Hey there true deceivers! First, I want to say one thing: sweet TARDIS of Gallifrey this is amazing! When I got the idea to write this story I thought I would get a few viewings and maybe one guest review if I was lucky, but never in my sick and twisted dreams did I ever think I would get followed, favorited, or reviewed by actual FF users! Not even a day has gone by since I put chapter 1 up and I already have several followers, favorites, and even a few reviews! I know, I know, shut up and get on with the story, but I just wanted to say thanks to the 11 favorites and 10 followers. And I also want to thank Darth Xion, Truepirateking, and the guest reader for reviewing my story. Thank you so much for taking the time to review my story. Now onto our F.N. Spider-Overlord as he reacts havoc across the Marvel Universe as only a Spectacular, Amazing, Ultimate, and Superior Overlord can!
By the by, I own jack squat in this story...besides myself in the first chapter.
In Hell's Kitchen there is a constant darkness that looms over the inhabitant's. In Hell's Kitchen there is a constant darkness that looms over its inhabitants, striking fear and despair into their hearts, and its name is Shadowland. Shadowland, a gigantic Japanese styled fortress, built for Daredevil by the hand, now controlled by King Pin after Daredevils apparent demise and his criminal exploits were made public thanks to Spider-man and the Black Cat destroying Fisk tower. Ever since then he, Hobgoblin, and the legion of Hand ninja that serve Fisk after he took control of Shadowland, have resided there. That was going to change tonight.
Currently, Fisk was sitting on his throne as he listened to Hobgoblin explain what happened between him and his predecessor after they not only let Peter Parker and Max Model get away with the goblin key again, he wanted to make sure he understood what happened. After hearing the story again, it didn't help his mood. "So to surmise your failure completely; you let both Peter Parker and Max Model get away with the key, you let Spider-man destroy the bunker with Osborn's secrets and weapons, Spider-man is still alive, and the only thing you have to save yourself from my wrath is the fact that you killed Kingsley, is that correct?"
"O-of course boss! Would I lie to you?" Hobgoblin squirmed under his employer's gaze of cold, truth be told, that wasn't the whole truth. The whole thing with the bug was true, the part about Kingsley dying was tricky. Kingsley was alive, he just wasn't around. After putting Hobys girlfriend, Daily Bugle Reporter Norah Winters, Kingsley gave him an ultimatum: pay me or die. Usually, if this was any other kind of super villain, Urtich would either killed the moron or beat them to a pulp. But after getting his ass handed to him and being threatened with a slow painful death, Urtich got on the original Hobgoblins bandwagon.
Fisk was about to question Hobgoblin further when an explosion rocked Shadowland. "What the hell was that?!" shouted Hobgoblin from his place on the floor where he fell from the force of the blast. A Hand ninja ran in and kneeled before Fisk. "Master, we are under attack!" Fisk stood up from his throne and grabbed the ninja by the neck and lifted him to his eye level. "That much is evident you idiot! But by whom?!" shouted Fisk as he gave the ninja a good shack to emphasize his displeasure.
"B-by mechanical demons my lord!" chocked out the Hand ninja, "A horde of them and small round spider like machines tore down the front gate and are swarming the courtyard as we speak!" Fisk had a look of shocked confusion that was mirrored by Hobgoblin. The spider part stuck out in both Fisk and Goblins minds. Goblin went over to the ninja, who was still struggling to breath, and used his wings to get to his eye level.
"These Spider things, they wouldn't happen to be red and blue are they?" asked Hobgoblin. When the Hand ninja nodded, causing Hobgoblin to look at his boss in even more confusion. "Since when does the insect have the stones to come at use like this?" Fisk was wondering the same thing. Spider-man had never been so forward when he's confronted him, he used subterfuge and only using direct tactics when necessary. "Tell me, was Spider-man among these machines?" Before the ninja could answer his master, a small throwing knife imbedded itself in his skull, turning him to dust like all Hand ninja when they die. "Wow, forgot that's how those Hand guys die. That's kinda dull."
Hobgoblin and Kingpin turned to the voice, only to see a man that looked like Spider-man in his sinister six armor sitting in the Kingpins throne, but something was off about him. His voice and the coloring of his costume were the same, but the way he carried himself was different, his whole demeanor screamed that he had the power and they were just peons. The one thing that was absolutely in true Spider-man fashion, getting on the villains last nerve.
"You surprise me, Spider-man," said Fisk trying to act aloof, but the pulsing vain in his bald head was giving away his real feelings, "even though my warriors are not truly alive, I have never known you to take a life, of any form, and so easily too." If Fisk and Hobgoblin could see Spidys face, they would see a smirk slowly form.
"Well, normally you'd be right King-size-pin," the not-so-friendly wall crawler said as he stretched and doing an over the top act of getting comfortable in the Kingpins throne, knowing that it and the usual jab at his weight was pissing Fisk off even more, "But I decided it was time for a change in my moral alignment. Let's face it, I was walking a fine line between failure and success in my hero career. Sure, I've stopped the odd world domination attempt, mass murder, and a lot of petty crimes, but what did I get in return? Zip, zilch, nadda, nothing. So, I switched sides, but instead of turning to petty crime, theft, and murder I decided to go into the world domination racket.
"Unfortunately, I don't have the basics to being megalomaniac: a base, capital, generals, recourses, an army, you know all that trivial stuff. I mean, sure, I got those robots outside, but they only have so much intelligence and there's that always the slim chance they could get hacked. Then I realized something: I could just kill you and take over as Kingpin and lord of the Hand!"
As soon as Fisk heard this he began to laugh at the ridicules dilution of his old foe. Him, take over his empire? Not in a million years! The eyes of the Spider-Overlord's helmet narrowed, and his claws dug into the arms of the Kingpins throne as Fisk was joined by Hobgoblin in laughter at his intentions to take over Fisks Empire. 'Parkers lucky I destroyed him, because if he wasn't I would be mentally throttling him right now for people not taking me seriously when I say stuff like this. Damn you Parker!' Spider-man cleared his throat "I'm being serious, you are walking before Adkins poster." He said in a dead serious
Fisk stopped laughing then frowned in annoyance, his weight once again be used to insult him, "As entertaining as that statement was, I grow tired of this arachnid's insane prattling. Hobgoblin! Remove Spider-man from my throne and this time do not fail to kill him." Said Fisk as he turned to leave, going to see how his servants were doing against the Spiders robots. "Heh, you got it boss!" said the Hobgoblin as drew and ignited his sword and flew into the air with the intention to go straight towards the bug head long with his sword raised above his head in a horizontal slicing motion. The Spider-Overlord just sat there, his hand propped up on his fist in a board manner as he said, "So how's Norah doing, Phil?"
That made the Hobgoblin freeze, his sword inches away from Spidys head, as his identity was just reviled. His mind raced as he tried to figure out how he knew who he was, unfortunately this gave Spidy the chance he needed as he formed his Asgardian stingers and stabbed Hobgoblin in the stomach, causing him to drop his sword and fall to the floor on his knees, hunched over clutching his bleeding stomach in agony. The Spider-Overlord stood and looked down at the Hobgoblin before kicking him, which thanks to the blades on the Spider-Overlords boots caused him three more stab wounds, with such force that he hit the wall right next to the exit where Fisk was just about to walk through. Fisk Stopped and stared in shock at the bloody and now unconscious Hobgoblin.
He turned around to see the Spider-Overlords armor changed into a red karate bi with black web design and blue trim and his usual cloth mask. He cracked his knuckles as he looked straight towards Fisk. "We're not done here Fisk. I challenge you for control of the Hand and your entire criminal empire. One on fat one, mono a big mono, just you, me, and those fifty square tons of lard you call baby fat."
Fisk thought about his options very carefully. He could easily run out and have his Hand ninjas overwhelm him, but he would look like a coward to his men. On the other hand, he had been training vigorously after he lost his spider abilities and he was feeling like he was more than a match for the corrupted hero. He wasn't a fool though, he knew that Spider-man was physically stronger, but Fisk was skilled in many forms of fighting styles, one of which that allowed him to exploit the pressure points of his opponent.
Fisk smirked, not only would he have the satisfaction of killing the annoyance that was Spider-man but he would also strengthen his position as the master of the American branch of the Hand. "I accept your challenge Spider-man." said Fisk as he took off his white suit jacket and got into a fighting stance. Spidy assumed his Spider-Fu stance and waited for Fisk to make a move. They both were still for what seemed like hours, waiting for the other to strike first. Wishing to get this over with, Fisk moved first, running towards Spidy with the intent to grab him.
Spidy easily dodged the attack by jumping over Fisk and countered with a mid-air spinning kick to Fisks back. Fisk stumbled but quickly recovered and sent several punches at Spidy, getting lucky as he landed a punch to Spidys face with enough force to send Spidy off his feet and hurtling towards the opposite wall. Spidy quickly sent two web lines to the wall behind Fisk, used the momentum from the blow to propel himself feet first towards the fat crime boss, and hit Fisk with a powerful kick to his considerably large stomach.
Fisk went fling, but before he got to fare, Spidy sent another web line, this time aimed for Fisk himself, and spun him around the room, making him collide with the walls and several of the pillars that decorated the room. "Around and around we go where we stop, nobody knows!" cackled the overlord as he kept make Fisk hit walls, tables, more pillars, and even the barely concise Hobgoblin, inadvertently bringing him along for the ride.
"Well this has been fun Fatso really, but this is your stop!" said Spidy as he pulled the web line towards himself, causing Fisk and Hobgoblin to come to him, and hit them with a spinning kick with enough force to send them flying out into the courtyard, where the spider-bots and the new minion drones, called the Silvers, were still fighting the Hand ninjas. At some point it had started to rain, making it hard for the ninja and even some of the robots to fight, but all fighting stopped when Fisk and Hobgoblin came crashing down from the castle with Spidy, back in his armor, web zipping out of the huge hole that use to be the main door way.
Spidy landed right in front of Fisk, who was looking the worse for wear; he had bloody cuts and bruises all over, his tailored suit was ripped, dirty, and ruined, and Spidy wasn't sure, but it looked like some of his bones were broken. "Hey Fisk, you still alive?" said Spidy as he walked over to Fisks side, placed his foot on his chest, and applied pressure, smirking under his helmet as he got the rewarding sounds of a groan of pain and a few ribs breaking.
Fisk looked up at him in hatred, he couldn't believe that he beaten and about to lose everything to Spider-man! Spider-man! Now if it had been his old foe Daredevil, which would have been infuriating, but tolerable! This was Spider-man, the minor annoyance he's had to deal with for years, sure he cost him his company but that wasn't even a real loss! The conciliation prize was that He knew Spider-man would never kill him, his Hand ninja were one thing, they weren't technically live, and he had only wounded Hobgoblin, but he would never kill, he didn't have the stomach for murder. As much as he hated to admit it he had lost, but tomorrow was another day, and as soon as he was healed, he would find a way to regain his empire and kill this wall crawler once and for all!
"V-very well Spider-man, you've won. You have bested me in combat and the Hand is yours all I ask is that you grant me mercy and I will never darken your door again." Said Fisk as he struggled to speak with Spider-man's foot still on his chest. Spidy began to chuckle that slowly turned into insane laughter as lightning struck and thunder crashed behind him. "What part of 'I decided it was time for a change,'" he said as he looked down at Fisk, Ms. Marvels Asgardian battle axe slowly forming in his hand. "Did you not comprehend!?"
And with those final words Spidy lifted his axe and brought it down onto the Kingpins neck, slicing his head clean off. Blood sprayed onto the ground and onto the Spider-Overlord as stood there and basked in the euphoric feeling of his first kill (not really counting Parker because that was mental murder and not Octavius because he was already dyeing) for a moment before he turned to the ninjas around him. "Your master is dead! By right of combat I am now your master, any who challenge my right step forward and die by my axe!" The Hand ninjas said nothing but bowed as one to their new master. Spidy smirked under his helmet. "Awesome."
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Deep within the boules of one of the many Hell dimensions was a tower that looked like it had been carved out of a giant stalactite. Within the tower thousands of minions were scurrying around the giant mystical orb known as the Tower Heart. In the very front of the orb stood to figures; one being the minion master Gnarl who was wearing his signature long red and black rag like robs with a stick attached to his back that had a glowing stone tied to it, while the other was a tall red haired beauty dressed in a skin tight black jumpsuit with a low V-neck that went down just an inch under her bellybutton, exposing most of her impressive breasts, and a high collared black cape with a red interior. Their attentions were toward the images with in the orb.
The orb showed the battle between the late Kingpin of crime and the Spider-Overlord. Gnarl cackled with deranged glee along with the other minions as they saw their master behead the fat crime boss. "This is simply wonderful mistress!" said Gnarl in joy, "The master has finely awakened form that vile spell that those interlopers placed upon him!" The woman smiled deviously. "Yes, after so long you have your master back Gnarl," said the woman, "and I will soon the deal between you and my father will be complete."
"Quite right mistress, but before we can welcome him back we'll need to get the tower ready for him." said gnarl as he turned to the assembled minions. "Well? You heard me, you slack jawed morons! Get to work!" And with that the minions ran in all directions to find a job to do that would make the tower presentable for the long-awaited return of their master. The woman chuckled at the antics of the minions as she turned to the image of the Spider-Overlord, armor soaked with the blood of his enemy, and smiled "I knew there was something I liked about you."
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The first thing to come to Phil Urich's mind as he slowly regained conciseness was that he was dressed in a T-shirt and boxers and 'Did I get into another drinking contest with Nora?' then his mind kicked into gear as he remembers the fight (if you could call it that) with Spider-man, causing him to try and lurch forward, only to find that his wrists were restrained by high tech cuffs that were attached to the gurney he was in. "Well look who's awake." Hoby looked up at the voice and saw Spidy dangling upside down from a web line two feet away from him. Hobgoblin's restraints strained against his wrists as he tried to break free and attack his old enemy. Spidy chuckled at the display. "Try all you want Hoby, but I made those cuffs myself, so you won't be going anywhere."
Hoby smirked as he was about to open his mouth to use his Lunatic Laugh, but Spidy quickly hit him with a web shot to the mouth that kept his mouth shut. "Thanks for reminding me about that laugh of yours, Phil. You mind if I call you Phil?" Hobgoblin glared at him, "Good! Now you're probably wondering why you're not dead yet. Well you see Phil, as much as I have hated you in the past, I've decided to give you a second chance. Join me and my new criminal empire, that I got after I killed your boss, and I'll even give you a raise!" Hoby looked at him like he was crazy, they were bitter enemies for crying out loud! They didn't even get along when he was a hero! Spidy picked up on his thoughts and sighed in exasperation.
"Yes, you and I have never liked each other. Personally, I chalk it up to Goblin/Spider hatred, but I'm willing to forget all about it in your case. You're not like Kingsley or Osborn, you actually have a since of humor and you're not as much of a bastard as they are. You're just as crazy as them, but you actually do this for the fun of it! I need guys like you Hoby, guys that kill for fun and can still find a way to profit from it! So, what do you say?"
Hoby glared at him and pointed at the web still on his face. "Oh right!" Spidy was about to press a button on his gauntlet but stopped "If you even think of using that laugh of yours, your dead you know that right." Hoby nodded as Spidy pulled out what looked like a breath spray bottle and sprayed its contents on to the web, causing the web to dissolve instantly.
When the web was completely gone, he asked "Say I work for you, what's the job description and what's in it for me?" "Well, first off your job would basically be the same as when you worked for Fisk, you would be my number two. Second, if you join me, you'd become one of my generals, which means you would get to control a portion of my forces, get new tech that would make you an even more deadly than before, you and anyone you care about would be under my protection, and your salary would be tripled from what Fisk was paying you."
The job sounded good to Hoby, but just to play devil's advocate he asked, "And If I refuse your offer?" Spidy chuckled "Then you die, because you see them?" Spidy pointed up at the ceiling, Hoby looked up and saw several Spider-man themed ninjas with red spider legs coming out of their backs (AN: see my Deviantart page to get a better look at these guys- DrZevil) glaring down at him, "They don't like it when someone dishonors their master, they tend to kill people that do. So, what's it going to be Phil, do you join me, get richer, stronger, and live safer or do you refuse and end up dead?" to drive the point home, the Spider-Overlord produces his stingers and holds the blades at the Hobgoblins throat.
Hoby didn't like to admit it, but the bug made since. Better pay, he'd be stranger, better equipped, and he would have insurance in case Nora was in danger. Sure, he didn't like the bug, but for triple the pay and power, he was willing to forgive and forget. After mulling it over for a few more seconds he looked up at Spidy and smirked, "You got yourself a deal bu- I mean boss!"
"Good," said Spidy as he put his stingers away and jumped off his web to stand in front of the gurney as a Spider-Hand ninja came down from the ceiling and deactivated the cuffs. "How do you feel?" asked Spidy as Hoby massaged his wrists as he got off the gurney. "Fine considering that I got stabbed in the gut...How did I survive that?" Spidy sowed him his hand as the point on his index finger turned into a needle. "I injected you with a new form of symbiote. It healed your wounds and it's slowly improving, strengthening your body as we speak, and it will also interface with your new armor and tech."
Hobgoblin flexed his hands, almost feeling himself getting stronger. He looked up at his boss, giving him his best evil smile. "Boss, this is the beginning of a beautiful relationship!"
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Spidy was in a good mood as he was swinging back to Parkers apartment, his armor taking on the appearance of his old Spider-man costume to avoid people seeing him in his Overlord form before he was ready. He had had a good week all things considered. He used his Spider-Hands and Spider-bots to track down Tiberius Stone, who was hiding out with Tinkerer of all people. After he was found, Spidy ordered that both Stone and the Tinkerer be brought to him.
To say that they were shocked to see him sitting in the Kingpins throne would have been an understatement. Stone had been his usual arrogant self, saying that he was going to the press with this, saying he was going to ruin and drag his name through the mud for this indignity and that he would find a way to somehow sue him for all he was worth. Spidy actually laughed at his stupidity before he got up and beat him to the point he was bloody, bruised, broken, but, unfortunately for Stone, still conscious.
Spidy told him that Stone and the Tinkerer, who was trying not to piss himself after watching Stone get beaten to a pulp, for their betrayal of the old Kingpin would now work for him. Seeing that he was up shit creek, Stone decided to try and get into Spidys good graces by telling him his plan to destroy Horizon and take all their inventions.
Spidy liked the plan but made one change. The next day the Daily Bugle announced the deaths of Max Modell and his most of his staff after a government helicopter was bombed right over the baseball field where the Horizon scientist were having a company baseball game. The Bugle reported that the only one to survive was Peter Parker, who had been away since the late Doctor Octopus attacked Avengers Tower.
Spidy had enjoyed getting rid of all the friends Parker had made, and all it took was to reveal all the laws Modell had broken, a government helicopter, and a well-placed reverbium rocket with a one-mile blast radius to said copters fuel tank. What made it even better was that now everything in Horizon belonged to him, or rather it belonged to Over Technologies, a company that Spidy had created using Fisks old resources, including the old corrupt members of Fisk's old company which was perfect. They would run thing on the outside of the business, while he worked behind the scenes until he was ready to show himself and his other secret project.
He may not have all his memories back, but he knew one thing for sure: every Overlord needed an evil tower to call home. Shadowland was great, but it was small potatoes for what he had in mind. He sent thousands of Silvers and Spider-bots to the underwater site of Octavius' destroyed base, the Octahedral, to begin repurposing the wreckage as parts for a tower of his very own! It would be a master piece, one of the greatest creations he had made, and with it he would soon rule this world of heroes, monsters, mutants, gods, and all the other crazy crap that made up this screwed-up world he was forced to call home.
'Speaking of which here's Parkers mediocre apartment now.' Thought Spidy as he reached the fire escape of Peter Parkers apartment, opened the window and stepped inside. "This really has to end, I'm the Overlord for god's sake! I can't keep living like this!" as his suit turned into his normal cloths his spider-sense went off, warning him he was not alone. "Especially with the fact that," he formed his Stinger, "it seems anyone can just let themselves in!" He turned to where he since the intruders were and was met with an odd sight. Standing next to one of the recliners was the grey imp from his memories and sitting in said recliners was a woman who looked like she got her cloths at the slutty vampire store, who he knew all too well.
"Satana?"
AN: GASP! What's the Daughter of the Devil doing in Spidy apartment with Gnarl!? Again, sorry for the wait, I have a really bad procrastination problem and will try and do better to get this story out faster than a snail's pace.
Moving on, I need to ask for your help true deceivers. In keeping with Overlord crossover fanfic tradition, I want to hear who you want in Spidys mistress Harem! I have a pretty good idea who I want and will be one, I want to hear who you guys want too. Just write a review or send me a PM with your pick and I will take them all into consideration, but be reasonable in your choices, no one under the age 18! I'll look them over and post the top 5 next chapter! Till next time and like the man that started it all says Excelsior!
