Many thanks to Noble Six and others for helping to expand this project.

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Strange led the pair of Spiders through Avengers HQ, with Temper bringing up the rear, as Crimson wasn't about to leave her on her own. Every so often, he would look back to make sure she was still there. She seemed to be brimming with confidence, even using her Klyntar abilities to create her own suit. It was similar enough to Crimson's, except for the fact that she only made a face mask and turned her hair completely red to make up for the lack of a web scarf. Crimson didn't know why, but Temper seemed to have trouble with scarves.

"I never pegged you for a father," Spider Warrior commented after noticing the frequency of Crimson's glances, "you just don't seem the type."

"Just because I don't seem the type doesn't mean I'm not," Crimson stated, "sometimes, you don't have time to change, and just have to adjust, you know?"

"I suppose."

The group stopped before a large door, clearly meant to accommodate the Hulk, or at least a Hulk-Buster. The door opened and Crimson was taken aback. Sure, he had fought beside the Avengers when he was fourteen, but that was a war zone, he had no time to consider what was happening, also, having Frenzy in control at the time didn't really allow him to look around. Now, he stood before the Avengers with no immediate threat. He could feel his nerves building. He hadn't realized that he lost all feeling in his legs until Temper tried to push him in, only to have him fall over. He stumbled a bit, but caught himself before he hit the floor. He stood back up and slapped his leg to get the blood flowing again. He then looked around and only then noticed the other Spiders in the room.

One was a girl wearing silver and gold armor. It didn't take Crimson too long to figure out the armor was to make up for the fact that she had no powers, unlike Spider Warrior, whose reason for wearing armor was yet to be revealed. The other was a relatively buff man, clearly the oldest of the Spiders, in terms of age, much less experience. Crimson hoped that his mask hid his glare as he quickly identified the man's suit as a Symbiote. Every Klyntar he saw, with the exception of Temper, only served to remind him that Frenzy was gone. He didn't hate them, he just hated that he had to lose his.

"Crimson," Captain America greeted him, "I'm glad you could join us again."

"Again?" the girl in silver and gold armor asked.

"Long story," Crimson stated, joining the group, "so who are these two?"

"Diamond Spider," Cap gestured to the girl in the armor, "And Revenant Spider."

The man with the Symbiote offered his hand, but Crimson ignored it. True, it was rude, but Crimson knew that Klyntar could tell when someone was once a host if they make physical contact. He wasn't ready to let them know, after all, he barely knew them.

"Why am I here?" Crimson asked, showing that his time in space had all but killed the optimistic, fun loving persona of his youth.

"An old friend of yours has come back," Cap explained as a picture of a stout man with a goofy grin, which Crimson always found uncomfortable, appeared from the hologram projector, "The Fanatic. He caused some problems, causing Spider-Man to jump into action. Two other Spiders joined him... we lost all contact with the three of them last week."

"Who went with him?" Crimson asked.

"Spider-Girl," Cap took a deep breath before saying the second name," and Cobalt Web."

"WHAT!?" Crimson slammed his fist on the table, denting it, "YOU LET MY SISTER GO AFTER THAT MANIAC, KNOWING HOW DANGEROUS HE IS!?"

"We couldn't stop her," Cap explained, "she's as stubborn as you."

"Where were they last seen?"

"Revenant can take you there. You'll need these three."

"I can handle Fanatic on my own, just point me in the right direction."

"We can't let you go alone," Revenant kept him from turning to leave, "You're unstable, we can't risk you killing him."

"Why not?"

"Because he may hold a clue towards the location of my target."

"I'll leave him alive."

"And I'll make sure you do."

"That's enough," Spider Warrior caught their attention, "We're going together. Crimson knows Fanatic better than any of us, so I feel he should lead. not to mention, he has more experience than the rest of us, though he only outclasses me by a year."

The Avengers and Spiders look to Crimson, waiting for his opinion. Crimson simply pushes Revenant out of the way.

"Do what you want. I'm getting my sister out of there."

The Spiders look to Strange, hoping to get an explanation. The door closed behind Crimson, keeping him from hearing Strange's explanation.

...

Crimson sat on the underside of one of the Chrysler Buildings outcroppings. Whether they were gargoyles or eagles, Crimson didn't know or care. He looked over the inverted skyline of Manhattan, wondering if his sister had forgiven him for bonding with Frenzy after getting his powers. Frenzy had always been a point of conflict between the two, though Crimson could only assume that it was because his sister always hated slimy things. Now that he had a chance to clear his head, he couldn't help but admit that he would need help against Fanatic. Every time they fought, Crimson barely escaped with his life, and that was with Frenzy. what chance did he stand without her? Crimson sighed and removed his mask. Chris looked into the lenses for a few minutes before putting it back and making his way back to Avengers HQ.