Hurray! I don't remember if I mentioned last ch, but since 17 ch we already got 100k words :) I can't actually belief this story has reached so far. To the ones who have been staying with me since I upload the first chapters, thanks you!

And I also thanks the ones who joined later, but are giving all their support :D

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Chapter 18 - Comrades

In English, Peter began to talk. "Hey, Aunt May, how's everything back home?"

"I'm happy to see you, sweetie," the image May Parker, Peter's aunt, replied from laptop screen. "Fortunately, we haven't had any money difficulty and my health is good as ever."

"I'm glad to hear that, Aunt."

"Tell me, Peter. Are you still having fun in Japan? We haven't talked much. How's everything?"

Peter smiled as he remembered all the good moments he had went through since his arrival. "It's a long story. First, I joined the Judgment. The Judgment it's almost like the police here in AC. Although, the real police is said to be the Anti-Skill. Think that this two organizations work together to stop crimes and protect the citizens."

"So you're helping the people just like back here, but now in a legal way."

"Yeah! It's cool being able to save people without having Jameson calling me the #1 menace of NY." Peter shrugged when he thought about his boss. He sighed when he realized that he was going to see him again when he returned to his job at the Daily Bugle. 'If I actually work again there. I can't believe I forgot to tell him that I was going to be out of NY. He's going to be pissed off.' A sweat fell from his forehead.

"Sweetie, tell me." His aunt got him out of his thoughts. "Have you made friends?"

The teen closed his arms and leaned in his chair with a smirk. "Yes. Good ones, by the way."

"Tell me about them."

"I have my comrades of the Judgment. One of them is called Shirai Kuroko. She tends to be very…" What could he tell that wouldn't worry his aunt? "She's very lively. Another is Uiharu Kazari, who's very responsible and a pro with the computers. My boss's name is Konori Mii and she's very serious, but also a persons who cares deeply about performing our duty in a correct way. It's very cool to work with them and… Why're you looking me with those eyes, Aunty?"

The screen was showing May Parker wearing a frown and looking at his nephew with disapproving eyes. "Three girls? You're working only with girls?"

"Well… If I also consider Saten Ruiko, who's always hanging around the HQ doing nothing, there would be four."

'Oh, crap. I said too much.' His aunt's disapproving glare increased its density. 'Think fast!'

"In the school I normally hang out with three boys that, let me tell you, are so much fun to hang out with."

May relaxed herself and replied to her nephew. "That's good. How're they?"

"One of them is called Aogami Pierce. He's someone with... funny interests. Then there's Tsuchimikado Motoharu, who… is a good person."

Peter scratched his cheek. It was difficult to find good things about those two that you could tell your family. Specially about Tsuchimikado, who was some sort of secret ultra spy that even Black Widow would frown at his presence. The teen got rid of the unnecessary thoughts and kept talking to his beloved aunt.

"The third person is the one I consider my best pal from Japan. His name is Kamijou Touma. He's cool, a relaying friend and an awesome person. We get along pretty well."

'Touma is a great guy who would catch a bullet in your place. Hope he never has to.'

"I'm really happy for you, sweety." The older woman smiled kindly at his nephew making also smile in the same way. "Is there something else you want to tell me?"

"Well, my Japanese is improving highly. Some people have told me that I almost sound like I had lived my entire life in this country." Peter thumbed up with a grin. Then, the grin disappeared and he showed a nervous smile. "Hey, are… Johnny and Bobby still in my house?"

May moved her hand to her forehead. Peter took that sign as a yes and sighed. 'Even if I'm not home, those guys continue with the freeloading.'

"What about Gwen?"

May's expression experimented a change. "Oh," she said happily. "That girl is still here and trying her best to help me. I like to have her around here. Although, I think she doesn't like this place that much anymore."

"What?" Peter asked, feeling worried. "Why? Something happened?"

May glanced at his nephew. "Right now, there's something missing."

'Something missing? Oh no. She must have gotten sad remembering the family she lost.'

"Aunt, remind her that we're here for her. She can always rely on us. Remind her that!"

"Pete." May felt like facepalming. "It's not that… you left for Japan just like that and…"

"Aunt May!" The teen wasn't listening. "You need to tell her that we love her!"

"Peter… You can't get it, right?" The woman was very proud of the boy she raised as his own. However, this boy wasn't very skillful when it came to understand girls' feelings. She knew that and felt pity for the poor Gwen, Mary Jane and the other girls that had developed some taste for his nephew.

"Tell her that we won't let her go!"

May wanted to leave that matter. "Hey, Peter, look who's here?"

"Where're you looking at? Remember I can only see your face on the screen. I can't see out of the sight of your webcam."

"Pete! Man, it feels like ages!"

"It's nice to see you pal!"

Two teens of his age positioned behind May and Peter couldn't stop a smirk from forming on his face. "Johnny, Bobby. It's good to see you guys."

"I'm going to leave you boys to catch up." May stood up from the chair she had been sitting while she was chatting with her nephew.

"Tell me, man." Jonathan Storm, simply addressed by his friends as Johnny, began to say. "How's Japan? How're the girls? How's the food? How's the karaoke? How're the girls?"

"Are you getting along with the espers? Is the training progressing smoothly?" Robert Drake, called mostly simply Bobby, asked his friend.

"Stop! Stop! Stop! Guys, too many questions in a single row. This service can't attend all the clients. First of all, Johnny, you asked about the girls two times."

"The girls are important!"

"Second, Japan is really cool. The food is tasty, although you need a little adapting skill. I haven't been to the karaoke yet."

'Maybe I should ask Touma or the girls if they can show me something about the Japanese karaoke. Yes, another line for the checklist.'

Peter thought about it before continuing answering the questions. "The espers are just like regular boys and girls. They go to school, do their homework and hang out with their friends in their free time. Just like us." He frowned. "No, different from us. They don't go around saving the citizens, less the world as us. They never use masks nor anything to cover their identities… Dammit! They're more normal than us."

"Normal? Hahaha!" Bobby laughed, although, anyone could see that he wasn't happy. "The espers are a bunch of rich brats that live without worries."

Peter looked at his friend's face and sighed. He was getting tired of the hate between espers and mutants. "You're making the same mistake as Kitty. If you knew them, you would see that they're also good people. It isn't true that they don't have worries. Some of them feel like outsiders because of their weak powers. Others, work hard every day maintaining the peace in the city and stopping criminal espers. These ones belong to an organization called Judgement. I work there, by the way."

The Iceman looked away, but then he noticed something that he missed in Peter's speech. "What does Kitty has to do with this?"

"Well, she…" Peter thought for a few seconds, then decided that there wasn't any problem to share some of the information with them. At least a part of it.

"No way!" Iceman's eyes widened in surprise. "The Professor sent her to Academy City on her own? What kind of mission? Rescuing kidnapped mutants!? Mmm, that looks tough. Make sure to give her a hand, you get it, Peter."

"I'm on it, but Rogue is also here."

"Whaaaat?!" If Bobby's eyes were big a second ago, now they looked like plates. The Human Torch thoughtfully decided to give some space to his roommate. "What is Marian doing there?!"

Peter recalled something and clasped his fingers. "Now that I remember, you used to date here, don't you?"

Iceman scratched the back of his head. "Yes, we date for a pair of weeks when she lost temporally her powers. Then, she recovered them and I couldn't even give her a light kiss without going to the medical room. That kind of screwed up the relationship."

"Dude, you dated a difficult girl." The Human Torch raised a finger and lectured his friend.

Bobby ignored him and asked Peter a question. "Does she… well… Is she still angry?"

Peter took a finger under his chin. "I was wondering… The moment when I mentioned your name, she went to the nearest fridge, took lots of ice cubes and sculpted a human body with them. It was really cool! Then…"

Bobby closed the distance between his face and the computer. "Then?"

"Then she grabbed the small man made of ice cubes and crushed it with a yandere smile."

BUMP

Iceman's forehead hit the desk and muttered with defeated voice: "I think that's a yes."

The Human Torch rested his hand on his friend's shoulder. "Bobby is a little out right now. What about if you tell me if there have been any progress with the cute Japanese girls."

Peter sighed. "Man, I haven't been looking for a girlfriend, you know. My training that goes according to my Judgment duty hasn't left me much free time. That and the school eats all my time."

"Oh, come on! You're a fucking genius. You just don't have troubles at school."

"Johnny, don't you get that I'm staying in Academy City. Here high schools have the same level as most universities in the entire world, except for the ones that come from this same place."

Johnny hadn't shown fear even when he and the rest of the Fantastic Four had faced enemies like Victor Von Doom. However, in this situation he was. Peter couldn't stop himself from laughing.

Bobby recovered and also smirked. "Hey, Pete. Maybe you haven't tried something, but is there any girl that is catching your eye?"

Johnny smiled as a devil. "Or have you sensed any girl interested in you?"

"Hahaha!" Peter giggled. "My Spider Sense can't detect that. No, of course not. You two are aware of the Parker luck. It also affects the deals with girls. You know, zero luck with girls. Hahahaha! Why're you suddenly glaring at me?"

"Pete," Bobby began slowly. "It's difficult for us to hear those words coming from a guy like you."

"What're you talking about?"

"Girls fucking love you!" Johnny drove his face towards the webcam and Peter had a rather scary sight of his the Human Torch's mouth.

"Johnny, that's disgusting! You look like you're about to eat the webcam."

"Don't you realize the effects you have on girls!?"

"What effects!?"

"Aaaaaahhh! You know what?" Johnny stood up. "I'm going to Japan right now and, in the name of all men population, punch your face!"

"Hey, what? Johnny!" Peter saw his friend disappearing from his sight, so he asked Bobby. "How the hell will he be able to come…?"

Almost inaudible, he heard: "Flames on!"

"So that way." A mental image appeared in Spider-Man's mind. The Human Torch flying above the Pacific Ocean in his way to Japan. "Y'know, I'm in Academy City. He can be easily shot down from the sky with the technology they have."

Bobby shrugged. "I'm sure he can handle it. I actually don't think he'll fly all the way to Japan. Hell. Probably, he'll see a cute girl on the way, land and make a move."

"Dude, I truly don't want a war between the Fantastic Four and Academy City."

After that, Peter discussed with his friend some unimportant matters and hanged up the call. Stretching his arms, he walked around his room wondering if he should just stay to do his homework or plan another deal.

'Maybe I should call Touma and see if the other two are free.'

His thoughts were cut by a scream.

"Release me!"

Peter heard a low cry from below. 'The lower floors!' He even recognized the voice. His aracnic ear was very useful, he confirmed it once again. He got out of his dorm room and, from the balcony, witnessed an enraging event.

"Touma is going to punch you!"

What Peter saw was the silver haired nun, Index, being dragged by a… "A red haired... priest? Shit, that guy is kidnapping Index!"

Peter clenched his fist. He didn't know too much about this girl, only that she had something to do with those magicians that Touma mentioned. That woman, Sherry Cromwell, who made an alliance with the Nordic god, Loki, was one of these magicians.

'This priest certainly doesn't look to be from AC and I haven't seen him in pictures of American supervillains. He must be a magician.'

Yes, he didn't know much, but he couldn't care less about it. His life's mission was to protect the innocents regardless if he knew them or not. With that thought, Peter jumped from the third floor and landed in the street in front of the pair.

"Isn't she a bit younger for you?"

"What?" The redhead turned to him. "Where did you come from? (SIGH) Unimportant, don't bother me if you don't want trouble, esper."

'Metahuman, not esper.'

"Sorry, but I kind of want to give my regards to Index."

"Peter!" Index called him from behind the man that was gripping her hand.

"The lady doesn't look like she enjoys the company, sir."

The redhead frowned. "Shut up! You don't know what you are messing with."

"No, but that has never stopped me… Mr Magician."

The redhead's eyes widened. "So you're aware. Good that makes things easier." A fire sword formed in his hand.

"Fire power? Let's see who can do better, if you or Jonny." Peter ran full speed in the direction of the magician.

The redhead, whose name was Stiyl Magnus, swung his fire sword. Peter jumped four meters over him and landed behind the magician.

"You know? Guys who are into little girls are called by a name in this country. Lolicons!"

"She's only a year younger than me."

"…" Peter expression froze. "Eeeeeeeeeeh? Dude, you're like two 2 m (6'7 ft) tall! And what's with that cigarette!? Nowadays is, unfortunately, to see teens with nicotine, but… at least they don't do it in plain street…! And stop trying to burn me while I'm talking to you! It isn't cool at all!"

"Tch. Why do I have to run into bothersome espers like you? First the spiky haired and now this acrobat is messing into other people's problems trying to be heroes."

"Spiky haired?" A smirk invaded Peter's face. "That's my bro." Then he made a combination of swift movements.

"What? When did you…?" Stiyl's astonishment grew when he found that the small nun wasn't by his side anymore and, instead, she was behind Peter.

"Skills, my overgrowth friend," he said with a thumb up before taking something from behind his back.

The Necessarius magician's eyes widened. "Eh!?" He touched all across his body and realized he couldn't find it. He couldn't find the object he needed more than anything. "That's my cigarettes box!"

"Young kid." Peter raised his finger as a wise old man. "You'll thank me for this. Nicotine can be really harmful, especially for youngsters."

"Give them back! They're mine!" Styil was a serious man who would always use the necessary and minimum methods to success in his dangerous missions. But nobody messed with his nicotine!

"Now you're sounding like a small child. Look, what about if I give you chocolate instead… Stop unleashing fire at my face! Okay, it's enough! Have a nice fly."

Spider-Man used his speed to strike Stiyl's face with his fist. The redhead found himself flying and hitting the floor before he could gasp. Peter got close to him ready to continue fighting, but…

"Is he already unconscious?" He waved a hand in front of the redhead's face. "Heeeeeey. You awake? I think that means no. Hmm... What should I do with you now?"

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"What's… going on?" Kamijou Touma scratched his head wondering about the situation in front of his eyes.

The spiky haired had returned to his dorm with the only thought of doing his homework, but what he found in his room was a completely unexpected sight. There were his friend Peter, his freeloader Index, and the magician Stiyl Magnus, who was tied up with a web rope.

"The thing is…" Peter explained what happened.

"I didn't come here to kidnap her!" Stiyl shouted infuriated. "I… I…" He looked to the side.

"Stiyl, what's going on?" Touma sighed and asked. He knew that the redhead wasn't going to kidnap Index out of the blue for no reason.

"There's a situation that I… It would be better if he leaves the room."

Peter frowned and crossed his arms disapprovingly. "Listen up, kid. I won't leave you alone so you can burn Touma's place. Hell. You're more volatile than Johnny."

"You wait when I get rid of this substance." The magician from Necessarius struggled against the webs, but stopped a few seconds later because he understood it would be impossible for him to break them without using magic. And right now, he wasn't in a position in which he could control his fire with easiness.

Touma took some time to consider the situation properly and spoke. "Peter can stay. Besides he already has come in contact with the magic side before."

Peter couldn't stop his mouth from curving slightly. 'Finally you let others stay by your side...'

"And, as I already know him enough well, I can tell that the first thing he would do if I throw him out is climbing the side of the building and eardrop our conversation through the window."

Peter's smiled kind of froze. "That's…! True. But it still hurts."

"Ehem. Ehem. Kamijou Touma…" Stiyl clenched his teeth. "There's a situation that requires your… assistance. I was planning to make you go to the place where this operation is taking place using this girl as a bait."

"In a few words, you just need his help?" Peter looked at the redhead with doubt.

Index intervened. "If you wanted Touma to help you, you only needed to ask!" The small girl glared at the magician. "Touma would have help you if you asked nicely. He's like that!"

"Index…" Touma couldn't prevent himself from feeling some happiness and gratitude towards the silver haired nun's kind words.

Stiyl only grunted. "I guess there's nothing else to do that having some formalities. Kamijou Touma, I request your assistance in the recovery of the Book of Law and the only person capable of decrypting it."

"The Book of Law!?" Index screamed.

"What's that?" Touma asked to the magician.

Stiyl sighed and explained the current situation. First about the theft of the Book of Law, an extremely powerful grimoire, then, he describe the kidnapping of Orsola Aquinas, the only person capable of decrypting it.

"So this Orsola girl is in trouble." Touma muttered. "The thing that we have to do is find her and prevent this Amakusa group from using her to decrypt that Book of Law."

"If there's an innocent in danger," Peter began to say as he checked his web-shooters. "I'm here to help. Do you have a clue where to find her."

"We're going to meet with the agents sent by the Roman Chatolic Church. They'll give us some details and… Wait! You can't come!" He turned to the spiky haired. "That boy doesn't has anything to do with the magic side. He's from the science! Kamijou Touma, don't you remember that fights between the science and the magic can cause a lot of troubles?"

"Peter isn't an esper. He's related to Academy City, but the truth is that he isn't esper."

"Eh?"

"I'm from America." Peter thumbed up. "My… skills don't come from this city."

"Ha?" Stiyl didn't understand at first. It took him a few seconds to recognize what was going on. "You're one of those persons who get their abilities by accident. Unskilled people who received skills by randomness, right?"

"Uh." Peter thought a bit before realizing that it was possible description. "I… think so."

"Peter isn't an esper?"

"Yes, Index, I'm not an esper."

"That means you can do magic." The nun's words gained her three uncertain looks. "Magic is only unavailable for skilled people like the espers, who since they are born are owners of different brains than the others. If you were born as a normal person, you should be able to do magic even if you gained skills by some randomness of the life."

"Would that be truth?" Touma scratched the back of his head as he wondered.

Peter thought deeply regarding that subject. 'If what Index says about the magic… That is meant for the unskilled. I'm skilled, but I gained my abilities by an external factor in the form of a radioactive spider. The espers develop their powers with the help of Academy City, but they're espers in the first place because they were born with a brain different to other people. I wonder… does the magic recognize me until now like one of the unskilled?'

"However…" Index put her hand under her chin cutely. "If the magic considers you as a skilled person… you won't be able and your body will go through the consequences."

"Peter…"

"I know, Touma." Peter was already aware of what happened to an esper who attempted to use magic. Nothing good. 'But, it could be useful if I learn to do magic. I should try some time. I hope I don't burst out in blood. That would be a really unlucky strike.'

Stiyl, not caring at all about the mood, lighted up another cigarette, much to Touma's concern, as they were inside his room and the last thing he wanted was to have Komoe-sensei scolding him for misbehaving. "Kamijou-chan! Why is your room smelling to nicotine? Have you been smoking!? That's enough! Since now on, you'll stay two extra hours in school to receive some lecturing from sensei!"

Touma shivered at the thought of that possible event. He took a mental note to spray some deodorant all over the place when he came back.

"So you say that I can't face magicians because I'm related to the science?" Peter asked Stiyl, who nodded. The teen thought about it a second. "What about if I tell them I'm a magician?"

Peter won three confused looks. He understood that he would have to explain his idea. "If I meet this magician undercovering my identity they wouldn't know I'm from the science. I can say that my powers are some kind of magic that let me have more force, agility and stamina. They wouldn't be able to know I'm related to this place. Besides, I'm American and my English is perfect. Have you ever seen an American esper?"

"The only one I have ever seen is… Kitty Pryde… Ha." Touma realized that it wasn't an impossible plan. "It could work, although you would need a kind of disguise that doesn't let them see your face."

Stiyl began as he lighted another cigarette gaining a glare from Touma. "Another magician won't ask you about your magic or skill. Every magician needs to keep secret the source and conditions of his or her magic. Asking about them would be kind of… disrespectful. (SIGH) Yes, it could work."

Peter smirked. "Nice. And about the disguise. I got something already." It was time to use it. He was happy for it and couldn't hide it. "Let me go to my apartment to get it."

Spider-Man returned to his place and brought something from under his bed. It was a suitcase that contained his first invention using technology from Academy City. This invention was a red plain mask with light green covers for the eyes (A/N It's equal to the mask of the Iron Spider armor, except that the eyes are green).

"It's a good time to finally use the ACSM-Mask." That's the way he decided to name it. Academy City Spider-Man's Mask.

It was similar to the one he always used back in New York, but it wasn't the same. When he first arrived to Academy City, Peter thought that he wouldn't need to cover his face. Then, he was forced to use his web as an improvised mask in the fight against Accelerator. All the following events teached him that eventually he would need to disguise himself again. He decided to be prepared.

It was the main reason to make this name mask. That and his scientist side he had since he was a youngster kind of wanted to burst out because he was in the city of science. He TRULY felt the need to play with Academy City's technology at least for once. That mask was the result, because it wasn't just a mask. It came with other functions as night vision.

Peter covered his face with the mask, staying still a few seconds with that nostalgic feeling. He checked his web-shooters again and decided to wear some less flashy clothes. He put on a black jacked along its hood and, downside, he chose to wear blue jeans.

'It's kind of weird to only use a mask, but I haven't made a suit for this yet.' He left his place and met the other three in the first floor.

"So that's what you meant when you said you already got something."

"Oh, it looks like a spider!"

Touma and Index didn't give negative review to the disguise. On the other hand, Styil flicked his tongue and grunted in annoyance. He opened the march and the other three followed him. As the group composed of four people walked, two who were school classmates began to chat casually.

"Peter, have you done the Advanced Chemistry homework yet?"

"Not yet, I was planning to do it later. Oh, I hope this job doesn't end up very late. How about you?"

"I tried but I didn't understand it much well. Please, give me a hand later."

"Sure, zero problem."

"Thanks."

"So we have to leave Academy City." Peter looked at the place where they were supposed to go in his GPS. "I hope we can return."

"I don't think it would be much trouble, if we have our student passes."

"Yes, I… I forgot it."

"Peter! You should be more responsible about it and… I also forgot it…"

The teen looked at each before letting a high cry.

"Such misfortune!"

"Typical Parker luck!"

A vein popped out from Styil forehead. "I… can't… tolerate it…" He let a big snore and walked faster. "I'm going to go ahead and meet you in the theater. If I spend a single second with you two… I probably will end up killing myself with my fire. Until then." The redhead left the then.

"I wonder why he got mad."

"No idea, just met him today, don't you remember?"

Index, hearing the boys, face palmed. These two boys were really something. The trio continued their way on foot without any worth event. They soon found themselves outside of Academy City and, near some bus stop, they met…

"Excuse me." The group turn around and found a nun with a kind and beautiful face talking to them. "Could you tell what bus I need to use to go to Academy City?"

Touma felt a sweat dropping from his forehead. Normally, he would be thinking that this person would be an acquaintance of Index. However, the younger nun didn't seem like recognizing this person, so he decided to respond.

"You can't take buses to Academy City, you need to…"

The next bus stopped near them. The nun ignored him, bowed politely and took a step to the open door.

"Oi, I told you that you couldn't go into Academy City with a bus!"

"Oh." The nun turned around and looked the spiky haired again.

"As I said, you have to walk in that direction."

"Oh, thank you." The nun, again, took a step to the door.

"Woman!" Peter felt annoyed at the nun's behavior. "The man just spoke. That bus won't take you to Academy City."

The woman glanced at the teens and then back to the bus. Then at teens. Then at the bus. Then at teens. Then at the bus. Then at teens. Then at the bus.

"Thank you very much." She bowed again and walked to the bus's door.

""Oi! / Hey!""

Some lecturing later

The bus left the bus stop, but the nun didn't go with it. At this point, Touma and Peter were mentally exhausted of repeating the same explanation over and over again.

"You need to walk… to walk… walk… walk… waaaaaalk… in that direction." Touma finished his sentences and decided to ask a question. "Why're you going to Academy City?"

The nun looked away and showed a worried expression very different from the carefree one she had been showing. Peter recognized that kind of expression. He had seen it in many of the victims of supervillains back in New York.

"Is something bad happening?" He asked with concern.

"The truth is…" The nun took her time to answer. "I'm being persecuted."

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"You finally arrive," Styil grunted as he took another taste of his cigarette and glared at Peter and Touma, who were accompanied by Index.

"We had some difficulties in our way here," Touma replied as he scratched the back of his head. He and the rest finally arrived to the meeting place in a theater located outside of Academy City.

"By difficulties he means that we almost broke our skull due to severe face palming," Peter added with tiredness in his voice, recalling the meeting in the bus station.

"So you're the reinforcements… Why're you covering your face?"

A small western girl with red head wearing a mini-skirt nun outfit advanced towards the three newcomers. She was looking with confusion at Peter's ACSM-mask.

"Oh, this? I… I'm a magician who doesn't like to show his face."

"From what magic cabal you come from, or are you fully independent?"

"I'm individual, my name is Peter... Spider. Peter Spider. I heard about the situation and decided to give you a hand."+

"Very well, Peter Spider. My name is Agnese Sanctis, leader of the Agnese Forces. If you're also willing to cooperate in the recovery of the Book of Law, I'll give you our gratitude in the name of the Roman Catholic Church."

Peter scratched his next. "It's okay happy to help."

"You must be the Index Librorum Prohibitorum."

Index nodded.

"And you, her guardian."

"I'm Kamijou Touma, nice to meet you."

The presentations were supposedly over, but there was somebody who hadn't talked in all the conversation.

"Oh, yes." Touma had forgotten that they decided to take the clumsy nun they met in the way with them. "We found this sister-san on the way and…"

"Thanks for the cooperation, go home."

"… Eh?" Touma and Peter couldn't react enough well to the sudden words that came from the redhead man.

Styil took another slit of his cigarette, which he retrieved from the new box he was forced to buy, and repeat his last words. "Thanks for the cooperation, go home."

"What're you talking about?" Peter inquired crossing his arms.

"That girl behind you three is Orsola Aquinas, the woman we were supposed to be looking for."

Touma and Peter showed a confused look as they moved their glance towards Orsola. "Oh, boy… If you continue to look at me with those eyes, God will send you to hell."

Peter frowned and spoke to Styil. "You're saying that the only person able to descrypt the Book of Law, is this person who we randomly found in the way here?"

"Yes." The magician puffed the cigarette smoke at Peter's face making the Spider-Man wave his hand exasperated and coughing.

"Oh. How unexpected?" Agnese intervened. "If that's the case, everything you needed to do is solved. Thank you for your cooperation.

Touma and Peter were about to complain again, when they noticed the reaction that Orsola was going through. The nun was trembling and her face had gone pale. It was as she was afraid of being handed to the Roman Catholic Church, who was the organization she belonged to.

"Orsola?" Touma tried to talk to her, but he was interrupted.

"There you're."

An unknown male voice echoed in the streets. The six people group consisting of Touma, Peter, Styil, Agnese and Orsola moved their gazes all around trying to find the source of the voice. There wasn't anyone in the vicinity. Not even Peter with his superhuman ear and eyes could find the mysterious character, something he specially didn't like.

"Up!" At Agnese shout, everyone glanced in that direction.

"Touma, is that a flying… beach ball?" Peter scratched his head as he pointed. 'This magic is really weird.'

"The Amakusas!"

"Orsola Aquinas." The ball said.

'What the fuck?'

"You're coming with us."

Suddenly, from the floor below Orsola, three swords pierced the concrete and made an equilateral triangle hole. The nun was taken down and disappeared in front of the astonished expressions of the remaining four.

'Dammit! My Spider Sense only works if I'm the one in danger.' Peter regretted his slowness.

"Orsola!" Touma shouted and came close to the hole, but was stopped by Styil, who was about to use his flame sword.

However, the male redhead magician stopped his attack midway. It wasn't worthy to attack the escape route of the enemy if this enemy had already escaped. They kept staring at the hole for a few seconds until Agnese decided to take the rides of the situation.

"I'm going to regroup with the rest of my warriors and began the preparations for the offensive." She left the place. Styil shrugged and went after her. At the same time…

"I'm going to follow them!" Without minding about what the others were saying, Peter jumped into the dark hole fearless.

"Peter!" Touma put his head in the hole and yelled his friend's name. "Are you okay?"

There wasn't any answer for a few seconds, but then they heard a proper reply. "Fine!"

"What can you see there!?"

"Not much. But I can tell this place is gigantic. Damn! It looks like catacombs…"

BOOOOOM

"Woaaahhh!"

"What happened?" Touma asked, worried, focusing his gaze, trying to see where was Peter. It was really dark, so it was impossible for him. 'How the hell can Peter see or walk in that place?' He wondered, but what he didn't know was that his friend had better eyes than any other normal human. That and the ACSM-mask was also doing its job.

"These guys… The Amakusas… I think they set some traps in here… Waaaah!"

More explosions echoed from the hole. Touma saw some smoke coming from the place which Peter had used to access the underground and felt some sweat coming from his forehead. He was getting worried about his friend, even if this friend was Peter Parker.

"Peter?"

A few seconds later, a voice spoke. "I'm fineee… Yes. Not much problem. I'm going to search this place if I can rescue Orsola and the catch up with you guys later."

"How deep is it? Maybe I can join you."

"It's a long way fall and it's really dark down here. It's better if someone with… normal eyes... stays in the surface."

"Are you going to be okay!?" Touma didn't like leaving his friend in some unknown magician-made caves.

"Yeah! It's not the worst situation I have been in. Truly, no way. This can't compare to my regular days in NY. Hahahaha! You don't have to worry. I'll be soon… Dude! There's an underground river right here!"

Kamijou focused his hearing on the hole and managed to hear the flowing of water, what surprised him. "It's probably an old sewer… I think."

"Naa. I have seen the sewers from NY hundreds of times. Have I told you? I actually know the crocodile from the sewers of NY. His name is Doctor Connors."

"What!?"

"Doesn't matter! I tell you later. I'm going to continue to follow this path I just found… Yaaahh!"

"Peter!?"

"It's okay! It's okay! I just dodge ten knives that were about to make me cheese. Thank you Spider Sense. As I was saying. I'll catch up with you later!"

KABOOOOOOM

"More fucking traaaaaps! (SIGH) I see you later!"

"Peeeeeeter! Dammit, that guy." Touma, reluctantly, let his friend go.

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"That Peter… Jumping so recklessly into a dark place like it."

Touma murmured as he walked through the campsite that the Agnese Forces had set. He sighed and looked up to the night sky. 'This day… I let him get involved with the magic. Why did I do that? I'm not the kind of person who wants his friends having troubles because of me. So, why?'

The teen scratched his head. 'Would it be that I have started to see Peter as someone… more capable than me for handling problems? No, that wouldn't be the reason. I'll never leave a problem to another person only because this person is better or stronger than me. I fight because I want to do it. Because I don't want to see anyone getting hurt. I just don't want to see that.'

Kamijou Touma kept reflecting about this friend of his. 'Peter is a superhero. He has probably saved the entire New York many times… Hell, from the little info I got about American superheroes, I could think that he has probably saved the world a few times. Or, at least, has been involved in the process of saving it.'

The spiky haired clenched his fist. 'It's normal for him to risk his life every day for others. He considers it his duty. His responsibility. That's a difference. I don't consider fighting for others a responsibility. I consider it as something I want to do. Saving and helping others aren't my responsibilities, but... As I want to do it, I feel that I have to do it.'

A resolution stroke Touma's brain as a Railgun. 'Thinking about it deeply… Maybe the reason why I'm happy to have Peter by my side in this kind of situations… It's because I have started to see him as a... comrade? Yes! A comrade, rather than a friend. Someone I can rely to join me in the hardest situations… Is that it?'

The wielder of the Imagine Breaker recalled all the times his friend saved his life. 'In the battle against Accelerator several times, when I went to fight Loki on my own and when that Venom guy was about to… eat Rogue and me.'

After all that, what was Peter Parker for Kamijou Touma, besides a friend? 'A comrade… maybe?'

"Haaa… So complicated." The teen leaned casually against a wall and closed his eyes in an attempt to rest his body for a pair of minutes.

"Kyaaaaaaaaa!"

'A scream!'

Touma moved his gaze around and realized from where the shout came from. The tent where Index was in.

"Index!" Touma rushed into the tent. The light of the electric bulb almost blinded him. Then, he felt something pressing against his chest and a pair of arm wrapping his waist.

"Scary!"

"...Eh!?"

What Kamijou found in his chest was the young and small nun from the Roman Catholic Church, Agnese Sanctis, the leader of the 250 battle nun that were preparing for battle in that same camp. First, he didn't know how to answer. He unconsciously blushed, realizing that the girl was in her underwear and her small proportions (small, but still proportions) were pressing his torso.

"Etto…" Touma didn't know where to look, so he decided to focus his gaze on the girl's red hair. "Did... something happen?"

"Mmmmhh…" The girl didn't respond and, instead, pointed to one of the four walls of the big tent they were in.

The spiky haired moved his gaze in that direction and saw a little slug peacefully crawling its way up. The teen couldn't stop himself from smiling at the childish behavior of the girl. "It's only a slug. They don't harm people."

"T-Touma…"

CHILLS

The teen gulped and turned his gaze towards that cute and young voice he just heard calling his name. What he saw froze his insides. Stammering, he spoke.

"I-I-I-Index!?"

In front of him, under an improvised shower, he saw the silver haired Anglican nun, Index. The girl was showering, what meant she was, as when she was born… '(GULP) completely naked!'

He was in… mortal danger. The fight against Accelerator was a circus compared with this. Fear crept through his veins and bones like an infection. Sweat formed in his hands, back and forehead. 'I'm done. I'm done!'

"I-Index... I… didn't know you were naked. I… I… I swear that I didn't want to do this. Waah!"

The teen covered his face, expecting a horrible destiny. He could have avoided it if he had retired of the tent in the first moment, but, instead, he waited for his terrible destiny.

Seconds passed, but nothing happened. "Index...san?"

SNIF SNIF

"Eh?" Touma opened his eyes and stared at the silver haired nun, who began to cry. "O-oi! What's with this development!? Why don't you just bite me as you always do? Why am I even asking that!?"

He was going to question more, but a sudden and malicious sensation at his back froze him on the spot. Gulping again, he turned around only to find most of the warriors that consisted the Agnese's Forces glaring at him with their weapons raised. There was a single thing to say.

"Such misfortune!"

Meanwhile, witnessing all this development, Peter wished a good ending to his close friend.

"Come on, Touma. I know you can survive this."

He saw how the spiky haired was chased by a nun army wielding spears, swords and other types of weapons.

"I hope you manage to escape."

After muttering those last words, he turned around and decided to take a walk through the camp. It wasn't too long since he left the underground. The teen wasn't happy that he couldn't reach the Amakusas before they escaped. Now, he needed to work along with the forces of the Roman Catholic Church to save her.

'We have to rescue Orsola from the Amakusas and also recover that Book of Law. But, I wonder, why does Orsola looked scared when she saw Agnese?'

There was something that he, as Touma, Index and Styil, were ignoring. He was going to find out what was it.

'Touma came here by his own feet. He's a civilian with no special skill besides his Imagine Breaker. Hell, he doesn't even have outstanding combat skills! And, despite, he goes into the danger head on without any fear.'

Peter let go a tired smirk that nobody could see due to his mask. 'Why does he try so hard?' Peter knew his own reasons to fight. One was his duty. 'Great power comes with great responsibility.' The words of his uncle, the one who was a father for him. Doing good things with his powers was his duty.

The teen covered his face in shame. That was the main reason, but there was something else. The moment he most regretted of his life was when he first discovered that he had acquired new powers and arrogance took possession of him. During those few days just after getting bit by the spider, he abused of his new skills and took vengeance of all the ones who had bullied him before, especially Flash Thompson.

All that arrogance took him to ignore a thief that robbed another person. He didn't care about others, except for himself, his family and, at that time, Harry. That same robber killed his uncle that same night. The images floated in his mind. Getting home, finding all the police cars, his Aunt May crying… discovering the truth.

Then the rage. Spider-Man ran and found the murder, only to discover that it was the same guy who he let go that same day. After handing the criminal to the police, he understood the true of great power and great responsibility. His main reason was his duty, but he also chose to become a hero as a redemption of his arrogance when he was arrogant.

'Why does Touma try so hard?' Peter didn't know his friend's past. But he had the feeling that Touma wasn't fighting due to some redemption. 'The only other reason I can think of, it's that he's simply damn altruist or… he just doesn't like to see people suffering. Kamijou Touma is such a mystery.'

However, there was something else he was wondering. 'Who's Kamijou Touma for me? If this was NY and I saw a civilian going into the danger, I wouldn't think about it. I would just stick his feet on the ground with my webs, say sorry and head on to defeat the bad guy. Why am I so calmed when I see this regular high school boy fighting powerful enemies as Loki or Accelerator?'

The only times he remembered feeling like that was… 'When I had a superhero by my side.' Peter had fought along several superheroes like Daredevil, Moon Knight, the Human Torch, Iron-Man and Wolverine, one he thought dead until Rogue confirmed that this wasn't true not many days ago. In all those times he had paired with another hero, he had felt secure and calmed knowing that he had someone covering his back.

'So my mind is taking Touma as another superhero even if he doesn't have anything that could be called "super"... No, it's not just that. Kamijou Touma is like a… partner. Johnny has the other members of the Fantastic Four. Bobby has the rest of the X-Men, the Avengers have, well, the others Avengers. Am I actually taking Touma as my battle comrade?'

As Peter walked, his mind kept trying to figure out what kind of character was Kamijou Touma for Peter Parker. "Aaahh! What a pain! I just better talk to him later regarding this matter. Now I need to go to the bathroom."

He spotted one of the nuns belonging to the Agnese' Forces and asked her for directions. It was kind of hard to speak to someone else while he had the mask on mostly because the person kept staring at you like you were a freak. Although, Spider-Man was used to it.

"Right there? Thanks." The teen walked casually into a tent where you could find the disposable toilets and showers. Immediately his eyes widened in clear surprise. With fluster in his voice he formed some words. "Maybe I should have specified that I was looking for the men's bathroom."

In front of him there were at least 9 battle nun. All of them taking a shower. It was a situation that mostly could be described as awkward. Peter blushed heavily and took a breath. He had seen this situation in several animes and mangas. He could deal with it.

"I understand this is a difficult situation." Peter made use of the calm behind the storm. "I'll leave this place right now. I hope we can forget this and move on." He bowed politely and turn back.

Then…

"Kill him!"

"Get the weapons!"

"Ready the mana and the telesma!"

"In the name of God, we'll execute this demon!"

Peter ran, dodging several attacks. There was a single thing to say. "Ah! Dammit! Typical Parker luck!" In the end the persecution finally finished when the Spider-Man climbed a tree and hid between the branches.

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Sorry for the long delay. The new semester has begun and I'm back in university.

Today's chapter was first meant to be kind of full comedy, but in the end I decided to make some stuff with the relation between our heroes. I'm going to develop further that stuff I mentioned about what is Touma for Peter and what's Peter for Touma. Are they comrades? Partners?

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