The Spider and the Wolferette
Author's notes: Well, this is the third chapter guys. I'm sorry for the long wait. I'm not gonna lie to you. Yes, I've been slacking. I just kept on watching the Yogscast, laughing to myself. This'll probably be the last chapter of the week, blame my parents for signing me up to a camp without even telling me. Anyway, read and review, and make sure you ask your parents whether they signed you up for a camp or not. Thank god it's only three days.
Disclaimers: I do not own Spider-Man, X-Men, Daredevil, nor Arkham City. Just the plot, guys, just the plot :(. I'm still hoping that I'll own them someday.
If you find any mistakes, please PM me. Grammar, vocabs, stuff like that. Thank you.
Ch. 3: The Decision (Other title if you don't like that one: The Goblin's Plan)
Peter Parker lied on his bed, thinking. Wolverine just gave him an offer to join the X-Men, and he have until tomorrow to decide. He wasn't really thinking straight when he told Wolvie to meet him tomorrow. Right now, he's really regretting not saying next week.
He rolled over on his bed, groaning to himself. 'I am so goddamn confused right now. If I join them, I'll get another team, but this time I'll have to actually stay with them. I'll have to leave Aunt May. But Xavier said that he can help her, and even I know that Xavier's a man of his words. Plus, I'll be busy as hell. If I refuse, nothing will change'.
He groaned, right now the best choice seems to refuse. But that'll mean Logan came all the way here for nothing. He doesn't want that.
He sighed. He looked to his right, where a picture stood on his bedside table. It was a picture of him and his uncle fishing. Suddenly, he sat upright on his bed, his mind made up. 'This may be the biggest mistake I've ever done, or the most wonderful choice I've ever made, but I'm joining them. Then, I can help more people. I'll help the citizens of Bayville on schooldays and New York on holidays. Probably some mutants too. Can't believe I didn't think of this earlier'.
So, with his decision made up, he closed his eyes, hoping his dream would go better than his day, or afternoon, rather.
-THE NEXT DAY-
Peter Parker was just getting out of bed, feeling better than last night. He took a shirt out and wore it. He went to have a shower, then brushed his teeth. After that, he went down the stairs for some breakfast.
"Morning, Aunt May", he said to an elderly woman in the kitchen. "What's for breakfast?"
"Pancakes, dear", she said, while taking two plates of them to the table.
"Here, let me help", Peter said, and took both plates and put them on the table.
They ate in silence, watching the news. There was nothing special, unless you count J. Jonah Jameson ranting about Spider-Man for an extra 10 minutes special.
Thinking of Jameson reminded Peter of something. "Hey, Aunt May, I have to go to the Bugle. I need to give J.J. the pictures I promised him", Peter said before eating his breakfast so fast Quicksilver would be jealous. "See you later!", he said before running out of the house.
"Be careful, Peter!", Aunt May shouted after him.
After Peter gave Jameson the pictures, and getting yelled at for no absolute reason, he changed to his costume and patrolled the city.
-OSCORP-
Norman Osborn was not a happy man. His latest attempt to get Spider-Man did not work. He had broken Octavius out of prison to bring the bug to him(secretly, of course), but Octavius failed. Not only that, he came back to prison with a new hairstyle. The police had a hard time questioning him without laughing.
Right now, Norman is pacing around his office, trying to think of a way to hurt Peter Parker, physically and mentally. Yes, he was the only villain that figured out his identity. Venom doesn't count, he … they ... had his memory. Norman is the only one that managed to actually figure out his identity. The only one that he knew, anyway. And also, the only one that doesn't want to kill him. Not yet. He's just too much fun, the bug. Norman always thought of their relationship to be like Batman and Joker's. He doesn't want to kill Spider-Man because he was too much fun, and Spider-Man has his morals (No, I do not own The Dark Knight).
Norman stopped pacing. He was frustrated that he can't think of a good idea to get Parker. The best he came up with was too easy. Take someone he cared about and hold them hostage, but he did that to that Stacy girl. He wanted to try something new.
Suddenly, he remembered something. He remembered project X-23 from the Weapon X Facility. With the 'trigger scent', she killed her own mother. He knew this because he was secretly a sponsor of the Weapon X Project. Now, if he can put that same reaction to Parker somehow, he can get him to kill everyone he cared about. He can link it to his Spider-Sense. If it senses the presence of the liquid on someone, it will automatically make him go berserk, just like X-23 was with her nose. It'll make him kill that poor person. And he had a very good idea on who it'll be.
He smiled viciously, then laughed and not a normal laugh either, this was the Goblin laugh. The crazy laughter that promised something bad was about to happen.
Now, he just needed to call the Director, Malcolm Colcord, to ask if this was possible.
He dialed the number and waited patiently.
One beep.
Two beep.
Three beep.
"Hello?", he heard a voice said.
Norman Osborn, AKA the Green Goblin smiled. Perfect plan.
"Hello, Director. I'd like to ask a question, if I may".
-BACK WITH PETER-
Peter was whistling to himself, again. It became a habit of his, lately. He seemed to do it every time he's patrolling the city. Not long after that, he saw a woman surrounded by hooded men in an alley. He sighed to himself, you'd think these people would have learned by now, both crooks and hostage. He let go of his webline and fell towards the alleyway. He was about to reach one of the guys, but something beat him to it.
He recognized the figure, so he just smiled and watched the show. He saw the figure beat all the hooded men easily with what looked like a pair of clubs. He moved gracefully, dodging attacks with ease, blocking them with little effort.
A few seconds later, the figure stopped moving, with all the hooded guys on the floor unconscious.
Spidey grinned, and said, "'Sup Nightwing".
The figure looked at him and stepped into the light. He was a pretty big guy, wearing a red leather suit with two D's that overlapped each other on his chest, and his mask has two small horns. His eyes were reflective, Spider-Man can see himself on it, and he was holding a pair of red billy clubs.
"Haha, real funny webhead", Daredevil said to him.
"Sorry, I can't resist. You looked way too much like Nightwing from that Arkham City game. If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were copying his moves", said Spider-Man, smiling under his mask.
DD smirked. "How can I? I'm blind", he deadpanned.
"Yeah, right. Anyway, I need you to do me a favor", Spidey said. Then, he gestured to the woman, "You can go now. And please, stay away from dark, mysterious alleyways".
The woman nodded and left, after saying thank you of course.
"What favor?", asked DD.
"I need you to expand your territory from now on. Tell the others too. There's a big chance of me moving".
DD frowned, "Moving? Where?".
"Bayville. X-Men wants me on their team".
"Why?"
"Dunno. So what do you say? Will you move out of your kitchen and into the living room?", Spidey asked, smiling.
DD thought about it, with Spider-Man waiting for an answer.
"All right, I'll do it. Just stay safe, ok?"
"Of course. Thanks for the advice, Matt. I totally did not think of that earlier".
DD sighed. "I just want you to know that I don't want anything to happen to you".
"I know, and thanks, really. But I can take care of myself. Spidey-Sense, remember?"
"I suppose. I need to finish my patrol. See you next time, Pete", he said before grappling to the top of a building.
"Huh, that was a nice chat", Spidey said before jumping and swinging away.
-GOOD OLE' WOLVIE-
'Almost three', thought Logan. 'Just one hour left. Might as well get ready'.
Logan sat up from the bed and stretched. He took his costume and got dressed, then went out the window.
He was running from one end of a rooftop to another, and when he got to the edge of a roof, he would jump to another rooftop. He kept on doing this until he reached the meeting place. At least, he planned to. When he almost reached the place, though, he saw a man cornered by another.
"W-What do you want?",he heard the cornered man say. Wolverine has enhanced hearing, so hearing them was pretty easy.
"Money. Give me your wallet", said the other guy.
'Hmm. Do I help him?', thought Wolverine. He looked at the sun. 'Got around 50 minutes left until three. Might as well kill the time'. Right after that thought, he jumped into the dark alleyway.
The two men heard the 'thump' of his landing. They stopped talking immediately, and looked at where the sound came from. They saw nothing, due to the darkness, but they heard the growl.
Suddenly, a 'snickt' was heard. The mugger knew who it was immediately, and before he was able to run, the Wolverine leaped at him.
The man screamed, and ran like a cheetah.
The cornered man looked at Wolverine, and said, "Thank you".
"Don't mention it bub. A friendly advice: Stay away from dark alleys. Nothing good ever happened here".
The man nodded and ran as fast as he can out of the place. Wolverine just stared after him, and used his claws to climb a wall to the roof. There, he continued his routine to the meeting place.
'Good thing to know that not everyone screamed and ran away when they see a mutant. That is, if he even knew I was one', was his last thought before reaching the place.
