(Here's the next chapter guys, I hope the next one will be soon. Also, Matthew Gemm has been talking to me about someone working on a fic for Y: The Last Man comics I believe.)

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OfficialUSMWriter: Yeah, it didn't end well.

Chapter 2: Back To Normal?

(New York City, Manhattan, S.H.I.E.L.D. Academy, the next morning)

White Tiger had called for a medical unit from S.H.I.E.L.D. after they went after whatever had been attacking criminals in Manhattan for the past few weeks. They had found it…or him…and quickly dispatched Power Man, Iron Fist, and Spider-Man. The medical unit had arrived and brought them back to the academy where they rested the remainder of the night till now. The three members of the team that had been injured were lying on beds, being over seen by the doctors. Spider-Man had gotten the worst of it, his nose having been completely broken. White Tiger and Nova had been asked to wait outside the medical center of the academy while the doctors saw to Spider-Man, Iron Fist, and Power Man. Soon Nick Fury is walking up to the group.

"Director Fury! The guys! Have the doctors..." White Tiger gasped, quickly standing up.

"They're fine Ms. Ayala. Just minor injuries." Director Fury replied calmly.

"I know Danny and Luke didn't get really hurt…but Peter…he…" White Tiger started to say.

"Just a broken nose, it will be healed in a few days." Director Fury said, trying to calm Tiger.

"A few days? I saw how Parker looked, his nose is completely broken. It looks like it had been smashed with a wrecking ball." Nova said, a hint of a chuckle in his voice.

White Tiger turned and gave him a furious look, both eyes blazing with anger. Nova just smiled nervously and looked another way. She then turned back to the Director.

"Once the doctors fix them up, I need you all come to my office and give me your reports on what happened." Nick Fury said.

White Tiger sighed and nodded.

(S.H.I.E.L.D. Academy, Fury's office, an hour or so later)

After Spider-Man, Iron Fist, and Power Man had been treated then rested for a little bit, all of the team entered Fury's office.

"What happened?" Fury asked.

(Geez, doesn't even ask if we're alright.)

"We…encountered the guy who…had been behind the attacks…" Power Man answered.

"And?" Fury asked.

"We got our asses handed to us, that's what happened." Power Man answered.

Fury's one eyebrow raised in curiosity.

"Details." Fury simply said.

"He moved so fast…he hit me with one punch and I didn't even see him coming. With one punch I was out like a light." Power Man said.

"He just grabbed me and threw me against one of the crates. I didn't even get a chance to hit him." Iron Fist added.

"He outran both me and Nova, then disappeared in the shadows." White Tiger said.

"He caught my punch, he threw me against a crate. When I got back up and chased after him…he caught the web line I sent at him, pulled me towards him, then broke my nose with one punch." Spider-Man added.

Fury rubbed the hairs of his beard, contemplating his words.

"What did he look like?" Fury asked.

"At first, it was one a black figure…but then we saw his eyes: a pair of glowing fiery orange eyes. Then he stepped under a street lamp's light. He was wearing a long black trench coat like yours…also…this black…hat you'd think you see like in a detective movie or show or something." Spider-Man answered.

"He had tanned caucasian skin, shaggy dark black…brown…or blackish-brown hair that hid his ears and the back of his neck…he also had facial hair…it looked like it took about a few weeks to grow." White Tiger added.

"Anything else?" Fury asked.

"Wait…he…had…he had claws…when he tipped his hat…his fingers…didn't have nails…they had claws…and when he talked to us…I thought I saw…*Gasps*" White Tiger stammered.

"What? What did you see?" Nick Fury asked.

"In his mouth…I thought I saw…fangs…sharp fangs." White Tiger answered.

The memory came back to her. When the young man talked, she didn't pay much attention to at first…not giving it much significance at first…but she remembered a little afterwards that in his mouth that he had sharp teeth.

"He also said…he said to stay out of whatever is going on…for our own safety…" White Tiger asked.

"Hmmm…" Fury murmured.

"Sir?" White Tiger grunted.

"That will be all." Fury replied.

"But, sir…" White Tiger started to say.

"That will be all…I'll alert you if your assistance is needed. For now, return to training…Parker…get you nose healed up. Go." Nick Fury ordered assertively.

The group then exited the Director's office.

(Well that was great…)

"So what now?" Nova sighed.

"Do as the Director told us: back to our normal schedule." White Tiger replied.

"Well I have to go back to the house for a few days. The doctors say my healing factor will take that long to fix my nose. Why can't I have Wolverine's healing factor? Or…hell…Deadpool's?!" Spider-Man groaned.

"At least you have a healing factor." Power Man scoffed.

"Yes…I guess it seems whomever he was, he didn't intend to hurt us." Iron Fist said.

(Really?! He broke my nose!)

"Whatever, I'm going to wait and let my nose get fixed up. Aunt May isn't going to be happy." Spider-Man sighed.

"Just feel better. Because we don't need you hurt if we go back after him." White Tiger said.

"He's probably hoping we don't. Web Head's fearing something else might get broken." Nova laughed.

Nova's mouth then got covered in webbing, he tried to rip it off as he muttered angrily with the sounds muffled by the webbing. White Tiger chuckled softly. Spider-Man's eyes wide with surprise and a grin spread under his mask.

"Did I just make you laugh?! I just made Ava laugh! YES! Hahaha!" Spider-Man proclaimed triumphantly.

"Don't get use to it Web Head." White Tiger scoffed, but had a hint of a smile under her mask.

The others laughed. They then walked to the outside of the academy.

"Go get some rest Parker. I'll take care of everyone else." White Tiger said.

"Have fun guys! Hahaha!" Spider-Man laughed as he web-slinged away.

"You little…WWWEEEBBB-HHEEEAAADDD!" White Tiger roared angrily.

(Aunt May's house, hours later)

It's night and Peter is in civilian clothing now, sitting on a couch. May had been fussing about him, getting him tons of things like Tylenol and an ice pack.

(Well…I guess things are alright…they can't get much worse.)

A few houses a few a familiar dark figure is standing on top of a house looking into May's house, glowing orange eyes locked on Peter.

'Interesting.' The figure thought.

Peter got this odd feeling and turned to his right to look out the window. But he didn't see anything and turned his head back then fell asleep.

To be continued…