A New Breed II: Brotherhood

(Hey guys, I'm finally done with my undergraduate chapter in college. It's been a long, hard rode to graduation. Not so certain I entirely earned it, but I'm glad nonetheless. Thank you to everyone who liked the first installment of this story and I hope you like this part as well. (I will reply to the last reviews from the first part, probably should've done that after you all posted them, sorry.) I hope you all enjoy the next installment in my A New Breed saga.)

The Timeless Writer: What do you mean you wouldn't normally read? (Not angry, just confused.) It's your choice if you wish.

Death Fury: Thanks.

Noble Six: Thanks.

Prologue

(S.H.I.E.L.D. Academy, several months later)

White Tiger stands on a training mat, across from her is her lover, Spider-Man. Director Fury stands in the training room against a wall. His arms are crossed and his one eyes is narrowed in a serious manner.

"Begin," Director Fury ordered.

Spider-Man grinned as he leapt forward and threw a punch. White Tiger grinned as well. She sidestepped the strike and grabbed his throat. She slammed him onto the mat.

"Mmm, if only the Director weren't here," White Tiger chuckled, her voice taking a husky tone.

Spider-Man tried to say something, but nothing came out as his cheeks burnt red. She then picked him up and slung him. Spider-Man gasped as he flipped in the air and landed on the mat.

"Now that's just cheating," Spider-Man said yet couldn't help a chuckle.

White Tiger smirked under her mask. The two ran at each other. Spider-Man threw a kick, but White Tiger ducked under it then responded with a kick of her own she shot upwards. Spider-Man flipped over the strike. He went for a jab, but she pushed the attack aside with one hand then shot out her own. Spider-Man grunted in pain as her fist struck his torso.

"Come on, you seriously wanna bruise me?" Spider-Man whimpered.

"I'll help you heal and relax later," White Tiger said.

"Oh sh –" Spider-Man started to say.

White Tiger leapt up and threw out a roundhouse kick. The attack slammed into Spider-Man and sent him to the ground on his side. He groaned in pain and embarrassment.

"Well done Ms. Ayala. Mr. Parker, it was a good effort yet you still have some work to do," Director Fury said.

Spider-Man raised one hand up and gave a thumbs up. Director Fury nodded to White Tiger and walked out. White Tiger chuckled as she walked over and rolled Spider-Man onto his back. She chuckled as she straddled him. Spider-Man could feel his cheeks burning again.

"You really need to last longer," White Tiger quipped.

"Hilarious," Spider-Man grumbled.

"It is," White Tiger chuckled.

"But...I…I'm not getting out of this, am I?" Spider-Man asked.

"Nope," White Tiger said.

She pulled up his mask up to his nose and did the same to hers. She then kissed him with passion. After a considerable amount of time of the fierce make out session driven by Tiger, she ended the kiss.

"But seriously, you need to work on your close combat training," She advised.

"How can I when you always –" Spider-Man started to chuckle.

"We don't always do that, but I enjoy it so much. You know I have to have it and I get what I want," White Tiger interjected with a smirk on her partially revealed face.

"Yes you do and I love it," Spider-Man replied.

"You better," White Tiger chuckled a snarl.

"Y-Yes, ma-am," Spider-Man stammered.

White Tiger scoffed in amusement but then kissed him. She then pulled back after the kiss.

"Oh I'd so love to do it right now, but I'd rather not be walked in on and have to chase them off," White Tiger sighed.

"Good idea," Spider-Man said.

The two rushed out of the room and off to their private quarters. White Tiger slammed and locked the door behind them. She shoved Spider-Man onto the bed and straddled him as she took off his mask then hers. Ava chuckled as she attacked his lips with hers. After almost a minute Ava released Peter and sat up. She gasped a chuckle at him.

"Not bad, still needs some work," White Tiger laughed.

"Then we may need to practice more," Spider-Man said.

White Tiger grinned and kissed him again. After releasing him they prepared to remove their clothes. As they started to toss their clothes away they heard something smash. They looked over and saw a picture frame on the floor, pieces of glass laid beside the frame. Ava walked over and picked up the frame after carefully throwing away the glass. She turned to the frame and her face took on a solemn look.

"What's wrong?" Peter asked as he approached her.

Peter looked down at the photo.

(Oh…)

It was a picture of White Tiger and Laura battling side by side against HYDRA troopers in Time Square.

"I took that a few months ago. Zola's attempt to siege Manhattan as a way to snatch away control from S.H.I.E.L.D. was stopped by us. Civilians were running around and I managed to take a picture of the two of you in combat," Peter reminisced.

"It was a great day. I'll never forget how Zola watched in disbelief and despair as Laura and I tore through his troopers. Then you helped in bringing him down by finding the chip to his consciousness while we chopped him down to size," Ava sighed.

"That was a good day," Peter chuckled.

"We haven't seen her since then. She was still dealing with Lucas' death. Her shredding things was how she went about it. Glad she showed up," Ava mused.

"Lucas," Peter sighed.

The two stood awkwardly.

(We never found Lucas' body. We figured animals dragged him off or some other event that we don't even want to know about. Regardless, Laura was in a wreck from his death. Last I heard she wasn't doing well, but working on it.)

"I know Laura wasn't happy that S.H.I.E.L.D. gave up the search for Lucas' body a few months ago, but I think she's been able to move on…or at has at least been able to live with it," Peter sighed.

"That's good, but let's not focus on the past. Let's get back to the present," Ava said as she put the frame aside.

Ava smiled as she wrapped her arms around Peter and kissed him again. She then pushed him back on the bed and crawled on top of him then kissed him again.

(Unknown location)

Laura stood in a field with scorch marks and charred strips of land. Her eyes beneath her small mask narrowed and she bared her teeth in aggression. She extruded her hand claws and took a fighting stance. The ground shook as something large approached her. A figure standing near 20 feet tall took slow steps towards her. Shaped in the form of a muscular, armored man with blue and purple coating walked towards the young mutant. It has a human like face, but the figure was clearly a machine. It raised its right hand and in the palm is a circle which glowed a bright yellow color.

"Death to all mutants," the machine emotionlessly stated.

A yellow beam of energy shot from its hand. Laura grunted as she rushed out of the beam as it scorched the ground where Laura stood. She raced towards the machine and dodged each beam blast sent at her.

"Damn machine!" Laura snarled.

Laura jumped up and slashed with her right claws which tore through just above the left foot. The machine fell on its hands and knees with a thud, but raised its left hand. It fired another blast and Laura growled as she barely managed to dodge the attack. She snarled as she leapt forward and slashed her left claws. The machine's head fell of and it then the body hit the ground with a thud.

"Danger Room. Off," Laura ordered.

The field and machine disappeared in a flash of light and revealed a bright gray room with a window for a viewing platform 10 feet up one of the walls. She retracted her claws. She took hold of one of her wrists and slowly rotated it in her grasp as she walked out of the room.

"Hey Laura," a voice chuckled.

Laura turned to see a smirking young man looking at her. He stood five foot ten with a lean and muscular build and styled black hair. His blue eyes stared directly at her as the smirk on his clean shaven face. He stood up against a wall, hands in his jean pockets.

"Julian," Laura said.

She gave a small smile as she approached him. He kissed her on the on the lips.

"What are you doing all by yourself down here, babe? Why didn't you invite me to the party?" Julian chuckled.

His eyes suddenly glowed green and his hands glowed the same color yet had an almost flaming aura to it. Laura smirked as she extruded her right hand claws in front of his face, which caused his eyes and hands to stop glowing.

"You can't keep up with me," Laura said.

"Oh please, but can you get those out of my face?" Julian asked.

Laura retracted her claws.

"Don't presume things too quickly. Just because we're together doesn't mean I will take shit from you," Laura said.

Laura walked back up to the ground floor of the mansion with Julian behind him. People of various shapes, sizes, and appearances walked through the halls. Some gave Laura uncertain looks, but most hurried by with books in their arms.

"Don't you have a class soon?" Julian asked.

"It was decided I didn't need as many classes as the rest of you all. Given my 'experiences' I didn't need as many classes," Laura answered.

Julian rolled his eyes and grumbled. Laura chuckled under her breath. They made their way to the Professor's office. Laura knocked on the door. The two heard footsteps approach the door. The two were met by Logan at the door, his same rough look was softened a bit when he saw Laura.

"Hey darlin'. Kid," Logan said.

"Hey dad," Laura replied then walked into the room.

"Hey Wolvie," Julian chuckled.

"Don't call me that," Logan snarled then followed Laura.

Julian's eyes widened for a moment, but then rolled in annoyance. Laura approached the desk of the Charles Xavier. He smiled at her.

"Hello Laura, how was training?" Xavier asked.

"Not as long as I hoped. Could use some improvements," Laura answered.

"Sentinels aren't much of a challenge?" Xavier asked.

"Oh they're dangerous, but so am I," Laura chuckled.

Logan smiled. Xavier sighed, but nodded.

"Hello Julian, how are classes going?" Xavier asked.

"Ms. Grey is helping me with my powers, but I'm not liking all her criticisms," Julian answered.

"They're instructions and suggestions. She is more experienced than you and has dealt with these challenges before," Xavier advised.

"Whatever," Julian muttered under his breath.

He grunted as he cracked his neck.

"I'll see you later, babe, I got homework to do," Julian said then exited the room after kissing Laura.

Logan rolled his eyes and grumbled.

"Still can't believe you're with him," Logan scoffed.

"Logan, your daughter can be with who she wishes," Xavier said.

"You know what I meant. I don't tell her who she romances," Logan said.

"If you two old bags of bones are done talking about my love life, I'm gonna go," Laura grumbled.

Logan and Xavier looked at one another with at bit of surprise, but when they turned back Laura had just exited the room.

"Her sharp tongue never fails to impress me. But she still misses the kid. He made and impact," Logan sighed.

"I know Logan, but Laura is trying to move on. The boy's death was months ago and despite his claim, they didn't know one another well enough. I believe he did love Laura, but she is with someone now," Xavier said.

"Don't talk to me like I don't know that, Chuck," Logan snarled.

Xavier didn't take his gaze away from the gruff mutant.

"I know; I just wish things could've turned out better. I've accepted his death, don't mistake me on that. I've lived with plenty of tragic shit. But I know, he's gone," Logan sighed.

(Unknown location)

Men stand around a bar, drinking and laughing. There are cheers and laughter that bellowed from another part of the building the men were in.

"I'm glad you all brought me along, never seen anything like that," a man said.

"It's quite the show, beforehand you might get a good show every month or two months…but it's been more entertaining with each day these last few months," another said.

There was a clutter several feet away from them. They looked towards a dark corner, but didn't see anything. But then a gloved hand reached out and grabbed a bottle then was pulled back into the shadows.

"He's been there the whole time?" One man asked.

"He doesn't have much to do up here, but he's not drinking what you all think. Just water and that's about it," the bartender said.

The older man had a brawny build with a thick graying beard and moustache. He cleaned a glass with a small towel.

"All this alcohol and all he drinks is water? From the hits he takes it seemed like he was too drunk to notice or care," another said.

"Well, I guess you'll see things differently when he's up again," the older man said.

The men looked over at the shadows and caught a glimpse of orange eyes.

To be continued…

(I'm so sorry it took so long for me to upload/update something. My last semester of undergraduate college kept me so busy. I will try to update more often now, though I am in the process of planning/writing a book (don't know how well it will work out to be honest), so I will have to try to balance things out. Hope you all enjoy Brotherhood, the second installment in the A New Breed saga.)