Peter then stared blankly at Jameson for a long moment...before bursting out in a short nervous laugh.

'Uh heh, Okay Johnna I know that you gave out bunch of legit evidence now. But let's not get crazy I mean...this could be another Flash Thompson you mistaken wi-'

'Flash is not his real name Parke hat'

Peters then began to hyperventilate, as panic and horror began to overcome his being.

'Okay okay...well even if Flash is Roderick's son. It could just be a coincidence. I mean Liz was the daughter of Toomes and she had nothing to do with his illegal arms dealing!' Parker defended yet Both Nick and Johnna remain unconvinced.

'That might be the case Parker' Johan said but then closed his eyes sadly before picking up his phone from his pocket and placed on the table. 'Unfortunately, I had Michael Jones spy on Thompson and she was able to record this'

Johnna then played the track on his phone.

'Alright I gotten what I need I am heading back to the hub' the Thompson said from the recording and then immediately after that. A slight distortion of noise was heard from the background and then the message ended.

Peter heart then beaten even more into a panic as he repeatedly shook his head in denial. 'That...that could be mean anything I mean...Thompson could have another group of friends or associates besides me and that distortion? properly just static' Peter tried to reason. But Nick Fury shook his head in dismay.

'Peter, I looked through his personal records and outings. Aside from his girlfriend Liz. The only other person he hangs out is you. Furthermore, I also had also had a whole group of experts ranging from Dr. Hank, Hope and Even Dr. Strange to study the sounds in the background...and all of them concluded that type distortion can only be caused by someone bending space and time...'

Parker's eyes then winded in complete bone chilling horror. While Nick's further narrowed in somber.

'This not only adds further evidence of Thompson being an accomplice. But also, all but confirms the enemy has access to either worm-hole or even interdimensional means of travel. Be it either by tech or magical means'

The young hero then went quite as he took everything in. Thought about everything that Johnna had said and then to his personal experience with Flash from just a few hours ago. From helping him helping redesign his tech, like his ice cube for their science project...and then asking about his powers and the origin's of them and then...

'Oh god' Peter whispered to himself as his breath became more haggard.

'Parker...' Nick Fury spoke evenly. 'I can guess from your stuttering that you told Eugen some things that you shouldn't have, did you?' Fury asked, but Peter didn't say a word and then closed his eyes in shame.

However, the agent instead of lashing out at the troubled teen for his lack of judgment mealy grumbled resignation. 'Well, it happens. Even to people like me and besides since we now know that Thompson is a possible accomplice. We now have the chance to turn this around before the enemy can use whatever information they have on you to their advantage'

Peter remained quite unsure of how to respond. While Fury looked on to the young hero in pity.

'Look kid...since this is your friend and everything, I will let you personally handle this with your team while the rest of the Avenger's will be place on standby. Be sure to make a report on what you have plan tomorrow morning'

Nick ordered and then began walk out of the door before turning himself to Jameson.

'Is there anything else to for you to report Johna?' the head agent asked and after a short moment the weary reporter remain silent.

'Not yet...but soon' the Jameson answered and Nick gave him a questioning look of approval. 'Looking forward to it. I will have our men escort you out and with that Fury existed the room. While Jameson could only look at Parker with continued sadness.

But the troubled youth wasn't having any of his critics pity.

'Well?' Peter said bitterly with a scowl on his face as he stared menacingly at the reporter. 'Are you going to put this on your front blog page and turn one of my best friends into a menace and make me out as an incompetent brat who got played by him? Like what you did with me and Beck!' he shouted in anger as his brown eyes were just ready to burst with tears.

Yet the old reporter just looked passive at the troubled hero.

'...I'm not going to publish anything. In fact, as far as I am concern I'm just anonymous tipper, who wants to see his old friend brought to justice. But above all to prevent his own child in being dragged down with him and if you don't believe me then you can just suck it up' The old reporter firmly yet calmly snapped back and then turns his back away from Peter.

'However, Parker...I suggest you handle this situation with Flash and Foswell very carefully and gather in all the facts, before making a decision that you might regret. After-all knowing the type life your friend lives in... he might not even have choice in the matter' and with that Jameson left the room. Leaving Peter alone in his thoughts. While also wondering exactly what his move was going to be.

Meanwhile back at the black hub meeting room.

'Well Thompson I had my doubts but you actually pulled through on us' Beck said in an approving yet still smug tone. While overlooking the video records of Flash working on Peter's spider tech.

'I mean metal webbing, taser webbing, spider-bots, reinforced viburnum armor composed of nanites...' Beck then looked over to golden spider-shield. Which then transformed into a pair spider-leg sword when flash touched him and let out a slight laugh.

'This kid...he even has freaking adamantium blades on his person! Dame' Quetin then continued laugh at himself 'Its times like these that I am so glade that Peter is still the same gullible sucker I screwed over in Venice'

Flash however was not nearly as amused as he averted his eyes away from Beck and lowered himself further into his seat. While Toomes looked over at him with concern.

The vulture then stood up from his seat. 'Well at least we have insight on Parker's gear and with that we should be able to find a counter measure to all of them. Now that just leaves his spider-powers' Adrain then turn his head towards to Flash while he groans in displeasure.

'Look if you want the information about what I have about his spider-powers. It is all there in the recordings along with the bio scans I did on his armor and trust me even when Peter explained them to me they don't really make any sense when comes to actual spiders and the same thing goes for his spider-sense'

Beck then smiled smugly. 'Well, if his Parker-sense actually involves just pheromones and neurological imput...I think I can do something that might negate it' Quentin's eyes then narrowed. 'However, I am not willing to make a move until you got all the information you have on Peter and the full scope of what is his spider-sense actually is.

Thompson then lowered then averted his eyes away from the sneering illusionist. 'I will let you all know when I have the all the information. By tomorrow Peter and I should be able to clean out the rest of his workshop and then after that. We can make a plan to gang up on Spider-Man and...' Eugean struggled to say but force the words out.

'...end him'

Beck then looked at Eugean for a moment before scoffing him off and went to looking through the images. While Gargan grin sadistically.

'Well, I am just glad we actually have a plan on burying that Parker brat into the dirt. All we need to do now is wait until you get all the information and then wait for Osborn to give the striking order' the scorpion mused. But then Toomes got out of seat to address the rest of the group.

'Well at the very least we have another successful inside man alongside Dimtri. But even then we need to come up with a different plan of attack to take down the Avengers. For they are already wise to our first strategy in splitting them up, exploiting their weakness and likely already have counter measures in place to prevent that'

Mac Gargan then snorted at Toomes concern ' I wouldn't be too worried about most of the avengers. Because I am pretty sure I take down the winter solider, falcon and even that wannabe martial artist on my own. If anything the only three we really have to worry about are, are Gravity, the Scarlet witch and The Hulk'

Beck then looked at Gargan a smug looked. 'Which I should remind you I took care all three of them by myself thank you. I mean aside from rearranging a few new illusions I think I am more then capable of those self-righteous Heroes down for good' Quintin boasted which made Max growled at him in annoyance and Herman to roll his eyes.

'Oh you sure did Mr. Oh great and powerful mysterio….until they ended up turning the tables around you the moment you got too caught up on your overtop cartoon villain act. Which nearly cost us the mission!' The Shocker snap criticized harshly and then Beck's eyes went wide in rage.

'Shut your dame mouth!' The illusionist shouted back at Herman in spite.

'I am the one who gave this entire team the opportunity to split up the avengers, I am the one who gave you chance to take them down on your own and I am the one who fought off, that teams heavy hitters. So give me some fuck'n respect already!' Quentin barked viscously, while the rest of the insidious ignored him. Treating his outburst as nothing more then the children's tantrum that it was.

While Toomes gave Beck a look of utter disappointment and impatience at his attitude.

'Look Quentin I know you think you are a big shot in thinking that because you held out against three people who are basically walking disasters and I will admit to an extent it is worth bragging about. But that is just it. an extent!' The vulture argued back while Beck could only sneered in response.

'The insidious is not ready yet to take down the Avengers unless we have the means of combating their heavy hitters and that takes way more then just mildly in-convince them. So we use other means to sabotage them. Like ruining their reputation, gathering information on how they work or in the best case scenario take down and kill their low to mid hitters like Spider-Man. But that is it!' Toomes continue explain viscously yet Beck like the ever growing man brat that he his. Rolled his eyes and avoided staring back at his leader.

'Find, whatever. But when we are ready to take them out I expect to see some of those heroes heads rolling!' Beck made one final declare while sitting down in his chair. While Adrian then looked back towards to Thompson.

'You did good kid in getting us this much on the first day. How long do you thing you need. To get everything else out of Peter?' Toomes asked and Flash with a reluctant sigh spoke.

'Well as far as I know. I pretty much have almost everything on Parker has made and what he could do. by tomorrow after our next work study. I should have just about everything we need from him' Thompson answered and The vulture nodded his head in approval.

'That is good…be sure to let us know as soon possible but until then get some shut eye. You earn it' Toomes reassured his young teamate, but it made Thompson feel the exact opposite.

'Sure, whatever' Flash answer dejectedly before existing the room. But instead of teleporting to his house he walked towards his personal workshop in the black hub.

As Flash looked across the room, he looked over all the personal tech he made. Schematics and models of his glider, pumpkin fire bombs, flaming swords, armor designs, the varies spars of stealth suites he wore and on his bench. The varies vials of his personal extremist formula. With the right side holding viles that contain swirling glowing nanites that looked similar in color to his own hobgoblin form and the left side another group of vil that glowed with yellow nanties. Yet they glowed even brighter and in the middle of them was a group of vials that contain white nanties. Which didn't just seem to glow but radiate power by its presence alone.

'It would seem that you are continuing to improve your craft Thompson' a voice echoed from behind and Thompson mealy sighed.

'….you could have just knocked Dimtri' Flash said in weary tone but the Russian remain passive.

'And if I did, would you have answered?' the chameleon asks. But the teen remained silent.

'As I thought...Thompson in case you are unaware. Norman has been quite lenient with you in regards to your role as the Goblin on the Insidious.' Dimitri explained while walking close to Thompson.

'First in your hesitation in eliminating Ms. Potts and later forcing the chair-man's hand into manipulating Peter into giving you vital intelligence. However, if you display any of those traits in the foreseeable future…He may non longer be so merciful to you'

Flash remains silent for a long moment. 'I know...'

'And that is not getting to the fact that regardless if your our hit against parker was successful or not.. You will most certainly be seen as a prime suspect and brought into questioning' Dimtri rattled on and Thompson balled his fist in frustration.

'I Know' he said forcibly

'Which would also mean that you have to change your name, create an alias for yourself. While also having to undergo additional procedures to make you into the next-'

I KNOW!' Thompson shouted as he stared daggers at Dimtri. Before then slamming his right fist onto his work bench with such force it broke in half evenly with a snap. But lucky or unluckily for Flash the vials remain unbroken. Even when they bounce across the metal floor. All the while looking down at them in contempt contempt and then stared angrily at the beaded Russian.

'I know…that whatever life I have is ruin the moment I use Parker's own knowledge against him. I know what will happen if I don't do what Norman tells me to do!' Eugene shouted in rage. Until his expression broken and tears began to fall from his face.

'So why are you acting like I deserve all this crap on me!?' the broken teen asked bitterly. While the old assassin merely sigh in resignation.

'Eugene Rodrick Thompson...it is has nothing to do with the fact of you deserve it or not. But rather an inheritance of debt brought upon by your father when he decided to make a deal with Norman. Even when he lacked the means to pay him back. As is the fate of all businessmen who make that fatal mistake'

Thompson however growled in offensive.

'In debt...in debt for what?' he questions. Which caused Dimtri to further straighten up his face. My dad owns one the most renown Fashion and Performed companies in the world and not once even during the desolation did, he ever lost so much money that he would be in debt to anyone. Unless he bet all his fortune on a fucking lottery and believe me I checked his bank records to know damn well that he didn't!'

The Chameleon remain stoic and closed his eyes for a moment in thought and then open them back up while staring straight into the boy's eyes.

'Thompson sometimes...things are not always tied to wealth. Sometimes, it is through political connections or owning a personal favor and Norman and your Father Kingsley have decades involving that. Longed before you were even born' Dimtri explained and while Thompson remain somewhat unconvinced. Just shook his head and shrugged it off.

'Whatever...' He then paused himself for a moment and stared back at the Russian.

'Just be honest with me Dimtri...if I do everything Norman Osborn says. Like kill Peter and...anyone else...will He finally let me, my mom and dad go?'

The Russian noble remain silent for one long moment and for a second Flash thought the worse. But then the Chameleon have a single node and Thompson gave slight yet hesitant sigh of relief.

'So long as you uphold your end of the bargain Flash and complete your objectives. Your parents will remain unharmed. Though I am surprised that you didn't want Norman uphold his promise on making you into a hero'

On hearing that word. Thompson then paused for moment. His face going completely blank and then he went to pick up one the vials on the floor.

Which was colored yellow.

'Dimtri...I may be a kid and who was forced into this entire situation against my will and for one second I may have hoped that Osborn would follow up on that...but I am not so naïve and stupid to buy into his bullshit indefinitely' Thompson said in a tone so harsh then even cold hearted assassin felt taken aback buy.

'And if Norman does fulfill his promise...it would an insult to every other hero I know. Including Spider-Man...who is the best out of all them' Thompson said in an utter defeated tone. Before grasping both pieces from the broken ends of his work bench and then proceed to use his extremist nanites to heat them up and then mentally commanded the broken metal to smoothly fused itself back together. Restoring the bench anew.

Flash then stared back at Dimtire, his eyes now glowing yellow and silted like that of goblin. Yet instead of fear it just caused the Russians heart to sank in heartache.

'And me killing him would just make me the worst of all villains' he muttered with the upmost self-loathing as he then looked back at his collections vials on the floor placed them on top of the newly restored bench and began working on them. While ignoring the Chameleon, who in turn took that as his que to leave.

But before he existed the workshop, he stared at lone disillusioned youth for one last time.

'Far less think you think Thompson...far less then you could ever know' whispered to himself and with that the Russian existed the room. Leaving The Goblin Flash to his solitude.

And with that Peter not only now knows that Flash is an accomplice, But Flash himself is questioning why very circumstances of His father's deal with Norman Osborn and his role in all the horror he has been sent through.

But anyway I want you hear your personal thoughts on Flash's father being revealed as not only Frederick Foswell the Big Man but also as Rodrick Kingsley. As it was something that was building up a bit since chapter one. But felt it might have come a little bit out of nowhere.

anyway let me know your thoughts.