(Here's the next chapter. It now seems likely that updates will be at least once a week for each of my stories (one update for each of them per week at least, I think), unless things turn bad or I find extra time.)

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Chapter 13: For The Worse

(New York City, Manhattan, S.H.I.E.L.D. Academy, the next day)

Ka-Zar and Zabu had left for their patrol of the city. Some of the others were away, but White Tiger had Spider-Man training with her. They had an L.M.D. in the shape of the Green Goblin fighting them. Spider-Man leapt over a swing from the machine.

(Hey guys, just trying to get through training at the moment…Tiger was adamant about it…sometimes I wonder if she's the one really in charge.)

Spider-Man gasped as he saw a large green fist fly towards him.

"GGAAHH!" Spider-Man grunted as flew back then hit a wall with a thud.

He slid down to the floor, groaning in pain. White Tiger quickly leapt in front of the L.M.D., slashing with her right claws as she passed by. She quickly turned to look at Spider-Man.

"Get it together Web Head!" White Tiger snarled, eyes narrowed with anger.

She quickly then leapt to the side from another punch from the machine.

(Great, now she's giving me orders.)

"Hey! You weren't the one to get throw against a wall!" Spider-Man grunted.

"Do it!" White Tiger hissed as she dodged the punches from the L.M.D.

Spider-Man sighed then leapt back onto his feet. He shot a web line at the fake Goblin, which hit it in the face.

"Ha! Got him!" Spider-Man triumphantly laughed.

The L.M.D., however, quickly it ripped the web off its face.

"Uh oh." Spider-Man gasped.

The L.M.D. the pulled the web line, with Spider-Man flying towards it screaming in panic. The machine then threw out one arm, clotheslining Spider-Man in the chest. The masked young hero groaned in pain as he hit the floor. The L.M.D. approached him and lifted its right foot.

(Oh crud.)

Suddenly a white blur hit the machine, knocking it on the ground. Spider-Man looked up to see White Tiger growling as she slashed the L.M.D. repeatedly, sparks flying as the claws did their work. Spider-Man's eyes widened in surprise when the machine returned to it normal form…with its head slashed off…and in pieces. White Tiger then turned her head to look at Spider-Man, eyes glaring as her gaze burned holes into her partner.

(*Gulps* Oh boy, I'm gonna die.)

"What the hell was that?!" White Tiger growled, knuckles cracking as her hands clenched into fists.

"Nice kitty, just been stressed lately." Spider-Man nervously stammered as he got up and started to slowly back away.

"Are you off your rocker?! You can't let outside distractions interfere when in a fight! Have you learned nothing bug breath?!" White Tiger growled, stalking towards him.

"Hey! I'm the leader of the team! How do you think I got this position?! Remember: I'm leader! Fury chose me! Not you!" Spider-Man retorted angrily.

"You…You…RAAHH!" White Tiger growled, then leapt at him claws first.

"AAHHH!" Spider-Man screamed as he jumped up then stuck to the ceiling.

White Tiger circled around and looked up at Spider-Man.

"Come down and face me coward!" White Tiger growled, thrashing a fist in his direction.

"No way! I'm not turning into your personal scratching post! Cool your tiger temper, Ava." Spider-Man scoffed.

White Tiger snarled angrily. She could feel her already normal anger boiling beyond normal.

"I can't believe you're our leader! Always the one to be so arrogant when facing an opponent, yet are the one to act like a chicken once you realize your foolish mistake! You think you can do everything yourself! You believe you're invincible to everything! How are you even competent enough to lead a team!" White Tiger growled, venom in her words.

"So that's how you feel! Why didn't you say so?! I always knew you were bitter about me being leader, but I never you thought so little of me! I thought we were friends!" Spider-Man retorted, yet with pain in his voice.

"Oh you're so stupid Web Head! You can't realize something even if it's right in front of you! If you weren't so blind…I'd…I'd…RAAAHH!" White Tiger growled angrily, then stomped away.

(Guys…I…I don't know what to say…it…Tiger…she's so damn hot headed…I can't believe…she…she…GAAAHH!)

Spider-Man dropped to the ground, then walked away.

(S.H.I.E.L.D. Academy, Fury's office)

Director Fury had been watching the two on a holographic screen that is connected to one of the cameras in the training room. Nick Fury is rubbing his temples in great frustration.

'Great, just great. Now the two authority figures of the team are now a major case of in-fighting. This is just perfect.' Nick Fury groaned in his mind.

The Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. had many responsibilities, but he considering having the young heroes gain experience and strength important. For if they could reach their potential, they'd be of great aid in S.H.I.E.L.D.'s purpose. However, with the team's leader and second-in-command enraged at one another, it would make things…complicated.

'Remedying this will not be easy. I know Ms. Ayala is just mad at Mr. Parker for being so brash and foolish…but this will not help her get over her worry for him…nor her other feelings as well. I just wish Parker had been more vigilant…and less foolish in his actions…but still, he cares for her and the others…this is not a good change to the group's dynamics.' Nick Fury sighed in his mind.

Director Fury could tell this change wasn't good. Even though White Tiger could keep her temper calm, something about Spider-Man could really get it flaring into a wild fire. Being a tiger, Ava has great passion…but also, great anger. With her temper this high, things could get ugly…well…uglier than they already are.

'Let's just hope this is the worst of it…we already have to deal with a raving lunatic…I just hope Parker and Ayala can reconnect…for dealing with Osborn will become much more difficult if the team doesn't have their leadership back in complete structure…things can't get any worse.' Fury groaned in his mind.

(Osborn Penthouse)

Harry stood in his room, staring at a syringe with some kind of glowing orangish-green substance in it.

'I will no longer be a disappointment…our family will not be separated again! If that means I have to do this, then so be it!' Harry growled in his mind, then injected himself with the odd substance.

A storm went on outside, lightning and thunder dominated the sky of Manhattan. With the penthouse a shadow formed of Harry stretched to the door. As lightning shot across the sky, the light flashed in the room as Harry's shadow twisted as a horrific transformation overcame the teenager. His body enlarged, his body twisted. When the change completed, the shadow of Harry had a familiar look to it as did the sickening laughter that came from him as well.

To be continued…