บท 90: Chapter 89

"They….they are dangerous," I explain slowly, "promise me Felicia, promise me if you even think the Hand is involved you'll call me right away and run as fast as you can."

"Peter I-"

"-Please," I begged, my voice sounding afraid, something she has never heard it do.

She gulped and nodded, "I promise."

I sighed, hugging her tight, "thank you Kitten...if I ever lost you I...I don't know what I would do."

She slowly hugged me back, "don't worry Tiger, you aren't getting rid of me that easily."

We swung back to her place where I used her computer to edit the video down to only the parts where Daves basically confessed to hs crimes. We quickly changed out of our costumes back into civilians clothing just as he video got rendered.

I then transfered the file to my phone where I posted the video on Instagram with links to it on my Snapchat and Twitter. Time to take it viral.

But this time though the post didn't get approved, in two minutes I got a message saying my request was denied. I was surprised, but just then I got a call, the number was blocked.

I sighed, I have a feeling I know who this is, I put the phone up to my ear, "hello?"

"What the hell were you thinking?!" I heard Fury on the other side.

"What do you mean?"

"You went after a crime lord on your own!" Fury yelled back.

"No, I went after a corrupt politician who just happened to be working with a crime boss, totally different."

"Do you realise what you almost did? You nearly caused a scandal that would rock the Eastern seaboard! If this video got out the case the FBI was building on Marcelle over the last four years would be useless!"

I flinched, "sorry."

"Next time you find a fucking crime lord in hiding do the right thing Peter, call the fucking cops! This isn't your job!"

I sighed, "right."

"And next time don't involve your girlfriend!" I paused in shock, "did you really think we wouldn't be able to extract the full video from your phone? Come on kid, I thought you were better than that. I'm serious though, the Black Cat is a known thief, don't get Spider-man involved with her."

"No Fury, this is where I draw the line, you don't get to say shit about who I involve myself with, do you understand?" I growled back at him, Felicia looked startled but wisely kept quiet.

"Actually I do, you're my agent kid, don't forget that."

"I may be your agent, but you aren't my fucking father, don't forget that! Spider-man isn't a fucking hero for you to carry around on shoulders, he's me and I'll damn well associate myself with anyone I damn want, understand?!"

Fury's line was silent, I'm pretty sure I just lost my job. Finally though he spoke, "speak to me like that again and you are done."

"No, I don't think I am, you need me, I'm arrogant as hell I know, but give me my first mission Fury and I swear you won't regret it."

"Fine, you want a mission, I'll give you one," he hanged up, I smiled. Sucker.

"What was that?" Felicia asked. I turned to her, she had her arms crossed, guarded and scared. I sighed, this was going to be difficult to explain.

"I...well, you remember Electro right?" I told her as I took off my mask and web shooters sitting on her bed.

"Yeah, kind of hard to forget when you nearly die and...wait, you saved me that day, oh my God I didn't even realise," Felicia's eyes went wide.

"Yeah, you're welcome," I chuckled, "but anyway, after that day a man broke into my house and introduced himself as Fury, the director of SHIELD."

Felicia blinked, "what?"

"Spies," I explained in one word, "he was a spy, and they knew everything about me, even who I really was. He basically offered me a job at his organization, my skills to be used to protect the world, he would give me training, equipment, anything I needed. He's the one who called. I tried to post the video but SHIELD's monitoring all my Spider-man account and didn't let me. Too dangerous it seems."

"So...what you're telling me is...you're a spy?" Felicia looked amazed.

I shrugged, "okay, yeah, if you want to think it like that."

"You ass!" she yelled, "why didn't you tell me?!"

I shrugged, "honestly? I thought you would hate me. I mean, you don't exactly like I'm a superhero I was kind of cared how you would react when I told you I was a spy."

"Well what did you expect?! You're a spy!"

"In training," I argued, at her glare I quickly backed down, "which really isn't important right now."

"And...oh my God, do they know about me?!" Felicia asked in horror.

I shrugged, "no, I doubt it. And even if they do they don't really care. People like you and I are too small for them, they only see my as a tool, you might eventually get on their radar, but not for a long time."

Felicia looked worried and I couldn't blame her. She sat on her bed with her head in her hands looking confused.

I sat down next to her and put a hand on her thigh, "Felicia," I whispered her name like it was the sweetest thing in the world, "I promise they won't ever hurt you. I won't let them. No body in this world will hurt you as long as I'm there and if they even think about it I'll kill them. I don't care what the consequences are. They won't live."

"Peter you don't-"

"No Felicia, I will," I cupped her cheek, "I'm not going to say something like you're the woman I'm going to marry or something cliche. But I do love you, I do care for you. You're my responsibility and I will never let anyone harm you, because I would rather die then let what I care for get hurt. Do you understand?"

Felicia looked into my eyes and I into hers. Slowly she closed the distance between us and locked her lips on mine. I ran my fingers down her hair and slowly pushed her down on the bed as I pushed down on her.

She moaned as I kissed her deeply. And just then her door swung open and I heard a deadly cold voice.

"What is going on here?" we moved like we were set on fire, jumping upright. I turned to the door and saw Felicia's mother glaring down at us.

Felicia sighed, "hey mom, nice timing." I just gulped having nothing witty to say. All I knew was I did not like the way she looked at me, and that I'm so glad we decided to change out of our costumes before this happened. Because that conversation would be a lot more awkward.