Seren is hanging out in Liz's room at her house. Exciting, pop music pours out from her room.
"This?" She holds a pink dress up to her chest and she strikes a pose. "Or This?" She holds a black dress and flexes to Seren.
Seren laughs at her.
"Honestly that black dress is Beyoncésque and you know we gotta go with that."
"you know what…"Liz thought it out."You're not wrong."
"If there's one thing, I know is that I know fashion."
Liz sat down right next to him and sits with her legs crossed.
"Do you know if Peter might attempt to hang out with me tonight?"
"Why? Got a crush on my little Jedi buddy."Seren teased as Liz started to blush.
"No… why would you think that?"
"I see the way you look at him in decathlon practice. You always admired a man with brains and not brawn. If anything, I think you two would be cute together."
Liz thought it out for a bit and gave a tiny smile and pushed her hair back behind her ear.
"You think so?"
"I know so."
Soon enough Liz changed into her lovely dress for the night and Seren changed into his party outfit as well. Styling his shoulder length pink hair inherited from his deceased mother he gently parted it to the right side of his face. Seren meets Liz down in the grand foyer and their peers start coming in by groups. Peter and Ned walk in together and spot Seren within the minute they cautiously entered. Ned waves with a huge grin on his face. They enter the crowded house party and glance around anxiously. Peter looks especially nervous. Seren meets up with the two of them. Two girls pass by in front of them, not taking any considerable interest in their arrival.
"Annie, over here!"
"Hey."
Flash is promptly running a DJ station. Ostentatious in headphones and a yellow shirt.
"DJ Flash!" A male voice called out.
"Okay. We're gonna have Spider-Man swing in, say you guys are tight, and then I get a fist bump or one of those half bro-hugs."
"What dumb idea do y'all have made up?"
"Can't believe you guys are at this lame party." MJ said from out of nowhere.
MJ carelessly throws her hair back, trying to act cool. She is in the process of spreading jam on a slice of toast.
"But you're here too."
"Am I?"
"Why do you have toast?"
She shrugs and takes a bite out of the toast and then walks away.
"Oh, my gosh."
When Peter hears Liz's voice, his eyes go wide. He turns his head towards the sound. Liz walks down the hallway to Peter and Ned.
"Hey, guys. Cool hat, Ned."
"Hi, Liz."
"Hi, Liz."
Peter's high-pitched and squeaky voice betrays his nervousness. Seren snickered at that.
"I'm so happy you guys came. There's pizza and drinks. Help yourself."
"What a great party."
"Thanks."
The sound of glass breaking catches their attention.
"Oh, I... My parents will kill me if anything's broken. I gotta-" Liz sheepishly said.
"Yeah."
"Have fun."
"Bye."
"Bye."
Liz walks away.
"Dude, what are you doing? She's here. Spider it up."Ned said looking towards Peter.
"No, no, no. I can't... I cannot do this. Spider-Man is not a party trick, okay? Look, I'm just gonna... be myself."
"Peter, no one wants that."
"That is far from the truth Ned. Honestly, I don't trust you with relationship advice."
"Let's see you get a date huh."
"No problem."
Seren walked away from the two of them with some sway to his walk. He made his way up to a senior. Who looked more than happy to see him walk up to him. He pulled him down to his height by his shirt and locked lips with him. The senior immediately wrapped his arms around his waist. The bubblegum pink haired teen breaks it off and the other teen is in a daze.
Peter starts walking away, a little bit hurt by the remark.
"Penis Parker, what's up?" Flash pointed him out of the crowd.
Flash plays a honking sound on the stereo system.
"So, where's your pal Spider-Man or even Psycat? Let me guess. In Canada with your imaginary girlfriend?"
Honking noise again. Everyone around them laughs except Peter and Ned.
"That's not Spider-Man. That's just Ned in a red shirt."
Seren decided that was enough, and he went upstairs into Liz's room and did a quick change into his costume. Apparently, he wasn't alone MJ was also up there she walked into her room just as he was putting on his mask.
"You sure you're up for this?" She said leaning against the wall.
"Positive."
"Well if someone rips off your mask, don't blame me when you have your identity on social media faster than you can count to 3." Seren frowns at that.
"I wanna do this for Peter he deserves some happiness in his life being in the in crowd."
Seren walks down in his suit and the crowd just stops everything. Peter and Ned are shocked with their jaws to the floor.
"Is it really him?!" someone screamed hysterically from the crowd.
"Obviously no one can have a costume look so real to the original."
"They really got the detail down to huge ass." The teen Seren made out with commented to his buddies. Seren smirked at that. Flash is just gobsmacked and looking pale and sweating a bit. He's looking at Peter and Seren as if he's gonna get jumped for talking shit on Peter. Seren just smirks and he parts the room getting over to Ned and Peter.
"Peter nice to see you again. Tony really does send his regards."
"Uhhhh no problem Psycat." Peter shifts back and forth. "How's Spider-man?"
"Oh, he can't make it tonight he's dealing with something upstate." The crowd looks at the two of them in awe. Flash is still flabbergasted at Peter.
Peter spots Ned going towards the food table. Then something catches his eyes. A bright blue explosion in the distance. He stands, staring at it with concern.
"What the hell?"
"Did you hear that?"
"Looks like duty calls." Seren signs with a wave as the crowd around him parted like the red sea.
He walks out the front door and takes off into the sky out of their sight but only on the roof waiting for Peter. He finally gets onto the roof already in his spider suit. Peter runs across the roof and puts on his mask. Shooting webs through trees, he swings down the street. Seren follows him closely, flying over trees, then dodging roofs of houses. They move across a private golf course where Peter is having trouble having nowhere to swing. Wide shot on Peter running across the golf course. The sprinklers are activated.
"This sucks!" Peter screamed. Seren merrily rolled his eyes and picked him by his armpits with
Peter pouting quietly as he moved them across the field.
Beside a intact bridge, we see a discarded car, scraps of metal ripped out from it. A blue ray shoots through the air at a great speed towards it. The car blows up in a huge explosion and makes the shooters cringe in surprise. One of them hoots and laughs as bolts of electricity burst out from the explosion.
Jackson Brice powers down the weapon. The fingers sticking out from the end of the gun curl in on themselves, forming a loose fist.
"Now, this is crafted from a reclaimed sub-Ultron arm straight from Sokovia. Here. You try."
Brice hands over the weapon to Aaron Davis, who takes it.
"Man, I wanted something low-key. Why are you trying to upsell me, man?"
Behind them, Seren lands behind a bush about 20 feet away near the side of the bridge.
"Okay, okay, okay. I got what you need, all right? I got tons of great stuff here. One sec."
Hiding, Seren watches as Brice walks up to his van and looks inside. Psycat's eyes narrow. The back of the van is full of machinery and weapons.
"Okay, I got, uh, black hole grenades, Chitauri railguns..."
"You letting off shots in public now? Hurry up. Look, times are changing. We're the only ones selling these high-tech weapons."
"Oh, this must be where the ATM robbers got their stuff." Seren whispered to his communicator to Spider-Man.
"I need something to stick up somebody. I'm not trying to shoot them back in time."
"I got anti-grav climbers."
"Yo, climbers?"
Suddenly, a yodeling ringtone plays. The weapon dealers look around, alarmed.
"Okay, what the hell was that?"
The phone continues ringing. Seren looks at Peter with a huge glare as he panics to find his phone. Peter mouths "Ned."To him and Seren rolls his eyes at him. Schultz aims his gun at Aaron.
"Did you set us up?"
"Hey, hey, man." Aaron backs up.
Peter flips off the wall and lands on the ground.
"Hey! Hey, come on. You gonna shoot at somebody, shoot at me."
"All right."
Schultz turns the gun on Peter, but Peter shoots his web, disarms Schultz and charges. Using a high-tech gauntlet from his van, Brice punches Peter with a burst of energy. Peter slams into the side of the bridge and lands on the ground. Seren jumps in with a strong kick to his chest to send him into his van. Before he could land another hit. Schultz grabbed the
Schultz jumps in and starts the car. Brice, laughing triumphantly, jumps onto the back of the van as his accomplice drives off.
"What the fuck was that?" Seren groaned out rubbing his back.
Peter shoots his web, attaching it to the weapon dealers' open van door.
The van drags in through a neighborhood, knocking Peter into a trash can.
"Damn it Peter." Seren shakes his head. He lifts off and follows closely behind.
"What? Ah!"Peter screamed out while being dragged around.
He shoots a second strand of web.
"We gotta call him." Schultz screams from the van.
"No, no, no, no."
Seren turns his head at that. He tries getting a hold of the van with his telekinesis but he's shot down before he had the chance.
Brice readies another high-tech weapon. Outside, Peter is holding on with two thin lines of the web, trying to maintain balance. Brice fires another burst of energy. It breaks off the van door.
"Did you just do it again?"
"Shut up."
"I'm calling him."
We see a phone buzzing on a table littered with computer chips and various tools. Mason picks it up. Glancing around, he answers it.
"Toomes' phone."
He cringes at the sound of combat coming from the other end. Toomes is working nearby, welding something, when Mason calls for him.
"Boss."
Seren having recovered from his fall is again following Peter and the van while he is still being dragged through the neighborhood, clinging to the back of the van.
"Oh, my butt! Unh!"
Brice powers more energy blasts at Peter and Seren, causing Peter to lose his grasp on one of the webs. Just as Brice powers up the weapon once more, the van meets a road bump. The whole car wobbles, making Brice accidentally fire a hole in the van. He drops the weapon and it rolls out of the vehicle. The weapons comes to a stop in someone's yard.
Schultz makes a sharp turn, making Peter slam into the side of a parked car. Seren grabs a hold of the top of the van and draw his claws out to cut a hole in the top of the van. Peter then gets dragged through a line of garbage bins. He hits a solid brick pillar and drops to the ground along with a heap of bricks. Peter's webs break off. Schultz checks the side mirror. Peter has instantly recovered from the collision. He runs to get a clean shot and extends his hand. The web travels through the air and attaches itself to the remaining van door, but the door breaks off, already weakened by the rough treatment it received. Seren gets another blast to the stomach and he goes flying off retracting his claws beforehand. Peter throws his arms up, exasperated.
"Ren? You okay?"Peter questions while holding his head.
"I've seen some better days Pete." He said cracking one eye open. He gets some assistance by Peter lifting him up. Peter jogs on the sidewalk, jumps over a tall metal gate, and slides over a parked car.
Two men are playing ping-pong in a garage as Peter runs across the yard.
"Hey, guys. Good game. Have fun."
The neighbors stop their game and gape after Psycat in disbelief. A dog runs into Peter, barking and standing on its hind legs to lick Peter's face. Peter retrieves a ball with his web and throws it to the side for the dog.
"Hey, hey, buddy. Sorry, no time to play. Here, go fetch."
Peter swings through the neighborhood, hanging on tree branches and streetlights.
"Whoo! Now, this is more like it."Seren smiled at hearing him through his earpiece.
He glides into another yard. Shooting his web, he accidentally holds onto a treehouse and knocks it off the tree. That makes him lose his grasp and land hard on the roof of a shed. It collapses under his weight.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa!"
After a few awkward banging noises, Peter rips through the door, runs across the yard, and slams through a wooden fence. He leaps into the air only to land on a small toy car, which rolls forward. Losing his balance, Peter gets tangled in a soccer net and stumbles through the hedge.
"Whoa."
He waves his hand to a man having a barbecue in his own backyard.
"Smells really good! Can I get one?"
The man hands Psycat a cheeseburger and he continues to chase the car eating on his way.
"Ferris Bueller's Day Off" is playing on the television at a pool party, the sequence closely resembling their travel through the neighborhood. Suddenly, Seren flies into frame.
"Great movie!"
Seren skims over the pool, splashing water over the partygoers and making them scream in surprise. Peter then gets tangled in fairy lights and crash lands on another yard, right beside two little girls having a sleepover in a tent. The eyes on his mask malfunction, fluttering open and close in a creepy fashion.
"Ugh... Oh, hey, guys."
"Aahhh!" The girls screamed in his face.
"No! No!"
The tent flips over in the girls' overzealous attempt to escape. MJ stealthily brings his phone up to his ear, only to reach Seren's voicemail.
"Hey, it's Seren. Leave a message.
The phone plays a beeping tone.
"Ren, where are you? Liz is going crazy looking for you. This is not cool you owe me big time she's using me as a stand in.
The van zooms down the suburban street. Smoke is billowing out from the back of it. Peter falls from above, narrowly missing the car.
"We almost got you." Seren said gaining on the van.
Peter knocks over some garbage bins in his attempt to leap up onto a roof. Running across the roofs of neighboring houses, Peter tries his best to keep the van in sight. Slates become loose and fall off the roof under Peter's feet.
"Thought you got away from us, didn't you? We got you right where we want you."
Finally catching up, Peter jumps toward the van.
"Surprise!"
Suddenly, A winged man snatches him from behind, flying in the wing suit, and soars high. Peter screams, looking down.
"What the hell?" Seren hears Peter scream.
"Peter!" he yelled out.
Peter wrestles to pull his leg free from the man's grasp. Noticing the struggle, he trains his glowing eyes at Peter menacingly and carries him even higher. Suddenly, the spider drawn on the back of Peter's suit starts to beep and blink. A parachute unfolds itself from the hidden compartment. The air resistance from it makes rips Peter from the guy's grasp. During his descent, Peter gets wrapped up in the fabric.
"Aahhhh!"
Peter's chaotic point of view shows him plunging toward the city. Seren grabs him just in time to try to land him safely on the ground. What he failed to see was the man coming back around and clawing his shoulder and knocking him out midair. They both plunge into a lake. Peter struggles to free himself from the parachute as he sinks deeper and deeper. Up above, the surface is calm, not betraying Peter's desperate fight underwater. A figure dives into the water in an admirably fast speed. Iron Man emerges, carrying the both of them. Holding them both in his arms. Seren's head hang slumped. The eyes on his mask blink open.
"Huh? Oh, hey."
Peter wrings his mask. Water drips from it. He is sitting on a jungle gym. In front of him, Iron Man is floating in the air.
"F.R.I.D.A.Y. activate the smelling salt option on rainbow brite over there."
"Right away Mr. Stark." F.R.I.D.A.Y. aims at Seren on the ground and dispersed a cloud of smelling salts near his face. Seren jolted up from the ground shaking his head a bit to dry off his hair like a wet dog.
"And then he just, he just, like, swooped down like a monster and he picked me up and uh, he took me up, like, a thousand feet and just dropped me. How'd you find me? Did you put a tracker in my suit or something?"Peter described to Tony. "I put everything in your suit. Including this heater."
"Whoa!" The suit is dried instantly. Steam rises from it, surrounding Peter.
"Whew, that's better. Thanks."
Peter shivers, his teeth chattering.
"What were you thinking?"
"The guy with the wings is obviously the source of the weapons. We gotta take him down."
"Take him down now, huh? Steady, Crockett, there are people who handle this sort of thing."
"The Avengers?" Seren asked.
"No, no, no. This is a little below their pay grade."This leaves a bitter taste in his mouth. Seren hates the air of arrogance in Tony's voice.
"Anyway, Mr. Stark, you didn't have to come all the way out here. I had that. I was fine."
"Oh, I'm not here."
Iron Man's helmet opens, revealing an empty space where Tony's face should have been.
We are in India. Tony is dressed in a white kurta and wearing a red scarf around his neck. Behind him, Indian women in saris and garlands are participating in a traditional wedding.
"Thank God this place has Wi-Fi or you would be toast right now. Thank Ganesh while you're at it."
A man brings Tony a drink. Tony makes a small toast, whispering his gratitude.
"Cheers."
Tony continues to talk through the empty suit. His helmet still open.
"Look, forget the flying vulture guy, please."
"Why?" The talented teens said simultaneously.
"Why? Because I said so!"
A local woman walks to him. Tony demurely bends down in order to gently help her carefully put a flower garland around his neck.
"Sorry, I'm talking sensibly to two innocent teenagers. Stay close to the ground. Build up your game helping little people, like that lady that bought you the churro. Can't you just be a friendly...
Tony takes a sip from his drink and puts it down with a clink.
"...neighborhood Spider-Man?"
"And you rainbow brite. Get control of your extraordinary powers you're clearly not strong enough to be doing these huge missions. You won't make it if what I got relayed back to me was true."
"But I'm ready for more than that now." Peter whined out.
"No, you are not."
The empty Iron Man suit closes.
"That is not what you thought when I took on Captain America."
"Trust me, kid. If Cap wanted to lay you out, he would've. Listen to me. If you come across these unique weapons again, call Happy."
Peter hears a car engine revving.
"Are you driving?"
Tony gets in his car and shuts the door.
"Tony: You know, it's never too early to start thinking about college. I got some pull at MIT. End call."Tony drives off in his yellow Audi.
"No, I don't need to go to col- Mr. Stark-."
"Mr. Stark is no longer connected."
The Iron Man suit flies off. Peter mutters grudgingly.
"That's awesome." Seren looks stunned as the suit flies off on it's own.
Peter approaches an empty yard, wearing his mask again.
"Stay close to the ground? What is he talking about?"
"Exactly what he means Peter. We need to stick to doing just our normal neighborhood work. You saw how we got around tonight. We couldn't even take on one man. If we try to take down that crew, we're gonna be next ones in the newspapers."he said walking right next to Peter.
"But, no matter how hard they can doubt us we need to work as a team. We can prove them wrong and show that we're able to be on the same level as the Avengers."Seren grabbed onto Peter as he leans into him.
"I got one question." Peter said.
"What."
"Why didn't you get me a cheeseburger too?" Peter whined out.
Seren laughed and grabbed his head and gave him a noogie. They're walking down the street side by side where they had the long van chase from before. Peter walks ahead with Seren a couple of feet behind. He stops walking, spotting something. Seren enters the yard and finds a piece of Brice's damaged weapon that had fallen out of the vehicle. He crouches down to tentatively flip it over with his fingertips.
"Whoa. Peter come look at this."
Seren finds the glowing energy core. Peter's phone rings. Peter answers a call from Ned.
"Hey, man, what's up? I'm on my way back."
"Actually, I was calling to say maybe you shouldn't come. Listen to this."
Ned pulls his phone off his ear and raises it into the air.
"When I say "Penis," you say, "Parker." Penis!"
"Parker!"
"Penis!"
"Parker!"
Peter can still hear Flash and his friends chanting in the background.
"Sorry, Peter. I guess we're still losers. I'll see you tomorrow."
"I'll see you tomorrow in school."
Peter hangs up, sighs and looks over Seren's shoulder carefully examining the weapon. Metal and wires encase the glowing core. Seren looks up, determination clear on his masked face.
In Toomes' warehouse, Mason is working on a small device which is glowing with a purple hue similar to the core of Seren's discovery. He blows on the end of the soldering tool and picks up a glowing cube. Mason throws the cube into a refrigerator, creating a rectangular portal. He reaches through it and grabs a drink.
"Whoa, whoa."
The room shakes, making the cube parts fall off the refrigerator and closing the small opening. Toomes lands on the platform in his vulture suit. Stepping out of the suit, he walks down the stairs, stomping angrily.
"Idiots. Idiots."
He throws his helmet.
"Idiots!"
A worker looks up at Vulture, alarmed.
"Boss. Your wife keeps texting you. Something about a brake light?"
Vulture approaches Mason.
"What'd I tell you about looking at my phone?"
"Oh, sorry. You left it out. You know I'm a curious person by nature."
Toomes takes the phone.
"I finished designing that high-altitude vacuum seal."
"Huh?"
"In case you want to, you know, go for the big one?"
"You're still on that? I told you, no. The answer's no. Forget it."
The badly damaged van pulls into the warehouse. Vulture and Mason look at it curiously. Brice instantly appears from the back of the van, not bothering to promptly open the nonexistent doors which got ripped out during their fight with Spider-Man.
"Whoo!"
Smiling triumphantly, Brice promptly takes off his hand-weapon and reaches Vulture.
"I mean, that was badass."
Annoyed, Toomes walks toward Brice.
"How many times have I told you not to fire them out in the open?"
"You legitimately said, move the merchandise."
"Under the radar. Under the radar! That's how we survive. If you bring Damage Control or the Avengers down here, we're through. You're out there wearing that goofy thing, lightning up cars, calling yourself the Shocker. "I'm the Shocker. I shock people."What is this, pro wrestling?"
"Ah, whatever, old man. Come on."
Brice walks to a table and Vulture follows.
"Look, look. I know you don't give a crap about anything. But I do. I built this whole place because I got people I have to look after."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah." Mocked Brice.
Vulture stares at Brice, his expression cold.
"You know what? I can't afford your bullshit. Get out of here."
"What?"
"You're done. You're off the crew."
"Yeah, all right. All right. Wonder if you can afford me out there, though, right? With everything I know."
Brice walks off.
"Excuse me?"
"Um, I'm just saying..."
Vulture looks at Brice, properly annoyed.
"...maybe your wife would like to know where you really get your money from."
"You know what?"
"What?"
"You're right. Does that work?" Toomes asked Mason in a low voice.
"I don't know."
Vulture looks at Brice again.
"I can't afford that."
Vulture picks up and fires the high-tech weapon which Mason was working on. A blue ray zaps Brice, burning him down to ashes. Brice's gauntlet clatters to the ground. The weapon powers down. Vulture looks on, a little confused. Schultz eyes the ashes.
"Damn."
Still confused, Vulture speaks to Mason.
"I thought this was the antigravity gun."
"What? No, that's that one."
Mason points to another weapon. Dropping the weapon on the worktable, Vulture approaches Brice's remains. He picks up the Shocker's gauntlet and cleans off the ashes. He then tosses the gauntlet to Schultz.
"Here. Now you're the Shocker. Go out there and find that weapon he lost."
"All right."
Vulture walks off.
~End~
