[A few hours later, Hardy Residence.]
After the phone call with Rachel, Peter sighed and put the phone on the jacket. "How's Ethan?" He asked, glancing at Ethan's unconscious body for a second before landing on Felicia.
"He's alright, I guess," The silver-blonde sighed, standing up and broke her glance from Ethan. "But... I don't know how to feel about it."
"Me too," He nodded, crossing his arms. "But it does make sense... He got bitten by a spider a month ago."
"I should've connected the dot, it's too obvious."
"...Yeah," Felicia murmured. "How's Rachel?"
"She stopped crying a few minutes ago," Peter answered, sitting down to a chair next to the couch. "I told her that he's gonna be fine, but she probably just has no more tears to cry..."
"That's reassuring," She sarcastically said, burying her head into her hands. "...Ethan, why wouldn't you tell me?"
"He must have his reason," Spidey said, taking out his phone to check the time. "Well uh... I need to go now, Felicia."
"May called you?" Felicia asked, raising an eye in curiosity but only for a second. "Whatever, it's two in the morning already."
"Yeah," He awkwardly nodded, putting on his mask and walked over to the balcony. "See you later."
"Later."
With that said, Peter leaped out of the window and disappeared into the night sky. And Felicia sighed once she was left alone, sitting down next to Ethan and held out a hand, caressing his hair.
"Ethan, wake up... please."
[A few more hours later, afternoon]
(Ethan's POV)
Sensing the heat of sunlight all over my body, my conscience finally returned to my body. Grunting in slight pain, I opened my eyes and... Where was I?
And why was I half-naked? And my vision was blurry...
Looking around in the... penthouse? I saw my jacket, shirt, and the mask on the tea table nearby. I tried to sit up but something on my stomach pinned my down. Not only that, my right arm was pinned under that thing as well...
Blinking for a few times until my vision was clear again, I looked down to see what exactly was pinning me.
Wait, it's not a 'what', a 'something'
It's Felicia, lying on my torso and fell asleep, still in her costume.
And... it's probably her house. Well, that made sense. By the way, I should wake her up by now, or I'll just stuck in here forever. Pulling out my left arm (which still hurt a little), I softly patted her head.
"Felicia, wake up," I murmured, just loud enough for her to hear. "You're pinning me down."
She groaned in response, pushing her body up and pushed some hairs aside. "...Ethan?"
"Yeah... good morning, I guess," I awkwardly laughed, pulling out my right arm and sat up on the couch. "What time was it?"
Felicia didn't answer, but a smile of relief crept onto her face. And before I could even react, she suddenly lunged forward and hugged me tightly. Widening my eyes in surprise, I froze for a second before returning the embrace, letting her buried her head to my shoulder.
"...Why didn't you tell me?" She whispered. "You know I'm Black Cat for a while, right? Then why didn't you just tell me the truth?"
"Uh... Actually..." I thought for a moment, biting my lips before answering. "I want our relationship to based on us being teen, not as vigilantes."
"Well, my plan failed."
She giggled, tightening the embrace in response. And my wrist suddenly ached for a split second, causing me to wince. "Shit! I'm sorry!" Noticing my subtle reaction, Felicia instantly broke out from the embrace, looking at me with concern.
"It's fine, I'm almost fully healed up..." I said reassuringly, trying to calm her down. "I'm really OK, don't worry. I can handle more damages than Spidey."
"You're not lying?"
"Of course, why would I?"
"Nothing..." Felicia trailed off, looking down at the bandages for a moment. "You should call Rachel, she's been worrying for the whole night."
"Right," I nodded, glancing at the phone on the coffee table next to me. Taking the phone from the table and called Rachel's number.
After a few buzzes, her voice rang through the speaker. "Ethan? Is this you?"
"Yeah, it's me," I answered, sharing a glance with Felicia before continuing. "And I'm sorry... Letting you worry about my life."
Rachel paused for a moment. "...Apology accepted."
"That's it?"
"I know you didn't want to end up like this, just..." She paused again. "I changed my mind, you're gonna make me something, I'll decide later."
"After all, I had to lie to Catherine to cover your back."
"...Sorry," I sighed, lying down to the soft couch. "I'll do it."
"Knew it... By the way, Catherine is having overtime today," Rachel said. "Just saying."
"Are you implying something?"
"No, you're the one who implied it to yourself," She shrugged, holding a laugh but failed. "But thank you for giving me the idea."
"Let's just drop it..." I sighed. "Whatever, see you later."
With that said, Rachel cut the line and now I was with Felicia again. "I'm making something to eat. I'm starving." She said, standing up and walked toward the kitchen.
Sitting up from the couch, I rubbed the back of my head and looked around. My shirt and jacket were laying on another couch nearby, as well as my web-shooters and the mask.
Even though I'm covered in bandages, but technically I'm still half-naked. Ignoring the pain in my wrist, I put both my shirt and jacket. Meanwhile, Felicia came out with two bowls of cereal.
She put both bowls to the dining table near the kitchen, frowning as she saw me. "You're leaving?"
"...No, I just don't want to walk around half-naked," I deadpanned, zipping up my jacket. "But um... You don't need to do this for me..."
"Just take it," Sighing, Felicia sat down on one end of the chair. "You don't want to waste my effort, right?"
"Of course," Nodding, I sat down on the other end and started eating. Well, I was more lost in thought than eating the cereal. Now Felicia knew my secret identity, did Peter knew about it too?
If he knew now, then it meant that... either Tony Stark or SHIELD was going to contact me, or Nick Fury would just straight up snuck into my room in the middle of the night, telling me 'I want to talk with you for the Avenger protocol.'
...Well, more like 'I want you to be one of our new team.', and I'm with a few teen heroes like Nova, White Tiger and more. Or just put me to be a part of some team like Teen Titans.
Wait, ain't that the exact same thing?
We stayed in silence, a somewhat comfortable silence. However, I noticed that she would constantly glance at me, more specifically, my clothes. "Is there something wrong with my clothes?"
"No," She shook her head in response, avoiding my glances. "...Ethan, do you remember what did I said about your costume?"
"You said my costume sucks," I shrugged, raising an eye in confusion. What was she leading up to...?
"Right, and I still stand with that point," Felicia nodded, finishing the cereal and crossed her arms. "So uh... You really need a new suit."
"Huh? You're serious?"
"Don't worry, I'll make one for you," She smirked, scanning me with her eyes. "Yeah, that should be right."
...Wait, Felicia's going to make a new suit for me?!
"Wait, what?!" I exclaimed, widening my eyes in shock. "You don't need to do this for me, why?"
"'Cause I want to," She shrugged. "And I wanted to do this for a while now. I just never found a good time to do this."
"W-well, thank you, Felicia..." I stammered. "I appreciate it."
Felicia only smiled shyly in response, until she noticed my cereal which was becoming soggy. "Ethan! Your cereal!"
My eyes instantly snapped to the bowl in front, picking up a spoon of cereal. "...Ah shit..." I sighed.
The cereal was completely soggy...
"Sorry..." I apologized, putting down the spoon back to the bowl. "I wasted your cereal..."
"...Whatever," Felicia sighed, shaking her head as she stood up from the chair. "Ethan, I have nothing to do today, can you... uh..."
She paused for a moment, shaking her head again. "Nevermind, just forget about it."
"You want me to stay?"
"Well, yeah-" She interrupted herself, widening her eyes in shock for a split second and deeply blushed. "N-No! You're fine, there's no point for you to stay here."
"Your reaction said otherwise, Felicia," I said, trying my best to hold a smirk from forming on my face.
"Uh..." She paused for a second, her blush deepened as time went on. "...Fine, I did want you to stay..."
"And I'm not going anywhere today," I chuckled. "Rachel told me that Catherine's working overnight today."
"Really?!" Felicia exclaimed in surprise, a grin slowly but surely crept to her face. "That's great!"
However, her smile fell after a moment, looking down at her suit. "Um... I need to change my clothes, I can't just wear this suit for the whole day."
With that said, she quickly skipped to her bedroom above, turning around as she was about to enter the room. "By the way, there are some spare clothes in this room, if you want to change into something else."
Seeing my nod, Felicia smiled and entered the room. And I walked to the other room a moment later. Well, Felicia was right, there are some spare clothes for males. Weird.
Anyway, I quickly changed into a plain black T-shirt and sport trousers, and I got out with the costume in my hand. At the same time, Felicia came out with a pink tank top and grey track pants.
"Felicia, about these clothes..." I trailed off, glancing at the clothes in my hand. "Do you have somewhere to put them?"
"You can just put them in the room, Ethan," She deadpanned.
"Oh." I quickly walked back into that room, putting the costume on the bed and came back out.
Felicia was already sitting on the couch, choosing which movie or series to watch with a bored expression. "Ethan, any idea for movies?"
"I don't really have one," I admitted, sating next to her, glancing at the TV before us. "And I don't have time to watch Netflix..."
She sighed. "Being a hero really took our time to be a teenager..." Pondering for a moment, she grabbed the remote and randomly picked a movie to watch.
And it was called... 'Tall Girl'? Who came up with this name?
(Fun fact: Tall Girl is a real Netflix movie, don't look that up, I'm begging you.)
Whatever, we're going to stay on this couch for a long while.
On the other hand, in a dock on Lower Manhattan, Gwen was walking up to an empty warehouse. Stuffing her hands in her sports jacket's pocket, she opened the door to the warehouse, taking a look into the vast spaces in it.
She was wearing a grey sports jacket over a white T-shirt, a pair of blue jeans and running shoes.
Pulling down the hood, Gwen pulled both hands out from the pocket, revealing the white spider on her right hand.
Care to remind me why are we here?
"I want to test those powers you gave me," She answered, examining the things in the warehouse. "And this is the perfect place to test them."
You can just go to some rooftop and try it...
"This place gives me more freedom to mess around, look," Gwen pointed at the chains hanging from the ceiling, narrowing her eyes. "I guess you know what I wanted to try, right?"
...Fine, I get it.
Smiling, she took a deep breath as she readied to test them out. Without any hesitation, she dashed forward to a wall, jumping up and landed on it.
Instead of falling down as normal, her hands were sticking to the wall, supporting her. "OK... they still work..." Widening her smile, Gwen started to crawl along the wall, until she reached the ceiling.
On second thought... It's a stupid idea.
"It's not that stupid." The blonde giggled, looking down to the ground beneath her. "Nevermind, it kinda is."
Gwen, you don't need to do this, just crawl down and do something else to do.
Pondering for a moment, she looked at her hands for a moment before shaking her head. "But I still want to try it."
Before the voice could even say anything, Gwen took a deep breath and jumped. Turning around in mid-air and grabbed the hanging chain. "Got it!" She beamed, using the momentum and swung to another chain.
...I'll just stay silent for a while, you're just a massive idiot.
"I heard that," She deadpanned, keep swinging between the chains until she reached the final one. Jumping from it, she stuck to the wall for a second and let go, landing with a swift roll.
Turning back, she looked at the chains with a bright smile. "That was awesome!" She laughed, stretching her arms to the air. "Hey, I think you should have a name."
You're talking to me?
"Of course, it's only me and you." Gwen nodded. "I can't always call you 'you' or 'voices in my head', right?"
Well... I guess.
"Glad you're agreeing with me," She said, letting the spider crawled to her shoulder as she jumped and sat on the wall. "So... Any idea?"
No.
"Fine..." Sighing, Gwen quickly thought of another name, tapping her forehead in the process. "Uh... 'Silk'?"
No, that sounds like a name for something like... moon.
"You told me to come up with an idea, that means you don't have a choice," The blonde pouted in protest, narrowing her eyes at the spider. "If you want to be called something else, don't tell me to come up for you."
Fine, I'll pick one for myself... even though you're the one who wanted a name for me.
The voice stayed silent for a few moments.
White.
"White?" Gwen asked out loud, arching an eye in confusion. "That's it?"
That's the best name I can come up with, Gwen.
She shrugged in response. "Fine, I'll call you White from now on."
With that said, they're about to enjoy the silence and took a break when her phone suddenly buzzed. Raising an eye in confusion, Gwen took out her phone and checked who's calling. "Peter? Why now?"
Tilting her head in more confusion, she accepted the call. "Peter? What happened?"
"Gwen, do you know anything related to Curtis Connor?"
"Dr. Connor?" Repeating his words, the blonde thought for a second before shaking her head. "Not that I'm aware of. I only knew him as my mom's friends."
"But why asking about it? Did the Lizard relate to him?"
"Well... I'm at Lizard's... uh... nest." Peter stammered. "And the word 'Oscorp' was written all over the wall..."
"You're at what?!"
"It's nest... in the sewer." He said. "I need to know where it has been, OK?"
"Peter, where the hell are you-"
"I'm fine, you don't need to worry," He shrugged, looking around in the place. "But I don't see it, weird..."
"Peter, just get the hell out of there," Gwen clutched her phone so hard that it almost cracked, worry written all over her face. "I don't like how it's going."
"I'm really fine, Gwen," Peter giggled. "But you're worried about me, that's heartwarming-"
"It's not the time for a joke, Peter Parker!" The blonde exclaimed in anger, even scaring White.
However, there's no reply.
Just silence.
"Peter?"
Narrowing her eyes in suspicion, Gwen looked at her phone but they're still on the line. "What the hell?" She whispered to herself. "Peter? Just answer me goddammit."
Silence.
"Peter? Peter Parker?"
"Spidey? Bug-boy?"
Still receiving no reply, worry started to appear on Gwen's face. "...Hey! Answer me!"
That's bad...
"Peter! Don't just leave me here!"
[Meanwhile, Hell's Kitchen, Nelson and Murdock]
After saying goodbye with Foggy Nelson, Matt Murdock remained in his table and waited, waiting for a certain PI's arrival.
Fortunately, he didn't need to wait long.
Hearing the heartbeat from his office's door, Matt quickly got up and opened the door for her. "Jessica," He said, a faint smile crept onto his face.
"Matt," Jessica Jones deadpanned, gesturing him to step aside as she entered the office. "I got to tell you something, it's unusually hard to find information about Noir."
"That's harder than I thought," He joked, closing the door and sat down on his seat. "So, what did you get?"
The PI cleared her throat, pulling a folder from her bag, "First, Noir should be around Spider-Man's age," She said, opening the folder to reveal a map. "But I can't confirm it."
The map was filled with different red lines, signaling the direction and places where sightings of Noir took place.
The blind lawyer frowned at this information, adjusting his sunglasses. "Even though it's expected, but taking on Dead-Bridges at this age..."
"I know," Jessica nodded, taking out a few photos about Noir which she took herself. "Not only that, his whereabout are extremely easy to locate if you're looking into him. He's shouldn't be like this."
"And this reminded me of a certain someone with Spider power too," She finished, glancing at Matt as she said this.
"They're both teenagers, that's usual for them," He smirked, folding his walking stick.
"I don't care. After all, you're the one who will talk to him." The PI deadpanned again, pulling out the map and unfolded it. "But the most important thing of all, I somehow found a certain area he always crossed."
"His hideout?"
"More like his home," She said. pointing at a point that almost every line crossed with each other. "It's Greenpoint at Queens."
"A residential area," Matt said to himself, nodding. "No wonder, it might be where his home located."
"Well, I'll leave this file to you... I had to look around footages online and offline, asking anyone for sighting and story about him..." Jessica said, stuffing everything into a file and pushed it to Matt. "Now, let's talk about how are you going to repay me."
"That's some hard work from you," He sighed, shifting his sunglasses. "And money is not gonna be accepted, right?"
"You're damn right." She shrugged, leaning back into her chair. "So uh... You're gonna be my attorney for a year, and free of charge."
"Well, that's easy," The blind lawyer smirked, crossing his arms. "And I'm not just going to handle things you get yourself into."
"Yeah, so... Basically, you will be my personal lawyer for a year."
"I can deal with that," He shrugged.
"It's deal then," Leaning forward for a second, Jessica stood up and packed her things. "Well, I think it's my time to leave now."
"Jessica, you know I can't read the file, right?"
"Of course," She nodded, turning around and smirked. "But it's not like I'm gonna read it for you."
"Typical you, Jess."
The PI's brow instantly turned into a frown at his nickname, crossing her arms. "I told you not to call me 'Jess', Mr. Murdock."
Sighing, Matt shook his head with a bitter smile. "...Kilgrave is dead, you snapped his neck."
"So?"
"I know it's kinda cheesy, but it's time for you to move on."
She stayed silent for a while, avoiding his gaze. "...I'm trying."
Before Matt could even mutter a noise, Jessica instantly left the room, leaving him sitting in his chair. Once the door clicked and closed, he let out a heavy sigh and leaned back.
"...More like lying."
With that, Chapter 10 is done!
Actually, this chapter is a hard one to finish. I would like to say something like how many times I rewrite some parts, but I'll keep them to myself.
Side note, I'm open for villain suggestion of the next arc!
REVIEW RESPONSE:
Zoom99: Thanks!
Raidentensho: Well, Ethan's power is improving and becoming stronger as time goes on, like his healing is much faster than how he did in Rhino's battle. And he took a lot more beating before knocked out.
And about Compound X, he'll be using it to fight and beat Dead-Bridges head, but what power he'll get... That's a question for another day.
As for the suit, Felicia got that covered. So... sorry Ethan.
Death Fury: Thank you!
OZ Formula is a great idea, Ethan might not be brave enough to use it. But desperate time comes desperate measure.
BloodRaven46: So uh... I got a bit confused by your question, are you talking about which actor is 'portraying' Gwen, MJ and more? Or are you talking about readers who prefer the characters in MCU Spidey?
Please correct me if I'm wrong, but I'll answer both of them now.
First, about Gwen and MJ.
Gwen will be 'portrayed' by Emma Stone. (Especially in Easy A, but short hair and blonde.)
Mean[A few hours later, Hardy Residence.]
After the phone call with Rachel, Peter sighed and put the phone on the jacket. "How's Ethan?" He asked, glancing at Ethan's unconscious body for a second before landing on Felicia.
"He's alright, I guess," The silver-blonde sighed, standing up and broke her glance from Ethan. "But... I don't know how to feel about it."
"Me too," He nodded, crossing his arms. "But it does make sense... He got bitten by a spider a month ago."
"I should've connected the dot, it's too obvious."
"...Yeah," Felicia murmured. "How's Rachel?"
"She stopped crying a few minutes ago," Peter answered, sitting down to a chair next to the couch. "I told her that he's gonna be fine, but she probably just has no more tears to cry..."
"That's reassuring," She sarcastically said, burying her head into her hands. "...Ethan, why wouldn't you tell me?"
"He must have his reason," Spidey said, taking out his phone to check the time. "Well uh... I need to go now, Felicia."
"May called you?" Felicia asked, raising an eye in curiosity but only for a second. "Whatever, it's two in the morning already."
"Yeah," He awkwardly nodded, putting on his mask and walked over to the balcony. "See you later."
"Later."
With that said, Peter leaped out of the window and disappeared into the night sky. And Felicia sighed once she was left alone, sitting down next to Ethan and held out a hand, caressing his hair.
"Ethan, wake up... please."
[A few more hours later, afternoon]
(Ethan's POV)
Sensing the heat of sunlight all over my body, my conscience finally returned to my body. Grunting in slight pain, I opened my eyes and... Where was I?
And why was I half-naked? And my vision was blurry...
Looking around in the... penthouse? I saw my jacket, shirt, and the mask on the tea table nearby. I tried to sit up but something on my stomach pinned my down. Not only that, my right arm was pinned under that thing as well...
Blinking for a few times until my vision was clear again, I looked down to see what exactly was pinning me.
Wait, it's not a 'what', a 'something'
It's Felicia, lying on my torso and fell asleep, still in her costume.
And... it's probably her house. Well, that made sense. By the way, I should wake her up by now, or I'll just stuck in here forever. Pulling out my left arm (which still hurt a little), I softly patted her head.
"Felicia, wake up," I murmured, just loud enough for her to hear. "You're pinning me down."
She groaned in response, pushing her body up and pushed some hairs aside. "...Ethan?"
"Yeah... good morning, I guess," I awkwardly laughed, pulling out my right arm and sat up on the couch. "What time was it?"
Felicia didn't answer, but a smile of relief crept onto her face. And before I could even react, she suddenly lunged forward and hugged me tightly. Widening my eyes in surprise, I froze for a second before returning the embrace, letting her buried her head to my shoulder.
"...Why didn't you tell me?" She whispered. "You know I'm Black Cat for a while, right? Then why didn't you just tell me the truth?"
"Uh... Actually..." I thought for a moment, biting my lips before answering. "I want our relationship to based on us being teen, not as vigilantes."
"Well, my plan failed."
She giggled, tightening the embrace in response. And my wrist suddenly ached for a split second, causing me to wince. "Shit! I'm sorry!" Noticing my subtle reaction, Felicia instantly broke out from the embrace, looking at me with concern.
"It's fine, I'm almost fully healed up..." I said reassuringly, trying to calm her down. "I'm really OK, don't worry. I can handle more damages than Spidey."
"You're not lying?"
"Of course, why would I?"
"Nothing..." Felicia trailed off, looking down at the bandages for a moment. "You should call Rachel, she's been worrying for the whole night."
"Right," I nodded, glancing at the phone on the coffee table next to me. Taking the phone from the table and called Rachel's number.
After a few buzzes, her voice rang through the speaker. "Ethan? Is this you?"
"Yeah, it's me," I answered, sharing a glance with Felicia before continuing. "And I'm sorry... Letting you worry about my life."
Rachel paused for a moment. "...Apology accepted."
"That's it?"
"I know you didn't want to end up like this, just..." She paused again. "I changed my mind, you're gonna make me something, I'll decide later."
"After all, I had to lie to Catherine to cover your back."
"...Sorry," I sighed, lying down to the soft couch. "I'll do it."
"Knew it... By the way, Catherine is having overtime today," Rachel said. "Just saying."
"Are you implying something?"
"No, you're the one who implied it to yourself," She shrugged, holding a laugh but failed. "But thank you for giving me the idea."
"Let's just drop it..." I sighed. "Whatever, see you later."
With that said, Rachel cut the line and now I was with Felicia again. "I'm making something to eat. I'm starving." She said, standing up and walked toward the kitchen.
Sitting up from the couch, I rubbed the back of my head and looked around. My shirt and jacket were laying on another couch nearby, as well as my web-shooters and the mask.
Even though I'm covered in bandages, but technically I'm still half-naked. Ignoring the pain in my wrist, I put both my shirt and jacket. Meanwhile, Felicia came out with two bowls of cereal.
She put both bowls to the dining table near the kitchen, frowning as she saw me. "You're leaving?"
"...No, I just don't want to walk around half-naked," I deadpanned, zipping up my jacket. "But um... You don't need to do this for me..."
"Just take it," Sighing, Felicia sat down on one end of the chair. "You don't want to waste my effort, right?"
"Of course," Nodding, I sat down on the other end and started eating. Well, I was more lost in thought than eating the cereal. Now Felicia knew my secret identity, did Peter knew about it too?
If he knew now, then it meant that... either Tony Stark or SHIELD was going to contact me, or Nick Fury would just straight up snuck into my room in the middle of the night, telling me 'I want to talk with you for the Avenger protocol.'
...Well, more like 'I want you to be one of our new team.', and I'm with a few teen heroes like Nova, White Tiger and more. Or just put me to be a part of some team like Teen Titans.
Wait, ain't that the exact same thing?
We stayed in silence, a somewhat comfortable silence. However, I noticed that she would constantly glance at me, more specifically, my clothes. "Is there something wrong with my clothes?"
"No," She shook her head in response, avoiding my glances. "...Ethan, do you remember what did I said about your costume?"
"You said my costume sucks," I shrugged, raising an eye in confusion. What was she leading up to...?
"Right, and I still stand with that point," Felicia nodded, finishing the cereal and crossed her arms. "So uh... You really need a new suit."
"Huh? You're serious?"
"Don't worry, I'll make one for you," She smirked, scanning me with her eyes. "Yeah, that should be right."
...Wait, Felicia's going to make a new suit for me?!
"Wait, what?!" I exclaimed, widening my eyes in shock. "You don't need to do this for me, why?"
"'Cause I want to," She shrugged. "And I wanted to do this for a while now. I just never found a good time to do this."
"W-well, thank you, Felicia..." I stammered. "I appreciate it."
Felicia only smiled shyly in response, until she noticed my cereal which was becoming soggy. "Ethan! Your cereal!"
My eyes instantly snapped to the bowl in front, picking up a spoon of cereal. "...Ah shit..." I sighed.
The cereal was completely soggy...
"Sorry..." I apologized, putting down the spoon back to the bowl. "I wasted your cereal..."
"...Whatever," Felicia sighed, shaking her head as she stood up from the chair. "Ethan, I have nothing to do today, can you... uh..."
She paused for a moment, shaking her head again. "Nevermind, just forget about it."
"You want me to stay?"
"Well, yeah-" She interrupted herself, widening her eyes in shock for a split second and deeply blushed. "N-No! You're fine, there's no point for you to stay here."
"Your reaction said otherwise, Felicia," I said, trying my best to hold a smirk from forming on my face.
"Uh..." She paused for a second, her blush deepened as time went on. "...Fine, I did want you to stay..."
"And I'm not going anywhere today," I chuckled. "Rachel told me that Catherine's working overnight today."
"Really?!" Felicia exclaimed in surprise, a grin slowly but surely crept to her face. "That's great!"
However, her smile fell after a moment, looking down at her suit. "Um... I need to change my clothes, I can't just wear this suit for the whole day."
With that said, she quickly skipped to her bedroom above, turning around as she was about to enter the room. "By the way, there are some spare clothes in this room, if you want to change into something else."
Seeing my nod, Felicia smiled and entered the room. And I walked to the other room a moment later. Well, Felicia was right, there are some spare clothes for males. Weird.
Anyway, I quickly changed into a plain black T-shirt and sport trousers, and I got out with the costume in my hand. At the same time, Felicia came out with a pink tank top and grey track pants.
"Felicia, about these clothes..." I trailed off, glancing at the clothes in my hand. "Do you have somewhere to put them?"
"You can just put them in the room, Ethan," She deadpanned.
"Oh." I quickly walked back into that room, putting the costume on the bed and came back out.
Felicia was already sitting on the couch, choosing which movie or series to watch with a bored expression. "Ethan, any idea for movies?"
"I don't really have one," I admitted, sating next to her, glancing at the TV before us. "And I don't have time to watch Netflix..."
She sighed. "Being a hero really took our time to be a teenager..." Pondering for a moment, she grabbed the remote and randomly picked a movie to watch.
And it was called... 'Tall Girl'? Who came up with this name?
(Fun fact: Tall Girl is a real Netflix movie, don't look that up, I'm begging you.)
Whatever, we're going to stay on this couch for a long while.
On the other hand, in a dock on Lower Manhattan, Gwen was walking up to an empty warehouse. Stuffing her hands in her sports jacket's pocket, she opened the door to the warehouse, taking a look into the vast spaces in it.
She was wearing a grey sports jacket over a white T-shirt, a pair of blue jeans and running shoes.
Pulling down the hood, Gwen pulled both hands out from the pocket, revealing the white spider on her right hand.
Care to remind me why are we here?
"I want to test those powers you gave me," She answered, examining the things in the warehouse. "And this is the perfect place to test them."
You can just go to some rooftop and try it...
"This place gives me more freedom to mess around, look," Gwen pointed at the chains hanging from the ceiling, narrowing her eyes. "I guess you know what I wanted to try, right?"
...Fine, I get it.
Smiling, she took a deep breath as she readied to test them out. Without any hesitation, she dashed forward to a wall, jumping up and landed on it.
Instead of falling down as normal, her hands were sticking to the wall, supporting her. "OK... they still work..." Widening her smile, Gwen started to crawl along the wall, until she reached the ceiling.
On second thought... It's a stupid idea.
"It's not that stupid." The blonde giggled, looking down to the ground beneath her. "Nevermind, it kinda is."
Gwen, you don't need to do this, just crawl down and do something else to do.
Pondering for a moment, she looked at her hands for a moment before shaking her head. "But I still want to try it."
Before the voice could even say anything, Gwen took a deep breath and jumped. Turning around in mid-air and grabbed the hanging chain. "Got it!" She beamed, using the momentum and swung to another chain.
...I'll just stay silent for a while, you're just a massive idiot.
"I heard that," She deadpanned, keep swinging between the chains until she reached the final one. Jumping from it, she stuck to the wall for a second and let go, landing with a swift roll.
Turning back, she looked at the chains with a bright smile. "That was awesome!" She laughed, stretching her arms to the air. "Hey, I think you should have a name."
You're talking to me?
"Of course, it's only me and you." Gwen nodded. "I can't always call you 'you' or 'voices in my head', right?"
Well... I guess.
"Glad you're agreeing with me," She said, letting the spider crawled to her shoulder as she jumped and sat on the wall. "So... Any idea?"
No.
"Fine..." Sighing, Gwen quickly thought of another name, tapping her forehead in the process. "Uh... 'Silk'?"
No, that sounds like a name for something like... moon.
"You told me to come up with an idea, that means you don't have a choice," The blonde pouted in protest, narrowing her eyes at the spider. "If you want to be called something else, don't tell me to come up for you."
Fine, I'll pick one for myself... even though you're the one who wanted a name for me.
The voice stayed silent for a few moments.
White.
"White?" Gwen asked out loud, arching an eye in confusion. "That's it?"
That's the best name I can come up with, Gwen.
She shrugged in response. "Fine, I'll call you White from now on."
With that said, they're about to enjoy the silence and took a break when her phone suddenly buzzed. Raising an eye in confusion, Gwen took out her phone and checked who's calling. "Peter? Why now?"
Tilting her head in more confusion, she accepted the call. "Peter? What happened?"
"Gwen, do you know anything related to Curtis Connor?"
"Dr. Connor?" Repeating his words, the blonde thought for a second before shaking her head. "Not that I'm aware of. I only knew him as my mom's friends."
"But why asking about it? Did the Lizard relate to him?"
"Well... I'm at Lizard's... uh... nest." Peter stammered. "And the word 'Oscorp' was written all over the wall..."
"You're at what?!"
"It's nest... in the sewer." He said. "I need to know where it has been, OK?"
"Peter, where the hell are you-"
"I'm fine, you don't need to worry," He shrugged, looking around in the place. "But I don't see it, weird..."
"Peter, just get the hell out of there," Gwen clutched her phone so hard that it almost cracked, worry written all over her face. "I don't like how it's going."
"I'm really fine, Gwen," Peter giggled. "But you're worried about me, that's heartwarming-"
"It's not the time for a joke, Peter Parker!" The blonde exclaimed in anger, even scaring White.
However, there's no reply.
Just silence.
"Peter?"
Narrowing her eyes in suspicion, Gwen looked at her phone but they're still on the line. "What the hell?" She whispered to herself. "Peter? Just answer me goddammit."
Silence.
"Peter? Peter Parker?"
"Spidey? Bug-boy?"
Still receiving no reply, worry started to appear on Gwen's face. "...Hey! Answer me!"
That's bad...
"Peter! Don't just leave me here!"
[Meanwhile, Hell's Kitchen, Nelson and Murdock]
After saying goodbye with Foggy Nelson, Matt Murdock remained in his table and waited, waiting for a certain PI's arrival.
Fortunately, he didn't need to wait long.
Hearing the heartbeat from his office's door, Matt quickly got up and opened the door for her. "Jessica," He said, a faint smile crept onto his face.
"Matt," Jessica Jones deadpanned, gesturing him to step aside as she entered the office. "I got to tell you something, it's unusually hard to find information about Noir."
"That's harder than I thought," He joked, closing the door and sat down on his seat. "So, what did you get?"
The PI cleared her throat, pulling a folder from her bag, "First, Noir should be around Spider-Man's age," She said, opening the folder to reveal a map. "But I can't confirm it."
The map was filled with different red lines, signaling the direction and places where sightings of Noir took place.
The blind lawyer frowned at this information, adjusting his sunglasses. "Even though it's expected, but taking on Dead-Bridges at this age..."
"I know," Jessica nodded, taking out a few photos about Noir which she took herself. "Not only that, his whereabout are extremely easy to locate if you're looking into him. He's shouldn't be like this."
"And this reminded me of a certain someone with Spider power too," She finished, glancing at Matt as she said this.
"They're both teenagers, that's usual for them," He smirked, folding his walking stick.
"I don't care. After all, you're the one who will talk to him." The PI deadpanned again, pulling out the map and unfolded it. "But the most important thing of all, I somehow found a certain area he always crossed."
"His hideout?"
"More like his home," She said. pointing at a point that almost every line crossed with each other. "It's Greenpoint at Queens."
"A residential area," Matt said to himself, nodding. "No wonder, it might be where his home located."
"Well, I'll leave this file to you... I had to look around footages online and offline, asking anyone for sighting and story about him..." Jessica said, stuffing everything into a file and pushed it to Matt. "Now, let's talk about how are you going to repay me."
"That's some hard work from you," He sighed, shifting his sunglasses. "And money is not gonna be accepted, right?"
"You're damn right." She shrugged, leaning back into her chair. "So uh... You're gonna be my attorney for a year, and free of charge."
"Well, that's easy," The blind lawyer smirked, crossing his arms. "And I'm not just going to handle things you get yourself into."
"Yeah, so... Basically, you will be my personal lawyer for a year."
"I can deal with that," He shrugged.
"It's deal then," Leaning forward for a second, Jessica stood up and packed her things. "Well, I think it's my time to leave now."
"Jessica, you know I can't read the file, right?"
"Of course," She nodded, turning around and smirked. "But it's not like I'm gonna read it for you."
"Typical you, Jess."
The PI's brow instantly turned into a frown at his nickname, crossing her arms. "I told you not to call me 'Jess', Mr. Murdock."
Sighing, Matt shook his head with a bitter smile. "...Kilgrave is dead, you snapped his neck."
"So?"
"I know it's kinda cheesy, but it's time for you to move on."
She stayed silent for a while, avoiding his gaze. "...I'm trying."
Before Matt could even mutter a noise, Jessica instantly left the room, leaving him sitting in his chair. Once the door clicked and closed, he let out a heavy sigh and leaned back.
"...More like lying."
With that, Chapter 10 is done!
Actually, this chapter is a hard one to finish. I would like to say something like how many times I rewrite some parts, but I'll keep them to myself.
Side note, I'm open for villain suggestion of the next arc!
REVIEW RESPONSE:
Zoom99: Thanks!
Raidentensho: Well, Ethan's power is improving and becoming stronger as time goes on, like his healing is much faster than how he did in Rhino's battle. And he took a lot more beating before knocked out.
And about Compound X, he'll be using it to fight and beat Dead-Bridges head, but what power he'll get... That's a question for another day.
As for the suit, Felicia got that covered. So... sorry Ethan.
Death Fury: Thank you!
OZ Formula is a great idea, Ethan might not be brave enough to use it. But desperate time comes desperate measure.
BloodRaven46: So uh... I got a bit confused by your question, are you talking about which actor is 'portraying' Gwen, MJ and more? Or are you talking about readers who prefer the characters in MCU Spidey?
Please correct me if I'm wrong, but I'll answer both of them now.
First, about Gwen and MJ.
Gwen will be 'portrayed' by Emma Stone. (Especially in Easy A, but short hair and blonde.)
Meanwhile, will be 'portrayed' Sophia Lillis. (Especially her look in 'It'.)
However, if you're talking about readers who prefer Michelle Jones and Ned, they'll be here. But they might a reconned for a bit or introduced to someone else. (maybe they'll appear in Rachel's story.)
I know some readers might want a Michelle/Peter relationship, but it's been 10 chapters in... and it's too late to change them without a rewrite.
To those readers, I'm sorry.
As for the OCs... Actually, I didn't think of who's going to 'portray' them, but if I had to...
Ethan will be 'portrayed' Johnny Simmons. (His look in Scott Pilgram VS the World.)
Rachel will be 'portrayed' Hailee Steinfeld.
And Catherine will be 'portrayed' by Aubrey Plaza.
Well, it took me about an hour searching for the right actor and actress for them... I hope it's worth it.
Anyway, I hope you enjoy the story so far!
R&R , will be 'portrayed' Sophia Lillis. (Especially her look in 'It'.)
However, if you're talking about readers who prefer Michelle Jones and Ned, they'll be here. But they might a reconned for a bit or introduced to someone else. (maybe they'll appear in Rachel's story.)
I know some readers might want a Michelle/Peter relationship, but it's been 10 chapters in... and it's too late to change them without a rewrite.
To those readers, I'm sorry.
As for the OCs... Actually, I didn't think of who's going to 'portray' them, but if I had to...
Ethan will be 'portrayed' Johnny Simmons. (His look in Scott Pilgram VS the World.)
Rachel will be 'portrayed' Hailee Steinfeld.
And Catherine will be 'portrayed' by Aubrey Plaza.
Well, it took me about an hour searching for the right actor and actress for them... I hope it's worth it.
(UPDATE: Since when I first posted this chapter, the casting has been changed completely. And I found this casting to be really bad. So if anyone new read through this, please ignore it.)
Anyway, I hope you enjoy the story so far!
R&R please.
