Sanctum Sanctorum

Strange's odd behavior was the least of MJ's worries as he paced around the large library. Michelle's eyes veered to all the books she saw, only distracted by the sight of a chubby Asian man who was putting more books into their respective categories.

As her eyes focused on the man and his task Strange's sudden voice jolted her back to the mission of her own. Answers.

Strange was carrying a book, similar to the one MJ was carrying but unlike hers this one had golden lines covering the edges of it. He opened the book and started talking "I know you are probably confused by this whole ordeal but, allow me to explain. I'm sure you are aware of Wakanda, correct?" MJ nodded. "Good, you know they possess the world's greatest stash of vibranium, one of the strongest and most durable materials…" MJ bit her tongue to avoid a snarky remark rather simply answering with a yes. "That's the thing, it is not the only stash, is the only remaining one. Long time ago in what you now know as India a meteorite, similar to the one that struck Africa struck there, only smaller in size. The people there took it as a sign of God, and their civilization quickly Rose to prominence. The main issue being the fact that every other civilization around it wanted their resources. So, using their expanded knowledge thanks to vibranium they created a protector. Modeled after the one thing they and every other tribe feared, thus the White Tiger was born. What you hold on your pocket is the medallion that houses the suit and some of the abilities that it gives to the person who wears it".

Michelle rose a finder and stopped Strange's explanation. "Peter told me that the black panther is not as magical as this sounds, it doesn't make sense…" she didn't get to finish her sentence as Strange spoke again, his voice overpowering hers. "That's were the masters of the mystic arts come into the picture. My teacher, the ancient one helped them. Imbedding the medallion with a spell, that it could decide a worthy successor. And it seems to have chosen you Michelle, but that's not real name is it?" Strange said with a light smirk on his face.

"What do you mean by that last one Houdini?" Michelle replied with a snarky tone, fullyy knowing what he meant by that.

"Does he know…" Strange said changing his tone.

"No one but you knows so far, dad's going to be pissed"

"I doubt it, I think proud is more likely. His life has not been the easiest, but I'm sure he can take solace that a medallion finds you to be a suitable owner."

"By the way you talk I assume there's nothing I can do about it. Correct?" MJ said with a hint of worry in her voice.

"I'm afraid so" Strange murmured. "Look at it from the bright side, you can help your boyfriend on his patrols".

MJ seemed to skip a heartbeat at the mention of this. She had been so worried for Peter from Prague to the end of their trip.

"Although you are right in that sense, I can't. I don't have the courage nor the fighting skills that takes to be a hero"

"Didn't you stand up to a horse of killer drones with a mallet? Aren't you the daughter of Nick Fury?" Strange said inquisitively to her as he sat down on a chair that seemingly materialized out of thin air.

"Don't say dad's name" She said gritting her teeth. Although she loved her father, she still resented him for leaving her and her mother, even if it was for their own good. "I need time to think this through" She said before taking the medallion from her pocket, brushing her thumb over the emeralds that it had. As she did the medallion sprawled to life quickly encasing her body in a sort of armor, surprisingly light, she thought to herself before the mask sealed over her face, the outside world being tinted with a greenish light. "This is so cool" she thought to herself as she looked around. As she looked at Strange she saw how he conjured a portal. "Follow me" he said as he walked through it. Michelle followed suit and was confronted with what looked like a training facility. "To show you some of the skills the medallion brings I want you to hit this crate. He moved his hands and suddenly a crate started floating, it was floating at around 10 feet up in the air. "The magical aspect of the suit's powers functions on will. If you believe you can, you will" MJ tilted her head at the odd explanation but seeing as this man had already summoned a portal to God knows where she nodded. Quickly setting her mind to the task at hand she closed her eyes and felt her body surging through the air and the loud crack of the box. "Wow" she murmured breathlessly as her feet gently touched the ground.

Strange smiled to her and opened a new portal, back to New York. "You can come here to train" I feel like I owe Peter that after the whole Tony Stark thing, a hint of sadness coated Strange's voice as he mentioned Peter's deceased mentor. "I take it in good faith you understand how to make the suit go away. Correct?" Strange said as the portal finished opening to a New York alley. Michelle nodded and commented "I think I got the basics" She said as the suit retracted back into the medallion. The emerald eyes glowing before she placed it back inside her pocket. "Thank you" Michelle said before stepping through the portal. "Don't mention it" answered Strange as the portal closed leaving a trail of sparkles for a second. Michelle took out her phone and saw the time, 22:22. "Fuck" she thought as she remembered tonight she had to report to Fury, or rather dad.

She ran to the subway station taking the express system to Queens. Arriving shortly after. As she ran inside her house the familiar feeling of emptiness suited her as she turned on her laptop and scanned her contacts until she found one simply marked 'F'. She double clicked and was soon greeted by the one eyed face of the one and only Nick Fury. "Hey dad" she said nonchalantly as she brushed her hair. Fury was currently somewhere, that's all she knew. "Pumpkin!" Furt greeted in a happy tone. "How have you been?" Michelle smiled at the warmth her father gave to her.

-Somewhere else in Queens-

Peter's usual activities as Spider-Man were as usual tame. The usual bike thief, bodega robber and oddly enough today, Shocker. The man with electrical gauntlets had resurfaced after 2 years much to Peter's dismay.

"How the hell did you get such a short sentence?" He said while webbing the man from a distance. "You tried to kill me!".

"Simple you idiot, there was no proof of that. Only wrecked buses, it got stopped to a disorderly conduct sentence" Shocker said before webbing covered his mouth.

"Yeah I figured that much" Peter said while reloading his web shooters. As sirens flared in the distance he waited sitting on top of a lamp post. Once the officers arrived at the scene they saluted Spider-Man. Smiling under his mask he saluted back before his hearing picked up something from the radio.

"Calling all available units there has been a break in at the governor's office."

Reacting quickly Peter shot his web shooters and swinged to the office. "Osborne certainly likes the good life" He thought to himself as he reached the top floor of the building. A circular hole was carved out of the window and Peter could only hope that this would not end badly for himself. "If anything bad happens to me MJ is going to kill me" he entered the office crawling on the roof. Suddenly a flash of light blinded him. A soft voice talked to him as he stopped in his tracks.

"You know, approaching women from behind while wearing a mask isn't a good idea" The voice said. As Peter regained his sight he spotted her sitting in Osborne's leather chair. A flashlight laid across it and behind it a pair of golden eyes stared at him. As the woman behind the voice moved towards the light of the flashlight he saw what she looked like. A black skintight suit covered her body, a fabric similar to that of his own suit, patches of white fluffy, fur? Covered her neck and elbows. She was wearing a mask that concealed half her face. Only revealing her black painted lips. The other half covered by a cowl, golden glasses covered her eyes and ear like shapes protruded from the cowl. Not to mention the seemingly white hair that followed way past her shoulders.

"You take this cat burglary thing serious huh?" Peter said as he dropped to the ground. " Listen I don't want any trouble" He said with authority.

"But I like trouble" She said while purring.

"Listen lady, just leave whatever the hell is you took and I we can both go home" Peter said again, his voice losing the previous authority it once had.

"Go home together? My , my, didn't take you for the promiscuous type Spider-Man" She said with a teasing smirk.

Peter's face reddened under the mask. "I meant going home, like to you go to your place I go to mine that sort of deal!" He said loudly, sounding quite embarrassed.

"No fun" She said before tossing something to Peter, he quickly caught it but was soon met with a surge of electricity. Great, he caught a Taser disk.

"I hate to leave so soon, but a girl has places to be. See you around web head" She said as she slowly made her way to the window, not bothering to look at Peter who was turning in the ground from the strong electrical current.

And just like that she jumped out into the night.

Peter finally managed to let go of the disk, slapping it away from his hand. "Man, now Jameson is going to blame me for this too."