[1 week later]
Tony Stark made a suit out of Misery's remains just as he promised. He sent it to the new base that he prepared for my team. I think it's about time I call everyone together for a little meeting and let them get to know each other. But before that, it's time to test out this new suit. From the outside, it looks just like regular sunglasses, but it's another matter after activating it. I made sure to check it thoroughly before putting it on. I can't trust him just yet, and being careful is never wrong. There were no bugs or harmful things in the suit.
The nanites spread around my body just like the other suit, but a bit faster.
From what I can tell, it's somewhat based on Iron Man's Model 50 suit, but an advanced version with self-sustaining Symbiote fused Nanites. It's just awesome with a black-and-white color scheme like Anti-Venom. There's also an option to change colors. Plus, I can customize the suit as I want. The HUD and the weapon system were somewhat similar to that of Nanoweave Suit V1 with very minute changes.
However, the main upgrade of this suit is the symbiote properties. Just by putting this suit on, I can feel a rush of strength enhancing my body. It feels somewhat similar to when I'm using both magic and chi together to enhance my senses. Anyway, time to go out for a swing.
I opened a portal above New York Square and jumped down.
Hahahah! THIS IS FUN!
I threw a webline at the building on my right before touching the ground and swung in an arc. I released it before spinning in the air and landing on another building wall. I shot another webline and launched myself to the sky. The sensation of flying freely in the air without worrying about falling was exhilarating.
If I were to compare my Nanoweave suit's webbing speed with this one, the speed of web shooting here is 2 times faster. I can travel at a much greater speed than before. I landed on another building and took off again, swinging through the streets. This time, I increased my speed and shot forward at full force.
I can hear the wind cutting past me as I soar through the city. The rush of adrenaline pumping through my veins was amazing. Oh, yeah, this is it.
I continued swinging through the city, the wind rushing past me, the buildings a blur. The suit's responsiveness was incredible; it was as if it anticipated my every move. As I soared above the streets, I noticed something unusual—a brown mini van speeding recklessly, swerving through traffic. It didn't take a genius to figure out this wasn't just someone late for lunch.
Time to put this suit to the test.
Well, slingshot time... The car is going the other way and I'm already zooming through the air like a rocket. There's only one nice way to move back. I webbed onto buildings on my left and right, the webbing stretched out, slowing me down on my way, then shot me backward like a bullet. I activated the thrusters to spin around in that high-speed shot.
Down below, I spotted flashing lights. The cops were already in pursuit, their sirens wailing as they tried to close in on the speeding vehicle. This chase was getting more dangerous by the second. I needed to stop that fucker before someone got hurt. Taking advantage of the speed, I opened a portal before me and rushed into it.
Just like I calculated, I came out of another portal near the car and caught its roof with webbing. I stuck to it with a thud, making the driver swerve around wildly.
"What the hell?!" he shouted, looking up at me.
"Hey, buddy! What's the rush?" I yelled. "If you drive like this, you'll end up killing someone!"
"Spiderman!" The man panicked, slamming his foot on the gas pedal. "OPEN FIRE!" He yelled.
Immediately gunshots resounded from inside the car. They were shooting at the roof from inside. Multiple holes on the roof, followed by a barrage of bullets ricocheted off the armor harmlessly.
"Oh, really? You're trying to kill me now?" I snorted behind my mask. "You guys are getting stupider day by day."
Well, it's time to use the spider legs. As soon as I thought that, four mechanical spider legs shot out of my back. They cut open the roof like a hot knife through butter. Inside there were four men with assault rifles in the back and two in the front, including the driver.
"Yo! Drop the weapons, stop the car, and surrender, pretty simple, right?" I yelled over the sound of screeching tires.
Instead of complying, the shooters in the back opened fire.
"C'mon, that won't work on me. I'm bulletproof," Using the spider legs, I sliced their rifles, then grabbed two of them by their necks and threw them out of the car while webbing the other two to a light post. Then grabbed the other two and threw them out too while webbing them to a garbage truck, parked on the street side.
I jumped inside. My eyes fell on the six black bags. The scanner quickly scanned them. Cocaine. This wasn't just a reckless driver; this was a drug cartel.
"Looks like I stumbled onto a party," I moved toward the front, and punched the guy on the right out of the car, instantly webbing him to the road. Then I sat on his seat beside the driver. "What's the point of resisting? Just stop or else, I'll knock all teeth out of your mouth," I threatened.
Instead of stopping, the driver slammed his feet on the gas pedal harder. Before us was a parked truck with rods. The driver was planning to ram me into it.
"Really? That's your best plan?" I snorted. "Jeez..."
A somewhat controlled punch was enough to knock the teeth out of the driver as he lost consciousness. But I don't have any time to press the break. My senses made it look as if everything was going in slow motion. I love this feeling. I kicked out that bastard from the driver's seat, webbing him to the road. I quickly webbed out and threw a web bomb at the car.
[Zooop!] The sticky webs exploded, wrapping the car in a cocoon of webs.
Phew! Another day saved...
The police arrived quickly, taking the suspects into custody and thanking me for the assistance.
"Just doing my job, officers. Oh, there's some white stuff on the van. Well, see ya," I said, swinging away before they could ask too many questions.
As I flew through the city, I noticed a commotion below. A group of armed men was robbing a bank, their getaway car standing nearby. The police were closing in, but the robbers were heavily armed and ready for a fight.
"Lucky me," I said, diving down to intervene.
I landed in the midst of the robbers, catching them by surprise. Before they could react, I shot webs at their guns, disarming them. One of them lunged at me with a knife, but I easily dodged and webbed him to the ground. Another charged at me with a bat, but I grabbed it and used it to smack him across the face.
The other two threw the bags and tried to run away screaming, but I webbed them to the ground before they could get far. Well, all done. Money saved, robbers webbed up.
The police quickly moved in to secure the scene.
"Nice work, Spider-Man!" one of the officers said.
"All in a day's work," I replied, swinging away. Wait! That woman, I think I know her. I webbed back at the scene, before the lady officer. "You are Yuri Watanabe, right? The Iron Lady officer, who took down the gangs, three drug cartels, and a couple of big mafia families within 8 months. And I guess, you are the one who handled the Sable case, right?" I asked the beautiful Japanese female officer.
She was wearing a black coat, white shirt, and black pants, with a badge and handgun attached to her belt. Her short black hair framed her face nicely, accentuating her sharp features. Her eyes widened slightly as she looked at me.
"Yes, that's me," She answered with a raised brow. "But sadly, Sable got away right under my fingers."
"Well, international matters, you know how politics works, right?" I shrugged. "Anyway, I've heard a lot about you. People say you're the rising star of NYPD. Well, it's good to meet you." I extended my hand.
"Likewise. You are also doing a good job, probably better than the cops," She nodded. "And, thanks for the praise."
"Well, if you need a hand, just call me," I took out a spider bug and gave it to her. "Just press the button on the top if you need help," I said, jumping up and swinging away.
Hmm, she's not bad. She's an exact copy of the Yuri from the Spiderman game.
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As I was taking another stroll, I decided to visit Liz. I promised her that I'd pay a visit soon, but one thing after another happened, delaying that visit. But today seems perfect to do that. I swung towards her house.
I wonder if Mysery left a trace of hers within Liz. If so, I'll recruit her to my team.
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Liz Allen sat on the edge of her bed, staring at her reflection in the mirror. Dark circles framed her eyes, indicating a lack of sleep. Ever since the incident with the truck accident where she almost died and then Misery trying to take over her body, followed by Rhino pressing a gun at her forehead and then the Symbiote throwing her out the helicopter... She couldn't get a wink of sleep. Every time she closed her eyes, she would be haunted by these nightmares, making her wake up screaming.
The worst of all was the brief, agonizing memory of being run over by the truck. The impact, the searing pain, and the momentary blackness before she woke up screaming. It was the most vivid, the most horrifying, and it lingered with her throughout each day. She knew she died that night on the road and was alive right now thanks to Misery. But she could only curse every time she remembered that freaky betrayer.
Ever since that day, she had been seeing a therapist to help cope with the trauma. It helped somewhat, but she still found it difficult to sleep peacefully at night.
Liz took a deep breath, trying to steady herself. She needed to move forward, to find a way to live with the trauma. The nightmares might never go away completely, but she couldn't let them control her life. She couldn't allow fear to hold her back anymore. She had to be strong.
She took another deep breath, then stood up and walked out of her room.
Liz went downstairs to the kitchen. She skipped breakfast today. Last night's nightmares kept her awake the entire night and in the morning, she fell asleep for a few hours only to jump up by the sound of the alarm clock. Every was blurry for a moment before her vision cleared. She turned toward the old alarm clock that was supposed to be on the table, but it wasn't there.
"Tsk." She took her phone from the desk. It was 1:30 PM right now. She prepared sandwiches, took a bottle of lemonade, and went to her room with the food.
As she sat on the bed and placed the plate of sandwiches on the desk, a slight knock on the window caught her attention. Her heart leaped into her throat when she saw Spiderman outside her window.
"Spiderman!" she exclaimed, opening the windows and letting him in.
"Hello, Liz," He jumped into her room.
"I didn't expect you to come here anytime soon. You know, with how busy you are," She smiled, moving away from him. "Make yourself comfortable. I'm sorry my room is kinda mess."
Spiderman noticed her gloomy look and those dark circles under her eyes. He knew exactly what was going on with Liz. Misery must have left a small part of herself within Liz, which was slowly consuming her mind. And the shock from that day must be haunting her.
"No problem," He moved to the chair in front of the table. "So, you look like you could use a good nap. Bad dreams?" He asked, sitting on the chair.
"Yeah..." Liz sighed, sitting on the edge of the bed. "Bad dreams... Every time I close my eyes, I keep having nightmares about that night. About dying and waking up in a hospital bed with a parasite in me... It's driving me crazy."
"Yeah, it's hard to forget that moment... That brief split second before everything goes black is terrifying..." Spiderman sympathized with Liz.
"You probably faced death more than me... How do you deal with it? You know, that split second..." Liz asked curiously.
"Hmmm... At first, it was terrifying. The feeling that I could die at any moment... the fear of never seeing my loved ones again... or being buried six feet underground," He answered and paused for a moment as he remembered his past life where he was tormented every single day when death was the least of his worries. The horrible memories filled his mind, making a shiver run through his spine. Although he had his revenge and everything was over in this reality, those bastards are still alive in his real world.
Liz touched his hand and squeezed, bringing him back to reality.
'Wha-?!' She felt a weird sting in her palm, so she quickly removed her hand from Spidey's hand.
"Well, before this all started, I thought that death would be the worst thing possible," Spiderman continued. "But after facing that reality, and waking up afterward... it makes me appreciate being alive so much more. Nightmares will come and go, but eventually, they'll fade. As long as we keep going forward, we can overcome anything. For me, after I survived that blast, I decided to live my life to the fullest without holding back or regrets," He added with a smile. "And as I continued to live like that, those bad feelings, that split second, also faded away."
His words rang true in Liz's heart. If anyone understood her pain, it was the hero in front of her.
"Anyway, you are alive, aren't you? Instead of focusing on your fears, live your life. Do everything you want to do without having any regrets! Now, eat up your lunch. Then we'll talk more..."
"You want one?" Liz held up the plate, offering a sandwich to him.
"Sure," Spiderman chuckled, taking one sandwich.
They ate in silence, and Liz finished all her sandwiches. Then she sat down on the bed while he was still sitting on the chair in front of the table. While eating, Spidey noticed the broken alarm clock in the corner of the room. Then his eyes went to Liz's hands, but there wasn't any sign of cuts whatsoever.
"So, you noticed anything weird after that incident, other than nightmares?" Spiderman asked, straight to the point, regarding the matter that brought him here today.
"No not that I know of, why?" Liz wondered what brought this sudden change of topic.
"That alarm clock..." Spiderman pointed his eyes at the corner. "You smashed it in the morning, didn't you? You don't remember?"
"What... I..." She looked at the shattered glass, trying to remember. It was all blurry. She remembers hearing the sound of the alarm, but when she woke up it wasn't there on the desk. Did she smash it unconsciously in a fit of rage from a nightmare? "What's going on here?" She noticed that there weren't any cuts on her hands. "I mean, my hands are fine. I must have thrown it at the wall... I don't know." She seemed genuinely confused. "My thoughts have been quite fuzzy for a while since that incident and all the nightmares too... "
"Get out of her body unless you want to suffer the same fate as Misery," Spiderman said with a sigh.
"You? How do you know about me?" A deep, feminine voice came from Liz.
"What?!" Liz jumped down from the bed in shock. Just when she thought she got rid of the parasite, another had come to torment her. "W-what's happening..." She felt a throbbing pain inside her head. It was as if another consciousness had overtaken her and was fighting her for dominance. "Nnngh... ahhh..."
"Stop hurting her. I won't say it twice, get out of her without leaving an imprint, right now!" Spiderman demanded as he retracted the nanites and touched Liz's head, and his immunity power kicked in, forcing the white blob to flow out of her body.
"So, quiet... Ah..." A sense of calmness washed over Liz. Her face immediately lit up, and the fuzziness in her mind faded. "Uuuughhh," She heaved a breath of relief.
The white blob tried to cling onto her, but Spidey pulled it out with his right hand as a nanite-made container formed on his left hand. He placed it inside a containment container. The blob jiggled violently inside the container. It didn't matter if he tried to get it out, the container was strong enough to cage a newly born weak symbiote.
Spiderman helped Liz sit on the bed, "Careful now. It's all over."
"Did that alien just..." she asked while rubbing her eyes.
"No worries, you are free of the parasite, for real this time," Spidey assured her and smiled. "You should get some rest now." He used a simple magic on her to put her to sleep and added a spell for good dreams. "Sweet dream."
After that, he placed a spider bug on the table and left her house. He made his way toward the penthouse.
"Time to feed Venom."
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Ch: 170 [No more holding back]
Ch: 171 [Revelation pt1]
Ch: 172 [Revelation pt2]
Ch: 173 [Victor Von Doom]
AN: Big and fast-paced fights are coming up starting next chapter.
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