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Capítulo 180: SYSTEM OVERLOAD

Miles' body lay in a broken heap, sparking and leaking the blue nanite fluid that had once given him the edge. Gwen's energy cannon remained locked on him, her targeting systems tracking his every movement. Her cybernetic sensors registered that he was still functional, but only barely. She knew she should finish him off—neutralize the threat for good—but something inside her hesitated. Perhaps it was the memory of who Miles used to be, or maybe the guilt from everything she had done. Whatever it was, it gave him the moment he needed.

Without warning, Miles' eyes snapped open, glowing with yellow electricity. Gwen's sensors went haywire for a moment. Before she could react, a surge of electricity erupted from Miles' body, a blinding burst of bio-electric energy that sent her systems into chaos. The force of the blast overloaded her circuits, causing her internal mechanisms to sputter and spark. Her body was thrown backward, crashing into the remnants of a crumbling wall.

As Gwen tried to stabilize, her systems were still reeling from the shock. Error messages flooded her HUD, her cybernetics struggling to recover from the overloaded electricity. She tried to move, but her limbs responded sluggishly as if submerged in molasses. Her processors struggled to reboot her combat protocols, but the damage was more severe than she had anticipated.

Miles slowly rose to his feet, the nanites already hard at work repairing his damaged body. His exoskeleton was gone, the massive suit that had nearly crushed Gwen now scattered in pieces around the ruined warehouse. What stood in its place was the lean, sinewy form of Miles Morales, stripped down to his core. His body crackled with power, the venomous electricity crackling around his body as the nanites fixed the gaping wound in his chest.

"You really thought it was over, Gwen?" Miles' voice was filled with a menacing calm, the smugness returning to his tone. "You should've known better. I'm only 50% cyborg, you know. Thanks to that, I was able to retain my Spider powers." He stared at her with a dark, sinister smile. "Who would have thought, you'd force me to use my trump card so soon."

Gwen's systems finally rebooted, but not without significant glitches. Her vision flickered, the HUD displaying error messages and warnings. She initiated a diagnostic scan, but it was slow, her systems struggling to respond to her commands. The damage from Miles' blast had compromised her cybernetics, leaving her vulnerable in a way she hadn't anticipated.

Miles didn't give her a chance to recover.

He lunged at her with lightning speed. Gwen's sensors registered the incoming threat, but her body was too slow to respond. Miles was on her in an instant, his fists crackling with yellow electricity as he landed a blow squarely on her chest. The force of the impact sent another surge of electricity through her systems, causing them to glitch even more violently.

[Crackle] Gwen's body flew in the air, crashing on the ground a few yards away.

[System Overloaded.] The Cyber-Suit's interface in her head was giving error messages. 'Damn it. Why now?!' Gwen cursed in her mind, but the damage to her circuits had left her in no shape to fight, her limbs were slow and unresponsive, her senses dull, her tactical interfaces corrupted, and her processing speeds significantly reduced. All of which was the result of Miles' surprise attack with his electrical abilities.

Miles was relentless. He struck again and again, each blow infused with bioelectricity that further scrambled her circuits. Sparks flew from her body as her systems began to shut down one by one, leaving her movements erratic and uncontrolled.

"You see, Gwen," Miles said, his voice dripping with satisfaction as he landed another blow, "It was so fun to see you think you won."

He grabbed her by the neck, lifting her off the ground with ease. His eyes glowed with electric fury as he tightened his grip, his nanites humming with power. Gwen's sensors flared, indicating critical system failures across multiple subsystems. She tried to break free, but her limbs wouldn't obey her commands. Her cybernetics were failing her at the worst possible moment.

"I could end you right here, right now," Miles hissed, his grip tightening further. "But where's the fun in that? I'm gonna fix that emotion sensor of yours and then strip you part by part, you bitch. Oh, the pain and screams... I can fucking imagine it. That's the best part of being a cyborg. No matter how much you want to die or break your sensor to feel emotions...it's not possible when I can fix it over and over again and watch you scream in pain... Hahahahaha!"

With a cold glare, he ripped Gwen's mask away from her face. Sparks of electricity exploded from her cybernetic socket and her somewhat organic face contorted in agony. Her vision flickered. Pain surged through her, both physical and emotional, as she stared into Miles' twisted expression, his once-familiar eyes now glowing with the madness of power. She felt the cold metal of his grip tighten around her neck.

But amid the chaos, Gwen's mind raced, her remaining human instincts clashing with the cold logic of her failing AI. She knew she had no chance of overpowering Miles physically, not in her current state. But there was something else—a final, desperate option.

Miles was too consumed by his own sadistic pleasure to notice the subtle changes in Gwen's posture. As he lifted her higher, enjoying her helplessness, she made a quick decision. Her fingers, trembling with effort, brushed against a hidden compartment in her armor. With a simple press, she accessed the manual override.

A flood of warnings and error messages flashed before her eyes, but she ignored them.

Her internal systems began to shut down, one by one, as she shut down the AI. The nanites now responded to her direct commands, sluggishly at first, but she somehow managed to control them.

Gwen could feel the strain on her body, the physical toll of controlling the nanites without AI assistance. Although she was a cyborg, 30% of her body was still human, including her brain and heart, so the strain was critical and thanks to the original neural implant, she was able to control the nanites. She divided them into two parts, one to sustain her life and the other to attack Miles.

Miles noticed the change too late. His sadistic grin faltered as Gwen's eyes, once filled with pain and fear, now glinted with something far more dangerous—determination. Before he could react, she unleashed the nanites in her body, directing them toward a single, desperate objective. The tiny machines, designed for repair and enhancement, now had a new purpose: sabotage.

Miles' grip weakened as he felt the nanites enter his body, slipping through the cracks in his exoskeleton, and infiltrating his systems. His eyes widened in shock, the yellow electricity that crackled around him faltering. He tried to pull back, but Gwen held on with what little strength she had left, her voice barely a whisper.

"Where the fuck do you think you are going?" She rasped, forcing herself to smirk despite the strain of maintaining her own life. "Why aren't you laughing?"

The conflicting nanites clashed within Miles' body, their programming at odds with each other. Gwen's nanites sought to disable and disrupt, while Miles' own fought to maintain control. The internal battle sent violent spasms through Miles' frame as the two forces warred for dominance. Sparks flew from his body as systems began to short-circuit, unable to handle the conflicting commands.

"You think that 50% of your organic body will be able to withstand this?" She smirked.

Miles staggered back, releasing Gwen as he tried to regain control. But the damage was done. His body, once so powerful and invincible, was now a battleground of conflicting energies. He could feel his nanites losing ground, his control slipping as Gwen's sabotage spread like a virus through his systems. He was forced to withdraw the nanites from his organic part to stop the foreign nanites, but the overheating was damaging his organic body, and without the healing nanites... He was pretty much fried.

"Crap!!" Miles shouted as he tried to use his bioelectricity, but it backfired as the nanites went into overdrive unable to decide what to do─ Stop the foreign nanites, stop the virus, heal his organic body, repair his cybernetics, cool down the overheating, maintain the balance of his bioelectricity or drop everything and maintain life support.

In the end, the machine has its limitations, and they crash in all directions.

"You… you bitch!" Miles snarled, his voice laced with desperation as he staggered. But Gwen was no longer listening. Her systems were on the verge of total shutdown, her vision blurring...

'This is the end!' Gwen was about to activate self-destruction when a familiar voice came to her ears. It was faint, but her hearing cybernetics allowed her to make out the words.

<You did well. I'll take it from here since the big boss is about to appear now. Thanks to you, I was able to teleport out my Gwen without him noticing. So, I'll forgive you for punching a hole in my chest, obviously for a kiss.>

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Capítulo 181: SELF-DESTRUCT

'Hahaha... Same as ever, huh?!' Gwen thought as her system was shutting down due to lack of power. The nanites maintaining her organic parts also stopped working, leaving her life in danger.

Even so, Gwen smiled.

'To think you have regeneration... You hid it well, Peter...'

She closed her eyes, satisfied with her last act of defiance.

However, just when she thought it was all over, her system began to reboot itself, surprising her.

<What?!>

Her HUD lit up as the nanites began to function again. Her systems rebooted, restoring full power to her cybernetic components. Her sensors registered a new presence, the familiar face of Peter Parker. He was holding her unstable Arc Reactor.

"Welcome back to the world of living again, Gwen," Peter greeted her with a wry smile.

"...Pete?!" She called in surprise.

"I've replaced your power source, but your cybernetics need some serious repair. So, take a break. We'll talk after I take care of this shitty situation," Peter replied.

Gwen was about to reply but saw Miles leaping towards them, roaring in rage.

"YOU! PARKER!!"

Peter dodged Miles effortlessly and slammed his fist into Miles' chin, sending him flying backward. Miles tried to stand up, but the shock from the punch shattered his lower jaws.

"I've already overloaded his system. He'll die soon," Gwen said as she pulled herself up with Peter's help.

"I know, but that's only if there was only one Miles Morales."

"...What do you mean?"

"I've been analyzing him since the battle started. That's just a clone original Miles made. A perfect copy, but still a clone. Not to mention the remote control program in his implant... His death won't change anything. The real Miles is somewhere else..."

"What?! Where?"

"He'll be here any moment to finish the job... He's been watching us through that clone's eyes after all."

Gwen clenched her fist. Her systems might have rebooted, but she was far from being fully operational. Her cybernetics were severely damaged, leaving her vulnerable to another attack. She was in no condition to fight, but Peter seemed calm as if he had something in mind.

Peter opened a portal, "Go in and wait for me."

Gwen hesitated but did as he told. She needed to rest and recuperate to get her systems back online. As soon as she entered the portal, he closed it and blinked before the clone, who was on his fours, struggling to get up.

Peter stomped the clone's waist, breaking him as a sickening crunch was heard, sending a final jolt of bio-electricity through the ruined machinery. The clone spasmed violently before collapsing, its limbs splayed in unnatural angles, the once powerful and intimidating figure now reduced to a heap of malfunctioning circuits and organic debris. Blue liquid was splattered on the ground, creating a nasty gooey mess.

He took out a small device from his pocket and slammed it on the cyborg's neck. It was a neural interface injector, designed to hack into his own creations, like the neural implants and the cybernetics these cyborgs were using. Peter made it so that if a time came when his inventions were being used for bad things, then with a single command, he could shut them down or control them according to the situation.

"Well, who would have thought that a single invention of mine would come to bite me in the ass..." Peter mumbled under his breath as he took out his custom phone-sized computer, designed to use as his on the go PC.

A small burst of blue electricity surged from the injector, flowing into the exposed circuitry. The clone's eyes flickered, the yellow glow fading in and out as Peter's device began its work. The neural interface dug deep into the clone's central processing unit, bypassing layers of encryption and security protocols. Peter's fingers danced across the touch screen, his eyes focused on the streams of data flooding in.

"Let's see what secrets you're hiding," he murmured, scanning through the data. The interface blinked as it recognized the signature of Peter's old programming—this clone was based on his own work, after all. He knew where to look, which traps to avoid, and what weak spots to exploit. Within moments, he was inside the clone's mainframe, connected to the network that linked all the remaining cyborgs together.

The system opened up to him...

"What the fuck?!"

The clone was part of a larger hive, a network that stretched across the city, controlling dozens, if not hundreds, of other cyborgs. Each one was a potential weapon, and Miles—the real Miles—was the puppet master pulling the strings.

"Motherfucker! When the heck did he create all these cyborgs?! Did he bring them with him? Or... Is he mass-producing them? God damn it!" He cursed as he noticed a set timer. The cyborgs were set to self-destruct in less than 10 minutes. The realization hit him like a freight train. Miles wasn't just interested in Gwen or himself; he wanted to turn the entire city into a graveyard, using the cyborgs as living bombs. Peter's hands moved faster, racing against the clock. He didn't have much time. "If all these hundreds of cyborgs self-destruct together within a city, the damage would be unimaginable!! So, this was your plan, huh?! Well, not if I can help it."

The clone's body convulsed, sparks flying from its joints as Peter hacked deeper into the system. He could feel Miles' presence, the original's mind watching him through the network, and was trying to reverse hack, but Peter was faster, smarter. "You future kid wanna compete with me in hacking?!"

He broke through the final layer of security, accessing the core command structure.

"Gotcha," Peter said with a grim smile. The neural interface device hummed, synchronizing with the clone's network. Peter took a deep breath and issued a single command.

The cyborgs across the city—hidden in buildings, attacking the city, fighting the heroes, disguised as civilians, lurking in the shadows—jerked to a halt. Their eyes glowed as one, a synchronized pulse of yellow light. The city's surveillance systems picked up the sudden shift, cameras capturing the eerie scene as hundreds of cyborgs turned their heads skyward, as if answering a silent call.

The Avengers and X-Force took this chance to destroy as many cyborgs as they could.

Peter bypassed Miles' control completely, taking over the network. His fingers flew across the device's interface, issuing a new set of commands. The cyborgs responded instantly, their bodies stiffening as they received their orders. One by one, they began to rise into the air, their thrusters and jet packs activating in unison. It was an awe-inspiring yet terrifying sight—an army of cyborgs ascending into the night sky, leaving the ground behind as they soared higher and higher above the city.

Miles' voice crackled through the neural link, distorted and filled with rage. "PARKER! What the hell do you think you're doing?!"

Peter didn't answer immediately, too focused on ensuring every last cyborg was accounted for. He could feel Miles' desperation, the original trying to wrest control back, but Peter was prepared. He had locked down the command codes, rerouted the network's energy flow, and even set up decoy loops to distract Miles' AI from finding the real command structure.

"Nothing much, just saving the city from your mass murder attempt," Peter finally replied, his tone casual but deadly serious.

"You bastard! Do you know how much time I spent on creating them?!" Miles cursed, "I'm gonna kill your entire family, you motherfucker! You better stop it, Parker. I'm telling you... I'm gonna kill your family if that's the last thing I do!"

"If you think you can take on Wanda and a Black Cat with Venom, be my guest. Or, come and fight me like a man... Oops, I forgot. You ain't even a man anymore, fucking cyborg or should I say, Morlun's bitch... Did you suck him off or something or did you offer your ass? Wait! Don't tell me he offered his ass to you so that you could fuck him with your cybernetic dick while Morlun moaned like a bitch in heat... Oh! Sorry! He already moans like a bitch in heat, doesn't he? Augg! Bunch of creeps doing all shorts of shits..." Peter replied with a mocking tone.

"YOU! FUCKING! PIECE! OF! SHIT! PARKER! I'LL KILL YOU! I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU!!" Miles roared in anger.

Peter cut the connection, severing Miles' influence from the network completely. The cyborgs were his now, their fates sealed.

High above the city, the cyborgs reached the peak of their ascent. Peter could see them on his micro PC, hundreds of tiny dots clustered together in the sky, glowing faintly against the backdrop of stars. He activated the final sequence, his thumb hovering over the confirmation button.

"Time for some fireworks..." Peter said with a smirk as he pressed the button.

The sky lit up with a series of explosions, each one blooming like a deadly flower. The cyborgs detonated in quick succession, their bodies disintegrating into fiery shards that rained down harmlessly into the ocean or burnt out in the atmosphere. The night was filled with the sounds of destruction, but for the first time, it was destruction that brought relief instead of despair. The city below remained untouched, spared from the carnage that had been intended for it.

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