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XXXxxx Hands of Fate xxxXXX
Peter still stood in awe looking at the former Avatar's Monument. He finally blinked as he snapped out of his small trance.
He put his goggles back in their proper position, "O.K. Parker get it together. Let's review, Madame Web recruits you to stop the Goblin and his crew from wreaking havoc on reality with the mystical fragments, then you help the other Spider-men in taking down Mysterio, we say our goodbyes and instead of getting home I end up here with some creepy twins greeting you and your not sure they were even real." He finished.
He jumped down from the perch and walked to the ledge of the roof. He shrugged, "Well I'm not going to get anything done up here." He placed his foot on the ledge and looked down to get a better look at the pedestrians.
He was about to jump and start exploring the new city then it hit him. If Madame Web didn't know about his predicament then maybe the additional powers she gave him were gone. He turned around and pointed his hand at the wall behind him. He made the web gesture and got the satisfying thwip sound as the white web line made contact.
"Well that's still in order." He said. He then jumped to the wall and stuck to it. "Wall crawling still in check." He detached and walked back to the ledge and turned his attention to the lively street below. Peter tapped into his spider-sense and the busy street came to life in a way only he could see. He saw every pedestrian, oddly shaped cars, and dark alley way. It was all as clear as day. "And so is the spider-sense." He finished.
He looked on through the vast cityscape, "Better get a move on."
Spider-man jumped off the roof and began to web swing through Republic City.
His superhuman agility and reflexes made his traverse through with little effort which left the wall crawler plenty of time to think to himself.
'This city looks like New York with elements of …" he pondered on it a bit as he made another web line then the answer came to him, 'Shanghai, this place looks like The Big Apple with Chinese overtones.' He remembered the Asian metropolis from one of Aunt May's National Geographic magazines.
His thoughts on the city's architectural build was interrupted by loud crash. Spider-man landed on the side of a downtown low rise building adjacent from the scene. A shopkeeper was trembling as three shady looking men surrounded him. He saw a destroyed news paper stand. "This can't be good." Peter said.
"Please," the shopkeeper begged to the three assailants, "I can't pay you now just give me more time."
The leader, from the looks of him, was wearing a light blue trench coat and a brown fedora with a light blue strap around it. A malicious grin appeared on his face.
"Shang my friend," the leader walked around the shopkeeper, "we can't just tolerate one of our clients being late on payments. I mean, if we let everyone on the block to be late with the payments well…let's just say tardiness in not in Mr. Zolt's best interests."
Spider-man watched the exchange and it made his blood boil. This was a common practice back home and it appears that this world wasn't a stranger to it.
"Extortion." He muttered, rage and venom was evident in his voice. The crime was a misdemeanor compared to The Goblin's regular activities but it was all the same to him. The sight Uncle Ben's mutilated corpse and his mentor, Ben Urich, bullet riddled body flashed through his mind at the thought of The Goblin. This may not be his world or his fight but he would never turn his back on someone in need and he wasn't going to start now. Spider-man dropped down from his stalking position and landed silently. 'They don't look armed,' he thought as he thought as he made his way to the shop, 'so this shouldn't be too hard.'
He would've usually gone with the stealth approach but these jokers weren't packing tommy guns, hell they didn't even have bats or crowbars, so he decided to go full frontal with the goons. Their lack of weapons did spark a question however. 'If these guys weren't armed then why was the shopkeeper so afraid of them? Sure they could still ruff the guy up and wreck the shop a little but the guy looked like the trio was going to kill him.' He thought as he calmly walked to the thugs in the darkness. 'Maybe there on a budget or something'.
"Hey" he yelled at the attacker, they all turned to the voice, "Leave the guy alone before I ball you up."
The gangsters looked confused at first. It was dark outside and all they saw was a silhouette and a pair of brilliant white lights for eyes. They then had a collective fit of laughter.
"Oh wow the circus must be in town." One of the thugs said. The guy was shorter than the others; he wore all black clothing and sported a vicious scar over his right eye.
The leader spoke up. "Looks like Shang's got friends in strange places," the laughter faded from the him and the group, "All right boy lets deal with this clown then move on to Shan's fine little establishment."
With the declaration of attack Spider-man moved to strike first. He jumped up and shot a web line at the leader and zipped towards him. He closed the gap in a blink of an eye and was fully revealed by the street light. He grabbed the leader by his coat collar and flipped over him. The web-head then used his forward momentum and threw the guy clear through the shops front window just missing the shopkeeper.
The altercation happened so fast that his friends barely had time to react. The scared one let out a small war cry and something unexpected happened. The wall crawler expected a punch or a kick. He didn't expect a huge blast of fire to come his way. His spider-sense saved him from the roast of a lifetime. He back flipped away from the fire attack. Parker landed in a crouched position as he saw the other criminal stomp and again he was surprised to see a decent sized slab of rock being suspended in the air. The green clad thug threw a wide haymaker which sent the rock flying towards him. Spider-man dodged the fast moving boulder with ease. He kept the process going, the two assailants continued throwing rocks and fire at the web slinger and he kept dodging them.
Another boulder whizzed by his head. "Whoa! What is this!?"
The stray boulders and fire blasts caused a lot of damage to the surrounding area and a small crowd of onlookers was forming around them. There must've been a few apartment complexes around the shopping district.
'I've got to get on the offensive and end this before someone gets hurt." He thought as another fire blast missed him.
The wall crawler shot a web ball into the pyrokinetic's face. He panicked as the web came into contact with the upper portion of his face. He tried to rip the web off with no avail. This left the stone chucker open as his friend was virtually neutralized.
"What is this stuff!?" he yelled as he frantically scratched at the webbing.
The green colored thug ignored his screaming comrade and continued to throw stones at the masked vigilante. Spider-man now focused on the earth mover. He went into a full sprint towards the thug who was still throwing rocks at him. He vaulted over the first stone, ducked under the second, and jumped with a twist to avoid the third. He closed in on the thug and threw a heavy left hook to the thugs dome. A collective 'ooh' was heared from the crowd and the blow made contact. The guy hit the ground face first, knocked out cold and missing a tooth.
He webbed him to the ground and grinned under his mask, "Sleep tight chump."
The web slinger then turned to see the pyrokinetic, his back turned to him, still panicking. He shot a web line at the guys back. He pulled hard which launched triad goon towards the hero. He ducked under the airborne criminal and caught his ankle before he flew past him. He swung the man like guy like a baseball bat to the pavement. He then pounced on him and delivered a single punch to the back of the thug's head. Spider-man then webbed him to the ground like his friend.
The small crowd cheered as they witnessed the defeat of the triad enforcers. Peter heard a few of their comments.
A woman pointed at Peter, "That guy just took on the Triple Threats and won."
"Yeah," a man replied still no believing what he saw, "And he ain't even a bender."
Peter ignored the crowed as he walked to the shopkeeper. "Sorry about the mess mister." He looked at the broken window with the unconscious gang leader sprawled out in the shop.
The shopkeeper hugged the hero he was startled by the gesture. "Forget the window kid you saved my life," he smiled, "What's your name anyway?"
Peter gently pushed the man away. "The names Spider-man."
"Spider-man?" The shop owner repeated with a cocked eyebrow. "Funny name pal, you wouldn't happen to be with the equalists would you?"
"…The what?" He was genuinely confused.
"You know the equalist. They protect non bender from the bending elite and the bending triads. I figured since you're not a bender and you took down these benders and you look like one of those chi blocker guys and I figure you're in league with them. By the way what was that thing you did with the webs?"
"Ahh…?" The guy was speaking English but Peter couldn't understand a word he was saying. As he was working on an answer but his spider sense blazed to life.
"Stay where you are!" A voice yelled through a loudspeaker as a flood light shined over Spider-man and the subdued triple threats.
Peter looked up and saw a large green and grey colored air ship. The metal hulk reminded him of the stories Uncle Ben told him about The Great War. Five men dismounted from the airship. They shot out metal cables to slow their descent. The police officers were metallic armor that covered the torso and most of their extremities. The captain made his way to the shopkeeper and himself while the other four police officers surveyed the crime scene.
"Well ain't that something." Spider-man said.
One of the officers walked over to see the downed triad earthbender and observed the webbing he was covered in, "What is this gunk?"
"Don't know." Another policeman replied as he kneeled down to get a better look at the firebender, "Someone tore these guys apart."
The crowed started to disperse as the police force created a perimeter around the crime scene. The commanding officer took one look at the masked man and knew he had a hand in this destruction. "You." He pointed at the young hero.
"That's me." He replied.
The captain didn't take kindly to the wise crack but he didn't show it. "We need you to come with us young man." He said with a hint of aggression. This guy was all business.
Peter found himself at a crossroad and went through his options. He could go with the 'nice' man and try to explain his inter-dimensional plight or he could use the tried and true method of getting the hell of dodge. He opted for the former, after all law enforcement, no matter which reality, didn't take kindly to masked vigilantism.
'If it ain't broke.' He thought as he went into action. The web head vaulted over the captains head, dunking his helmet over his eyes. He web zipped to a building behind the other officers. He stuck to the side of a small apartment building. He thought he was home free but his spider sense buzzed as a steel cable snaked around his right arm.
"You're under arrest!" One of the cops barked
The cop was astonished at what came next. Instead of the perp going down like a brick when he pulled the cable, nothing happened. His arm wouldn't even budge let alone his whole body. The cop even earthbent his feet to the ground to get a better grip but the wall crawler wouldn't move from his spot on the brick wall.
'Is anything normal in this world?' Peter thought as the officer kept pulling in vain. 'Says the guy with spider power. I'll just figure things out when I lose these yahoos.'
Spider-man yanked the steel cable ending his little tug of war with the metal copper. The poor guy hit the wall hard and almost went through it. We webbed the copper down and got clear from the building. Two his friends climbed up to free him while the other two went in pursuit of the web head.
Spider-man did impossible flips and maneuvers as he swung through the night. He noticed a few of the airships spot lights trying to get a bead on him. He took a hard right and noticed the coppers were still on his tail. They rode on power lines and sparks flew under their boots. 'These guys just won't quit.' He thought as he zipped over another low rise. "Gotta lose the guys somehow."
The airship wasn't very fast and visibility was low without it. The only other light came from the moon and some dim street lamps. Peter came up with a plan.
In the middle of a web swing, instead of making another web line he reached back and web zipped backwards. He streaked right past the posse. The cops screeched to a halt with just enough time to see Spider-man back flip in midflight.
He gave his pursuers a two finger salute as he plunged to the dark streets. "Gentlemen."
They ran over the ledge and jumped down. The airship shined its flood light on the city block but Spider-man was nowhere to be found.
"Where did he go!?"
"Don't know but keep your eyes peeled. He couldn't have gotten far."
The Metal benders continued their search but found nothing. The so called Spider-man had made his escape.
XXXxxx Downtown District xxxXXX
The night was winding down and sunrise wasn't too far away. Peter lost the costume in a sense. He walked the streets in a makeshift disguise with the increased police presence. He unbuttoned his vest and wore it inside out to hide the spider insignia. The mask and gloves were stuffed in his pockets. His sleeves were rolled up and he untucked his pants out of his old airmen boots. Peter wore his coke bottle glasses to better hide his identity. He looked the part of an average citizen on a midnight stroll. Web slinging was a hell of a lot faster but he was lucky to escape the fuzz and he wasn't about to test lady luck twice in one night.
He made his way to a large city park. The park was a dead ringer for Central Park. Ornimate bushes and ponds definitely reminded the young man of home. The hero found a bench and slumped down on it. With all of the excitement of dealing with Mysterio, being transported to a strange world, smacking around the dumb palookas hassling the shop keeper, and escaping the police exhausted despite his superhuman endurance.
He yawned. "I'm beat."
' I've got a lot of work to do if I'm going to survive this crazy world, but right know catching some Z's is top priority.'
He took off his glasses and folded his arms. Peter leaned back and fell out of consciousness. Sure he didn't have a roof over his head but hey it beats Hooverville.
A/N: And that concludes chapter 2. Hope you guys liked it. What did you guys think of the fight scene was it good or bad please let me know in the reviews.
Aztec 13: Seriously dude your reviews got this chapter out faster. Thanks for the encouragement bro.
Guest: I know I've been reading stories on this sight for years and have yet to see anything spider-man/avatar related. I was like really, I'm the only one thinking about this and thus Hands of Fate was born. Regarding the darkness of Spider-man Noir comic I wasn't going to make it too dark. I'm basically using both the video game and comic versions of spiderman noir. He will be serious but he does have a dark sense of humor about him.
To everyone else: This isn't a crossover where you might see a few interesting chapters and then never see it updated again. I intend to finish the story to the best of my ability. If there is a delay I will let you know on my profile page. Thanks for all the follows and reviews. Every email notification helps get this story out so thanks. YOU LIKE ME YOU RALLY LIKE ME! Lol god bless.