Chapter Fifty-Three:


Mary Jane Watson bounced up and down on the balls of her heels when she moved into the Daily Bugle office. The Bugle intern slowed down her movements when Betty's eyes locked onto her.

"Sorry, but I can't help but be excited," Mary Jane said. Her hips started to sway a tiny bit. "Can you really blame me?"

"Today's a good day," Betty said. She slapped her hand down on the finished story in her hand. "Not only do we have pictures….."

"Pictures of Spider-Girl!" Mary Jane said. She laughed, Jameson said it so many times she knew it by heart.

"And….Spider-Man…which we're not supposed to say," Betty said. "But, anyway, we have pictures of him as well. And we have an impressive little story to match about how they took down those spider bots."

Mary Jane smiled. While she didn't get the best view, she received a good enough view. After pulling herself together from the marathon session in the apartment, Mary Jane heard reports about the robots attacking the two spiders.

Betty arrived around on the scene in the crowd. Mary Jane brought her camera up and started to snap those pictures of Spider-Girl.

"And this entire city is swarming with spiders! Spiders, it's just the beginning. Where does Spider-Man come from? Reports are coming out right now Spider-Girl gave birth to Spider-Man before he arrived on the city. It would explain her rotten attitude and new costume a couple of days ago, obviously she was pregnant. And you know how pregnant women get, don't you?"

Betty almost choked on the drink of water she swallowed before Jameson's latest tirade. Mary Jane reached her hand and patted Betty on the back. To avoid choking on the water one more time, Betty took another long drink of water.

"I can assure you despite the rumors, Harry Evans-Parker and Spider-Man are not one and the same. I don't know who started the absurd rumors."

"Didn't you start them when you started to rant one day," Mary Jane said.

"Shh," Betty said. "Don't interrupt him when he was on a roll."

"The lawyers of Shining Light Enterprises, along with Frost Industries continue to assure me there is no way, and I have to believe them."

"In other words, they threatened him with a lawsuit," Betty said. "And he really had no choice, but to cave in."

Mary Jane's lips curled into a smile in response. She could have broken into a momentary round of laughter, but she kept herself as calm as possible.

Jameson returned from his rant for about five straight minutes of commercials. Even the jolly giant of journalism needed some time to rest his vocal cords.

"Brant, you have the Spider-Man story?"

"Yes, and Spider-Girl," Betty said.

"And Spider-Girl!" Jameson said. His eyes locked onto Mary Jane. "Watson, do you have pictures….pictures of Spider-Girl!"

"Yes, sir, and Spider-Man too," Mary Jane said.

Jameson raised his hands and pulled the pictures from her hands. He flipped through them. His frown deepened seconds as he flipped over him. A couple of seconds, Jameson's eyebrow rose as he looked over it. The newspaper mogul's gaze lingered on one of the photos, and he flipped one of them over.

"We'll run it, it fits the story we're trying to tell," Jameson said.

"Does it, sir?" Betty asked.

"Yes, Brant, it does," Jameson said. "We're going to sell papers by the boatloads."

"Yes, what's next, are more spiders going to pop up?" Betty asked.

Jameson almost fell over. He held his hand onto the side of the table. Mary Jane bit down on her lip to stifle a giggle. Her red hair flipped to the side, almost hitting her on the side of the face. Her frown deepened for a second.

"You know, Spider-Man came out of nowhere," Mary Jane said. "What's going to be next?"

Jameson reached into his office and pulled a cloth of the desk. The man started to dab the sweat off of his forehead. The moisture stuck to the edge of the cloth. He tossed it down onto the table and started to breath.

"Are you trying to tell me there are going to be more of them?" Jameson asked.

"Well, you know, spiders always are born in big groups," Mary Jane said. "Out of each litter, there's not just one spider."

Jameson almost choked on the thought of it. Spider-Man, Spider-Girl, who else might pop up. There could be thousands of spiders. Clones even, Jameson started to breath in and out heavily. He reached onto the side of the counter and started to dab the cloth onto the side of his head. His frown escalated for a few seconds.

"Don't…don't talk about this," Jameson said. "You know, I can call someone….get a bodyguard, no spiders will overrun J. Jonah Jameson!"

Betty shrugged her shoulders and turned to Mary Jane. Mary Jane ducked down underneath the desk to avoid breathing out into laughter. Tears rolled down her face and she rose out from underneath the desk.

"Well, I really have to find a way to spice up things at the office on a slow day."


One of the spider slayers lay upon the table at the lab. Marla, Gwen, and Harry looked at it. So far the miniature robot lay inactive. Marla looked it over, and she whistled. The woman craned her neck back, coming to an obvious conclusion.

"You know, it's an obvious prototype."

"Figured as much," Gwen said. The young woman's shoulders slumped. "The larger model was more heavily armed. But not as heavily shielded."

Harry reached over and gripped onto Gwen's hand. Gwen closed her eyes, relaxing into his grip for a second.

"We were able to take them out easily because it was split. Whoever created the unit, didn't create it with two of us in mind."

Harry took a long look at the miniature prototype. He frowned, running his finger over the circuits in it. He analyzed the wires. They crossed over. The wires wrapped around each other in a way where it enhanced power, rather than quality.

"And here's why we were able to short it out so well," Harry said. "Other than the fact it's an obvious prototype."

Marla leaned in to take a closer look at the device in request. She bit down on her lip hard to stifle a gasp. Without the gasp, she slumped on the chair nervously.

Harry, noticing her discomfort, wrapped his arm around her shoulders, and pulled her in closer towards him. Marla slackened for a few seconds. Harry planted a kiss on the side of her neck to calm her down.

"It's based off of my work."

Harry raised an eyebrow.

"Someone took the premise of my work, and created these things," Marla said. The woman's displeasure could be seen easily. "Every scientist's worst nightmare there work could be twisted and turned around on its head for some kind of evil."

"Do you have any idea who could have done this?" Gwen asked.

The thought struck Harry seconds later. His frown grew even more prominent over his face. He locked his eyes onto Gwen for a few seconds.

"Well, isn't it obvious?"

Gwen groaned, remembering Marla's former boss. Perhaps he decided to make some spider killing robots on the side.

"I don't suppose you might not have been the targets in the first place," Marla said.

Gwen laughed for a second. It took her several more seconds to regain her composure. She leaned at the table and analyzed the notes found from analyzing this little creature. She twisted back around.

"If we had this kind of luck, life would be a lot easier, wouldn't you think?"

The truth was they didn't really have this kind of luck, nothing close to this kind of luck. Gwen thought the spider bite came with a magnet to attract all kinds of trouble. Granted, it also came with a magnet to attract all kinds of women. Something Harry didn't have much trouble with, even before the spider bite.

Harry looked over something on the Internet.

"You seem distracted."

"Yes, a little bit," Harry said.

"Don't worry, you'll find him."

Gwen leaned in and started to kiss on the back of Harry's neck. Marla rose to her feet for a second.

"Sit."

Marla obeyed Harry's words for a second. She could tell things were getting close to being too hot to handle. She personally started to unbutton a couple of unbuttons on her shirt.

"Sorry, I didn't want to leave you out."

Gwen pulled Marla up to her feet. The two engaged in a steamy embrace. Gwen's lips found Marla's. The woman submitted to Gwen's eager lips. The pheromones made it easier, although Gwen would have no problem dominating her anyway.

Harry smiled, as Gwen reached behind her and started to unzip Harry's pants. Things were about ready to grow rather interesting in short order.


One of the many SHIELD facilities in the world held some of the most dangerous prisoners in the world. Some of them were a danger because of an accident. The highly classified threats lingered, under the watchful eye of some of the greatest SHIELD agents in the world.

A quarter of gentlemen sat around, waiting for their shift to end. One of them leaned a bit too casually against the wall. A female agent passed, dressed in the tight body suits SHIELD mandated. And the male agent approved. She didn't do the exaggerated sash-shay many women might when they tried to act sexy.

Despite the fact she didn't do any kind of exaggerated walk, it added to the appeal.

"You know, view's pretty good from the back than it is from the front," the Agent said for a moment. "Have to say, even though we're protecting the world, there's a lot of good eye candy walking around these bases, aren't they?"

"Yes, and by saying they're good eye candy, you're likely going to get your ass kicked."

"Hey, hey, it's not like I'm telling it to their face. Besides, we have to have something to look at, in between babysitting chumps like these."

The man's thumb jerked back to point out Dillon. The inhibitor field in the cell prevented him from taking control of anything.

"Yeah, but no one matches up to the Black Widow."

"Well, she's called the Black Widow for a really good reason. She's pretty dangerous; I wouldn't want to meet her in a dark alley."

"I don't know, I wouldn't rally mind. Have her shove me against a wall and search me for weapons. She might be a little rough, but….I have to say, I'm into that kind of thing."

"You're a strange sort, besides, she's a bit….much. I'd say Maria Hill is where it's at."

"She can be a bit of a bitch sometimes."

"Only because she's dealing with us idiots all day. I'd like to get her into her office one on one for a briefing."

"Drew, though, man, Jessica Drew….."

"You mean Spider Woman….."

"Yeah, the ass on her, I could stare at it all day and all night long. I mean, wow, talk about wow."

"Yeah, and after you stare at her ass, you'll be getting yours….have don't SHIELD have cameras everywhere?"

"Don't worry. I'm sure it's just if one of these chumps escapes."

"Still, there are a few more agents who are good…..I mean, Melinda May….and there's Sharon Carter…and there's…."

"Don't forget Peggy Carter," an older agent said. "As far as rocking bodies go, you really can't beat hers."

"Peggy Carter?" one of them asked.

"Don't you read the archives," the older agent said. "She ran this place back in the day before Fury popped up."

The lights in the room started to flicker.

"Yeah, but it was before my time, before my father's time," the agent said.

"Son, don't discount the classics, back in the day, women were women, and men were men…."

"Did you also walk fifteen miles to school in the snow without boots, uphill both ways?"

"For your information, it was sixteen miles….."

The lights started to crackle for a second. The SHIELD agents brought their way from their conversation and started to look around. All four agents looked nervous, and the lights went out.

"Someone get the emergency power!"

It turned out no one had to get the emergency power. The lights flashed back on. When they did though, Electro vanished from his cell without a trace.

The SHIELD agents gasped, realizing their captive prisoner wasn't as captive as they thought he was. A mad scramble followed to grab onto the escaped convict.


After they were finished inside, Harry, Gwen, and Leah met up with Diana in the parking lot of Horizon. The trio made their way over to meet Leah as well.

"Do you think you could take care of something for me?" Harry asked her.

Leah raised her eyebrow for a few seconds and nodded.

"It's my job, isn't it?"

"Yes, but find a time which is free, and set up an appointment with Jennifer Walters," Harry said. "I need to talk to her about Mary-Alice's will."

"I'll get on it right away, "Leah said. "Don't worry, I'll take care of everything."

"Will you?" Harry asked.

"Not a problem."

Gwen grinned for a second, turning away from Harry. Her eyes twisted around from one side to the other. Harry looked at her, frowning.

'Well she is pretty eager to please, isn't she?'

'Many women are,' Mary-Jane said. She relaxed after the chaotic morning was.

'You seem to be in a chipper mood,' Emma thought.

'Oh, Betty had a little bit of fun with Jameson, and now he thinks there's a spider army,' Mary-Jane thought. 'Actually, he thought there was a spider-army before, but now he thinks the spider army is after him after he said some not so flattering things.'

'I stopped paying attention,' Gwen thought. The young woman shook her head. 'After a while, Jameson becomes background noise.'

Her spider sense started to buzz. She sensed from Harry as well. Harry tackled Leah to the ground and Gwen did the same to Marla.

"PARKER!"

Otto Octavius turned on, wearing a long coat. His robotic arms spun around in various dangerous, one of them reaching to grab a large chunk of concrete.

"And he's here, and he's pissed," Gwen said.

"RUN!"

Diana yelled those words, as she punched a nearby car, causing it to fly into the air, and land over towards Octavius.

'Hopefully they have good insurance,' Harry thought.

Marla's mouth widened with shock, as Gwen escorted her out of here. She didn't know if she saw what she thought she saw, but she thought she saw Diana punching a car. Harry grabbed Leah and escorted her out of there as well.

'Did you know she could do….well she could….' Gwen thought.

'I had a hunch,' Harry thought.

Diana drew a side arm and began to fire the blasts towards Otto. Otto raised his arms, using them as a shield.

She couldn't get in close to him with those accursed arms. At first, Diana assumed he lost control of the arms because of how erratic they moved around.

The Amazon realized he controlled the robotic arms. It lifted up a piece of the car she hurled at him and returned fire, forcing Diana to duck and roll.

Harry stood in the shadows, now Gwen escorted Leah and Marla inside. She would contact SHIELD and change into her other costume.

'They're inside,' Gwen thought. 'Marla's a bit shaken up, but I have them inside.'

Harry levitated a hub cap on the ground. He super charged it and flung it like a super powered disc.

Otto smashed the hub cap with his arms before it hit him. Diana ran out of ammo, and decided to duck behind a stone wall to give her a chance to reload.

The mad scientist lifted his arms up and smashed them down onto the wall. The bricks crumbled from his attack.

Diana squirmed out of the way, only to feel a car slide up against her. The woman winced as the car hit her, pinning her behind a rock and a hard place.

"Enough from you."

Otto used his robotic arms and smashed them into the car repeatedly. The car smashed against Diana's chest. She struggled against the grip.

Harry levitated the busted rock, and fired them at Otto. The rocks connected with him. The crazed scientist turned away from Harry. His sunglasses dropped from his face during the chaos. Bloodshot eyes stared back at Harry.

"This is for my wife."

Otto wrapped one of his arms around Harry's shoulder and hoisted him up into the air. Before, he had a chance to fight back, a line of webbing grabbed around a swinging arm.

Spider-Girl yanked on the web line and forced Otto to drop Harry. The scientist spun around and his bloodshot eyes fixated on Gwen.

"THIS DOESN'T CONCERN YOU!"

Otto lifted a chunk of rock with his arms and swung it at Spider-Girl. Spider-Girl caught the rocks in mid-air and swung it around, blasting it back at her with the fullest force.

Spider-Girl launched webbing and his arms stuck to the parking lot. She jumped into the air with a somersault and started to plant a series of kicks to her opponent's skull.

"ENOUGH!"

Otto destroyed the webbing and propelled Spider-Girl off to the side without an instant. He rose up on his arms, but Spider-Girl webbed his arms to the ground a second time.

"Okay, take two, let's try this again!"

Spider-Girl got another couple of shots, before Otto broke free one more time. He grabbed her by the throat and hurled her.

A blast connected with two of his arms. The Amazon freed herself and disabled his arms with a couple of well-placed shots.

"Another time, another day."

Otto used his remaining two arms to remove a manhole cover. He smashed the hole in the ground, making it large enough for his portly frame to drop down the hole.

Harry moved over to check on Diana.

"I'm fine," Diana said. She wiped the drop of blood from her mouth. "But, he got away….."

"It happens a lot," Harry said.

Diana nodded, it might happen a lot, but it didn't really mean she had to like it. The pain faded, not much could hurt her. Getting a car slammed into her wouldn't be an experience she would like to repeat.

Spider-Girl lowered herself down the sewer. He caved in the way he went. She could get through, but it would take hours, and he would be even further gone by then.

'Guess, I'm going to have to wait for him to surface again.'


Spencer Smythe crossed his legs in the chair on his lab. He looked over his handiwork. Six handsomely made Wasp Spider Slayers rested in front of him. Six miniature drones hovered above each Spider Slayer. The man's lips curled into a devious grin.

The scientist swept through the lab and looked over his army. Several other Spider Slayers, for the most part smaller than the wasps, but bigger than the drones, waited for him as well. Four tarantula based spider slayers, and three scorpion based spider slayers lingered right next to them.

Smythe's eyes flickered over the largest of the creations. A large black and red spider slayer which resembled a black widow, waited for him next. The scientist placed his hand on the edge of the slayer, running his palm over it.

"Beautiful."

All of his creations were beautiful. The test run didn't end as intended due to the fact Spider-Man involved.

"Spider-Girl might have a sidekick, and she might have defeated my hazardous environment suit, but I'd like to see her defeat this army."

The man lowered himself down onto the chair. A not so subtle grin crossed over his face as he activated a few buttons.

The Spider Slayer army grinded to life, rising off of the ground. He put on the control helmet so he could better control them.

Ignoring the slight headache which developed from controlling so many slayers, Smythe prepared to give the slayers their marching orders. The time for revenge was at hand.


A man dressed like a private investigator from the nineteen thirties or maybe the nineteen forties, strolled into the Daily Bugle office. The hat pulled over his face and the trenchcoat covered his body.

Betty raised her eyebrow. Mary-Jane looked torn between amusement and frustration.

"Hello, I'm looking for the man with the Hitler mustache. He inquired about having some kind of bodyguard."

"Oh, you're looking for Mr. Jameson?" Betty asked. "He's been expecting you."

The man with the trenchcoat made his way to the office.

"There I was, waiting for the most daring excitement in my life. Waiting for my big break. This is it kid, the big one. I walk into the Bugle, past a couple of dames. Past a couple of other people, and into the lion's den….into the office of the almighty giant of journalism, J. Jonah Jameson. My name is….."

The man stripped off his trenchcoat and hat as he entered the office, to reveal the one and only Deadpool.

"Wade Wilson, better known as Deadpool. Mercenary, bodyguard, private dick…."

'Heh, heh, you said dick.'

'A real triple threat here,'

"So, I understand you're looking for a bodyguard to protect you from the big bad spider people."


To Be Continued on October 8th, 2015.