章 71: Issue 71: A New Age Part 8
They walked into another room where a group of Nova Corps members pointed their weapons at them.
"Really?" Peter lifted a brow as he put his hands up.
"You can't blame me for being cautious. After all, you are traveling with fugitives that escaped from a maximum-penitentiary level facility." Irani Rael spoke up.
Peter sighed as he snapped his fingers, "Nice pets."
The men looked at their guns to discover that they were each holding puppies.
He then threw the helmet at her before she caught it and questioned the hero, "How did you?"
Peter snapped his fingers again and returned their weapons but didn't remove the dogs either. He wasn't about to kill a bunch of puppies. "I just wanted you to see that nothing you have here will be able to harm me. I came baring gifts, and you aim a gun at my friends? Not very nice."
She felt the power surging from within the helmet and said, "No, I suppose it isn't."
"In return for getting you the Nova Prime Helmet, I want you to scrub their records."
"And don't forget our bounty," Rocket shouted.
"Now, can we talk, like civilized people?" Peter asked as he put his hand behind his back.
"Very well. Follow me," Irani said as she gave the signal for the Nova Corps members to disperse.
The men left the hall while she directed them to a meeting room. The Norva Corps members looked lost at what do with the animals when Peter poked his head back through the archway to the next room.
"Take care of them. If I find out you abuse them, well...I'll be turning you into the puppies next. They eat meat and need water to live, man's best friend we call them on earth. They're easy to tame, protective of their owners, and very loyal animals."
The threat did its job and Nova Corps looked frightened at the thought of becoming one of these animals. They didn't want to bother the man who could mess with reality so they did end up adopting them.
He quickly ran back to the group and stopped when they entered into a large conference room with a circular table and egg-shaped chairs.
"Take a seat,"
The group sat down, and the conversation started. He explained that he found the helmet within the Collector's possession and that Ronan was only a test for the Guardians of the Galaxy. He told he that he'd like to give them an official tittle and for them to be considered a subsidiary Peace Keeping Taskforce to the Nova Corps.
"Why should we do that?" Rocket lifted a brow.
"Rocket, Ronan is just one bounty, a big one, but just one. If you have connections to the Nova Corp, you can get a decent paycheck and use their resources to find jobs."
"He's right you know. While Ronan had an 800 Billion Bounty, there are others out there with even higher ones. Not to mention our connections to countless other planets and civilizations. A deed like killing Ronan the Conquer will give you status, but working with us will give you prestige," Irani explained.
"Sounds good to me…wait, billions? He had a bounty with billions? Split five ways, that's 160 a piece!" Quills eyes sparkled.
"I'll give you half of my share," Gamora nudged Nebula's shoulder.
"You're gonna share? All you did was hug it out with your sister and your best buddies! You should give it to me!" Rocket frowned.
"I am Groot!" The tree man slapped Rocket in the back of the head.
"You too? Fine! Traitor!" Rocket pouted in his seat.
"So, we're in agreement?" Peter said.
"Yes, I can agree to these terms," Irani said, "Though I'm curious about whom you two are. We have no records of such powerful people or technology."
"We're from Earth. I think you guys call it Terra," MJ replied with a smile on her face, "Ooh, hey Pete, should we try and form a partnership with them? I think the Avengers could work well with an intergalactic peace keeping organization."
"I think that'd be more suited to S.W.O.R.D since it deals with outer space stuff," Peter replied.
"The agency Coulson proposed at the last meeting? Make sense. We'll discuss this when we get home."
"Sounds fun. Well, MJ and I are going to go see the sights. Quill, here some coordinates to Earth. Drop by when you settle your business. I'll drop your ship out front."
"You're not sticking around?"
"Nah, if we're going to take down Thanos, we need to prepare. Oh, and I'll stock your ship up with enough food to last a few years."
"Won't it rot?" Rocket asked, "Not that there's anything wrong with that."
"Of course, you would say that," MJ thought as she chuckled.
"I can cast a preservation spell on a fridge, anything that gets stored inside will last years."
"Neat, I really need to learn magic," Quill shook his head.
Peter teleported out and did as he said. While the Prime Nova was gasping at his display of power, he gave Quill's ship an overhaul. First, he changed the material to be as tough as Adamantium and as light as Aluminum, expanded the ship's size to three times that of a house, making ten rooms, two bathrooms, an entertainment room with as many movies, music and games that had come out over the years, and lastly, a fully stocked kitchen with all the best foods from earth.
To make sure Quill recognized his ship, he stamped the Guardians of the Galaxy logo right on the side.
MJ gave it all sorts of tech upgrades, new weapons, advanced radar functions, telecommunication, and completely overhauled the engine.
"Think he'll like the gift?"
"Oh, he'll love it," Peter grabbed MJ's hand, "Come on, let's explore an alien world."
MJ smirked as they ran off in civilian clothing that matched the people of this planet. They went to tech stores, libraries, gift shops, and went out to dine in an expensive restaurant.
"Oh, wow. It's really good," MJ said with her mouth half full.
Taking a sip of a purple-ish wine, Peter agreed before saying, "The wine kind of taste like a mix between grape and cherry. I like it."
While they were chatting about the meal and sights they saw, MJ asked, "I don't see why anything surprises you with that search engine cheat you have."
"Knowing and learning about the universe and experiencing it are two completely different things," Peter munched on his meal.
"That is true. Still…we're on an alien Planet, Peter! How can you be so chill about all this?" MJ giggled with excitement.
"Technically counting Mars, we've been on two, yet I still haven't come across a more beautiful sight than what I'm looking at right now."
MJ blushed as he looked away, "That was so corny…Why do I love it?"
They chatted for a bit longer and finished their meals. Peter then opened a portal and took her to some of the more nature-esque sites. They saw forests, waterfalls that defied the laws of gravity, and countless fields of multicolored grasses.
After almost a full day of touring Xandar, the two sat on a blanket surrounded by a field of grass that sparkled like blue gems. Peter had his hands behind his head while MJ rested her head against his arm, and they watched the stars come out.
"It's beautiful," smiled and kissed his jaw.
Peter wrapped his arm around her shoulder and said, "Yeah, you really are."
MJ patted his chest as she hopped on top of his waist, "I'm not letting you get any sleep tonight,"
"Wasn't thinking of it," Peter grinned as he flipped her on her back and started nibbling on her neck.
MJ moaned with pleasure while he slowly removed her clothes and started kissing his way down her torso. He started with her breasts and massaged them before sucking on her nipple. He then went lower and lower until he was at her wet entrance.
Peter smirked as he started eating her out. MJ let her voice out while holding on to her head while his tongue penetrated her.
"OOOoooh gooood, Peter! Don't stop!"
While his tongue explored her depths, he used his hands to knead her large breasts and clit.
After a few minutes, she was bucking her hips wildly. She bit the bottom of her lip before groaning out loudly enough for anyone within a mile to hear her when she said, "I'm gonna cum!"
"Do it!' Peter said as he pierced into her with two fingers.
MJ yelped while running her hands through Peter's hair and came hard.
However, before she could finish her orgasm, Peter unzipped his pants and thrust into her with one swoop.
"OOooohhhhaaaa!"
"God, you feel so good, Mary," Peter kissed her neck before she pulled his head to her lips.
He started rutting into her depths while knocking on her womb with every thrust.
She moaned into his mouth as she wrapped her legs around his waist when Peter suddenly lifted her off the ground and stood up.
"Holy shit, sooo good, feels so gooood!" MJ yelled as she started grinding her hips in unison with his pistoning hips.
She wrapped her arms around his neck while his balls slapped against her luscious ass and started to pick up speed. After almost an hour and several more of MJ's orgasms, Peter kissed he deeply and sat her on top of him.
"I'm getting close, MJ. God, you feel so hot, so tight," Peter groaned as she giggled.
"Good, cum inside me, Peter. Fill up your wife,"
"Uuughhh!" Peter thrust one last time and broke through her womb's entrance, flooding her with his virile and potent seed.
"YYYesssss!" MJ's hips shook and while her entire body quivered in excitement.
Peter didn't stop. Their fluids began to mix as he went for another round. Several hours later, the blanket they were on was completely ruined while MJ panted into his chest and his seed pooled out of her body.
"Haaa-haaaa,haaa, That was amazing," MJ smirked as she stared into his eyes and kissed him.
"Huff…oh man, I can get used to the whole outdoor vibe," Peter chuckled and made MJ laugh.
"Wanna fuck on Mars," The sexy red-head grinned.
"Hell yeah," Peter snickered as he held her close.
They laughed together and kissed a few more times before they cleaned up.
Once they were ready to leave, Peter teleported them back home and their phones blew up with messages.
"Seriously? We were gone for one day!" Peter groaned as he saw Fury's string of missed calls and texts.
MJ chuckled as she saw the same messages on her phone, "I wonder what's up."
Peter sighed, "Well, there's only one way to find out," He called up Fury and said, "What's up, baldy?"
"Where the hell were you two? And what the hell were those things parading around with your bodies?"
"How'd you know it wasn't me?"
"It didn't stop at a single hot dog joint," Fury replied.
"Ugh…they don't need food or water…It's a duplication spell I came up with. They don't talk much, but they do their jobs. Is that why you called us?"
"No…ugh...I'm starting to fucking hate magic. Anyways, there's something strange happening with the Hadron Collider Reed built. We've been getting spatial anomalies for about six hours or so. We called in all the egg heads to take a look."
"Ah, well, I guess I better head over. I swear, if you guys made a black hole,"
"We didn't. In fact, the machine wasn't even on when it started acting up."
Peter groaned as he started webbing over the city.
"I'll be there in a couple of minutes," Peter said as MJ swung beside him.
"More work, huh?"
"More work," Peter said as a booming noise was heard. Their Spider-Senses went haywire as a shockwave traveled across their bodies.
Peter's body suddenly glitched out as he felt the Space Amethyst activate to stabilize his body. However, the next thing he knew, he was flying through a wormhole made of countless colors and shapes.
"AAaaaahh!" Peter yelled as the spatial tunnel started to close and he went flying into a strange room that looked mostly collapsed.
When he was able to see straight, he noticed exactly where he was. "This is…"
"It won't bring them back, it won't be them, Fisk," Peter heard his voice coming from another Spider-Man.
"Uh…ohhhh!" Peter acted quickly and webbed Fisk's arms seconds before he was able to smash into the Peter of this world and yanked the fat crime lord into the air.
"Ally-ooop!" Peter yelled as he kicked the Kingpin in the gut, landing between the Prowler and the injured Spider-Man.
"Hey," Peter grinned as he put his hand on the Prowler's shoulder and shocked him into a wall.
"How? What?"
"No time to explain," Peter said as he used his Symbiote and Chi to heal his wounds.
After he healed him, Peter sat the scene back up and altered the memories of everyone in the room while left a soulless clone to take Kingpin's finished blow.
Before his other self could say anything, Peter grabbed him by the shoulder and ported them out.
"What the hell was that? Doctor Strange? Is that you?" Peter R. Parker asked as he stared at his younger counterpart.
"Sorry, I know magic, but I'm no Sorcerer Supreme...yet. Though, I can confirm one version of us took Stephen Strange's job." Peter retracted his mask.
"You're…me?" Peter. R pointed his finger as he figured it out.
Snickering, Peter pointed back and said, "And you are me."
"Oh, crap. It worked."
Peter held his hand to his ear and said, "MJ, are you here with me?"
However, all he got was static.
He then tried to use his telepathic link their Symbiotes shared, and it nearly split his head open.
As he gripped his head in pain, Peter Richard Parker grabbed and kept him from falling, "Whoa, whoa, whoa. You okay kid?"
"Kid?" Peter groaned as he stood back up, "Not a kid, I'm almost 19."
"Right, so want to explain why you did what you did back there?"
"For one, it's a canon event. 2, the Time Opal I have is informing me that lots of bad things will happen if you don't play dead for a while."
"What's a Time Opal?"
"You ever heard of the Infinity Stones?"
"Ugh…I wish I hadn't,"
"Well, I have artificial versions. I know it's hard to trust me, but I'm begging for you to let the world think your dead. There are people, connections that need to be made, heroes to be forged."
"I can't do that!" Peter R almost yelled, "This city needs me."
"Please, just three days. That's all I'm asking for," Peter pleaded.
"I can't do that to MJ and May! It'll kill them!"
"I didn't say you couldn't let them know, but Peter, your funeral is an important event that needs to come to pass. There are countless lives that require that Spider-Kid you met with to go through a stage of growth."
"So…I can contact my family. How am I supposed to do that without being notice? I'm pretty famous in this world."
Peter nodded his head and said, "I can't believe I'm doing this."
He used his Reality stone to make a copy of Webster and equipped Peter with it.
"You know how to use a Symbiote, right?"
"You put that thing on me?!!!" Peter R shouted.
"Relax, it's a Synthetic version. I didn't even copy Webster's personality or abilities I collected. No one but you up there," Peter poked his forehead.
"Phew…you panicked me there for a second kid,"
Peter chuckled, "Well, shape-shift and do your thing. I'll be waiting next to Ben's grave."
"Thanks, kid."
"Call me kid again, and I'll put you in the negative zone until this shit is finished," Peter rolled his eyes.
As he watched him jump away, Peter changed his costume to look like Iron-Man's suit and flew off.
When he landed next to the grave where Ben was buried, he put his hand on the tombstone and said, "Sorry about dropping in like this, Uncle Ben. I'll do my best to look out for them."
"I know kid," Peter looked around while his Soul Emerald glowed slightly, but there was no one there.
"Oookay…" Peter jumped over to a roof top and switched his suit back to his classic colors.
While waiting, he focused on finding MJ with his gemstones.
"Huh…she's still traveling….not through space…but time," Peter opened a portal and connected it to her current location before she came tumbling out on top of him.
MJ opened up her mask and puked a few times before groaning, "That was worst than a rollercoaster ride without tracks I've even been on...I give it no stars."
Peter patted her back, "You okay, babe."
Handing her some mouthwash, she rinsed her mouth and shook, "Where the hell are we?"
"Another universe,"
"Again?"
"Again,"
"Again? You two have been to other multiverses?" The sound of Peter R said as he hopped on the building.
"Yay, I get to see another sexy older Pete," MJ removed her mask.
"Hey!" Peter sounded offended, "I'm sexy and you know it."
"MJ? Well, I guess it makes sense. It's the Symbiote, right? Maybe I can give mine to MJ when this is all over."
"You have the one of the universe's best gene editors in your hands. Have Tony sup it up with a A.I or make one yourself, and you can give her a copy of your Spider-Powers. The mutation is in your blood, brother, you just need to extract the gene and have the Symbiote alter her to get the same boost."
"Ahhh…" Peter R's eyes widened.
"I know, I'm a genius, but so are you. Serious, put Spider-Man away for a while and work on Pete. Lord knows you need it."
"Something I miss?" MJ asked.
"A lot. Sorry, MJ, but we can't just explore this world willy-nilly like last time. We have to be careful and wait for our chance."
"Why?" MJ tilted her head.
"Because if we mess this up, a new Spider-Hero might not even be born. We need the kid to take the leap."
"This is about that kid?" 1610-Peter questioned.
"Yeah, and another version of us that's going through some hard times," Peter sighed.
"Three Peter's in one room, if that isn't a dick joke waiting to happen, I don't know what is," MJ commented.
Peter R started laughing, "Three Peters walk into a bar."
"Damn, I bet that hurt," Peter added while grabbing his crotch.
"So this a regular thing for you guys?" Peter R asked.
"Well, this is MJ's second Multiversal adventure while I'm on my 3rd. I guess that makes me experienced but not an expert."
"He's just being humble. With those fancy Merlin Stones of his, he's been learning from countless other Spider-Heroes across the multiverse. Oh, and can I call you something else besides Peter? It's gets a little confusing."
"Neat trick, I mean, what better person to learn from than yourself, and sure, MJ, you can call me Richard. It's my middle name."
"Cool," MJ smiled.
"So, tell me about you guys! What's your universe like? What kind of things have you been up to?"
"Oh, I have got some stories for you," Peter smirked, "But first, let's take some precautions."
Snapping his fingers, Peter made a small blue police box before he said, "Step inside."
"Oooh, you nerd…this is COOOL!" Richard ran into the box, "IT'S BIGGER ON THE INSIDE!"
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