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Shinjuku Ghetto

Miles wasn't unfamiliar to death. Peter Parker and his uncle Aaron Davis died because of him, both times because he was too weak to use his powers to save the person he admired most. But this…this wasn't death…it was a slaughter.

Beneath him, the Britannian army steamrolled over the poor and disenfranchised people of Area 11. No mercy was shown to whoever got in their way and it was sickening.

"Oh my god."Miles let out.

As he approached the Shinjuku ghettos he could see the deployment of soldiers, tanks, and Knightmare frames. As they advanced the people ran, hoping to not get shot down by the wave of gunfire or crushed under the treads of a tank. Miles could only look in horror as the Britannian army did as they pleased, only interacting with terrorists who were ill-fit to fight back.

Miles looked out to the distance, that nagging feeling that showed him the green-haired girl was still bothering him…but the people were already dying.

"I'm sorry Peter."Miles swung down to the ghettos; he went to help the people.

He first came upon a literal death squad of soldiers killing anyone they came across; Miles had to put a stop to this.

"Murders!"Miles yelled as he shot a web-line to the nearest soldier and knocked him out in one punch.

"Is that Spider-Man?!"They panicked.

"He just took out Roy, kill him!"The resolved themselves and aimed their guns at Miles.

Miles crossed his hands to spray webbing at the other four soldiers and disable their guns.

"Dammit!"One of them yelled as he tried to fire through the webbing.

Miles swung into action and pounced on the soldier on his far right. Throwing a single punch was all it took to knock them out, he turned his gaze to the next and swung as well, repeat for the last two soldiers as well.

With them, all knocked out Miles turned to the civilians cowering. One of them was bleeding out, so Miles approached them. They flinched, fearing what he'd do to them.

"It's all right, I'm here to help."He gently approached the wounded man before shooting a blob of webbing at his bullet wound.

"That should keep his insides where it needs to be. Do you have any place to go? Maybe a shelter?"Miles asked.

The adults spoke Japanese, something Miles hadn't learned yet. Before he could say anything, the youngest spoke for them, "There is a garage in the center of Shinjuku that the resistance fighters made in case this happened. It's 5 miles from here."

"Good, go that way and tell anyone you find to head there as well, I'll save as many people as possible. Stick to the shadows and move slowly, you won't do yourself a favor by running in the open."Miles turned and swung away; missing the starry eyes of the kid he'd just talked to.

Miles swung his way through Shinjuku following the same pattern he'd had done before. Knock out the guards, spray some webbing on any critical bullet wounds, and direct them to the shelter. By 30 minutes he had saved 50 families worth of people, and he was going to do it again when he was interrupted.

3 Knightmares had rounded the corner, guns pointed to him ready to fire.

"So this is the pesky insect?!"Miles dove out of the way as a hail of bullets came his way.

Miles clung to the building and turned back towards the 3 Knightmares that attacked him, "Why are you doing this?!"Miles asked, dodging another hail of bullets.

"These filthy elevens don't deserve being alive if his highness says so! You wouldn't know, so die now, by order of Kewell Soresi!"The Sutherland continued to fire as Miles kept just out of the cone of fire.

'Okay Miles think, what's the best way to take down a Knightmare?'

Miles inspected the machine, his gaze moving towards the land spinners. Miles turned his swing and dove underneath the bullets and shot as much webbing as he could to fully encapsulate the wheels on Soresis Knightmare.

"What the…?"Kewell tried to turn but he couldn't.

"Don't worry sir, we'll take him!"The Knightmare to his right proclaimed.

Miles watched the logic sphere popped open from the Knightmare, now was his chance. He changed his momentum yet again and readied his venom strike. He struck out his hand and hit his target. The Knightmare stumbled back from the damage.

"I'm hit, I can't see!"

The last Knightmare had taken its time, and he was ready to fire.

"Die you insect!"He proclaimed.

But before he could shoot, a wall of bullets came from behind a wall destroying two of the Knightmares as forcing Soresi to eject. Miles turned towards where the firing came from and saw a group of Glasgow's.

"Friendly fire?"Miles pondered.

"Hey, you're the Spider-guy right?"One of the Knightmares asked.

"Who's asking?"Miles asked.

"Just the guy that saved your life that's who, you will never forget the name Tamaki Shinichiro!"He yelled through the speakers.

Miles looked on in confusion, were terrorists using Knightmare Frames?

"Hey Spider-guy, down here!"Miles followed the source of the voice to a man waving his arm in the air. Miles jumped down from the side of the building he was perched on to meet with the man.

"Do you need help?"Miles asked, looking over the man he couldn't see any noteworthy injuries.

"You got an admirer; he said to give you a radio."The man pulled out a hand radio and put it in Miles' hands before leaving.

Miles brought the radio to his ear, "Uh, hello?"

"For a vigilante, you do excellent work I'm impressed."The voice on the other end spoke.

"Who is this?"Miles asked with an edge to his voice.

"Just someone with a common interest; to protect the weak from the strong. Look around you, what do you see? It is the poor and downtrodden people of Japan who have been taken advantage of by a corrupt system that prioritizes the will of those who abuse their power."

Miles realized this; he'd known that Britannia wasn't a saint in any stretch of the word. But…

"I've been watching your exploits since you've arrived, all you've down is help the people Britannian and Japanese alike. You fight against a nation that controls a third of the world. I believe you would be a useful ally."

"You want to fight against Britannia, is that right?"Miles asked.

"I want to defeat Britannia; I want to free the weak from the oppression of the strong. Will you help me, Spider-Man?"The voice over the radio asked.

Miles stood silently as he watched over the Shinjuku ghetto, the man over the radio made a point. Britannia had wrongfully abused its power. This massacre was proof of it. But, he couldn't.

"I appreciate the offer, and I respect your philosophy. But I can't help you. I don't take sides. I help people despite their nation and their belief. If they hate me so be it, but I can't be a part of a terrorist cell."Miles threw away the radio before the man over the radio could respond.

In truth, Miles was conflicted. Sure there were people in power that he didn't agree with. But Miles wasn't a killer, he'd never killed anyone before and he wouldn't do it because an anonymous man over the radio asked him to.

Miles swung from building to building again. The terrorists had certainly turned it around. The Britannian military had fallen back, and the people were free to leave without being shot at. Maybe they left?

All hopes that he was right were thrown out the window when he heard more shooting. Miles went to investigate and saw a fight between a Sutherland and some Knightmare frame he'd never seen before.

It was white and gold with a red gem on its chest, and at the moment it was chasing down a Sutherland. Miles watched as the Sutherland shot at the nearby buildings to get away. Like an expert gymnast, the new Knightmare expert dodged all the debris.

"Aaaaah!"Above, falling down fast was a woman and her child.

Miles shot two web lines to the nearest building and yanked himself to catch the woman. But before he could catch her the Knightmare abandoned his chase of the Sutherland and caught the woman. Said Sutherland drove off before either could go after it.

The White Knightmare let the woman and child go, who screamed at the Knightmare afraid for her life. Miles had never seen a Knightmare abandon his target to save a civilian. He was all right in Miles book. When the White Knightmare turned to Miles, he gave it a thumb up before swinging off hoping to find more civilians to save.

Miles kept swinging when he found a soldier on the ground, pinned against some rubble. He freed the man, before getting an idea. He took off the soldiers' helmet and changed the radio frequency in his mask to match it.

"…ssible terrorists in H4. Tank division 7 will rendezvous with Tank division 4 and wipe out all terrorist in H4. Don't leave any survivors."

Miles got up and could see a tank convoy drive down the road far to his left.

"Wait that's the shelter!"Miles realized so he followed after the Tanks in order to stop them.

Miles swung after them but was too late as they had already blown up the front door to the garage. He couldn't make out what he said, but it was clear that he was going to fire on the civilians in the shelter.

"Fir…"The commanders' voice never finished as Miles webbed his face and the guns of the soldiers when he jumped over the tank.

"You won't kill anyone else today!"Miles declared.

"It's Spider-Man, kill him."The soldiers charged him but were not prepared for Miles reflex and skills.

One by one the soldiers were knocked out. Miles turned his attention back to the tank commander and jumped on the latch.

"That means you guys too!"Miles said as he webbed down the tank crew.

With the civilians' safe, Miles turned back to them and did a headcount. Many were standing or holding onto a loved one, but a handful had been caught in the blast the tank made as it opened the shelter doors.

"Is everyone okay?"Miles asked as he stepped down from the tank.

BEHIND YOU

Miles jumped away from the tank as another forcefully made its way into the shelter. This time Miles didn't know if he could stop them from killing the civilians. But luckily he didn't have to.

"Attention all forces, cease fire at once. I Clovis, third prince of Britannia and royal viceroy of Area Eleven, hereby command you, all forces are ordered to cease fire at once. You also cease destruction of any buildings or property. All casualties, whether Britannian or Eleven, shall be treated equally and without prejudice. In the name of Clovis la Britannia, you are hereby ordered, cease fire at once.

I shall allow no further fighting."The voice of the Viceroy was heard by everyone, even the military themselves who were confused by the proclamation.

"You heard the viceroy, gather our men and regroup!"The soldiers obeyed their order and their commander.

"You got lucky this time stinkin' elevens."The tank commander said as he withdrew his group.

Miles let out a sigh and turned back to the people. They were shaken, but they'd be all right, at least the ones who lived. Miles walked to the exit, a few cries of thanks rang from the people but that didn't respond as he left.

With the people safe, and the cease-fire announced, Miles took a perch above a larger building watching as the Britannian forces stopped what they were doing and regroup back to the G-1 base.

"Man, I'm beat."Miles sighed as he let his legs dangle from the roof, hopefully, this would be the last time he'd have to fight in a warzone.

The next day

Life had returned to normal when he left the Shinjuku ghetto. Miles had promptly fallen on his bed and went to sleep after all the fighting. By the next day, he was fresh enough to take Milly's usual antics.

"Guts!"Milly yelled as Miles entered the room.

"A new spell Milly?"Miles asked as he closed the door behind him.

"No, I think she's already tried using this one," Lelouch commented.

"Well then I guess you need to keep working on it Madam President," Miles said as he sat down at the table.

The day went on like usual, save for the rumors around campus. The terrorists had supposedly deployed poison gas at Shinjuku!

'Impossible, there was no poison gas when I was there. Could this be a cover-up of the massacre? But for what reason? If Clovis went of TV and told him of his campaign against the ghetto no one would question him.' Miles thought.

Unfortunately, the answer eluded him. He was only there for the last half of the battle. And that's where most of Miles' thoughts went. The voice he heard in his head, the images, the girl from Fisk's files. What did they all mean? And what happened to him? One second he was helping civilians in a bombed building and the next he was in the ghettos. Was this a part of the conspiracy that Peter knew about? Miles couldn't say.

Miles train of thought was interrupted when a hand clamped down on his shoulder. He turned around to see Rivalz, Milly, Shirley, and Nina behind him.

"Hey bud, we need your help," Rivalz said.

"Uh sure, what's up?"Miles asked.

"We're inducting a new member into the Student Council but we're missing something. Milly is gonna be cooking food for our guest but Nina here dropped some of her lab data in the clubhouse. Do you mind helping us?"Shirley asked.

"No problem, I'll be happy to help."Miles followed the three as Milly left to do her cooking.

It wasn't hard to find, Miles increased perception made his vision dozens of times better than before. But Miles didn't want to show off so he let it go unseen and let Rivalz pick it up.

"Ha, found it!"Rivalz proclaimed.

"Oh thank you Rivalz, I'd have no idea if I'd lost our lab data."Nina thanked him.

"Thank goodness, it was starting to get tiresome," Shirley complained, rubbing her back.

"Did you guys find it up there?"Milly asked as she entered the room.

"We got it Pres!"Shirley said as the four of them walked down the stairs.

Miles followed them when he froze. Before him was Lelouch, but it was the girl in front of him that gave him pause. She was the same one he saved at the shelter from the Tank division. What was she doing here? Or maybe what was she doing fighting as a terrorist?

"Lelouch, didn't you know? We're here to induct Kallen as the newest member of the student council; it was my grandfathers' idea."Milly said as she spread out the food and plates.

Miles slowly made his way down the stairs, keeping his eyes on Kallen.

"The principals?"Lelouch asked.

"He thought that, with her poor health that a club that didn't give her a lot of stress would work best for her. A pleasure to meet you, Kallen, I'm Milly Ashford the student council president."Milly shook her hand.

"Same here, my name is Rivalz, I'm the secretary! Anything you need, I can hook you up with."Rivalz shook her hand as well.

"Hi, I'm Shirley; I'm with the swim club. It's a pleasure to meet you."

"Hi there, my name is Nina."

Miles walked up to Kallen before sticking his arm out.

"Pleasure to meet you, Kallen, my name is Miles. I'm the council's treasurer. Say, have I seen you somewhere before?"Miles asked.

"My father is a nobleman; perhaps you've seen me with him?"Kallen suggested.

"Er, sorry, I'm no noble. So I probably wouldn't have been invited to a fancy party like that. It's good to meet you though."Kallen shook his hand, and Miles backed off.

What is she playing at? Or maybe she wasn't playing? Miles too had a double life; maybe the person she saw in Shinjuku was hers?

"Shirley, I'm sorry to ask but could you set these on the table for me?"Behind them, Nunnally, Lelouch's sister came in.

He hadn't met Nunnally a lot, the spare times they've been in the same room they never talked. He could see why Lelouch was so protective of her. Blind and disabled, it was a terrible thing to live with. But he respected Nunnally; she didn't let that stop her attitude.

"All right people let's get this show on the road!"Rivalz shouted as he brought out a bottle of champagne.

"Champagne Rivalz, I honestly expected something a little more down to earth from you," Miles said.

Liquor was one of the many things that had changed when Miles got bit by the spider. He couldn't get drunk, or maybe he just had a high tolerance. In any case, he didn't need to ever worry about getting a hangover again.

"Rivalz! We're minors, we can't have that. Give it here."Shirley said as she confronted Rivalz.

"Hey, relax is sparkling cider. Unf, here Lelouch catch!"Rivalz tossed the bottle to his friend.

"Oh not you too Lulu."Shirley got off of Rivalz and started to walk to Lelouch before the two of them crashed onto the ground and the cork to the bottle flew off.

Miles watched as it headed straight for Kallen, and before it hit her she swiped it away. How very unlike a girl in poor health. But as the cork flew away from Kallen, the stream of champagne did not.

Shirley had thought it was a great idea to bring in the TV for the student council to lounge about and watch. Unfortunately, it didn't turn out the way she wanted to.

"Lelouch it's awful!"Nunnally cried to her brother as he and Kallen had come back from getting her a new set of clothes.

It truly was.

"Prince Clovis has been taken from us. He fought for peace and justice against all of the Elevens. He died a martyr. We must all bury our sorrow, and carry on his will."On the TV Jeremiah Gottwald of the purist faction had spoken.

"We here at HI-TV bring you special coverage!"The screen switched from Jeremiah's speech to a news anchor.

"The suspected murderer of our Prince Clovis is still currently at large. At the moment, the vigilante known as Spider-Man is wanted for the murder of Prince Clovis!"

Not all things end the way they should.