Chapitre 84: Chapter 83
There was even a video of me with the fat manager, and somehow they managed to boost the audio up and could hear me threaten him. The comment below that varied from, 'This guy's like a mother Terresa, expect with webs!' to, 'A costumed freak threaten a working man? Is this what society has come to?'. And everything else in between.
It was official, I was forever a part of the internet now. And that gave me an idea.
The next day was New Year and I spent it with May and Ben, helping them clean up the place. That night I went over to Felicia's and finally had that cake we have been saving. I spent a few hours there before my duties called, and I was forced to leave to stop a bank robbery two blocks away.
On the second though it was life as usual. I spent the morning with Natasha in the Shield bunker and she was making sure I hadn't slacked over over winter break. Honestly I didn't know SHIELD even had winter break, but I guess it was more for my sake than anything else.
"So do anything fun over the holidays?" I asked her as I jumped away from a kick aimed at my gut.
"Nothing important," she replied neutrally.
"Oh come on Red, don't be like that," I grabbed her arm and threw her over my shoulder. She landed a few feet away and immediately launched at me with a kick to the head.
"Focus Spider," she order as I moved away rubbing my jaw in pain.
"Yeah, yeah," I grumbled slipping into a judo stance. I lunged forward and grabbed her by the collar and threw her over head. She landed on her feet though and instead tried to counter by throw by grabbing my belt and pushing me over.
I rolled on my back and shot my legs out sending Natasha flying back. Before she could get back up I was on her with my arm pressed against her neck, "I win."
"It's a draw," she whispered pressing a hidden blade up against my junk. I really hate this woman, but then judging form the amazing view I'm getting down her cleavage I can learn to forgive her.
"Fuck you, you said no weapons," I grolwed.
"I lied," she replied as I moved away, helping her to her feet. "You've taken to judo very quickly, I'm impressed, we'll move onto krav maga next. Have you finished the assignment I gave you?"
I rolled my eyes, "you mean memorising the Art of War? Yeah, I did."
"Good, then you can write a 20 page write up on the subject, due in a week's time, no excuses," she told me walking to the door.
"This feels more like a school than training," I told her as I followed her out.
"Maybe it should," she replied.
"Hm...hey Natasha, do you think SHIELD can provide me with a secure way of using social media?"
The Black Widow stopped at turned to me, "excuse me?"
"Has SHIELD been tracking my online process? Sightings, people talking about me, all that?" I asked.
"Yes, we have, and?"
"Well there are times when I haven't really had the chance to speak for myself and justify my actions. If I had an online presence I can do that," I argued as we approached the showers.
"I see...I'll talk to Fury about it," she grabbed the helm of her shirt and pulled it off revealing her giant breasts being held back by a tight training bra. My eyes went wide as I looked her smoking hot body and gulped. She looked at me with a teasing smile, "are you going to to join me?"
I gulped, "I ah, I don't think Felicia would like that. See ya Red," I said walking away, taking one last glance at her tits before doing so. And I swear I think I saw her grin in victory. Stupid sexy spy, thinks she's all that. Well...she is, but I'm not going to let her know that!
Next day morning I had a parcel delivered to my front porch. It didn't have anything written on it, expect a letter inside which read;
Untraceable. Don't post anything stupid like nudes or anything that can compromise you or SHIELD. All posts you post online will first be directed to our public relations branch for confirmation before being posted.
Fury
Inside was a state of the art smartphone which the SHIELD logo on it. I smiled, guess Fury will willing to trust me on this. I quickly went into my basement and began fiddling with the phone. I knew there was a tracking chip in there somewhere and after finding not one, but three, I decided to begin.
I needed to find a place to put away the phone when not in use and while in costume. Deciding to use an electro magnetic clip that would be powered by the black PB web lines running around my suit. It was basically a mesh of power I could use simply my attaching a machine to it.
I then quickly set up a profile up on Twitter, InstaGram and Snapchat. I had to be creative though as hundreds of fake accounts with the name 'Spider-man' had already been taken.
So I took up the handle, TheAmazingSpider, which was thankfully still available. I signed on with the phone and quickly put up a post;
Twitter: Hello all! It's your Friendly Neighborhood Spider-man coming to you in person! Check out my Insta and Snap by the same handle!
I sent out the post, but instead of an immediate posting, a SHIELD logo popped up with the test, 'Processing' underneath. I seems the techs at SHIELD really was looking at everything I sent out.
In a minute the post was put up online, I smiled, guess it's official, I'm online!
Twitter: Hey I just realised something, now I'm not only swinging on webs, but surfing The web as well!
Soon the first responses came up:
Holy shit is this real?
Fake account is fake.
Doesn't even have a profile pic!
Lame jokes are not a good thing!
I grumbled, of course they wouldn't believe me. Why would they?
So I quickly got suited up and swung out into the city as Spider-man. I swung towards Brooklyn bridge and created a hammock out of my webs between the metal lines holding the bridge up. I jumped down into the hammock and took a selfie with the busy traffic street below
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