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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Twitter: Ah, nothing like a new year for a new me. You guys like the new costume? This shit was expensive!
I then put up the picture as my profile pic and posted it on InstaGram and my SnapChat story. I then leaned back and waited.
Holy shit it is him!
Spider-man's on Twitter?! What the fuck?!
Quick! Someone hack into his phone and shit!
Dude, how come a superhero in a mask is online, but Iron Man isn't? This is such B.S.!
Mr. Spider-man sir, I'm a huge fan! Thank you for protecting our city!
I responded to whoever I could, giveing off my thanks, and accepting their gratitude. I even threw in a little humor in there as well.
By the end of that day my account quickly became grew followers, reaching over a million followers on Twitter, Insta and Snapchat. I even got Twitter to make my account the official Spider-man account, giving me the little blue tick mark. I grinned, yup, like is good.
Chapter 84: Those who fight together stay together
I stared at the screen before me. I grumbled rubbing my forehead, "this doesn't make any sense."
"You're telling me," Reed grumbled, "when you asked me to help you out I didn't think….this doesn't make any sense Peter."
"I know, I just said that," I grumbled.
"Have you tried UV?" Sue asked from the computer, typing away an email.
"Yes, it still doesn't show any difference," Reed grumbled, "this doesn't make any sense. How does this even happen? It should be impossible!"
"And yet I am currently standing here before you completely possible," I told him with a raised eyebrow.
"Your blood is impossible Peter, nothing else I can call it," Reed zoomed in on the microscope we used to examine my blood on a cellular level. The screen showed a single one of my cells and its genetic properties, the DNA helix, rotating on it's axis.
"It looks like it somehow adapted spider like quality into itself, but only took on the good one," Sue hummed, "like it picked and chose what it knew would be beneficial."
"But it can't do that because it's not alive!" Reed exclaimed, "God damn it Peter this doesn't make any sense!" I roared and threw his notes into the air, walking out my lab in a cloud of smoke.
"Don't mind him, he just doesn't like not knowing something," Sue sighed, "it's an ego thing. But it is to be expected, he's a physicist, not an genesist."
I hummed, "I see, do you think you can give this a go?" I asked.
"Let's see," Sue got up and approached the screen scanning my DNA, "did you analyse the genomes?"
"Yup, here, can't make head or tails of it though." I gave her an SA with the data she requested.
Sue looked at it quickly making notes near each one. I took us a while, but after she was done with one entire sequence she put the SA aside and sighed, "Reed's right, this shouldn't be possible. It's almost like...like your DNA adapts itself to foreign objects. It some how assimilated the spider genes into itself, allowing you access to it's abilities."
"So that property existed in my blood before the spider bite me?" I asked.
"It looks like it," Sue pointed at a strand, "see this? That was going to make you agile and strong like a spider. And it has nothing to do with your DNA adapting itself against foreign object."
One eyebrow went up, "so are you saying I'm a mutant?"
Sue shook her head, "no, the mutant gene is clearly marked and visible. If that was the case Reed wouldn't currently be in the kitchen eating an entire tub of ice cream," I blinked, "yeah, he does that when he can't solve something."
I chuckled, "damn."
"Anyway, your blood, your DNA...it's something more. It's...I would say it's similar to our own DNA, it's mutated into something else entirely, not quite mutant, but definitely not human."
"So….a metahuman?" I asked in wonder, coining the term I knew that was popular in the DC comics.
"Yes...I suppose that would be an accurate word for what you are," Sue nodded, "though it really is strange, just how does your blood act this way?" She hummed going into an almost trance like state. I knew better to bother her, best leave her alone.
I went to my workstation, on it was the Doom bot I had 'precured', broken apart into various pieces. I was learning more about Doom's tech, it really was interesting.
As I continued learning from the machine my SHIELD issue smart phone buzzed. I turned it on and found a thousand or so messages from my Twitter, Insta and Snapchat accounts, a thousand each that is.
I couldn't respond to them all, no way in hell. So I did what all celebrities do, switch off notifications. Instagram was easy, most were follower notification, and so was Snapchat. Twitter though was a problem, I needed to read every time someone tweeted at me, just in case they were talking smack and needed to be put down.
As I began to have scan and input the Doom bot's design into my computer, don't know when that'll be useful once more.
After that was done I began to focus on my other little project, Councilman Nick Daves, the guy who somehow lost the funds to feed and shelter the homeless of New York on the coldest night of the year.
The man looked clean, too clean, but after a little digging I found he had not one, but two beach houses in the Hamptons and one Summer home in Greece.
I used Peter's subpar hacking skills to get into Nick's personal laptop, not hard considering he uses a public network to login every time he went to work. I searched through his files, first off let me just say he has a lot of porn, like 400 GBs worth, and second, he doesn't have anything incriminating.
I looked at the screen and sighed, maybe it was time I did this the old fashioned way, follow him until he does something dirty. Maybe I can put a tracking chip on him? Like the kind Peter makes in the future? Yeah, that sounds good, I'll do that.
"Peter, you won't believe what I just found," Sue suddenly said gaining my attention.
"What?" I got up and pushed all thoughts of Nick Daves to the side.
"Your blood, it's evolving," Sue spoke as she worked on her data pad, "well, no, evolving might not be the right word...it's morphing, meta-morphing to be exact."
"What does that mean?" I asked.
"It's like a caterpillar turning itself into a butterfly, but instead of strings to build a canon, it uses stray strands of DNA or foreign object to adapt itself. Here, I tried to inject with the common cold, look what happened."
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