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Hey guys, this chapter's a little short. It focuses on Sarah and Kyle, a new version on the Sins Past storyline and Kyle's origin and the reason why he acts the way he does. If you want to see the fight between him and Deathblade, see the new Hunt chapter.


Azure Eagle and the Spider-man family: The Hunt

Chapter 7: Sins Past

Sarah Stacy

We were both so full of hatred, my brother and I. Our mother was gone and literally and figuratively we'd grown faster than any child should have. But a man I thought was the greatest person in the world took us in. It was only later that I figured out I was still a child, being manipulated by that said man. Norman Osborn, a man who told me that Peter Parker was my father, that he abandoned my mother to let her be killed by Spider-man. Before I'd never read a paper in my life, or looked on the internet, this was an age where I could have found out what really happened by just asking, but a child never questions what they've been taught, they never ask important questions. Gabriel however, he was everything Norman wanted in a son, eager to please and eager to listen, and so full of hatred. I wanted it to stop, I wanted my brother and I to just live a normal life, the kind of life I was sure mom wanted for us. But Gabriel wanted revenge; it was all he spoke of.

"The bastard left us to rot Sarah, he didn't protect mother as he should have," he said to me, and that was enough for me to go along with him.

Osborn trained us, equipped us with the information and tools we needed to get to New York and find Peter Parker. So we began the long road of getting to Parker, showing him that we could hurt his loved ones. I spoke to Mary Jane, who at the time I thought was some poor woman caught in Peter's figurative web. Gabriel helped May Parker with her bags and I felt reminded of the sweet boy my brother used to be. We took on disguises and makeup to hide our real looks. One day Gabriel would be a nice guy, the next he'd be an electrician, 'fixing' the Parker's phone lines. A disguise I took on was that of a tour guide at a zoo Mayday Parker's class had gone to. I watched her, listened to her speaking with her friends. Alls she could talk about was how great her daddy was. Gabriel would have felt angry, and he did feel angry when I told him, but I didn't. She made me doubt what we were doing, here was this little girl talking about her perfect dad who always made time to play with her and help with her homework and teach her the most valuable lessons a girl can learn from her father. I didn't have that kind of father, yet supposedly Parker was that kind of man.

I continued watching May and saw things that confused me yet irked my suspicions at the same time. Often May would be on her own and show no fear; she was fascinated by the insect exhibit and even pressed her face against the glass separating herself from numerous poisonous spiders. It seemed so cute yet odd at the same time, she oddly made them cower in fear. When she got lost I tried pointing her back to her class, in actuality the place where Gabriel would be waiting.

"Don't talk to strangers," she said, running off towards her class.

She was younger than me both in terms of her genetic age and physical age, but she was far more intelligent. I made my way back to the meeting point, when suddenly I found myself being grabbed by the neck and pinned against the wall. He clearly had superior strength, even to the OZ serum flowing in my blood. The man was as tall as Parker and had dirty, unkempt brown hair. A thick beard covered his vicious facial scars. He looked me in the eyes and threatened me; the first time I ever felt fear.

"Listen to me lady and you be sure to tell your friend this as well, I don't give a shit what you do to Peter Parker, but if you hurt May Parker, hell you even look at her again and I'll make you suffer in ways you never thought you could!"

Whoever he was, he was May Parker's protector and then more than ever before I felt afraid to go through with our plan. I tried talking Gabriel down, tried telling him that maybe Parker had no idea who we were, that we even existed. Gabriel was so stubborn, he said Parker had to know, he had to be our father because Osborn had said so. He worshipped Osborn, said Norman was the man that should have been our father. Gabriel then told me about how Norman had been in a secret affair with our mother, that he had loved her. That should have been enough to get me suspicious, but like any good little sister I followed Gabriel in his plan. We cornered Peter Parker at our mother's grave, thinking he had gone their because he felt guilty. Gabriel taunted him, played with his head until eventually we struck. But Parker was stronger than we thought.

He matched us blow for blow and eventually retreated by leaping onto a truck. We realised then that Peter Parker and Spider-man were one and the same and we came to all the wrong conclusions after that. Gabriel then came up with another ambush idea, I suggested tricking Peter into thinking we'd kidnapped his aunt. But Gabriel wanted something else, something worse. He made a doll of Mayday and strapped it to an explosive. Peter came thinking we had taken his little girl hostage and was barely able to escape the killing effects of the explosion. He was still wounded and Gabriel taunted him some more. But something happened that I didn't expect, Peter Parker stood up and I saw his angered expression through the mask. He lunged at Gabriel, punching him again and again.

"YOU CAN THREATEN ME ALL YOU WANT! BUT YOU NEVER THREATEN HER!"

There he was, a man looking out for his daughter. Gabriel got angry, that he cared more for her than him and struck back. I knocked Parker out with a stun dart and pushed Gabriel back. Over the next few days I kept an eye on Parker, saw him play with his daughter on the way home from school and I started doubting what we were doing. I tried to justify our actions, that Peter Parker was selfish, hiding his sins from his family. But when Peter ran a test on our mother's DNA and I pointed the gun at him, alls I could see was that little girl, Mayday Parker staring back at me.

I couldn't go through with it, with any of it. So I begged Gabriel to stop for just a moment and think about things. He said no, that we shouldn't forget our mother's pain and our betrayal. I held a gun on him; I told him he was obsessing over this. He slapped me, told me I had betrayed mother as well. After that he left, expecting me to meet him back at the apartment so we could move on to the next phase of our plan, or rather Norman Osborn's plan. Against everything I was taught I went to Parker's house, Mayday answered the door.

"Have you been following me?" she asked, the smart girl recognised me.

Peter and Mary Jane were shocked and I explained to them what had happened. They forgave me and revealed to me everything about my heritage. Norman Osborn was my father; he took advantage of my mother and had been deceiving us this whole time. The man was a villain in every sense of the word. Gabriel found out, but unlike me he accepted it, accepted our supposed heritage. I think that's when I knew that my brother was insane. He put on a Grey Goblin costume, tried to kill Peter and me. When I got shot, Peter offered himself as a blood donor and I got better. His blood fused with the OZ formula, ensuring that I wouldn't rapidly age. Gabriel however took the OZ formula again, worsening his already deep hatred for Spider-man.

After a long fight, Gabriel was defeated and I moved back to Paris, intending to never get in the Parker family's life again. I spent my time tracking Gabriel and looking for a way to cure him. But eventually I realised that my brother was incurable. He was born insane, whether it was because of the formula in our blood or whether he was never truly right I knew that my brother would never be the sweet guy I always wanted him to be. My mission turned from saving my brother, to saving the world from him. I can't let my brother turn into Norman Osborn, that's why I and I alone will kill him. I kept that from Kyle, I'm still keeping it from him even as he fights to protect my brother and I.

Please Kyle, don't die; I think I'm in love with you!

Azure Eagle

I know I cant win, I know I cant beat him. But maybe I can buy just enough time for Aeon to get here. That's my hope at least as I clash blades with Cade Hunter. From the beginning he already gets an advantage and I'm reminded that when we were teenagers I was sitting at home playing Sega and he was fighting at a club managed by my father. That was our connection at first, my dad was a gang member and I was the ignorant son. Cade honed his fighting skills while in the fight itself, that along with his natural talent and controlled aggression makes him a deadly fighter.

But I'm not trying to win, I'm just trying to protect her. For a moment I know and remember what guided Aeon during his first battle with Deathblade. He and Cade were so different, yet they both had the same friend that they wanted to protect so much but failed to. Sven was trying to protect her soul from further harm and Cade was trying to kill her father, the man that murdered her. At the time I didn't understand, but I understand now. Whether Gabriel Stacy deserves to die or not is irrelevant, him dying will hurt Sarah and I cant stand to see that.

I think I love her!

My wings are shattered and already I've suffered a deep cut. But that doesn't matter, because I want to protect them. So I fight with everything I have. My life flashes before my eyes and I remember the simpler times:

I'm an idiot kid calling himself Red Falcon. I fight in an angelic army in a war no one knows exists.

I'm fighting beside a guy they call Brute, but he's the nicest guy I've ever known. He's my best friend and means everything to me.

I'm meeting a guy with a scythe and he frightens me. He calls himself Deathblade.

I'm watching a fight between the guy with the scythe and a guy in red and gold armour. When the fight's finished I'm not an idiot anymore.

Brute and I are fighting alongside the guy in red and grey armour. I learn that his name is Sven. He inspires me by saving a kid identical to him.

I see the identical kid spare a man and change his fate. He calls himself Jason and becomes Sven's brother.

I'm at a barbecue; I meet a German man with silver hair.

I'm in my apartment changing the diaper of a kid with silver hair. I throw up at the smell and Brute laughs. Sven calls the baby Sieg he means everything to him.

I run with Brute to Sven and see him holding the woman he loves in his arms. The man who stabbed her is on his knees, crying like Sven. She won't walk again.

I'm at the hospital; the woman Sven loves has died, along with her baby.

I'm standing with Brute and all of Sven's friends. He's given Sieg everything!

These moments defined me, but I didn't take the lessons I should have learned from them. I didn't learn to value life but hate it like Cade did. My anger grew but I kept it inside, trying to be myself became harder than ever. Brute was still there, still my friend. We fought the good fight together. But then everything changed the day people got tired of young heroes.

"Super human registration act, Sven would be rolling in his grave," I said.

"But why not, if this unites heroes then why not bring it in?" Brute asked.

"Don't you get it Rick, this isn't about people uniting heroes, its about them having heroes they like, that they can mould. But people don't always know what the best kind of hero is," I explain to him.

"Kyle, your reading too much into this," he always was too naïve for his own good.

The day of its signing came closer and we heard that Captain America was opposing it. Rick's faith in the government, in Iron man outweighed his love for the old ways.

"I'm joining the registration act," he said to me.

"Rick, why would you do this?" I asked.

"Because it's the best way, we still get to fight the good fight and the world isn't plunged into chaos by the rioting masses, at least I think that's why it's the best solution," Rick sighed.

"I cant believe in them Rick, I cant believe in a flawed government such as ours. They say one thing but do another, and make mistakes with no excuse other than 'sorry' that seems to be enough for people, but it isn't enough for them when it comes to us. Think about it Rick, you hate fighting, what if at some point down the line they ask you to fight someone you know you shouldn't be fighting?"

"I just want to protect the world the way Sven would have, everything will work out fine I know it!"

"Then lets make one another a promise," I said, raising my glass.

"We'll always be friends," he said.

"And we'll always trust each other!"

We tapped our glasses together and went home. Midnight passed and I left the apartment to do super heroics. Everything went fine for a while; I didn't run into Iron man or any of his registered lackeys. Then I got a call from Rick, he asked if we could meet to discuss corruption within the registered forces. I went to our usual meeting place, Sven's grave. There I found Rick in his Brute armour.

"Rick, why are you…" any question I could ask was interrupted by Iron man's sudden arrival.

They descended upon the graveyard as if they were angels. I counted Ms Marvel, She-Hulk and some of the Thunderbolts amongst others. Brute got a whole squadron out just for me.

"Kyle, its for the best, there'll only be chaos if we don't all come to an understanding," Rick explained.

"We had already come to an understanding, why did you have to tell them about me?" I asked him.

"Because as a registered agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. Brute's duty is to report any and all unregistered heroes he has knowledge of," Iron man explained.

"I came here to you as your friend Kyle, I want us to understand one another, to work together," Rick said.

"You come here, to this sacred place with a show of force backing me into a corner and you have the gall to talk of understanding, of friendship, make sense of this hypocrisy Rick!"

My anger got the better of me, but I know I was in the right. I turned and walked away, not willing to show my powers. Iron Man fired the first shot, shouting some garbage about how he was carrying out the duty with the authority he had been granted. I changed to my Red Falcon form and created enough energy pillars to clear a path to rush through. But then, Brute attacked me, slammed into a building. He said that I was under arrest. When I regained consciousness I was in an interrogation room. A mirror was separating me from Tony Stark, he could see me but I couldn't see him. I knew somehow that Rick had to be on the other side, standing by Stark.

"I'm sorry Kyle, I had no choice," his voice on the speaker confirmed my suspicion.

"You stupid idiot, you're a damn retard just like everybody says!" I growled.

I'd had enough, of being the nice guy and everyone's punching bag. Governments like ours broke and changed the law when it suited them, never for the sake of saving lives. They had plenty of chances to take control of heroes but only then was the time they decided to take control.

"YOU CANT EVEN SEE THAT THIS IS ALL PART OF A PLOY! THAT THIS'LL BREAK US DOWN THE MIDDLE! WHO DO YOU THINK'S GOING TO PROFIT FROM THIS HUH!"

It was one of the first times I'd really yelled at someone.

"Kyle you're my best friend, I only wanted what was best for everyone."

I hung my head low, though I didn't yell my anger was still evident.

"So that's it huh, they say jump and you'll do it without any resistance or questions? We promised each other, we promised to trust one another, to always believe in one another. YOU WERE MY FRIEND RICK! I NEVER WOULD HAVE DONE THAT TO YOU! I WOULD HAVE FOUGHT FOR YOU! I WOULD HAVE FOUGHT!"

"Please calm down Red Falcon or I'll be forced to activate the shock devices in your cuffs," Stark warned me.

"WHAT NEXT BRUTE! ARE YOU GOING TO ATTACK CAPTAIN AMERICA NEXT! OR A FORGEIGN COUNTRY! YOUR STILL A BEAST! A DOG!"

I slammed my head against the glass, screaming at him.

"YOU BROKE IT BRUTE! YOU BROKE THE BONDS THAT KEPT US TOGETHER!"

"Kyle please…"

"DON'T TALK TO ME! DON'T EVEN LOOK AT ME! YOU WERE JUST A HANG AROUND! A DOG FOLLOWING SOMETHING IT LIKED!"

I took a deep breath, planting the final screw in our friendship's coffin.

"NO ONE EVER LIKED YOU BRUTE! YOUR GOING TO DIE ALONE LIKE A DOG!"

Our friendship was finished. Brute lost his confidence and I lost my faith. How could I trust others when the person who meant everything to me had betrayed me?

"Kyle, Kyle!"

Why am I still thinking about Brute, why am I hearing his voice, seeing his face?

"Kyle hang on, the ambulance is on its way!"

The theory of relativity. An instant passed in the fight and I saw the defining moments of my life flash before my eyes. But the one moment, the moment when Deathblade slashed me is when time slowed down and I saw my worst moment pass. I became lost in that moment, unaware that the person I had come to hate the most had saved my life.

"Kyle, its me Rick, your going to be okay," he says to me.

I look to my side and see her, Sarah Stacy. She's safe; she's okay, thank goodness.

"KYLE!"

Next Chapter 8: Family


Hope everyone enjoyed the chapter. Just ordered the first few issues of Superior Spider-man and because of the internet I've been spoiled by the twist of the series (complete accident, I was randomly browsing when I saw a headline and thought 'wtf') But when I read into it and saw the end to Amazing Spider-man (as in the comic, not the movie) It seemed like a pretty random thing but it sounds like it'll make an interesting story arc at least, not counting on it lasting forever.

What does everyone think of Superior Spider-man and the end of the Amazing Spider-man serie? Of course everyone talk about my fic as well :)

Next time Sarah confronts an imprisoned Deathblade with the question that has haunted her her whole life, did Gwen Stacy have an affair with Osborn or was it something worse?