Man, I think I might be adding my own twists to the storyline while I get through the whole Silver Lining DLC, because I realize that rehashing the same storyline with minor tweaks is boring.
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P.P.S. Constructive criticisms and Reviews are loved!
-YARN
With Silver Sable having left in her jet and the officer being pulled to safety by other cops Peter swung off and began to talk to MJ only to be interrupted by Screwball announcing she had big plans for season 3 of her show. Peter groaned at this until she announced she would be throwing a huge party since she hit a certain number of subscribers.
"This might be a good opportunity to catch her and stop her peculiar brand of madness once and for all Peter." Viri noted.
'My thoughts exactly.' Peter replied mentally, 'She liable to kill people the was she's going on and I can't let that happen.'
"Perhaps you should let Miles handle this?" Viri offered, "He may be young but I believe he is skilled enough for this and the Hammerhead ordeal requires your full attention. The arrival of Silver Sable and her apparent hostility to you makes this seem like there is more than her anger at stolen property at work here."
'True,' Peter considered, 'She wasn't all that angry with me last time we spoke, and she seemed to be hyper-focused on Hammerhead.'
"Either way, Screwball can't be left unchecked." Peter said aloud.
Peter knew this was his chance to catch her once and for all, so he dialed Miles.
"Hey Miles, I need your help!" Peter said the moment Miles picked up the phone.
"Whoa, seriously!" Miles cheered, excited by the prospective chance to help Peter take on Hammerhead more directly than last time.
"Screwball is back." Peter said.
"Oh..." Miles deflated, "Screwball?"
Peter sighed at his protege's obvious disappointment, "I know, Miles. But she may just show up and this can be our chance to put her away for good. She's a threat to innocent people by gathering prisoners and setting them up to fight me and who knows what else she has planned. Miles, I need you to scour the city for anything on her. She should be fairly easy to track down, when you have a location, let me know and we'll take her down."
Miles voice took on a more determined edge, "Right, thanks Coach."
"No," Peter replied, "Thank you Miles, you really help everyone more than you know."
Peter had only just landed on a streetlight — after MJ let him know that there was Maggia activities at the docks — when the goons loading project Olympus tech saw him and immediately scrambled into their vehicles and drove off. MJ had proven Viri's earlier thoughts in regards to Sable's fury right; she had been arming the rebels against a dictator in Symkaria, and Hammerhead's theft had not only been a matter of theft but a loss of supplies desperately needed in Symkaria to help the rebels even have a chance of winning. Either way, Spider-Man now understood Sable's desperation and unchecked fury much better; he had been in much the same state while scrambling to save New York during the whole Devil's Breath incident.
He had to help, if not for Sable or her country's sake, then for his city.
"Aw, don't leave!" Spider-Man complained cheerfully, "I just got here!"
He chased after the fleeing convoy, stopping two trucks with a combination of tossing out the thugs before webbing them to the streets and good old-fashioned elbow grease when Silver Sable arrived.
In her jet.
Firing almost indiscriminately at the convoy and Spider-Man.
He leapt off of a turret mounted car just before it exploded only to grit his teeth as he chased after Sable and the Maggia she was after, "What is she doing? She is going to kill innocent people if she keeps this up!"
"Then stop her!" Viri replied.
'It's not like she's gonna listen to me!' Peter shot back.
As an added aggravation to the whole fiasco — halfway through incapacitating the convoy —Hammerhead had apparently managed to get his hands on the drones Sable International had been fond of sending after him when he was still Sable's priority target. Small mercies that that they weren't targeting him, but their replacement target — Silver Sable's jet — wasn't really a much better targto the arachnid-themed hero — or at least — not as much as he would've liked.
'I need to finish this, now!' He snarled internally, 'This is escalating too quickly!'
"Then allow me to assist you, Peter." Viri said, a hint of composed anticipation in its tone.
The symbiote flowed out from his suit like blood soaking through cloth, soon the Symbiotic suit formed and Peter felt the change through his body as Viri enhanced his already formidable abilities. It wasn't too soon as the various goons in the vans began lobbing grenades that left behind red crackling spheres of concussive force that would've knocked Spider-Man out of the sky. He scythed through the air while firing off rounds impact webbing — a facsimile of his impact webbing that Viri managed to replicate that wouldn't deplete his cartridges — that destroyed the drones in the air while twisting around explosions and gunfire. He landed on the back of Sable's jet and webbed down more of the drones that were in pursuit.
"Get off!" Sable commanded.
"Let's just be clear on one thing!" Spider-Man began, completely ignoring the demands of the fuming pilot of the jet he was riding, "I am trying to help!"
When the last of the drones exploded, Peter nearly stumbled off the jet as Sable banked and fired her guns at the last of the Sable Van, which then tilted and crashed onto its side form the concussive force of the blasts. It skidded for a couple of yards till it came to a stop on the sidewalk, smoking and no longer working. Peter felt Viri make the Symbiotic Suit slither back under his Iron Spider Suit as Sable leapt out of her jet and on the side of the overturned Van.
She yanked the groaning goon out fo the Van's driver's seat and held a gun to his temple, "Tell me where to find Hammerhead!"
"The boss will kill me if I talk." The goon grunted, "So you do what you got to do."
Sable finger tensed and was about to end the goon's life when a firm hand caught her wrist and wrenched her hand up and towards the sky. Her furious gaze met the blank lenses of Spider-Man's mask.
"Let. Go." She warned.
"We want the same thing here." Peter said calmly, "We can get this fixed and stop Hammerhead if we work together. We can work together to stop him and save your tech, or you can waste time hunting down goons who won't answer until they are sure they can trap you. We can do one or the other, not both."
Sable grimaced at the familiar line, but relaxed and held out a hand, "Fine. We can work together, as partners."
Peter smiled in relief and grasped her hand, she shook his hand and suddenly clasped his arm with her free hand as though making sure he was shaking her had. With that, she climbed back into the cockpit of her jet and sat down.
"So I'll call you...?" Spider-Man queried as she flew off into the sky, "I am about 88% sure she isn't a robot..."
"Peter," Viri chimed in, voice containing a note of irritation, "She seemed to have attached something to your elbow when you shook hands."
Peter spun and tried to look at his elbow but didn't see anything that was out of place, 'What?'
"One moment." Viri said.
His Symbiotic Suit formed over his arm and rippled as he felt a gentle tug and pop from his arm as a small something shifted through the symbiote to be placed on his palm. It was a small white tracking device that flashed and immediately cloaked itself and looked as though it wasn't there. Peter frowned and sighed at the device and what it meant for his 'partnership with Sable before he crushed it in his palm. he had hoped he had been able to reach Sable and get them to work together, but it was clear she wanted to do this on her own and was willing to play whoever she needed in order to accomplish her goal.
It was just too bad for her that Peter had no intention of backing down, this was his city after all.
Miles stomped on a Screwball Drone and looked around, trying to reach out with regular senses as well as his spider-sense (a small training exercise Peter had recommended as they were still testing the limits of his abilities to see if they could grow alongside his body) to see if anything was creeping up on him.
Screwball's obnoxious voice began wailing in his ear, "Yoooo, Spider-Boy! Not bad, not bad! My viewers are loving the newest spider strut his stuff! Too bad the big Spidey didn't want to play but no biggie!"
Miles grumbled something insulting under his breath as he hated being called Spider-Boy and knew she knew that.
He couldn't imagine having to deal with such a pain like that for even one time, how did Peter even manage that? First was that stupid scavenger hunt for her when she wasn't even in danger and then season two with a whole new array of stupidity and now this? Either way, it was satisfying to stomp her toys and know that soon she would get a nice padded cell in either Rykers or the Raft for her reckless endangerment. As soon as the party began and he used his social media to find out where it was, Miles was going to stop her for good.
He now understood exactly why Screwball was such a danger, and that was only to him, he hadn't even included the innocent people of New York. First she planted bombs all around the city and forced Peter to dispose of them for views?
That was idiotic.
And then — as if she thought she hadn't gone far enough — she decided to let former convicts and criminals arm themselves with Sable weaponry and Grave Dust inhalers before setting them loose when Miles was nearby. The sable tech was bad enough, but they had exposed areas that Miles could attack, the Grave Dust inhalers really sucked because the user's entire body became as hard as Tombstone's for a while before it wore off (and that wasn't counting the fact their blow hurt a lot more than a normal punch while drugged).
Miles only could hope that when she was in prison all her viewers would unsubscribe and leave her to rot.
She would cry in despair.
He would try to convince Peter to help him hack her account later or something.
Peter was just disposing of a bomb from a Sable Truck when his spider-sense buzzed and he leapt out of the way of an hail of bullets that riddled the area he was standing in. The goon in the jetpack who had been trying to take him by surprise cursed just before his jetpack exploded and sent him crashing into the ground in a smoking heap. Spider-Man looked up to see Silver Sable glaring at him with both guns aimed at his chest as she stood on the side of her jet. Honestly it took longer than he thought for her to realize that he either destroyed the tracker or it broke somehow, though finding him probably wasn't hard (he swung around the city in a brightly colored nano-machine created suit while beating up criminals and chasing down vehicles).
"Sable." He grumbled before trying to inject some positivity into his voice, "Fancy meeting you here! Come for a chat and maybe a spot of tea?"
'Peter...' Viri cautioned, 'Please don't antagonize her too much.'
"You were supposed to let me know if you found anything and then continued on without telling me anything!" She snarled, "You think you can keep me in the dark about my own property being stolen? I thought we were partners?!"
"Partners? Really? I didn't part of being you're partner was you tagging me with a tracker and then waiting till you had a lead! You think you deserve any trust after trying to stick me with a tracker and then hoping I would find Hammerhead for you to swoop in? You said you wanted to do this as partners? Well maybe if you asked like 'partners' or actually trusted me to tell you like 'partners', I would be inclined to call you once I had intel!" Spider-Man shouted right back, "Trust is earned, not freely given! I want to help you out, but what is it with you and expecting me to help you out if all you do is trick me and try to use me?!"
Sable was far too stoic to let her expression slip at the fact she had been discovered, her scowl still fixed firmly on her face, "You don't understand anything about the situation, this is no matter of petty theft of my property! This is larger than this city and I doubt you can fix any of it!"
"You think I have no idea what's going on in your home?" He shot back at her, "I only didn't want to help you because you placed a tracker on me! I know why you are so desperate! You think I don't want to help? You don't know anything about who am I or what I value if you think that!"
Before Sable could snap a rejoinder, a groaning goon chuckled and muttered, "You want to find the Boss? You could've asked, he said something about a sit down, a chat. Nice and peaceful like."
Sable jumped from her jet and stalked past Spider-Man roughly, grabbing the goons and lifting him by the collar of his shirt.
"Give me the address, now!" She demanded.
"Colexco Building." He panted, "Rooftop."
His head lolled as he finally passed out.
That was all Sable needed to hear before she was already striding away and back into the seat of her aircraft.
"Wait!" Spider-Man yelled, "It's probably an ambush!"
Sable gave him a brief glance and turned her jet away as the cockpit's glass slid to cover it.
'I believe she is well aware of that...' Viri noted.
She flew away and Spider-Man let out a groan as she seemed to dismiss his concerns and blasted off into the air towards the Colexco building. He fired two quick web-lines and catapulted himself into the sky after her, wishing this could be easier and that she would listen to reason. But as much as it was her fault, it wasn't a reasonable blame; she was beyond angry, beyond scared — even if she would never admit it — and probably didn't care about whatever she had to face to get back whatever Hammerhead stole.
But none of it mattered if she got killed in the process.
He arrived at the Colexco Building to see sable's jet caught in a larger version of a device not dissimilar to his suspension matrix all while sable-equipped goons were trying to bring the jet down. Gattling guns hammered at the cockpit and missiles were exploding against the wings as the tried to crack the jet's impressive armor. And all though the shielding of the jet and its armor seemed to be holding on quite well under the assault, the jet was already sporting some significant damage and Peter wasn't the type of person or hero to wait while a ally/frenemy/interest-coincided-party was in trouble.
"Oh look." Peter deadpanned, "A trap. If only we had some sort of advanced warning system..."
"Urrgh!" Sable grumbled as she tried to get her jet out of the suspension field, and gritting her teeth at the damage being done to her jet, "I can handle this!"
'If she is so sure she can, maybe we should see if she actually can?' Viri proposed amusedly, 'I would be very interested to see how she can beat these odds...'
"No Viri." Peter sighed, "We are not going to be petty like this and let her die."
Peter immediately sprung into motion as he stretched out with his spider-sense and took a quick stock of the sheer number of enemies on the roof.
This was going to take some time if he had to face them alone.
So the first order of business was to get Sable free.
He frowned when he noticed that they had four generators that were very similar to the ones that Electro had used to lock the NYPD inside a building and immediately rushed towards them. He let out a volley of webbing but had only destroyed one when the maggia forces began to focus on him rather than Sable's jet. While Sable was trapped, they didn't need to bother with her as she really couldn't help unless she got out of the jet and even then she would still be trapped in the suspension field, Spider-Man had no such limitation and was actively trying to free her.
Peter didn't hesitate as his waldoes erupted from his back and began to weave through the air to block the whatever they could while Peter slipped and twisted through the insane amount of gunfire that was being directed at him or slipped past the mechanical legs. A jetpack goon rushed at Spider-Man only for three waldoes to swipe him into a generator which promptly short-circuited his jetpack into exploding. Peter didn't want to let the various maggia surround him and sprinted for the edge of the building, his waldoes helping him block bullets or twist over a charging goon or thug before knocking them out with a punch to the jaw. Peter dove off of the edge of the building before firing a web-line at the corner and swinging around. As much as he hadn't wanted Sable to get into this situation, she was in the thick of it now and by proxy Peter was now a part of it as well.
Dammit Sable.
He used is spider-sense to guide his movements as he used his momentum to slingshot him back to the rooftop onto of a goon as he smashed him into the floor. Peter rolled with the falling goon and hand-sprung into a flip and lashed out with a fist in one direction and a leg in another, knocking two goons off their feet. His waldoes shot out and caught him and flung him to the side before his feet could touch the floor as a goons chucked a grenade at him only for it to sail through the empty area he had been occupying. Peter fired and electrical shot webbing and the goon screamed in pain as the electricity arced out from him to strike three other nearby goons. Peter took advantage of the momentary halt in fighting before he twisted and fired a barrage of impact webbing at the two generators at that end of the building, blowing them up.
"One left..." He growled.
"Peter," Viri whispered, "Maybe you should try to hold back a little less? Time is off the essence."
He doesn't hold back and with all of his speed sprinted at the final generator. He was no speedster, not like as speed demon or quicksilver, but he was no slouch in his speed even without his web-slinging. He blitzed past the goons trying to stop him and Viri wraps around his fist before he slammed a punch straight through the generator, the metal shearing with a explosive crunch. Peter let a triumphant smile cross his masked features as he heard the whine of the suspension matrix holding Sable's jet fade. Sable wasted no time and began to fire at the various goons with pinpoint accuracy, her jet punching holes in their armor and killing them. Brutal and without a hint of any sort of hesitation, Sable mowed down the men on the roof with no mercy.
Peter grit his teeth and squeezed his eyes shut for just a moment to regain control, he hated this.
He hated the fact that she was killing them, hated the fact that Hammerhead had forced her hand and traumatized his friends, but most of all he hated how no matter what happened things seemed to always end like this, and hated himself for not stopping this before it came to this.
He sprang from the side of the building and launched himself into the fray. If he managed to knock the goons and thugs out, he may be able to spare them from Sable's wrath.
And her laser-firing jet.
The thugs that had Sable gattling guns or missile launchers decided to ignore Spider-Man in order to try to keep her from killing them.
It didn't work.
While her being stationary in the suspension matrix may have let them hammer and possibly even prevail, Sable was no longer forced to weather the attack. She was able to maneuver her jet around the sprays of weapons and blast rockets out of the air with pinpoint accuracy thanks to her skilled control of the aircraft. Peter blurs across the rooftop as he sweeps the forces off their feet with punches, kick, mechanical swipes, and gouts of webbing. When the rooftop is finally clear, Sable pulls away and Peter swings over to her before landing squarely in front of her aircraft.
"Can we please go now?" He begs.
It's all he can say before an explosion occurs from the top of the Colexco building and debris begins to rain down.