Chapter 3 - Figuring Stuff Out

"So. You think that you came from a different universe by some unknown means?" Genos was, of course, skeptical.

After Peter's theory had been strengthened by what he had found out, he began to explain things. Everything. About the world he came from, about his theory, and about everything else he could think of that could support his idea.

"I mean, it would make sense that didn't understand the way cities worked." Saitama was much more open to this idea. After all, he had seen things that probably make less sense than what Peter was saying.

"Master, should we really believe a random man that you found in a wasteland?" No one had moved from they stood previously. In the short hallway that leads to the main room, Saitama stood by the entrance to the main room, and Genos stood in the doorway. Peter was unfortunately stuck between them.

"I don't know. Maybe. I mean, he's not a known villain or anything."

"But he isn't a known hero either." Genos found some way to glare even harder at Peter.

"Which… would prove me right. I have no record of being in this world, so that must mean I come from a different one!" Peter held his hands up in triumph as if this proved everything.

"Makes sense to me," Saitama said, looking at Peter.

Genos looked appalled.

"Master, you surely can't be serious." He scrunched his fists into balls. "Having no records of someone does not mean they come from an alternate reality."

"I guess. But this guy hasn't attacked us, so I don't think that he's a villain or something."

"He might be lulling us into a false sense of security."

As they spoke, Peter waited for them reach a conclusion, knowing that if they reached one where they deemed him evil, he'd die. He knew that, for a fact, Saitama's power was far beyond his own.

He was a little worried, to say the least.

"So, those are my findings." Dr. Bruce Banner said, sighing. "Not much, I know, but here it is." He laid the papers on the table. "How about you, Tony?"

Everyone sitting around the long rectangular table looked up at the genius billionaire. He was sat at the very end of the table and was looking down at his lap. They waited a few seconds, but there was no reply.

"Tony." Doctor Strange said loudly.

This time, Tony did look up. He had his best poker face on. No one around the table could read what he was thinking. And, from how much poker he won, he was sure of that.

"Nothing," he said, barely moving. "I've got nothing."

It was easy to lie.

"You can't be serious." Reed Richards, Mr. Fantastic said this in such an incredulous way that Tony briefly considered telling him the truth just to get back at this guy. "With all of that working you've been doing, I thought that you'd have something!" He raised his voice a little at that last part.

"Reed, calm down." Doctor Strange ordered. He knew what Tony was going through, this must've been tough for him, having to discuss the very thing that was tearing him apart. Tony had just there the entire time that everyone else was talking.

Little did he know that Tony had figured it out. All of it. Or at least the part about where and how to find Peter. But he couldn't very well say that. The process would be too dangerous, far too dangerous. But he knew he had to do it.

"Pym, how about you?" Strange asked.

For the rest of that meeting, Tony remained silent. But he was thinking hard. And he promised something to himself. That night, he would go save Peter. He knew he had the ability, so he had to at least try.

Even if that meant death.

"I think," Genos announced. "We should just get rid of him now. He's caused far too much trouble."

He raised a hand again, pointed it at Spider-Man, and began to fire.

But before he could, Peter held his own hand out and fired his webbing. It latched onto the arm that Genos didn't have raised, and Peter pulled. He was just strong enough to turn Genos a little, knocking him off his balance.

Genos quickly recovered and used Peter's webs against him. He pulled his arm back, sending Spider-Man towards him.

He waited for the right moment and hit Peter in the back of his head as he sailed by.

Spider-Man got back up from the floor where he had fallen. He was not deterred and ran at Genos. At the same time, Genos ran at him. They were about to collide. Who knows how that would've ended? Perhaps Genos would've killed Spidey. Or, Peter might've beaten the cyborg.

But no one will ever know because as this was happening, wordlessly, Saitama walked forward a little and held a hand out. His pointer finger was applying pressure to his thumb, and when he let go of his thumb, he sent a few shockwaves flying at the two heroes.

They both flew backward, hitting the wall area that was to either side of the door. They slowly fell to the ground, with their backs rest on the wall.

Peter was groaning and holding his side which was now hurt again. Geno, on the other hand, was only 5% human, meaning that he didn't feel much pain at all. But he did feel the anger and disappointment emanating from Saitama.

"What the heck are you two doing?!" he yelled in frustration. "You're acting like your two small children who can't get along!"

They both looked down, although for completely different reasons. Genos looked down because he was ashamed of what he did in front of his master. He was disappointed in himself. He silently vowed to never give in to his childish ways.

But Peter, on the other hand, was worried. He knew Saitama's strength, and although he wouldn't admit it out loud, he was a little scared. Angering someone that took out a giant monster in one swing wasn't the best idea in the world.

In an act of pure stupidity, Peter started to mutter under his breath.

"Mr. Blonde Robot over there started this…"

Genos nearly leaped up. He clenched his fist and a flash of anger filled his face.

"Why you little…" He remembered what had happened. He relaxed his arm and the rest of his body.

"Good," Saitama said. "Both of you had inexcusable behavior." The two heroes being reprimanded sunk a little lower. "But I'm especially mad at you, Genos. I don't know this other guy very well, but you should know better."

Peter smirked on the inside, but he didn't show it. He wouldn't be this way normally. But showing up in another universe did this to people he guessed.

Also, he definitely was a little mad at this guy. All that he'd done was defend himself against certain death. Although he didn't think Saitama would've let them kill each other.

"If this man says he's a superhero from another universe who got bitten by a radioactive bug when he was a kid, then built a device that allowed him to shoot webs from his wrists and became a vigilante and later somehow got transported to this universe, I'll believe him."

Peter had done a little explaining during the argument.

When Saitama said this, however, Genos sat up.

"What?! Master, I don't mean to be rude, but you sound insane when you say that!" Saitama winced but kept going.

"Genos. You need to understand. These are strange times. An alien searching the universe for someone to fight him, a giant fish dude who came from the sea to conquer Earth, and a giant cockroach are way weirder than a dude who got powers and did interdimensional travel." Saitama was making this up as he went, but he was sure that sounded cool. Or at least he hoped he did.

Genos looked like he was thinking it over for a second, then nodded.

"I suppose that is true."

"And Peter," he started, looking at the man who was still staring at the ground. "You have amazing powers. Don't use them for silly things, you need to use them responsibly."

He, of course, would never know how much that hit Peter. After all, it was very similar to something his uncle had once said. He knew Genos had good intentions. They all wanted to help the world.

Peter also nodded.

"So, we all good?" Saitama asked, helping them up.

"Yeah," Peter replied reluctantly.

"Yes," Genos said, as serious as ever.

Good, Saitama thought. I couldn't have made up anything else.

So they stood there. The three of them talked about what they should do next. None of them had any way of knowing what would happen soon after. They had no clue who was coming to the building they stood in at that every second, nor did they know the danger the world would soon be in.

Hey guys. I know this is a short and boring chapter, but I assure you. Chapter 4 will have action in it. And spicy chicken wings. So stay tuned!

I'm glad to have all of the support from you guys, but I personally feel that while writing this series, I'm not doing it as good as I can be. So, that's why, after Chapter 4, I'll be taking a short break from this series. The break could be anywhere from a few days to a month. But I'll return to this no matter what. In the meantime, I'm currently planning a Pokémon series, and am thinking about doing a Marvel series. So yeah, the TL;DR version is that I'm taking a break but will be continuing on with other work.

Again, thank you guys for the support and everything.