Chapter 5: The End…..Or the Beginning Part 2

Title: A Complicated Flame

Author: Golden Husky

Fandom: The Amazing Spider-man 2014 comic

Rating: Mature

Disclaimer: I do not own the concepts and characters involved in this story. The rights belong to MARVEL and their scriptwriters and comic artists. Most importantly the concept of Spider-man belongs to the One Above All Stan 'THE MAN' Lee. This story is purely fictitious and shouldn't consider events told in this story Canon.

A/N: I kinda owe my readers a good and very long chapter so enjoy this chapter early!

Peter Parker was being held off the ground by an old flame. To him, no matter what she did she had not done anything to deserve the betrayal she endured due to his failure. Normally he would just dodge her sexual invitations and playful assaults. What had changed her Peter hoped that he could take her from the brink. If a full life of crime and old age of regret could be averted, Peter didn't care if he died. He had already done enough by revealing his identity. Some of the power that had done the impossible to revive his Aunt May had now gone away. Peter did not know what the consequences were but if the memories that flooded his mind the second he revealed his identity hinted, it could be bad.

To Felicia he had taken too long. She was more than ready to end this. She launched her fist straight toward him. He screamed "WAIT" in the last moment before the blow was to reach its mark. The wind of the impact blew passed his face in a strong gust. If he had not said anything he had no doubt it would have killed him. She lowered the brandished knuckles to her side and raised an eyebrow in question. Peter gathered it was now or never.

"I will tell you what you want to know, but it is up to you whether you believe me or not." Her grip loosened its hold on his neck. She gave him a deadpan stare. She waited a moment longer.

Peter did his best to clear his throat. When he felt he could speak he began his story. "Many months ago I had a battle in the city with Doctor Octopus. The battle ended with him beaten and out of energy to continue living. He died but not without one of his machines transferring our minds to the other's bodies." Felicia's expression changed to an inquisitive glare. Noting it, Peter continued "I was inside of his body when he died. Following that time he assumed my life as this new 'Superior' Spider-man." Felicia physically seethed at the mention of that persona of spider-man. "Unknown to him I had actually survived in the memories that lingered on inside my brain. He went on to create Parker Industries with my partner who loathes me Sajani Jaffrey. He began relationships with various women in my life and most recently Anna Maria Marconi." Harry had been slightly happy to see Felicia's face frown a little in jealous at the mention of other women in his life. "His personality and methods didn't go unnoticed by the Avengers. They did a brain scan and found two separate brain patterns housed inside my cranium. He was barely able to convince anyone he was me. More and more time was spent helping people and making more enemies. Now we get to the part where he 'encountered' you." Her scowl was now evident on her face. "You played…..and he didn't" Peter refused to elaborate on the encounter. "After… you went to prison and I can imagine what happened." She seemed heavily scorned at what he seemed to be implying, but he astonished her with what he said next. "You went in there and put all those lust hungry losers in their place, groveling at your feet and kissing the very ground you walk on." Her angry visage cracked heavily as she accidently giggled lightly at his joke. She then tried to give him a stern look as she said "I said no jokes". He nodded in compliance and moved on. "I started to fight back inside, but he started to feel it and designed a machine to purge me. Even though he seemed to have killed me…again I barely lingered."

To his own surprise her expression lightened the further he got into the story. "The Goblin King and J. Jonah Jameson took action against me, and almost killing Spider-man 2099. Soon as all his work came crumbling down as he could not be the Spider-man New York needed. Losing Spider Island II and many of his resources he was desperate to end the conflict. When he came to fight the Goblin King he lost and I said I could succeed in being the person he couldn't. He ceased to exist inside of my brain and I took control once more. Armed with my own abilities and witty comebacks I won the day. During my time lost in the depths of my memories I didn't know what he had done. From then on to this day I have been trying hard to repair the broken image he created. I know Electro was the cause of the break out. It was only then did I know you were there."

Her face ended up expressionless as he came to this point. He decided to test how much she believed. "I put everything I knew on a flash drive in which I gave to the Avengers the other day. But because of what happened with the isotope we were changed….I can't say more." In attempt to shrug his shoulders a popping sound came and he grunted in pain. He searched her face for any signs of forgiveness. She didn't show any expression at all. He thought he had nothing left to lose and go with one last effort. He started slowly "I….when I was with Mary-Jane my identity was revealed. The effect of that was the death of my Aunt May. I couldn't risk anyone else getting hurt because of me and all my enemies. A being named Mephisto saw Mary-Jane and I together he sought something. He would trade the love we had together for the memory of my identity being known and its repercussions of it. My Aunt May was saved and everyone forgot who I was. The Avengers and all of my hero companions remained unscathed by it because they had known my identity in a natural way. But because it seemed you were deemed an enemy you forgot me too. I have just shortened the life of my aunt by some time with you knowing. I discovered though, that my love for Mary-Jane stayed but I grew to understand it was nothing more than it could be. She was someone I trusted dearly as a friend and lover. She has moved on and now so have I. If revealing the secret saves many lives from what damage you can bring as a criminal queen then I would do it again and again." He started to cough viciously and breathe in hoarse tones.

Felicia brought him over to a light source while holding his neck. His face was becoming devoid of color and dark circles formed in his eyes. He chuckled lightly earning a bewildered look from her. "Why are you laughing?" she wondered. He spoke in a raspy voice "It would seem Felicia, I am going to die. I probably have multiple internal wounds and bleeding inside and out." He laughed some more followed by heavy bloody coughs. After she gave him a concerned look she finally let him go. He fell into a crippled form barely moving. He painfully sat himself up and leaned against the nearest wall. Peter looked up at the sky to look at and enjoy his final view. He looked down and was met with a sad look set on Felicia's features. He weakly smiled and said "I at least know you can be sad about something. That is a relief. I think I can die in peace with that." Her face did not change and he closed his eyes to mull over his death. The silence was interrupted by her voice. "No" it came out sharply. He cracked open an eye to see she was being serious.

"So, you plan on not letting me die peacefully then." He questioned.

"Yes" she deadpanned.

Peter groaned to himself "ooooh, if you're going to do this please do this now." He was patient enough and he was practically wreathing in pain.

"Bite me" she snapped

He opened his other eye to give her a raised expression "excuse me?"

"I said bite me Peter!" she stammered

Peter didn't understand what was going on; the numbness of his body shutting down was affecting his brain now. "I-I really don't understand where this is going, I am still alive right? This isn't some sick hell I have ended up in. Right? Right?! Oh, no it is, god you sick man….or woman…or it-thing oh woe is me I am going to get killed in strange twisted ways over and over…" His dramatic tirade was brought to an abrupt halt by the sound of bare toe and claw tapping impatiently. His glance leaned up to see Felicia leaning to one side with her arms folded and a brow raised. He pulled his hands out in front of him and squinted. "I-I….am alive aren't I…hmmm"

"PETER!"

He put his hands up defensively and tried to get up off the wall. His left leg was first but as he set pressure on his right it snapped and he almost fell over. She caught him by his arm and supported him with her shoulder. She motioned to have him face her while he kept pressure off of his broken leg. They looked at each other with opposite expressions. One was entirely devoid of empathy and one all too much emotion. She rolled her eyes leaned her head to the right and moved her hair out of the way leaving her neck open. Peter, finally understanding what she meant undid her collar and bare his teeth for her neck. He hesitated however he looked back to her and asked "have thought about this at all?" She immediately retorted "I'm playing it loose and taking my chances…." She didn't want to meet his eyes. He didn't say anything, he only smiled and turned back to her neck. Something in him urged him to take a bite. He felt his mind blank for a moment as pincers formed in his mouth and he bit down. In a hazy sensation Felicia felt that she liked it. What had come over her before in this closeness had returned to her. Her canines lengthened to fangs and she returned his bit.

Fits of spasms and blood spurts echoed on the rooftop. Residents below had already called the authorities about the disturbance but the sounds of strange creatures 'feeding' only worsened the situation. Peter and Felicia then felt a force push them out of the physical world. They experienced each other's memories starting from the time they met know. All of the feelings they felt for one another, and others. Peter felt guilty to feel the feelings of utter shock and betrayal she had seeing her webbed by 'Superior Spider-man'. Together they saw what she had become in her time in prison and how it changed her when she escaped. The coldness in her eyes scared the both of them. What happened next was what each put up with during his return as the original Spider-man. She, dwelling in the remnant criminal underground and he, proving to everyone he was indeed Peter Parker. Peter was fearful as he experienced the sheer coldness and uncaring nature she regarded in killing him. Felicia watched slightly confused as to how Peter was as shy as he always was being around her. The isotope incident was an accident and everything after he couldn't help but be the same man she knew. She was jealous, they both had to gain entire life back and he got farther by being who he always was good…and funny. The last thought made her roll her eyes. She wondered to herself if she could be on top of the world without standing over anyone.

They were back in their bodies now, slowly releasing their predatory grips from one another. Fresh blood dripped from their lips. They turned to look each other in the eye. Their eyes were still the same and glowing green in the night. Their focus so intense it seemed the world was black and all they could see was the glow in each other's eyes. Together, a level of understanding literally impossible to achieved was done, albeit synthetically. Their neck wounds sizzled with light smoke billowing at the entrance. The open cuts on his body began to seal themselves up as well. Peter recoiled as he felt his internal wounds undo themselves. He was breathing heavily and sweating profusely. He quickly grabbed hold of Felicia. He cursed himself for not feeling it earlier. "F-felicia, d-did you tell anyone you were going to kill me here?" Felicia smacked her head as she now remembered that she had called multiple news stations after the Avengers Tower incident. She told them she would kill Spider-man and come and see her victory. Peter opened his eyes wide and panicked "I-I know what you just remembered, oh damn I forgot about that stupid mental link." He thought to himself 'great I bet it is even more potent now, there goes any privacy I remotely have.' Knowing what he thought she quickly retorted. "Hey! It's not like I asked for this okay. Besides it's not like you have a secret I don't know about now!" Their bickering continued for another five minutes. They wasted so much time the police had arrived. An NYPD helicopter flew overhead with multiple news choppers in pursuit. When the search lights began to illuminate the penthouse Peter scrambled looking for his mask. "Shit, I can't find my mask…where is…" He stopped as Felicia pulled out the mask from her belt. He put the tattered garment over his face and sighed contently. He looked at her somberly before saying "you know… you are a huge pain in the ass…but I'm not going to throw you under the bus now." She smiled happily at him before retorting "Getting all emotional now are we spider…that's my Peter but it's not like I wouldn't see it coming." She tapped a finger to her temple.

On the news a leveled penthouse had the duo with the headline 'spider-man defeated?' but as they got on scene they found something quite strange. A beaten spider-man was being supported over Black Cat's shoulder. They quickly retreated into the dim lit rooftops in the opposite direction. The copters were only able to keep up for but a few moments. Not only huge waste of time they completely disregarded the collapsing penthouse.

Captain America was watching on a monitor with Tony Stark and Spider-Woman behind him. "Good enough for you boss?" Jessica asked. Captain America shut off the monitor and lowered his mask. He turned to both of them and nodded. Black Cat had been cleared, for now. Tony sat back in a chair exasperated. "This kid is going to be the death of me Jessica." Jessica just laughed it off as Tony got up to fix himself a hard drink.

"Peter…where are we?" Felicia had been lead blindly into an apartment. The furnishings weren't too bad. Even with the high standard she held she found this was quite 'homey' She quickly figured out why. A purring brought her gaze to her leg. One of her old places cats were nudging her and meowing. "Peter… is this…one of my cats?" His voice came out from another room.

"Yeah… when I found out your stuff had been seized I went to the pound where your cat's were sent. This was the only one that hadn't been adopted yet. This is my apartment by the way. It isn't too extravagant but it was better than where I was before." She didn't respond to him as she picked up the white fur ball and gingerly petted it.

Peter was changing his clothes in his room. When he tried to peel his suit away carefully he winced in pain. In frustration he took it by a tear and ripped off the suit. Blue bruises and cuts covered his abs and pectorals. He tried to smile in his reflection but a bruised face and cut lip diverted the attempt. He resided to just a regular pair of jeans and walked out of his room shirtless.

The expectation was that the atmosphere was going to be awkward. When both caught sight of the other they just laughed. Felicia was awkwardly sitting on his couch petting her cat still in her catsuit. Peter was walking around shirtless with a beat up body. Peter slightly staggered to his fridge and produced a milk carton. Going through his cupboard he took out a tiny bowl and filled it to the brim. He set it down and called the white cat with a whistle. It's purring ceased as it rose from the cat woman's lap and pattered over to the creamy drink. They both awkwardly observed the oblivious creature. The only noise being the lapping of the liquid. Peter took staggered steps toward the couch and gently lay himself on it placing his head on her lap. Felicia rose an eyebrow an gave him a curious stare. "What?"

"You know I just tried to kill you earlier right? And this isn't awkward to you at all." He closed his eyes and replied.

"I don't think I care really, we're stuck with each other now so deal with it. This pillow has the greatest view anyway." The end of the statement had a sly tone to it. She curled her lip at his nonchalance and nicked his cheek with a claw. He grimaced but it didn't deter him. He settled into her lap some more and sleep took him soon after.

Completely flabbergasted by his utter disregard for the past hour had astonished her. A thought entered her mind that this wasn't the same spider-man she knew. So assertive and uncaring- but she set that aside as she realized it was just his absolute stubborn nature. She let off a light huff and gently sat up laying his head back down gently. The only light source being the city outside, she maneuvered around his chairs to the sliding door. Lifting the latch she slid it open and padded outside. She rested her elbows on the edge and observed the city before her. In the bustling lights ahead she found a sense of comfort. To the other side was downtown where the criminal underground took its root. From the sirens echoing in the streets below it symbolized the constant strife to the city. She loved the danger of it all, power at her fingertips, wealth beyond measure, but a life on the run with no real friends at her back. Her reputation was all she had. It no longer existed as she was burned; by none other than the man happily sleepy away behind her. Looming over the city right here lay her only chance to choose one or the other. Her internal conflict turned her gaze to the self-sacrificing jokester inside. 'That cute, smart, handsome, sexy…and loveable dumbass, how he has wrapped in his web I'll never understand.' She mused as she made her choice. Retreating back into the apartment she took quiet strides back to her companion.

Watching him sleep brought a small smile on her features. When a sultry thought crept into her mind it turned into a Cheshire grin. Peter's face turned into a frown. It was as if he knew what she was thinking while he slept. She deviously formulated her 'revenge' while the web head began to sweat. Unable to wake up he was prey to whatever dirty agenda she had planned for him…

A/N: Umm so I've been working on this here and there. It hasn't been edited that much so what's there is what I have out. I already know what is going to happen in the next chapter. If I get home at a time that I am able still stand the next chapter will be here by the end of the day.

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