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Capítulo 202: New suit for Michelle

[3rd Person POV]

[1 Week Later]

[Brooklyn]

Peter stood in front of his latest project—a cutting-edge lab he had built from scratch. This was no ordinary lab, and it was certainly not a school science fair experiment. He could have used any high-tech facility that Tony or Sue gave him, but this time was different. This time, it was personal. He wanted to do this himself. No Stark Industries tech, no Baxter tech... It will be his own work. His own research, his own equipment, his own ideas, and his own vision.

The room was filled with prototypes, old gadgets, weapons, and scribbled notes scattered across the floor. The setup was far from elegant, but it was functional. The walls were lined with advanced machinery, 3D printers, high-density materials, Oscorp's fabricator that he remodeled and computers running simulations of different web designs. A holographic blueprint of Michelle's new suit was hovering over a round table.

Peter exhaled and got to work.

His first priority was functionality. Michelle wasn't used to her new powers yet, and she would need something that enhanced her agility and strength without restricting her movement. Unlike his own suit, which had been tweaked and perfected through multiple trials and errors, Michelle's suit had to work perfectly from the start.

"Time to put Oscorp's nanites to good use," Peter smirked as he began.

Using nanotechnology he learned from the research details of Oscorp back then, Peter began with a lightweight, nanomesh fabric. It was strong enough to resist bullets, knives, and extreme temperatures, but flexible enough to move like a second skin. He programmed the nanomesh to be self-healing, an idea he had picked up after seeing Tony's Model 50 suit and his Symbiote suit. If the suit ever tore during a fight, the nanobots would automatically stitch the fabric back together in real time.

Next, Peter embedded a layer of graphene under the nanomesh, reinforcing the suit to handle extreme pressure without adding unnecessary weight. Graphene was incredibly durable, but also lightweight, and could absorb energy from impacts. It also allowed him to layer in some minor electrical insulation, in case she had to deal with enemies using shock-based attacks.

As he wove the graphene into the fabric, Peter paused for a moment and tapped a few commands into the computer. A series of holographic lines danced in front of him, mapping out the stress points in the suit. He made minor adjustments, reinforcing the joints and adding extra flexibility around the knees and elbows.

He smiled. "So far, so good."

Peter couldn't help but chuckle to himself. Michelle might have spider-powers, but she didn't have the natural web-shooting ability he had. That meant she would need her own pair of web-shooters. Not just any web-shooters, though. Peter was going to design these from the ground up.

He started with a small, compact design, one that would fit neatly into the suit's wrists without being too bulky. Instead of the simple mechanical trigger he had used in his earlier models, Peter opted for something more advanced, his own creation, the neural interface, an improved version of his neural implant. By embedding a small chip into the gloves, Michelle would be able to control the shooters using just her thoughts, similar to how Peter controlled his own movements in the suit. The neural chip would detect the muscle movements in her hand and fire webs accordingly.

But the problem was the web fluid. The ones he uses are good, but he wasn't satisfied with the durability of it. So, he got an idea. He decided to experiment with his Organic Web fluids.

Peter moved to the corner of his lab, pulling out a few vials and an extraction kit. He sighed. This wasn't going to be fun, but it was necessary. Carefully, he extended his hand, watching as a thin, translucent strand of web fluid emerged from his wrist. He detached the web fluid from his hand and placed it into a glass vial, examining it closely.

"This stuff is stronger than steel or any other metal I've encountered so far," he muttered to himself, "but it's also flexible. If I can just figure out the chemical structure, maybe I can recreate it."

Peter ran multiple tests on the organic web fluid, analyzing its molecular structure. It was a complex substance—more than just sticky thread. His webbing had a unique tensile strength, flexibility, and adhesive properties that even the strongest synthetic materials couldn't fully replicate. But he wasn't ready to give up.

Over several days, Peter experimented tirelessly. He added different chemicals, tested various compounds, and ran simulations through the lab. Each failure brought him one step closer to success, and finally, after days of tweaking the formula, he found a breakthrough.

The synthetic version of his organic web fluid was finally ready. It had all the properties of his original webbing, including the durability, capable of withstanding enormous forces. In simulations, the synthetic webbing could hold against the tensile strength of Vibranium and other super-dense materials, just like his webbing when he uses his Bio-Armor or his solid web needles that are capable enough to pierce through anything.

"Now we are talking," Peter finally leaned back on his chair with a satisfied grin.

After taking a little break, he began once again...

To ensure that Michelle could shoot webs directly from her fingertips as he could, Peter designed a system that integrated the synthetic web fluid into the gloves of her suit. Instead of using traditional web shooters, he modified the fingertips of the gloves to hold micro-reservoirs of the web fluid. Each fingertip contained a small nozzle that could release the web fluid in a controlled manner, allowing Michelle to shoot webs with the same precision as his organic abilities.

The most exciting part was the web needle feature. Using advanced nanotechnology, Peter designed a second layer of micro-nozzles embedded within the fingertips, and on multiple parts of the suit, which could shoot highly concentrated web needles. These web needles, when fired at high velocity, could pierce through tough surfaces and even act as projectiles in combat.

"It's gonna be like an AOE attack," He grinned.

He ran multiple simulations and even used the suit using a remote control in the target area and the result was kinda devastating as the entire training field got messed up by the needles.

"It's a success," He laughed, "Michelle will definitely love this."

After that, he added a couple more customization.

Next was the suit's system.

Taking inspiration from his own suit's AI and the tech Tony had used in the symbiote suit, Peter began working on the suit's HUD and onboard AI.

He embedded micro-cameras into the suit's mask to allow for a 360-degree field of vision. He linked those to a high-speed processor he installed into the back of the suit, allowing Michelle to track enemies in real time, even if they were out of her line of sight. The processor also had a direct link to the web-shooters, allowing Michelle to aim and fire with pinpoint accuracy.

Next, he created a stealth mode for the suit. By adjusting the nanomesh fabric, he was able to build an active camouflage system, allowing Michelle to blend into her surroundings for a brief period. It wasn't perfect invisibility, but it would be enough to give her an edge in combat or avoid detection when needed.

"Ah! I almost forgot, she already has invisible power. Sigh! Oh, well, it might come in handy later on," Peter mumbled to himself.

Finally, he added a few personal touches. He created a heads-up display in the mask that would allow Michelle to receive tactical information, monitor her vitals, and access various communication channels. The AI system, though rudimentary compared to Tony's, would give her live combat data, analyze enemy patterns, and offer strategic suggestions in the heat of battle.

With the suit's functionality complete, Peter focused on the suit's aesthetic. He knew Michelle wouldn't want anything too flashy, so he kept the design sleek and simple. He opted for a black and dark purple color scheme, with silver accents along the edges as a default color. The mask was simple, with narrow white lenses for the eyes and subtle silver highlights along the jawline. It was form-fitting but breathable, allowing for maximum comfort and visibility. Peter added a spider emblem to the chest, similar to his own but sleeker, with sharp edges.

A week had passed, and the lab was a mess of wires, parts, and empty energy drink cans. Peter stood back, admiring his work. The suit was ready. He ran one final diagnostic check, making sure every system was functioning perfectly. He did it without sleeping for an entire week and almost 24 hrs of hard work every day, minus the daily necessities.

Peter took out his phone and called. Michelle, "Hey, Michelle. Got a surprise for you."

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Capítulo 203: Michelle's first swing

[First person POV]

I stood a few feet away from Michelle, on the rooftop of a building, looking out over the city. She looked down at the street from the roof and quickly moved back. The wind brushed past us, and the sun was setting, painting the skyline in a mix of orange and pink.

"Wow, aren't we kinda too high up here?" She asked nervously.

"Don't worry, the view is amazing," I chuckled and turned around. "And it's about to get even better."

"Okay, Peter, why are we here? You said you wanted to show me something."

I pulled out a simple gray scarf from my bag, casually tossing it in the air between us. Michelle's brow furrowed as she caught it, staring at it like she was trying to see how a regular cheap-looking scarf could be something special that we had to meet up here for.

"This is it? A scarf?"

I smirked. "Not just any scarf. Put it on."

She gave me a skeptical look but, knowing me, she went along with it. She wrapped the scarf loosely around her neck, still staring at me like I was playing some kind of prank.

"Now, say, suit up!" I instructed.

"Okay, sure, what the hell. Suit up," she rolled her eyes.

Suddenly, the nanobots in the scarf activated, flowing down the fabric and quickly covering her body in a sleek, black and purple suit. Michelle stumbled, surprised by the sudden change. She stared at her hands, flexing them in amazement.

"Holy shit," she muttered, looking up at me.

I grinned. "Pretty cool, right?"

"This looks so fit and kinda comfy?"

"Took a while to improve the comfort level," I said, shrugging.

"Is this why you went missing for an entire week? Is this my suit?" She asked in awe, moving around a bit and feeling the fabric.

"This is the first prototype," I nodded.

"A prototype?!"

"Yeah, the next one will be the final design, hopefully," I explained, "You gotta get used to all the functions and train with the suit on and I'm gonna take data and analyze them for the perfect version."

"So, this isn't the finished product?"

"Oh no, it's finished alright. But there's much more to come. This is only the tip of the iceberg," I smiled, "The new AI needs to get used to your movements and fighting style and everything. The more you use it the more the nanites will get used to the reaction time and other things, so it's best to use it a lot and make it your own. I've already programmed the basic movement protocols, but the rest is up to you. It's your suit, after all."

"Oh," she muttered, staring at the hands.

"Anyway, that's not the only thing I got for you," I said as I walked over to the roof's edge. "Looks pretty nice from up here, isn't it? You can almost feel like you can touch the clouds."

Michelle gave me a skeptical look, slowly walking towards me. She reached out and grabbed my arm.

"What are you doing?"

"Nothing, just hold onto me," I grinned, grabbing her. "C'mon. Come closer. Trust me."

She let go of me and stepped forward, staring down at the ground. I could tell she was nervous, and I could understand. We were standing on a rooftop, overlooking the streets.

"Hhmm... What are these red dots on the screen before my eyes?!" Michelle's voice suddenly raised a few octaves as she pointed toward the holographic screen hovering in front of her.

"Oh, that? That's your first training course of swinging around the city. Well, good luck," I pushed her off the building.

"Wait, whaaaaaaa-" She screamed, and her voice trailed off as she fell.

I followed behind her, "Aim your hand at those red dots and think of shooting webs. Simple, right?" I instructed her over the comms.

"I'm gonna kill you, PARKER!" Michelle shouted as she frantically waved her arms, trying to grab onto something.

"Calm down, Michelle," I laughed. "Remember, the suit can handle a few falls."

"A few?! This is more than a few! And I can't swing. I don't know how to shoot the webs. I don't even have the web-shooters," she replied frantically.

"Trust the suit," I said calmly, "Let it guide you. Just think of what you want to do and it will do it for you. Besides, I never knew you as a scaredy-cat, Michelle."

"Damn you!" She followed my instructions and shot her hand toward a nearby building. A few seconds later, the suit shot out a stream of webbing, and Michelle jerked forward, her trajectory changed instantly.

"Yes, that's it," I smiled.

"You better stop yelling in my ears," She yelled as she aimed for the second target.

"Alright, alright, no need to shout," I teased. "You're doing good."

"I'm not used to this," she grumbled.

"I'm right behind you. Don't worry," I assured her. "Just keep going."

"If I die, I'll kill you. And don't even think of saying that death has to go through you to kill me because that's too freakin' cringe, Peter Parker."

"That was bad, even for you," I chuckled. "And you're not going to die."

"Okay, let's take it slow," I said, staying close behind Michelle as she swung through the air, her form a little shaky but improving with each passing second. She shot another web toward a tall building, the line catching securely, and swung in a wide arc. Her grip on the web seemed tense, but at least she was moving forward.

"Slow? You pushed me off a freaking building, Peter!" she snapped, her voice sharp over the comms. Despite her words, I could hear a hint of excitement in her tone, maybe even a bit of thrill.

"Technically, you're still alive, right?" I grinned, watching her catch herself mid-swing and correct her trajectory. "Besides, if I didn't push you, you wouldn't have jumped."

"Yeah, and now I'm flying through the air like a human wrecking ball!" she shouted, narrowly avoiding a light post.

"You're getting the hang of it," I encouraged. "Remember, the suit is designed to adapt. Just focus on the target, and your instincts will take over. Don't forget you got Spider senses, now. You'll get used to it."

Michelle shot another web, her movements now more fluid as she swung past a towering skyscraper. I could tell she was starting to relax—her arms weren't as stiff, and her swings were longer, more confident.

"How do you deal with the speed?" she asked, breathless. "It feels like I'm going to smash into something any second!"

"You get used to it," I said, pulling alongside her. "Trust me, it becomes second nature. You'll feel more in control the more you swing. And trust yourself. Focus. Everything around you will be as if frozen in time or moving very slowly. It will be easier for you to experience it yourself rather than me explaining. So, go on. Go even faster."

"I can't believe this is real," she said, her tone incredulous, and for a moment, I thought she might be talking to herself.

"Believe it. It is real," I smiled.

We swung through the city, the wind rushing past us, the sunset casting long shadows over the buildings. Michelle's hesitancy started to fade, and soon enough, she was taking on more daring moves—like swinging higher and aiming for further buildings.

"Okay, this is kinda cool," she admitted, though her voice still carried a hint of nervousness. "I can't believe I'm saying this, but I think I'm getting the hang of it."

"See? What did I tell you?" I smiled. "You're a natural."

"Don't get cocky, Parker," she shot back, but I could hear the grin in her voice.

We swung side by side, Michelle's movements now more precise as she aimed at the red dots projected by her suit. She was still a bit wobbly when she landed on a rooftop, but she quickly launched herself off again without hesitation.

"You know," she said after a while, "I could actually get used to this whole swinging thing."

"Told you," I laughed. "You're doing great."

"I hate how right you are sometimes," she muttered, shooting another web toward a nearby building.

"Admit it. You love it," I grinned.

"Whatever," she said, but I could tell she was smiling.

As we continued swinging, the sky grew darker, and the stars began to appear. Finally, we landed back where we started. Michelle slumped down on the roof with a heavy sigh. She was breathing hard. As she deactivated her mask, the nanites flowed back around her neck.

"Well, that was something," she huffed.

"How was your first lesson?" I asked.

She lay on her back as I too took off the mask and lay beside her, looking up at the night sky.

"Exhilarating, thrilling, scary, confusing, exhausting," she listed, and I chuckled.

"Yeah, the first few times are always a bit crazy."

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