answers to reviewers questions or statements:
t alexander9167: Things will stay the same, like Sovereign and Saren and some of the planets like Virmire, Feros and Therum but they'll be a lot more going on. Mass Effect 2 and 3, aside from the general theme of the Collectors attacks and Reaper invasion will be different in terms of story. Certain events will happen, others wont. My Shepard uses Biotics.
NEEMA: We'll see.
Bobwhy: Not all Eclipse mercs have shields or barriers for their armor, some just have that, armor. So Peter's attacks and webs will be able to affect them a lot more than the ones with shields and or barriers.
DarkDevilKnight: We'll see Tali's reaction to Peter's... power set.
Harbinger of Kaos: Hmm...
Issac LB: I was going off the in game mechanics when some enemies hit you they affect the barriers and health, like say a Brute or Husk. I overlooked the in lore portion where physical trauma doesn't affect them all that much. It'll be fixed onward.
collinstanley: I'm aware of how they work and it was something I overlooked and forgot about and have since fixed, no need to be an ass about it.
Mr Guest: Peter and Shepard's meeting will be fun, lots of dry humor and double innuendos going around. Peter's gonna have fun with some of the tech that's in the Mass Effect universe and a number of people will be taking a close interest in how Peter is able to physically match and even surpass Krogan in terms of raw physical strength.
Newavenger92: There will be... tension between some of the women. Such as Jack and Miranda, Miranda and Tali, Miranda and Shepard, Shepard and Ashely, Liara and Ashely and Tali and Blasto.
Codespider616: Yes.
The Red Ghost22: Who says it'll be a long time until Miranda shows up?
Warning: Jack aka Subject Zero is a violent, uncaring sociopath that's been to multiple prisons, cults, pirate gangs and god knows what else and thus has little shame in what she says or does. So if her insults and language are offensive to you... whelp, what'd you expect?
Disclaimer: I don't own any Marvel or Mass Effect characters seen, mentioned or used.
Peter had to admit, the air ducts he was crawling through had to be the cleanest he's ever gone through.
There wasn't a spec of dust, dead alien bugs, trash or some weird homeless man named Bill that wanted to your fingers so he could grow an extra hand and use said extra hand to take over Mutant Kind so that was he could run for president.
For the love of god, don't ask.
"Wish this thing had better air flow though, feels like I'm crawling through an oven!" Peter said as he came to a junction and chose to crawl upwards rather than keep going forward.
For the past half hour he's been going left, right, up, down and even back tracked a few times in trying to find another way out of this alien facility. The Eclipse personnel that were rummaging through the place had sent a few of their people into the air ducts, along with these weird glowing holographic orbs, to try and flush him out. Aside from a few close calls, Peter's been able to avoid them for the most part and simply make his way out of one air duct and crawl into another one.
Peter paused as he picked up the muffled sounds of several of Eclipse mercs shouting and crawling through the air ducts behind him. He listened for a few moments, trying to see just how far they were before he felt his spider-sense tingle and the air duct he was in begin to shake. Without another word, he quickly began to crawl forward as the shaking began to increase and Peter felt his teeth begin to rattle from the sheer intensity of the vibrations.
"Oh god I hoped they didn't turn on the heater" Peter said with a shake of his head before his spider-sense forced him to stop just as several energy rounds suddenly shot up from the 'ground' in front of him and embed themselves in the 'ceiling'.
"Did you get him?" a human voice asked with eagerness before a female voice replied, causing the man to huff "Well, try to rip the ducts open than!"
The air ducts began to shake again and Peter quickly raced over the small bullet holes before several more appeared followed by a yell of frustration from the man and his alien companion. Peter glanced back to see that odd blue purple energy leaking through the bullets holes before they began to tear and split apart. Unwilling to stick around to see what happens, Peter quickly crawled away before enough of the air duct could be ripped apart to expose him to the gun men below.
'Where's the exit, where's the exit, where's the exit?' Peter thought to himself as he was forced to dodge several more shots from below, a challenge given how limited his maneuverability was in such a tight space.
He could also hear the voices behind him, the Eclipse members that were already in the air ducts trying to flush him out personally. In fact, he could just make out the scraping of their armor against the duct's surface as they slowly made their way through. If he didn't find a way out of this place fast, he'd be boxed in and than he'd be in real trouble.
"Gotta slow them down" Peter said to himself as he looked at the 'tunnel' he came down through with a thoughtful expression on his face before he had an idea.
He quickly raised his arms and began to cover the air duct in webbing, creating a thick barrier to block the approaching Eclipse mercs. He hoped they didn't have anything that could either burn through or cut through it any time soon.
"Can't believe I didn't think of this sooner" Peter said with a shale of his head as he crawled ahead another several meters before creating another barrier of webbing "Some genius I am. *Sigh*, I just know Connors is looking down at me from lizard heaven and wondering what in the hell he was thinking in taking me on!"
Though to be fair he isn't used to people willing to follow him into air ducts like this to try and get him.
With another sigh and a shake of his head, Peter continued to make his way through the maze network of alien air ducts, eager to find a way out of this place. The sounds of pursuit from the Eclipse mercenaries began to lessen and Peter was beginning to find the air within the duct growing more and more humid. The air was also starting to lack that odd staleness to it, hinting that Peter was nearing a duct that either led to the outside or at the very least was getting close to an opening of some sort. With a burst of eagerness, Peter doubled his pace and scrambled down the air duct like some sort of demented creature with how his movements looked in such a low lighting setting.
After several minutes of crawling and climbing, Peter finally reached a shaft that led to a vent that seemed to exit out into the world outside. Peter's enhanced hearing could make out a multitude of sounds coming from the outside that definitely sounded alien compared to the critters he was used to hearing back home.
He could also hear a lot of shouting.
'Wonder what their yelling about?' Peter thought, the voices weren't human given that the words they were shouting were unknown to him.
Carefully Peter approached the duct and peeked through the vent to see a number of the Eclipse men and women rushing out of a doorway a few meters below Peter towards one of the ships they came in on. Peter watched as they shouted and shoved each other as they scrambled on to the ship before the doors slid close and it began to rapidly rise into the air.
"Hmmmm, small army of punks with advance weaponry and weird blue-ish purple powers suddenly pulling back, at an alarming rate? That could only mean one thing" Peter said as he cupped his chin in thought before he snapped his fingers "It's Taco Tuesday"
Or, they were about to bring out the big guns and they didn't want to get caught in the crossfire.
"Whelp, I better follow their lead and get the hell out of here too" Peter said as he rolled his shoulders before he placed his hands on the vent and began to push outwards until it 'popped' out of the frame and he let it fall to the ground.
Without another word, Peter crawled out and on to the wall beneath the open duct and took a deep breath as he finally got a clear view of the alien world he's been brought to.
"Huh, it's actually pretty nice out here" Peter said as he looked around "Not too hot, not too cold. Just the right amount of comfort to almost have me forget I'm on a alien world in a alternate future in a alternate universe with people shooting at me"
The air had an odd smell to it, likely because he's smelling alien plant life instead of the typical flowers and trees back on Earth.
It was than that Peter's suit seemed to shiver and tighten around him, causing him to pause and look down at it with surprise "Huh?"
Before Peter could figure out what exactly was happening with his suit, one of the small ships the Eclipse people came in earlier suddenly raced by over head again, causing a number of branches on the trees to shake and some of their leaves to fall as the shuttle came to a hovering stop a few meters ahead of Peter. The wall crawler felt his spider-sense go into overdrive as the ship's doors slip open and allow a singular occupant to jump out and land with a light thud.
It was a woman, not very tall, only standing around five-six with maybe another half inch added on. She was also clad in noticeably less armor than the people Peter's been dealing with. She was dressed in what looked like some sort of sleeveless black biker vest, a pair of worn low-slung jeans, and steel-toe boots with more buckles than Peter knew what to do with. Her eyes were covered by some sort of sunglasses or visor that Peter honestly thought looked kind of dumb and reminded him of those weird retro visors he once saw Cage run around with. Her head was shaven, showing with a few tattoos on the side of her head while her right ear had some sort of piercing attached to it. The wall crawler also noticed that her arms and other parts of exposed flesh were completely covered in tattoos.
All in all, not the kind of girl you'd bring home to Aunt May.
'If anything, she's the kind of girl that Aunt May would say to stay away from less she drag me into delinquency' Peter thought with a snort as the woman cracked her neck as she approached the facility before she stopped and looked up at him.
"So your the little cunt giving these fuck trouble?" the woman said in a annoyed tone as she eyed him up and down "Figures I get the freak that likes to dress in full body black leather"
"It's not leather" Peter said as he rubbed the back of his head "It's actually a advance bio-organic suit that I came across-"
"And your a fucking nerd too" the woman said with a shake of her head "Of fucking course your a fucking nerd. Fuck me, why do I always have to deal with this fucking lame ass shit?"
"You kiss your mother with that mouth?" Peter frowned at the woman's crass language.
"What if I do?" the woman asked with a smirk as she folded her arms across her chest "Would you wanna watch fuck boy? Maybe jerk off to me and my momma going down on each other like we're in some kind of fucking porno?"
"Uh, no, I'd rather not" Peter said with a shake of his head.
"Why not, you look like one of those faggots from those fucking BDSM vids" the woman gestured to Peter's attire "All you need is a fucking whip or a ball gag and your a fucking perfect fit"
Peter sighed at this "Despite the use of an all black body suit, I'm not into BDSM"
"No, your just into some freaky ass bondage" the woman said with a snort.
Peter's brow twitched at this before he took a deep breath and decide to be the adult between the two of them "Look, I just need-"
Peter's request was cut off as the small woman was suddenly radiating in that odd purple blue energy before she sent a wave of it towards him, far larger and more potent looking than what he's seen so far.
"-toooo dodge that!" Peter yelped as he crouched low before he leaped into the air with every bit of strength he had in his legs.
The woman stared with a slack jaw at watching just how high Peter had leaped into the air before landing on a nearby tree branch while the wave of energy she shot at him slammed into the facility wall he was sticking to. Peter watched with wide eyes as the surface of the wall was ripped and shattered before he turned his attention back towards the woman.
"Did you just seriously try to use that on me?!" Peter pointed towards the now devastated wall "Are you out of your mind? What it that hit me?!"
The woman seemed shaken out of her daze and glared at Peter "That was the point asshole!"
"Well it's a bad point" Peter said as he watched the woman covered in that odd energy again.
"POINT THIS!" the woman yelled as she began throw small concentrated balls of the energy gathering around her at Peter.
Luckily she didn't seem to be much of a marksman as some of her shots were way off from Peter. It also helped she didn't seem to have any sort of enhanced speed and reflexes, allowing Peter to easily away from her attacks and use his webs and enhanced agility and speed to stay ahead and slowly outmaneuver the woman.
"So, I gotta ask" Peter said as he used two web lines to yank himself over three of the torso sized energy balls being thrown at him "What do they call you? I mean with your very distinctive appearance compared to the rest and the fact they called you in to deal with me, you have to have a special name. I mean, you Eclipse guys do that kind of thing, right?"
The woman's response was to let out an enraged yell as she built up a large amount of energy around her being sending it towards him at speeds that would seem fast to someone that didn't almost on a regular dodge gunfire, sometimes at point blank range.
"Is it solar flare or something? You know, keep with the whole cosmic theme you guys are going for?" Peter asked as he landed in a crouch behind the woman, causing her to quickly turn with a fist encased in dark blue energy raised to send flying into his face.
Peter leaned back to avoid the strike as his spider-sense practically shook his head from the sheer intensity it was going off. He was expected for the hit to miss him and allow him to land one of his own on the woman... what he wasn't expecting was for the energy to shoot off the woman's arm and slam right into him with the force of a freight train. Peter's vision briefly went dark and himself seem to float before he found himself flying through the air and into a tree with enough force to crack it's surface.
'...Ow' Peter thought as he found himself struggling to breath as he slid to the ground.
Peter's been hit by a lot of powerhouses in his time. Taking punches from beings like Rhino, Sandman, the Hulk, Juggernaut, Stark's Hulkbuster armor and blasts from energy from people that could put out a power output to charge a nuclear reactor, had more or less conditioned Peter to a degree to take hits from people way outside his weight class. But what this woman had hit him with, whatever that weird energy she and a few of those blue skinned alien women could make, definitely made it to the top ten of most painful hits from a enemy.
'Fuck...' Peter thought with a chocked cough as he looked down to see the suit around his chest had been seemingly ripped apart to expose burnt and torn flesh over what was his chest and upper torso.
Before he could begin to evaluate the damage, the suit began to repair and recover the wound, albeit at a very notable sluggish pace. It was almost like the suit was every bit knocked senseless as he felt.
'Huh... weird' Peter thought as he looked up to see the woman approaching him with a smirk on her face.
Her movements screamed confidence and self assurance in her power and her odds against him. Landing a hit like she did on him, and seeing him struggling to even breath, seemed to give her a boost in confidence. He's seen that plenty of times in his fights with the likes of Shocker when the guy can land a actual hit on Peter after spending the better part of half an hour dancing around him and having him waste his gauntlets power trying to hit him.
'Hate to say it... she hits harder than him' Peter thought as he tried to climb to his feet only for a spike of pain to race up from his chest and cause him to let out a grunt as he slumped back to the ground 'Really hard'
"Oh, nothing smart to say fuck face?" the woman said as she came to a stop before Peter and looked down at him with a smirk as she placed a hand on her hip.
"Give me a second..." Peter breathed out as he tried to resist the urge to simply fall unconsciousness "You uh... you took my breath away..."
The woman gave Peter a deadpanned stare "Seriously?"
Peter gave the woman a weak smile under his mask before he found his body encased in the blue and purple energy she's been shooting at him and slowly lifted him into the air. It felt like a telekinetic grip that he's been hit with by some people in the past, namely from a mind reading, cold hearted blonde that's on the X-men, but this felt like Peter was floating in water in a sense. There was this odd feeling washing over him, it didn't hurt, yet, but it was a bit uncomfortable.
'If I make it out of this, I really need to see what the hell this stuff is' Peter thought as the woman held Peter in her grip and quirked her head to the side as she stared at him.
"So just what the fuck are you anyway? Some freaky Cerberus science project?" she asked with a hint of venom in her voice.
"N-No... Oscorp" Peter said as he tried to move but found his body completely immobilized.
"Never heard of them" the woman said with a shrug.
"Earth based..." Peter said as he tried to think of a way out of this situation "Used to be a big American company back in the day"
The woman made a humming sound at this before she raised her hand, and by proxy raised Peter, before she slammed into the ground, hard. Peter let out a pained cough as he was lifted into the air again and repeatedly slammed into the ground several more times before he was flung across the small clearing and into the wall of the facility. before Peter could regain his bearings, he found himself being dragged across the ground, seemingly hitting every half buried stone, root and pile of dirt. He could faintly hearing the woman laughing with every hit Peter experienced before he found himself being lifted back into the air and brought face to face again with the woman.
The smirk she had fell as she noticed the tears that littered Peter's suit began to self repair.
"The fuck is that thing?" she asked.
"I told you, it's a advance bio-" Peter began before he was hit by a small blast of energy from the woman that sent him rolling across the ground.
"I'm sure the nerds back in Eclipse can figure it out" the woman said as she approached Peter as he tried to c;limb back to his feet "They've got enough Salarians for it"
She came to a stop and stared down at Peter as he forced himself to his knees before he looked up at her with those unnervingly large blank lenses of his. If she looked hard enough, she swore she could see the barest hints of her reflection in them before she pulled her leg back, flowing with blue and purple energy, and sent it right towards the black clad man. Peter watched her leg coming towards him in what could be considered almost slow motion thanks to his spider-sense manipulating his five senses and nervous system in a way that would allow him to process the surrounding environment and react accordingly. It didn't happen often, only when the blow coming towards him had a strong possibility of killing him and thus is spider-sense seemed to go into overdrive to make sure that didn't happen.
It was like an adrenaline rush... but way more intense.
"The f-" the woman said with wide eyes as she watched Peter suddenly moved in a blur.
In the span of a second, Peter was standing, if barely, next to the woman while her kick met nothing but air. Peter didn't give her chance to even comprehend what happened before he sent a very, very light jab into her side. Considering he could barely concentrate given that his chest was still hurting and was unaware of how durable the woman was, he didn't want to accidently send his fist through her.
'That's something I'd rather not deal with. Last thing I need is this universe's government after my red and blue butt... black and white butt' Peter thought as his strike caused the woman to let out a pained yelp as she stumbled back, clutching ide in pain, before she tripped over her feet and fell back.
Peter didn't give her any time to react as he raised both arms and began to shoot streams of thick webbing to cocoon and pin the violent woman to the ground. Within seconds Peter was looking at only the woman's bald, tattooed head while the rest was bound in a cocoon so strong that the wall crawler himself would be struggling to break free.
"Now than... are you ready to talk like a civilized person?" Peter asked the glaring woman.
"When I get out of this, I'm gonna use what's left of your skull for a Vorcha cum dumpster" she snarled.
"Eh, better than shooting glowing energy at me" Peter said with a shrug, wondering what a 'Vorcha' was before deciding it was probably best not to know.
Some things were just better left a mystery.
"So, since I beat you, you mind telling me who you are exactly?" Peter asked as he crouched down next to the woman and watched with a barely restrained smile as the woman struggled to break free, let alone move.
"Fuck you!"
"If that's your real name, I can see why you don't like telling people it" Peter said with a chuckle "Sounds like your insulting them"
"You mother fucking fucker, fucking fuck!" the woman yelled as she began to struggle even more, causing Peter's spider-sense to begin tingling as he saw wisps of that odd blue and purple energy starting to appear "AHHHHHH!"
"Your certainly loud, that's for sure" Peter said as he made a show of rubbing his ear before he snapped his fingers "Oh I get it now, your called sonic boom, aren't ya?"
"My name..." the woman stopped struggling and glared at Peter with such intense rage, that it could rival the Hulk's in sheer potency "Is Jack"
"Jack?" Peter blinked at the man as he quirked to head to the side "Like Jackeline?"
"It's just Jack you fucking leather wearing faggot!" Jack hissed as she tried struggling again before letting out a frustrated yell "GAAHHH, what the fuck is this shit?"
"Web fluid" Peter answered with a shrug "Normally I have shooters for it, but my suit can make it naturally, so-"
"You covered and restrained me in your fucking cum?!" Jack said, her eyes widening with disgust.
Peter's brow twitched at this "It's not seamen, it's simply-"
"Cum" Jack said with a snarl of disgust "Didn't have the decency of buying me a fucking dinner first before you just shot your load all over me, huh? Is that what you do? Get a girl all worked up by playing hard to get than blasting her with your fucking suit cum?"
"It's not seamen, it's web flui-" Peter began before he was interrupted by Jack.
"Suit cum"
"IT'S NOT SUIT CUM!" Peter yelled before he stopped and took a deep breath and narrowed his lenses at Jack "It's technically excess bio-mass that my suit produces that takes the form of webbing which after accidently spilling some of my actual web fluid on, it seemed to copy and mimic the formula to a degree and-"
"All I'm hearing is that you came on this thing and now it makes it's own cum for you to shoot people with" Jack said with a straight face, causing Peter to let out a frustrated yell.
"It's not suit cum!" he said as he pointed towards Jack "Stop calling it that!"
"Or what, bitch?" Jack asked with a snort "You gonna actually cum on me instead?"
"What-?" Peter started before he shook his head "NO!"
"Aww, what's wrong?" Jack asked in a baby like voice "Is that leather wearing freak a little empty? Or does he need help getting it out?"
"I don't need help" Peter snapped before he took a deep breath and rubbed his brows in aggravation "Jesus, I thought Felicia was bad, but you lady, take the cake in being the most crass, perverse woman I've ever met"
"Just the kinda gal you'd take home to mom, aren't I?" Jack asked with a smirk.
Peter stared at Jack with perhaps the driest look he's ever given anybody in the entirety of his existence "Not even close"
Just the mere thought of his sweet old innocent Aunt May being in the same room as this violet, perverse woman was enough to give himself a heart attack. God knows how his Aunt would react.
...
"Oh hello dear, I'm May Par-" Aunt May held a hand out before Jack leaned back and sent her head right into the elderly woman's face, causing her to fall back clutching it with both hands while Jack looked down at her with a smirk.
"Name's Jack you old raggedy ass bitch!"
...
'That's best case scenario' Peter thought with a shake of his head before he saw that Jack was still struggling to break free.
"When I get out of this, I'm gonna carve your fucking head off with a fucking spoon!" Jack snarled as sweat began to build on her brow.
"Good luck with that" Peter said dryly "My webbing can stop a rhino from charging. I doubt your hundred and fifty pound-"
"WHAT?!" Jack said with wide eyes before they narrowed as her eyes began to glow along with her exposed head and likely her restrained body beneath the webbing.
Peter watched with wide eyes while his spider-sense flared as the webbing in certain parts began to tear and deuterate as the energy that Jack's been using began to flare almost uncontrollably.
"Oh sugar honey ice tea" Peter said before he leaped back as Jack let out an enraged yell followed by what could only be called a small nuclear like explosion of purple and blue energy.
The force of the blast sent Peter flying as bits of his suit began to burn from the energy before it just as quickly repaired itself. He quickly corrected his body's position in the air so that he landed in a roll and sprung back up to his feet while Jack climbed back to her feet, breathing heavily and her body literally glowing from the blue, purple energy that roared around her like fire.
"Uhhh, I'm gonna take this as my que to make like a baby and head out" Peter said as he began to back up slowly, never taking his eyes off Jack as she let out an enraged yell and sent a literal tsunami of energy towards him "Oh you agree with me, cool!"
Peter crouched low for a second before he shot off straight into the air and shot a web line out and used it to swing away, deeper into the alien jungle, while Jack's attack slammed into a variety of trees and low laying plants, decimating them as if they were caught in the middle of a nuclear explosion and a hurricane.
"HEY, GET BACK HERE FUCK STICK!" Jack yelled as she gave chase, her body still burning with energy "I"M GONNA RIP YOUR FUCKING HEAD OFF!"
One way or another, Jack wasn't leaving this planet until that fucker was dead for calling her fat.
No one calls a all powerful bitch fat and gets away with it.
...
And done.
Next chapter, FUBAR...