Hey guys... Um... Welcome back.

Yea, sorry for not updating this story; had a little writers block to do with this story due to my exams and such but now all of that shit is over (like I said in my other story, I did decent and I still have the official GCSE's when I go back so... yeah) I have time to write and that block is gone from pretty much all my stories. And i have like another 6 weeks holiday so... YES!

Anyway, reviews!

Maxe03: A few people bought this point up and for that, I must say that I apologise. I kind of focused more on him fighting robots then anything else and I just didn't write it properly. This more brutal style is also woven into him fighting actual criminals, such as smashing their skulls against the walls or against the floor. Not as brutal as with the robots but still more brutal then normal Spidey. I forgot to add that in and like I said, I'm sorry but that will be the last time anyone mentions brutality. As for why they were confused, it is because they don't really understand why Carol is really taking such an interest in him. That's all. Also, he isn't really, in my opinion anyway but I'm probably biased so if you could tell me how to make him 'less soft' I'd be happy to hear them. Thanks for the review.

Guest: It is PTSD. Like with the brutality thing (which you also mentioned and look above) I didn't really word it properly and I apologise. The idea of her freezing wasn't meant to be interesting, it's what happens as a result of her freezing where only Peter can lift up the bridge and not just have Carol save him. I know that that could have made for some interesting moments now that I look back on it but hey, mistakes are there to be learned from. But yes, it is a form of PTSD that I will be getting into later. As with Maxe03, if you have any suggestions as to how to make him 'harder', I'm happy to hear them so please send them my way.

Chimera629: Yeah, they were (see above... above) and the same with the Ms. Marvel thing; PTSD that will be divulged upon later. I apologise for my shitty writing.

Anonimus Maximus: Kind of... and just assistance. This is rated T after all... and the only time where they have previously met, she was punching him so...

Spiderman1Fan: Brutality (see above) and that will be happening and has been trying to happen but something will be revealed soon. Thank you as well.

OMAC001: Oh boi! HE GONNA GET CAUGHT!

Major Wallace: Thank you.

AquaJinx: Well, thank you again.

Incarnate47: Thanks but I can see why people were talking about it getting annoying and stuff. The Carol thing as well but that will explained further down the line and he will official meet them in a few chapters time, just Shadow Cat this time.

Jsun25: Thank you and I am thinking about her. I've really been digging that ship recently so, who knows.

Random Person: Don't worry, my internet runs like shit as well. And the Tony situation will be dealt with in the next like 3 chapters so its not really necessary but thank you for the suggestion. And don't worry, I'm still here and everything is good to go.

Lord Terronus: Thank you and... maybe they are, maybe they aren't... SPOILERS! And it wasn't a typo, I'll tell you that. And thanks for the exam... support.

Guest: See above for hypocrisy also body count and brutality are two different things but I see your point.

BeyondComprehension: Why thank you for your comments. Fancy, huh?

Guest: Great, awesome, amazing, spectacular.

Now with that done, onto chapter 12!

Gritting his teeth, Peter dug his nails into the tough concrete below him.

He was not going to be taken away again, not again! Not after what just happened, not when he needed to have a little… talk, with Stark. Pulling himself along at a dangerously slow pace, he could feel his blood escaping him as he dragged himself along. It was excruciating! But now as bad as being taken away again… the ringing, oh God the ringing.

"Peter, you're going to kill yourself. The symbiote can't heal you if you keep moving." The voice of Malice broke through his thoguhts.

"Yea? Well I sure ain't staying here so my body is gonna have to make do."

Twisting his head, he saw the girl looking at him with what looked like compassion and sympathy and... disappointment? Burying his teeth into his covered lips, he pushed himself up as to try and get away from the short girl but his arms gave way with a loud snapping sound before he just fell back to the ground. Behind him he heard the X-Men girl wince and heard her soft footsteps approach. A small chuckle left his throat.

"Why are you trying to run? You're obviously injured." Her soft voice pierced the night and rose above that of the sirens and the wails around them as Peter flinched for a second, his body becoming rigged and cold for three reasons; one in astonishment, one in awe, and one in anger. Once again, a small laugh escaped his throat as he managed to reach the edge of the building.

"Why? WHY!? The last time me and you met face to face, you threw me in a cell and then tortured me! Why wouldn't I want to run away from you?" He sneered, grasping the ledge firmly in his hands. With the little strength he had, he flung himself over, not really caring about what was below him.

"Strife!"

"Peter!"

Two sets of voices hit his eardrums but he didn't really register them until his body hit the building below and he felt his ribs break in several places. A cry of agony left his throat before he attempted to stand on his battered body which resulted in Peter just tumbling forward into a door that lead to a set of stairs. Gasping, the teen just planted the back of his head to the steel door and let his body slowly try to mend the damage that he had done to himself.

However, he could still hear the sounds of movement. Opening his eyes, he saw Shadow Cat approach him in a slow, cautious fashion. He watched her with mild curiosity as she waded through his puddle of blood and small fragments of bone as she made her way over to him. Another laugh escaped his throat. Persistent little-

Before he knew it, she was above him, her brown eyes staring down at him with even more worry.

"You need to rest or you'll die." She said with a strong, commanding tone. Peter huffed in response, turning his head away like a child ignoring its peer.

"So what? You'll just end up taking me away to torture me again so why not just end it here." He snarled lightly. With a frown present on her face, the teenage girl got her knees beside him but she didn't miss the way he flinched as she moved closer.

"Look, it's just me. No one else. I want to help you." She said, trying to look into his wide, white eyes that were firmly planted on the red and blue lights off in the distance.

"Yea, sure."

A pout formed on her face before she threw a small bag on the floor. Peter glanced at the bag from the corner of his eye. It was red and had a medial badge on the front. Wait, this girl wasn't serious was she? He kept his eyes on her as she opened it and pulled out a needle with some sort of blue liquid inside of it.

"Oh Hell no." The words had already left his mouth before he could contain them. But to be honest, he was kind of happy that they exited his throat because he could see the compassionate look in the mutant's eyes. Maybe she would give up on this crusade of trying to capture him and just let him heal in piece. Or pieces. Maybe she would-

"This is a special serum made by the Professors at the Mansion. It should help increase your healing factor. And before you say anything, the fact that you can hear me after that stunt you pulled last month means that you have one." As she continued to speak, Peter just eyed the tip of the needle as the first bits of the blue liquid seeped out of it. He could have said that he might have had super amazing hearing aids implanted into his head or something but his mind was elsewhere.

He was going to be taken away again. This wasn't a serum; this was a sedative.

With the rest of his strength, he lazily tried to push himself away from the woman but he only got a few centimetres before Shadow Cat grabbed at his arm to make him stay. His Symbiote Sense should have notified him that something was up but his mind was just swarming with different pings from every direction due to his body trying to mend itself from the punishment he just put it through.

"N-No, stop it. You're just gonna take me away again." Peter lazily said, trying to bat her hands away but his fading strength wouldn't let him. Instead, he saw a look of compassion in her eyes as she looked at him.

"I'm trying to help you." She spoke again, with even more integrity then before and for a moment, Peter believed her. She was trust worthy… right? No, no she couldn't be trustworthy. She had taken him in, but that could have just been something to do with the X-Men and the super hero scene as a whole and-

As his mind ran rampant, he felt something sharp enter his skin and a liquid start to spread throughout his body. With fear struck eyes, he looked down to see the girl putting the serum into his body. He had been too distracted to notice her insert the needle. Using all of his remaining strength, Peter pushed away from the girl, also pushing her away in the process.

However, he almost instantly felt the effects of this 'serum.' It flooded his veins with relief and he could feel his body coming back together and his healing significantly increase in speed. As he let the liquid flow, a small smirk crept onto his face. She wasn't lying. Funny.

Suddenly, the day began to catch up with him and exhausted began to overtake him again. His muscles began to drown in tiredness and pain as his head bobbed down to the ground. Wait, was this some sort of sedative to go along with the serum? Narrowing his eyes, he lazily shoved his head up only to feel something happen to his body that only made his fatigued state worse.

Slipping into unconsciousness, he could only really see one thing before the darkness took over. Malice was in front of his him, smiling at him and speaking in a quiet and soft voice.

"Rest now, Peter."

The tired form of Strife collapsed against the side of the building, his head lulling forward and his body stilling. However, Kitty wasn't really concerned with that at this point; the serum had worked and he appeared to be healing at an accelerated rate.

No, instead, she was busy trying not freak out at the hole filled, black goop in the shape of a woman that had emerged at Strife's side. She was around 5'7 and had quite… womanly features but what intrigued her the most was her face; it featured the same eyes that Strife had and the same mouth that he sometimes had, with cuts on either side of the lips. And she was made out of the same stuff that helped Strife become… Strife, right? So… was she a symbiote as well? Or something else? And if she was a symbiote, then was she the same symbiote that was helping Strife or a different symbiote entirely.

While she was having her internal struggle, the woman stood up from her crouched position next to the hero and was slowly making her way over to her. Finally taking note of the creature coming towards her, Kitty honestly had no idea how to handle this. Should she run or fight or run and then fight or call for back up or try to contain i-

"Thank you for helping him."

The 'symbiote' spoke… It actually talked without a host or anything like that. Kitty's mouth fell open as the woman continued speaking.

"I know that it probably took a lot of guts to come out here and help him after what happened," Her wide white eyes narrowed, "But really, I do thank you. He would have been at a very high risk of dying if you didn't act."

"D-D-Don't mention it." The X-Men member slowly stuttered out, shuddering when the symbiote smiled and the cuts opened up into her empty mouth. Twisting her head, she looked back onto the fallen figure of Strife and Kitty's eyes followed her gaze. Something was different though; he had eyes that looked like those of a human, the mass branches of nothingness degrading into his inky flesh and his previously tooth filled mouth had morphed into the same type as the form infront of her.

"He doesn't hate you, you know?" Her gaze returned to the figure. "At least, I want to believe so after today. He hates what you did, but after what you did here today, he might be open to the idea of trusting you some more. What he has at the minute is limited and even that is quite small considering the pain that you put him through but you may have opened a path for you and your group to be trusted again. Just a thought though."

She nodded, her guard slipping and suddenly began to feel more comfortable around the symbiote. If she even was a symbiote…

"Um… what are you? If you don't mind me asking." Kitty said quietly, examining the woman's figure as she tried to figure it out. A deep chuckle came from before her.

"I am a symbiote."

Knew it.

"I am the symbiote that has given Strife these amazing abilities and all of his powers."

Alright.

"I am the symbiote that will help him through his journey, whichever way that takes him.

Okay, I think I understand.

"I am the symbiote that has split off from the main body."

Wait, what?

Before she could divulge any further, the figure turned to her and held out her hand.

"Hello, I am the symbiote that Strife has called Malice. Nice to meet you."

"Shadow Cat." Taking her hand into her own, Kitty marvelled at the strange texture that she could feel even through her gloves. It was oily but smooth and easy to grab but it also grabbed at her back as if it was trying to integrate into her skin. Removing her hand after a few seconds, the two stood in mutual silence before a loud beeping filled the air.

Looking down nervously, Kitty saw her communication device light up. Sighing, she did what she had to.

"H-Hello?"

"Kitty? Where the Hell are you?" Damn it; it was Logan.

"U-um… out?"

"Uh hm? So, you have any idea why we are missing a med kit and a special serum designed for accelerated healing?"

"What? We're missing one of those?" She said, trying to act as convincing as possible but in the corner of her eye, she could see Malice staring at her with a smirk.

"Yes. Now get home; now. We have a lot to talk about."

Beep.

Dropping her hand to her side, she looked up at Malice with a sad expression.

"I'm so grounded."

"Hey, you helped someone today. And you may have opened up a way to get him to trust you again…" Malice said, her suggestive smirk turning to a compassionate smile. Looking over to the still slumped figure of Strife, she looked at him with sympathy.

"Look after him and make sure that the serum has worked properly."

"Don't worry I will. Now run along, have fun live your life- "

"Get grounded."

"That too. Anyway, seeya!" Malice said before walking back over to Strife and her inky body broke down and was absorbed into Strife's own form. With that disturbing sight stuck in her mind, Kitty made her way back to the Mansion, hoping through and over rooftops.

One thought was running through her mind though.

Will he really trust us a little more after this?

Shaking the tiredness from his head, Peter groaned as his eyes opened.

Glancing around, he expected to be sitting on his bed with Malice's face in front of his own liked she so often did. Instead, he saw that he was sitting on the top of a rooftop and the liitle Imp was nowhere in sight.

With a raised eyebrow, he moved to stand up and crack his aching bones… Only to realise that his body didn't feel like it had been hit by several trucks all at once. Feeling his chest and arms up and down, he chuckled as he started to remember what happened yesterday.

"Little Minx was right." He smirked. This Shadow Cat wasn't so bad after all. Could have told him that she was going to stab him before she did it though, although he would have probably just run off without taking it so it was probably for the best. Maybe, he finally had found someone that was willing to take his side in the Super Hero world… Maybe. He was still playing his cards close to his chest though, for the minute at least; he needed to know this girl a bit more before becoming Super Hero BFF's.

Craning his neck, he saw that the first slivers of the sun were starting to break out amongst the clouds on the horizon. Watching as the first specs of orange and pink spread across the skies, Peter's eyes found a certain building that caught his eye. A building that he was going to pay a visit to. He needed to have a little talk with a certain millionaire.

Smiling even further, he cracked his knuckles before leaping off of the building and he started swinging to his destination; The Avengers Tower.

And there we go! Hope this was to your liking and if it wasn't just tell me. Now, for an important thingy; I am going to be including a villain from Spideys roster soon and I need ideas so go ahead and shoot'em at me if you want. And do you want me to put up a harem poll? Just a thought. Anyway! Hope you enjoyed (again) and goodbye!

-Jack