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Chương 190: Arc Seven. Chapter One Hundred Ninety. AIM To Be Better

Justin was having a great day. Not only had he heard that Killian's wife, who he thought was a babe, was going to be back at work soon but that Gwen Stacy and Oliva Octavious would be working at Parker Inc.

He snorted, Parker Inc, following the trend of the greats in naming their companies after themselves the kid would be under in a month. Hammer had tried to convince Killian to just give him the money and let the kid swing, but Killian needed him and so he just had to let it go.

As he watched the pair, he knew that the foxy young blonde was Gwen, show him around the warehouse he really didn't care for it. Faddy condos weren't his thing and he preferred his penthouse apartment. He couldn't fault the boy for his taste in women. Gwen was stunning but Olivia was a bit nerdy for his tastes, but he knew that if the boy could score someone like her, then he could too.

"So, you have the armour, and the glider still?" and Gwen looked over at Liv,

"Uh, kinda. Ultron broke the suit and the glider trying to attack Peter, so we have parts of them but not much else."

"You know those are mine right? Even if that crappy excuse for an AI was controlling them they were still mine." Justin saw the opportunity to get some of that money, the insurance should cover the cost of the glider and suit but getting a favour from Stacy and Octavious would be much better. Reaching into his pocket he opened his phone and scowled as he got no signal, "Hey what's with the reception?" and Gwen shrugged,

"We are in a bad spot, I can, if you want?" and as he handed over his phone Gwen copied the number and dialled it on her phone.

"Hey yeah, send Ivan over, I need an expert." and as he hung up the phone the trio stared uncomfortably at each other,

What a dick, Gwen mused and Liv nodded.

"Coffee, Mr Hammer?" she asked, and as Gwen handed him back his phone, he let his fingers rub over hers, giving her a creepy smile and Liv instantly hated the man.

"Just one sugar and creamer thanks." he smiled and Liv frowned, did he really expect her to make coffee for him? and as she lay down one of the good cups Peter insisted on getting for May, she left the sugar and creamer next to him.

Shaking his head he added in the sugar and as he stirred it the buzzer for the warehouse went,

As Gwen stared and shrugged at the large mobster at the gate, Hammer looked over, "yeah, that's Ivan, let him in." and Gwen frowned, but as part of AIM, she had to at least be nice to him.

As Ivan entered the warehouse he smiled at the pair, "Wat you want? I vaz buzy."

"Yeah, I still don't understand you, Ivan. Check the glider and the suit for dam-a-ges," Hammer spoke slowly and condescendingly to the man who shook his head,

"Mizz, vere is suit?" and Liv smiled,

"I'll show you, dear. We kept it secure upstairs in one of our labs." and as he nodded Liv left Gwen with Hammer.

"So uh, you work for Parker right?" and Gwen smiled and nodded,

"Peter and I worked on the Stacy formula together," and she gave him another smile, "but my focus is pharm, not mech, so Liv is your better choice," and she smirked as Hammer spluttered.

"Just making conversation," and he leaned back. "Still though, if you ever want to work in a real lab, you could give me a call and I can get Killian to offer you a position. That's our AIM," and he smirked, "we help you, you help me, it's all good. Like a big family."

"Killian already offered me a job, Mr Hammer, and I turned him down. Once Parker Incorporated gets running, you'll see some of the work we can do, and it'll blow your mind."

"Justin, call me Justin and yeah sure. I've looked over the CLS and its years away from a proper prototype, and that even once you get your space up and running. Listen, no disrespect but splitting the focus of a startup company is fatal. Stick to one thing and make it shine, otherwise, you're just blowing money on half-assing different things,"

"Rather than half-assing a single product." and as she smirked, Justin frowned. It was common knowledge the Hammer tech weapons he gave the ETF were unreliable and had failed to live up to their promised stopping power. Even against the Goblin armour, they had barely dented it and it was her own acidic concoction that caused Norman to flee. At the memory, Gwen frowned, which Justin took the wrong way.

"Now listen-" but as he was about to begin a tirade, Ivan shouted down from the walkway above.

"Glider is shit, suit is shit, only reactor iz good," Ivan shouted down from the workshop and Justin shook his head,

"Then grab it and let's go," he shouted back.

Gwen looked up, "that might not be possible Mr Hammer. The reactor Osborn used was taken from Liv, and we checked, she still holds the patent. I also thought that you were only here for the glider?" but he tutted and stood,

"I paid good money for them both. If it's installed in the suit, then I can take it." and as he walked up the stairs to the penthouse he stopped,

"Is that the War Machine armour?" and he instantly walked over to it, running his hand over its black and grey coloured frame,

"Uh, I could just take this right? I mean, if it's a confiscated terrorist weapon, then it doesn't belong to anyone right." and Peter was already out of the workshop and into the storage area.

"No, it belongs to Shield, and you can take the glider and the Goblin armour, but not that, and not Livs reactor."

"Iz fine boss, have own reactor, and plus, armour is shit. Look, fractures here, here and here, early stuff, can do much better." Ivan pointed a finger at barely visible damage and as Hammer squinted, he just shrugged,

"But still, I mean, as part of AIM we share right, and I could maybe take it to hold, somewhere much more secure than here." but Peter stepped in front of the armour and shook his head.

"Mr Hammer. I forgave Killian for his little stunt, and while AIM is a great idea, I'm sure we can all work together. Stealing armour is not doing you any favours. Whereas me having to explain to Shield why you stole their armour and that I let you, is in fact a giant pain in my ass. Right now I have enough pains in my ass without you adding more." Justin raised an eyebrow,

"Then don't tell them. I can have this under a tarp and gone in five minutes, maybe I took it by accident rather than whatever Ultron left of the Goblin armour. Maybe you weren't here and I walked it past your two assistants."

Before Gwen launched into a tirade of her own, Peter raised a hand and both Gwen and Liv huffed and stood with their arms crossed.

"Mr Hammer, the best I can do is let you take pictures of the internals, and Ivan and Liv can go over the finer details of the work she did. But, as you've been nothing but a condescending ass since you got here, why don't you take your scrapped shit and get the fuck out of my home before I throw you out."

Justin tutted and looked over at Ivan, "And If I just took it, I mean, I'm not much but Ivan here is a pretty big guy, plus I've got a crew outside waiting, you think a scrawny kid and two women could stop me."

"Hey, we are not taking nuthin, stop being jackazz," Ivan spoke up. "I am sorry, he is, how you say, stupid." and he shook his head at Justin. "We will take armour, for analysis, but if mizz wants to talk about the reactor I will be happy. Ivan, Ivan Vanko," and Liv raised an eyebrow,

"Your father helped create the original, with Howard Stark," and Ivan laughed and stuck out a hand to shake hers,

"Fazher got screwed, Stark took dezign," and Liv nodded,

"I know all about that. Osborn stole most of my work as well, the armour and the glider were both my babies before he took them. Before they were taken from me twice," and she gave Hammer a pointed look. "But, while I can say this now, it's all water under the bridge. I'm glad they are in good hands Mr Vanko, and if you need help, time permitting then I would be happy to discuss things with you." and Ivan beamed,

"See, ziz is how you do things yez. Not be asshole, make friends, drink vodka" and he raised an eyebrow, "you do drink?"

Gwen laughed, "I'll be right back," and after a few moments brought in a glass filled with a shot of clear white liquid, "I grabbed the bottle from your place," and Peter nodded. Knocking it back Ivan coughed and put a hand to his mouth,

"You make ziz?" and Gwen beamed and nodded, "puts hair on your ass yez?" and he laughed. "Oh yez I come back, we talk robots and drink, get good caviar and work on designz" he handed the glass back to Gwen and, putting his hands together, bowed, "spasibo," and as he looked over at Hammer, who was stood with his arms crossed, scowling. "Honest, junk glider and suit, not good, even to examine, might as well scrap and start again. If the offer on War Machine is good then I come back with camera, maybe get a look at the controller too yez?" and Peter shrugged.

"Honestly, Shield have kinda forgotten about it, but it still doesn't mean you can take it Justin." and Justin tutted,

"Mr Hammer." and Peter shook his head,

"Whatever. Let's head back downstairs, If you're not taking anything we don't need to be up here" and he motioned for the party to move. Justin ran his hand over the armour one last time before sighing and moving out of the storage room which Peter closed behind him.

I don't need to read his mind to know he's going to try and steal it, Liv sent to him and Peter nodded, scowling.

Do we get Shield involved or just let him, I don't really want to start fending off more assholes in our home. I'd rather throw his ass at Shield and let the WSC deal with it. Meeting Selene and then Shaw is bad enough without this sleazeball as well.

Dear, we normally leave things like that up to you, it is your property, our home but you are still the landlord here.

Yeah but I don't want you to miss out on your new friend, I saw that look. Shield might take them both.

I'm sure Fury would do us one last favour before he leaves. If Ivan is here without papers we can always hide him. I'm sure nobody cares if a Russian engineer disappears and suddenly gets sponsored by Parker Inc right?

I can do that?

Yes, dear, you can. As well as your enhanced team perks you can sponsor immigrants with exceptional talent. If Mr Vanko is half as smart as his father then you might have just struck gold.

Fine, once Hammer leaves I'll get Shield on the line and have them take it, preferably today, If Hammer shows up with goons they can fight it out, off the property.

As Ivan and Liv continued their discussion and Hammer and Peter continued their glaring match he showed them off the property while Gwen called Fury through Natasha. They had all put in notice but he was still Director and was nice enough to wait until they got his replacement in. Word was General Ross had been earmarked, and that the military's Thunderbolts were being rolled into the Avengers Initiative, but it was all hearsay.

He promised an escort and engineer would be there within the hour to get anything War Machine and Goblin related, and Peter was just glad to have it all off the property. Liv busied herself with a screwdriver and soon enough the cracked and useless reactor was out of the Goblin suit, but she left the War Machine alone, its arcstar reactor was Shields and even though it was based on her tech it was part of her plea bargain for assaulting two high ranking military officers.

As Peter expected he was greeted at the front gate by Hammer and a lawyer. Hammer was claiming the War Machine armour was the real Goblin armour and the scrap was just to throw him off. As the convoy of Shield agents arrived Peter let them onto the property and under a tarp, they took the armour away.

"Look, I told you Shield wanted it back, go wave your writ at them," and with a smug grin, he closed the chainlink fence and walked back into the warehouse.

"Yeah, this isn't the last you've heard of this Parker." but with enough on his plate, Peter ignored him.


Chương 191: Arc Seven. Chapter One Hundred Ninety-One. A History Lesson

Natasha had been right. As soon as Peter tendered his resignation he received several phone calls, all from bureaucratic assholes telling him he was a government agent and he couldn't just quit. Once he explained that yes he could, as he had only signed the trainee contract and not a full agent one they then became more threatening.

At first, it was the criminal record that Venom supposedly had, but Matt had already taken care of that, and the paperwork, all with Director Fury's signature was filed, copied and neatly handed back, with a polite but stern 'Fuck you.'

Then it was his status as an alien host, as well as the rest of the group, was brought up and Peter just kindly reminded them that not only was he good friends with Thor, the Prince of Asgard but Carol Danvers as well, a member of Nova Corps, who had granted him immunity under galactic Law.

The phone calls became less hostile but even more annoying. A final medical, to approve his discharge had been scheduled and Peter just laughed and brushed them off. There was no law that said he had to undergo a medical examination if he didn't want to, especially when he was quitting. Pointing out his lawyer would have a field day felt like cheating, but they were becoming more insistent and superpowers wouldn't help here. Once a few phone calls had been made he was in the clear and it was almost time for his meeting with Shaw.

He had taken Livs advice and had Wanda contact Selene. If anyone knew how to deal with a mutant organisation it would be her, and while he felt Charles was closer he might preach tolerance and forgiveness, while Emma wanted fire and brimstone. Peter still had to endure the glare of not just Charles but Logan as well. Laura had been very vocal about losing her virginity to him and it seemed that her father disapproved. Peter didn't really care though. He placated him with a family meal, where, his mother, Curt, and everyone else would be present. Logan was gruff, but he figured after a hundred or so years he was probably a lot more tolerant than most.

A new pilot had come to take them to the island and they had used Shields hanger to board. He was a young man, and looked barely out of his twenties but as flying isn't something you just let anyone do Peter felt safe enough.

As they landed there was no one but Selene waiting for them, holding a wicker basket filled with jars and other small wrapped baskets,

"I wish to apologize, Mr Parker. When we first met I was rude and assumed the worst. It was my mistake and I hope that this collection of small treats may in some way make it up to you." As Peter took the basket with a wary eye he took a small breath and a selection of preserves, pastries and bread products filled his nose.

Selene smiled, "we support the island by creating artisanal goods. Pates, jams, jellies, and a lot of other goods we sell to high-end stores. It allows us some modern luxuries without being too dependent on the mainland," she explained as they walked down the road from the landing strip. "Ah yes, we tend not to use vehicles here. Most of the children have movement abilities, and they might hurt themselves. Plus, I am not paying for gas to be shipped," and as she smiled Peter chuckled as he gave her one back.

As they walked, Selene talked more about the basics of Genosha. Its simple mission was to help mutants find peace and a place where no matter their power, or physical abnormalities, they would be accepted. As she talked Peter was too busy watching the woman herself.

Keeping his telepathic senses locked away, he still let his others spread out, and while he ignored the curious glances from the mutants hiding in the woods he took a good look at her. Selene was in great shape, powers or not she was dark-skinned with thick back hair, neatly braided in dreadlocks against her scalp and they jangled against one another as she talked, the ornamental beads are woven into them adding an exotic flair to the already beautiful woman. She was a head shorter than Peter and wore a simple tan skirt, white blouse and tan overcoat, a poncho thing that Peter had no idea what it was called. He had seen one once in a magazine but as fashion was more MJ's passion to him it was a coat poncho thing.

As he looked around there were small cottages, surrounded by fields, some with vegetables but several had farm animals, the smallholdings Selene mentioned. As they walked further into the centre of the island groups of concrete buildings began to appear.

"Our capital, if you wish to call it such. Housing communication, power, and other amenities. We might have a very rural lifestyle Peter, but we do enjoy the more urban amenities as well." And as he spotted several coffee shops and cafes he knew exactly what she meant.

As he was led into a tall concrete and glass building he was checked over by security guards, and Peter raised an eyebrow.

"Security?" and she laughed a dark rich laugh.

"For you. We don't have guests often but we do need to put on appearances, especially after your little stunt. Some expressed concern about your return." and as Peter frowned and gave her a questioning look, "We have children on the island, and some were worried for their safety."

Peter's shoulders slumped, "then sorry, but it'd been rough, and uh, yeah, just, sorry." While the first visit had been Selene's fault for being overly aggressive, he had responded in kind and would think of some way to make amends, a way other than what Selene wanted.

As they stood in the elevator Selene smiled. "Once we head to my private apartment, I will answer any question you have. I want this to be as beneficial to both parties as possible, and I can assure you, having myself, and Genosha as an ally will not be to your detriment." and as she turned she placed a hand on his shoulder, "I know we did not start off on the correct foot. I am used to a certain way of doing things but as you have, then so shall I. I am sorry Peter, and such mistakes will not happen again."

As the elevator door pinged open, Peter was led into a richly decorated room. It had been done in a Victorian style, with rich dark red mahogany wood panelling under deep emerald green wallpaper. Several portraits hung, one of Selene and another of a man, with thick mutton chops and a scowl. Looking very dapper but also very southern in his attire.

"Ah, I will explain who that is, as he is one of the reasons you are here." and she motioned for him to sit in a leather armchair and as he sat it squeaked a little. "Please, you may leave that on the desk"

"Now, I will cut right to the chase, ask anything."

"Why me?" was his first question.

Selene was leaning over the table, grinning as Peter tried his best not to stare at her creamy coffee-coloured skin. "It's simple Peter. I want to have sex with you."

Peter leaned back, "you know that's not really simple right?" and she shrugged,

"Just sex, part of my mutant ability is to grow and adapt from the lifeforce I take. I was hurt a very long time ago, and having someone who won't be harmed by my ability would save others from a painful recovery. I will admit I also want some of that power bubbling away within you, and this is my ask. I sent Magneto to help, he got his rewards and I want mine."

Peter's eyebrows furrowed "but still, you know it's such a big ask, plus, didn't you tell me you were a psychic vampire. How do I know that I'll even survive?"

"Seriously? You know how many people would want my head on a stick if I ever harmed a single hair on your head. Erik and Charles might do a small dance but the seven others you have here would tear me limb from limb. I'm powerful but not that powerful."

Selene leaned back and started undoing the button on her lace top, slipping it apart. "It's simple, just once, I'm over two hundred Peter, this is a business transaction, nothing more nothing less. You can use me however you wish, I have heard the rumours, about not just the size but the taste, I will be your little sex kitten for an afternoon, I promise that no harm will come to you and you can use me as you wish. Want a guarantee, get one of the others in, get them all in, I don't mind an exhibition show. You lose all sense of decency after a while, I don't mind."

Selen sighed but leaned back and slipped a finger down, parting the two halves of her top, Peter had to stop himself from swallowing as two small but perfect breasts came into his eye line. An A cup but with large dark and very prominent nipples, already erect and as his eyes flicked up to hers she smirked.

"It may sound callous but I need this. I am sick, and I know you have regenerative powers, Please, let me explain." and as she leaned back, leaving herself bare and smiling at his gaze she began to tell her story

"It started in the early 1800s. I won't bore you with dates. A friend of ours, Nathaniel Essex had just lost his son and then his wife in the ensuing madness that followed the death of a child. As he became more desperate, more insistent that there was a divine power to save a sick child, he squandered his fortune in the hopes of some miracle. Sadly it came, not from America but from Asia. Egypt to be exact.

His men found the tomb of an ancient pharaoh, who supposedly had lived for thousands of years before succumbing to old age. Feeling that this was what he was searching for, Nathanial begged Sebastian for money, and on the condition that he and I accompanied him, he agreed. When we reached Egypt we found something both truly magnificent and truly terrifying. Back then it was a satan's cave of metal and unknown machines, each designed for a singular devilish purpose, keeping a purple-hued monster alive. Now, of course, it was an alien spacecraft, and not a monster, a mutant. Make no mistake though, he was barely human and had been alive for a very long time.

As Nathaniel and Shaw began to excavate the tomb I felt his mind stir. Whatever the mutant had been called before he had a new name, Apocalypse, and with him came his four horsemen. Fairy tales are frightening but very dangerous. Even as his mind stirred, I could feel his power beginning to overwhelm mine and in a panic I attacked. Draining what of his life force I could I transferred as much to Shaw as he could manage. Both cutting and hurting ourselves to use up as much power, Nathaniel thought us both mad and attempted to stop us. In our folly, we awoke a sleeping dragon Peter and Nathaniel ultimately paid the price. While his physical powers were weakened his mental ones were not, and in a flash, he possessed the form of our friend.

As a normal human, he could barely contain the power but as his form swelled and grew, his hair fell off and his skin burst with that unholy power I poured all I could into one single attack, Shaw attacking his body while I assaulted his mind. In one blow we trapped that monster in the crippled husk of our friend and condemned them both to eternal torment. Essex still lives. We agreed to seal his body, at first in concrete, and now in a plexiglass cage, surrounded by the highest purity of adamantium, unbreakable, forever draining and keeping that monster asleep.

We created a company, one to monitor and make sure that monster stays sleeping, the Essex Corporation. It was the last joint venture that Shaw and I did together. While I could absorb the lifeforce of that monster, Shaw was different after, more, focused on controlling everything around him. I offered him help, offered to drain the power but he refused, and well, after several hundred years and a lot of horrible things, He is now the head of the Hellfire Club."

Peter had been so focused on the story he had only just realised what she said, "You and Shaw own the Essex corporation?" and she nodded, but smiled

"Yes, Why?"

Peter was about to explode, but if he was sitting here while she calmly explained, he guessed Selene had no clue. "Can we uh, do the telepath thing, it's easier if you just see." and Selene nodded.

"There must be trust between us." and she took his hand.

As the vision faded, of Laura and everything right up to her visiting him in his apartment, he saw the look of shock fade and turn to anger on Selene's face.

"For it to be used to not just harm mutants but enslave and torture them is abhorrent, and against all I stand for. I will help you, You shall have an army to deal with Shaw, and I will help you kill him, once and for all."


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