A/N - Well guys it has been a while right? I apologise for the long wait. I have been really thinking a lot about what I want to do with these stories lately and I still very much plan on finishing this and MS4 but after that Its safe to say I will be done with Peter and Felicia for a while. I still plan on writing some TASM stories but I also really need to write some Harry Potter stuff soon as well but of course, all of you lovely people are here for the continuation of this story. I have been reading the reviews and I get how everyone is feeling about what happened to Walter but since I put him in MS2, I had always planned on killing him off. Yes, I realise you all wanted to see him and Felicia mend their relationship but I had to have a catalyst for a character change for Felicia. Remember how this story is about revenge? Well, Harry isn't the only one looking for revenge now. Please enjoy.

Queens

Felicia watched as the paramedics put her father's body inside the body bag. She felt tears drip down her cheeks as she saw them zip up the bag and put her father's body in the back of the ambulance. She fell to her knees and listened to the noise of people talking around her. She ignored Captain Stacy who was trying to help her back to her feet and flew his hands away from her. She continued to cry into her arms until she felt someone's hands wrap around her shoulders. She looked up at Miles who was clearly trying to hold it together for her. She gave him a gentle nod and stood to her feet.

"Do you want me to swing you home? " Miles asked from under his mask covered face.

"No, I think I want to be alone for a while. " Felicia choked the sentence out, she felt Miles squeeze her shoulder gently before she turned away from him and started to walk away. She heard Miles fire a web line and swing away back towards the bridge that led back towards Manhattan. She took out her cellphone and called a cab, she had somewhere to be.

Brooklyn

Miles landed on the roof of his apartment building and picked up the backpack that held all of his street clothes. He quickly changed out of his sweaty costume and stuffed it into his backpack. He looked down below towards the street and made sure no one was around, once he was sure the coast was clear, he jumped down from the roof and landed in front of his front door leading into his apartment building. He walked inside and walked up the old wooden steps, once he reached his house he pulled out his key and unlocked the door. As he walked into the house, he was immediately engulfed in a hug by his Mom, Rio.

"Mijo where have you been?" Rio said loudly as she continued to hug her son to her chest. "That monster was out there, it was all over the news"

Miles just rested his head on his mom's shoulder. He felt the tears begin to drop as that night's events began to rush back to him. Rio noticed that her son was crying and hugged him tighter to her chest.

"Miles what's wrong?" Rio asked with worry as she comforted her only son.

"Just going through some stuff is all, I am glad you are okay," Miles said softly to his mom.

Rio just nodded her head not wanting to push her son to talk until he was ready. She was going to get to the bottom of his feelings but not tonight, he needed her to comfort him tonight and that's exactly what she was going to do.

Manhattan

Felicia paid the driver as they pulled up outside their destination. She stepped out of the cab and looked up at Oscorp Tower. She wiped some tears from her eyes and looked at the front entrance of the building, it had clearly still been in lockdown since Harry had previously attacked. She shook her head and knew where she had to go. She reached into her back and put on her gloves. She retracted her claws and started to scale the side of the building, luckily for her no one was around since it was late at night. She continued to scale the building, her anger was at a breaking point and all she wanted at that moment in time was Harry, dead.

As Felicia reached the destroyed part of the building that was clearly Harry's office. She slid into the opening and looked around. The office was empty clearly. She shook her head and threw a chair across the room causing it to break on impact with the wall. She turned and went to leave through the way she entered but a sound from the hallway interrupted her. She turned around and saw a man walking into the room, his eyes wide as he pointed a gun at her.

"Who are you?" The man asked as he pointed his gun at Felicia's back. She recognized his voice as one Alastair Smythe, Harry's partner in the CRS. She turned to him and he gulped as he looked her up and down slightly. She just hissed and walked towards him.

"Don't move, you are trespassing and the police have been called. " Alastair was clearly panicked but Felicia kept advancing on him. He was about to pull the trigger but she was too fast for him. She gripped his wrist and violently twisted it, hearing his wrist crack in ways it wasn't supposed to. Alastair let out a scream of pain as he dropped the gun. Felicia flipped him over her shoulder and made him crash to the ground. She leaned over him, her knee was on his neck so that he wouldn't wiggle free.

"Where is Osborn!?" Felicia yelled as she applied pressure to his neck causing Alastair to go slightly red in the face.

"I don't know, I haven't seen him since he turned into that thing and trashed this place. "

"Lying to me isn't the best idea right now." Felicia hissed as she punched Smythe in the nose, causing it to bleed profusely. Smythe flinched and tried to wiggle free but it was no use.

"I'm not lying you stupid bitch.." Smythe didn't get to finish his sentence because Felicia punched him again, he felt some of his teeth come loose.

"Oh do not piss me off right now, I will kill you if you don't tell me the truth " Felicia didn't want to think about what Peter would say about her interrogation tactics currently, she needed to avenge her father.

"Oh yeah, I am sure you would go against your boyfriend's code of no killing, try a different tactic. " Smythe smirked as he knew he wouldn't be dying today, but that smirk quickly left his face as Felicia hauled him to his feet and held him over the opening that Felicia entered through. Smythe dared not to look down because all he would see was the streets of New York 100 floors down.

"Try again Smythe, where is Osborn!? " Felicia was yelling in Smythe's face and it caused the man to flinch.

"I don't know, check his penthouse. " Smythe watched as Felicia brought him back into the building and he felt himself get thrown into the wall. He held onto his ribs as he watched Felicia walk over to the broken window. Smythe touched something on his wrist and the prototype Spider-Slayer popped up out of nowhere in front of Felicia. He smirked as he watched her jump from the building, the slayer in pursuit of its target.

Felicia looked behind her saw and the robot start to fire at her. She twisted in midair and gripped the building with her claws, she stopped suddenly and watched the robot speed past her. She got to rest for a second before the robot quickly turned and came zooming towards her once again. Felicia jumped to the side, just barely avoiding the robot. She leaped from her spot and started to quickly get to street level so that she could make an escape. The robot wasn't having that though, it quickly fired at Felicia again, breaking the window she was holding onto. It smashed and she landed inside the building. Felicia winced as she picked herself up amongst the broken glass. She turned around and saw the bot was once again preparing to fire at her, so she quickly dived behind a lab table and felt the bullets impact her cover.

She felt when the robot stopped firing at her so she chanced a peek but quickly ducked again as the robot was only reloading. She started to frantically look around for something she could use to at least put up a fight. Her eyes settled on something that was on the other side of the room. In a glass case, there was what looked like a pistol. She quickly started to move along the tables, diving out of the way of bullets when she was in the open. She continued this until the robot started to close in on her but luckily she was close to what she needed. As the robot drew closer for the kill, Felicia had finally reached the lab table that housed the pistol that might not even work. She reached up and went to break the glass but the robot shot it and the pistol went crashing to the floor with the broken glass. Felicia said thanks to the gods above as the pistol landed pretty much to the left of her. She reached over and picked up the weapon and removed the clip. She saw that the clip had 9 rounds of what looked like slugs for a shotgun.

"Interesting" Felicia said to herself before she put the clip back into the gun and reloaded it. She heard the robot draw towards her location and quickly rolled away, the robot not noticing her. As the robot came around her old cover it began to shoot but no one was there. The robot slowly turned in midair and it was blasted against the wall by a slug from the pistol. Felicia watched as the robot hit the wall and fall to the floor. She stepped closer and kept firing at it, letting out some of her anger even though the robot had already been destroyed.

She threw the pistol away and dropped to her knees as her emotions started to get the best of her again. She cried for her dead father who was unfairly taken from her. She continued to cry until she heard the sirens of police cars below. She quickly wiped her tears and went over to the window she fell through earlier, she turned back to the destroyed Spider-Slayer before she left the building and leaped out of sight of the police.

Peter and Felicia's Apartment

Felicia slowly unlocked the door to her home and stepped inside. As soon as she was in her warm home, she closed the door and locked it for the night. She put her keys on the table and removed her gloves. She sighed and walked into the bathroom and quickly cleaned the blood and cuts she had received that night from her face and body. She removed her shirt and saw that she was going to have a scar on her stomach from when she went through the window earlier.

"That's gonna be a tough one to explain to Pete when he wakes up " Felicia whispered to herself before she left the bathroom and walked past the living room. She looked in there and saw MJ was asleep on the couch. She closed the door, making sure not to wake the redhead up. Felicia soon entered her bedroom and looked at her boyfriend who was still knocked out on their bed, at least he looked better she thought to herself. Slowly she crawled into bed next to him and laid her head on his chest, she cuddled him tightly as the tears came again and Felicia cried herself to sleep that night.

A/N- Well guys I hope you all enjoyed that chapter, it took me a while to get it out but sometimes I really need time to get motivated again. I hope it was worth the wait and you are all excited for the future chapters that will expand the story even more. Welcome everyone to the start of ACT 2.