Peter pressed his hands agains the side of an apartment building as Miles perched next to him. He had kept the stealth mode engaged. He didn't think anyone would see him but he didn't want to take the chance. The world knew he was Spider-Man. The world did not know a second Spider-Man existed and he knew Miles wanted to keep it that way. "Who's the big guy?"

Miles shook his head. "Haven't seen him before. Big Turk has been the face I've been seeing lately. I found out that he turned on the Fortunatos but I knew there was no way he was working on his own."

Peter chuckled, "Big Turk isn't exactly management material. I had a run in with him when I was still in high school. He might be tough but he's dumb as a rock."

"Man, that's an insult to rocks." Miles' mask adjusted so he could see the new guy Peter was talking about. "He is big." The man seemed vaguely familiar to Miles but he couldn't place him. "I've got no idea who he is." Miles watched a car pull up to where BigTurk and the larger man were standing. "But, I think it's about to get interesting. That's Carmen Nobili."

Peter watched a man step out of the back of a town car. The Nobili's were one of the other Maggia families...one of the lower tier families. If a power play was being made it made sense to knock off he lesser tier families first. The Fortunatos and the Nobili's were definitely lesser tier families. Peter glanced around the area. Karen had already painted several presumed targets not in the open. There were too many apartment buildings and businesses in close proximity. If this did get messy there were way too many opportunities for collateral damage.

Peter tensed moments before Miles did. They both dropped off the side of the building in unison as gunfire erupted below them. Peter slung webs towards the targets concealed in the shadows. He instantly added "upgrade Miles's suit" to the list of things to do while he was "inactive". Miles was holding his own, but he was limited on weapons choices. He also made note that stealth mode didn't hold up when getting hit with bullets. His suit was fully visible now. He'd have to work on scrubbing any footage of two Spider-Mans when this was over.

Both the Nobili as well as their new player had backup lurking the in the shadows. It was turning into an all out gunfight. Peter and Miles flung webs in as many directions as they could but it seemed like they were only tangling up maybe half of the bad guys. Peter spotted the big guy and Big Turk and swung towards them. Firing a web towards Big Turk he snagged the automatic weapon in his hands and yanked it upward. Suddenly unprotected, a volley of gunfire erupted from the Nobili. Peter flipped over to fling a series of web grenades at the Nobili when Karen echoed in his ear.

"Alien tech detected. Enacting 'I am not fine' protocol. Calling Mr. Stark."

Peter fired webs through the confusion. "Karen, what's wrong with you. That protocol has been disabled for years." Before she could respond, he could hear his dad's voice through his mask.

"Pete, what's wrong. FRIDAY connected me to Karen and said the 'I am not fine' protocol has been triggered. That's..."

"Yeah, I think we found a kink in FRIDAY." Peter felt a warmth growing next to him. Spinning around he saw one of the apartment buildings on fire. "Shit! Dad, I can't talk right now."

"I'm headed that way. Is Miles with you?" Tony tapped the nanohousing on his chest, letting the suit form around him.

"It'll take you 30 minutes to get here and I'm in the middle of a gang war and an apartment fire." Peter scanned the building for occupants. Many of the residents were already streaming out of the doors and windows but the buildings was almost totally engulfed in flames. He spotted Miles swinging towards the upper levels and propelled himself upward. The bad guys below would have to wait.

"FRIDAY's reporting Police and Fire in route to you." Tony looked at the readings appearing on his HUD. He could probably beat Peter's 30 minute estimate but not by enough to do much good.

"I can hear them." Peter kicked in a crumbling door and pushed through the flames towards a lady crouched in the floor. Scooping her up he backed out of the room and scanned the rest of the floor to make sure she was the only one before swinging out a window. "Dad, just meet me at the tower." He landed near one of the ambulances that had just pulled up to the scene and handed off the woman before swinging back towards the apartment building.

Peter lost count of the trips he made into the building. The flames had engulfed the building so quickly a lot of people had been trapped on the upper floors. He hoped that the sheer number of emergency responders on site had allowed for multiple Spider-Men to go undetected. He could altar his suits' colors so when he lost the stealth mode he had Karen change his suit to match Miles'. He thought it would at least mask that different Spider-Mans were rescuing people from the building. As he dropped off what he thought was the last rescue, he spotted Miles landing on the side of a neighboring building. Plotting his trajectory he landed on the building next to him. "You ok?"

Miles nodded. "I think everyone is out." He focused on the building, knowing Peter was doing the same thing.

"Karen isn't picking up any additional readings." Of course Peter wasn't sure how reliable Karen was right now. He couldn't figure out why a glitch with FRIDAY would have messed with Karen. Peter looked back down at the street. The fire trucks had already set up and were dousing flames. "Any idea what happened?"

Miles looked over at Peter and shook his head. "I moved over to wrap up two of the gunmen. The apartment was engulfed within seconds of whatever happened." Miles looked back at the building. "Maybe a bullet hit a gas line."

"Maybe. I don't think I've ever seen a building go up that fast." Peter looked down at the street. All of the targets previously painted on his HUD had vanished. "I think all of our friends scattered when the police showed up." Peter zoomed in on the scene below. "Uh, Miles...is your dad on duty tonight?"

"Yeah, why?" Miles looked down at the street. "Crap...". He saw his dad directing the other officers below. He went to great lengths to avoid his dad when he was out as Spider-Man.

"Go home. I'll take care of this." Peter looked at the younger Spider-Man next to him. "I got it."

Miles nodded and dove off the building into the shadows, carefully avoiding being seen. Peter took a deep breath and dove off the building into the light cast by the flames and flashing lights, flinging a web to slow his fall. He landed in front of a group of fire fighter. "I think I got everyone out."

The fire chief nodded. "Thanks Spider-Man." He looked over at a group of police officers. "I think Captain Stacy has some questions about your presents."

"He's here too?" Peter followed the fire fighter's line of sight and recognized not only Miles' dad but also Gwen's father. Groaning inwardly he made his way over to the group. "Captain Stacy, Officer Davis..."

"Peter...do you want to tell me why I've got a bunch of Maggia webbed up and an apartment building on fire?" George Stacy looked at Spider-Man, realizing that his tone was a little gruff.

Peter sighed again and retracted his mask. "Something's going on with the Maggia families. I think someone's trying to take out the lesser tier families. I followed Big Turk to a meeting with Carmen Nobili and...". Peter glanced around at the scene, "...this happened." He kinda wished Bobby was with him right now. George Stacy liked Bobby way more than he liked Peter. At least for the most part the New York Police Department appreciated what Spider-Man did for their city.

Officer Davis nodded. "The task force is saying the same thing, we just can't figure out who's making a move." Jefferson Davis had given up undercover work a long time ago but he was still involved with the gang unit. He had too much knowledge about the gangs not to be. "Did you get a look at who else besides Big Turk was involved?"

Peter nodded. "I didn't recognize him though. I'll see if I got a clear enough image of him and run it through facial recognition and bring you what I find. Who else besides the Fortunato's and the Nobili's have been targeted?"

Officer Davis studied Peter for a moment. He knew the kid was capable and only wanted what was best for the people of New York. When Peter has first revealed himself he remembered counting back in his head and realizing that Peter had only been about fourteen when he started out as Spider-Man. No fourteen year old should feel like they had to do the job of the police. As a father he had been angry that Stark had even allowed it. But then one of his buddies at work remembered working a case of man that had been shot and died in his nephew's arms. Connecting the dots, he realized that the police did need help. Spider-Man may be messy at times but no more so than the police were. "Frank Costa is missing. So far the rest of the family isn't saying much but they're also remarkably passive. The running theory is that they he was killed to send a message and the family opted to take whatever deal the responsible party offered."

Peter crossed his arms and looked between Officer Davis and Captain Stacy. "So four of the five Maggia families are out of play and we have no idea who's moving in?"

Captain Stacy nodded. "I'm not sure I would consider the Manfredi's to still be in the game. Their strength came out of respect rather than any actual power. If someone's moving in they're soon going to own all of New York's underworld." He looked pointedly at Peter. "Which is why you're going to bring us whatever you got on Big Turk and this new guy. The quicker we can figure out who is taking over the quicker we can stop stuff like this from happening." He glanced over at the apartment building still burning brightly. He saw a navy Audi pull up to the curb, well away from the emergency vehicles. "I think your ride is here." He looked back at Peter. "I'm not joking kid, I want you in my office tomorrow with what ever you have. I don't care how slim you think it is."

"Yes sir." He glanced over at the car and gave a final look back at Captain Stacy. "Tell Gwen I said hi!" Turning back to the car he jogged over to it and pulled open the passenger door and slid into the seat. "Dad...why are you driving my car?"

Tony waited for Peter to close the door before pulling away from the curb. "Because I don't sit still very well and I was driving MJ crazy." He glanced over at Peter. "Fill me in."