A/N: just a quick note, there is a crossover character mentioned in this chapter and a couple later on in the story but it's just the character the story itself isn't a cross over.
True Beast 01: I was taking about blood curdling, I liked it, and i'm glad you like Dragon in this story but he is you O/C so if you feel there is room for change plz feel free to say so
Nobel Six: Adam does along with the others later on in the story although he does confront Tiger sooner.
Guest: adam is tempests real name sorry for the confusion.
Darkknight421993: good guess with the noir look but unfortunately it isn't think more Batman second sidekicks adult alterego.
The sun had given the stage to the moon which casted it's bright white glow across a monuments estate and its packed drive way.
Women dressed better than royals mingled while sipping on tall slim glasses of bubbly champagne as their husbands stood in circles swirling well aged scotch. Peter stood in awe like the street kid in a higher social bar as a waiter in a red vest handed him a glass his ear piece was a slight irritation to his ear but was told not to ever acknowledge it.
"I am way out of place here" Peter thought to himself as he nervously sipped the bitter oaky taste of his drink it burned as it flowed down his throat. Despite its taste it was helping settle his nerves.
Peter took another mouthful when someone fell in beside him "you're a ways from Queens there shorty" the scotch seemed to his just freeze in his throat, he knew that voice it belonged to someone who was always a good friend but also an irritating reflection. He stood about 6'1 with short hacked style hair and a very cocky grin on his face "hey Pete been awhile" the teen grinned.
"Crap of course he would be here why wouldn't he? wait why is he here? This my story? "
(Chibi Spidey freezes the frame and storms across the screen reading two books one titled: Fanfiction rules of character interaction and the other read script. "Hey writer! What the hell man?! This isn't a crossover you know, get the detective out of my story! We already have a crossover with him you should be working on! Maybe finish one chocolate bar before you open another!")
"Hey Dickhow are yea?" Peter dully replied,
(Chibi Spidey starts stomping off screen "or ignore me and go ahead with your flawed idea any way. The fans aren't going to like this")
"Oh I've been good buddy how is your Aunt May and that cute red head?"
"M.j Dick and they're both good Aunt Mays dating again, becoming a reporter what about you and Babs? All things good?" Peter replied.
Dick nodded and sipped his drink "so what brings you to high society Germany wall crawler?" Dick asked with his usual investigator tone, he knew Peter very well but the high life style wasn't his preferred choice, hell when they hung out it was pizza and bowling despite Dicks extremely vast bank accounts.
"You want a mega phone to announce that boy blunder" Peter jested with a light humours tone and smile to match "not like you to be here without your big gun lurking in the shadows" he nudged.
"ha-ha" Dick sarcastically laughed "for you information…I've been on my own for some time now and he's found another lost kid to dawn the red and green. But he's here since this is a political party" he pointed his glass towards a tall dark haired man standing between 3 gorges women.
"You sound bitter Grayson" Peter pointed out
"Not bitter Parker just out grown, but as for things with Babs…she actually lives in Manhattan now for university so not the greatest"
"Ouch"
"Hey Dick Bruce wants to head back to the hotel" came a younger kid from the crowd pushing Dick to the door.
"Catch yeah around Pete maybe I'll see yeah in the city sometime. C'mon Jason" with that Dick and Jason merged into the crowds.
"Jeez he's usually way more upbeat then that poor guy must be hurting…still doesn't explain why he's in my story though!"
"Ok guys we're ago" came Foxes voice over the comm-link.
"Here we go" Peter chanted to himself.
Vexi floated down an empty hallway slightly staggering from side to side accompanied by an incoherent giggle, she was tipsy to say the least. Two armed guards standing by one of the doors walked up to her rushing to her side as she stumbled into ones arms "heh-heh ooops clumsy me" she giggled "I want to dance take me to dance" Vexi ordered, trying to pull away from the guards grasp.
"ok Ms. We'll take you to dance just follow us" the second guard coaxed as he lifted Vexi off the ground letting heels fall to the floor and the hem of her dress dangle over his arm "I hate it when people bring their kids over, spoiled privileged louses" he laid Vexi on a small bed in the room feeling an odd tingle streak down his arm following her fingers and suddenly his brain felt clouded.
And Vexi sobered up instantly, in a sexy seductive whisper pressed her lips to the guards ear "bring Ambassador Organa to the master suite but first your partner needs to be dealt with" she told him taking his keys from his belt and sashaying to the stair case. The guard rose to his feet drawing his pistol and a pillow from the bed turning to his partner slamming the pillow to his face he forced him against the desk burying the pistol muzzle deep into the pillow and pulled the trigger. Only a muffled noise and the repressed screams of his partner escaped from the feather laced trap.
Peter and the others were told to head for the basement levels to dig up Organa's past. The others were standing by the elevator already suited up and waiting for Peter, Dragon in his crimson cloak, tempest in his white and blue hood, Gems suit seemed bit unlike him it was a dark blue flight suit whereas Fang wolf buckle seemed to enhance his appearance by engorging his body and increasing his height to nearly 7 feet tall. And then there was Peter in his gun metal grey helmet armoured shirt and leather jacket with his dark blue cargo pants "so what do we call…this" Dragon asked gesturing to Peter's attire.
"Phsyco-biker?" Fang suggested
"The grey hood?" was Dragons input.
"He's not wearing a hood though" Tempest added.
"Guys we have a mission on hand" Gem interjected while he pried the shaft doors open "decide on rookies name later"
The doors parted and the costumed teens began their descent down to the lower levels on a burst of wind Tempest created. "Well down the rabbit hole we go" The teens jumped down the shaft but it seemed Peter went too soon, falling faster than tempest anticipated "damn it rookie!" he hissed.
Peter hit the floor 6 levels down with cat like grace "are you guys coming?" he shouted back up the shaft to the others "and they call me rookie" Peter slowly moved forward into the room catching faint voices from within. The voices were slowly approaching the elevator "guys we've got company coming our way" he whispered into his microphone before jumping to the roof.
"Alright just duck out of sight we'll hold off" came Dragons voice through his ear bud.
The voices drew closer with two men carrying automatic weapons "can't believe the boss and his stupid protocols, like anyone would dare try to cross him" one guard said,
"He's just cautious always has been. Besides at least we're not gate detail, shitty job watching a bunch of limos in the dead of night" the second guard replied. The guards turned around and returned back into the other room prompting Peter to scurry across the roof after them.
The others dropped to floor "rookie where are you?" Tempest called out
"Damn amateur he's going to blow the whole mission!" Gem hissed "come on!"
The team sprinted off down the corridor coming to a gated barrier sectioning off the corridor from an office space, the fence was humming from electrical current and rigged with proximity alarms. "Damn it! How do we do this one?" Gem muttered
"Blow it?" Tempest suggested
"And alert everyone were breaking into a secure sectioned off room of the Algerian embassy, good plan" replied a sarcastic dragon.
"Ease up dragon at least he's thinking" wolf stated "where the hell is Peter"
As if on cue a small scuffle broke out from within the office, but it was only brief, immediately after Peter emerged from the office holding the card keys for the inside terminal "what's the password?" he chuckled.
Peter watched as the others simply stared at him dumbfounded the supposed rookie had just secured their next step in the mission.
Vexi stood looking out the window at shifting waves of the bay from the master suite on the 3rd floor awaiting her puppet to bring Ambassador Organa to the room.
Fox sat at the Ambassadors desk with his feet sitting on the maple top crossed over reclining in the chair, he sat calmly, too calmly for someone waiting to confront a man responsible for his friend's death.
It wasn't a long wait since a shorter more serious man was forced into the room accompanied by the guard "William what is the meaning of thi…Mason?" the man choked. His eyes suddenly filled with fear and his began crack "why- why are you here?" the Ambassador stammered.
Fox kicked his feet off the desk and stood up, he was slightly taller than the Ambassador but instilled more fear of his presence. "Relax Miles and take a seat" he said gesturing to the desk chair, the Ambassador did as Fox instructed, mostly compelled by fear to do so. "Relax Miles, I'm here to save your ass yet again" Fox asserted "Richard Parkers son is here at your party. He's here for you"
The Ambassador tried to shoot out of his chair but Fox quickly caught him and forced him down. "Why is he here for me Fox you were supposed to take care of all this!" he cried.
"Miles shut the hell up!" Fox growled "I know my job I don't need you to remind me of it. But he's here with a team, a well-trained team for you. I need the data pack for the keys"
"What are you freaking serious!? That Data pack is worth more than…"
"Is worth more to the boss than your influence in Germany and the last thing he needs is some punk kids exposing us! Now again Richard Parkers son is here for you for what you know about his parents' death" Fox looked over to Vexi silently signaling her.
"He won't get anything from me Mason this I can assure you"
Fox reached into the ambassadors inside pocket "always so predictable Miles but when Parkers kid gets here you're going to tell him about Stryker, the Finisher and how you reviled our identities to Finisher but say nothing of me, the boss or of project exegis understood"
"You're using me as a scape goat!" the Ambassador screamed.
Vexi grabbed the Ambassador and a tingling feeling swept through him "it's ok Ambassador just do as your told" she told him. "Still think recruiting a siren was a bad idea" she smirked at Fox.
"Not on your life, get this back to Cimmerian before the boys return" he ordered passing her the data pack. He then turned to Miles and grinned a sinister grin "relax Miles it'll be quick I assure you"
Meanwhile back in New York Coulson had gathered the young heroes and Ava's cousin agent Angelia del-Toro in the hangar bay. The heroes were all lined up awaiting Coulson "what exactly are we waiting for?" Angelia impatiently asked "the bureau has a jet for us to use, a G5 private jet I might add"
"Yeah, that's a nice offer and all but S.H.E.I.L.D jets are so much faster" Nova replied "but seriously where is Coulson?" he added.
Angelia looked around at the young teens curious of something she noticed "isn't Spider-man apart of this team? Where's he hiding? Because he'd be really useful on this mission" she asked.
The young heroes became uncommonly quiet staring at their feet "he's working a different mission" Tiger told her "so he won't be working with us this time"
The hangar bay doors began to open and a sleek, fast looking jet landed inside and lowered the loading door with Coulson standing at the peak. He was dressed in a black tactical suit with twin Katana swords strapped to his back and a nine millimetre holstered to his right leg "Jesus Coulson you have your jet?" Nova exclaimed, clearly in awe of the jet Coulson flew in.
Coulson descended down the ramp, while adjusting a leather strap constricting his forearm, "team this is the switchblade a remade vessel of my original team craft. the team were pursuing is going to be skilled and effective at what they do. Their leader is a man named Mason Traverse A.K.A Shadow Fox the second best Shadow operative I've worked with, a former member of my old team Shadow Squadron, from what I've learned, curtesy of agent Del-Toro, Fox has had a few biological upgrades so this is the arrangement. I and I alone will handle Fox in exchange you have access to my ship and my clearance records" he stated waving everyone aboard. The team boarded the jet but Tiger stopped at Coulsons' side "problem Ms. Ayala?" Coulson asked.
"You said this Mason guy was the second best shadow operative you knew I'm curious Coulson where you the best?" Tiger questioned, jabbing at his ego.
But Coulson simply smirked "no White Tiger I wasn't the best that tittle belongs to another member of my team, a good man, the best I ever knew" he told her.
Tiger watched his eyes deliberately fall to the floor, every fiber of her instinct told her to stop prying but Tiger was after all very cat like including being as curious as one, "who was that?" she asked.
Coulson grinned and patted Tigers shoulder "some secrets we keep for ourselves Ava as I'm sure you know since you go to great lengths to destroy those doodles of your from history class" he chuckled and lead White Tiger on board.
"Oh my god he knows!" Tiger worriedly thought to herself as she followed Coulson on board,
"Vulcan run global facial recognition, find agent Fox" Coulson ordered
"As you wish captain Coulson" the A.I voice responded as the jet began to blast out of the hangar bay.
Peter began filtering through the files of the office monitor while the others stood at the ready, Gem was still bewildered that the rookie got them in the office with almost no effort.
"Anytime soon kid?" Dragon asked "we do have other engagements tonight"
Peter diligently scanned through files, he was searching for any files dated back to the 90s related to his parents' death "dragon if this was easy you'd be doing it!" he shot back.
"Whoa easy junior was just asking" Dragon assured him.
Peter finally accessed the files he was after it was a large file bank as the files downloaded to the flash drive Peter's eyes skimmed the text a few words stuck out,
Richard Parker, American spy.
Mary Parker, American spy.
Philip Coulson, American spy, Shadow Squadron leader
Terminate with prejudice- hired asset the Finisher.
"Download complete. Commencing operation shut down" chimed the computer.
"Let's move! Fox and Vixen have the ambassador in the master suite" Tempest said.
Suddenly a red alarm beacon began flashing followed by a wailing alarm "ah crap that's not good" Peter groaned "we're going to have company" he shouted over the alarm.
"Just freaking great!" the others chorused drawing their weapons
Fox is handing the Ambassador over to Peter with spoon fed intel.
Coulson has his secrets hidden from the team but seams to know some of theirs (just what was Ava doodling in history)
the chase is on everybody!