These voices won't leave me alone.

New chapter…but it is very short…sorry about that…Please enjoy!

Sharkisa the 3rd – How to cope with Infinity War: theories. Just…theories. I have a few of my own ;)

"We can't giggle, it's a crime scene!" There was that tall, curly haired man again.

"I'm not wearing the uniform." But…he did. He did, didn't he? He had to because they fought.

They fought…

What did they fight?

"–Жилье. Корона."

Walton stood patiently as John met her gaze. "Agent, we have an assignment for you." She held out a photo and he took it, examining the man on the paper. "This is Ed Kawfist. He's the head of an anti-mutant organization based in New York City."

"We've worked on cases with people like you before."

'People like you?' People like him. Mutants. Freaks.

"He's supposed to hold a rally tomorrow, but we want you to stop him before he gets the chance. We cannot let him influence any more people. We need to make it clear that the enhanced are not to be hated and hunted – they are just like everyone else and deserve to be treated as such."

Cases…

Cases with people like him…Except…He wasn't supposed to be like them. He wasn't supposed to be this.

"Understood?" Instinctively, John nodded. "In and out, quick and easy." She took the photo back. "Don't get caught." She nodded towards a SIP agent nearby. "Prep him."

Agent Walton walked away as the other agents took over. Agent Hatts ran up to her and she kept walking, Hatts trying to keep up beside her. "Ma'am, are you sure this is wise?"

Walton turned quickly, staring Hatts in the eye. "Have any of my decisions regarding the Barnes Recreation Program led to negative results?"

Hatts gulped. "No, ma'am."

"Are you going to question every decision I make?"

"No, ma'am," Hatts said, vigorously shaking his head, "not at all. I-I'm just not sure the dose will last long enough. Yes we've extended the period quite impressively, but we haven't thoroughly seen the results of taking him off the serum."

"Everything would go back to base one, yes?" Walton asked, continuing to walk again.

"Yes. In theory. We don't know how long it would take for everything to sort itself out and we don't know how quickly the serum would deteriorate and what the side effects could be. Frankly, I don't want to take the chance." He caught the look Director Walton was giving him. "But if you see him fit to perform a mission then you're the one to make that call. As long as we get him back in time for the next dosage, all should work as planned."

Walton nodded. "It shouldn't be long. It's a simple elimination, how long could it take? We'll have him back in time for the next dose, Agent Hatts, I assure you."

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As soon as the bell rang, students of Midtown High flooded the halls. One of the first to make it to their locker was one Peter Parker. He swiftly twisted in the combination for his lock and swung open his locker. Peter began to set all his books into his locker as quickly as possible. He perked up when he sensed his best friend Ned Leeds running up behind him. "Hey, Peter!" Ned greeted with a smile. "You think you could come over?"

Peter looked over his shoulder and shook his head, somewhat disappointed. "Can't. I've got the…" He looked around cautiously. "…Stark internship."

Ned nodded slowly. "Yeah, yeah. Right." He leaned in. "How's that going, by the way?" he asked excitedly. "Any new baddies? I mean, if it were anything big I would have seen it in the news, but anything suspicious?"

Peter couldn't help but smile at his friend's enthusiasm. "Nope. Just being your friendly neighborhood Spider-Man right now."

"When do you think your next Avengers mission will be?"

"No idea. Crazy villains and aliens don't exactly RSVP." He closed his locker and yanked on it, making sure the pesky lock had actually clicked. "Can't go over right now, but maybe later tonight?" He grabbed the straps of his backpack and turned all the way to face Ned. "And as far as I'm aware I'm not patrolling this weekend."

Ned grinned. "Sweet. I just got the new Lego Star Wars game so we could probably check that out." He and Peter walked down the hall and out of the building. "Hey, what are doing, exactly?" Ned questioned. "Just keeping an eye out in general or you have a small mission in particular?"

"Uh, I think I'm gonna check out that anti-mutant rally," Peter said, looking around to make sure no one was eavesdropping.

Ned's eyes lit up. "Oh! I heard about that! The news said there was going to be a lot of anti-protesting going on around that."

Peter nodded along. "Yeah, tensions will probably be running high. Not positive if anything will come of it, but you can never be too sure. I'll let you know if I need a guy in a chair." Ned grinned widely. The two of them came to the street where they were to go their separate ways. Peter waved. "See ya tonight!"

"See ya!" Ned said, waving back.

Peter took off down the street, holding tightly to his backpack, and thus the precious suit inside.

I'm so sorry about how short my chapters have been. I've been pretty busy and writer's block hasn't been friendly. Anyway, please follow, favorite, and review!