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Chapter 8: An Intruder
(New York City, Manhattan, S.H.I.E.L.D. Academy, mess hall, the next day)
Spider-Man and the others were sitting around at different tables, just a normal lunch. The New Warriors were chatty and upbeat like usual…but the A Team…well…they weren't so casual. They had been thinking about the 'talk' they had with the captured vigilante, the mutant/big cat hybrid. Spider-Man, uncharacteristically, hadn't said anything since they went to see the chained killer kitty, as Spidey put it earlier.
"So…what do you think the boss man is going to do with him?" Power Man asked, twisting his fork in some spaghetti.
"Hopefully put him behind bars for the rest of his life. It's fitting." Spider-Man scoffed, taking a bite of a burger with the lower half of his mask lifted up.
"My friend, he's a killer yes…but he didn't ask to be one." Iron Fist said.
"Well he's still a killer." Spider-Man grunted.
"Isn't Wolverine?" Nova asked.
"No one asked you Bucket Head." Spider-Man grunted.
"Why do you hate him so much? I mean sure, it was uncool of him to get our asses handed to us. But we don't even know him. Sure we disagree with his methods, but it doesn't mean he can't be reasoned with." Power Man asked.
"Killing makes us no better than the bad guys. How does killing inspire hope?" Spider-Man answered.
"Perhaps he has never felt hope before?" Iron Fist said.
"I'm really reconsidering inviting you guys to my birthday party." Spider-Man half-joked.
"Enough! I'm tired of listening to you bitches bicker!" White Tiger hissed, before taking a bite of sirloin steak, the bottom part of her mask lifted up.
(Sheesh, who peed in her cheerios?)
"Can we not talk about him? He's just a rabid animal. Why are you guys so key on defending him? He, as you said Luke: "Hand your asses to you."." White Tiger grunted.
"You got a point there." Power Man said.
"But remember my friends: we try to help everyone." Iron Fist said.
"Doesn't mean we have to like it." Spider-Man grunted.
There was suddenly a chorus of panicking voices outside the mess hall.
"Guys!" Spider-Man shouted.
The heroes in the mess hall fixed themselves up and rushed to other side of the doors to the mess hall. Spider-Man then began to countdown with his fingers. When he closed his hand into a fist, they quickly leapt into the hallway ready for anything. But all they found were several men on the floor, groaning in pain. They rushed over to them.
"What happened?" Spider-Man asked.
"He…He wanted…the…prisoner…We…We told him…where…he is…" The agent groaned before blacking out.
White Tiger knelt down and pressed a few fingers to his throat.
"He's alive, just unconscious." White Tiger said.
"What did he mean by…oh no…" Spider-Man gulped.
"You don't mean…" Agent Venom gasped.
"Flash, get the New Warriors to take these agents out of here. Cloak, teleport me, Tiger, Power Man, Fist, and Nova to the Tri-Carrier! Come back here to help the others once you're done." Spider-Man said.
Cloak nodded then his robes opened up, swallowing the group Spidey ordered him to transport.
(S.H.I.E.L.D. Tri-Carrier, moments later)
The group then found themselves on the landing pad of the floating fortress.
"Thanks Cloak. Go!" Spider-Man ordered.
Cloak nodded then teleported back. Spider-Man and his tea raced through the Tri-Carrier. White Tiger contacted Director Fury.
"Sir! Someone is…" White Tiger started to say.
"I know…don't go to the cell, I stop the intruder myself. Do not get involved in this." Director Fury said.
"We're not going to let whoever it is get to that monster Fury. Sorry, we'll have tea time later." Spider-Man shouted, then cut off the link to Fury on Tiger's comm himself.
"What the hell Web Head?" Tiger grunted.
"We have to get there before whoever this guy is coming." Spider-Man grunted.
A few minutes later they arrived at the cell. The vigilante raised his head up.
"You looked worried. Is something wrong?" The vigilante said.
"Oh we just wanted come see if we want your litterbox cleaned." Spider-Man mocked angrily.
The vigilante rolled his eyes, fangs slightly bared in annoyance. The group stood ready on either side of the halls leading to the cell. The group heard footsteps and what sounded like…sniffing.
"Grah! Web Head, you and your friends get the hell out of here! Now!" A familiar voice snarled, voice thick with annoyance.
(Oh no…)
Spider-Man hesitantly walked into view as did the others. Standing before them is Wolverine.
"Wolverine?! What?! You're here for this psycho?!" Spider-Man cried out.
"What did you say kid? Do you have any idea what this is about?" Wolverine growled.
"Umm…ah…" Spider-Man stuttered.
"I've just recently learned the kid in there locked up against his will might have gone through the same thing I have. S.H.I.E.L.D. knows more than it's telling me, and I intend to find out. I knew he smelled like something I should've known. Even though my memories aren't all with me, I intend to get them all back. Now get out of the way." Wolverine growled.
"He's a monster." Spider-Man retorted.
"So am I, Web Head. Get out of the way…now…our you'll find out how much of a monster I can be." Wolverine growled, claws extruding.
Most of the group gasped.
"Now!" Wolverine growled.
"Logan enough!" Another voice said from behind him.
"Fury, put that goddamn gun…now. Let the kid go." Wolverine snarled.
Director Fury stood behind him with a gun raised to the mutant's head.
"He's been getting in S.H.I.E.L.D.'s way of operations. He's…" Fury started to say.
"I don't give a shit! Let him go!" Wolverine hissed.
(This isn't going to end well.)
"Logan…" Fury started to say.
"Shut up." Wolverine growled.
He turned and headed towards the cell door. Fury prepared to pull the trigger, but quickly found that it had been cut into pieces by the mutant's claws. He growled in the Director's face then went to the cell. Spider-Man and his team stood in his way.
"Open the damn door." Wolverine snarled.
"We can't do that…he…" Spider-Man started to say.
"Open it! Or I'll open it!" Wolverine growled, raising his right claws in front of his face.
"He's killed…" Spider-Man tried to say.
"I've killed too. Doesn't mean we like it. Now out of the way." Wolverine growled.
"No…" Spider-Man said.
Wolverine retracted his claws then grabbed Spider-Man and forced him against the cell door.
"Listen to me you little shit. You have no fucking idea what he's gone through or what's he's had to do to survive. So don't you dare say he's a monster for whatever happened to him. I have some of my memories, and they've been coming back after I met the kid in there. Now get the hell out of my way." Wolverine snarled, then threw Spider-Man aside.
(I think I just filled my underwear. Hope no one smells it. *Gulps*)
"You ok kid?" Wolverine asked as he entered the room.
"Not yet." The vigilante answered.
Wolverine then sunk his right claws into the machine holding the vigilante, then a powerful surge of electricity attacked both Wolverine and the vigilante. Both growled then stopped once they blacked out. The team looked in shock and then turned to see Director Fury holding a device with his thumb on a button.
"They need to be secured. They won't be happy when they wake up." Fury said.
"You think?!" Spider-Man cried out in shock.
To be continued…
