Chapter Seven: The Order of the Six
Spider Man got out of the building and found himself swinging away from the high structure. But as he was flinging himself across the city, he was wondering what was on the file which he had downloaded. Tony must've labelled the file himself; it would've made more sense rather than having Fisk labelling it himself. During his thoughts though, his Spider senses came back again which interrupted Peter's chain of thoughts.
What is up with—?
As soon as Spider Man turned around, he suddenly a large shadow coming down on him. Peter yelped from the unexpected lunge even though his senses warned him but he still tried to avoid by firing another shot of his webs at a nearby tall street pole. The web attached to it, allowing Spider Man swing over it but before he could even get a touchdown, the humongous attacker grabbed Spider Man by his leg.
The figure swing him around, having Peter smash against the pole which made him clumsily release his web to break his fall. Peter landed on the ground, sliding back a bit until he stopped in his tracks.
"Who are you?" Peter asked but he was met with a swinging fist which made Spider Man dodge it. "Okay, I guess you're not in a talking mood."
And to make his point, the shadow lifted a nearby car, making Peter widen his eyes as he dodged at the last second. However, he quickly turned around so that his webs got attached to the vehicle, stopping a few inches away into actually hitting a few civilians.
Peter turned around only to see that the foe was gone.
A diversion, eh? I need to get back.
With that, Spider Man released his webs so that he swung out of sight. But as he did, there was a silhouette in the shadows, not too far from Spider Man. He narrowed his eyes as he stared at the web-slinger before he disappeared.
Spider Man slipped through the window and he closed it though as he did, it shattered which made him cringe.
"Heh…guess the window wasn't strong enough…" Spider Man replied sheepishly. He took off his mask, throwing it underneath Ned's bed.
He sighed, sitting at the edge of the bed and he took out the USB that was placed underneath from his web shooter. Eyes narrowed, Peter took out his laptop after rummaging it through his backpack and he opened the lid. Tony wasn't here nor was Harry so right now the perfect time to explore what was on the file STARK.
There were two possible sides: it could either be a good thing or a bad thing.
Peter clicked on the file only to receive an access denied message. Peter sighed, mumbling something along the lines of 'over-protective billionaire' before Peter paused, thinking for a minute until he typed away. His first guess was something along the lines of 'Pepper Potts' but that wasn't the case.
Tony Stark. You're good.
The password had him be stumped for a while but it wasn't until then where Peter got an idea that it just had to be a password that was relating to Tony. Otherwise, it wouldn't be this heavy protected.
Avengers Headquarters, Peter typed.
Access denied.
Peter groaned. Of course, too easy.
Peter stared hard at the screen until an idea came to mind. He remembered how Tony told him that he joined a secret Order so maybe something that was related to that could be the password.
Peter began to type Pentagon and much to his surprise, it granted him the access.
Pentagon, huh? Might want to ask Mr. Stark about it later.
Once he was in, Peter resumed going through the folder until he found one that was titled as Superior. Raising an eyebrow, Peter started to click on it but before he could even go any further, the door began to be opened which made Peter quickly close his laptop, pulling out the USB so that he placed the device back to his web shooter and he wrapped himself with the covers from his bed after shoving the laptop back to his backpack.
Just in time too since the door was fully opened and much to Peter's relief, it was Tony who blinked, being a bit startled.
"Peter," Tony said.
Peter let out a sigh of relief, unwrapping himself. He was still in his Spider suit, hence the covers.
"Oh, it's you…"
Tony raised an eyebrow. "What's that supposed to mean?"
"Er, nothing. Nothing. I thought you were someone else. If you weren't, things would get a little awkward…" Peter said as he motioned to his suit. "Oh!" he pulled the device out again and threw it at Tony who caught it. "I got it. I didn't know what I needed to put in the USB but I did managed to grab hold of a folder before you decided to kick me out. What was up with that anyway?"
Tony made a small smile, tightening his fist against the USB. "Nothing."
Peter gave him a skeptic look. "Nothing?" he asked incredulously. "Dude, I've risked my life just to get whatever folder you needed—I'm not even sure if it's the right one—and you say it's 'nothing'?"
Tony growled, closing the door as he made his way towards Peter's old bed, sitting at the edge of it.
"Listen. You're meddling with things you don't understand. You don't understand how powerful Fisk can be. If he's in complete charge, then things could be much worse."
"If? You mean, Fisk's only partially in charge?" Peter asked.
Tony nodded. "Yes. Everything has to do with politics. The votes. The voices from people. There were rumours that were spreading around the city. Rumours about how Fisk wants to go to a higher position. Higher position meaning being a Mayor. If he's a Mayor, then complications would come. If there's complications, chaos would ensue."
"But…but…how can Fisk be a Mayor? Don't you have to be voted to become one?"
"I've got a feeling Fisk has got some connections to something. He isn't doing this by himself—I'm sure of it. It's how he got control of my company. Someone was most likely working inside my company and I didn't see it. When I saw it, it was too late," Tony gritted his teeth. "Do you have a laptop?"
"Uhm…yeah…yeah…" Peter pulled the laptop back out again and handed Tony the laptop.
As Tony waited for the screen, he came across the password protection. He paused before typing away on the keyboard only to grin when he got logged in.
"Oh, I might need to…"
"No need. I already got in," Tony smirked which made Peter widened his eyes.
"What?" Peter cried out. "Haven't you ever heard of privacy?"
Tony paused. "Hmmm…nope."
"Clearly," Peter replied sarcastically.
"But really. What kind of a password was PeterParkerisawesome?"
Peter muttered irritably as he thought about to chuck Tony out the window and say it was an accident. He then made a thoughtful look before he grinned as well.
"You know you should've seen what Fisk's password was," Peter started which actually made Tony be curious.
"Oh yeah? What is it? Fiskhasfabuloushair even though he doesn't have hair?"
Peter laughed but he shook his head. "Nope. It's actually IronMansucks123."
Tony stopped what he was doing and gave Peter a hard stare. "Say what?"
"I'm being serious. That was actually his password. Don't look at me like that. I'm not the one who created it!"
"Iron Man sucks, eh?" Tony muttered as he placed the USB into its spot. "Well…we'll just have to see about that…"
Raising an eyebrow, Peter shrugged, not really sure what Tony meant by that. Nevertheless, Peter got up and headed for the door.
"I'm going out. I promised Michelle I would spend some studying with her," Peter said.
Tony snorted. "Not like that you're not."
Peter looked down and saw that he was still in his Spider suit.
"Come on. Who's going to see me? Hey, hand me my mask will you?"
"Let me think about it. In a word, no."
Peter sneered before he released his web, grabbing the mask and pulling it towards him. He placed it on as he wore a satisfying smirk.
"See? Now, who's going to notice that I'm Peter Parker?" Peter said as Tony sighed.
"I swear; one day, I'm going to take away all your privileges of being a hero."
"Have a little faith, will you?" Peter muttered.
"You know, with the way you're acting, I'm having a hard time convincing the court that you know what you're doing."
Peter mocked him from behind. "I'm Tony Stark and I'm being so supportive."
"I heard that and I saw that."
"Whatever," Peter mumbled as he exited out the door.
Once Peter was out, Tony glanced at the door to make sure that he was really alone. When he was, Tony went back to the laptop, staring at the screen before he clicked on the targeted folder that read Superior. Once in, he opened another file that contained an image and he gave a hard stare at the picture.
If Fisk wants a fight, then he'll get one. Tony would make sure of it.
However, the door opened which made Tony quickly shut down the laptop lid.
"Oh by the way, Stark," came Peter's voice which made Tony sigh.
"What is it?"
"I've been thinking…since your suit is advanced…couldn't you or don't you have something in your suit that would allow you to copy data? I mean…having a USB is pretty…primitive…"
Tony narrowed his eyes as Peter walked away, leaving Tony to his thoughts.
"Can we do something else?" Michelle asked, absent-mindedly.
Peter raised an eyebrow as he looked over his book to see Michelle who was not even focusing on the book at all. He sighed, placing it down as he stared at her.
"You're the one who wanted to have a study session in the first place," Peter pointed out.
"I know but I just don't feel like doing it," Michelle mumbled. She tore her gaze from looking across and focused back on the book. At least, she was trying to.
"Alright then. What do you want to do?" Peter asked.
Michelle paused, registering his words. In all honesty, she doesn't know what she wants to do. Everything seemed so blank. Peter shot her a small look before he lost himself in his thoughts as he thought back to the folder what he saw. Peter frowned, thinking back to the word Superior, wondering what it meant.
Why did Tony—if he needed it—wanted a folder that was labelled as 'Superior'?
Peter was sure if he asked Tony, Tony wouldn't give him a straight answer. Peter scowled as he went back to his book. Tony wouldn't tell him anyways.
In a dark room where the light was barely lit, there were a few form of shadows lurking in the room.
"I want him dead," the figure hissed as it clenched its fists tightly. "Too many times he had humiliated me!"
The second silhouette rolled his eyes. "You're such a drama queen. If you weren't so consumed by vengeance, you just might've actually beat him," he sneered.
The first person who spoke turned his head to face the one who just spoke. He snarled, getting up and walked towards him.
"And what about you? I suppose you're better? If I remember correctly, you were thrown into jail."
The second person snorted. "So did you, your Highness," he mocked him.
Growling, the first figure was about to beat the crap out of him until another silky voice spoke out, being unamused by the two.
"Will you guys quit it?" the third person rumbled quietly. "You're all being irrational."
The first person gave a little 'humph'. "Irrational, eh? I'm still better than all of you!" he snarled.
The third one sighed. "I'm surrounded by idiots."
"Enough!" a strong commanding voice shouted and almost instantly, they went silent as the person walked in. Even though he appeared, nobody saw his face but all they heard were the sound of mechanic-like noise.
"You'll all get your revenge against the web-crawler but that time is not now," the slithering voice hissed.
"Why not now?" the first shadow muttered, grumpily.
"Because you'll end up at the same place as to where you were from the beginning!" the leader said harshly before he calmed himself. "No. Not yet. We're still not ready. We're missing a few people to be fully known by our name. When the time is right, you'll all get your chance against the vigilante. And I'll get mine too. We'll weaken him. We'll break him. Break him to the point where he would no longer swing across the city like a bird. He will fall. Then and only then, we will bring down the city to its knees."
And then, in simultaneously, the remaining group let out cold dark laughs that echoed throughout the room.
Author's Note: Ohhh, I'll give you three guesses as to who they were at the end ^^ but what DOES Superior mean to Tony? *hint hint* you'll find out soon enough :D what happens next? Find out! Toodles!
