D-Avengers: Mysterio File

Prologue

Mysterio. That was the alias name of one Beck Quentin. A master criminal that brought amazement, fear, respect, and power, to all that see him. At least, that's how it should have been.

"Come on, come on, where is she?" Currently, the villain himself was taking a well-deserving vacation after the many, many beat downs that have occurred in his life. The most recent being his defeat at that amusement park in space.

Quite an interesting time there, being with old allies, gaining the power of those wisps. But, as always, one annoying web-slinger was there as always. Ruining Mysterio's fun, and putting him in jail.

Luckily, a few calls got him out once again.

Still, after his release, Beck decided perhaps he should spend some time doing something else aside from villainy. For the time being at the least. Thus instead of his usual Mysterio outfit, Beck now wore a simple white dress shirt, a black vest, and gray pants with some fine dress shoes. As for what he was doing, it was waiting for one of the few good things in his life.

A ringing was heard from his door. Already the now 'normal citizen' knew who it was. "Ah, finally."

Opening the door, it then revealed a young women that was in her early twenties. Black hair put in a bob, wearing a simple black dress while holding a purse. As for who this fine lady was, it was quite simple. "Frances, it's good to see you."

"Hi dad. I see you got out already." The two hugged each other, revealing their status as father and daughter. Despite his own…..'occupation', his daughter, Frances, had no qualms about what he did. In fact she, in her own way liked what he did.

"Come on in Frances. Dinner is already set." Yes, this was a nice dinner between family. Hile Beck loved being Mysterio, he still enjoyed time with his daughter. A kind of, 'break', from all the action he does.

The two were soon in the dining table eating the food Beck had made hours ago. From there, the two would speak about their ongoing lives, the things they did, and other small trivial matters.

"So." Beck said while cutting some steak to eat. "I heard you got good grades for your final exam. You must feel quite excited about that."

"Hehe, yeah." Frances replied embarrassingly, pushing aside some hair.

"In that case, you should almost be done with the university here. You have any plans for the upcoming future?" Beck asked his daughter. As a father, it was a given he'd ask about his little girls plans. See and hope what she can accomplish.

"Oh, that. Well, I have nothing set in stone. But….I'm thinking of doing…..well…" Noticing her hesitation, Beck then asked curiously.

"Well what?"

Coughing a bit, Frances then took something out of her purse. A small little paper that had some printing on it. "Actually, dad, I was thinking of doing what you do. Special effects."

Eyes widening, Beck glanced at the paper Frances held out, taking it. On it, the paper had many descriptions of the class she was planning on taking. What they did, the career planning, and so much more. The best part being that with her grades, she would surely be allowed to enter. "Oh, I'm so proud of you!"

"R-really? I thought you might have been...upset."

"Upset. Why would I be upset?" Frances chuckled a bit nervously, but then calmed herself down.

"Oh, no reason. I'm just glad you like my career choice. It'll be fun doing what you do." Smiling, Beck couldn't be any prouder than what he felt. To see his daughter succeeding where he failed. Having a life that wasn't like his.

While he was glad his daughter didn't hate him for all his faults and criminal activities, by no means he wished for her to get involved. Being a super villain was no joke. It took a heart of steel to do what one must do. The responsibilities of one did, the ability to take a punch. Beck honestly couldn't imagine his daughter suffering in that way.

Yes, a nice, simple life was what was right for her. It didn't matter if he was in jail. So long that she was safe, happy, and loved him, he would support her life choices.

'Ah, I wish days like this can go on forever.' The criminal thought as he ate his dinner. It was then a shock when someone answered to his own thoughts.

"Yes. It would be nice if those days could go on forever. Isn't that right, Quentin."

"Dad….you okay? Is there something wrong?" As Frances asked her father these questions, Beck himself was instantly unsure what to do. His mind racing, planning, attempting to find a way out of this. Because there was only one person that spoke to him like that. The one being that terrified him more than Spider-Man.

"Sweety, let's go." Standing up, he then grabbed his daughter's arm and dragged her away. Ignoring her questions and sounds of protests on what was happening.

"D-dad! What's going on? Why are you acting like this? Dad!" As for Frances, she was in confusion of what was going on. However, it didn't escape her eyes that her father was….sweating. With fear in his eyes. What was going on?

"Listen, Frances. Please, I ask of you, don't argue right now, I'll explain in time." Beck said trying his best in ignoring that sinister laughter.

"Hahahahahaha! Trying?" The voice said mockingly. "Why, you're actually trying now? After all this time I gave you." Suddenly, the very house lurched. The ground shaking, furniture tumbling. Frances falling onto her knees worried.

"W-what's going on?" Her father didn't reply. Only grabbing her again heading right for the door.

'Almost there, almost there, almost there.' Then, before he knew it, the door broke down. And from it, thousands upon thousands of insects came through the opening. All the crawling bugs going right at the duo.

"Ahhhhh!'

"Frances!" Before Beck even realized, his daughter was swept away in a pile of grotesque legs. Horrified, Beck relentlessly tried getting her back. Finding the difficulty when rats started appearing and crawling all over him. Immobilizing any movement he could make.

"N-no no! Sh-she isn't part of the deal! Stop this!" Beck yelled out horrified.

"Stop this? My, my, someone is demanding. However, speaking up to me, while interesting, is also quite rude. Perhaps a little punishment is in order."

"H-" Before Beck could even finish his sentence-let aside word-he was instantly knocked out.

"..." Eyes slowly opened, taking in the scene around him. Groaning, the man was uncertain where he was, or who he was for the matter. But then, it all came rushing back in. Every moment of his life up until now.

How he enjoyed movies, wishing to become a writer who made the best story of all time. Worked day and night creating it. He then worked his way into the filming industries, doing his best to get noticed. Taking action by helping with the costumes, stunts, special effects. All so he could get noticed.

Then, his dream was ruined. The cowards. His very opportunity rejected, making the man realized what he had to do. For if his stories couldn't be told on the big screen, then he'd show them elsewhere. Making the very world his terrifying stage. Bringing the public a series of dramatic, harrowing live experiences they wouldn't live to regret.

But to do this, he must donned an outfit that showed who he was. The name he chose, Mysterio!

The 'Master of Illusion'. The one who would show the world his power. Using all his experiences and gifts to make his illusions a reality. As for where he would start, it was simple. By defeating this rookie hero called Spider-Man.

His plans however, never worked. That vexing Spider-Man, always going off script. Ruining the scenes he worked so hard on. Even when he had the bug cornered, some ally of his would help the bug out. Ruining his plans.

This series of failures would soon lead to Mysterio's final act. Facing the daredevil where he would die a magnificent death…...But even that was taken from him. It was there he would commit suicide and die by his own hands. A gun to the head.

This sin however, and all his actions he did during the living, would soon haunt him. For the great illusionist was then sent into Hell itself. Burning in damnation, tortured. Singing that little song just to keep him sane.

Then, it came.

A being wearing a tattered brown trench coat with buckles. Blue bandages covering it's entire body, dark empty eyes. A twisted being that found Mysterio at his lowest….and offered him a way out. Leading the man out of Hell.

Soon, Mysterio was back amongst the living A chance given to re-enact his revenge against the wall-crawler. Joining forces with other villains, creating new elaborate scenes. Why, he even created new machines to aid him. Even discovered Spider-Man's identity through chance alone.

But the best part about being alive wasn't just a second chance in making the wall crawler pay. Instead, he met up with his daughter, someone he hadn't been in contact with since his wife left him. The two getting back together, meeting every few months. Enjoying the time they had.

Then the world's collided. The encounter in Mobius, the Goblin War, three worlds united, the great dimensional race, and so much more. All of these recent events being recalled instantly. The last memory being with his daughter when…..Oh no!

"Oh no indeed Quentin." Finally, Beck looked up, seeing his house covered in muck, rats, and bugs. Standing before him was it. His master.

"M-master. What are y-you doing here?" Beck said with increasing worry. It's been years since he saw it. Why was it here now?

"Why am I here?" The entity said. Standing over Beck, the entity just stared at him with its piercing soulless eyes. Then answered his apprentice with a grave tone. "I came to see why your still fooling around."

The entity then grabbed Beck by his throat, lifting him up, and looked him in the eye. Speaking with dominance over the poor man.

"All this time, wasted. I brought you out here for a reason. Yet when I finally decided to check on your progress, what do I see. Nothing." Images then played out in Beck's mind. His master forcing him to relive all the failures since he arrived back in the mortal plane.

"Once I saw all this, I decided to take a quick visit. Yet what do you do? That's right, you run." The being then laughed horrifically. Dropping Beck down as the man just backed away slowly, scared.

"Gotta admit, I'm really disappointed in you, man. I mean, trying to run? You're smarter than that. I've read your screenplay, remember? Real potential." The entity then just stared down at Beck smiling. His flashy white teeth shone sinisterly in Beck's eyes. "You of all people know, it's already too late-you're being chased by the thing that catches us all."

Realizing his position, Beck got down on his knees, posturing before his masters. Begging, "Oh no-Please-Not now-I didn't-I didn't mean to waste your time."

You never mean to. You always have such grand plans after all. Ever the showman. An yet-"

"I've been wearing him down." Beck said, referring to Spider-man. "I-I even know his secret-"

"His secrets." The entity said, showing a small hint of anger. "His secrets are of no use to me. I know all about Pete, his Other, and the other things he does. What I want is some groundwork established. And no one knows how to set the stage quite like you."

"And I will-I can! All I've been doing! The joining of the Sinister Six, attacking Spider-Man and his allies. I-I even got a plan for an alien space ruse and-"

"Silence." Beck shut up instantly. Fearful of what was to come. "Honestly Quentin, i'm not sure what to do anymore.I mean, I can't wait forever, heck, you even got a chance most men spend eternities in the fire crying. Now, at first I was thinking of sending you back in the flames, but then an idea came to me."

"A-an idea?" This wasn't good. Something in Beck's stomach just told him this idea was twisted.

"Yes, an idea. Tell me Quentin, " A pile of rats then rose up, removing themselves showing a familiar face. "How would you like the chance to not only prove your worth, but also save her."

Horror filled Beck's mind. The madvillain himself saw his own daughter, tied up. Moaning as she laid unconscious. "B-but, she isn't-"

"Part of the deal, I know." The entity explained. "However, I can't let you off the hook easily. Remember, I walked you out of Hell once Quentin-It won't be hard for me to drag you back down with me. Only this time, she'll come along with you. Hahahahahahaha!"

"No-no-please…" Then, before Beck knew it, he was back in his home like nothing happened. Except for one part, Frances was nowhere seen. "NOOOOOO!"

Slamming his fists onto the ground, Beck cursed out profanities. Anger and fear welling up inside him. Knowing the powerlessness he felt, able to do nothing at all. All except for one thing.

"..." After a few minutes of seething his frustrations, Beck-no-Mysterio got up. A look of determination in his eyes.

Leaving the sight where he met his master, Mysterio left the room and entered another. Inside it was an array of many things he collected over the years. Newspapers of his crimes, notes on his plans, old technology, a notebook on other heroes, and many more.

But none of that was important. Instead, he focused what was in the center of the room. A costume of green with a cape and a glass dome-shaped helmet. The persona that he chose when it all began. The person he would use to save his daughter.

Putting on the costume, Mysterio was now back, standing amongst his items. He didn't think he would go back into crime so soon, but he had no choice. This was his chance, his last chance to not only show the world who he was, but get his daughter back. But first, he needed to get a few things. Certain items, equipment, and other objects on the off chance he faced the unexpected.

His master didn't say what he was suppose to do, but Mysterio already knew what it was. And he would do it no matter what the cost. This time, he couldn't lose. Mysterio was on his own for the time being. He would do what he must. Defeat anyone in his way. Even Spider-Man if he had to.

For once in his life, Mysterio would have to be the hero, to save Frances.

Hello, this is a newbie follower of KingFrancisX, who just got approved to do a spin-off story. This one focused not on a hero, but a villain. The timeline is also in just after the whole Eggman amusement park story. We will also see things that have yet to be seen in mainstream, including some new baddies. Either way, hope you all enjoy. That is all, have a nice New Year.