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Chapter two: Enter, Wilson Fisk

"Wilson Fisk, your Honor."

He was a tall intimidating man—the kind where he was not one to cross. He was dressed in white, having a bald head—broad shoulders—with a fixed stare at Tony who was glaring at him.

His booming voice echoed around the room and with a simple shout, the room could go into silent within a second if he wanted to. He projected a large sense of power ad he stood his ground.

"Please state your arguments from your point of view," the Minister spoke.

"Of course. As you see and hear, your Honor, Tony Stark is just simply not...up to his task."

There were small murmurs among the crowd but it quickly died down as they were all eager to hear next.

"I believe he is losing his touch, Minister. And this is where we question ourselves: How long can Tony Stark continue before he loses?" Wilson said. "They're all mad as they come—"

"I'm terribly sorryto inform you, Fisk," Tony growled. "But you do not know how I work—"

"To the public, yes."

"Ah, but from the inside you don't and that's why your point and mine are very different from each other. Rest assured," Tony spoke loudly. "I will be the best mentor Spider Man there ever was."

"Do you know the true identity of this Spider Man?" the Minister asked.

"I'm afraid that's classified, your Honor."

"Why should it be different than the Avengers?" Fisk questioned.

Tony narrowed his eyes. "Spider Man is still young. He's still less experienced than us. When the world is ready and can accept Spider Man, then and only then, will Spider Man reveal to us all."

There were murmurs spreading throughout the room but everyone's eyes were on the Minister who seemed to be studying at Tony with a straight face.

"And as far as I'm concerned," Tony continued. "Spider Man never really did any damage to us all. So in all honesty, I did my job."

Fisk's grin grew even nastier. "But what if he was out of control? What if you can't stop him?"

Tony breathed before he spoke. "If he ever did went out of control, I would know and just like with every other hero, he could be stopped…" he paused. "Just with bigger force," he muttered.

"What was that?" the Minister asked.

"Nothing."

"I say, Minister, that we should let someone else be a guide to Spider Man," Fisk replied.

There were murmurs of agreement.

"I believe that it is the Minister's job to give the verdict," Tony said. "And as far as I'm aware of, Spider Man can choose who wants to be his guide and guess what? He still chose me. So now, Minister, I await your decision. I have said everything I needed to say."

"But how can we trust you and him?" Fisk quizzed. "How can we know that you won't fail?"

The silence was a bit too much to bear for Tony since there was a small hesitation which made Tony absent-mindedly rub his wrist before the Minister spoke.

"Those in favor to keep Tony Stark as a mentor?"

Tony drew in a sharp breath as he saw a few hands in the air.

"And those in favor to not keep Tony as a mentor?"

There were hands in the air as they had beaten the first round. Tony tightened his jaw as he knew that this would somehow happen. With Fisk around, of course, Tony wouldn't be able to win. He sharply turn to glare at Fisk who made a horrid sneer.

"Right then. I believe this case is solved. Guards, if you will."

"Ah, I believe I somehow knew this would happen. It comes with being old, I suppose," Tony grinned as he made a serious look. "I have no intention of being put away."

"You have to," the Minister said. "It's the law."

"To you maybe. And for me, hmm, I would like to make something with a bit of creativity," an amuse glint sparkled in Tony's eyes.

A whirring sound came until like magnets, it attached itself to Tony's arms, securely latching onto him. It kept on flying towards him until all of the pieces came on him. The audience were wide with shock as the judges edged on their seats a little. Tony stuck out his hand out so that he grabbed the last piece of the metal before sticking it in his face.

The Minister's face was twisted with anger. "Get him! He's not going anywhere! You can't run!"

"Oh but you see. I'm not running. I'm just running with style."

Smirking, Tony ignited the jet boosters and automatically lifted himself in the air just as the guards came.

"Good day, Minister."

And then, Iron Man flew towards the window, crashing through the glass before he vanished from sight.

"IRON MAN!"

Peter angrily wiped away the new set of tears. He hadn't stopped crying ever since Ned was killed. It was his fault, Peter would repeatedly tell himself.

He had those damn Spider senses so why didn't he used them?

Oh that's right. They got cancelled when that stupid mist came and had temporarily blinded him.

He sniffed. He supposed he should get out of bed and maybe go into the sunlight or otherwise, people will think that he's a vampire or something.

Sighing, Peter dragged himself as he took off his shirt in order for him to hunt for a new one. However, he glanced to the right and stared at his phone. He hadn't heard anything from Tony yet. He knew he had went to the Hearing but what happened? Did Tony won?

Just as he was about to grab a shirt, all of a sudden, a noise came like a clanging sound which made Peter narrow his eyes.

It sounded as though it came from the window and his Spider senses weren't buzzing.

Maybe it was just a bird who just missed its destination. However, Peter gaped when he saw the window being opened by brute force and it made Peter be on guard, ready to shoot.

When the window was fully open, Peter stared incredulously at the visitor. White glowing eyes with red and gold made a dead giveaway.

"Peter Parker."

Author's Note: "I'm running away with style" that you are Tony Stark and that's why we all love you ^^ even though him peering through the window is creepy af. Try thinking when Iron Man was saving the Ferry and looking through the window; yeah that creepy version. What happens next? Find out! Toodles!

EDIT: I have recently been asked if I could do a Spider Man: Origins. The answer is maybe because I really want to start writing my Infinity War novelization and it also depends where I'm at, regarding with my stories. So uhm yeah…so keep asking questions and I'll gladly answer them! I'll most likely do another FAQ like how I did the last time so yeah…Toodles!