""Alright. Before I start, I want to say this is my very first story submitted/published here. It might be a bit slow at the beginning, but it'll totally pick itself up quickly. Hopefully, you won't get bored! I also based this off both parts of the Ultimate Universe, as well as the canon 616 Universe. There are also a few original elements into this story. That was all! Hope you enjoy!""
New York
Manhattan
"Come on!"
"I Will!"
"Tomorrow?"
"I can't! It's too much to do it that fast!"
"Dammit, MJ. Please? Work faster! I need it."
"It's not my fault you let Electro fry a hole in your butt while in the suit." She speaks into a phone, slighty annoyed, sitting on a couch and drinking coffee.
"I... I totally didn't let him do that!... and it's not on the butt, it's lower than that. Just, please, try to fix it? I'll probably need it. Mr. Fury said he might take me up in an assignment!" He states with excitement, jolting around happily around a rooftop, fully costumed in the ordinary red and blue's suit.
"What?!... no..."
"No... what?"
"You're not going on a mission with some crazy assignment given by SHIELD. That's too dangerous. You know what they do."
"But MJ-!"
"No! This is the end of the conversation!... now shut up or else I won't fix your suit at all, and you'll have to swing around New York with your butt naked, kay?"
Peter rolles his eyes behind his mask "Bleh, fine. We'll talk home, alrighty?"
She sighs, knowing he won't listen to her"...Ok, babe. Love you."
Peter grins and does kissing sounds in the phone "Love you too red! See ya!" With that he closes the call, and leaps to the edge of the roof.
'Alright. This seems like a good day. No News Reports about Rhino breaking out of Riker's Prison, no Vulture flying through buildings. I feel good. And I'm finally gonna' be working for Fury. Not that I -want- to, but well... it pays better than having to take pictures of myself and work half-time as a pizza delivery boy... -again-!"
Besides from that, things were going pretty well for Peter. The year was almost over, and summer vacation was always a good thing for a teenage crime-fighter. He and MJ were trying something out, though he wasn't fully sure she felt the same things as he did. Or, as powerful as he did. And there was that Gwen girl... she seemed almost as smart as he is. That gave him goosebumps all over.
Meanwhile: MJ's House
Queens
The phone rings again, MJ picks it up and answers "Hello?"
A man speaks, happy and excited to hear Mary Jane's voice "Hey! It's Harry."
She gasps and goes wide-eyed "Harry?!... Oh my God! How are you! I haven't heard from you in months!"
"I know. Hehe, yeah... I'm... I'm okay, MJ. I'm... better. Finally. Which is a blessing, really. I'm happy."
"I'm so glad to hear that, Har!... you have to come over..."
"I dunno..."
"You do!"
Harry laughs "Alright. I will. I'll go by the Mansion to let some stuff down and I'll come by in the afternoon. Okay?"
MJ nods and grins. She and Harry were like brothers. Best friends since they were small. They basically grew up together until Norman become overly-protective of his son a few years back. "Good, good. That's my Side-Kick."
He groans "Totally not your Side-Kick."
She giggles "Yes, you totally are!"
Harry offers a sly laugh and asks curiously "So... how are you?"
"Oh, I'm great. I'm doing very well."
"Glad to hear that!... you and Pete still together?"
"Yup."
"And how's it going?"
She rolles her eyes and sighs "He's obnoxious and silly, but fun at times. You know him."
Harry grins and nods "Right. As usual. Well, I'm glad to hear you're okay. I have to go now, we'll talk when I come over."
She smiles "Yup yup. Take care."
"You too."
An hour later
Manhattan
Peter swings a web-thread and leaps off the building, letting his body dart between the SkyCrappers of Manhattan, spinning and jumping from thread to thread. "Okay. Things to do. Go to school. Pick up my stuff. Go to the bank. Pay bills. Go to Bugle. Get check. Pick up eggs for Aunt May. Go home...I love my schedule."
A tall, blonde woman looks up from the streets. Her eyes were blue. She was wearing a long, dark leather coat. As soon as she saw the lanky silluete in the sky, she spoke into her comm, pressing a digit into her right ear "Go."
With that, Peter's Sense exploded. He felt a jolt of electricity running through his brain, down his spine, jerking itself down into his arms. "What th-?!" He yelped, feeling a dozen of darts burying themselves into his back and neck. "-Ow!" He blinks, letting go of the web-thread, falling uncontrollably from the air, landing on a nearby rooftop with a loud 'thud', rolling on the ground and coming to a stop on his back, his legs shivering a bit. His hands as well. We was failing, fast. "...Ungh...*cough*..."
Some Mercenary Soldiers kicked down the door from the Roof Entrance of the building, training aim on Spider-Man. "Take him down. Make sure he won't get up!"
At that order, they start to wrap his hands and feet together. A few also send kicks into Spider-Man's head and ribs to make sure he won't come to his senses any time soon. "Done." Another one speaks into the comm again. The woman smiles and nods, answering with a sly smirk "Good." She presses a button on her watch, sending a signal to another operative.
A bright red flash rings through the Roof Entrance. The Mercs get alerted, and train aim towards the man that just teleported there. "Hands up!"
He does as he is told. Putting them up, the man walks closer to them, with a crazy grin on his face. "Easy there boys..." He was tall, athletic, wearing a full kevlar body suit. His mask was red with two dark circles around his eyes. Deadpool.
"You don't want to get hurt, right?...'Sides, Sable hired me to pick Spidey and take him away. Not gonna' do me any problems, right?" He fakes a concerned tone, winking playfully at them, lowering his hands. "Because, from where I'm standing... it's me who you're answering to, bitches." He drops his act, his voice gravy and deadly. Narrowing his eyes at them, the merc nods and step back. "Good boys... though still, I'd figure they sent you enough Intel to know who you're answering to." Putting a finger to his hear, Deadpool speaks into the comm as he walks towards Spider-Man's body "Soooo... Sable... dinner and movie at my place tonight?"
"Hell no."
"C'mon!... Please?... Pretty please?"
"..."
Deadpool rolles his eyes "Meh! Fine!" Clicking the comm off, he grabs one of Spidey's ankle and smiles at the mercs "You guys take the plane. Bye!" With that, he presses a button on his belt, and both him and Spider-Man dissapear in a bright red, purple flash of light. The Mercs cough at the red mist left behind.
Sable shakes her head dissaprovingly from the street, entering a Cafe "...Hate that guy"
