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章節 200: Arc Seven. Chapter Two Hundred. Trust Issues

As Peter waved his fork and explained the situation, Sebastian ate his own meal.

"So, you knocked Hydra on its ass, you knocked Charles on his ass, and Selene. So tell me, Pete. What's to stop you from doing the same to me?" Shaw asked him as he narrowed his eyes and took a sip of champagne.

Peter finished the last bite of steak, and as he ate, he stared at Sebastian. After swallowing "well, for one, the running theme of all my business seems to be dumbshits trying to take advantage of me. Whereas you, you sat me down, fed me one of the, if not the most delicious meal I have ever eaten and didn't treat me like some stupid kid. You talked to me, you didn't barge in, make demands and then threaten me. And I respect that, Mr Shaw."

Sebastian balled the napkin he had around his neck and leant back in his chair, "respect," and as he smirked, "I can respect that, but it's not an answer."

"The power. Hydra fell because they weren't careful enough, Charles hides and so does Selene. Whereas you sit on a golden throne, with a badass behind you and a hot piece of ass beside you, and I want that. You know everyone gives me shit but I have six girlfriends, and Emma gives me one for every day of the week." and as Peter smiled Shaw looked at the unamused Emma and burst out laughing.

"And this power, you think I can give it to you, and you will share yours in exchange?" and Peter leaned forwards.

"I know you do genetic research here and I have my own scientists. The Oscorp armour we stole is almost fully functional again, the cream we sell in the brothels is my own design. We both have power, but I know I'm new to the game, getting a hand up and making a few good friends makes that a lot easier," Peter explained as Shaw sat leaning back in his chair, idling with a leftover spoon,

"So, I trust you because you want the same things as I do?" and Peter nodded,

"Everyone else has been a jackass to me, JJ is up my ass every day, telling people I killed his son, but they started it, they all did. Only you sent a beautiful woman to invite me, only you have actually had some decency."

Shaw lifted the spoon and let it clatter on the table, "I have to admit that sounds convincing, but you don't get to my age or my position without guarantees. Sign, then I would like a genetic sample. Your power is unique, bio-armour plus that rope ability, that webbing is like Spider-Mans but stronger, plus healing. It's a good all round package, and I collect things like that."

Peter nodded, "So I've been told, nazi's right?" and Shaw frowned but nodded,

"Yeah, don't care, we won the space race cause of nazis. Project Paperclip, a lot of people forget that." and for once Shaw was impressed. While it all looked good he still had a nagging doubt that Peter was trying something, and he learned a long time ago never to ignore that doubt, but as they talked and he opened up he found himself liking the young man. His taste in women was superb, he was respectful and polite, and now, they shared certain ideals.

As the conversation continued, dessert was served, simple ice cream from a special breed of cow, supposedly the last of its kind, and only one herd.

As he closed his eyes and resisted the urge to devour the plate he did have one question, "So, why Bar Sinister?" and Shaw looked over at Azazel and laughed,

"It's what they called me during the war, Mr Sinister." and Peter shrugged.

"Better than costume wearing freak." Peter snorted, "At least Mister shows they feared and respected you." and Shaw took a small bite of ice cream and nodded.

Definitely starting to like the boy, he thought.

The rest of the meal was eaten with small pleasantries, and afterwards, Peter signed his name with a flourish on the contracts, which Azazel took and vanished,

"Would you like to freshen up before we take the tour?" and Peter shrugged, wondering what the man meant,

"Sure." and as Emma gave him a small glare she took him not a side room where she pushed him into a chair,

"You do know he means fucking me right?" she said angrily, it's a test, to see how far he can push you, and she got down on her knees and ran her hands up his thighs, you owe me big time, and as she felt for his zipper she frowned and he shook his head,

It's my armour, it doesn't have one. Can you not, I dunno, make an illusion?

Not to fool the camera, and as he let his senses out, he felt the small recording device in the corner,

It's just fake, was all he said as he reached down and under his hand lifted a thick patch of symbskin, moulding and shaping it, seriously this is just armour.

He had left it small, and as Emma glared at him, and her head began to bob he waited a reasonable length of time before grasping the back of her head and crying out. Emma mimed wiping her mouth but he had been right, it was just like sucking on plastic, with no taste or texture.

As Sebastian watched on the camera he shook his head. He had the boy now, even if Peter was compliant he could still blackmail him. He doubted very much his other girlfriends would be happy about infidelity, and he would use that to his advantage. Snorting in derision, at both his size and how long he nodded to Azazel who vanished once more and he saw Peter quickly zip himself up as the man entered the room. Grabbing both him and Emma they all vanished and they reappeared in the same room as Shaw.

It was a simple study, with maps and pins in it on one wall and a simple wooden desk, still polished mahogany, with a leather office chair and piles of folders and other paperwork on it.

"For security, you need one of these," and he opened a wooden box on his desk. Inside were four cuffs which Peter had seen before. Liv had been put into one by Rumlow and even though he nodded he still hated the idea of these things.

As they all clipped it around their wrist Peter stiffened as he felt the mental connection, obey, listen, truth, whispered in his mind,

yeah yeah, he whispered back.

"Well, that went well, Peter, do you have backup waiting? or plans to betray me at any time?" Shaw sat on the edge of his desk.

"Felicia is waiting for a phone call, and if I don't answer in the correct way she knows how to find me. We plan on doing business with you until we can infiltrate your organisation and see if we can dispose of you in a few years time." Peter said robotically.

Shaw frowned and shrugged, "that's it? No huge army, or master plan, just wait until I'm old and then take over naturally? I'm disappointed."

"Why waste your talent? I need to learn from the best." Peter answered and Shaw laughed,

"Okay. Last one, tell me what you think of Emma."

"She's got nice tits and I could let her suck me off for hours." and Emma glared but Shaw shrugged,

"Always thought they were your best feature too." but Emma was still angry from the demonstration earlier, "and now Emma. Do you have plans to betray me?" and as she stiffened,

"I am going to seduce Peter and use him in a war to take over. I already planted a suggestion in his mind and once he was old enough I would have him kill you and take the fall." Shaw shook his head,

"And what do you think of Peter, answer honestly."

"He has a small dick, and I doubt the women are using him for anything other than a convenient place to stay. Dumb and young, he'd be a good ally but a better patsy." and Shaw laughed,

"You just can't get the staff these days, can you?" and as he looked over at Azazel the man shrugged but said nothing. "Well, you're already collared. See, why trust anyone, when you can simply make them obey."

Shaw felt around in Peter's pocket till he found his phone, "Call Felicia and give her the passphrase, then we're going to a much nicer place. I still want your powers but I think you need a little more persuasion, Discipline is important, fear and respect, you said it, fear and respect." and as he handed over the phone Peter dialled the numbers,

"The meal was great, I'm fine and the deal is done. Be home at 11, love you" and he hung up. Shaw took his phone and on his desk, smashed it,

"You can explain that later, a drunken accident should suffice." Motioning to Azazel he put a hand on Peter and Emma's shoulder while Shaw put his own hand on Azazel's and they vanished.

As a light flickered on and the trio stood, Shaw smiled. "Welcome to the real Bar Sinister, where all my dreams come true."

Peter stood amazed. In large rows, like a science fiction movie, were tubes. Each one holding a figure inside. Peter could feel the minds of each clone and as he looked around there must have been hundreds of them.

"Impressive isn't it. See, the nazi's weren't just good at rockets, but eugenics, and once you add in mutants you can make any power combination you want. Of course, we now have genetics and a huge database of mutant powers, all carefully harvested and catalogued. Want a super-soldier who's invulnerable but can self-destruct on command, or an invisible assassin that can teleport. Easy. Once you add in a little Oscorp ingenuity and the chip goes into the clone, no collar, nothing to fall off or accidentally break. A neat little package, all ready for sale across the world. Why brainwash mutants, when you can just make an army of super slaves."

Shaw snapped his fingers and two of the larger males walked forwards, "this is our Sabretooth model. Strong, tough and hard to kill. Once I harvest your DNA I'll add in that bio armour, and make them invincible." as they grabbed Peter Shaw moved over to a trolley and grabbed a needle, "it's painless" and taking a small sample he snapped again as a woman hurried over, taking the needle and vanishing, Peter's eyes flicked over to Emma and Shaw looked between the pair,

"Oh, you like Emma? so do a lot of others, so" and he motioned off to the side and a woman, much younger than Emma, and completely naked, walked forwards, her long blonde hair trailed down her back and her breasts were pert and firm looking, Peter couldn't help but stare and neither could Emma. She was an exact clone of her in every way.

"Sex dolls. Want a cock hungry slut that'll take it any way you want and can heal no matter what you do? Isn't it great, like that uh," and Shaw snapped his fingers, "Stepford Wives. Perfect in every way. Oh and we can halt the process at any time. If someone a little younger is your thing." and as he laughed, "Totally submissive, will obey any order and if you damage it, just dispose of it and get a new one, a virgin every time if you want."

It was Emma that broke the stream of Shaw's sales pitch. She screamed and her form changed and became the most beautiful diamond, glittering under the artificial lights. She swung a fist at Azazel, who avoided her blow and vanished, reappearing next to Shaw.

"I'll fucking kill you," she screamed at him, her breathing heavy and ragged, "you sick fuck."

"Well, that was unexpected," was all he said. He had not expected the collar to fail so easily.

"Guards!"


章節 201: Arc Seven. Chapter Two Hundred One. Weapon X-Treme

While Peter had simply ignored his own collar, even if they improved the design to make it stronger against telepaths his power was to control anything with a neural connection. A collar, even without the Mind Stone, was simply no match for him.

As he reached out with the Mind Stone to sever Emma from her collar he found he didn't have to. Emma's own powers had stopped it from working, and he realised she was more powerful than she was letting on. Even Wanda had taken time to adjust and break free. Emma had done it in moments, and with apparently no effort.

He had thought of freeing Azazel, but with the man's true loyalties clouded, he thought better of it. Before he could disable him however, he vanished and a moment later, reappeared and grabbed Emma before vanishing again, only to reappear moments later.

Peter had watched Nightcrawler, and after discussing with both Wanda and Laura, he waited and as the air began to vibrate slightly as his power displaced it, he simply stuck out an arm. As Azazel looked down in disbelief Peter found himself impaling the man through the chest. He wheezed and as Peter pulled his arm out, he crumpled and died on the floor. It was not great but he was still out of the fight and kicking him away, he turned to Shaw.

Shaw growled, "He was my best man you ass, and now I have to kill you." but Peter laughed,

"You can try," and he grabbed the metal collar from around his wrist and ripped it free, "won't be easy though"

"Collar doesn't work huh?" and Peter smiled as his armour slid over him.

"Nope," and as he struck Shaw the man simply took it, pulled back his fist and struck Venom with the same amount of force, blasting him back into a trolley of medical supplies.

Shaw adjusted his cuffs, "You know, I can absorb and redirect any energy, I thought you would have known that. Let me guess, Charles and Selene?" and As Venom stood, Shaw clicked his fingers and a series of tanks along the far wall opened.

"Always have a backup plan. We aren't in New York. Hiding a secret lab in the city would be stupid, as was coming here alone." As the tanks drained they hissed and opened. Out stepped a young and muscular man, thick black hair and wiry muscles. As Venom watched, three blades slid out from their hands.

"Like them? Weapon X, or Logan, Wolverine, you know, whatever you want to call him," and Shaw sat on the edge of a cheap office desk, "Still, good enough to kill a nobody," and as the ten men advanced on Venom he stood patiently waiting for them. As he waited, two long symbskin blades grew from his forearms.

As the first swung, Venom ducked under it, swung around behind the clone, picked him up and slammed him into the ground, face first.

"Yeah. That won't work. See, healing, adamantium skeleton, and razor-sharp claws. Brute force won't do much, except maybe piss him off." but Venom leapt at the second one, stuck a bladed arm through his stomach and pulled he split and fell in two halves. Shaw picked up the desk phone and hit a button "yeah, can I get a sample team in Lab Seven, bring some bags." and put the phone down.

Shaw frowned and looked at the first clone, the back of his head was still burning and as he watched the clone was reduced to ash, as was the second. As Venom weaved and ducked around each clone, he struck out and the wounds he sliced into their bodies burned and reduced them to grotesque metal skeletons.

"Yeah, regeneration only works if you don't reduce each cell to ash." Venom explained as the blades began to glow slightly,

Shaw stood, "Extremis?"

and Venom took a step back in surprise, "I'm going to kill Aldrich," he spat

Shaw laughed, "Blame Stark, he does so like his explosions. Who throws a perfectly good serum away? So it kills people, so do cars, and you don't see protests against them." and as Venom finished off the last of the cloned Logans Shaw raised a hand, "Aha ah ah, I have plenty more where that came from. Not just Logan, or Emma, how about we do this like civilised men. We talk." and Venom shrugged.

"You're experimenting on people, making MGH, there isn't much to talk about." Venom replied and Shaw scrunched up his face in disgust,

"Is that what this is about? Some stupid drug?" Shaw stood and waved a hand at Venom, "like you tested each version of the formula until you got it right. Oh I know, The Stacy formula right? and we have the Stark formula and the Erskine formula and the Red Room formula, so don't give me that crap." Shaw ranted, "every scientist in the world right now is testing drugs and weapons, so I picked New York, so I picked someone you knew, you're just as bad." and as Shaw looked at him, he smiled, "and just a bit dumb."

As Venom stared at him the door burst open and a lot more of the Weapon X clones rushed in, trying to overpower him. "See, this is why you don't talk during a fight. Everyone expects the villain to monologue, but really, it's just a good way to stall for time."

Venom smiled, and leaning down he picked up some of the metal bones, "thanks for the upgrade" and as they slipped into the armour he roared and they glowed as the Extremis formula spread through them. As the group crowded and slashed at him he returned the favour, slashing back.

"Won't work on this group. See, the Super Soldier Formula doesn't really work on mutants. Extremis though, well, meet Weapon X-Treme." and as Venom slashed off an arm the wound cauterised but in a flow of lava flesh regrew and the clone simply tilted its head at him as the claws slid out once more.

"Nice try though." and Shaw motioned over at the door, where the group he called were waiting, "Oh, try not to carve off small pieces, bigger chunks last longer" and the man and his team waited as the X-treme clones and Venom fought,

While the X-Clones were numerous they were also slow and dumb. The process had taken the man's abilities but not his memories and they fought simply by slashing and trying to overwhelm Venom.

As he rolled, webbed down limbs, blinded and sprayed caustic fluid the number slowly whittled down. Even a regenerator could be tied up. Missing a limb was no issue if you couldn't move in the first place.

As Venom stood panting, surrounded by cocooned, wriggling clones, only the blades from the hands sticking out but webbed down Shaw looked over and shook his head.

"Well, those were just disappointing. A bit of fireproof sticky tape and my supposedly superior clone army get taken out by one stupid asshole."

Venom was panting and making sure each of the clones was secure. Using the Stone he blasted away whatever consciousness they had, and while he might regret that later, leaving them in any condition to fight was too much of a risk.

"I'd blame their creator." As Venom examined the adamantium claws he had grabbed earlier it felt similar to the metal bar he had collected months ago. Maybe an alloy he thought but as he advanced on Shaw, the man raised a hand again.

"Oh come on, fight, not talk," but Shaw lifted a grenade and held it by the pin.

Stopping, Venom shook his head, "That won't hurt me." but Shaw laughed and as he pulled the pin, Venom watched as the explosion spread out and then drew back into Shaw, who seemed to glow and then shimmer with energy.

"Yeah, Got a whole belt of them, I can absorb any energy, without hurting myself. So you'll stay there unless you want me to use them all." Shaw motioned to his belt, where Venom could see the bandolier full of small grenades, at least ten he could see.

As the group at the door watched Shaw explode and collect the energy from a grenade and the large black-clad Venom assimilate the adamantium claws from a dead clone they turned and fled the battle, unwilling to die for their employer.

Venom huffed, "So what, we stand here and wait for you to summon more clones because that won't work. You know how this ends. Only one of us is walking out of here, and absorbing energy is a great power, but it's useless."

Shaw laughed and let some of the energy escape, punched down and cracked the table, "Oh, I think not. And we're waiting, I told you, monologuing is only good as a time-waster, and I've got back up, what do you have?"

Venom shrugged, "An ability to absorb and connect to an electronic device, such as I dunno, a transmitter capable of punching through the shitty countermeasures you've got here."

As Venom waited, in full contact with not just Emma but everyone else in his team he knew they were almost there.

Shaw's secret base was an old abandoned military complex in Alkali Lake, located in Canada. Heavily fortified and well hidden, but if you had a telepathic link, and a way to dampen a transmitter until you really needed it, it wouldn't matter.

Venom already knew the teams were on their way, Charles, while staying away from the fighting, was acting as a relay point. His mental powers were the most developed and his ability to hold multiple conversations telepathically allowed the two teams to coordinate effectively.

The Brotherhood, The X-Men and Sword were all aboard one of the X-Men's jets, taking a small detour to collect Emma before heading to the Canadian Lake, and all Venom had to do was hold out until they got there.

Shaw huffed and snorted smart, "so while I was talking, you were stalling. Pity though, One last batch. I was saving them, they're supposed to be my secret weapon. But, if you're out for blood, I'd rather it was yours and not mine."

Three containers at the end of the room hissed and out stepped a woman, and two men.

She looked a lot like Emma, naked he could see in detail just how perfect Shaw had made her. Her thick brown hair fell like hay around her shoulders, and it was more like Livs than Emma but the body shape and the breasts were definitely a copy of hers, Peter didn't even take a guess as to what size they were, and even wondered if the alphabet of bra sizes went that high. "It ain't nice to stare, sugar, but I guess you get a little taste of heaven, before I send you to hell." and she winked, running a hand down her front and circling one of her crinkled nipples, "If you can survive it."

The two men were like night and day. One was similar in size to Cain, massive muscles sculpted onto a huge frame. "Dah, I vould like to take on ziz Venom" and the third man, was muscular, toned but wiry and as Venom shook his head, thank the stars he wasn't as happy to see him,

"It's my Rogues gallery. The pinnacle of my research, each one perfect in every way, a counter to any stupid power you might think you have. Rogue, Gambit and Colossus." as Shaw pulled more pins on grenades, "but I don't think we'll do any more talking, you three, get rid of the pests outside while I take out Venom, no survivors."

Shaw stepped in front of Venom, "I'm more than enough to deal with you," and Venom watched as the blast of energy flowed into him and his jacket ripped as his muscles grew.

As the three grabbed tight bodysuits from lockers situated next to each tank, Rogue pulled on a pair of white gloves, the back studded with wicked-looking studs, Colossus grew and a thick metal plating seemed to cover him, while Gambit grabbed a bo staff and for some reason a pack of cards. Before Venom could intercept them Shaw stepped and punched him, throwing him back through the table and into the wall.

"You don't get to leave just yet. You might think it's a shit power, but you've seen nothing yet."


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