I told you all I would make a one-shot for my "Daddy Longlegs" thing in Chapter 12 of AI:IH. Another update for that fic will be soon, for now enjoy this!
This is just how and why the team nicknamed Spidey this. This one-shot is set a month or so before the Academy was attacked. Enjoy!
"Whoever thought up the idea training early in the morning, they need to get a good-sized punch in the face!" Spider-Man declared sourly, as he worked on blinking the remains of sleep off his eyes lids. He was, oh so rudely, woken up this morning by Coulson, as well as his teammates, and they were ushered into the training room as an exercise for any chance that they had to go out on a fight earlier than what they were used to.
It was supposed to help them, but Spidey was convinced that it was just Coulson wanting to torture them for making fun of his tightie whitie underpants. He's still having nightmares about that by the way. "I'll hold them, you punch." Power-Man agreed, he swayed on his feet as he too fought off the bowels of sleep.
"Save a punch for me," Dagger mumbles as she leaned on the wall nearest to her. Coulson watches them unimpressed, "Lighten up," he said, "Once I get the exercise started you'll wake up."
"Yippee," Nova grumbled with the deadest voice he could muster.
"That's the spirit!" Coulson smirked, he clapped his hands loudly and the teens wearily fell into line. He nodded, "Good, now I have a few strategies that could work for a situation like this. Pay attention, especially you Spider-Man-you being team leader, you need to know this. Now, in some cases you guys will be fighting early in the morning, early enough that the sun might still not be out. Use the shadows, and darkness to your advantage. Or, if the sun is almost out. It might be smart to maneuver around you enemy and get them in a position so that when the sun came out, it would blind them and you can take them down. Another good way-" but Coulson stopped his talking when he turned around to face the teens, to find that they were all leaning heavily on one-another, supporting each other's body, and snoring loudly. Every single one of them had fallen back asleep.
Coulson frowned, but he came prepared. He brought a blow horn out from his bag, and pointed it in the teen's direction. "BBBBBNNNNNNNNNNNN!" the teens cried out in surprise, and stumbled in shock. They all ended up in a giant pile on the floor, eyes wide open now and definitely awake. "That…was so…rude!" Spidey commented from underneath Nova and Power-Man.
"As long as you're awake," Coulson replied dully. "And since you all seem to think you don't need to know this stuff, I guess you can handle the exercise just fine too." He turned away stubbornly, grabbing the blow horn and leaving the arena and a group of confused teenagers.
Spidey pushed the other two off of him and got to his feet, "Come on Coulson, its way too early for this kind of thing." The arachnid got no reply. "I know you can hear me!"
"Exercise commencing in 1 minute…" a robotic voice announced. Spider-Man groaned in exasperation. "Alright fine, but I'm going back to bed after this." He turned to his sleepy teammates. "Okay guys, let's just beat this exercise and get back to bed."
"Sounds like a plan Spidey," Amadeus yawned, allowing his visor to slide over his face. "Let's get this over with." Everyone else groaned, but stumbled into a fighting stance. The exercise started unexpectedly.
First off the room's setting changed so that it resembled Central Park, it was dark out so the only light was from the lamps in the park that let off a glow. When it comes to S.H.E.I.L.D its go all out or go home. The grass felt real and wet with dew, even a small morning breeze drifted over the teens and they all shivered. "That never fails to surprise me," Cloak muttered, his cloak flying slightly with the breeze.
"Got to love S.H.E.I.L.D tech," Spider-Man agreed.
Then there was an explosion. The trees off to the left erupted into flame, and the energy of the explosion sent the teens flying back a little. There was a burst of laughter, and three figures emerged through the fire and trees. The first one was none other than the high-tech Beetle; he had his guns and energy cannons on and pointed at the teens. The 2nd was Scorpion, his tail dripping with poison as he smiled at the teens. And the 3rd was Kraven who was twirling a knife in between his fingers lazily before gripping the leather hilt tightly and laughed. Spider-Man scoffed, "Beetle, Scorpion, and Kraven?" he questioned. "Piece of cake."
There was a whirring, and a few innocent, early morning joggers appeared on the sidewalk. "Okay, civilians to protect. A little less easy, piece of pie." Spider-Man corrected himself. Then there was some more whirring, and it started raining. "Rain Coulson?" Spidey demanded, "Really?! Now your just being mean,"
"Just do the exercise," Coulson's voice rang out through the hidden speakers. Spidey grumbled, and shivered as his thin suit was soaked. He was definitely awake now. "Psh, why would Beetle, Scorpion, and Kraven team-up anyway." But he none-the-less turned to his team. "Okay let's do this. First off, Cloak, Iron Spider-get the civilians out of here. The rest of us will keep the three stooges busy, these goons shouldn't be too hard with our numbers."
Cloak and Iron Spider nodded, and set off to rounding up the civilians. The rest of the teen turned to the three villains, "Bring it on Kraven," White Tiger snarled. They all charged. Spider-Man attacked Beetle with Nova, Agent Venom, and Squirrel Girl. Power-Man, White Tiger, Kazar, and Zabu lunged for Kraven. And Iron Fist, Dagger, and Rhino attacked Scorpion.
Spider-Man usually joked and quipped while fighting, but Beetle never talked (thus he had no one to banter with) so often didn't talk when fighting him either. Besides, it was still too early for such things, he was brain-dead. Beetle shot a few times at Spidey, but thanks to the arachnid-heroes superb 6th sense he dodged each time. "Take this!" Nova said half-heartedly while suppressing a yawn, shooting to energy blasts at Beetle. Beetle moved out of the way of the blast so it nearly hit Agent Venom instead.
"Hey, watch where you're aiming those!" Agent Venom scolded Nova, Nova shrugged. "Sorry, it's too early to aim."
"Well at least try," Agent Venom huffed, shooting a few missiles at Beetle. But once again Beetle moved, and the missiles almost hit Squirrel Girl.
"Take your own advice," she yelled at Agent Venom sourly. "Try aiming before you shoot your team mates!"
Spider-Man didn't shoot any of his webs at Beetle, figured he might get the same result as the others if he did, so he ran forward, flipped as Beetle shot at him, before punching the assassin in the stomach and kicking him away. "Hey, what's the point of fighting him if we're just going to fight each other? Bring it together guys." Spider-Man told them.
"Okay, sorry Spidey." Agent Venom apologized.
"Yeah sorry, it's just-you shouldn't disturb a squirrel's sleep." Squirrel Girl said, "We get very cranky."
"Dully noted," Spider-Man replied. "Now come on. The sooner we beat these goons, the sooner we can get to bed. Nova, distract him from above, Agent Venom, Squirrel Girl let's do the Three Strikes method." The others nodded and got to work.
Nearby them Power-Man, White Tiger, Kazar, and Zabu were working on getting Kraven down. The hunter was climbing, and using the trees as cover while he attacked them with knifes from the shadows. Zabu growled fiercely, and hurriedly climbed a tree after Kraven, using his claws to race up the tree. Kazar wasn't far behind him, being so used to the jungle he was able to climb up the tree with ease. White Tiger also liked fighting in the woods, and was following Kraven on foot. The only one who seemed to really be almost struggling was Power-Man, who kept tripping in the dark and lagging behind as he ran after them. "Ugh, can we stop chasing and pound him already." Power-Man huffed as he worked on catching his breath.
Tiger noticed his struggles and gave him a sheepish smile, "Sorry Power-Man, we'll try to lure him back on the ground. Got that Kazar, Zabu?" the two shouted in understanding. They glanced at each other, before Zabu split away from Kazar and went to the left as Kazar kept his pursuit of Kraven through the trees. White Tiger followed easily on foot, and saw their plan. She smiled and kept running.
Zabu took a different route and cut ahead of Kraven, so that when Kazar had kept his pursuit of Kraven, the hunter crossed paths with Zabu. The giant sabre tooth saw Kraven coming, and jumped out of hiding place, effectively knocking Kraven down on the ground.
White Tiger immedianly pounced, and trapped Kraven. Power-Man was behind her, wheezing but looking better knowing he could actually do something now. "Finally," he smirked, hitting a fist against his open palm. But Kraven took the moment to wrench his arm from Tiger's grasp, and throw her roughly away from him. Power-Man lunged forward, and punched Kraven so that the hunter was back on the ground.
As good as S.H.E.I.L.D tech was, the scientists were still working on getting the LMD's to talk like their designated person. So throughout the whole battle Kraven remained silent, the only emotion he gave off was from his facial expressions. "You know what? I wish all villains were this quiet." White Tiger said.
"Ha, yeah. I'm sure they say the same thing about Spidey," Power-Man laughed, before yawning a little, but some of his sleepy demeanor had melted away from the long run he had received. Power-Man finished off the LMD, and the group walked away and went to find the others.
But when they got back, Spidey had taken down Beetle using the Three Strike method. Where someone distracted the enemy, before three others went up and each hit their target as hard as they could, before the distraction came in and delivered the final blow. Iron Fist just finished off Scorpion when they came in.
The exercise was complete; their surroundings melted away so that the arena was there once more. The broken parts of the LMD's littered the floor, but otherwise all was the same from when they have first started. "Yay, were done." Spider-Man muttered. "Now can we please go back to bed?" he yelled at the walls.
"Why would you go to bed, it's already morning." Coulson's smug voice replied back through the speakers. A series of whimpers and groans drifted among the group. "You did that on purpose!" Spider-Man accused. "Keeping the exercise going until it was actually time for us to get up!"
"Indeed," Coulson replied. "Though your performance was…adequate. But it could've been better, too much property damage, though the civilians WERE put to safety well. Good job, you guys may hit the showers." The speaker clicked off and left the group alone.
The teens stood there for a moment, tried from the exercise and feeling cheated of sleep. "Let's go," Spidey finally muttered. They all groaned again, and headed to the exit to leave. "Ow, I think I sprained my ankle." Power-Man winced; as he sat down to rub his irritated foot.
"What?" Spider-Man asked; worry suddenly ebbing into his tone. He knelt down next to Power-Man, "Really? Where does it hurt? Do I need to take you to the med bay?"
A small smile bloomed on Power-Man's lips, "Whoa, ease up there webs. It's just a little sprain, besides I heal fast." Spider-Man rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly, and stepped away.
"Right, sorry." He replied. The others exchanged knowing looks, before continuing out of the arena. But Spider-Man hung back, and helped Power-Man with the aid of Iron Fist and left when he was sure the enhanced teen was alright.
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Later, they were back in their dorms after a big breakfast, and a few more training exercises. "Ow, ow-so sore." Nova groaned, collapsing on his bed. "Why does Fury insist on making us ache."
"Ah, its probable for our own good." Spidey said, "But I must agree a little-ow!" Spidey rubbed his shoulder, wincing as he did so. "I feel like I can't even climb the walls right now."
The other teens grumbled in agreement, rubbing sore limbs as they found a comfortable place in the room to chillax in. Spider-Man, despite his sore shoulder, climbed up the wall and built himself a nice, cozy web to lie on. He sighed in content when it was finished, "Oh yeah, now this is what I call comfort."
But his comfort was short lived, as a commotion sprung up below him. "Would you stop moving?" Amadeus was yelling below, "You're wrecking all my stuff!"
"Why don't you try being a 2 ton person, I can't exactly see where I'm sitting ya know!" Rhino yelled back. Spidey groaned, and if he had a pillow with him, he would have stuffed his face in it and attempted suffocation. Unfortunately he didn't have a pillow, so that left option 2) making them stop their arguing. Which might give him the same result as suffocation.
But none-the-less, he got up from his position and peered down. Rhino was moving around on the floor, where at his feet a new gadget of Amadeus's was now in pieces, the child genius was knelt next to the ruined contraption trying to put some of the pieces back together fruitlessly. Agent Venom was nearby, "Aw come on Iron Spider, he didn't mean to." Ever since the event concerning Arnim Zola and his takeover of the Academy, those two have gotten a long a lot better.
"This is none of your business Agent Venom," Iron Spider snapped back.
"Hey, don't start getting mad at me too bro." Agent Venom glared.
"Both of you stop!" White Tiger snarled. "Save it for training!"
The other three glared at her while saying, "It's none of your business either!" White Tiger growled, allowing her claws to grow from her fingertips. "Hey don't start ganging up on her." Dagger interrupted, "She was only trying to help."
"Well we don't need your help, or yours! Just leave it alone!" Rhino retorted. Cloak got up from his spot, and stood protectively beside Dagger. "Yell at her again and you're going to find yourself on an island in the middle of know where."
"You know if I remember correctly, that already happened to us!" Nova told him from atop his bed.
"Hey we were under Taskmaster when that happened!" Dagger shouted defensively, crossing her arms and glaring daggers at Nova. "So, you still did it." Nova replied.
The room was filled as shouts as the argument continued, Spider-Man groaned when Iron Fist joined in the fight, he was speaking cryptic words that didn't make sense and only riled up everyone even more. Iron Fist was trying to help, but Spidey supposed zen wasn't always the answer.
Finally he had enough, he handled this during a fight, but right now he was on his me time. Besides, he was still tired and desired sleep. No one (but Fury or Aunt May or Harry or MJ or-okay this was getting him nowhere) else was depriving him of his much-deserved rest.
Spider-Man jumped down from his web, and landed in the center of the chaos. "Shut up!" he shouted, webbing back toward the wall, as well as their mouths. The noise was replaced with muffled shouts, Spider-Man waited until it all died down before he continued. "Come on guys, we're supposed to be a team here. Let's save all insults and back-talk for the villains, believe me its WAY more satisfying. Besides I'm sure were all just tired and cranky like a bunch of little toddlers, so Daddy is ordering everyone to take a nap. Got it?" Spider-Man put his hands on his hips, and repeated, "Got it?" the others nodded.
Spidey clapped his hands, "Wonderful, now I'm gonna let you all out and I want you all to go to bed." He unwebbed everyone and they all shuffled to their beds, though Nova and White Tiger was a bit reluctant. Squirrel Girl seemed quite happy with the arrangements though, and snuggled into her blankets with her squirrel companions.
White Tiger finally got in her bed, "Mama Cat," she chuckled at Spidey. He laughed at their joke, and went to go turn off the light. "Nah, he's not a cat. Has to be something more…spidery." Nova piped up from above White Tiger.
"What do you suggest?" White Tiger demanded. Nova shrugged, "I don't know…Wolf Spider?"
White Tiger scoffed from her bed, "Puh-lease, that doesn't even make any sense."
"Hey, wolfs have motherly instincts…I think…" Nova rubbed his chin thoughtfully. White Tiger scoffed again, and settled into her blankets. Everyone had been listening to their conversation, and from across the room Agent Venom piped up, "How about Grass Spider, I read somewhere that those can be protective."
There was a flurry of "nah's" throughout the room. And suddenly everyone was naming off different spiders they knew of, Spider-Man stood off in the corner, kind of unsure what to say in this situation. Amadeus was naming off Spider's at random, "The Peruvian spider, or the Tarantula blondi meaning: The Goliath Bird-Eating Spider, there's also the common Daddy Longleg spider, or perhaps the Brazilian Wondering Spider, did you know one bite from that sucker can leave someone erected-"
"Wait, what did you say?" Dagger interrupted.
"Yeah, the Brazilian Wondering Spider really does leave a guy erected when it-"
"No, no not that-though that is actually very disturbing. I was talking about the other spider; did you say, Daddy Longlegs?" the smirk on Dagger's face was so big; the others couldn't help but catch on. Iron Spider smiled widely too, "Hahah, you know. I think I like that one."
The other teens chuckled, "All in favor?" White Tiger said raising her hand, they all raised their hand; well except Spider-Man, who was still unsure how to react to his predicament. But he just shrugged and hoped the nickname wouldn't stick, "Shh, and go to sleep." Spidey ordered firmly as he turned out the light.
"Yes Daddy Longlegs'." Kazar laughed as he settled down, Zabu lay on Kazar's bed with him, curled at the young man's feet. Spider-Man made a 'shush' gesture with his hand, and went to lay back in his web. "Wait," Nova said from the darkness. "Aren't you going to read us a story first?"
Spider-Man gave Nova a look of disbelief, "Do you WANT me to tell you a story Buckethead?" Nova shrugged.
"Yeah, come on Spider." White Tiger joked. "What's the harm?" all the teens looked at him expectantly. Spider-Man groaned in his hands, wishing he could just web all their mouths shut again. But he sat up anyway, and faced them. "Alright fine. Once upon a time there were-how many of you guys are there? 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6-8, 10,-okay 13 of you. So once upon a time there were 13 very annoying, very loud kids who didn't know when they were supposed to go to sleep. So the big, tough Spider of the group promptly threatened them all that if they didn't be quiet and go to sleep then he would cocoon them all in webs and leave them like that until the webs wore off. There's a lesson to be learned in this story kids, figure it out. The end, good-night. Now SHHHHH!" Spider-Man fell back on his web and snuggled into it.
It was quiet throughout the room, "That was the worse story I've ever heard." Nova admitted below, he flew up from his bed, the light blue energy casting light and shadows throughout the room and annoying Spider-Man some more. The arachnid hero groaned again, he webbed his blanket and pillow up on the web with him and attempted shutting Nova out. But the other teen's constant peppering and probing finally made him snap.
Spider-Man threw off his blanket, grabbed Nova and spun him around while cocooning him in webs until everything but his head was covered, and then promptly webbed his mouth as well. Nova protested through muffled shouts as Spider-Man stuck him to a far corner of the room.
Then Spider-Man addressed the others, "Nova failed to see the point of my story, is there anyone else you needs enlightening?"
"Good-night Spidey."
"Night bro."
"Going to bed now."
"I'll be quiet."
"You know I think I figured out the lesson of the story."
"Kay going to sleep."
"Nightie-night."
"Night Daddy Longlegs."
"You know its not even night, it actually 12:34 in the afternoon-yeah okay, you right. I'll be quiet, good-night."
Spider-Man nodded his head in satisfaction and curled back on his web. He sighed in contentment, "Night." He muttered, as he snuggled into his blankets, thankful silence filled the room.
"But seriously, its only in the middle of the afternoon."
"ARRG!"
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Current time: 5: 57 A.M at S.H.E.I.L.D Academy.
The only noise the filled the dorm room was the occasional snore of the teens that inhabited it. Everything seemed peaceful and content, but knowing the luck of the resident spider-this moment of peace would not last. Suddenly, the communicators to all the teams lit up, and started beeping obnoxiously.
The teens jolted awake at the noise and looked at the communicators. Spider-Man rubbed his eyes wearily, "Nick? What's going on? Is this another early morning exercise?"
"Sorry Spider-Man, but this alert is real." Nick Fury replied back through the comm screen. "We've got a group of villains on the move in Midtown, the Sinister Six I believe. Get your team down there, stat!" the lights to the dorm room flashed on, and the teens jumped to business.
They hurried into cleaner suits, and got all necessary items that they needed. "Alright *yawn* Team, let's do this!" Spidey said, as they ran out of the Academy, where a S.H.E.I.L.D jet was prepped and ready to take them all to Midtown. They piled in, and the jet started to life.
They blinked away the sleepiness hurriedly, and got ready to go to business. Fighting LMD's was one thing, but the real villains were always so much harder because they were less predictable. But they've beaten them all before, why shouldn't they be able to now?
The jet dropped them off near Midtown, where they could continue on foot. From where they stood they could both hear, and see the destruction the Sinister Six was wringing on Midtown. "Okay guys, let's do this. Rhino, didn't you used to be on the same team as the Six?" Spider-Man asked.
"Yeah," Rhino admitted sheepishly.
"Okay, what was the basic goal of them? Maybe we can distinguish a plan that way." Spidey said.
Rhino shifted uncomfortable, "Actually Spidey, the goal was to eliminate…you…" he said awkwardly. Spider-Man blinked, "That's it? There was nothing else, just annihilating me?"
"Yeah," Rhino confirmed. "We all kind of hated your guts, so Doc Ock kind of just pushed us together so we could defeat a common enemy. That's what he said anyway."
Spider-Man rubbed his chin thoughtfully, "Well, from what we know you've left the Sinister Six, and Beetle is still in jail. And Dr. Connors is still at the Academy. So that crosses out you-Rhino, the Lizard, and Beetle. But he also recruited Scorpion, So that leaves Doc Ock, Scorpion, Kraven, and Electro, which is only four. Nick did say that it was the Sinister Six, and not the Fearful Four so I'm guessing Doc added two others to his group. I don't know who they are yet, but if the goal is to eliminate me-which you guys did a horrible job of by the way, then these two probable hate me too."
The others pretty much nodded to confirm his information. "Well then, let's go see who they are and then we can make a plan. Go team Ultimate New Warriors!" Spider-Man pumped his fists, and the others followed in with his enthusiasm. They all started toward the destruction. Spider-Man used his web, Rhino jumped off the building he was on, sure he made an indent on the road, but that's what the clean-up crew was for, and he started running toward the trouble. Nova and Iron Spider flew there, Squirrel Girl, Zabu, and Kazar all jumped from building to building, as well as White Tiger. Agent Venom was web-slinging with Spider-Man. So Cloak teleported himself, Dagger, Power-Man, and Iron Fist to the fight.
They arrived to see Doc Ock, Kraven, Electro, and Scorpion wreaking havoc on the surrounding streets and buildings. But it was only those four, and no one else. The group stopped their carnage at seeing Spidey and his team(s) arrive, "Hey Doc, a simple good-morning would have done, ya know. I didn't order a wake-up call." Spider-Man told him, standing in front of his group similar to how Doc was to his own little team.
"What can I say wall-crawler," Doc Ock smiled reproachfully at the web-slinger. "I got the sudden urge to find you this morning, and just beat the life right out of you. A couple others were feeling the same, so we thought-why not? The Sinister Six is back."
"Okay first off, NO ONE here wants to know about the strange and sudden urges going on through your body, so if you would be so kind as to keep those to yourself we'd ALL appreciate it." Spider-Man told him with clasped hands. "Second, couldn't you have waited until-I don't know, later in the day, like in the afternoon perhaps, after I've at least taken a shower before you decided to act according to your body-I mean seriously, I know you guys don't care about personal hygiene but I do. And third, there are four of you. So might I suggest changing the name, the Sinister Six is falsely advertising, and no one likes a liar."
Doc Ock grit his teeth in annoyance at Spider-Man's word, but at hearing that last bit he smiled instead. "Four? When will you learn to count web-slinger? You should know by now that the Sinister Six is a very diverse group." Spider-Man felt his spider-sense tingle, and he tensed.
The others noticed, and have come to trust Spider-Man and his sixth sense they all tensed too. Spider-Man got into his spider crouch position, stilling facing Doc he said "Okay Doc, what else you got up your slimy tentacle?"
Doc Ock didn't reply, he stepped back a little. "You all know the plan," Doc told his group.
"Of course," Kraven smirked, pulling a dagger from his belt.
"You got it Doc." Electro laughed, sparking to make emphasis on it.
"Crystal clear," Scorpion replied.
Doc Ock chuckled, "Good, then shall we begin." And they attacked. "Okay guys, remember your training." Spider-Man said as they jumped into battle.
Used to fighting the Sinister Six, the Ultimates jumped right in. Iron Fist went to fight off Scorpion, White Tiger attacked Kraven, Nova took Electro, and Spidey and Power-Man got Doc Ock. The New Warriors hung back, evaluated their options and split off into groups. Zabu and Kazar went to help White Tiger. Iron Spider and Agent Venom went to help Iron Fist. Cloak and Dagger and Squirrel Girl went to help with Electro. And Rhino and Triton helped Spidey and Power-Man.
But due to the explosions that happened, and the few fires spread among the street, Triton was at a disadvantage in the fight and was struggling. Doc Ock noticed and grabbed the Inhuman and flung him at Power-Man and Spidey. It hit the two and they fell away, but before he could cause any more damage Rhino hit into Doc Ock and had him sailing away as well.
Doctor Octopus snarled and turned around to face Rhino, "Traitor!" he spat, "You've sided with Spider-Man; after all he's done to you!"
"You mean done for me," Rhino corrected, "Spidey is a good guy, and I couldn't be happier being on his team."
"We'll see about that," Doc Ock snapped at him, one of his tentacles grabbed a streetlamp, uprooted it from its spot and used it to hit and drive back Rhino. Rhino roared at Doc in annoyance as he worked to grab the piece of iron. Spider-Man, Power-Man and Triton were back on their feet.
Triton was panting, and looking dry as the fires glared at his back. Spider-Man looked around for something to help, and spotted a fire hydrant. "Man Jameson is going to rave about this fight." Spider-Man sighed, but he pointed to the fire hydrant "Power-Man, you wanna-"
"You got it Spidey," Power-Man said before the arachnid could finish, and tore the fire hydrant from its spot. Water gushed out, and soaked the street; Triton sighed with relief once the water touched his skin and looked relatively better. "Nick is going to chew me out for that one, but you feeling better Triton?" Spider-Man asked.
Triton nodded, "Yes, thank you."
"Good," Spider-Man said with a nod. "Now come on, Rhino needs our help." They got up and ran to help Rhino, who had managed to grab the streetlamp, but Doc Ock was relentlessly hitting him with other things, like pieces of debris and cars. Spider-Man stopped one of Doc's tentacles from jabbing at Rhino with his webs, "Whoa there, you weren't going to keep fighting without us were you?" Spider-Man asked innocently, as he yanked his webs and pulled Doc back a little.
"Glad you could rejoin the party," Doc replied through grit teeth. One of his other tentacles grabbed the web, and pulled on it. Spider-Man was lurched forward, before the tentacle came striking back and hit him square in his chest. Spider-Man flew back and hit into a building, the air getting knocked out of him.
Doc yelled something, it sounded suspiciously like: "Do it now!" but Spider-Man could've been wrong with how much his ears were ringing. Suddenly an odd sound reached his ears (like gravel and sand falling on each other), and his Spider-sense lurched to life in his head. "Wha-" Spider-Man mumbled before something wrapped around his ankles and wrist and pulled him from the debris of the building.
Spider-Man was lifted high in the air as he shook his head to clear the dizziness and gulped for air to refill his lungs. Seeing clearly again, Spider-Man noticed the giant pile of…sand holding him hostage? It bound his wrists and ankles, and wasn't allowing him to pull free anytime soon. "Sandman?" Spider-Man questioned as he tugged at his arms and ankles. "Please don't tell me you joined Doc's merry band of weirdos!"
The sand shifted and morphed into the giant shape of Sandman, he was wearing a green and black stripped shirt, and cargo pants. His body was still thick and shifting, but Spider-Man could easily make out his face. Sandman scoffed, "It was either join Doc's band of weirdos, or your group of wannabe's." Sandman snapped sourly. "It wasn't a hard choice."
"AH! That was so rude!" Spider-Man objected, struggling harder. "What can Doc offer you that S.H.E.I.L.D can't?"
"Doc is going to help me! Unlike anything that S.H.E.I.L.D was going to do." Sandman replied, tightening his grip on Spider-Man. "All he asked in return was your head on a platter!"
Spider-Man stopped for a moment to roll his head in exasperation, "Doctor Octopus is CRAZY! Not to mention he's a stalker! You can't trust him, he experiments on people."
"And it's his knowledge of experimentation on people is what will save me," Sandman retorted. "I've just got to keep you here." Spider-Man looked back to where the fight was continuing. His team seemed to be doing pretty well, with the knowledge of skills of fighting the Sinister Six of his Ultimate's, the New Warriors followed after them and they were doing really well.
But their advantage of numbers was slowly dwindling as Spider-Man noticed the absence of Triton, and Power-Man. Rhino was still fighting Doc Ock, but Spider-Man had no idea where the other two were at. Spider-Man did a real quick headcount of the Sinister Six, 1…2…3…4…5…that was it. The sixth member was still out there somewhere, hiding in the shadows and probable had taken Triton and Power-Man when he wasn't looking.
Spider-Man angrily turned back to Sandman, "Okay who's your sixth member? And what did he do to Triton and Power-Man!"
"I don't think you in any position to demand something of me!" Sandman replied. Spider-Man felt a small burst of anger burn in his limbs, and he tore his fist from the sand that held him with all his strength until he broke free. Leaning forward, Spider-Man punched Sandman in the face and the sand around his ankles and other wrist loosened. "They better be okay!" Spider-Man snarled at him, and hit him again.
Sandman blocked his face with his hands, "Gah! ARG!" he growled with anger, and struggled to get Spider-Man back under control. But Spider-Man kept his assault up, and got to work trying to wade his way through the pool of sand surrounding his feet. "Stop it!" Sandman suddenly shouted, all the sand shot up forming into a wall and hit into Spider-Man with a force that knocked the arachnid to the ground.
He trapped Spider-Man in a whirlpool of sand, making sure that sand kept flying in his face to block his vision. Spider-man instinctly tried to rub the sound away, which gave Sandman an open shot at him and pummeled him at every chance. Spider-Man was sure he wouldn't be able to go on much longer, but then Iron Spider came to his rescue and shot at Sandman with his repulsors. "Let him go!" Iron Spider demanded with each repulsor blast he shot.
Sandman screeched and back away, which allowed Spider-Man to jump from the whirlpool of doom and a safe distance away. "Phew, thanks Iron Spider." Spider-Man said gratefully.
"You got it Spidey," Iron Spider replied as he continued firing at Sandman. But Sandman was fed up with it, and a wall of sand hit the child genius. Iron Spider tried to keep up his assault, but there was a problem. "Gah! Sand in joints, it's malfunctioning the suit." he announced.
Spider-Man jumped to get him out of Sandman's clutches, but there was a flapping noise and something grabbed his two arms and flew up higher, pulling him from the fight, and his team. Spider-Man looked up, "Vulture?" he cried in disbelief. "I thought you hated Doc Ock!"
Vulture looked down, "I do," he answered, "But after you and S.H.E.I.L.D captured Taskmaster, now I have no one who can give me information about my past. Except Doctor Octopus, I hate him Spider-Man, but only he knows who I am." Vulture replied, digging his claws into Spider-Man's arms.
Spider-Man winced at the tight grip, "S.H.E.I.L.D can help Vulture, we can find your family, we can figure out who you are." Vulture snarled at Spider-Man, they were flying aimlessly through New York, all Spider-Man noticed was that they were flying farther away from Midtown.
"I'm not going to S.H.E.I.L.D! I know what they did to Sandman, they abandoned him on a deserted island, and I won't allow them to do the same of me." Vulture retorted. Spider-Man shook his head, completely 100% done with this bullcrap. "Okay, that's it!" Spider-Man shouted.
He swung his legs up and kicked Vulture in the face. Vulture cried in pain, and let Spider-Man go. The arachnid shot a web toward the nearest building, and hurriedly hurried back toward Midtown. Vulture recovered from the attack and went flying after him. "I don't care what Doc promised you Vulture," Spider-Man yelled, "I'm not letting him hurt my team!"
"I'm sorry it has to be this way." Vulture replied honestly.
"Yeah, me too." Spider-Man told him, "Sorry in advance," he shot a web that hit Vulture in the eyes. Vulture shrieked, and pulled at the webs with his talons, but he did it just in time to slam into a building. "Ouch, that's got to hurt." Spider-Man commented as he continued toward Midtown.
There his team wasn't looking so good. Iron Fist, Power-Man, Triton, Cloak, Rhino, and Nova were all knocked down, and the remaining heroes were surrounding and slowly losing their numbers. "No!" Spider-Man breathed as he swung faster, he had to get there! His spider-sense rang when he got within a 15 foot proximity of his teammates, and he quickly swung to the side as Sandman rose in his path.
"Where to you think your going?" Sandman cackled, forming a giant fist out of the sand.
"As far away from your ugly mug as possible!" Spider-Man retorted, shooting webs in Sandman's eyes. When Sandman was blinded, Spider-Man swung past him, but out of nowhere a tentacle grabbed his ankle and flung him into a building, before pulling again and slamming him into the road where an indent appeared.
Spider-Man groaned in pain, as he was lifted up by his arms. He faced Doc Ock, who was smiling smugly. "How nice of you to join the party." Doctor Octopus, Spider-Man groaned again, "I'm pretty sure you've already said that." The arachnid commented. Doc didn't reply, he kept his grip on Spider-Man and turned to face the arachnid toward his friends. Their numbers had dwindled to have it had been before; Spider-Man noticed a pile of his unconscious friends in an alleyway nearby where they were being bound by Kraven. "Oh how it must hurt knowing that you've lost this fight." Doc boasted with an arrogant laugh.
Spider-Man tried to pull himself from Doc's grip, but was fruitless in the act. "So help me Doc, you hurt them…"
"And you'll do what?" Doc demanded, "Your helpless and your team has been defeated." And it was true, Spider-Man couldn't get out of Doc's hold, and his teams had been beat. What was he going to do? His communicator was probable not working thanks to the sand in it, he had no way of contacting Nick Fury or the Avengers. Spidey was sure Nick was watching and probable sending out some reinforcement, but they wouldn't get here in time.
He was helpless.
But he couldn't give up. One look at his bound friends, and something snapped in Spider-Man. "Please, this is only beginning." Spider-Man growled. Doc laughed and threw Spider-Man has hard as he could in a building, Spider-Man landed in side; falling on dust and debris. His back was going to be severely bruised, he had a few burns from skidding against the road, he was pretty sure his wrist was sprained, and he had the biggest headache.
But that didn't matter. Spider-Man was absolutely furious, and he hardly noticed his injuries. He stumbled to his feet, outside he could see Doc Ock and the rest of the Sinister Six standing smugly, and they probable didn't think Spidey had any fight left in him. How wrong they were. Spider-Man grabbed a brick and chucked it outside; it hit Electro in the face.
"AH!" Electro shouted, rubbing his head. "You're going to pay for that you little twerp!" he shot forward, ignoring Doc's protests. Spider-Man was waiting, he had a bar in his hand, one that had been in the debris, and when Electro came flying in he hit with all his might.
The shot left Electro flying back outside the building, and hitting into the opposite wall. Spider-Man walked out of the building, swinging the bar in his hands before poising it in a batting position at the Sinister Six. "Alright, who's next?" Spidey said. The Sinister Six attacked. Spider-Man dropped his bar, and scurried up the wall to dodge Ock's attacks. He back flipped off the wall, and landed behind Kraven.
Spider-Man grabbed the hunter, and threw him into a car, before quickly dodging a strike from Scorpion while grabbing Scorpions tail as he did so. He threw Scorpion around with his tail, knocking Electro (who had rejoined the fight) Sandman, and Doctor Octopus away.
Spider-Man jumped away, webbing himself up on a tall building to survey his battlefield. His friends had been momentarily forgotten by the Sinister group, which was good. But now their anger and focus was on him. Spider-Man couldn't take them all at once, not without the right tech. So that left option two, divide and conquer. He'd just divide them, and take them out one-by-one.
A hard task, but right now he was too mad to think about that. Spider-Man zeroed in on his first target, the easiest one to take down. It was Vulture (who had also rejoined the fight), Vulture was more inexperienced than the rest and should be easier to take on right away. "Who wants to play follow the leader?" Spider-Man shouted, as he started swining away from the villains.
"Kraven, you stay here and watch his precious team," Doc ordered, "We'll go after him." Kraven growled in annoyance, "I will not be subjected to-babysitting the heroes!" Kraven shouted. "Spider-Man is my prey too!"
"Just stay here!" Doctor Octopus snapped, before him and the rest left Kraven. Kraven grumbled, but walked back to the alleyway to watch Spidey's team. Vulture flew up toward Spider-Man, angry and probable wanting to get back at Spidey for webbing him in the eyes before. Perfect…
Spider-Man swung faster, looping between buildings and flying higher so Vulture would follow. It worked, and soon it was just Vulture and Spider-Man as they left the rest of the Sinister Six behind. But even with Vultures betrayal, Spider-Man still wanted to give him a chance. "Come on Vulture, this isn't you. You can't side with Doc Ock; he could be using you to continue experimenting on you like before." Vulture screeched loudly in disagreement.
"Well, it seems like I don't have very many options." Vulture noted. "I'll do what I must." He swiped at Spider-Man with his talons, barely missing Spider-Man's chest by a few centimeters. Spider-Man sighed sadly, but knew that Vulture was set on his decision. "Fine," Spidey said. "If that's what you've decided." He shot webs from both his wrists, he shot forward like a sling and hit into Vulture.
Vulture squawked indignantly at the added weight, Spider-Man shot two webs at Vultures arms/wings and tugged and pulled in attempt to gain control over the steering. Vulture fought him for dominance, but as he turned he lost his balance and they both went spiraling out of control. As they fell Spider-Man momentarily lost his grip on Vulture, allowing the other to rake his talons over his chest. Spider-Man grunted in pain, but quickly reclaimed dominance as they approached the ground fast.
He straddled Vultures back, and shot his webs before they could splat on the side of a building. Spider-Man dropped Vulture, but before the teen could either fly away or hit the ground, Spider-Man shot another web and tightly wrapped Vultures wings together, as well as his beak. "Sorry again," Spider-Man apologized, and he punched Vulture hard enough in the face that he blacked out.
Spider-Man's chest was bleeding a little, but otherwise he had been unharmed during the fight. Yep, that was definitely easier than the others. Speaking of which, he had 5 other freaks to go handle, Spider-Man left Vulture hanging from a streetlamp and went to hunt down the others, and hopefully free his friends.
I was going to keep going, but I got so tired while writing this I decided I'll split this into two parts. Besides, look how long this one is, I'm sure you guys can handle waiting a bit.
After I publish the second part to this, probable tomorrow then expect another update of AI:IH, the next update will be longer than the last one, it'll be of the Avengers, and remaining teen heroes discussing possible events concerning the Infected. So until then my readers! Bye!
