Ultimate Chase:

Fugitive

Author's Note:Geez an update! First off sorry for being so long with the update... secondly sorry if it all seems abit OOC in this chapter, but I always wanted this to be a high tense-situation fanfic, and it's only gonna get tenser. But if the characters are OOC I'm sorry, but this IS my first Ultimate fic...so go easy on me. Also most importantly this fic is now offically A.U due to my take on who the Ultimates Traitor is. This fic is going to be big... the biggest one I've ever written.

"Professor!" Begged Kitty, "Please! Peter's in trouble I know he is."

"Kitty," Said Xavier sternly "You have no proof, that Peter Parker is in trouble. All you brought me was a scrap of paper and the fact that the Parker's don't clear up after breakfast. I am not keeping tracks on your boyfriend for you, I will not speak of this further."

Kitty growled and stormed through the wall to outside and then lent against the very wall she just phased through. She slithered down it and began sobbing, just as Bobby Drake, aka Iceman was walking by.

"Kitty?" he asked, "Aren't you supposed to be at that insect's house today?"

Normally Kitty would shout at him and correct him with "Arachnid" and then with "You don't know him like I do" but she was too upset. She knew Peter was in danger, she knew it. But if the Professor didn't believe her, she figured that no one else would.

"Kitty?" insisted Bobby,

"He wasn't there."

Bobby grinned smuggly,

"Guess he wasn't as great as you thought he was." He replied.

Kitty growled and looked up at him, rage in her eyes. The tention could be cut with a brick, from a little way off Jean and Scott where watching the younger teenagers and weren't entirely suprised to see Kitty slap Bobby. Bobby's eyes widen, he snarled at covering his hand in ice.

"Go ahead," Said Kitty, "Give me another reason to rip your heart from your chest."

"You know what, I'm glad you dumped me, and I'm glad that the webhead stood you up." said Bobby, as Jean psycially calmed Kitty down. Kitty could feel her temprature cooling, but she didn't want to be calm... she wanted to be angry, dammit! Bobby stormed away, Scott following yelling at the boy for tormenting Kitty as Kitty herself began to sob again.

"Jean..." she sobbed, "He's in danger, I know it... but... but... the Professor won't help me find him."

Jean put her arm around the younger girl and rubbed her shoulder.

"He'll be okay," She told Kitty, "He's a super hero, remember?"

Kitty nodded, she felt a little better but not much. She couldn't shake this nagging feeling that Peter was in real danger.

Peter couldn't believe it. Fury was going to rob him of his powers, because Peter was too "unstable", appearntly. They had his Aunt as insurance that Peter would do as they said. His spider-sense was bluring the whole time and it was directed at Fury, it had never done that before. But then again he had never seen Nick so angry. So Peter just waited while the prepared the special chamber they had created. It was original designed to rid mutants of their powers, then it was used to rob super-villains of their powers, but Peter didn't understand they hadn't used it on Norman Osborn or the Sandman or whoever. They had taken a sample of his blood area, to see if the spider-D.N.A had evolved in anyway, and to see if they would have to make adjustments to the machine. A familiar tingling in the back of Peter's skull sensed danger. Not immediate danger but someone who could be a threat. It was coming from door, Peter looked around and noticed a small air vent above the door. Far to small for him to fit through... but it was enough for him to do some listening with.

On the otherside of the door was a S.H.I.E.L.D agent, but the agent was ignoring him entirely... so why was Peter's spider-sense going off. He couldn't make sense of it, he pressed his ear to the vent. Another S.H.I.E.L.D agent walked up to the first, and they did some sort of salute... not that Peter could see.

"Hail Hydra!" The pair said as one,

"Can you believe how easy this is?" said the second, "No one suspect's Fury of..."

"Quiet, you idiot!" The first said, "Someone's coming..."

The two agents chatted casually as someone walked past and until they were safe s/he had gone.

"So the Boss is really going to get rid of this kid's powers... simply because he smacked him?" The second Agent said

"The Boss says he's a loose cannon, The Reserves are all in our pocket, but this kid is too into the whole "hero" gimmic, That's why we're getting rid of his powers." The first replied

"What about The Ultimates?" The second asked, "Why don't we just buy them off?"

"Are you new or something?" the first one replied angrily, "You can't buy the Ultimates out, the may have a few screws loose, but they are the "incorruptable" types. Anyway don't worry about them... the Ultimates are going to be meeting with some unfortunate accidents."

Peter had heard enough, he had no plan, no means of escape and no clue where his Aunt was, but he had to get out. He leapt through the glass in the window, feet first, knocking one of the double agents unconcious, and the other fell to the floor Pete picked him up and held him high.

"Where's my Aunt!" he snapped, pulling his free fist back.

"I-I-I ain't scared o' you!" The Agent managed to say

"You should be," threatened Peter, "I'm a loose cannon, remember?"

"Okay! Okay!" The Agent said in a panic, "She's in the third room down the second hall on the right! Just don't kill me!"

Peter punched the agent, knocking him unconcious. Despite the seriousness of the situation, grinned to himself

"Like I was ever going to kill you, Are you new or something?" He said, mimicing what one of the agents had said before.

Peter jumped up on to the ceiling and scurried down the hall towards following the directions the gaurd had given him. He tapped on the door of the cell and his aunt nervously peered through the window, the room she was in was definatly not a prision cell. It was a nicely fernished waiting room, it had a television, a large sofa, a table with a selection of upto date newspapers and magazines sprawled over it.

"Peter!" May said "What are you doing? You're not well... Colonel Fury said..."

"Fury was the one holding you at Gunpoint Aunt May!" Peter hissed,

"The gun had blanks..." she snapped back in a whisper "He showed me himself... he said your mutation may be causing you too..."

Peter's spider-sense blurred in his head and he saw the Reserves.

"Step away from the door, webhead." the leader said, Peter didn't recognise him, nor did he care.

The team rushed towards him and Peter knew he had no chance... he was unbelievabley out numbered. He looked to his aunt, then to the reserves. Then behind him Peter turned and ran from the team of super-seconds and smashed through the window, instinctively reaching out to sling a web, he suddenly remembered he didn't have his webshooters on. Fortunatly Peter was still sailing away from the Ultimates building towards the nex nearest building but he wasn't sure he'd make it. The ground was getting closer and closer and the building wasn't.

Peter didn't have much time left... he hit the building pracing himself for the impact then trying to stick to the wall, unfortunatly he was travelling at such volocity that he still continued to fall even as he clung, he was slowing, but his fingertips were becoming raw and bloody. Peter eventually began climbing the wall making sure no one saw his face. Peter climbed to the top of the building and collapsed.

He sat looking and at his fingertips breathing hard. They had turned his Aunt against him... but at least she was safe. He needed help... he needed to phone Kitty.

A shortwhile later at the Xavier Mansion a meeting was being held, The Professor had timed the meeting to make sure Kitty was out as the point of this meeting was a very personal issue for her.

"My students," Charles began, "I've just recieved word from Colonel Fury that our friend Peter Parker is suffering side-effect from his mutation. However something was odd... Fury's thoughts were shielded from me. Something isn't right here. However should Peter turn to us... be on guard."

The students talked among themselves, many of the newer students had only encountered Peter once... when he and Wolverine did a body swap. And he had been in a pretty bad mood. Warren then spoke up.

"Has anyone seen Bobby?"

Everyone suddenly realised that Bobby Drake was no longer there.

"Oh no..." said Scott, head in his hands

Peter had met Kitty on the rooftop they went on their first date, it had taken her awhile to get there since she had to convince the other x-men she wasn't meeting Peter. She had succeeded mostly... but she was sure the Professor was keeping physic tabs on her... and she knew Bobby wasn't convinced either.

"Kitty..." said Peter, "I shouldn't of turned to you... but I didn't know where else to go... something really big is going on."

Kitty sat down next to Peter and took his hand, resting her head on his shoulder.

"What is it?" She asked softly

"I think the Ultimates have been infiltrated with... some sort of terrorist group." Peter said, he knew that was what had happened... but it sounded silly saying it outloud.

Kitty sat up, and looked Peter straight in the eyes.

"What?" She asked, "Who? Why? What happened...? How did you..."

Peter put a finger to her lips to stop her talking.

"Fury turned up on my door and took my Aunt hostage... then I heard two S.H.I.E.L.D agents talking about something called "Hyrda" and they said Fury was working for them.

"Fury's a double agent?" Kitty asked in awe

"Yeah... I think so," Peter sighed, "Sorry Kitty... I shouldn't have told you but I didn't know who else to tel-"

Peter was cut off as Kitty pushed her lips against his and pulled back, smiling.

"We'll go talk to the Professor... maybe the X-men can help you."

"I don't think so Kitty!" A third voice interuptted loudly, "You're beloved boyfriend's gone crazy, and I'm gonna take him out before he hurt's anyone."

The pair looked up to see an icy-figure stood on an ice slide looking down on them. Peter sighed.

"Oh boy..." he whispered

To Be Continued