on his face when Nick imagined Peter’s father learning the fact his son was quite the player. A man of science, especially biological science, doesn’t mean he’s only interested in one thing only.
Nick did have one last thought that somewhat soured his recently found good mood and anyone who might’ve heard his outspoken thought would’ve shared in the concern that came with the thought.
“Dear God, I hope he doesn’t end up like a playboy like Tony Stark is. One highly intelligent, hard-drinking, near sex-crazed individual is hard enough to work with at times. Last thing I want to deal with is those two comparing notes or even Tony Stark somehow making Peter just like him.”

-abandoned tavern in New Jersey-

“You’ve been quiet for some time, comrade. Are you losing your nerve?”
Natasha didn’t have to look at the individual to send him an annoyed look at his words. “As I’ve said before and have said on several occasions: reporting on S.H.I.E.L.D. is not something that can be done as easily as the American teenagers who ‘blog’ on who is the cutest on internet videos.”
“Well, yes we know that but we also know you’re skills are as such that reporting on S.H.I.E.L.D. is no real challenge for you.”
Natasha turned her attention to the man directly before she replied. “No, it is not a challenge but patience is still needed. The moment even a rumor about what is being planned for the United States is ever so whispered at even a crowded public bus in the middle of Moscow, Nick will hear it somehow and will not hesitate to investigate it. I figured if there’s anyone that understands the value of patience, it would at least have been you, Abdul Al-Rahman.”
The man that the Russian super-spy was talking to was someone Natasha had only met on a handful of time but there was a reason why. Because of what was being planned, Abdul Al-Rahman was not only the contact for reporting to anything that Natasha learned was of value in regards to both America’s military secrets as well as S.H.I.E.L.D. but he was also a deadly reminder for Natasha. The woman knew that if her employers suspected her of any treachery, even for a second, Abdul was to eliminate her with extreme prejudice.
Natasha’s fighting skills weren’t legendary like Captain America’s were but they were well known and as such, even she knew she was no match against someone whose skills were easily on the same level as Captain America’s. Though Abdul didn’t have a codename, Natasha knew he was practically the Middle East’s version of Captain America in every sense.
“Oh, I have patience. I waited patiently for the chance to put an end to the infidels that seek to conquer the world under the guise of peace. My body was weak when I first saw Captain America but I was more than ready to challenge him that day when they invaded my homeland just because they didn’t want us to have a nuclear weapons program. I was told to have patience then and I learned it’s true value when my patience was finally rewarded and now, when the time comes, we will end this rule before we truly see the rise of another Julius Caesar come from this nation of Satan. And I will do so under my real name and not some false idol like Captain America.”
Both of them were wearing attire that was meant to not gain any kind of attention, to blend in with the crowds and go about just as unnoticed enough. But Natasha knew for a fact that underneath the loose clothing and trench coat, Abdul’s body had been augmented to where he could dead lift a bus without so much as breaking a sweat. It was only out of a a strange sense of curiosity that Natasha wondered who would win in a fight, Abdul or Steve.
“You do realize that this country won’t go down without a fight. Even with a team like ours, unless we achieve total and complete surprise, we could end up being the ones starting World War III and not the Americans.” Natasha said while pulling out a portable flash drive from her coat pocket and handed it over to Abdul.
“If the Americans have one thing correct, it’s the fact that history is written by the victors and this time, the true and honest victors will write the true and honest history. This is a conflict we cannot afford to lose.” Abdul said while pocketing the flash drive. “This is all the recent intelligence on S.H.I.E.L.D. activities?”
“Yes. From what I’ve read, nothing has really changed. All of Nick’s little projects are still at the same phase that they were at the last time I reported in.” Natasha replied while looking at her watch. Her current window of being out of S.H.I.E.L.D.’s surveillance was coming to an end but she still had just enough time to avoid suspicions if she left now.
“What about Nick’s little pet project, the one dealing with the teenager from Queens?”
Natasha could count how many times a statement being said out loud that actually made her stop in her tracks. In her entire career as a spy, even in training, Natasha only had to use one hand to count how many of those instances.
She was aware that Abdul noticed this and was slightly worried how he would interpret her actions.
“Could you elaborate since I didn’t see anything in the data that talked about someone from Queens.”
“I find it strange that you don’t know considering the undeniable fact you are part of the surveillance that monitors him.”
Natasha had to play this one very subtle and had to choose her words carefully. She knew Nick had plans for Peter Parker but she had plans of her own and wasn’t about to let anyone interfere with them. Neither was she about to let her other employers makes plans for him as well.
“You’re referring the one called Peter Parker?”
“And called Spider-Man as well.”
Natasha was aware that her employers might’ve known about Peter’s secret identity. But what got her curiosity the most was wondering why they were shifting their notice onto the teenager now.
“Well, I find it strange that you would care that Nick Fury has taken an interest in the teenage vigilante. There’s nothing about the individual that should warrant our attention. As the Americans say: just some kid playing hero.” Natasha was worried that her employers might focus more attention towards the teenager now but she figured she could play it off by stating that everything Nick Fury pays attention to means his attention becomes that much more divided.
“He’s playing hero but why would Nick Fury, leader of S.H.I.E.L.D., pay any attention to him? Our own intelligence of the teenager tells us he was nothing more than a typical American teenager until the accident that allowed him to become Spider-Man. Is there anything that warrants Nick Fury‘s attention and protection?”
‘So that’s what they really want to know.’ Natasha was aware that Nick was taking steps at keeping the local law enforcements from learning Spider-Man’s identity. Natasha should’ve known that when someone like Nick is pulling strings from behind the scenes, even the littlest of string and if only one time, only people like herself and her employers would notice it.
“The only things that really stand out about this particular individual is the fact he had two encounters that don’t seem like the kind of coincidence for someone like him. Nick believes that the teenager had a conversation with both Logan and Bruce Banner but as to what was said, it is unclear.”
“Hmm…the Wolverine and the Hulk. One whose been around longer than most and had seen the most while the other when not transformed is one of the premier scientists in the whole world. Yes, I can see now why Nick Fury would take an interest in the teenager now.”
Natasha wanted to let out a sigh but kept her composure, knowing that if she did anything else, Abdul might be given a suspicion that she couldn’t afford at the moment. Natasha watched the man clearly think over the facts he was given about and waited for his response. However, Natasha had a feeling what the man was going to say after he reviewed the facts. It’ll be a half-truth at best, like everyone else she had ever worked for who doesn’t want her to know too much of their true plans.
“I will report this back but I’m sure we both know what will be asked of you. Will it be a problem?” Abdul said while getting up from his spot at the bar countertop.
“No. Hasn’t been and I doubt it will be.” Natasha said while leaving the abandoned establishment and began heading back to her residence. Though she kept her composure the same as she always had with each of the meetings, Natasha knew that Abdul was given some suspicions regardless of what he was told.
It was a dangerous game she was playing at the moment, working for two different sides while working her own angle on the situation. What made it so dangerous was the fact that anyone who knew the angle she was working wouldn’t see any kind of pay off that would justify the risks she was taking.
It was one thing to recruit someone like Captain America, Iron Man, Thor to their side because of their status as well as the simple fact as to who these men were. But Spider-Man, while clearly showing unbelievable and possible unlimited potential, wasn’t anywhere near those three at the moment. It was possible he could be trained to be the ultimate assassin and/or spy but that’s about all she could see at the moment.
Somehow, as best as Natasha could describe it, she felt angered since now someone else was after her target and that notion easily caught her attention.
As she walked, Natasha again had to ask herself why she was so fixated on the teenager. There wasn’t much about him that caught her attention if it was anyone else but somehow he was different. How so was the question Natasha couldn’t seem to answer.
Unconsciously, Natasha touched the area on her neck where the teenager bit her when they first met. Strangely it felt like a lifetime ago since that night and yet it has been no more than a couple of months. Maybe it was some kind of weird rivalry because of her being called the Black Widow and him being Spider-Man. Like he was making everyone think spiders weren’t things to be feared.
Or was it something else?
It was that question that was bothering her the most. Being a spy, Natasha knew how dangerous it was to have questions about oneself even when she wasn’t on a mission.
For several nights, especially after seeing the recent video surveillance footage of Peter engaged in an orgy, Natasha’s dreams had been geared towards more erotic scenes with her and the teenager in them.
And those dreams were starting to have more of an effect on her physically.
Her training period in the Red Room had taught her many things and one of those was how to control the urges of the body and remain focused on the mission. However, Natasha also remembered learning some ‘tricks’ whenever it required of her to perform acts of seduction. Before now, Natasha never used those tricks as much as she does now. Also, being able to achieve release was becoming more and more difficult.
To Natasha, it was as if her body was turning against her in that it wanted Peter’s touch and soon.
The red haired woman could already feel her body starting warm up again and if she didn’t do something real soon, Natasha figured she might just pass out from exhausting from just trying to take care of the ’itch’. Right now, she was considering asking for ‘help’ from her Ultimates teammates. Either Tony Stark or Thor would be an acceptable choice at this moment and if it did happen, it wouldn’t get on Nick Fury’s attention too much.
At that moment, walking past an electronic/TV store, there was something that immediately got her attention.
“…continuing our coverage the yesterday’s daylight robbery of the Metro First National Bank, it has been confirmed that the person behind the heist is none other than the infamous Spider-Man.”
Again, this was one of those instances where it actually made Natasha stop dead in her tracks. Judging by the small group of bystanders in front of the main window of the tech store, the news had been reporting this for some time now.
Natasha got closer and began listening on both the TV and the conversation being carried by the people watching the report.
“Guess the Daily Bugle was right all along.” one man said.
“Yeah but robbing a bank in the day time? With his abilities, wouldn’t it be easier to rob a bank a night?” another man said.
“Hey, the punk thinks that since no one has seen his face, only the mask, he can still pull off the robbery and no one will think twice.” A third man said.
“Think twice about what?” A woman asked.
“That he’s more dangerous than the average gang banger with a couple of machine guns. Like all cocky punks, he figures no one will be dumb enough to take him on.” the third man replied.
“Looks like this is the beginning of a superhuman crime wave.” Another woman said.
“How long before you think those Ultimates get in on this? I mean, won’t they do something to stop him or let Spider-Man run wild for the local police to decide?” A fourth man spoke.
“You actually think those so called Free World Protectors will do anything? You saw Thor practically tore apart those cops during that ‘peaceful’ protest. Who’s to say that Thor might not do the same, start forcing his rule because he doesn’t like the fact that people are listening to his tree-hugging hippies?” the third man said.
No sooner was that said did the group started making sounds of agreement.
Natasha had to keep herself from actually laughing at the people’s remark. Mostly at how easy it was for the common person of a major city to give into paranoia. The social media networks loved to play to the people’s fear just for the simple sake of getting ratings. Right now, there was no doubt in Natasha’s mind that their ratings were going up.
From the video clips of the robbery, it was clear that it was an imposter that was committing the crime. The man was wearing a costume like Spider-Man’s and when it showed the man leaving, not once was there a web line fired which would have easily allowed for a much better escape than running on foot.
More proof for Natasha that America was a land filled with idiots that barely know how to just breathe at times. If it wasn’t for that well established fact, Natasha could see all the Americans walking around with headphones on telling them to ‘breath in and breath out’ each day of their bloated American lifestyles lives.
Sure this was the Russian part of her speaking but it wasn’t just the Russians that believed this to be true. Hence this was the reason why she had joined an operation to take down the United States of America.
It was then that Natasha had a weird thought enter into her mind, a possible answer as to why she was so fixated on the teenager Peter Parker. In some unknown and quite strange way, maybe Natasha had found one American worth saving from the damned legacy the rest of the country has created.
Suddenly, Natasha felt rather different, almost better. Like she had finally found a reason to protect Peter Parker, a better reason than before.

-Queens, Parker household-

As the events of the world continued to play by outside actions, Peter Parker was dealing with the events that had come into play from his own actions. It had been two days since the agreement/orgy with the girls and so far, things seemed to be working.
The details of the agreement had finally been hammered out, after all the hammering Peter could do on his own with the girls afterwards.
For starters, for a team to actually become a team, they would need a name. Much like how the Ultimates, the Fantastic Four, and the X-Men had a name that pretty much defined them. Lana came up with the name Thunderbolts and said the reason for that was three of its four members could throw energy projectiles.
Peter might’ve not agreed to the name but after Jessica told them she had a kind of ‘venom blast’, he was more inclined after that. The former duo crime team, the Bombshells, also said that they would easily need new costumes so no one would be quick to assume some sort of scam or con game was being played on the public at large.
That was when Mary Jane Watson proposed the idea that she and Liz Allen would create new costumes for the other three. It did surprise Peter in learning that the red head had such skills but it surprised him even more when Liz admitted she had such skills as well. Both girls said that since fashion was pretty much a core element to being a teenage girl, sooner or later some sewing skills would be developed. With that pretty much decided, it came down to point on how the new costumes would be made.
Peter didn’t like the idea that the material for the costumes would be paid for from some of the money that Lana and Lori had stolen beforehand. But Lori reminded Peter that in order for the plan to even get started, since one point was to find a home for Jessica Drew for the time being, they had to use such funds. Peter did ask how much stolen money Lori was holding but was still surprised when she said it was near 3 to 4 million dollars. He also asked that if they had that much money, why they were still robbing places.
Lori’s reply was succinct. “It was for rainy days.”
Lana followed up with her mother’s response by saying, “You always need the right kind of clothes for a rainy day.”
So for the time being, Jessica was going to live with the mother and daughter Baumgartner. They were also going to be moving closer to Peter’s neighborhood so whenever there was a need for a meeting, everyone involved could reach the place in time. There were several places that suit their needs but nothing was decided yet. Peter decided to let Lori handle that as a sign of trust for her. He knew all the girls, Mary Jane, Liz, Jessica, Lori, and Lana did agree with this plan but it would mean nothing if he didn’t show that he trusted them.
That and Peter also had the feeling that Lori would go for a house that had an extra large bedroom or a room that could be turned into one.
Another thing Peter should’ve remembered about the whole concept of trust was that it was the proverbial two way street. While Peter wanted the girls to trust him, he was wondering if he could trust himself in his current situation which he knew almost any straight guy out of his high school would kill to have happen to them. Right now, Peter studying with a classmate in the house’s living room.
A girl classmate to be exact by the name of Gwen Stacy.
Peter remembered the first time he met Gwen and how she not only had an interesting view of the world but was practically the only person Peter had ever met that actually went out of their way to stand up for him. Sure she did it with a knife and pointed it Kong but in Peter’s view, that still counts. From what Peter was later told by Liz was that Kong had said that he had figured out that Peter was Spider-Man. When Kong tried to prove it both Liz and Flash, in the end it was Flash who had coaxed Kong into trying to prove it.
Peter knew that ever since that one time after he was bitten by that spider and Kong tried to kick him in the butt, like he usually did as part of his life-long effort to torment him, it ended with Peter flipping Kong right on his back like he was light a stick.
Peter knew it was going to be an issue with Kong and Flash, how they enjoyed tormenting him and being Spider-Man seemed to make it a little worse. At the very least, Flash would simply forget and go back to being the stereotypical high school jock that he was. But with Kong, Peter saw at the moment that he wasn’t still going on about whether Peter was Spider-Man or not. But Peter suspected that Kong still had his suspicions despite having ‘proven’ he had no special strengths or whatnot. He would have to play it relatively cool with the proverbial school scene for the time and hope Kong would move one and forget.
In a way, Liz and Mary Jane were like Peter’s spies among the cliques that reside in the territory known as high school. Both girls promised to keep an eye and ear out if anyone else started hinting at the possibility of Peter Parker being Spider-Man. Peter did find it amusing how both girls did tell him that there was a growing majority among the female population of the high school that was showing more than a passing interest in Spider-Man. It was Liz that reminded Peter, after giving a quick kick to his shins, that he already had girls in his life and didn’t need to go hunting for more.
When the dust settled from that nonsense, the end result was having a new girl in Peter’s life. A girl that was tough but only because her life was being extra tough on her at the moment.
Peter could see that Gwen was obviously going through some issue with her family, her father being a high ranking police officer and her mother barely being around. Even Peter knew that kind of parental setting would make it hard for those that want to be a family and it was clear to him that if Gwen’s mom was like what she said she was, it wouldn’t be long before Gwen’s mother left the scene entirely.
Aunt May was a caring individual, probably one of the few left in the world that cared and asked for nothing in return, so it really came no surprise to Peter that Aunt May extended a hand to Gwen when the teenage girl showed up one night and flat out asked if it would be alright if she could kill herself on their front lawn. Peter had no real idea how to handle the situation at the time but Aunt May somehow knew and managed help the trouble teen. With late-night serving of her home cooked special eggs breakfast no less.
Peter figured what Aunt May had done was enough to help ease the situation between Gwen and her father. He also figured it was the reason why Aunt May had agreed to this particular arrangement in the first place. It was still quite a surprise for Peter when he got home late one night and saw a police car in front of his home. The surprise changed from worry to dumbstruck when Peter saw Gwen sleeping on the living room couch and her father talking to his aunt in the kitchen.
Gwen’s father, George Stacy, was invited to a police convention in Atlantic City. He was going to be gone for at least a week, maybe more and didn’t want his daughter to be home alone that entire time. Typically, a teenager left alone at home was one thing that most parents worry about but Gwen’s case was atypical and after thinking it over, Peter didn’t have a problem with it.
Well, not a moral problem at least but he was starting to have a physical one. There was no argument that Gwen Stacy was quite the looker as well as the fact she was something of a rebel. Even before Peter became Spider-Man, even a nerd like him knew that kind of a girl was both exceptional rare and hot at the same time.
It was something that didn’t go unnoticed by both Mary Jane and Liz when Peter told them about the living situation. Again, Liz kicked Peter in his shin, no thanks to his spider-sense, and was told to not do anything with Gwen. Mary Jane gave a look that Peter had never really seen before and despite his attempt to calm the red headed tiger girl by saying Gwen was only staying with him and his aunt for a week at best, his spider-sense seemed to go off just by having Mary Jane staring angrily at him.
“Just don’t do anything with her…that you haven’t done with us.” Mary Jane said to Peter before leaving with Liz following right behind her.
So, sitting across the table reading the same study assignment as himself was a hot blonde rebel. A girl that was giving Peter some trouble in trying to focus on the textbook in front of him and not her bust size which was above average in Peter’s opinion.
“I thought Mary Jane was going to study with us tonight?” Gwen asked, her eyes still focused on her own textbook.
“Um…not sure. She might’ve had something else come up or forgot.” Peter replied but he had a feeling of what might be the real reason why MJ wasn’t with them.
Considering the fact that he had already had sex with five different girls, Mary Jane included, Peter knew he was already pushing his luck. There was no question he cared for both Mary Jane and Liz but there was some question about Jessica, Lori and Lana. With Mary Jane and Liz, he knew them and could understand why they both became intimate but with the other girls, the intimacy felt more, for currently lack of a better word, primal. The most basic of desire that Peter knew a male member of the human race would have for the opposite gender and it kind of galled him that the science nerd in him couldn‘t come up with a better reasoning or explanation.
Peter’s gaze on Gwen easily told him that the girl was indeed wearing a bra but the material of her shirt was thin enough to where one could see the outline of it. Especially when her chest moved in sync with her breathing. Peter easily imagined the girl wearing silk bra and panties considering the fact that what she usually wore at school. Hell, Gwen might be wearing only something that could barely be considered a thong since Peter remembered seeing her bend over and the pants Gwen was wearing really didn’t show that she had undergarments underneath them.
Already the voice inside of Peter’s mind was telling him to bite this girl, to make her part of his harem. What was stopping him was the fact that Aunt May was in the kitchen at the moment and could easily walk in on either Peter making out with Gwen or sinking his fangs into her neck area like the voice was telling him to do. Of all the challenges Peter had faced recently, somehow this felt like the greatest because of the restrain he was keeping on himself.
‘Man, gotta do something soon or else I know I’m gonna jump right over this table and take Gwen.’ Peter thought to himself, hoping for something to take his mind off of the blonde in front of him.
Peter would remember this point in time as a prime example of the old saying: be careful for what you wish for.
Aunt May had the small portable tv in the kitchen on when a new bulletin came on. Everyone in the household had their attention switch over to what was being said when someone said the name “Spider-Man”,
“Huh? Did they say Spider-Man?” Peter asked before going to the living room’s tv and turning it on to the news channel.
‘…If you’re just tuning in, there’s a bank robbery that has now quickly turned into a hostage situation. The police have confirmed it’s Spider-Man who is holding several people at gun point. So far, one person has been confirmed shot but his injuries aren’t life threatening.”
Peter and Gwen were now both watching a helicopter’s viewpoint of the bank where ‘Spider-Man’ was holding people hostage. Peter knew that there was someone running around in a costume like his in order to rob places. Mostly because his boss at the Daily Bugle was so ecstatic over the new he had a late edition printed with the headline “Spider-Man: Criminal” so there was no real way Peter could NOT have known.
But if this was going down now, Peter figured this was his best chance to both capture the criminal and clear his friendly neighborhood name.
“Hey Gwen, I’m gonna head over to MJ’s house, see if she’s there and see if she’s coming over or not. OK?” Peter said but was already out the door before Gwen could respond.
Peter had long since become used to the fact of wearing his Spider-Man outfit underneath his regular clothing. Being a full body suit that was practically skintight, Peter thought of it as long john underwear that people sometimes wear during the winter time. Peter also had enough practice in quickly putting both his mask and web shooters on so he would lose his stride in running to the alley.
Once in the alley, Peter, now as Spider-Man, began making his way to the city to confront the faker who was smearing his good name.

-25 minutes later-

‘Damn, that did not go as I had imagined. What the Hell am I saying? I never imagined being SHOT before!’ Peter yelled inside his mind while holding his shoulder that had very recently taken a bullet.
It didn’t take long for Peter to get to the bank where the fake Spider-Man was reportedly at. Peter figured that a big entrance might prove that there were two costumes to the public, a real Spider-Man and an a bank-robbing imposter.
Unfortunately, no sooner did he land in front of the building with the spotlights on him did several police officers immediately open fire upon him. Another unfortunate aspect was the fact that Peter was clinging to a large window for the bank that used it for natural lighting in their lobby. A hail of police bullets easily destroyed the glass and made Peter fall the ground. The final strike against Peter was before he landed, one of the cops managed to hit him in the shoulder area. The pain easily crippled Peter long enough for the cops to swarm and begin arresting him. Though he was injured, Peter still had more than enough strength to both break the policemen’s grip as well as the handcuffs that were just slapped onto his wrists.
Peter knew he had to keep moving, especially when his spider-sense warned him of more incoming dangers. The police on the ground and even in a nearby helicopter opened fired on him again. Peter didn’t think police used automatic weapons but he quickly deduced that the SWAT team must’ve came to the scene heavily armed just for him. If he had time, Peter might find it rather flattering that the police was going so far to take him out.
Instead, Peter focused solely on escaping.
With his agility and speed, Peter managed to avoid getting shot again but that didn’t mean the police weren’t going to follow him.
Right now, Peter was hiding in a city alley to avoid being spotted by several patrol copters that was looking for him. They knew he was wounded and they also ’knew’ he had just robbed a bank and was fleeing with the stolen money. Peter also knew that the cop or cops that brought him down would easily be seen as heroes to the city and that alone would be extra incentive to either capture or kill him.
Taking a look at his wounded shoulder, Peter could at least tell the bullet went through. Peter didn’t know much about ballistics but he hoped that it was true in that it was better to have a bullet go through than remain inside the target’s body. He was bleeding rather badly in both of the entrance and exit of the wound. He also hoped that his makeshift bandage with his webs would hold but it certainly wasn’t what he really needed at the moment.
Peter knew he needed immediate medical help but he also knew hospitals reported anyone entering their buildings with a gunshot wound. It was clear that the second some nurse saw him, they would know he had been shot and there was nothing he could say or do to convince them otherwise. The only medical knowledge Peter had about such things was to cauterize the wound to at least stop the bleeding.
Trying to figure out what his next move could be, Peter notice where he had run to and realized he wasn’t too far from where the Baumgartners and Jessica were currently at.
‘Oh please tell me they haven’t moved yet.’ Peter thought to himself before getting back on the rooftops and web swinging to his new destination. It wasn’t easy since he was use to using both arms while web swinging but he had his injured arm in web-sling. The surge of adrenaline along with the pain did in fact make Peter’s one-arm web swing more effective which he was definitely thankful for. Peter also made sure that he wasn’t making any long swings since he knew it could easily catch someone’s attention and that’s the last thing he wanted right now.
While Peter was making his way to the mother and daughter, said couple had been watching the news about the robbery and of course the sudden pursuit of Spider-Man.
“Seriously, did we just fucking see that?” Lana said while making a hand gesture towards the TV while looking at both her mother and her new roommate.
“Language, young girl.” Lori told her daughter but she knew that all three of them were deeply concerned by what they had just saw.
“We just saw Peter get shot on live, if not fucking national, tv and you’re worried about my choice of fucking words?! The goddamn cops are going to hunt him down and put a bullet into his fucking thick skull and we all fucking know it! This is the shitty excuse that they’ve been waiting and they are certainly not going to let Peter get away.”
“They haven’t caught him yet. It’ll be okay.” Jessica was trying her best to ease the situation but clearly she wasn’t doing as good of a job as she hoped.
“OKAY?! This is the exact opposite of okay! This anything BUT fucking okay! That asshole of an idiot Peter told us that we might end up being hunted because we’re so fucking different than the average dickless Joe! Can’t he see that by going out tonight, he gave all of those fuckers a perfect excuse to pump loads of lead in his ass?!”
Lana wanted to do something, so badly to even blast something that both of her hands were glowing very intensely. It took about a full minute before Lana managed to calm herself down just enough to power down. Lori saw this and let out a sigh when her daughter managed to get control of herself again.
Lana was clearly mad but only her mother knew what, or who, she was mad at. Honestly, Lori was probably just as mad since like Lana and Jessica, she watched the part where news had caught the part where Spider-Man had been shot. It wasn’t clear right away that Peter was shot in the shoulder so all three girls assumed that he had been shot dead. When it was showed that Peter was still alive, there was only a brief moment of relief before they watch as the police tried to arrest Spider-Man.
Lori herself was worried and mad at Peter at the same time. The mature woman figured the teenager Jessica was more worried than mad when she saw her expression. It was clear all three of them were very much worried to say the least. It was unclear where Spider-Man had been shot so the three females had nothing to do but worry until they learned otherwise.
All three girls already had images in their mind that after Peter had escaped, he was laying somewhere, bleeding out or the cops cornered him and finished him off. So fixated where they that none of them noticed Peter climbing to the balcony until he practically dropped to the floor once he entered into the room.
“Peter!” Jessica was the first to yell after realizing who it was that stumbled into the penthouse. With her enhanced speed, Jessica was right next to Peter in an second with Lori and Lana right behind her.
Without much hesitation, Peter was quickly moved to the living room’s couch where Lori had ripped off Peter’s mask. Once she was sure he was both alive and still breathing, Lori felt the need to voice her current feelings at the teenage superhero.
“What the Hell were you thinking, letting yourself get shot?” Lori said while looking at the bloody mess that was Peter’s shoulder.
“What can I say? Sometimes the police get lucky.” Peter managed to say while groaning in pain.
“You’re fucking lucky it wasn’t a headshot, you supremely stupid-as-all-shit-for-brains!” Lana replied while coming back with a towel so as to apply onto Peter’s wound. Jessica had just come from the bathroom as well with everything from the medicine cabinet in hand.
There were some items that they could use but overall, what they had on hand could only treat a bad cut, least of all a gunshot wound.
“We need more than this. Where’s the nearest pharmacy?” Jessica asked.
“Fuck the pharmacy, we need to get him to the hospital!” Lana replied, practically ready to run anywhere because of her strong desire to do something other than just stand and watch Peter bleed out on the couch.
“Lana, think for a moment!” Lori said, trying her best to keep a level head at the moment. “The moment we show up with Peter and tell them he’s been shot, the hospital will have to notify the police. Add the fact that the police have definitely sent out an APB to all city hospitals to report anyone coming in with a gunshot wound or any other suspicious activity. ”
“Which is why I came here. I can’t exactly go back to my Aunt May’s home either.” Peter added which left both Jessica and Lana scrambling on what exactly they could do other than let Peter continue to bleed on the couch. “Look, go to the nearby drugstore and get some extra bandages and antiseptic medicine.”
“How the fuck is that shit going to treat a gunshot wound?” Lana asked.
“It’ll treat the wound afterwards.” Peter said before he looked over to Jessica. It took a moment before the teenager got the idea Peter had.
“You can’t be serious. Peter, I’ve never even remotely done anything like that.” Jessica said, wondering if Peter was being delusional because of blood loss.
“What? What are you two talking about?” Lori asked, a sudden feeling of dread growing inside of her.
Lana thought about it for a moment and quickly remembered what else Jessica could do other than have similar abilities like Peter possessed. “Holy fucking shit! You want her to cauterize the wound? Are you that completely fucking insane?!”
Once the other girls got the idea of what Peter wanted Jessica to do, the tirade of how dangerous and reckless it was of a plan. Peter waited for about minute, to let the three girls get out of their system just how insane the plan was, before he spoke up.
“I’m not asking you to blast the wound. Just call on you powers so as to turn your hand, or rather your finger into a cauterizer.”
“But the last time I used it, I practically blasted a man’s face off. I mean, I’ve been trying to control it but overall, all I can do is blast things. I cannot do anything as fine as what you want me to do.” Jessica replied.
“I trust you.” Peter said with a level of seriousness he had rarely used in his life.
The second Jessica heard that, a growing part of her felt like she could do anything. It was like all doubts she had or would have been erased. Never before, even with her own parents and teachers, had Jessica ever been instilled with such a sense of confidence. Whatever the reasons for this new confidence that Peter had given her, and somehow Jessica knew it was Peter alone that did it, the teenager agreed to the idea.
Doing her best to focus her energies in her hands, Jessica had her left index finger glow. While Lori and Lana still expressed their doubts and worries about this idea, Peter did his best to prepare himself for came next. Peter could feel the heat, or energy but couldn’t really tell the difference at the moment, when Jessica had her finger just about the wound itself. After giving Jessica a quick nod to proceed, Peter clenched his jaw and let out the loudest groan of pain yet in response to the entry wound being seared closed.
As much as all of them present wished that was it, the exit wound had to be taken care of as well. When Peter recovered enough to endure it again, Lori helped propped up Peter so Jessica could finish her task. Again, the whole penthouse was filled with the sound of Peter groaning in pain. Though the wound was cauterized, the fresh smell of seared flesh wasn’t something all three girls weren’t accustomed to, even Jessica with her recent experience.
“Goddamn, does that stink!” Lana said while doing her best to air away the smell while not trying to gag at the same time. “I seriously fucking hope that this shit isn’t something we’re going have to deal with on a regular fucking basis.”
“Please, will you keep you language in check, Lana? And by the way, we still have a drugstore to go to.” Lori said while taking her daughter’s hand and practically dragged her out of the penthouse.
Jessica watched as the mother and daughter left in a hurry, all the while the daughter still cussing up an impressive storm. The teenager knew that until things were settled with Norman Osborn, she would have to live with the two. So far, even though it has been a couple of days, Jessica started to wonder if Lana would ever have a day yet where she didn’t swear. In a way, Jessica did somewhat agree with the statement Lana said about this being a regular basis.
Returning her attention back to Peter, Jessica saw that his breathing was returning to normal but his skin was showing sign of paleness. Possibly because of both the blood loss and the recent exposure to the pain of try to treat his wound. It was hard to tell if Peter was sleeping or not but Jessica decided not to disturb him at the moment.
Doing her best, Jessica used the bandages that were on hand to cover up the wound. It wasn’t much but it would have to do until the other two got back with fresh supplies. Peter didn’t stir while Jessica applied the medicine and so decided to let him rest for the time being. When Jessica reached for the upper parts of Peter’s Spider-Man uniform, her eyes couldn’t help but lock onto the bloodstained area of his shirt.
It was a clear reminder to Jessica of several things.
How real it was that people like her, changed her will, would be treated because of easily the people fear those like her. Jessica knew Peter did what he did because of what he believed in despite the fact the public saw him as a criminal when he first made his public appearance. It also reminded Jessica how dangerous being a superhero/vigilante would be which made her rethink her decision to be part of the newly formed team.
The last thing Jessica was reminded when seeing the bloodstained clothing was the fact how Peter wasn’t going to stop. As much as she knew Peter, Jessica felt she knew enough about him in that he would still risk his life even if it meant on the off chance he would be there for someone when they would need help the most.
Jessica wasn’t sure how Lori and Lana truly felt about the idea of becoming heroes, even though they did agree to it. But if anything, Jessica felt that she could do no less than Peter did. Norman Osborn had basically violated her and though she now has meta-human abilities because of his experiments, Jessica felt she had a responsibility that was as serious as Peter’s. The OZ serum created both of them and in a strange way as Jessica saw it, it was her and Peter’s responsibility to ensure that the legacy of the serum had positive effect on the world.
Jessica remembered something interesting from her history class. That the creation of the Gatling Gun was made by a Civil War-Era triage doctor. The intent behind it was so that it could end the fight on the battlefield quicker than with the current standard of weapons.
Now a new weapon was created and so far the only positive aspect of it was her and Peter. And that would quickly change once Norman began mass-producing the OZ serum and, even worse yet, sold it to nations across the world.
Truth be told, it wasn’t a smart decision to be a hero but Jessica knew it was the right decision to stand up against those who would hurt the innocent and see it as nothing more than stepping on an ant on the sidewalk.
Jessica looked at Peter before speaking out loud but mostly to herself. “I guess it’s the nature of a spider to be a kind of check and balance to the world. We’re feared but what we hunt cannot be allowed to run wild or the world will suffer.”
Getting close enough, Jessica whispered to Peter before placing a tender kiss on his lips. “Spiders hunt alone but I’ll always stand by you, Peter.”
Jessica wasn’t sure but she could’ve sworn she saw a smile form on Peter’s lips after she said that to him. Maybe he wasn’t as passed out as Jessica assumed he was.
It wasn’t long after that when Lori and Lana returned with the extra supplies. In fact, it turned out that they were in such a hurry to get the supplies that the amount of bandages they came back with was enough to mummify Peter almost twice. Once the wound was wrapped up as best all three girls knew how, Lori told Lana and Jessica to take Peter home. Peter had told them while they redid his bandages that he had essentially snuck out of the house and that if he didn’t return soon, Aunt May might end up calling the police.
Peter knew it would be hard enough to come up with a convincible cover story but with a couple of teenager from his school, he would have a better chance in getting Aunt May to believe it.
When the three teenagers arrived at Peter’s home, Peter told Aunt May that he had gone to Mary Jane’s house at first but rant into some friends from school and lost track of time. Aunt May was a little suspicious of Peter’s explanation, especially since Peter wasn’t wearing the same clothes he had on before he left earlier. Luckily, and a bit unfortunately, Lana jumped in and said that Peter’s clothes got dirty because of some ‘strenuous activities’ to which Lana gave Peter a rather obvious wink.
Jessica saw Peter’s expression change to a bright red with his aunt’s expression becoming very much more suspicious of her nephew. Jessica had to keep herself from laughing hard when the blonde teenager who had been listening in decided to add her two cents.
“So, it was code when you said you were going over to Mary Jane’s house. Why not just openly admit you’re going to your girlfriend’s house for a late night snack?” Gwen said before looking between both Lana and Jessica. “Then again, which girlfriend did you go and see?”
Jessica knew the blonde was only hinting at Peter having a possible relationship with either her or Lana. What made her want to laugh was how close this blonde girl was to the truth. And if they could handle it should they ever learn Peter had multiple partners.
Though still suspicious, no thanks in part to Lana added in some intimate hints and even Jessica throwing in the hint that Peter had the both of them in sex, Aunt May accepted the story and thanked the girls for bringing Peter home. The girls were only three feet out of the front door before they both started to laugh when they heard Gwen say how Mary Jane might be jealous if she knew Peter had two girls on the side.
“If that girl only knew the kind of fucking stallion Peter is.” Lana said to Jessica while laughing.
Though the laugh was genuine, it was more of a tension breaker for the two which was quite fortunately undetected by both Aunt May and Gwen.
However, Gwen did barely hear the part about Peter being a stallion though she doubted her ears since it didn’t seem to her that Peter would be regarded as such. Gwen knew Peter was a good guy, smart too but she also knew he didn’t deserve to be treated like a high school bully statistic especially when Flash Thompson’s sidekick Kenny ‘Kong’ MacFarlane kicked him when Peter’s back was turned. Since no one else was going to do anything about it, Gwen took action which almost got her expelled but at least showed the rest of the student body someone willing to stick up for those that get preyed on.
Since it was already late, Peter had no problem going to bed but knew the following morning wasn’t going to be easy since it was still a school week. He didn’t know how long it would take for his wound to heal even with his healing factor being somewhat enhanced. Peter also knew that he still had a imposter running around and there’s no way he was caught because of the recent chaotic events.
So the question for Peter was how he could track down the imposter with one arm temporarily out of commission while at the same time maintaining the act that he wasn’t just recently shot.
Because of the pain, recent loss of blood and overall exhaustion, Peter’s mind was becoming sluggish and any thought he had been becoming less coherent. Peter only hoped that he would feel better in the morning or at least his wounded shoulder area would hurt less if anything.
Unfortunately, when morning came, the pain from his shoulder was still as bad, if not worse. Peter also felt he had half the energy he normally had. If his biology was accurate, Peter knew his body was diverting essential energy to help with the healing process and that meant he was in no condition to go in search of the fake Spider-Man.
Hell, Peter knew that at his current state, it would just be a challenge to get through the school week at the very least. Flash and Kong may not have tormented him recently but all it would take is one of those jerks to pull some kind of crap and it would be clear to almost all that Peter had a serious injury.
Liz Allen and Mary Jane Watson accompanied Peter to school, all the while grilling him for information about what happened last night. Peter was definitely thankful that Gwen had left early to take care of some school issues but it was still hard trying to answer Liz and Mary Jane’s questions without causing them to panic. Even Peter knew there was no real way to simply say ’I was shot’ and not cause those that knew him to become deeply worried about him. And that was only two of the five girls in Peter’s life. He still had no idea how to calm the other three, especially Lana since Peter felt she would be the one to really rip into him for what happened.
Though Peter was right that Liz was worried about him, Mary Jane was the one who was both worried for Peter and angry at herself because of what happened last night. Mary Jane had decided to keep her new form a secret for the time being, training herself so as to better understand what she can do with her new abilities. Right now, Mary Jane felt that if she had gone with Peter that night, he might’ve not gotten shot and the imposter would be in police custody.
The teenage girl had speculated other possible outcomes if she had gone with Peter but all she felt was that she should have been there.
Mary Jane made the decision to redouble her efforts to master her new form. Once she knew what she could do, Mary Jane would introduce what the internet media was now calling her: Tigra.
The day seemed to drag on more than usual. But Peter figured that it was because of his current health status and it didn‘t help matters that the class he was in had a teacher that made you want to watch paint dry. With his senses mainly focused on the pain he was feeling, Peter could barely register the fact he was getting weaker and even paler as time passed.
“Mr. Parker. Are you feeling alright?” the teacher asked when he noticed Peter was barely participating in class.
As much as Peter wanted to play off that he was feeling alright, his common sense got the better of him.
“Actually, no. I’m not feeling all that hot right now.” Peter replied. He wasn’t even aware that he had been holding his shoulder the entire in class.
The teacher had seen his fair share of those who were sick and those who were faking it. It was clear to him that Peter wasn’t faking it. “You better head to the nurse’s office. The last thing this school needs is a student passing out in class and it looks like you’re about too.”
Peter muster whatever strength he had to pick himself up and began walking towards the school’s nurse’s office. When he left, Peter could feel the concern gaze coming from Mary Jane since she had the same class as he did. Peter already knew what was going through Mary Jane’s mind especially since he was having similar thoughts as well. The second the nurse checked him out, she would see his bandaged shoulder and ask a bunch of questions that Peter knew he couldn’t answer convincingly enough.
‘I gotta be insane right now.’ Peter thought to himself as he walked down the school’s corridors. ’I come to school pretending everything’s fine when I did what could be considered by any normal doctor as Third World triage on my shoulder. The possibility of it being infected is great not to mention how suspicious the whole situation is to begin with should someone take a glance at my shoulder.’
When Peter took the corridor that lead to the nurse’s office, he walked past his assigned locker and noticed it was open but just slightly.
‘Great. I’m betting it’s Flash again. Seriously, does Flash have nothing better to do in his life than mess with anything of mine? I mean, does his life suck that much he’s got to make other’s equally if not more miserable?’ Peter thought to himself as he went to his locker to see what was taken now.
When he opened the door, Peter was surprised to see a piece of paper taped inside with his name on it. His curiosity managed to make Peter forget about the pain in his shoulder.
When he opened up the note it said: “Black Van in parking lot. I’ll take care of the shoulder.”
Peter’s first instinct was to ignore the note but there was the obvious question on who else would know about his shoulder. Again, his curiosity got the better of him and Peter made the decision to do what the letter said.
Once he made sure none of the school security saw him leave the building, Peter saw in the school’s parking lot the only black van and cautiously made his way to it.
‘Well, my spider-sense isn’t going off. So far, doesn’t seem someone wants to pounce on me from the van. Heh, with my luck, maybe it’s the cop that shot me who’s waiting in the van. Be the perfect way to end this day.’ Peter thought to himself as he got closer to the van.
Before he could knock on the sliding door of the van, it opened up to reveal a very pretty woman.
“Peter Parker?” the woman asked.
“Yeah?” Peter wasn’t sure but he had seen this person before somewhere.
“My name’s Janet Van Dyne. A friend of friend sent me.”
After hearing her name, Peter realized where he had seen her before. “You’re The Wasp, aren’t you?”
“Yup. Card carrying member of the Ultimates. The gang and I were watching tv last night and saw what happened to you. Gotta say, tough breaks on that with the cops.” Janet said while motioning for Peter to enter into the van.
Once Peter was inside and Janet closed the door behind him, Peter felt as though his spider-sense was going off. He wasn’t sure why but he felt as though this woman was a threat to him but at the same time wasn’t a threat. It was a new response from his spider-sense that Peter couldn’t accurately describe at the moment.
“Anyways, when we saw you got hit in the shoulder, we figured you might need a doctor who specializes in genetics and makes house calls.”
“The guy who sent you, was it Nick Fury?” Peter had heard about the man but he also figured what was said to the public was nothing more than the proverbial fluff piece   Something to make the public believe in one thing while something else was going on entirely.
Overall, Peter didn’t feel like he should trust Nick Fury. Especially since it was clear he knew that he was Spider-Man. It also made Peter think that there might be a connection between Nick Fury and Norman Osborn which did worry him a bit.
“Yeah. Gotta say, the man’s been keeping an eye on you for some time now. Not sure why, maybe for recruitment when you’re old enough or some other reason.” Janet said while pulling out what looked like several different medical instruments and chemical vials. “Now then, lets take a look at that shoulder.”
Peter reluctantly removed his shirt for Janet. Once removed, Janet removed the bandages and examined the wound thoroughly.
“Looks like you tried to cauterize the wound. Have to say, it looks to be healing rather nicely. Do you have an increased cellular chemokine interleuken-8 or IL-8?” Janet asked.
With her hands on his skin, Peter felt himself begin to heat up as well as his mind starting to lose some of it’s focus. “I, uh, got bit by a spider.”
“Do you have an increased healing factor?” Janet said more plainly.
“I’m fairly sure that I do. I haven’t been able to do decent molecular research since my microscope has only 4 DIN objectives.”
“I see. I remember having one of those not too long ago.” Janet replied while loading a hypodermic injector gun with a red colored solution. “Well, in any case, this should help you heal even faster.”
“What exactly is that?” Peter was starting to get more wearily of the woman, especially with his spider-sense still going off. Not to mention the fact that the woman was gaining the attention of another part of Peter Parker.
“Strangely enough, some scientists had discovered a chemical in chickens called ‘cCAF’ that can increase the healing time in humans. One of the things I’ve been working on in my free time is specific genetic cocktail based on the synthesis of the patient’s own blood sample and the chemokines. In short, I whipped up an interesting cocktail from your very own, very unique, blood sample.” Janet said while swabbing a spot on Peter’s arm with alcohol before pressing the hypodermic gun up against the spot and pulling the trigger.
“Ouch. How were you able to calibrate this particular serum since you said half of it is based on my blood and I know I haven’t given you or anyone else a blood sample lately.”
“Wow, cute and smart. That’s a rare combination in this day and age.” Janet said while putting the medical equipment away. “Now you may experience some flu-like symptoms for about a day but it’ll pass. Just try to take it easy for the next couple of days.”
Though Janet was confident with what she had created, she didn’t realize how still relatively untested the serum was. As unique as Peter’s biology was, there was an unexpected reaction happening inside of Peter almost the very instant the serum enter into his blood stream.
The side effects of this unpredicted reaction didn’t really begin to affect Peter until he got a nice view of Janet’s ass when she bent over to put the rest of her tools away. Peter had seen what Janet wore for her Wasp outfit, which left little to the imagination because of how tight it clung to her body. Already, Peter’s mind was imagining what Janet looked like with first her Wasp outfit, then with only Victoria Secret-style undergarments and then finally, nothing at all.
Eventually Janet would learn that the serum she created does indeed work as designed but for Peter, or rather anyone with OZ in their blood, it also acts as an aphrodisiac.
Right now, for Peter, being alone with a woman right now with his inner voice screaming at him to take this woman like he taken the other girls, it was almost too much to control. What pushed Peter over the edge was when Janet turned to face him and both of their faces got closer than either had expected to be. Peter’s spider-sense forced him to react instinctively by grabbing Janet’s arms and then locking his lips with hers.
Janet Van Dyne clearly protested Peter’s actions but she couldn’t free her arms or break the kiss. As she tried to break free, Janet realized the kiss Peter was giving her was unlike any other kiss she had ever experienced. The sounds of protests she made was slowly changing over to sounds of pleasure but Janet quickly redoubled her efforts to break free since she just realized that she was making out with a minor.
Janet managed to get one of her arms free and used her free hand to slap Peter as hard as she could. The sound of the slap easily reverberated inside the van, not to mention the sound of Janet’s yelling.
“What the Hell are you doing?!” Janet yelled after the kiss was broken. Though she was mostly angry at the teenager, there was already a part of her that was demanding that the kiss resume.
Janet did get a response from Peter but in the form of him displaying his fangs just before he quickly moved forward and sunk his fangs into her left shoulder area. The woman did yell in pain but felt the pain quickly disappear and replaced with a sensation she had never felt before. Janet did continue to yell but the sounds were easily that of someone enjoy what they were feeling.
Peter steadily pumped his venom into Janet, still holding on to the woman’s arms while somewhat forcing the woman to lay on the floor of the van. Once she was on the floor, Peter removed his fangs and then gauged the woman’s expression and was pleased to see a rather pleading look on her face. Janet was trying to catch her breath because of her recent yells but didn’t really get a chance to before Peter relocked his lips with hers while fully laying on top of her.
With Peter on top of her, Janet could feel the erection he had in his pants and truth be told, she was deeply amazed that a teenager was carrying that big of a gun.
Eventually, Janet had to break the kiss so as to get some fresh air into her lungs. But Peter didn’t slow down a bit, just continued to kiss downward from Janet’s neck to just the top area of her chest. Janet was again taken by surprise when Peter reached up with both hands and easily ripped open her buttoned blouse before resuming kissing her chest.
“Stop, please. This can’t go any farther.” Janet managed to say between taking in deep breaths but her words didn’t carry the meaning behind them. Even Peter could tell how weak they were and how close she meant by the opposite.
Looking at her bra, Peter could tell the sky blue colored material was easily a designer piece of clothing. Peter figured the item probably cost more than all the clothing he had in his room combined. Peter got a weird idea enter into his mind and went with it.
Janet watched as Peter showed his fangs again but instead of sinking them into her like before, she watched as Peter bit through the piece of fabric that kept the front part of her bra together. Once freed, Peter began nibbling on Janet’s very ample breasts. The woman tried to sit up but Peter easily kept her laying flat with his enhanced strength.
“Stop it, Peter. This isn’t right. This isn’t…” Janet couldn’t finish the sentence when Peter took her left nipple into his mouth and began sucking on it.
Peter continued to nibble and suck on Janet’s tits for about a minute before he stopped. Janet managed to prop herself up by her elbows when Peter got up so he could sit right between Janet’s legs.
“This wasn’t right, Peter. I won’t tell anyone only because the last thing the Ultimates need is some kind of sex scandal.” Janet said but her words didn’t even reach Peter.
Peter reached down to take a hold of Janet’s pants and began pulling on them in order to take them off. Janet had enough wits about left to try and stop Peter from succeeding. Peter wasn’t the least bit deterred but made it so Janet couldn’t stop him by easily flipping her over onto her stomach and then pulling her pants down to her ankles. Though her pants were down, Janet’s panties were still in place but for only a moment. Janet yelped in pain when Peter reached down and basically ripped her panties right off of her.
“Peter, stop it! This has gone too far!” Janet yelled but again, her words didn’t carry the meaning one would expect.
With her on her stomach, Janet tried to move but Peter got right on top of her again. This time when he sunk his fangs into her, Peter did so in the middle of the shoulder blades on Janet’s spine. What Janet was feeling now was basically like someone was directly stimulating her entire nervous system. For her, it was both painful and pleasurable.
Peter continued doing this for about a minute before he pulled back and sat on his knees. Janet was aware that Peter grabbed her by the waist and raised it so her ass was up. Peter undid his pants and let them fall free while bringing his cock right up against Janet’s clearly wet vagina.
The second Janet felt something touch her there, Janet turned her head back to see Peter was preparing to do.
“No, don’t!” Janet yelled. Up until now, it could be seen that the teenager took advantage of her but once Peter put his dick inside of her, it would be legally considered rape. Unfortunately, with her history, Janet knew the public wouldn’t see her as the victim if this was ever made known.
Then again, Janet didn’t feel like a victim at the moment. What she felt, she wanted more of it so desperately.
Again, Peter didn’t hear Janet’s words but he had momentarily stopped. Janet felt that maybe her words had reached him but Peter’s hesitation was because of something else. Peter’s spider-sense was still going on about something but Peter now knew without a doubt it wasn’t warning him of danger. This kind of signal from his spider-sense felt more…instinctual. Not really seeing a reason to ignore it, Peter let himself do what his spider-sense was essentially telling. He figured it never steered him wrong before and now was probably no different.
With both hands on Janet’s hips, Peter easily lifted her lower half up so her wet snatch was just right in front of his face. Janet showed a little concern when she started to feel Peter’s breathing against her wet skin. She had several ideas what Peter might do but none of them were even remotely close to what Peter actually did.
Peter put his mouth on Janet’s vagina but his fangs had already pierced the flesh before his mouth fully made contact. Janet’s reaction was her eyes going as wide as they could possibly go with her screaming all of the air out of her lungs. Janet’s entire body shook as the result of Peter doing what he can with his fangs. His fangs injected more of his venom into Janet, creating a sensation so unique to the woman that there were no words she knew of to describe it.
Essentially what could be said that was happening to Janet by Peter was that a spider was injecting the fluids of its venom into its prey and in this case, a captured wasp.
Janet could feel something entering into her. Something that she could feel moving through her very veins. Having done some recreational drugs in college, what Janet was experiencing now was beyond anything she had ever felt. It hurt as whatever it was entering into her, like fire was flowing into her and as it passed, the pleasurable sensation was beyond enjoyable for her.
She tried to struggle at first but what strength she had quickly left her. Especially more so when Peter injected enough of his venom into Janet to cause her to orgasm like she never had before. Peter did his best to take in as much of Janet’s lust juice as he could but the woman was a like a river with the amount coming out of her. What he missed easily ran down Janet’s body, past her stomach and chest before touching the floor where her neck area was.
The smell of sex was easily starting to fill the airspace of the van but the incentive wasn’t needed for Peter since after drinking in Janet’s release, he wanted more.
Peter lowered Janet’s lower half of her body until it was parallel with his own lower half. He then aligned his rock hard cock against the woman’s dripping pussy. Again, Janet’s mind went back to the possibility of what would happen once Peter entered into her. However, her thoughts this time were more of excitement than anything else. Like she had found something she had been missing or didn’t know she was missing until now.
Once aligned, Peter pulled Janet back onto his cock while moving his own hips forward to impale the Asian woman. Janet grunted through gritted teeth, not fully prepared or ever having been so filled before in just one go.
“Wow. I didn’t think you were so tight.” Peter said once he was fully inside of Janet. “I know you’re not a virgin but damn you’re tight. This is going to be fun.”
Janet didn’t want respond too wrapped up in feeling him inside of her. But when she heard what Peter had said, a part of her somehow knew that Peter, even for a teenager, was far more experienced than anyone might even suspect. A shiver of excitement went up Janet’s spine along with the feel of Peter beginning to fuck her.
The pumping action into Janet’s pussy started slow but quickly became fast with Peter pulling Janet backwards as he thrust forward. The inside of the van was filled with the mix sounds of wet skin slapping wet skin and two people grunting loudly with each thrust.
“Oh, God! Oh, God! Ah, shit!” Janet said each time Peter buried himself deep inside of her. Though it was actually starting to hurt, Janet didn’t want the pounding she was getting to stop at all.
Peter had used his enhanced strength before when ramming into one of his other lovers’ pussy but this time, Peter felt as though he was putting more effort into his actions. Though there was plenty of space on the floor of the van, Peter was actually moving Janet forward along the floor but just slightly with each thrust he made into her.
As intense as the actions inside the van were, any one on the outside who saw the black van wouldn’t notice because it remained perfectly still like the other parked cars. However, even if Peter knew this for a fact at the moment, he still wouldn’t have cared even if the van shook as hard because of Peter pounding Janet from behind.
Janet didn’t care about anything else except to let Peter continue what he was doing to her. She could feel Peter’s hands on her waist starting to grip tighter, possibly leaving bruise marks from how deep she could feel Peter’s fingers pressing against her skin.
“Take my arms! Take them!” Janet yelled with one arm stretched out behind her.
Peter quickly got the idea of what Janet wanted. Grabbing both of the woman’s arms, Peter pulled back just enough so Janet’s upper half of her body was off the floor. Janet’s breasts easily shook back and forth in almost perfect sync with Peter’s thrusts. Janet stayed like this for what felt like an eternity of bliss, Peter practically putting everything he had into each thrust. It almost became too much for Janet as she started to go limp even with Peter keeping her up by her arms.
Peter noticed this and decided to go a little further with Janet. Stopping for just a moment, Peter reached forward and grabbed the woman’s breasts with both hands. He then pulled the woman up to him so they were both now on their knees and her back was right up against his chest. Janet was a little taller than Peter was but not too much for him. With all of his agility and strength, Peter resumed thrusting in and out of Janet’s drenched pussy while squeezing the woman’s tits in timing with his thrusts.
To top it all off, Peter sunk his fangs back into Janet’s left shoulder area and began pumping his venom into her again.
“Oh, God! Oh, my fucking Christ! Ow! Hurts!” Janet yelled with her head back and her vision just exploding with each thrust made into her. She was also feeling the same sensation as before, something entering into her as well as being drained at the same time.
As much as Peter wanted to continue what he was doing to this woman, he eventually reached his own limit and fired several hot shot of his cum right into Janet’s womb. Janet’s response was her own orgasm and a yell that was so loud that Peter could’ve sworn might’ve shattered van’s windows.
The amount of cum that was blasted into Janet was more than the woman had ever had before. Even with her husband and those few times Janet let him cum inside of her, it was never even close to the amount she felt both inside and slowly dripping down on the insides of her legs.
When both came down from their respective highs, Peter, still raring to go, repositioned both him and Janet so he was now laying on his back and Janet was on top of him. It was a bit difficult but Peter managed to keep his cock inside of Janet’s snatch throughout the move. In this position, Peter continued to pound Janet’s pussy but he utilized his agility and strength to have the woman’s lower half of her body bounce up and down with each of Peter’s thrust.
Janet had basically let her body go limp with what Peter was doing to her. One of his hands still played with her breasts while the other generally massaging the area around her cunt. The stimulation of her sex area was on a level she had never thought she could experience, even with her own efforts.
Eventually, Peter moved his head and Janet’s head so he could lock his lips with hers again. At first Peter was kissing her and Janet was returning the efforts but eventually the two just had their mouths sealed against the other’s as Peter’s increased his tempo in thrusting into Janet. Janet was easily moaning more and more into Peter’s mouth with Peter starting to grunt with how tight Janet was becoming around his cock.
When Peter fired off another round of semen into Janet, the blast felt like Peter was about to launch her right off of his dick because of the intense sensation she was experiencing. Janet even screamed but her mouth was still sealed against Peter’s so he scream was in a sense force fed to Peter.
After both persons took the time they needed to catch their respective breaths, Peter idly wondered if he should have another go with Janet. Though his dick did basically fall out of Janet’s cum loaded pussy, Peter knew he didn’t need much incentive to go one more round with the woman still on top of him.
On the other hand, Janet’s mind was in a state of chaos. A part of her couldn’t believe the fact she allowed a teenager to, not once but twice, cum inside of her. She also couldn’t believe at how skilled the teenager was, like he knew her body so completely which she knew couldn’t be possible. As much as Janet knew how disgusted she should be with herself for having intercourse with a minor, the rest of her that was deeply in love with the blissful feelings she was given and now was demanding more.
What felt like an eternity of a debate she had with herself in her mind, Janet ultimately decided that things had already gone too far now. She knew that the van had internal surveillance equipment and there no doubt the van’s black box had recorded every act in high definition. All that basically told Janet that once Nick learned of what had happened, she would easily be dismissed from the Ultimates if not from S.H.I.E.L.D. altogether. The public at large would never be told about this, Janet knew that because this kind of scandal would easily burn most if not all of the public’s trust.
Things were now well passed the point of no return for her.
‘Well, if I’m screwed in that fashion, might as well have one last good screw before it hits the fan.’ Janet thought to herself.
Janet removed her pants and shoes she still had on from her ankles so her legs were now completely free. She then turned herself around so she could face Peter who had slight confused expression on his face. What Peter was confused about was the look he saw in Janet’s eyes. The look reminded him of someone with great desire and hunger but he saw something else. Almost a bit more primal like this woman was now seeing Peter as some kind of prey.
Because of the nature of Janet’s mutant powers, her desire for Peter was rooted in the more primal aspect of it.
From a scientific point of view, what was happening at the moment was a curious twist for the two. Typically, spiders hunted all forms of prey including wasps but there were also certain kinds of wasps that hunted spiders as well. Because of the venom had injected into Janet, she was now starting to become more in touch with that part of herself but not realizing it at the moment. What she understood at the moment was that she wanted more of what her prey that was underneath her had to offer.
“That was good, Peter.” Janet said while straddling and then grinding herself against his cock making it rock hard in almost an instant. When his dick was at full attention, Janet grabbed it so as to guide it back into her. “But I want more.”
Peter easily enjoyed the fact that the mature woman was now riding him, especially the sight of seeing her breasts bounce in the air at the same time. Peter could even tell that the woman was putting a lot of effort when she lowered her hips instead of simply letting herself drop before raising herself up. To Peter, it felt as though Janet was tugging on his cock when she raised herself up.
Janet was still impressed with the fact of how well endowed Peter was. Janet could count on one hand how many men she had been with and none of them, including her husband, were packing this caliber of a gun. She did briefly wonder if maybe this was some sort of side effect to having become a meta-human but all rational thought left her when Peter reached up to fondle her breast while she continued to ride him.
Peter used his spider’s ability to cling to most surfaces to really play with Janet’s erect nipples. Janet held Peter’s hands in place while he played with her nipples in ways Janet had never experienced before. Especially when Peter tugged on them without having to pinch them.
As much as Janet wanted to continue riding Peter, her stamina was starting to fade but Peter quickly picked up on this and added his own efforts to keep the pace that Janet had set going. Eventually, like before, Peter was now having Janet bounce on his cock while the woman herself practically when limp from the over stimulation.
Janet reached her limit after about a minute more of riding Peter’s cock but Peter himself kept going. He could feel Janet’s release coming from her and the sounds of slippery wet skin slapping against skin started to overcome Janet’s moans. Soon, Janet stopped moaning when she fell forward and was lying right on top of Peter and tried to catch her breath with rapid gasps and sharp intakes of air.
Just before Peter reached his final limit, he quickly put both of his hands on Janet’s ass cheeks and forced it so the woman was deeply impaled onto his dick   Janet could only gasp as she felt Peter fill her up one more time, her womb feeling the hot liquid coating practically everything.
Janet felt the blissful sensation wash over her until her entire world went dark. With Janet out cold and laying right on top of him, Peter wasn’t sure what to do at the moment except catch his breath after letting out a loud groan when he fired off the last of his cum into the woman’s overloaded snatch.
While he regained his breath, Peter’s mind started to become more rational than what it was before. Peter asked himself what it was that he was doing, having just had sex with not only an adult woman but a member of S.H.I.E.L.D. and the Ultimates. He knew could also ask himself similar questions in regards to both Lana and Lori not to mention Liz, Jessica and Mary Jane. But Peter knew that those kinds of question had no easy answers nor would he be able to figure out the answers in a single afternoon.
With that in mind, Peter decided to focus on something he had almost forgotten about. Something Janet had said earlier, or rather what she didn‘t say.
Janet had mention that Nick Fury had his blood sample on hand for the healing serum Janet had injected him with. The only time Peter remember ever giving blood was when he was taken to the hospital after he was first bitten by that strange spider. If that was when Nick got a hold of his blood, Peter knew he had to assume that S.H.I.E.L.D. had been watching him practically from the moment the spider bit him.
A bit farfetched but it was a possibility that Peter couldn’t ignore considering what he just found out. The other possibility of Nick getting a hold of his blood was having someone come to his house and take the blood while he slept which also meant that the house might be bugged in some fashion. Peter had seen enough spy movies to know that as fictional as those movies were, there was some truth to some of the methods that were used and one of them was placing surveillance tech in the home of someone who was of interest to whatever agency.
Peter figured that S.H.I.E.L.D. might’ve not even noticed him until that incident at the Latervian Embassy or maybe when he was dealing with Hulk or even that guy who was now on the X-Men. Whatever the case was, it was certain that he was being watched now
That thought when it came to him made Peter realized that there was the possibility of Nick Fury knowing what had just recently with the girls and their plans. It might have been overly suspicious on his part in thinking that this was a ploy on Nick’s part to gain some trust but even those spy movies still had truth to them.
‘Knowing who to trust is everything in this business.’ That was a line Peter had heard in one of the spy movies and it had some real world truth to it. Another was the old saying ‘keep your friends close and your enemies closer.’ With what Peter knew at the moment, he felt Nick Fury was someone to be more wary of than trusted.
Looking back at the woman on top of him, Peter figured that it might be prudent to ’bug’ S.H.I.E.L.D. to see what that organization might really have planned for him. It was one thing to deal with Norman Osborn since he was more of a shady businessman who might resort to some underhanded tactics such as blackmail and whatnot. If the government was already watching Peter, it was a whole different proverbial ballgame and that meant a whole different set of rules.
Rules that Peter knew were completely unknown to him.
Peter knew it wasn’t a morally right idea at what he decided to do but at the moment, he was too much in the dark with what Nick and S.H.I.E.L.D. might have planned for him and the others. He was going need a set of eyes and ears and right now, he couldn’t think of anyone else that was in deep as Janet was with the agency.
‘This could definitely go either way but I can’t pass up on this chance.’ Peter thought to himself. ‘With a little bit of luck, maybe I can keep her separate from the other girls. I doubt I’ll be able to explain to the girls without getting my ass kicked, or blasted or otherwise severely injured as part of their reaction to another female being added to what I can probably call a harem.’
Peter adjust his head’s position so he could get closer to the area where he had his fangs in Janet’s shoulder area before.
‘I still hope that I’m right in that this has a good chance of guaranteeing a woman’s favor if not loyalty. Then again, a good orgasm might be the key for that after all.’
Those were Peter’s final thought before he sunk his fangs back into Janet and injected her with the last of his venom. He knew Janet was out cold but the woman still reacted to his venom by a quiet moan or grunt for several seconds.
Peter knew he was getting in deep in this game that he barely had an idea what it was about. He also knew that he still had a choice in backing out now but Peter knew there were too many actions he himself had set in motion himself. Not to mention the unseen actions that were being taken either against or for him were now the new cards set at the table.
Of all the game metaphors Peter knew of, a high-stakes poker game felt appropriate at this moment since he knew what he had for a card hand but didn’t know what kind of cards the other players at the table had. Peter never was much of a gambler but he knew it was better to stack the deck in his favor than rely on chance.
Especially when Peter knew the stakes were high and easily involved the girls as well.

Next Chapter: The Spider’s Fury

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Author’s Note: Well, this chapter was a little longer than I planned but I had to add more story than just another round of sex with an Ultimate Marvel comics character. Also, for certain parts of the story to happen later on, certain things had to be set in this and the next coming chapters. And if you’re wondering about whether or not Norman Osborn will become The Green Goblin (Ultimate Marvel Comics style), he will just not yet.
Now, for an interesting twist. In this chapter there are six individuals that Norman will have be exposed to the OZ serum to create the essentially first incarnation of Ultimate Sinister Six. Now, here’s the twist, or rather a prize. The first person to name who these six are, their Marvel Comics character name, they will get to choose which Marvel Women character to enter into Peter’s growing Harem. Doesn’t have to be strictly Ultimate Marvel Women characters, it can even be someone from 616 Marvel Universe since alternate reality travel has been established in both comic book universes.
Also, it has to be written clearly, you can’t simply say their alter ego’s name.
Example: Peter Parker - Spider-Man. Felicia Hardy - Black Cat. Kitty Pryde - Shadowcat. Norman Osborn - Green Goblin.
Whoever gets it first and correctly gets to decide which woman will be next.
Until then, I hope you enjoy the latest chapter.
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