Disclaimer: I do not own Taimanin Asagi or Marvel. You know a Capcom versus Marvel style video game, but with Taimanin Asagi characters instead of Capcom's would be one hell of an interesting game to play. If done right, I think it could make a nice chunk of money…maybe enough for a sequel.

Stranger in a Strange Land

Chapter 1: A Shadow of a Man


"You did good kid."

Peter Parker opened his eyes as he heard a familiar voice, "…Ben?"

It couldn't have been his uncle he had dead years ago in New York City, in America, in another world. It couldn't have been him, yet contrary to all rationality telling him it was impossible Peter dared to hope his uncle was here.

Someone let out a moan then asked,"… Who's Ben?"

His hopes dashed Peter looked down and found an attritive light-skinned woman in her early-thirties with short purple hair, sleeping ontop of him. She awoke revealing light purple eyes. She was a tall, slender woman with a voluptuous figure possessing a very large bust and a nice firm rear.

For a moment Peter was baffled as to who she was, but then it came to him, "No one Kana…. It was just a dream."

Kana Yoshizawa pushed herself up with her hands and knees taking the white bed sheet with her. She was completely naked, so was he, her large breasts swayed as she positioned herself until her face was directly above his.

"You're here with me, but your dreaming about some guy called Ben…I'm offended Peter. It's almost as if you're trying to tell me, you don't want to be with me anymore…Is it because I gained weight?"

It never ceased to amaze him how such a beautiful woman could be so insecure, "If you did those extra pounds went right where, I wanted them to go. "Extending both arms, he squeezed her ass with his right hand and with his other hand he fondled her breasts. "These and that are always better the bigger they are. "

Kana moaned out loudly, he was skilled and knew her body oh so perfectly well, "Ahnn… nn… you don't say… mmph… nn…You up for one last round? "

They had engaged in coitus throughout most of the previous night, it was now late morning or early afternoon. Yet it seemed neither of them have yet to reach their limit.

"I'm up for it."

Kana felt his cock stiffen up, it poked her in the thigh at the inclination of having sex again. Despite hours of arduous work, the night before it felt just as hard as the moment they first began.

"Kana!"A voice range out across the hotel room, it's sudden appearance startled the two lovers killing the mood. "It's your mother! Where are you! " Both let out a sigh of relief once they noticed the voice was coming from Kana's phone, it had been left on top of the metallic table in the lobby. "I told you yesterday, I can only watch Satoru-kun until 1 PM, because I have a doctor's appointment at 2 and you know you need to arrive at least half an hour early for your medical appointments. Your fathers at work so he can't watch him and it is now 12:45, I need you to be here now! "

They both gazed at the digital clock hanging on the wall of their room and found that indeed it was 12:45 PM.

"Also, don't forget you have to pick up, your husband at the airport at four!" A loud click signaled that the call had ended.

At the mention of her husband the room went quiet. Peter winced and Kana's visage switched from one that was joyful and enthusiastic to one of shame and guilt. The unwelcomed reminder that she was a married woman was a massive turn off.

For one awkward minute no one said or did anything. It was if they had both been frozen in place by a spell.

"…I-I should go Peter, "She threw the bed sheet off of her, stood up, jumped off the bed and then started to pick up her clothes from off the floor one by one.

Peter watched in silence as she put on her clothes, it wasn't until she was tying her shoe laces that he spoke, "So, is this it? Do we end things here, now that your husband's back? Or do we continue seeing each other?"

They both knew this day was coming.

Ever since her husband had told her over a month ago that his overseas job assignment for the company, he worked for would be coming to an end. They both had known that there was a crossroads coming up ahead.

And that a path needed to be picked.

Stay the course and risk her husband finding out that she had been engaging in an affair for the past six months or go their separate ways and end things cordially with no one being none the wiser.

"…I-I don't know…I-I'll call you when I do, "Kana picked her sliver wedding ring off of the wooden kitchen counter and put it on her right ring finger. "I have to go…so for now let's just take a break. Okay?"

Peter nodded with a look on his face that was unreadable, "Sure."

Kana grabbed her purse then headed for the door she wrapped her hand around the knob turned it and stepped outside, only sparing a glance back when she heard Peter's voice one more time.

"Bye Kana."

And then she was gone.

"She'll be back soon enough. She like's us too much to leave us. She loves our D."

The rasp voice seemed to be becoming from everywhere, but Peter knew it was all inside his head, literally inside his head.

The voice could only be heard in his mind, no one else but him could hear it.

"If you're feeling chatty, why don't you tell me what happened after I dead… and while you're at it enlighten me as to how, your suddenly able to speak in coherent sentences now, instead of growling all the time?"

Peter blinked and suddenly found himself starring directly into the white orca-like eyes of a hulking monstrous creature. It had black liquid skin that resembled crude oil, a large mouth filled with white razor-sharp teeth, and a long red tongue. It had a heavily muscular frame, on its chest and back was a massive emblem of a white spider and it had sharp talon like claws for fingers on its hands.

"Why do you keep asking about the past? Sheesh. It's been five years already. Quite living in the past, that part of our lives is over and done with, set your eyes instead towards the future that's before us in this brave new futuristic world we now live in."

Nonplussed by his tenant's predatory gaze at him, Peter just sat there and stared back at the symbiote before opening his mouth to speak. "How did you bring me back from the grave? I though Eddie absorbed you fully from my bloodstream during our last encounter before I dead."

The symbiote shrugged his shoulders, "I don't know, I just fixed you and who's this Eddie character you keep bringing up? "

It was the same song and dance each time, whenever Peter would bring up the subject of what happened after Norman Osborn had killed him in front of Aunt May and his friends.

Its tongue swayed back and forth as Peter just continued to site and stare at his father's Frankenstein invention. Yelling at the symbiote for five straight years didn't solve any problems whatsoever.

He didn't even know why he kept asking it questions he knew it wouldn't answer.

Maybe because it was the only thing, he really had to remember his home by? Or maybe it was because if he didn't ask those questions he'd stop caring and forget about his home. He awoke up one day in Japan in a world that wasn't his own that was decades ahead of his, a world that had no need of superheroes to save it from bad guys in capes. Maybe talking to the symbiote, despite its repetitive deflections, obfuscations and omissions of his questions just so happened to be his way to try and keep his focus on returning home.

"I told you a thousand times there's nothing for us to return to, our birth world is dead and gone. Why won't you believe me?"

In his heart of hearts, Peter did believe the symbiote's words when it told him that there wasn't anything to return to, that all his friends and loved ones where gone. Throughout their time together Peter had found out that it was an honest creature to the point of being blunt. Its straightforward nature made it impossible for it to lie.

Peter just couldn't bring himself to admit it was telling the truth.

XxX

(Two Hours Later – The Yoshizawa Residence)

Kana heard the doorbell suddenly ring and headed towards the door, no doubt it was her mother having just returned from her doctor's appointment hopefully with good news. Her blood pressure had been rather high as of late.

Opening the door to her house, Kana found that it wasn't her mother who had ranged her doorbell, instead it was a young woman who appeared to be in her mid-twenties standing at her door. She was of average height with fair-skin, violet eyes and long black hair. She wore a white nurse's uniform with a skirt, that was unbuttoned and revealed some cleavage and part of a black blouse, white stockings and sandals.

Immediately she knew the woman's presence here heralded bad news, "Who disappeared this time Sugita?"

Karin Sugita glanced around making sure it was just the two of them, when she was certain they were alone she whispered three names," Kanae Tanaka, Shizuka Hachiyama and Ryoko Nabeshima. They vanished without a trace last week…no one has seen or heard from them since. "

Kana let out a gasp, three disappearances of three retired Taimanins in the same week,"…That make's six disappearances since they first began two months ago…how has headquarters allowed things to get this bad. "

Being an active duty Taimanin unlike herself who had retired a decade ago and was now out of the loop, Sugita was privy to the daily information briefings of their secretive organization.

"We're stretched rather thin at the moment Kana-san."They simply didn't have enough personnel to simultaneously complete the mission's allocated to them by the brass and ensure the safety of every one of their retired members. "Our ranks have yet to recover from the ONT war and… have you heard of what occurred in Tokyo Kingdom a few years ago?"

Kana recoiled at being remained of that bloody debacle, she had heard all about it through the grapevine, when her ex-partner had told her what had happened in Tokyo Kingdom City, it had left her feeling glad that she was out of the game, by the time she finished her tale.

"Has Igawa-sama and her sister recovered from their ordeal?"

Karin nodded, " Fortunately they have… the Igawa clan are born from stronger stock it seems. "

That was some much-needed good news in a world that was becoming ever bleaker, "It gladdens my heart to hear that. "

"What were you doing in that hotel Kana-san?" Karin interrupted. "You stayed the whole night and left in the afternoon. "

Kana heart skipped a beat and blood flooded into her cheeks as she began to panic, "You-You were following me!?"

Had Sugita caught her with Peter in the hotel? They had entered and left the hotel separately so as to not risk being seen together by anyone they might have known, but Sugita was no ordinary person she was a Taimanin with years' worth of investigative training. If there was anyone who might unravel their secret it was her.

Karin bowed her head, "I apologies for violating your privacy Kana, but given the circumstances I thought it best to keep a close eye on you. Please forgive me for not running it by you first. It will not happen again. I promise."

The retired Taimanin blinked in confusion then realized her associate had misinterpret her panicked expression for one of outrage. Without a moment's pause she pounced on the younger woman's mistake. "G-Good! That was a really rude thing what you did… stalking me without telling me…the nerve of young people these days…in my day we showed our elders respect. "

The mother of one gave a slight involuntary grimace when she realized she had just inadvertently called herself old.

XxX

(Elsewhere – The Natsume Residence/Business)

Sayoko Natsume hurriedly placed a hand over her mouth to bar a loud moan from escaping her lips. She was a thirty-five-year-old fair-skinned beauty with green eyes, long brown hair tied in a ponytail, and a beauty mark below the edge of her lower lip. She was busty and curvaceous. She wore a thin light purple headband on top of her head, a yellow sleeveless blouse, a miniskirt, pantyhose and heels all black.

The housewife and mother of two found herself in a bit of a pickle at the moment, she hadn't counted on her boyfriend suddenly dropping by out of the blue to pay her a visit and entice her with sex.

On a school day.

Right when school was over and both her sons where due to return home any minute now.

Sayoko removed her hand and managed to mutter out,"Wh-What…are… you… doing?" She also wanted to ask him how he managed to sneak inside her house without her noticing, but it was hard to form sentences when you were being fingered by a skilled professional.

"Sexing you up Sayoko, isn't that why you hooked up with me. "Replied Peter, it wasn't as if her impotent husband could do it for her. With one hand he fondled her left breast and with his other hand he fingered her pussy.

Yes, but she liked to think that there was more to their relationship then just carnal lust, "Ahh! You picked… a bad…ah…time for that…ah…my kids will be here soon."

That shouldn't be a problem, "I think we have enough time for one quick-."

"Natsume-san! "

The couple paused as a voice, followed by footsteps and a door being slammed shut reverberated from down below.

"Natsume-san. Takashi played another prank on me at school today."

Fuck it's that creepy adopted son of hers, though Peter once he recognized the voice of Haruki Nagisa, the ward of the Natsume household.

Peter removed his hand off of her breast, then pulled his other hand out from inside her skirt and swiftly wiped his wet index and middle fingers against his pants, while Sayoko fixed her bra, blouse and skirt into their proper place.

And not a moment too soon for a second or two once she finished the door to the room, they were in swung wide opened.

"Natsume-san did you-".

Haruki's green colored eyes went wide once he saw Peter standing next to his adoptive mother. The boy was ten years old, he had fair-skin and dark green hair in a curtained hairstyle. He wore the Morino Academy, boys school uniform which consisted of a white-collar shirt, black pants, shoes and a belt. His face had a feminine quality to it, that others especially women and girls found to be rather cut in a boy. The kid wore a smile on his face that to Peter always seemed too innocent, too charming and completely fake.

"Oh, back again Peter-san. Still trying to get Natsume-san to sell you the house?"

This wasn't the first time the kid had nearly caught the two of them in the act, the last time it happened Sayoko had feed him a lie that he was interested in buying the land their house was on to construct an apartment complex. So that was why a complete stranger kept showing up at their house from time to time. "Yep. And I was so close to getting it this time around."

"Like hell you were!" Shouted Sayoko's biological son Takashi Natsume. "We'll never sell our house to some grease haired fast-talking Yankee."

Takashi had his mother's brown hair and his father's black eyes. Like his adopted brother he was ten years old. He wore the same uniform as Haruki. The kid's face had a rough attribute that made him appear like a delinquent to most, but Peter got the sense that he was a nice kid.

"Takashi-kun! Be polite to mister Peter," Sayoko chided her son's poor manners. "He was just here to make me a business offer that would have been generous had I decided to take it. "

Takashi recoiled at his mother's words, then he bowed low, "Please forgive my rudeness Peter-san."

Peter could tell the kid didn't mean it, his face said it all it had that 'I'm only doing this because of my mother' kind of look to it. Unlike his brother, Takashi didn't come across a fake he was as honest as a kid could be. If he didn't like you it showed on his face.

And the kid sure as hell didn't like him. Not that Peter mind. He was after all engaging in an affair with his mother.

In fact, he rather liked the kid.

"Apologize accepted kid… Well since you rejected my offer madam, I best be on my way. "Peter made for the door but as he passed, he glanced back at Sayoko, "If you should change your mind, you have my number. Feel free to give me a call at any time even late at night."

Then he left.

He wants to meet up later tonight though Sayoko fully understanding the hidden meaning behind her lovers parting words.

No doubt to finish what he had started moments ago before being interrupted.

Now the only problem was finding an excuse for her to leave the house that her sons would accept without it coming across as suspicious.

XxX

(Three Days Later – Tokyo – Nishi-Shinjuku)

A overweight middle-aged man with short brown hair in a white dress shirt and blue dress pants with a red tie sat behind a desk, irritably drumming his fingers off of the surface. The most striking physical features he possessed was a large chin and a huge gut, "The nerve of that man to kept me waiting as if I were some riffraff off the streets."

In topsy-turvy land where the balance of power in both the political world and criminal underworld could be called precarious at best, Yazaki Muneichi had been a part of the upper echelons of both worlds for some time. Chief secretary of the Minshin (New People) Party and co-founder of the criminal organization Under Eden he was a major player in both without a doubt.

It went without saying, but he was very talented in both fields. You needed to be to not only flourish, but to simply survive. Politics and organize crime were two highly competitive lines of work often to the point of being cutthroat, metaphorically speaking and from time to time quite literally.

He was a very powerful man. So, it vexed him greatly when he was kept waiting by those, lower in status then himself.

"Boss he is here. "Informed his assistant.

"Send him in."

Yazaki's 'security' force escorted a man up to the three floors he owned in the building that made up his personal penthouse where he went about his work in privacy and oversaw the affairs of his illicit business. Despite being armed and the numbers they had over him, there was trepidation aplenty in regards to their ability to handle this monster of a man.

An absolute physical marvel, he stood at six feet tall, a lean mountain of imposing muscle, not an ounce of fat could be found on his frame.

He wore a black suit that covered his entire frame from head to toe that seemed to be made from some kind of liquid material. On his mask there were two white eyes that appeared identical to those found on killer whales. On his chest and back there was a massive emblem of a white spider with eight legs spread wide linking both images together. He carried no weapon that could be seen by the human eye, no blade or firearm graced his frame. The man was utterly unarmed.

Yet he was the most dangerous person in the room.

Allowing himself to be led, despite knowing exactly where he was being taken to, Peter or as he was better known by his criminal alias Venom came to a stop before two huge doors made from Italian oak.

Behind the doors the owner of the premise sat waiting.

Peter found Yazaki sitting behind a desk slumped against a leather office chair, sipping at a whiskey on the rocks.

"Took you long enough, " Yazaki said before taking a long sip, "Gotta be honest. I was starting to think you weren't going to show, but here you are. So, I have to ask: Do you, have it? "

Of course, he did why else would Peter have called him to meet up in the dead of night? It sure as hell wasn't because he enjoyed looking at Yazaki's massive potbelly. "I wouldn't be wasting my time here if I didn't. Your face isn't pretty enough for that. "

Yazaki ignored the jab at his facial quality, "Then where is it? You don't appear to being carrying anything on that skintight suit of yours."

Venom balled his right hand into a fist then extended his right arm and opened his hand. "Volia."

In his hand suddenly appeared a USB stick.

Yazaki scoffed at the cheap magic trick, "So you're a magician now besides a private investigator for hire who digs through people's trash looking for dirt, a common thief and occasional muscle for drug pushers." He turned back to his drink, "Impressive. What did you find? "

Venom took the insult in stride, the fat man was telling the truth after all, save for him being a magician. Without a work permit, he had been left with no option other then to resort to a life of crime, a twist of fate that Peter found deeply ironic considering his previous life as a superhero. After a year of locking away countless criminals, now Peter himself was one. A fact that to his surprise didn't bother him at all.

It hadn't even bothered him on the first day when he had arrived in this reality and had stolen a basket filled with groceries. He was more worry by the concept that it didn't bother him than anything else.

"The politician you sent me after isn't the wholesome family man he claims to be, he's been cheating on his wife for months now. "Possibly his whole political career and then some. " With girls much younger than his own two daughters who are in high school …he likes them young. "Peter had caught the man fooling around with middle school age girls more than once. "I took pictures of him in the act, I even managed to bribe one of the girls to confess to it on camera and to take a few drops of semen when they next meet… for another 'study session' at his apartment that his family doesn't know about. "That he had broken into and had bugged with cameras that had recorded a week's worth of film. "I sent the semen to a genetics' lab, and they identified it as belonging to the target. "

Yazaki grinned, "Ah, I knew that bastard's squeaky-clean image was nothing more than a bowl of steaming dung…and he had the balls to call me amoral on television." He honestly couldn't wait for his friends in the media to abruptly get their hands on a copy of everything that was inside that USB stick, "You did good work, now hand it over. "

"Money first."

Yazaki glanced at a thin man wearing a gray business suit holding a large sliver suitcase, "Give it to him. "

The thin man nodded and hurriedly walked towards Venom stopped a few paces in front of him, bowed and presented him the suitcase. Without a word Peter grabbed the case, opened it and touched the money. Black ooze from his suit spread throughout every corner of the suitcase, enveloping every single yen and then after a few seconds the ooze returned back into his frame.

It was all there.

Fifty million Japanese yen or a little bit under half a million American Pacific Federation dollars as agreed upon. Without a word Venom handed the USB stick to the thin man, who took it then walked back towards his boss and gave it to him.

"Our businesses is concluded."

That was Venom's cue to leave which he gladly took, but as the Italian oak doors were closing behind him Yazaki spoke again.

"I may have another job lined up for you soon enough."

XxX

(Tomorrow – Sunset – Ousei Academy)

School had ended hours ago, but Kyouko Tsukishima didn't want to go home, she didn't want to go back to her apartment whom she disliked because she found it to be too small and she definitely didn't want to return to a selfish husband whom she didn't love and regrets marrying.

The well-endowed math teacher of Ousei Academy was twenty-nine years old she had fair-skin, violet eyes and dark blue hair that reached passed her waist. She wore a golden pendant necklace, an azure skirt suit with a blazer, a white fitted French cuff dress shirt, black stockings with red lace tops and red high heels.

Or she would be wearing those items, if she wasn't currently laying on top of a sofa naked, breathing heavily, soaked in sweat and other sticker things after a two-hour none stop sex session with her lover.

"…Again! " Kyouko told him, "Let's do it again." Despite being out of breath, fatigued and sore all over she wanted to keep the session going. She didn't want something that gave her so much pleasure to end.

"Hm, your usually home by seven-thirty if we keep going, you'll arrive late, and your husband might grow suspicious of where you've been and what have you been up to." Peter informed his enthusiastic girlfriend while gently stroking her hair. Like her, he was also nude and sticky all over, however Peter was by no means exhaustion.

Screw him!

Would have been Kyouko's reply had Miwa Shirakawa not interjected, "He's right. If we stay here any longer both your husband and mine will start to ask questions."

The thirty-two-year-old beauty sat on a padded chair covered in sweat and other fluids. Her long orange hair was tied in a ponytail secured at the back of her head by a hair tie. Striking green eyes surveyed fair skin looking for marks she might have gotten during the heat of the love making. Love bites would need to be covered over with makeup. Her clothes a white French cuff dress shirt, a dark blue skirt, a blue ribbon that she wore around her neck and black pantyhose's laid tossed across the floor.

Kyouko almost pouted like some petulant child who has just been told by her parents that she couldn't eat the sugary candy she wanted. "Fine! I'll stop. You're such a spoilsport Miwa, I'm starting to regret introducing you to Peter. If you hadn't kept going on and on about your husband's indifference towards your wants and neglecting your needs, I never would have acquainted the two of you."

That's not how it happened,"… You didn't introduce us Kyouko, I walked in on you guys having sex on the roof of the school two months ago, you panicked begged me not to tell anyone so you wouldn't be fired for indecent behavior, yet you didn't believe me when I gave you my word that I wouldn't tell a soul about your affair, so you told Peter about my marital problems and had him seduce me, so I would stay quiet. Remember?"

That is exactly how things had gone down though Peter, if Kyouko hadn't panicked and had trusted in Miwa to keep her promise the modern Japanese teacher wouldn't be here with them right now. Not that he was complaining, he liked spending time with the orange bombshell.

"She's not wrong. "

The dark blue headed teacher shrugged, "I'm not wrong either. It still technically counts as an introduction since I introduced you two that day on the roof."

"Your impossible. " Miwa muttered as she stood up off of the chair, then picked up her bra from off the floor. "Come on. Get dressed you two, I'll drop you guys off at your place."

A few minutes later they were all fully clothed, clean and heading towards the teachers parking lot. It was getting dark outside so the school was mostly empty by now only a few handful of students cleaning the school for the next day to come or teachers rapping things up for the night popped up here and there as they walked towards Miwa's car.

They soon made it to Miwa's white sedan without incident.

As they were driving out of the parking lot, Peter noticed a boy with short black hair that obscured his eyes standing on the sidewalk whip out a phone, point it at a girl with blonde hair, a white flash of light suddenly appeared and vanished in a split second and his ears caught a brief tune, the girl's pupils dilated for a moment and a dazed look crossed her face.

And then they were gone.

Out of view.

Replaced by the eye-catching scenery of Tokyo, even after living here for five years and counting the capital of the land of the rising sun was still a spectacular sight to behold.

Of course, this wasn't the Tokyo, Peter had grown up with in the late 90ths and 2000ths or even when he had dead in the early 2010s back in his reality. No this wasn't the Tokyo he had seen depicted in films like Adrift in Tokyo or anime's like Sailor Moon with its clean streets, low crime where you could go out alone at any time with the knowledge that nothing bad will happen to you, a homogeneous populace with a small sprinkle of foreigners added into the mix to give the city a slight spicey taste.

Oh no. This wasn't that Tokyo.

Sure, it was dazzling to behold, but it was a beauty that was only skin deep and served only to mask its flaws.

This Tokyo might has well have been an entirely different organicism compared to that near-perfect city back home. This Tokyo was much larger, more urbanized and densely populated, far older by half a century, dirtier: graffiti in strange and unfamiliar languages could be seen covering the walls in most parts of town especially in the low-income areas and litter laying on the streets was damn near everywhere. A few neighborhoods had degraded to such an extent that urban decay had set in which made those areas resemble third world slums, but worst of all was the crime.

In its heyday, Tokyo could boast about possessing one of the lowest crime rates in the world for a metropolis, those days are long gone now replaced by soaring crime rates covering all catalogues of crimes. Two types of crimes that were growing rather alarmingly each year were kidnappings and rapes.

And the bitter irony of it all was that the vast majority of these crimes weren't even perpetrated by Japanese people.

Or even human.

"Hey what's going on over there by the bus stop?" Miwa asked, they had come to a stop at a traffic light that had just turned red, the passengers in her car looked to their left to see what she was referring to and found four men with pointed elf like ears encircling what looked to be a high school girl with long wavy pink hair tied in twin tails. She wore a school uniform that consisted of a sapphire blue skirt and blazer, a white-collar shirt, pink tie, yellow hair ties, knee-high white socks and a pair of black court shoes

"That girl attends Okyo Gakuen," Kyouko stated once she saw the crest tailored into the girl's blazer. "What's she doing all the way out here, alone, after nightfall, don't they teach their students basic safety sense at Gakuen?"

Looks like they left that part out of the school curriculum, though Miwa, "I'm calling the police maybe there's a patrol car nearby."

If there wasn't then that high school girl was looking at a wait time of at least thirty minutes if she was lucky.

The left side back door unexpectedly clicked opened causing both women seated in the front of the vehicle to turn their gaze away from the unfolding scene and towards the back of the car.

"Peter!" Shouted the orange haired teacher once she saw her boyfriend had promptly exited her car. "What are you doing get back in the car!"

Peter shook his head, "Stay here. And keep the engine running. I'll be back."

He'll be back? He wasn't seriously considering getting involved. Didn't he know what those four men were, didn't he notice the pointed ears and red eyes? They weren't human like the three of them.

They were demons.

Before Miwa could utter another word, Peter slammed the door shut and strolled off heading for the bus stop. She was about to unfasten her seatbelt and go chase after him, when Kyouko placed a firm hand on her shoulder holding her in place.

"What are doing Tsukishima? Let me go, we have to stop him before he gets himself killed." Damn it why wasn't she removing her hand? Was she also not aware of what those men were, "Those guys are yōkais!"

Kyouko knew what they were, it was rather hard not to notice the distinctive pointed eared attribute of the denizens of the Dark World, "I'm not blind Miwa, I can see that their demons, so can Peter."

Miwa was taken aback by the admission; it made Peter's action seem even more absurd and foolhardy then it already was, "A-Are you telling me Peter's knowingly getting into a fight with brutes who are naturally physically stronger than humans and have been known to kill people with a single blow? "

Kyouko nodded appearing completely nonchalant, "Indeed. I am. And you should relax and just wait for him to return like he said."

Miwa blinked dumbfounded she was about to inquire as to how the math teacher could be so tranquil about the matter when Peter suddenly yelled out.

"Hey! Santa's reject helpers! Why don't you march your pointed eared asses back to whatever sweatshop you assholes crawled out of and get back to making my Christmas presents."

Everyone stopped what they were doing and turned to face the fair-skinned man with short brown hair and eyes. Wearing a black shirt, jeans, belt and white shoes.

Rio Kamiizumi let out a sigh of relief someone more reckless than her had come diverting the attention of the four demons' away from her, the moment they were fully engaged with the brown-haired foreigner she'll bolt out of harm's way in the opposite direction and make her escape.

The four demons who had surrounded Rio turned away from her to face the man quickly approaching them.

One of the demons with black long hair wearing a gray shirt and brown short's glared at Peter," This is no time or place to be a white knight pal."

A demon wearing a baseball cap and jeans nodded, Yea, fuck off buddy, before you get hurt."

"Or stick around and get wrecked. I haven't bashed a human's head in, in over a month," Hissed a demon with a bald head wearing a leather jacket and black jeans.

"Don't even think about running tootsie, "said the last demon staring straight at Rio with a lewd look on his face," Once were finished pounding your shining knight's face into the pavement we'll start pounding you, in that nice round ass of yours."

Rio gasped and unwittingly covered her rear with both arms at being bluntly told they were planning to anally violate her.

"That isn't going to happen, "declared Peter reaching the bus stop.

"Oh yea, how are you going to stop us big man? From where, I'm standing your totally fucked." The bald demon asked as he grabbed a handful of Peter's shirt.

"Like this, "Without warning Peter shoved the man.

The bald demon hit the side of the pile of wooden crates left lying on the back of a track parked in an alley a hundred meters away. He was airborne and travelling backwards. His spine and shoulders took the first impact, and his skull cracked back across the top of the uppermost crate. Then he plunged forwards and hit the ground flat on his face, loose as a sack of stones. His face just slapped into the hard asphalt, shattering all his teeth and skull.

While the bald demon was still in the air, one of his friends with the baseball cap swung a punch at the back of Peter's head. The punch seemed to Peter to be ridiculously telegraphed, as if the man was trying to be sporting and give him a chance. He put his hand up to stop the fist from hitting his face and caught it in his palm. There was a little shock. He felt finger bones break and knuckles detonate, and none of them were his. Then he squeezed and every bone in the demon's hand that had been spared splintered.

The third demon decided to kill Peter, and made an effort to insert a heavy, cast-iron pipe he had been concealing inside his jacket into Peter's skull. Once again, however, he appeared to be doing this in a delicate fashion, like an over-emphatic stage punch that goes wide of the mark but looks good from the audience. Peter didn't want the pipe to come anywhere near him. He threw a punch with his left hand aiming for the man's right arm.

The demon screamed. He appeared to have developed a second elbow halfway down his forearm. The skin of his arm folded there like an empty sock. He fell over and started to convulse wildly on the sidewalk.

The last demon fled.

Passing a wide-eyed teenager with her mouth hanging open, who looked on in amazement and a slight amount of dread.

Peter let him go.

He wasn't in the hero business anymore and frankly he was glad he didn't have to shoulder the responsibility of a whole city on his shoulders anymore. Peter thanked God he had been a hero only for a single year. If he had to deal with dangerous city destroying or world ending things for the rest of his life, the weight of it all might have brought him to his knees.


Character Profile

Name: Peter Benjamin Parker

Series: Ultimate Marvel Comics

Race: Superhuman

Nationality: United States of America (in Earth-1610)

Gender: Male

Age: 21

Height: 6'0

Background: Peter Benjamin Parker was born and raised in Forest Hills, Queens, New York City, in Earth-1610 by his uncle Ben and aunt May after the deaths of his parents in a plane crash. Bookish, introverted, quiet and reserved, Peter was a lonely outcast among his high school peers, but was a good-humored, bright and well-meaning young man, with a keen scientific intellect and was the brightest student in his class. On a science field trip to Oscorp Industries, a mutated spider exposed to the drug OZ, bite Peter on his hand. Instead of dying as expected, Peter began to manifest various superhuman, arachnid-like powers, such as super-strength, speed, agility, stamina, reflexes and durability, along with the ability to crawl solid surfaces and a precognitive sixth sense, which detects and warns him of unseen danger. During a fight at his school, Peter blocked a punch from Flash Thompson, and accidently broke Flash's hand. Needing money to pay off the resulting medical bill he sought employment by wrestling professionally in a red-blue costume provided by the wrestling promoters, until he was later fired from wrestling, due to being suspected of robbing the wrestling promoters' money. On his way home, Peter crossed a market. While he walked through, an armed burglar ran toward him from the market, having robbed a nearby store. When faced with the choice of stopping the armed robber or not, a spiteful Peter refused to stop him and ignored the robber, since he was still angry from being fired from his wrestling job. The burglar would later kill his uncle Ben in an attempted home invasion. Wracked with guilt, he managed to apprehend his uncle's killer. Driven by his uncle's motto that "with great power comes great responsibility," Peter modified his wrestling costume and decided to use his powers under the name "Spider-Man" to do good and help others in a bid to atone for his partial responsibility in his uncle's death. After a year of selfless heroic deeds, saving the lives of countless people, Peter would meet his end at the hands of the Green Goblin, his greatest adversary on his sixteenth birthday.

Name: Kana Yoshizawa

Series: Mama wa Taimanin

Race: Human with Demon blood.

Nationality: Japan

Gender: Female

Age: 33

Height: 5'7

Background: An ex-Taimanin who left her job ten years ago in order to get married to a normal man and start a family. Kana later gave birth to a son. Neither her husband or son knows about Kana's former life as a Taimanin.

Name: Karin Sugita

Series: Mama wa Taimanin

Race: Human with Demon blood.

Nationality: Japan

Gender: Female

Age: 24

Height: 5'5

Background: A active Taimanin investigating the missing person cases of several married ex-Taimanins. Her investigation leads her to Kana, who she suspects will be targeted as the next victim of the abductions.

Name: Sayoko Natsume

Series: Ochiru Hitozuma

Race: Human.

Nationality: Japan

Gender: Female

Age: 35

Height: 5'6

Background: A common housewife and a mother to a son. Sayoko was a close friend of Haruki's mother and adopted him when his parents dead three years ago. She owns a small tea shop located at the bottom floor of the family's three-story house, while her husband works at an export trading company and is often out of the house or on business trips. Without explanation her libido has grown exponentially these last few years, while at the same time her husband's sex drive has plummeted leaving him impotent.

Name: Haruki Nagisa

Series: Ochiru Hitozuma

Race: Human

Nationality: Japan

Gender: Male

Age: 10

Height: 4'9

Background: Haruki is an orphan whose family died three years ago in a car accident. He was taken in by the Natsume family. Haruki has a dark past. His father was a trainer for the Under Eden prostitution ring and before his death he introduced Haruki to the organization.

Name: Kyouko Tsukishima

Series: Kyonyuu Hitozuma Onna Kyoushi Saimin Keitai App de Sex Chuudoku!

Race: Human

Nationality: Japan

Gender: Female

Age: 29

Height: 5'6

Background: A math teacher at Ousei Academy, Kyouko comes off as a stern and strict woman with a strong sense of elitism to most. Her students definitely think so; however, she has a softer buoyant character to those she is close with. She is not very good at relationships and is averse to being looked at sexually by strange men. She is married, but regrets her marriage, and hates her husband for being selfish in bed focusing only on his pleasure and never hers, because of this she has no tolerance for pleasure due to never having being satisfied.

Name: Miwa Shirakawa

Series: Kyonyuu Hitozuma Onna Kyoushi Saimin Keitai App de Sex Chuudoku!

Race: Human

Nationality: Japan

Gender: Female

Age: 32

Height: 5'5

Background: An assistant homeroom teacher at Ousei Academy, Miwa recently married a man she has known for a long time, unfortunately her marriage began to unravel from its inception her husband was indifferent towards her desire for children and soon after began to neglect her. Feeling that it would be shameful to make an aggressive appeal to her husband, and unable to talk to anyone about it. Frustrated and embarrassed over the situation Miwa instead focused her attention on her work and students until a chance encounter changed her life.

Name: Rio Kamiizumi

Series: Kyonyuu Reijou MC Gakuen

Race: Human

Nationality: Japan

Gender: Female

Age: 17

Height: 5'4

Background: A student at Okyo Gakuen, a prestigious educational institution that is transitioning from an all-girls school.


Author's Note: I was watching a documentary yesterday about Russia in the 1990s, it explained how the programs of liberalization and stabilization designed by Boris Yeltsin called "shock therapy" only worsen Russia's economy further and lead to hyperinflation initially due to monetary overhang and the central bank, making the money printer go brrr to finance the state's debt and daily operations. This resulted in the near bankruptcy of much of Russian industry and a severe drop in living standards.

I found the whole thing to be eerily similar to events unfolding now.

Okay onto the story.

This story just came to me. I finished it in record time (for me that is).

Every hero and villain have a reason to become and remain a hero or villain, and in my opinion Ultimate Spider-man's reason is guilt over his actions that lead to the death of his uncle.

So, what happens if that guilt vanishes?

This story takes place after Taimanin Asagi 2, but before Taimanin Yukikaze and Mama wa Taimanin.