Along Came a Spider-Mage
By Stargatesg1fan1
Disclaimer: I own nothing of Harry Potter, Marvel, or any other recognized universes or characters within. I would never have killed off Peter Parker.
Beauties Mated to Harry Potter-
Mary Jane Watson / Regenerate
Gwen Stacy / Blend
Jean Grey / Marvel Girl / Phoenix
Janet Van Dyke / Wasp
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Chapter 4
As the last of the victims were revived the interviews began of other superheroes. Meanwhile Gwen demonstrated one of her powers. The blonde beauty went to the rubble of the building where her boyfriend had defeated the Hulk and laid her hand against some of the wreckage. Closing her eyes an energy field seemed to surround Gwen before her hand phased into the material she was touching. Suddenly the material began to flow back together smoothly. More and more people noticed the building rebuilding itself as the destruction reversed until only a few minutes after she had started Blend had restored the building to pristine condition.
"How did she do that?" Ulrich asked from nearby.
"She can merge with any matter and control it. She merged with the building materials and returned them to their former state," Harry answered.
"It's like there was never a battle here," Thor pointed out as Gwen restored more buildings.
"I think Cap might disagree," Janet pointed out as she eyed the bloodied and bruised hero as he gave an interview.
"Harry could remedy that but I don't think Captain America would be up to my boyfriend's methods," MJ suggested.
With a laugh Janet agreed, "I think you're right."
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Over the next few days life was very interesting for the superheroes that had battled the Hulk. Janet Van Dyke especially enjoyed the limelight out of all the Ultimates. The beautiful heroine appeared on several talk shows and talked about her experience on the team. Harry neglected an interview as Spider-Man for the moment, instead intending to let the mystique of his legend build.
When the very public figure that was Harry Demire received an invite to dinner with Tony Stark and the rest of the Ultimates he decided to attend.
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Tony Stark's Park Avenue Residence…
"I'm very glad to see you all again. That battle against the Hulk a week ago was one of the most fascinating and exhilarating experiences of my life," Tony greeted as he shook hands with Thor. "Have you watched the S.H.I.E.L.D. tapes yet? Cap dropping a tank on the Hulk was priceless. How much have you made off of the royalties on that news footage, Harry? I still can't believe you managed to block your revival performance from airing unless you got a large cut of the royalties."
"Well they insisted on showing the footage again and again," a mask-less MJ pointed out.
"Forgive my manners. It's nice to meet you out of costume…what do I call you? Regenerate without a mask seems so informal," Tony greeted after he had kissed the redhead's hand.
"Call me Mary and this is Gwen," MJ replied.
The two teens were wearing holograms which made them look older and different enough that nobody would make the connection with their teenage birth forms.
"Come, sit," Tony invited as he led the way into the dining room.
"Do you really think the people would be so eager to pay for footage of the fight if they knew the true identity of our opponent?" Rogers asked.
"Of course they would," Gwen replied. "People pay to see movies with much less realistic fight scenes. Even if the opponent was a member of your own organization it was still a real battle to save lives."
"Of course the life saving part became moot with your abilities, Harry," Thor pointed out.
"Yes, a lot of good those abilities have done me. My media offices have gotten requests by the tens of thousands in the last week to heal the sick. My pecker would fall off if I tried helping that many," Harry replied as the group sat at the dining table.
"Yes, but it would make for bloody good viewing," Stark's gay butler Jarvis put forth as he poured the group wine.
"God, here we go again. You're not his type, Jarvis," Tony rebutted.
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The Residence of Hank Pym and Janet Van Dyke…
"Hank…you told me you weren't going to work tonight. You know how spaced out and grumpy you become if you work this close to a night out," Janet said, wearing a form fitting purple cocktail dress.
"I think I'm going to skip this shindig at Stark's tonight, Janet. I want to get the Ant-Man helmet finished for my meeting with Fury later in the week," Pym replied.
"That's hardly an emergency, Hank. You should really come," Janet urged. "You don't need to prove anything because of the way things went against the Hulk. You were amazing in the fight, brave."
"Don't patronize me. You always have to do it even though you know how crazy it drives me," Pym declared.
"Aren't you even going to comment on how good I look?" Janet asked.
"You don't want to hear that from me. You want to hear it from other men. Are the push-up bra and pumps for the benefit of Rogers, Stark, or Demire?" Pym inquired nastily.
"Don't be horrible," Janet pleaded quietly.
"What do you expect? There is video footage all over the web of you swallowing Demire's seed. You've made me a laughingstock, a joke," Hank pointed out. "Demire wouldn't be coveting you if he knew what you really are. I'll admit that for nothing."
"What do you mean by that?" Janet demanded.
"Oh let's see," Pym began sarcastically while turning to face Janet. "Asian? Five foot three? A molecular freaking biologist? A mutant, you idiot," Hank finally made his point. "I wonder how into you he'd be if he saw you eating caterpillars, beetles, and hiding in your little larval nest when the mutant hysteria was at its height not that long ago. Do you think Demire would like you if he had to wake up to your eggs in his bed every six weeks? I have to live with that Jan. And your personal hygiene makes me want to vomit sometimes."
"I didn't see you bitching like this when you took credit for my powers Hank and got that big raise from S.H.I.E.L.D. or when you used my DNA to jumpstart your Giant-Man formula," Janet replied hotly.
"Are you implying that I couldn't have devised that formula on my own you little witch?" Hank demanded.
"What the polymath you are. You can't be happy with being the cybertronics expert but just have to be the foremost expert on super-genetics as well. Well, let's see how many super-soldiers you come up with that don't involve changing size or chatting with ants through a helmet, jackass," Janet shouted as she got into Hank's face. "Banner was twice the geneticist you'll ever be and you know it, Pym."
There was a loud smack as Pym backhanded Janet hard enough to split her lip and make blood fly.
"Oh no," Pym immediately whispered as he approached his fiancé braced against the desk. "Oh god, Jan. I'm sorry baby. Please, just let me…," Pym began but never finished as Janet elbowed him in the nose, breaking it.
"Get your filthy hands off me," Janet cried. Janet grabbed a waveform function generator by the adjustment stand and smashed it across Hanks' jaw. "Don't come near me!"
Hank once more tried approaching Jan but she bit his wrist.
"You moron, you broke my skin," Hank growled while smacking the brunette again. "Why do you always start this crap when you know you come off worse," the scum-bag demanded while pulling her hair.
"Drop dead, asshole," Janet replied before shrinking into her Wasp form.
"Hey, c'mon, no powers," Hank declared as he held Janet's empty dress.
"Say's who," Janet replied while sending her Wasp sting miniature energy blasts at Hank's face, causing him to shield his face and cry out in pain.
Pym grabbed a can of bug spray and hit Janet even as she tried to fly away.
"How does that feel, Jan? Does it burn your skin? I bet it feels like napalm," Pym taunted. "Hey, where are you going?" The scumbag demanded as Jan ran under the desk. "Get back here and finish what you started. Don't think I can't get to you just because you took cover under a big heavy desk," Pym threatened as Jan cowered naked under the desk. "I'm a really smart guy, remember."
A flood of ants began to crawl under the desk towards the miniature woman and she became terrified.
"Hank…you've lost it! Stop this now before it goes any further," Janet shouted. "I'm sorry, okay? I was just being an idiot. I realize now I should have never started a fight!"
As he crouched with his Ant-Man helmet on and watched the groups of ants Pym ignored Janet's pleas, taunting her.
As Janet screamed in terror with ants covering her Pym said, "You shouldn't have made me feel small, Jan. You shouldn't have made me look small."
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"So what lured you into the madness that is membership in the Ultimates, Tony?" Thor questioned the billionaire. "Do you get some kind of corporate tax dodge?"
"I wish that was the case," Tony replied.
"Is it some big scam to impress the Dames?" Cap queried with a smirk.
"Dames…man you really are from many decades back," Gwen teased the soldier.
"No, not this time I'm afraid, Cap," Tony replied.
"You're sick aren't you? You're dying," Harry suggested.
There was silence for a moment as everyone else looked questioningly at Tony.
"How did you know?" Tony asked while rubbing his temple.
"My nose is quite perceptive. I can smell the chemo drugs on you," Harry answered.
"The doctors seem to think the tumors are inoperable. It's about the size of a golf ball at the back of my head," Tony explained.
"Is this one of those ironic jokes that I never seem to get?" Captain asked.
"How long do the physicians think you have, Tony?" Thor inquired.
"Anywhere between six months and five years according to the specialists," Tony replied. "It's why I risk my life every day so that maybe I can leave the world a better place."
As Tony talked Gwen stood and walked towards Tony. As she walked she pulled her costume mask out of her pocket and slipped it on.
"What are you doing?" Tony questioned.
"She's examining your tumor," MJ explained as an energy field seemed to shimmer over the mask's eyepieces.
"I call them T-rays. They're the next level up from x-rays and can see much further and more clearly through solid matter," Harry added as Gwen laid her hands on Tony's head.
"What are you doing?" Tony asked before closing his eyes. "Oh my god…so much better," the billionaire muttered.
As she walked back to her seat Gwen explained, "I've reduced the size of the tumor by about a tenth. It wouldn't be a good idea to suddenly reduce it all at once. But over the course of the next six months I can make it disappear completely."
"How," Captain asked in amazement.
"Almost all matter obeys my will. Brain matter is no exception," Gwen explained.
"Thank you so much," Tony said with gratitude plain on his face. "My headache has lessened."
"If you could heal like that then why couldn't you help those victims of the Hulk?" Cap queried.
"First of all…I'm not very good at restoring trauma disorganized bio-matter. I might get better with practice but living organisms are quite complex. Secondly, those people were dead. They need the spark of life to restore them. Harry's special fluid has that spark where I do not," Gwen clarified.
To change the subject and divert Steve's curiosity Tony said, "Jarvis, could you bring the gift I got Steve."
"Why are you buying me presents, Stark?" Cap asked in surprise.
"It's one of those old collectibles I'm getting rid of. I think it would be better if it went to you instead of charity," Tony assured as Jarvis brought a box and set it before Captain America.
"Where on Earth did you get this?" Rodgers asked with a grin as he removed an old war helmet with a familiar A-symbol on the front.
"A plump middle-aged woman named Ellen Kowalski sold it to me. She said her father brought it home from the war and that it once belonged to the bravest man he ever knew," Tony replied as Rodgers examined his old helmet.
"Thank you so much," Steve said graciously.
"A toast," Harry proposed as he raised his glasses. When the others had raised their drinks, Harry said, "To friends not here, to memories of past lives, and to second chances at new lives and to new friends."
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Beth Israel Medical Center…
The reason for Janet and Hank's absence at Tony's dinner became readily apparent the next day when the attendees were summoned to the hospital.
"Oh my god…what happened to Jan?" Betty Ross demanded as she stared through the observation window to see her college roommate unconscious with a breathing mask.
"Miss Van Dyke is suffering from anaphylactic shock, Miss Ross," Janet's doctor replied. "My people have had your friend sedated since she was brought in but she's still experiencing bronchial fits every fifteen minutes and her blood pressure is dangerously low."
"What caused those big bite marks she has?" Fury asked.
"Until the toxicology reports come back we can't be completely sure but one of the PhDs downstairs insists they are ant bite marks," the doctor explained.
Harry slipped a set of special goggles onto his eyes and scanned Janet.
"They are ant bite marks. I can detect the venom in Janet with these goggles," Harry confirmed. "She was in wasp-form when she was attacked."
"That's what we think happened too. According to neighbors the couple was arguing about pulling their weight in a superhero fight and the incident devolved into a violent domestic. We think Miss Van Dyke was hiding under a desk from her fiancé. Fortunately she was able to return to full size so that we could find her before she passed out," the doctor clarified.
"Hank Pym was perfecting that Ant-Man helmet," MJ pointed out, earning Fury's attention.
"How do you know about that?" Nick demanded.
"You tried hacking my computer network that you knew about…I succeeded hacking yours. And don't even think about attacking me, Fury. If anything happens to me or those I care about my programs will automatically dump your entire classified database onto the net. We both know you don't want the public aware of all you've been up to, Nicky," Harry said with a feral grin.
"I like you," Tony told Spider-Man with a grin.
The doctor cleared her throat and added into the tense situation, "One of the neighbors saw Pym running out of the house early in the morning wearing a baseball cap and carrying a duffle bag."
"This is a freaking nightmare. We engineered Giant-Man to be an action figure to the public. He isn't supposed to do this shit," Fury declared.
"So what do we do now?" Tony asked.
"Let me treat her," Harry spoke up. "With Gwen and Mary's assistance of course," the mage added.
"I can't condone that. We have no idea how your treatment works," the doctor told the gorgeous superhero.
"And you never will," Harry replied. "But the fact remains I can have Janet up and about within half an hour."
Fury stared hard at the mysterious hero he was still trying to figure out. Despite his mysterious nature and the fact that Spider-Man had just admitted to hacking one of the most secure databases on the planet the General had to admit the superhero had only ever worked towards the good of all civilians. The power of public opinion wielded by Spider-Man after taking down the Hulk and reviving the dead while also restoring all the damage was immense. Nick had heard whispers around the water cooler at S.H.I.E.L.D. questioning if Spider-Man wasn't some god like Thor claimed to be. The women certainly flocked to the superhero like he was a god.
Nick still had no idea how Spider-Man's seed was healing and reviving the dead. S.H.I.E.L.D.'s top scientists hadn't found a trace of any foreign compound in the revived Hulk victims. The S.H.I.E.L.D. personnel would never know how to detect the arcane energy nanites laced into Harry's seed. The majority of the nanites produced by Lily left the target after accomplishing their task. So even if the scientists had known how to detect the nanites they wouldn't have found any.
"Do it…Let's give these people some privacy, Doctor," Fury ordered.
The doctor wasn't stupid enough to argue, knowing opposing the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. would be career suicide. MJ, Gwen, and Harry walked into the hospital room Jan was in while the others left. Gwen closed the blinds while the other two went to an empty bed next to Jan's. Without preamble the redhead went to work bringing her boyfriend off. Gwen lay down on the bed next to him and made out with him while he enjoyed MJ's talented mouth. Soon enough the mage let himself go in his lover's mouth.
Half a minute later Janet's eyes flew open as she was hit with a fierce orgasm, all of her injuries being swept away with the intensity of the pleasure while the nanites did their work.
"Welcome back, gorgeous," MJ told Jan while licking her lips for any residual trace of the tasty load she had just deposited a sizeable amount of in the older woman's mouth.
"What happened?" Jan asked as she tried to catch her breath and then noticed Spider-Man and his blonde girlfriend on a nearby hospital bed, her hand wrapped around his turgid manhood. Then the memories of Hank's attack came flooding back to Jan. "That bastard," the brunette cried with a growl. "Hank Pym will never get near me again or I'll cut his balls off."
"You could have killed him," MJ pointed out. "If you had stung him while full size Pym would be dead now. He knew you wouldn't want him dead and he used it to his advantage."
"You healed me," Jan replied, the residual traces of her orgasm telling her what had happened. "Thank you."
"Don't thank me. Thank Harry," MJ encouraged. "He's the one who provided the potion. I just coaxed it out of him and conveyed it to you. We weren't sure how you'd feel about waking up with his dick in your mouth."
"I wouldn't have minded at all," Jan assured as she climbed to her feet, suddenly feeling full of energy.
Jan couldn't take her eyes off of the perfection that was Harry Demire's manhood. She walked over to the bed where Spider-Man and his blonde girlfriend lay and stared at his crotch.
"Go ahead, touch it," MJ encouraged, whispering directly into Jan's ear.
Smut Scene Redacted (See Hpfanficarchive for Erotic Version)
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"Where did you two slip off to earlier?" Janet asked Gwen and MJ as the quartet cleaned up from their quite heated session.
"We tracked down the bastard who put you in this hospital," Gwen replied with a grin.
"What did you do to him?" Janet asked warily, beyond the point of really caring what happened to the bastard.
"We taunted him and degraded him until he took a swing at us. When we hit back the scumbag took to giant form. Did you know our webbing is strong enough to hold down a giant man even as we cut off his giant balls?" Mary Jane said the last bit with a mock whisper and a mischievous grin on her ruby lips.
Janet gaped at the blonde and redhead.
"They're not joking," Janet said while looking at a perfectly serious Harry.
"No they are not. That prick deserved whatever they did to him. This isn't the first time he has hit you is it?" Harry probed while stepping closer to his newest mate.
With her new lover's hand on her cheek, caressing her gently, Janet looked down in shame and replied, "We had our lover's spats. Everyone has those."
"Lovers don't hit each other or cause incredible pain. Those who are truly in love could never harm the one they care about," Harry asserted before turning Janet's face up and pressing his lips tenderly to hers.
"Come on, let's get Janet checked out of here. Fury has called some briefing he is having for the Ultimates," MJ suggested.
"We plan on crashing the briefing we aren't supposed to know about. Harry at least told us about the briefing but not the subject matter," Gwen added, curious to learn what the secret meeting was about. "It will be a lot easier to crash if we have an actual Ultimate with us."
"Is that the only reason you seduced me?" Janet asked with a pout.
"No, Harry wanted a piece of your tasty ass," MJ teased. "And I have to say, after seeing it without clothes and wrapped around our man…I can see why."
"Come on you wenches…stop teasing me or we are going back to my place for another orgy," Harry warned.
"Promises, promises," Gwen purred.
"Is he always this insatiable?" Janet asked.
"Always," MJ replied. "Now you see why he has so many girlfriends."
"Yes, yes I do," Janet agreed.
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"What are you doing here, Demire?" Fury demanded when the mysterious superhero swung into his office at the Triskelion, the Headquarters of S.H.I.E.L.D., behind Janet Van Dyke followed by the heroines Blend and Regenerate.
As usual the latter three didn't show up on any of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s security systems, a phenomenon that had Fury's top scientists baffled. What was surprising was that Janet no longer showed up on the security systems either. Fury would never know this was due to the bio-net system the Wasp had been equipped with during her earlier lovemaking with her new boyfriend.
"I invited them, Nick. Either they stay or I leave," Janet replied.
Nick looked furious for a moment before nodding and muttering, "I suppose we can use all post-humans we can get during this time." Turning back to the assembled Ultimates he said, "I would like to introduce you all to the lead operatives of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s black ops division. Clint and Natasha, this is Tony Stark, Thor, Janet Van Dyke, Harry Demire, Gwen, and Mary Jane. Clint and Natasha will be upgraded to public status once we finish creating false backgrounds for them. Quicksilver and Scarlet Witch over there are staying in the shadow team for obvious reasons."
"Hello again Pietro and Wanda," Harry said to the two mutant siblings standing in the corner.
"Demire," Pietro replied with a growl, reminding Harry of a young Draco Malfoy.
"You three have history I take it?" Tony inquired with a raised eyebrow.
"I helped some friends rescue the President's daughter from the Brotherhood during the whole Sentinel incident," Harry replied.
"Given what crimes they have committed against your country General as Harry just pointed out I am quite surprised you would work with such beings," Thor pointed out.
"Oh you shouldn't be surprised. Nick will work with whoever he has to in order to accomplish his mission," Harry said.
"The Brotherhood will work with us when the price is right," Fury announced, ignoring Spider-Man's jibe.
"Yes, I'm very curious what your price was," Natasha, an attractive older redhead, said to the children of Magneto.
"Oh the release of some political prisoners," Wanda answered casually.
"Can we get on with this briefing?" Tony urged. "My company is losing a million dollars for every ten minutes I am kept here."
"Anyone who just got clearance might want to sit down for this. You are going to be blown away," Fury suggested while activating a large screen behind him.
Spider-Man and his two teenaged mates shot webs to the ceiling and created their own comfortable hammock-like swing seats. Janet plopped in her man's lap and snuggled in.
"Kinky," Natasha commented with a grin.
"You have no idea," Janet muttered.
"It all boils down to alien threats. There are eleven alien species on Earth right now that S.H.I.E.L.D. cleanup crews are aware of. One species in particular called the Chitauri is a major threat. They arrived in 1777 and have since then caused several acts of genocide including WWII. They are an eight foot tall reptilian species that can assume human form. They used this ability in the 1920s to infiltrate German politics and cause the rise of National Socialism and one Adolf Hitler," the General announced while images of Nazis and Hitler were displayed. "The Nazis almost saw the Chitauri taking over the world but by 1945 they were driven out of Europe and the entire African continent. Nagasaki and Hiroshima took care of the Chitauri's little training camps. We thought they had been all wiped out after the war until two years ago when a fresh Chitauri corpse floated down a river near Calcutta. We've had quite a few sightings since. Then we found five hundred and twenty-eight sleeper agents in New York today doing everything from planting mind control drugs in the water supply to infiltrating the media. We think this is just the tip of the iceberg with some planetary scale plot heading our way."
"Would you care to elaborate?" Thor prompted.
"Between their hard drives and Psi-Division analyzing the corpses we are hoping to learn more, Thor. All we know for sure is this is a global move for extermination and that their base of operations is somewhere near Micronesia," Fury answered.
"What the fuck…am I the only person here whose mind is blown? Are you all just trying to save face or are you just that unflappable," Tony demanded of the others in the room.
"Welcome to the world between the cracks in the sidewalk, Comrade Stark," Natasha replied.
"Come with me and I will show you what the Chitauri look like," Fury announced. "Have you ever seen one in the flesh, Natasha?"
"No, but I heard Captain America killed some in Poland during the war. Back when I was KGB they said they had three of them pickled in a museum," Black Widow replied.
"Do you mind if we take a look, boys?" Fury asked some scientists as the group walked into a lab down a corridor leading off from the briefing room.
"Not at all but you had best be prepared. They lose their chameleonic hold after ninety-eight minutes and they aren't pretty," one of the scientists said.
The sight most definitely wasn't pretty. The Chitauri looked like a cross between a velociraptor and a normal lizard. Harry felt a chill go down his spine at the sight of the creature.
"You have encountered them before then?" Natasha questioned, having been paying close attention to the occupants of the room and the gorgeous Spider-Man in particular.
"I have encountered a species that looks similar and might be a cousin to these Chitauri. The Karisiam were an expansionistic species that conquered worlds and had a vast empire," Harry replied grimly, surprising even Gwen and MJ.
"And where did you encounter these Karisiam? On Earth?" Fury probed.
"No, a long way from this world," Harry replied.
"Are these Karisiam a species we should be worried about?" Tony asked.
"No," Harry replied definitively.
"You seem awfully sure of that fact," Clint spoke up to say. "How can you be so confident?"
Looking Hawkeye dead in the eye, Harry replied, "Because I personally destroyed dozens of their worlds including their home world and made sure there were only enough Karisiam left alive that my friends could easily handle them."
The mage left the room in the stunned silence, Gwen and MJ quickly following him. Janet also followed at a more sedate pace.
"Was he serious?" Clint demanded.
"It's hard to tell. I suspected he might have been a Chitauri given that wasn't how he looked the last time I encountered him out of his costume. But now I'm not so sure. It would have been hard to fake that reaction he displayed when he saw the Chitauri," Fury replied, having been observing Spider-Man as well during the introduction to the Chitauri.
"If he is an alien…he might be from a rival species," Tony suggested.
"I am an alien to Midgard. I find Harry Demire to be a trustworthy ally. Until he does something to ruin my trust he shall remain an ally," Thor declared before leaving the room.
"General Fury, this is Satellite Division," a voice came over Fury's communicator. "We have tracked Captain America to downtown Chicago where Hank Pym has been located. He claims he is acting under your authority to supervise Pym's arrest on those spousal abuse charges."
"Damnit," Fury cursed. "Tell Rodgers he is not to injure Pym under any circumstances," Nick ordered as he rushed out of the room.
"I guess Cap wasn't acting under orders," Tony observed before leaving to head back to his business.
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"Harry…Peter," MJ said as she caught up with her boyfriend not far from the dissection chamber, grabbing his arm and turning him to face her. "Is what you said back there true?"
"Yes," Harry admitted.
"Is that how you got this holographic technology?" Gwen probed as she arrived with Janet.
"What holographic technology?" Janet asked. In response Gwen and MJ deactivated the holograms which made them look older and slightly different. "Holy shit, I'm going to jail."
The brunette looked to the gorgeous Mr. Demire questioningly and stepped up to touch his face.
"This isn't a hologram," Harry assured.
"Then how can you look like Peter Parker when we are at home and look like you do now here? Gwen and I assumed you were using a hologram," MJ replied.
"I have disabled any surveillance technologies nearby and also have erected charms to ensure your privacy," Lily informed her creator.
"I was born on Earth. I am related to humans but not specifically a human. I can assume whatever humanoid form I wish within reason. In other words I need to be close to the same body mass. I'm far older than I appear. And I care for all of you and my other girlfriends very much," Harry explained.
"That is all your going to say isn't it," Gwen said, having been around her boyfriend well enough to know how he behaved in most situations.
"For now," Harry replied. "Now if you will follow us Janet we can show you to my house. You can stay with me. I don't imagine you want to go back to the place you were attacked in."
"No, no I don't," Janet agreed with a shudder.
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"What is the situation?" Fury asked as he walked into the Satellite Division's main operations center.
"We are getting Captain America patched in now, Sir," the head of the division replied.
A moment later Cap's voice came over the center's speaker systems.
"General Fury," Cap began uncertainly. "I came here to beat the tar out of Pym. I didn't need to, Sir. Someone had already gotten here first. I have never…I've seen some pretty messed up stuff in the War…but this is a whole other level of weird."
"What happened to Pym, Cap?" Fury probed, flabbergasted to hear the warrior so shaken.
"They cut off his balls after beating him down in Giant-Man form," Cap explained just as the techs got the video feed up.
The giant Pym was lying in the bottom of a pit dug for a building foundation in a construction site, cradling his groin and mumbling unintelligibly.
"Who did this?" Fury asked.
"From what little I can get out of the witnesses it seems Blend and Regenerate paid a visit to Pym," Cap answered.
"Well Shit," was all Fury could come up with. "My people will get Pym bandaged up. Return to base, Cap. We've got an operation brewing."
"Aye, Sir," Steve acknowledged.
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Rev 0 Posted 3/26/2017