DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY SPIDER-MAN CHARACTERS OR ANY OTHER MARVEL CHARACTER IN MY STORIES!
It had been a few months since Tegan moved to New York to become the guardian of her younger brother. Together they went to the graduation of his friend, Peter Parker, and she made time to spend with her brother. The two have grown quite close for the small amount of time they have had together. Since graduation, Peter had drifted from Rick, though as Spider-man he constantly visits Tegan at night. He tells her about the hardships of his relationships, though he does not give out any names, and how he should not continue to chase after the beautiful girl, though the two cannot resist one another. The two had formed a strong bond with one another over the months they had known each other.
After her brother left to hang out with his friends, Tegan found herself on the roof of her apartment with Barton in spandex shorts, a sports bra, and sneakers as they trained with one another. "What have you found out so far?" Barton asked between punches and kicks that Tegan threw at him. "When I have viable information, I will inform you and Fury." She repeated the same answer as she always had every time he asked. Barton then ended their little sparring match by pulling out his bow and an arrow, aiming for her head, causing her to smirk. "You win this time, Hawkboy." She teased, knowing that nickname would frustrate him.
"Go shower, Fury has a new assignment for you." Barton informed he left her alone on the roof of her building. Tegan quickly made her way down to her apartment to shower; once she dried off she changed into her leather pants, a white scoop top, a black vest, and black combat boots. She placed her phone in her back pocket, and hid a gun in the back of her pants under her shirt and vest. She quickly made her way to the diner Fury asked to meet her at, prepared for anything he said.
"Agent Hart." He nodded as he walked up to the table she currently occupied. "Fury, Coulson." She greeted the two with a nod. She was not surprised to see the second agent. Many believed that he was still dead, though few knew the truth. Coulson smiled at the woman he had once had the privilege to work with. He pulled out a tablet, placing it in front of her as Fury and Coulson sat across the table from her.
"Oscorp Industries, as you know, claims to be helping the world with their experiments." Agent Coulson began. "But we believe their employees are doing more than just that." Fury cut in. Tegan flipped through the files on the tablet as the two talked to her. "We believe that they are putting up a front for their employees to experiment with whatever they please." Coulson informed her. "S.H.E.I.L.D believes that some are even attempting to make a super-serum." Fury stated bluntly. "I knew this company was shady, but I did not realize they were this bad." Tegan stated.
"I have a second mission for you to do while you are here in New York." Fury informed her. "You will become an employee of Oscorp. We've managed to snag you the position as an assistant to Norman Osborn. In this position, you will have access to every portion of the building and all files. You need to get close to all employees to discover who it is trying to make the super-serum." Fury finished. "You begin tomorrow."
Tegan stood in front of the mirror looking over the outfit she had just put on. She smoothed out the tight black dress she wore and threw on her tan blazer along with silver accessories to finish the outfit. Her hair was let loose in waves, framing her face, and the heels she wore added a good four inches to her short stature. She picked up her oversized handbag, said goodbye to Rick, and made her way to the Mercedes out in front that would take her to her new temporary job.
Tegan fidgeted in anxiousness. She hadn't gone undercover like this in a while, and she immediately remembered why she loved doing these things. She loved the adrenaline from the fact that she could be caught at any moment.
She knocked on the door before entering after hearing a muffled 'Come in.' She opened the door to reveal an older male with slightly graying hair and glasses. "Ah, you must be Miss Tegan Hart." He said, setting aside the papers he was holding and standing up. "I must say that your resume is quite extensive, perhaps you would be better suited for a better position." He raised an eye as he held out his right hand for her to shake.
"While I am quite flatter about your bluntness, it appears that every other company I apply to would disagree, Mr. Osborn." Tegan easily responded. He simply nodded as he sat down, motioning for Tegan to do the same as well. "What made you want to leave Stark Industries?" He immediately asked her. "There I was only an assistant to Mr. Stark's assistant. I discovered an opportunity to move up in this company so I decided to take a leap for it." Tegan lied without a blink of an eye.
"Now, being an assistant to me does not necessarily mean you will only be helping me. There may be times that I have you working under or with someone else. Are you willing to do any task I ask you to do?" He asked her, leaning back in his chair. "As long as I am not only running to get you coffee." She joked, causing him to slightly chuckle. "I will not be asking you to do tedious tasks, though if you feel the need to get coffee I wouldn't be one to complain." He told her. "I won't oppose to working with whomever you want me to work with." She answered seriously this time.
After a few more questions, the interview had ended and Norman Osborn stood up to shake her hand again. "Expect a call in a few days. I have a few more interviews to do, and by Monday I will personally call you to inform you if you have the job or not." He told her. "Thank you, Mr. Osborn." After shaking his hand she swiftly moved out of his office. She touched the ear piece in her ear once she was out of the building and said, "The interview was a success. He completely trusts me." "Good. For now we will have to wait."
Tegan was currently setting up the desk that had been given to her next to Norman Osborn's office. She was given a small office space of her own, though she would not be spending much time in this office. She stepped out of her office due to the request of Norman Osborn and made her way into his office but crashed into someone who was walking out of it. Though she caught herself, she was unable to save the papers that went flying all over the hall. "I am so sorry; here let me get those for you." The unrecognizable voice spoke. "It's ok." She spoke, gathering the papers that fell. "I see you ran into my son Harry." Norman Osborn had an amused look on his face as he walked up to the two gathering the papers. Tegan looked up at her boss with a small smile. "It appears that I have." She said, standing up as Harry stood up with her, each with a set of papers. "Harry Osborn." He smirked, handing the papers to her. "Tegan Hart." She responded as she retrieved them.
"The papers you asked for were organized, but now I'm afraid I'll have to sort through them again." She sighed as she looked up to Norman. "It's quite alright, dear. I'll sort through them myself." He smiled weakly. "While you are here, would you mind taking Harry to Empire State University? He needs to be at his first class in an hour." He requested. "Of course not." She said as she motioned for Harry to follow her.
"You don't have to take me if you don't want to." Harry told her as the two walked out of the building towards her black Mercedes. "Will you make it to school if I don't?" She asked, smirking at the slightly younger male. He smiled sheepishly, though he did not answer. "I'll take that as a no. Get in." She nodded to the passenger side door as she walked over to the driver's side. The drive to the university was quiet, though the two were content. As she made her way to the university, Harry told the young woman where to drop him off. "Here is good." He told her. "You better make it to class on time, or you will get me in trouble with your father." She teased. "We wouldn't want that, now would we?" He asked with a smirk as he grabbed his bag. "Thank you for the ride, Miss Hart." He said with a smile before walking away.
"I'm home!" She called out to her brother after finishing a long day at work. Instead of her brother walking out from the kitchen, she saw Clint walking out. "These left overs are good." He said, motioning to the food on the plate. "Glad you are enjoying my dinner then." Tegan responded with a sigh. "Rick isn't home yet?" She asked. "He was, but then left." Barton answered between bites. "I'm going up on the roof." She told him as she grabbed the plate of food out of his hand.
She sat down on the ledge of the building with her feet hanging over the edge as she ate, closing her eyes to allow her senses to become enhanced. She was searching for someone in particular and easily found him when he landed quietly behind her. She knew he was trying to sneak up on her. He tried to do it every time she sat up on the roof alone.
"Hey there Webslinger." She said without turning to face him. "How is it that you always know I'm behind you?" He asked, confused. "It's my secret power." She said, half joking though was serious at the same time. He walked over and joined her by sitting on the ledge with her. "It's been a while since I saw you last." He spoke up after a moment of silence. "I have a new job at Oscorp." She informed him. "Really?" He asked, surprised. She nodded as she took a bite out of her meal. "I tend to work late to get my work turned in before my boss comes in the next day." She told him after swallowing her food.
"What have you been up to? Saving damsels in distress or spending time with that girlfriend of yours?" Tegan had never been a fan of people like Peter attempting to have a life with normal humans. They bring in the innocent people to their dangerous line of work and destroy their lives. It's something that she has seen time and time again. "Both." He simply answered, knowing her dislike over the girl he chose to be with.
"Have you ever fallen in love before?" He randomly asked. She set the empty plate down on the floor behind her as she chose her words carefully. "I have, but sometimes you meet the one person who you could see yourself spending the rest of your life with, and in the end, you are not meant to spend the rest of your life with them." She stated, looking out over the city.
"Did something happen to him?" He asked, curious. "Something happened to me." She said, not wanting to say anymore. "I don't understand." He told her. "Some things happen to a person that changes them, sometimes for the better, sometimes the worse. What happened to me pulled me away from the life that I dreamed of." She smiled sadly, thinking back to the days she was naïve. "One day you will understand what I am telling you, but for now stay as naïve as possible." She told him.
A loud boom interrupted the two from their conversation, dragging Peter away from their discussion into hero mode. "I have to go." He told her, not wanting to leave her when the explosion was so close to her home. "Go save the day, Spider-man." She smiled as he took a running start and jumped off the building.
"Hart." The voice in her earpiece said. "I heard. Peter is checking it out now." "I guess you won't be meeting me here then." Barton stated. "Not unless you want me to blow my cover." She smirked, though Barton could not see it.
The next day at work Tegan literally ran in the building after dropping off Rick at his friend's house. As she ran down the hall she accidentally ran into a person, knocking them down. "Oh my god. I am so sorry Mr.…" She trailed off not knowing the man's name as she held out a hand to help him up. "Dillon." He answered quietly. "It was nice to meet you Mr. Dillon. I am so sorry for running into you. I am running late this morning. Have a good day, sir!" She rattled out while she backed away; continuing her journey down the hall into her office. She would never know how just acknowledging his simple existence would mean so much to him, perhaps too much.
"Here are the forms you asked for, Mr. Osborn." She said, handing over the file. "You were late this morning, Miss Hart. Well late for you anyways." He noted as he opened the file. "I promised my brother I would drive him to his friend's house this morning. I try to spend as much time with him as I can." She answered, hoping she didn't make him mad. "Perhaps you should come in later some days to spend the morning with him. I know how important family is. Never regret being late when you spend time with those you love." He said, sadly smiling up at her. "I regret it every day I was hours early."
"Thank you, Mr. Osborn. I will keep your words in mind." She smiled, knowing he was talking about his strained relationship with his only son. "I have a request, Miss Hart." He spoke up before she could leave his office. "Harry should get out of his class in thirty minutes, would you mind picking him up for me?" He asked her. "You can take the rest of the day off after. I have some private matters to attend to." He added. She smiled as she agreed to his proposition, though she did not trust his private matters. It was no secret in the company that Norman was slowly dying, and there are suspicions about him making a cure for his sickness. It was this cure that worried Tegan. It was possible that he was the one trying to create a super-serum.
She parked the car where she dropped Harry off the other day and noticed him walking out with a guy and two girls, whom follow him as he walks up to the car. "This is your father's new assistant?" The guy asked, surprised. "Hello, I'm Flash." He smirked as he walked up to the passenger side window which was currently rolled down. Tegan raised an eyebrow at the younger male, not impressed with his personality so far. "Get in Harry. I was asked to pick you up, not get harassed by your friends." She said, unlocking the doors for him. Harry chuckled before saying bye to his friends and getting into the passenger seat.
"I see my father has you doing his errands." Harry spoke up bitterly. Tegan sighed, understanding why this would upset him. "He does regret how poor his relationship is with you." She told him, as she began to drive away. "He doesn't regret it enough to try and patch things up." He muttered. "I want you to keep attempting to stay close to him. You will be happier knowing you did all you could when he is no longer around." She told him. "How would you know that?" He snapped. "I did the exact opposite, and by the time I realized what I should have done, it was too late." She answered, a frown playing at her lips. "Where would you like me to drop you off? Your father did not state where to take you." She asked, changing the topic.
"Just take me home." He said, giving her the directions. She pulled up in front of the mansion and put the car in park. "Thank you for the ride, Miss Hart." He smiled sweetly at her. "Take care of yourself, Harry." She smiled back before he closed the door and she drove away back to her apartment.
The next morning Tegan had the day off, allowing her to get her morning jog in. As she ran down the sidewalk she accidentally bumped shoulders with the Mr. Dillon from Oscorp, who was holding a bunch of blueprints. "I must be on a roll with running into you literally, Mr. Dillon." The awkward man smiled, showing his crooked teeth. "Sorry Miss…"He trailed off, not knowing her name. "Hart." She smiled, when suddenly shots were heard from nearby causing people to run all over the place. Out came Spider-man running towards the two, though he bumped into Max, causing his blueprints to fly.
Spider-man picked them up for the man, handing them back, and fixing Max's appearance. "You're my guy. You're my ears and my eyes on the streets." Spider-man told the older man. "Keep her safe." He added, looking towards Tegan, and then taking off in the scuffle of the crowd. "Get out of here Mr. Dillon. I'm going home too. It's not safe right now on the streets." She told him before running off. She didn't get very far before she ran into one of the guys running away from Spider-man. The guy thought she was his opportunity to get away, causing him to grab her.
"This isn't very smart." She told him as she stepped on his foot, and then elbowed him in the stomach before grabbing the hand that had the gun in it. She pulled the gun out of his hand and pointed it at him for a moment before knocking him in the head, causing him to pass out, allowing her to disassemble the gun, taking the bullets with her. She pushed the man further out into the street so someone could find him before running back to her apartment, a familiar presence watching her from a distance.
She closed her eyes, looking into the presence that felt, wanting to know who it was and if they posed a threat to her. "Missed me?" The familiar voice whispered into her ear from behind her. "I have no life outside of you, of course I missed you." She stated sarcastically as she turned towards the masked man. As soon as she faced him, the presence was gone. "Are you alright?" He asked, looking from the unconscious man, to the pieces of the gun, to the bullet chamber in her hand. "Perfect." She smiled, allowing him to pick her up around her waist and made his way across roof tops to her apartment.
The unfamiliar eyes back on the two as fast as it disappeared, making Tegan feel uncomfortable, though she would not let it show. "What were you doing there?" He asked as he landed on the roof over her apartment. She pointed down to her attire that consisted of Under Armour long sleeved shirt and leggings and a pair of Nike running shoes. "Well, obviously I as running." She told him. He walked over and snatched the bullets out of her hand. "Well, obviously that wasn't only what you were doing." He remarked, slightly frustrated. "I used my self-defense skills when he tried to grab me from behind." She told him, telling the truth, because she was in fact using self-defense skills. "How did you know how to take apart a gun?" He asked, getting suspicious. "My father was in the military. He was a specialist when it came to guns, and he taught me all I know." She stated, once again not lying.
"I need you to stay out of these dangerous situations." The masked Peter told her as he grunted and placed a hand to his head. "You need to worry about yourself, not me." Tegan told him, placing a hand on his shoulder. "I can't do that. You have no idea what you mean to me, Tegan." His frustration was now coming out in his voice as he spoke. "I can't lose you." He whispered, his head falling down. Tegan stepped in front of him, placing her small hand under his chin to force him to look at her in the face. "I guess that's a good thing, because you won't lose me." She smiled, causing him to cheer up slightly. "Obviously I can take care of myself to get out of certain situations; you have seen that on multiple occasions. Now get back to that girlfriend of yours." She ordered.
Photographs of the petite brunette Oscorp employee and of the infamous masked vigilante covered the walls in his room. The hooded man turned to add a few more photos, but this time of the two together. His once infatuation with Spider-man turned into an obsession with this beautiful brunette. She was the only one that mattered now. She saw him for the man he was, the man he is, and he will do all he has to, to get her away from the self-proclaimed super hero. The figure turned towards his mirror to look at his newly blue skin. He would destroy everything and everyone who caused him harm and save the one woman he believed to love. Tegan Hart.
Man! What a long chapter! But I felt that this was the perfect ending. It was only 6 pages long on Word, so it didn't seem that long when I wrote it there!
I hope you all enjoyed, critique any mistakes I missed! Thank you my lovely readers!