And I'm finally back with another chapter to this story. I'm extremely sorry I didn't upload the next chapter/this chapter as soon as I should've. I just got sidetracked, then forgot about it, then it was crunch time for school and work. But now we're here. As always, enjoy.
Drop ship, 5 hours till New Year's
"Everybody know the plan?" Captain America asked over comms. Peter's group, Overwatch, The Sirens, and Captain America and Iron Man were all in different dropships going towards Stryker's Helicarrier base. Everyone knew that it wasn't gonna to be a walk in the park to free the X-Men or bring Stryker to justice, but they were more than ready to end all the fighting.
"Copy." Soldier 76 replied.
"Got it Cap." Tony said.
"Aye Aye Captain." Peter said. He was in a drop ship with his crew, minus Sydney and Forge, who both took Max to New York to hide him at Xavier's Mansion. He had Wrench watching the radar for any missiles, Reaper manning the guns on the top of the ship, Tracer flying, and Sombra on standby if they had to hack an opening onto the helicarrier. He walked over to Widowmaker, who was calibrating her visor.
"Feeling alright?" Peter asked, sitting down next to her. She smiled a bit and looked at him.
"A little nervous. I'm guessing you are too?"
"Well we're about to fight what's left of Talon, all of who are gonna be on high alert once we get there, with no guarantee that Stryker is gonna willingly give up. So yeah." Peter said.
"We'll be alright." Widowmaker said. It was quiet for a few second after.
"Is this the part when one of us start yelling inspirational quotes?" Peter quipped. Widowmaker rolled her eyes.
"Nice to know that even in certain death, you still manage to make jokes." Widowmaker said.
"Part of my charm." Peter said as he got up and started to walk back to the front of the ship when he stopped.
"You gotta say something about it to her Pete." Peter thought to himself. He turned back around and said "Amelié, can I ask you something real quick?" She looked up at Peter and nodded her head.
"Did you ever figure out what you wanted to do after this was all over?" Peter asked.
Widowmaker looked down at the floor of the ship and started talking. "I haven't given it much thought. I don't know if it's possible for me to live a normal life after everything that's happened."
"Do you want my honest advice?" Peter asked. She looked at him and nodded.
"I know it's gonna sound crazy coming from me, but maybe join Overwatch, if they get reinstated."
"You know I can't do that Peter. Not after the trouble I've caused for them."
"That was when you had no control, not your own choosing." Peter said. "You can't keep blaming yourself for what they made you do."
Widowmaker smiled a bit. "You're right, but I can't help but feel some what responsible for what I've done."
"That's understandable. But someone once told me that with great power, comes great responsibility. I held that close to me every day. You're a excellent sniper. And Overwatch would be more than willing to take a sniper if it meant it helped them save people." Peter said. "All I'm saying is to think about it."
"I will Peter. Promise." Widowmaker said. She put on her visor and walked with Peter to the front of the ship, where everyone else is.
"Still no missiles yet. It's getting worrying Pete." Wrench said.
"Communication to the helicarrier is also pretty quiet. Doesn't feel right." Sombra added. He decided to try and connect Jean in one of the ships by using the connection they had through telepathy.
"Please work. Jean, can you hear me?" Peter thought.
"Yes. Everything ok?" Jean responsed.
"It's too quiet on my end, and we're in front of everyone. Can you try and see if you're able to sense anything ahead or read someone's mind in the helicarrier?"
"I can try." Jean responsed. She put both of her hands on her head and focused on the helicarrier. She luckily was able to read someone's mind inside.
"It's an unidentified ship coming closer towards us." One soldiers' mind read.
"They know you're getting closer." Jean said telepathically. Peter got nervous and stood next to Sombra.
"See any openings?"
"None on the sides. Seems the only way we could get on is if we go on top. But that's basically the same as throwing rocks at them." Sombra said. Peter looked out the window and saw there was a window on the side of the helicarrier. Inside was a training room that looked like it was for firearms training.
"Well what about there?" Peter asked. Sombra looked over and looked at Peter like he was crazy.
"That's risky Petey. Reaper can shoot the windows, but how would we get in?"
"Either I jump in and you guys go up top, or we fly through the window and pray we don't blow up." Peter said. Wrench got up from the radar station and went over to both of them.
"Well whatever we're doing, we gotta do it fast. We're pinged on their radar and it's only a matter of time before they shoot us down." Wrench said. "I say fuck it, we fly through."
"Peter, I know I might be a smug, know-it-all hacker, but we're taking a big risk flying through. I say we have you jump through." Sombra said.
"Tracer, your input?" Peter asked.
"You jump through, because flying through is suicidal." Tracer simply said.
"That only leaves Arana." Sombra said. Widowmaker was leaning against a wall on the ship while everyone was talking.
"If we fly through, the rest of Overwatch and The Sirens can land up top because they're all focused on us. Before they know it, they're outnumbered." Widowmaker said. Everyone turned back around to Peter and waited for his decision.
"Your call Pete." Wrench said. Peter crosses his arms and thought about it.
"I jump through, then I got to fight my way through a lot of soldiers to find the X-Men. We fly through, everyone on board is going to be panicked and confused." Peter came to the conclusion about what plan they were taking.
"We're flying the ship through the window." Peter said. Sombra looked at Peter like he was mental and Tracer just sighed heavily.
"Someone tell Reaper, so he knows to be ready for it." Peter said. Wrench went over to tell Reaper the plan. A minute later, he came back.
"Good news, Reaper is ready when you are. He also said, and I quote that you are batshit crazy." Wrench said. Peter smiled under his mask.
"So is everyone on this ship." Peter said. "Ready Tracer?"
"No, but he goes nothing." Tracer turned the ship around and flew away from the helicarrier to gain some speed. While this was happening, Winston, Cap and Iron Man, Jean, And Soldier 76 were all looking at Peter's ship.
"What the hell are they doing?" They all thought.
Tracer fully turned around now and started to gain speed as she flew towards the window.
"Hold on to something!" Peter yelled out.
Everyone was fully holding on something, whether it was a chair, another person, or a wall on the ship.
"Why did I say crash through the window?" Peter thought to himself as they made contact. The ship stopped halfway in, but was dangling off the edge of the window. Everyone was thrown onto the floor and the ship was fully wrecked. No one was hurt severely, but Peter's left lense was cracked and the same could be said for Wrench's mask.
Peter got up slowly. "Everyone alright?"
Wrench held his hand up and gave a thumbs up. Sombra nodded as she got up, so did Tracer.
"We don't have much time before they sound the alarm." Reaper said, walking from the gun turret he was at. Widowmaker got up and grabbed her gun.
"I wouldn't be surprised if they sound it right-" Peter was cut off by the alarm sounding. "Now"
Everyone started getting out of the ship. Peter was the last to get off and once he did, the ship went from being in the side of the helicarrier to falling out of the sky.
"No turning back now." Peter thought to himself. Everyone proceeded with caution and heard voices on the other side of the door. Soldiers were about to bust into the training room.
"Everyone get in cover!" Peter yelled as the door opened. They were all greeted by rapid gunfire. Everyone scrambled for cover, friend and foe. Peter was in cover behind a flipped table with Wrench next to him with his shotgun.
"I really hope we can take that vacation we talked about last month after all this bullshit." Wrench said as he loaded his gun.
"Depends. Because I'm probably going to a place with stingrays." Peter quipped as he took out both his pistols. While yes, he did have his powers again, he knew that webbing everyone on this ship was impossible. That and these were basically all terrorists on one helicarrier. They both were blind firing over the table as Widowmaker was trying to line up her shots. She shot two terrorists in the head before they started using suppressive fire on her.
"Sombra, a bit of help?" Widowmaker said over her earpiece. Sombra responsed by fabricating her SMG and flanked a few of the soldiers. This was more than enough to give Widowmaker a opening to take more shots. Meanwhile Tracer was able to flank the rest of the soldiers, mostly because she kept pushing the limit of her accelerator. After a few minutes of shooting, the only people left standing was Peter's team.
"Everyone alive and still breathing?" Peter asked. Everyone stepped out of cover and a few said yes. On the comms, Tony and Soldier 76 were trying to get a hold of Peter.
"Peter? Come in Peter!" Tony said. Currently his team, which was him, The Sirens, and Reinhardht and Mercy, were fighting alongside Soldier 76's team on the platform on the top of the helicarrier.
"I'm here Stark." Peter said.
"What were you thinking flying through the window? Could've killed yourselves!"
"Well...we didn't." Peter simply said. Tony smirked a bit as he sighed. He was flying and at the same time, trying to avoid getting hit by missiles.
"Whatever. We're taking most of the attention up here, so they'll be more focused on us. Find the X-Men." Stark said. Peter got quiet after that. Everyone walked towards him, waiting for his call.
"What's the plan Pete?" Wrench asked.
"We'll spilt up. Cover more ground that way." Peter said. He was lying when the reason was to cover more ground. He needed to free the X-Men by himself. And he needed to face Stryker by himself too. He owed everyone that.
"Reaper, Widow, Tracer. Go up to the platform and help everyone else up their." Peter said. They nodded and left, expect Widowmaker, who was hesitant to go until she saw Peter staring at her through his mask.
"Wrench, Sombra. You guys try and make a distraction or a way to steer this thing. We'll need it later." Peter said. They both nodded. But Sombra left immediately. Wrench stayed behind.
"Peter. Don't tell me you did this on purpose to go by yourself." Wrench said.
"I have to. Stryker has put us through all this bullshit. Almost killed me twice. I have to end this, one on one." Peter said seriously. Wrench looked at Peter and sighed.
"You can't keep putting all the worlds problems on your back Pete."
"I don't have a choice." Peter said. What Wrench did next caught Peter off guard. He willingly took off his mask and revealed his burn mark scar on his left eye.
"You acted the same when Horatio got killed. When I got caught by the FBI in San Francisco. What are you afraid of Pete?" Wrench asked sincerely.
Peter looked down, then back at Wrench. "I can't lose anyone I care about. Not again."
Wrench smirked. "And you're not going to." He put his mask back on and it started itself up again. He held up his fist. "Now let's save your family."
Peter fist bumped him. "Thanks Wrench." Wrench's mask lit up to show two arrows pointing up, showing he was happy. He began to leave the room before he stopped.
"And make sure you kick Stryker's ass for me." Wrench said as he left.
Peter smirked. He left the training room and started running down a hallway. He thought back to what happened at the Mansion when he thought he lost his powers. How he fought with Stryker then and lost. How he fought with him at Widowmaker's house and almost died. He had to end this, once and for all.
He eventually got to a dimly lit room. It looked like a storage room from the amount of boxes and equipment lying around. Peter shot a web to the ceiling and started crawling on the ceiling. He saw a cage door and landed next to it. Inside he saw a few shadowed figures.
"Anyone in here?" Peter whispered. He heard breathing coming from the other side and then saw the figures getting closer. It was Kurt, Spike, Logan, Storm, and Professor X. All of them were surprised to see him.
"Peter?" Kurt said as a smile began to form.
"Yeah, it's me. I'm going to get you all out. Just need to figure out how." Peter said. All the lights in the room fully turn on and almost blind Peter. When he adjusts to the light, he sees the remaining X-Men wearing special necklaces. Most likely what is keeping them from busting out of the cage.
"It's been a while Parker." Peter knee the voice too well by now. He looked around and saw Stryker on a platform overlooking the whole room. "Nice look by the way. Very nostalgic."
"Well, it's only once every life you get to get revenge on the asshole who ruined your life." Peter said. "Besides, you're gonna to go to jail, one way or another."
Stryker laughed. "You honestly believe that? Even if whatever your plan is on this helicarrier works, I have backups everywhere. Guns, Money, War. Plus, putting me away won't stop any of it."
"Highly doubt that you would have all that controlled. Especially after your whole morale issue in Talon. With what, half your elites leaving you?" Peter quipped.
"You think I'm stupid enough to leave all that to myself to run? You really must've not learned anything these last few years." Stryker said.
"What can I say, I'm hard headed." Peter said.
"So was Scott. But we persuaded him eventually." Stryker said. Peter was confused by this until his Spider sense started going nuts. He did a front hand spring over a beam shot towards him. He looked at the direction the beam came from and saw Scott in a modified X-Men costume. Instead of X's, they were replaced by Talon's logo. Peter saw a device on Scott's head that made it clear he was being mind controlled.
"That's not all Pete. Remember the casino?" Peter's Spider sense went crazy again. This time he did a cartoon out of a ground pound from Doomfist's gauntlet. Peter only fought him when he had the gauntlet off. He knew how powerful he was with it on.
"Now if you would excuse me, my ship leaves in a few." Stryker said as he left the room. Peter turned his attention back to Doomfist and Scott.
"You should've just stayed with Talon. Then all this pain and suffering could've been avoided." Doomfist said. Peter pulled out both his pistols and threw them on the floor. The same went for his holster and he webbed them to the floor.
"Now where would be the fun in being a terrorist?" Peter quipped. He got into a fighting position as he kept looking at Doomfist.
"I will enjoy breaking you in two, Spider."
And that's Part 1 of the last few chapters. Once again, I'm sorry I took this long, but I'm finally getting back on track with the story. Hope you all enjoyed and until next time.
