bluemoon: I am going to use more villains just gotta find all the ones Tinkerer associated with I.E Beatle, Reaper, Big Wheel.

GUEST: glad to see the story was missed thank you.

Ava and Mary Jane both sat in their seats watching the inflight movie neither one could wait until they landed Paris had a certain allure about it. They shared a laugh together as Adam Sandler's character jump kicked an opposing player "I love my mama very much, now you know that" M.J mimicked laughing like a hyena in her seat.

"MJ how did someone like you ever get hooked on these movies? They're so dumb" laughed Ava covering mouth to stop herself from laughing

"Call it a guilty pleasure, by which I mean blame Peter and Harry because they used to make me watch these movies" MJ replied as she slowly regained her control "speaking of Peter didn't you say he was on exchange in Paris? So think we'll see him?" she asked.

A smile slowly formed on Ava's lips since that was her plan all the long so seeing Peter was a high possibility but she couldn't let anyone know that "I hope so he kind of needs to explain just taking off like he did" she replied hiding her devilish smirk as she mentally anticipated the landing.

"A week in Paris should be fun right Ava?" MJ asked nudging her friend eagerly "not to mention it is the city of love".

"You have no idea" Ava replied.

13 hours later the plane began descending and an all too eager Ava pressed up against the window taking in the beautiful sight of the city lights below and the iconic tower shooting towards the sky. The plane touched down and the midtown students found relief in finally getting to stand and stretch until there bus came and dropped them off at a local hotel which was only across the road from the Hilton much to Ava's delight.

MJ and Ava took their room on the 5th floor which over looked the Channel crossing too England a rather beautiful sight to wake to for the next week. MJ crawled into her bed and nuzzled into her soft cradling pillows "hey Ava" she yawned interrupting Ava from her book

"Yeah MJ?"

"Do you really think we'll see him?" she asked referring back to their conversation about Peter. Which Ava could understand MJ's concern she was after all one of Peter's best friends "I mean Paris is a big city and we're only here for a week"

Ava set her book on her bedside table and rolled to face her roommate "these things have a way of working themselves out on their own so maybe" she replied "then again this is Peter he'll do something stupid and noticeable for us to find him" she yawned.

MJ smirked to herself closing her eyes knowing Ava was right.

Ava sat awake for hours on end waiting for MJ to reach a deep sound sleep and when she finally did Ava rolled from her bed and used her stealth training to her advantage by sneaking out to the elevator through the lobby and across the street to the Hilton hotel. Once inside the lobby Ava drew upon her jade amulet to heighten her sense of smell to track Peter's sent which she followed to the very top floor to Penthouse 3 her excitement quickly began to build as she approached the door "he's going to be so surprised to see me" she giggled to herself knocking on the door. There was a brief pause before Ava heard the sound of shuffling and unchaining on the other side of the door and a tall red headed woman stood in the doorway rubbing the sleep from her eyes.

"Ava? Oh this is just great! What are you doing here at this time?" Widow deadpanned sleepily glaring at Ava.

"Black Widow? Sorry I know it's late…" Ava started but quickly trailed off when Widow opened the door wider for her to pass through

"Just come in I'll get Peter up" Widow yawned closing the door behind them "Peter wake up!" she hollered down the hall but no response or even a sound of life replied back "boys a sound sleeper" she yawned as she headed off down the hall with Ava trailing behind her.

Nothing changes especially habits…bad habits in Peter's case the messy state of his room, papers scattered across his desk Chinese food containers littered his bedside table "god he's a pig" Ava grimaced "this room really needs a woman's touch"

"the boy himself is a fixer upper" Black Widow yawned before strolling over to Peter's bed and pouring the half full water bottle over his face waking Peter up in a frenzied panic

"Who? What? Widow? What the hell?" Peter groaned wiping his face with his blanket "it's 5 in the morning! Unless the world is ending it can wait" he growled completely oblivious to Ava's presence.

Which much to Ava's credit she didn't take personally she quietly walked up to his bedside looking completely calm and collected right up until she whacked him in the eye causing the waves to rift in his bed "you'll feel that when you wake" she said sternly passing by Widow "I'll sleep on the couch for tonight just so he doesn't freak out to much in the morning"

Black Widow stood in disarray Ava followed them to Paris just to punch Peter out? But she did have to give Ava credit…she was definitely not a women to trifle with and she herself went to get Ava guest blankets and a pillow.

In Aunt Mays kitchen sat two young boys 6-8 years of age drawing colorful pictures the older blond haired boy was drawing what looked like a big cannon while the younger boy drew a red canister while their parents stood around the table talking to one another. "see dad like in a house hold thermometer when the pressurised mercury gets hot it expands, but Red mercury gets hotter it becomes more radioactive and explodes in a nuclear reaction but with the vaporizer cannon Eddie drew the mercury liquid is pressurised and compressed into a concentrated ions forming a solid "beam" when fired can act like a tiny nuke only no toxic after effect or E.M.P waves just bang and boom this way people wouldn't have to keep poisoning the earth" said the young brown haired boy much to the surprise of the adults in the room.

"Richard…the boys might be onto something with this hell the math and theory seem to work with each other" Eddie senior whispered to his partner.

"Eddie Red mercury is a cold war myth the element doesn't really exist…although I suppose mercury sulfate would make a viable substitute, a power shifting weapon thought up by two kids…we should have our heads examined for even thinking it" Richard sighed.

Peter awoke that morning with a throbbing sting in his right eye an uneasy stomach caused by an all too realistic dream. But it felt more vivid like a memory "it's probably nothing just some childhood issues" Peter thought to himself as he rolled out of his bed an explanation that seemed simplest considering Eddie Brock was once again back in his life after so many years. Peter staggered into the bathroom quickly showered and started brushing his teeth when a dark discoloration of his eye caught his attention causing him to jump back from the mirror "what the hell?" he shrieked.

After quickly throwing on his jeans a still damp and topless Peter made his way into the kitchen just as Widow pulled a carton of milk from the fridge "Widow…what the hell happened last night?" Peter blurted out thoughtlessly. Widow stayed quiet as if pretending she didn't hear him which only irritated Peter a little more "Natasha!"

"Since when does a son address his mother in that manner?" Widow asked almost seriously.

"Sorry" Peter mumbled "mom what the hell happened?" he shrieked as a smiling black Widow closed the fridge door to reveal a very nonchalant Ava holding an empty glass awaiting the milk in Widows hand "AVA!"

"Call it a lesson, next time I fly halfway around the world to see you make the effort to get out of bed" she asserted.

"Y…yo…you're here?" Peter stammered completely caught off guard that Ava was in Paris but also the penthouse a tsunami of mixed emotions clashed inside him one on hand he was ecstatic that she was here on the other she was ultimately a distraction. "You hit me, while I slept"

Ava smiled and shrugged never taking her eyes from Peter's toned torso "sue me" she joked. Peter sat down at the counter across from her and gently kissed her "that works to web head" she whispered as they parted lips

A quick rapid paced knock echoed through the room "Ben come on man we're running late, personally I'd rather not make a grand fashionably late entrance!" came Cross's panicked voice through the door "come on man!"

Peter discouragingly threw on his shirt and opened the door "hey Cross I'm on my way down just grabbing my bag" Peter told him although his words fell on deaf ears since Cross caught sight of Ava at the counter the blood drained from his head "CROSS!" Peter shouted

"wh-what? Sorry man just uh zoned out…what's her hourly rate?" Cross babbled his eyes still on Ava until something solid and round sunk into his stomach knocking him into the wall across the hall.

"Fair warning don't address my girl as a prostitute ever again" Peter ordered helping Cross to his feet

"You have a girl…you've been in this country how long again?" Cross asked watching the small gap in the door shrink shut.

"Come on I'll drive" Peter told him.

A thunderous roar tore through the air as a silver bullet streaked through traffic weaving between cars at ludicrously high speeds "alright! May 6 2005!" Cross shouted bracing himself into his seat as the car shot across two lanes of traffic and a bewildered Peter in the driver seat.

"What about it?" he asked.

"That was the last time I ever threw up please don't make me break my record!" Cross pleaded placing his hand over his mouth trying keep something down as once more the car leaned heavy on his side.

Peter stomped on his brakes bringing the car to a screeching sliding stop in the school parking lot "don't you dare puke in this car! You will not puke in this car!" Peter shouted vindictively "if you're going to be sick get out this is a loner…or it's stolen"

"Sorry what stolen?" Cross choked tumbling from the passenger seat to the ground, only a gurgling noise and a foul smell came from him as Peter locked the car "…you….fucking…suck….you dick" Cross heaved slowly regaining his composure "so much for my record"

The two teens ran across the campus grounds racing the clock their shoes squeaking as they rounded every corner. The bell rang throughout the halls just as Peter and Cross bursts through the doors but into an empty class room. Every desk was empty including the "it's not Saturday is it?" Peter questioned scanning the empty room until muffled voices started slowly breaking the silence from the confines of Masons closed office

"Don't threaten me Beatle! You forget I made your suit and can easily shut you down!" came the sound of a very irritated Mason through the door which Peter and Cross were now pressed up against listening in.

"Beatle? What is he doing here?" Peter mumbled.

"Who the hell is Beatle?" Cross whispered.

"You took the job I built your suit I get a percentage, and if you want me to upgrade your equipment it's an extra 25000 U.S!"

Peter and Cross were now trying to peer through the cracks in the door to get a better view of what was going on inside the office when another more musical voice echoed through the room "I am a Tiger and you're gonna hear me roar!" Peter's hand dove for his pocket as his cell phone continued to ring.

"You never heard of vibrate?" Cross gasped

Peter managed grab his phone and silence it holding his breath. The room became as silent as a graveyard Peter and Cross stood completely still and breathless until an all too familiar tingle crept into the back of Peter's head "MOVE!" he shouted tackling Cross just as a barrage of bullets ripped through the door reducing it to splinters within seconds. Peter and Cross rolled over the desks when Beatle came flying out of the office every weapon in his arsenal.

Cross stared in slight awe of the caliber of weaponry before him "damn I so want one of those suits"

Beatle then rounded to where they were hiding "awe crap" the two teens gasped in unison as more bullets began pelting every desk and object in the room. Splintered wood, shredded papers and fragmented plastic rained down inside the classroom until finally Beatle ceased fire.

"I am a Tiger and you're gonna hear me roar!" Peter quickly answered his phone praying he did it fast enough that Beatle didn't hear it "hi Ava sorry now's not a good time" he blurted hanging up his phone "defensive protocol activated" came a British like voice from Peters watch which caught him completely off guard "J.A.R.V.I.S?" Peter gasped at his now blinking watch which was now snaking around his wrist forming something like ironman's repulser "oh cool" he smiled.

Cross too had a surprise of his own, the gauntlets he was wearing sprouted twin short barrels "who the hell is this guy?"

"Goes by Beatle! A super Merc from New York!" Peter shouted back

"Oh good as if my day didn't suck already" Cross groaned jumping to his feet and firing bullets at a rapid rate which Peter soon followed by firing a repulser beam. But Beatle remained undeterred even by the threat of being met with STARK tech stray bullets ricocheted across the room peppering the walls and shattering the window, the smell of hot brass and burnt gun powder quickly filled the air, shells jumped to the floor.

"Anymore bright ideas professor?" quipped a sarcastic Peter as he and Cross ducked below their improvised barricade

"Doesn't this guy ever run out of bullets?"

"He does but it gets worse at that point"

"How could it get worse than seemingly never ending machine gun bullets?" Cross yelled.

But his answer soon came when the bullets stopped flying and the room fell into an uneasy silence again "I am a Tiger and you're gonna hear me roar!"

"Oh Ava not now!" Peter panicked

"That chicks going to get you killed you realise that right!" Cross hissed before he nervously poked his head over the shredded desk. Beatle was now preparing to fire a missile "ok that's worse" he gulped "I got 6 rounds left, please tell me you have more"

Beatle fired his missile prompting the two teens to pick up and scatter like scared mice, the missile landed with devastating force blowing a small crater in the floor and destroying the side wall with every desk in between. The smoke slowly began to settle Cross was sprawled out on the other side of the room heavily panting when Beatle walked up alongside him with a mini sized mini gun pointed at him. Yet to Beatles amazement this kid remained calm, he wasn't pleading for his life or asking why. He was calm fixed with a controlled stare at Beatle almost like he was accustomed to having a gun in his face and no fear of dying.

"Hey Beatle!"

Beatle turned on his heels in mid spin he was hit by an electrical force sending a charge through his armour triggering his jet pack blasting him through the roof.

Bits and pieces of the roof dropped to the debris littered floor "well…first university party and we blew the roof off the place" Peter chuckled helping Cross to his feet. A different tension surged through the two they acted like this was the norm but a growing suspicion was developing.

"I owe you boys my life that lunatic was going to kill me!" Mason came creeping from what remained of his office "I was just tinkering in my office when that mad man arrived demanding I fix some flaw in his equipment…"

"So Professor Tinkerer, and he's a damn liar although what do you guys think? You think he's the scientist Widows dark hand guys have hired to build their weapon? I mean he is qualified if he did build Beatles armour…I'll run it by Widow but there's still the mystery of Cross and his gauntlet guns"

"…you boys go on home there's no classes scheduled for Wednesdays I'll handle the situation with the police and the school board but please let me thank you dinner at the tower tonight 8'oclock my treat" he humbly offered which the boys accepted and made their way back to Peters car.

They were quiet for the whole walk until Peters hand touched his door handle sending his spider sense off, Peter whipped around activating his repulser to face Cross who was brandishing his gauntlet guns at him "who the hell are you!" they chorused

"I got 6 rounds left you first!" Cross ordered.

"I got an undiminishing power source of repulser technology you first!" Peter shot back.

"Guess this is a stalemate" Cross stated "lower our weapons on 3" he suggested. Peter nodded as Cross slowly counted down "1…2…3" they lowered their weapons from each-other's faces "William Cross C.I.A and you?"

"Special agent Ben Reilly S.H.I.E.L.D" Peter replied

"Why is Shield meddling in C.I.A affairs?"

"I'm not here for some C.I.A mission I'm here to find a weapon and dismantle it before the president is assassinated on foreign soil and the free world is thrown into chaos" Peter told him.

Cross face went from aggressive to almost calm and he opened his door "sounds like we're on the same game plan here let's stop at my place we need to talk"

"Yeah just one second I need to make a phone call before my fate is completely sealed"

Elsewhere Ava, MJ and MJs friends Liz Allen and Gwen Stacy were enjoying their school trip to the louve…well 3 of them were. For the third time today Ava was calling Peter silently demanding that he not hang up on her again 3 quick rings and Peter's voice came over the line "ok before you get mad it wasn't my fault we got ambushed by Beatle, the class room was destroyed but I'm ok and…you're totally pissed at me aren't you?"

"a little but if it was a legit excuse I suppose I can forgive you this time" Ava replied "look Petey I know you're busy with everything but this is Paris and we didn't get a lot of time together when you were home so I was wondering…think you could fit in an hour for us?" she hesitantly asked in truth she was nervous about his answer she did have some doubts.

"Funny you should mention that our professor just invited me and Cross to a dinner on the Tower and well like you said Ava this is Paris…would you care to be my date tonight?"

"Oh you're good, dinner sounds great…never been on a date with college boy before. How is your eye feeling?" she added with her usual smug smile.

"Your girl blackened your eye HA! How badly did you screw up to deserve that!" came Cross's distant voice over the line

"I did nothing she's just abusive" Peter retorted

"Excuse me! I travel halfway around the world to see you and you couldn't be bothered to get your ass out of bed to say!" Ava growled literally growled frightening a group of small school children on the tour before seeing MJ and the others approach with lunch in tow "Petey I have to go I'll see you tonight"

MJ sat down beside Ava passing her tray over as Liz and Gwen sat across from them "that Pete?" MJ asked catching Ava's attempt to hide her happy little smile

"Yeah, I managed to track him down and he's offered to treat me to dinner at the Eiffel Tower tonight…then I'll bring him around to see everybody again" Ava replied.

Liz however lite up like the Las Vegas strip "OMG Ava's has a romantic date in Paris we have to go shopping!" she cheered. Ava however sunk back in her seat at the idea of shopping she wasn't one of those girls that could spend all day looking at herself in a mirror "ok let's finish and go I think there's a Channel store around the corner from here!" Liz eagerly said almost now jumping in her seat.

Tinkerer is building tech for super Mercs who else is he making weapons for?

Peter's remembering bits and pieces of his repressed childhood.

and a date at the tower what could go wrong?

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