A/N: I don't own Spider-Man or The Legend of Korra
XXXxxx Central City Station xxxXXX
Peter ended his tour of the city at the Former Firelords statue. The monument wielded flame in a victorious and proud manner over the train station's courtyard.
"I think that enough sightseeing for one night." He told himself. The web head decided to see the statue after Gummu told him about it and his description didn't do it justice. The monument had a stern look on its steel face but it also had hint of sincerity. It was as if the stature was saying 'never again.' Parker wore that look often.
Parker yawned and looked at the clock tower, 3:19. "Man time flies. I didn't think it would take this long to see this half of the city. I'd say it's time to pack it in." He was about to head back to the tunnel shelter to get some shut eye but a loud bang stopped him. "Sigh, what know?"
The chaos crescendo as he swung closer to the scene. When he arrived he saw two gangs of benders fighting it out on the open street. One group was bending fire while the other was bending water. The fire benders wore matching sleeveless shirts, crimson vests, red sashes wrapped around their waists and leather arm bands wrapped around their arms. The waterbenders wore black long sleeve tunics with stylized red waves stitched in them. The two gangs were in the middle of a turf battle.
Peter was a little irritated and annoyed about the disturbance. "Gotta love that Parker luck."
There was no slow walk or intimidating voice tonight, just a quick clean scrap. This was also a golden opportunity to get some experience fighting water benders. He jumped right in the middle of the fray. Both of the parties stopped fighting after Spider-Man landed in a crouch. They weren't afraid of the wall crawler's intrusion buy they were shocked by the sudden appearance. One of the benders recognized the vigilante and turned to his fellow waterbenders. "I think I heard about this guy." He pointed at the Spider-Man as he stood up. "That's the guy who stomped those Triple Threats the other night."
Pete cocked an eyebrow under his mask. 'News travels fast around here. Maybe the rumor was so grandiose that no one believed it. Did the bending triads have such a strangle hold on the city that no one could fathom that someone would stand up to them. Every bender in this city couldn't be a criminal could they? Definitely food for thought.' He pushed the thought out of his mind.
The waterbenders friend bent some water close to him in preparation for the do-gooders attack. "Those were just rumors man. There's no way some non-bender took those scrubs." He turned to Spider-Man and froze some water around his fist. "Listen freak, you either make like a buzzard wasp and beat it or the Red Monsoons are gonna put you in da dirt." He grinned; he knew this weirdo would run for his life, everyone else did.
One of the red vested firebenders spoke up. "First these stupid Monsoons wonder onto Agni Kai territory and now this!?" He laughed. "There must be someth'en in the water."
Spider-Man had enough of the brain dead trash talk. "You hoods have two options. You can sit here and wait for the police to houl your sorry hides off to jail or we can go with the fun option." He popped his knuckles and steeled himself for the eventual fight. And sure enough his spider-sense screamed. The wily Monsoon who threatened him earlier ran forward with a wake of water trailing behind him. He wrapped the water around his fist and iced it over. He was about to hit the web head from behind but Spider-Man simply side stepped the attacker, grabbed his arm, and performed a simple judo throw over his shoulder. He crashed into one the Agni Kais.
"Get offa me!" The firebender shoved the monsoon off of him.
Spider-man went into his fighting stance. "Ah I love a good scrap!" He ran to one of the firebenders and flipped over the fire blast. His planted his boots on his shoulders and grabbed his head and slammed it on the ground. The Agni Kai lay limp on the street. A monsoon shot whips of water from a nearby fountain and turned them into ice spikes. Spider-Man dived to the right and flip kicked an Agni Kai in the face. He made a mental note. 'Three down seven to go; gotta keep them mad and unbalanced.' He dodged another fire blast. "Pfft. Common I thought you were firebenders. Does Agni Kai mean gentile summer breeze, because that's all I'm getting out you flakes!" Parker could see the rage on the other Agni Kais faces. 'That's it, get good and mad.'
A guy with dragon tattoos over both arms fumed. "I'll show you some fire spider freak!" He took a deep breath and sent a huge fire blast at the wall crawler. Spider-Man shot two web lines and yanked himself thirty feet in the air. He thwiped the tattooed man's shoulders and flew towards him. He back flipped off the Agni Kai face, breaking his nose and leaving a boots imprint etched in his face. He was out before he hit the ground with his nose running like a faucet. As soon as Spider-Man landed his spider sense rang and he rolled away from a manhole cover just as a geyser of water erupted from a storm drain. He caught the manhole cover and threw it like an Olympic discus at the water bender. The cast iron plate hit the Monsoon square in the diaphragm. The Monsoon fell to the ground and clinched his fractured rib cage. Spider-Man could've thrown iron lid harder, but he wasn't an executioner.
Water smacked Parker's arm hard and a shiver ran up his arm. He gazed at his sepia colored forearm was encased in ice. "What the!?"
"I got em!" A Monsoon almost cheered when someone actually tagged the agile wall crawler.
'Damn it got careless.' He thought as he evaded a fire whip. He didn't consider that waterbenders could manipulate water to such a degree. 'Definitely something to remember.' As much loathed to admit it, he was out of his element when fighting benders. The web head was a glorified brawler and he thrived when trading punches with mobsters and geeks, but these benders were another story. Their effective range was a lot further then his. It was like a Bowie knife going up against two meter roman spears. Just because he had power beyond normal people didn't mean he was garneted a victory, it was easy to forget that sometimes. He jumped over a stray Monsoon. The Monsoon twisted as fast as he could, whipped a thin razor sharp water blade in hopes of slashing the hero. As soon as he turned around Spider-Man clotheslined the chump across his clavicle which shattered the ice like glass. Peter could've sworn he heard a pop. The Monsoon whaled in pain as he attended his broken collarbone.
The last Agni Kai tried to catch the web slinger off guard and launched volley of small fire blasts while he rubbed his forearm to get some warmth back. An all too familiar buzz rang in the back of Spider-Man's head. He fell on his back to avoid the volley. He performed a quick kip up and jumped to the Agni Kai. He landed in front of the firebender and ducked to avoid a panicked fire burst. He threw a heavy uppercut to the firebenders solar plexus and sent him flying. He jumped after the airborne goon. He did a quick web zip to the Agni Kais chest and pulled him in. The wall crawler sent him flying back with a mid-air round house kick. The Agni Kai hit the ground with a loud thud and quickly passed out on the sidewalk.
There were only two Monsoon gangbangers left and Spider-Man stared right at them. They trembled as the Spider-Man calmly made his way to the duo. The Monsoon's did have water to fight but what good would it do them. They saw the way the web slinger moved, the inhuman speed and amazing strength had the two horrified. The two inched away from the advancing vigilante.
The Monsoon turned to his cohort, both still in vain fighting stances, both still slowly backing away from him. "Alright, I know he's tougher then he looks but we still got a shot at winning this. We'll just ice him up like Koga and take him down." His partner in crime eyed Koga, still nursing his shattered collarbone and rocking back and forth in pain. "Yeah, in case you haven't noticed Koga aint looken too good at the moment." Unlike his ally who only showed some fear, his was on full display. His breathing was heavy and he was sweating bullets. The only thing keeping him from high tailing it out of there was his fleeting loyalty to the Red Monsoon gang. The two backed up under a street light. The extra illumination calmed his nerves by an iota.
"I know it's a long shot." He whispered. "But if we don't do something in the next five seconds this guys goin to mop the floor with up." His adrenaline caused the pit of his stomach to sink. His fellow mobster still trembled at the sight of Spider-Man. What really creeped him out was his casual walk to the two. The wall crawler wasn't even bracing for a counter attack or a proper defense, he just kept walking. It was like a spider making his way to a couple of flies caught in its web. His body language told the two that the possibility of failure never entered his mind. A cloud blacked out the moon light and hid the Spider-Man and all they could see was his cold white eyes.
"Filthy vermin!" The web head said in a low angry growl.
That was the straw that broke the cowards resolve. He dropped the suspended water and made a run for it. "Forget the Monsoon's I'm outta here!" His eyes stayed on the glowing dots and he didn't notice the stop sign in front of him and hit his head with full force, knocking himself out.
Spider-Man fought hard not to double over with laughter. His anger dissolved in the sight of the thug's bad luck. He ended up winning that battle. "Huh, how bout that."
With that, the last Monsoon made his attempt to escape. Unlike his idiot friend, he made sure where he was going. The Monsoon was smarter to boot. He knew his chances were slim with that worthless lump on the ground but those chances were at zero by himself. He thought he was home free until he felt something hit his back.
Spider-Man yanked the web line and pulled him in under the street light. The thug was on his back and pulled him in. He sailed past him but just before he passed he elbowed him to the ground and pinned him. His fist was cocked back and ready to deliver the final blow.
"Wait WAIT!" He begged the masked man. "I'll do anything just let me go and we'll be square O.K."
"You'll do anything, but I thought I was just some side show reject?" Peter was enjoying this way too much.
"You're not a side show reject alright. Common I'll do anything. I'll give you 500 yuans to let me walk." He would say anything to escape Spider-Man's wraith.
Spider-Man shook his head. "No can do 'chum', dirty money doesn't agree with me." Peter grinned under his mask. "Well there is one thing you can do for me actually."
The Monsoon's breathing was still sporadic. "Ye…Yeah, you name it man and it's done." A weak smile crept on his face.
"Tell the police and your scum bag boss what happened here tonight. Tell them that the Spider-Man came out of nowhere and singlehandedly beat the crap out of two gangs tonight. Well when you wake up anyway." He said in a particular monotone.
"…What?" That was the last words the Red Monsoon uttered that night as Spider-Man delivered the finishing blow.
Peter stood up and webbed the goon to the ground. He reached in his pocket and dropped something on the downed triad enforcer. He was about to make his way back to the tunnels. The Sirens rang in his ears as the airships were closing in. He began to web swing 'home' and took a look at the clock tower. "Tch 3:27, I thought I was quicker than that."
There was no trace of Spider-Man when the metal benders arrived. They knew it was him with all of the webbing left over from the battle. The only thing they found directly related the law breaker was a card with a stylized black spider drawn on it.
XXXxxx The Bronx Earth 616 xxxXXX
"Alright guys you got to level with me on this." Spider-Man said as he dodged automatic gun fire. "What makes one want to rob an armored truck in the middle of the afternoon in New York of all places?"
He got behind the gunman and threw him to a wall and proceeded to web him there. "I mean you guys do know that this city is the superhero capital of the world right." The second robber was thrown in with his accomplice and was also webbed down. "There's the Avengers, Fantastic Four, Thunderbolts, and the Hero's for Hire, I think, and you 'geniuses' thought it would be a good idea to do a robbery here. Seriously what were you thinking?" The last robber put up a weak retaliation, weak for Spider-Man anyway, and the hero dodged every fist with little effort and continued to belittle the criminals. "You upstanding gents are lucky you're Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man decided to drop by to guide you away from the error of your ways." He caught the robber's fist. "Daredevil wouldn't entertain you while he put the smack down on you." He threw the last robber with the other two, completely the set. "And The Puinsher would've just wasted you guys without a second thought." He jumped to the trapped thief's in a crouch and came face to face with one of them. The web head ruffled the criminal's hair. "But you guys are just so lucky."
'Spider-Man' An all too familiar voice rang out in the wall crawler's head.
"M Dub how's it hang'en?" He said with a surprised voice. He turned to the trapped trio. "Stick around guys I have to take this." He spoke to his elderly friend and spiritual guide. "You got word on my counterpart's location?"
'I'm afraid not. I haven't been able to find his location but I did find something new when I reviewed the groups departure from the pocked dimension."
"Yeah and what did you find. Comm'on I'm on the edge of my seat here."
Madame Web paused as she searched for the proper words only to find none. 'I think it will be easier if I simply show you." With that declaration, Spider-Man's mind went back to the scene of the defeated Mysterio and when they were transported home. There was no sound, that wasn't necessary for what Madame Web was about to show him.
"O.K. back to the scene of the crime. I didn't know there was something you could miss with your cosmic ju ju. And for that matter, I didn't know you came with a DVR in that head of yours. Ohh you got Breaking Bad somewhere up there?" He said jokingly.
Madame Web sighed sharply at Peter's attempt at humor. She knew he used it as a weapon against criminals, but it does get annoying at times. 'Pay attention to Spider-Man Noir.'
"Noir?"
'Yes, a nick name I've given him. It was getting a little confusing when I searched the multiverse and with all of the individuals going by Spider-Man I found it easier to simply refer to our hero as Noir.'
"Hmm… 'Noir' sounds ominous and foreboding. Nice nickname M Dub."
"Thank you Peter, now back at the matter of hand. Look at the ground underneath Noir's feet.' He complied and the rest of the group winked out existence in a calm manner. When it was Noir's turn to go home, the nothingness he was standing on was violently apart violently and instead of disappearing like the rest of the Spider-Men, he dropped down the hole of light and thunder and was gone.
"Alright that's new and all but id doesn't exactly help us on this cosmic game of Where's Waldo."
'That's because your 'eyes' are not strong enough to see beyond this spectrum of light.' I will aid your sight to show you my point of view.' Web tapped into Peter's eyes and showed him what she saw.
The sight did what few things in this world can do and silenced Spider-Man. Underneath Noir's feet was what looked like four man-sized salamanders ripping the very fabric of the ground he was standing on. The reptiles, if you could call them that, lacked proper heads. In fact, it was as if someone chopped of their heads and drew a set of owl eyes on what remained of the neck. They also had four decrepit 'wings' attached on their backs. Fire flowed out of the makeshift eyes like an old steam engine along with smoke. They ripped a hole in reality and Noir fell through.
"…M Dub what the hell am I looking at?"
'I am still not entirely sure myself.' She released her hold on the web heads ocular nerves. 'They could be spiritual in nature of even cosmic beings. But as it stands now their origin eludes me.'
"Strange strange or 'something is amiss' strange?" He rubbed the back of his neck, still trying to comprehend what he just saw.
Spider-Man didn't see Madame Webb face palm in her life support chair back in her penthouse. He really needed to start acting his age. 'The former, if they were cosmic dimensional creatures they would be trying to mind the damage Mysterio and the tablet caused not damage reality further.'
The web slinger's gifted mind came into play. "So there magical or in spiritual in nature. Since the monsters are breaking the floor beneath our handsomely dressed friend."
'My thoughts exactly.'
"Now where do I start? I'm not exactly a connoisseur of the mystic arts." Spider-Man slapped his head. "Duh Spidy Doctor Strange."
'That is a logical course of action. Go to the Sanctum Sanctorum and see if he can help the lost Spider-Man. I would contact him myself but the Sanctum's defenses are too great my astral form.'
"Alrighty then."
"Umm Mr. Spider-Man sir." One the entrapped robbers said in a heavy Brooklyn accent. "I just wanted to let you and the voice in your head know that I'm a victim of circumstance and I hardly even know these guys."
His partner smacked him with his free hand. "SHUT UP MORRIS!"
'Aw man did I say all that out loud. I hate telepathic communication.' Spider-Man kicked himself for the mishap. The thug's weak alibi was ignored as he began to swing home.
"And the plot thickens."
XXXxxx City Hall: Main Chamber xxxXXX
Councilman Tenzin entered the main chamber for the emergency meeting of Republic City's leaders. Things were looking bleak for the city and the council had to act. Tenzin made it to his seat with haste. "Sorry for the tardiness everyone, I was on my way to the Southern Water Tribe when I got the call."
"Figures our esteemed council member would put aside matters of dire importance to go on a family trip and play with the Avatar." Tarrlok gave the airbending master an obnoxious smirk.
Tenzin glared at the Northern Water Tribe representative. "For your information Tarrlok, I'm only going to the south pole to be the Avatar's airbending teacher. It's only a coincidence that my mother lives there and I thought it would be nice for the family to see her
"Gentlemen." The Fire Nation representative interrupted the petty squabble. It was too early in the morning and she was in no mood for their bickering. "This city is in turmoil and we need to discuss our next course of action."
Tarrlok composed himself. "Right then, this meeting is now in session. As you know the bending triad's crimes are getting more extravagant in recent months. I propose stronger meathods to dealing with the triads." He banged his fist on the large U-shaped table. "They are a blemish on our great city and they must be dealt with immediately."
"And how pre-tell do you plan to do that councilman Tarrlok?" The Earth Kingdome delegate countered. "We can't rely on conjecture and proclamation."
The annoyance of Tarrlock's face was evident. "If you would give me a moment to finish I will tell you." He cleared his throat. "I propose that this council put in place stronger holding parameters for all of the bending triads and give the police force more power to arrest them. If the assailant looks to be in league with any triad gang, then law enforcement will be given the power to arrest theme on sight." He looked at the three with a triumphant smile, one which Tenzin quickly whipped away.
"Unacceptable." Tenzin protested. "We can't give that kind of power to the metal benders. Chief Beifong runs a tight ship but that kind of power is begging to be abused. The stricter sanctions would also further alienate the general population."
"I didn't think safer streets would be a problem for you Tenzin." Tarrlok said with a hint of venom.
"What I have a problem with Tarrlok is your lack of foresight. You police force is currently under staffed and over worked as it is and you want them to start arresting benders who look like triad members. Frankly I find your hasty judgment insulting to this council's honor."
"You can't lamp shade these criminals with our current parameters Tenzin and you know it." Tarrlok had to fight the urge to shout at his rival.
"That maybe true but we have to remember our duty in service to this city. We are public servants first and foremost not overlords. We should enforce the laws already in place not make up new restrictions when a new problem arrives."
The Earth Kingdom and Fire Nation council members nodded in agreement and, despite his extreme dislike for the man, Tarrlok knew he was right. But then he grind mischievously.
Tarrlok reached for his briefcase and pulled out a news paper. The paper was held up so everyone could see the cover. The front page had a cartoon drawing of a man with four arms and stood on top of a web. The bending triad leaders were caught in its web with Lightning Bolt Zolt at the top of the three. The title read: The Man Spider, is he here to help or take over Republic City's underworld?
"We can't have these kinds of lunitics run amuck on our streets."
"Please that Man-Spider, or whatever they call him, is only and urban legend and nothing more." The Fire Nation representative was not convinced by the local tabloid paper.
"He isn't I'm afraid." Tarrlok said. "I have the police reports if you want to see them." He turned to Tenzin. "We're not just dealing with triad thugs anymore. We have that power hungry cult leader Amon and this Spider-Man vigilante thinking he's the law. This is not the time to back your timid idealism Tenzin, now is the time for action." Tarrlok finished and took his seat.
"He does have a point Tenzin." The Fire Nation councilwoman said.
"Tenzin isn't wrong either." The Earth Kingdom councilman pointed out.
Tenzin paused as he pondered a response; he had to choose his words wisely. "With these high stake decisions we should take a little time to deliberate this issue further."
"Maybe we should take Tarrlok's proposal to a vote now. After all you'll be too busy training the Avatar to lead. I understand the Avatar's training is an important endeavor for the world and we wouldn't blame you if you deiced to leave."
Tenzin knew how much it meant to Korra for him to train her, but Republic City needed him far more then Korra at the moment. He would just have to train her after this madness has subsided. "I will postpone her training until this madness is behind us. I'll use our brief recess period to tell her myself. We can debate Tarrlok ideas on a later date."
Tarrlok stood up with the gavel. "I can agree with that idea. All in favor say I." The other three council members complied. "The council's recess time is passed and we will reconvene when Tenzin returns from the South Pole."
Tenzin made his way out of City Hall en route to Air Temple Island to inform his family of the change of plan. "I swear that man only took the speaker position just to hear the sound of his own voice."
XXXxxx Future Industries Manufacturing Plant xxxXXX
Peter made his way to the manufacturing wing where, he hopped, his livelihood would be. He let out a big yawn as he entered the factory. Parker was still amazed he got up at all after last night's excitement. Two factory workers spoke to each other when Peter walked by. One of the workers was reading a newspaper and the cover was in Peter's sight. It was a caricature of himself webbing up some mobsters.
"I'm telling you man he's real." The worker pointed at the front page.
"You believe everything the papers tells you or is it just the ones with pretty pictures on them? That's a rag news paper anyway."
Peter walked over to the two assembly line workers.
"Explain all the pictures of those beat up Monsoons and Agni Kais then huh. Explain that!"
"Look that rag said they were doing a turf battle right? So the cops just picked them up after they beat the crap outta each other. This isn't hard Lee."
"You're impossible! Look you have to look closer at the photo. Do you see all of that cuts and bruises, them aint from no bender."
Peter broke up the friendly exchange. "Um excuse me I'm here for the assembly line job. Who do I have to talk to about said job?"
One of the workers sized him up. "Oh right. You see that big scary looken guy barking at those schmucks over there?"
Peter adjusted his glasses. "…Yeah."
"Well he's the guy you want to talk to bud." A grin crept on his face.
"…Uh huh. Thanks guys." He was a little intimidated but hey nothing ventured right. 'Geeze he's gotta be 6'6.'
"Excuse me sir." He called out to the gruff shop foreman.
"Yeah what do you want kid?"
"I'm here to get that assembly line job sir."
The assembly line foreman sized Peter up. "You look a little scrawny to be doin' this kid." He was a mountain of a man. His ruff amber eyes dug deep into Peter's light blues.
Peter chuckled at that. "I'm stronger then I look sir."
"That a fact? Anyway we don't really need any more line workers right now. That job poster's been up for months."
Peter sighed at the bad news. "Alright then thanks for seeing me sir." He made his way to the exit and weighed out his other options. 'Maybe Cabbage Corp. is hiring. Seriously who the hell names a heavy industry company after a cabbage?"
As Peter made his way for the exit the foreman looked him over. His clothes were worn and he looked rough and unkept. He could tell the kid was living on the streets. The foreman made his decision as he reached in one of his cabinets for something. " I know I'm going to regret this."
"Hey kid!"
"Huh?" Peter instinctively caught what the foreman threw at him. He threw him a bag with a Future Industries factory uniform inside.
"Your shift starts at eight o' clock and ends at two. You got a thirty minute lunch break in between your shifts. Is that understood?"
Peter still in a state of shock by the foreman's sudden change of heart. "Crystal sir, thank you."
"Don't thank me yet kid. I'm still debating my better judgment in hiring you."
Peter took his uniform when a thought popped in his head. He didn't want to push his luck but he really needed the money now. "By the way can I get a pay advance? I had my eye on this small one bedroom apartment and I'd like to move in the future."
If looks could kill, Peter would be a bloody skid mark on the factory floor. The foreman got into Peter's personal space and looked down from his imposing stature. "I give you a job out the the kindness of my heart and not twenty seconds into said job you've got the gall to ask me for a pay advance."
Peter chuckled nervously and adjusted his glasses; a gesture he often did when he was nervous. "Uh …yeah actually."
The Foreman's amber eyes narrowed. "You got guts kid and I respect that." He broke the stare down with a hearty laugh. "O.K. kid I'll give you a pay advance. But your butt is mine for two weeks. If I get a hint of a single foul up you're out. I don't care if you got three kids to feed I will personally throw you out of this factory. We clear!?"
"Crystal sir." Peter went to shack the gruff man's hand but he didn't shake.
"You've gotta earn that kid." The foreman said. "And enough with the sir crap, the names Aki. I don't want to hear 'Mr. Aki' or Foreman Aki' just Aki."
"Yes sir…er I mean Aki."
Peter left to fill out the proper paperwork for the one room apartment in the Dragon's Flat Brough.
XXXxxx Down Town Republic City: Triple Threat Triad Head Quarters xxxXXX
Lightning Bolt Zolt sat at his luxurious desk and fumed at the caricature of him caught in Spider-Man's web. His knuckles were clinched so tightly that they were snow white.
"Are you alright boss?" Shady Shin asked. His knees shock out of fear of the crime boss. He couldn't take the silence anymore. In response to Shin's question, Zolt calmly got up from his seat and stood in front of Shin. The other gang members took on the sight with anxious apprehension. He stood in Shin's face though the lanky man had to look down on the crime boss. His face was holding back the vastness of his rage. "No Shady I am not 'alright'." Zolt's teeth clinched as he spoke. "In fact I am so not 'alright' that it's taking everything I have to say this to you Shin!" He poked his chest and turned his attention to the other triad thugs and finally snapped. "YOU MORONS CAN'T HANDLE SOME SMALL TIME HERO WANNABE IN A FREAKING COSTUME!" He proceeded to smash the desk in half using his firebending combustion. The only thing left from the expensive desk was charred black splinters and hot embers.
"But boss." One of the miscellaneous goons managed to whimper weakly in the sight of Zolt's burning rage. "He took down those Agni Kai and Monsoon jerks, he didn't take any of our guys this time."
"MORON!" Zolt yelled in his face.
Zolt calmed his breathing and composed himself and calmed down by a small margin. "What you mooks don't understand is that the sheep will get embolden with stories like this. One stooge decides he's not going to pay up then another decides not to either so on and so forth." He paced back and forth thinking of his next move. A malicious look appeared on his face. "He only shows up at night right?"
"Looks dat way boss." One of the goons said.
"So we'll start collecting protection money in broad day light. We keep the sheep in line and maintain our quotas at the same time."
"But what about Spider-Man?" Shin said.
"In regards to our mutual nuisance, we'll form a brief truce to take down the bug permanently. And that is if I can get those brain donors on the same page."
Zolt passed by the smiling faces of the Triple Threats and the approving nods. His words were a definite moral buster.
"What are you waiting for a written invitation? Get out there and get my money. I aint pay'en you to look like idiots!" He yelled and looked at the smoldering remains of his once beautiful desk. "And someone get me a new desk!"
A/N: Who that was a long wait. Sorry about that life got in the way and to be honest this chapter was pretty turbulent for me. I kept wrestling with the fight scene and I think I did an O.K. job on it, though I'm still not where I want to be when writing action scenes. Again sorry for the wait and thanks for reading. BTW I'm thinking of playing some games with my reader base. So if any of you guys have xbox live we can talk about the story or whatever. FYI I mainly play halo and battlefield. So If you're a member pm me your gamer tag and if you're not put it in the review. Don't get bummed out if you don't hear from me. My xbox time is a little short at the moment. Thanks to all of the people who caught my grammatical errors. You guys are the best.
Kreeger: Thanks man I did like the intro. I originally had planned for the spirits to have a greater role in Spider-Man Noir entrance to the avatar world but I'm really happy on how that turned out.
Hyper Peter: You got you wish bud! I had the same thought about those few people that can stand up to Spider-Man. The triad goons thorough the show didn't really come off as being great fighters. It looked like their weapon was intimidation, you didn't see those guys messing with master benders only non-benders. I did have a problem with Noir's strength class actually. The Marvel wiki has him billed at 30 tons(complete and utter crap in my opinion) and in the game he's really weak. So in the end I just went with a happy medium. He's stronger then he was in the game but not as strong as Amazing Spider-Man. P.S: I never thought about including bioshock infinite enemies into the story at all. This is why I like reviews.