100: Making An Organization [04]

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Different kinds of mutants could be seen on the ground, whispering to each other with hushed voices. They had different skin colors and shapes. Some didn't even look human. But they all shared one thing in common—they were mutants.

"What are we doing here?"

The mutant girl called out to the men who were standing in front of her. The men wore black clothes and walked around like they owned the place.

"Huh?" One of them turned to look at her with a grunt. "Well, Callisto's announcing something. She finally got beat by someone, it seems. So probably a new leader. Just hope he's good enough, or is not worst than Callisto at the least. Though I do think he will be."

"Oh..." The girl nodded, and just in time, Callisto walked on top of the container they'd prepared, followed by a man covered in a black costume. His face wasn't visible, but he was scary... And menacing...

As soon as Callisto came into view, everyone quietened. Not because she got there or anything, but because she looked different. Too different. She was beautiful. She wasn't the ugly scarred bitch she used to be.

She was fucking hot! Her long hair flowed over the side of her shoulders. It was a deep black, almost like the void. Her eyes were a glittering blue. Her skin glowed and looked flawless. She was wearing some sort of tactical suit. It had red accents, which made her look more intimidating.

And then there was her body. She had abs and arms that would make even a gym rat jealous, but she held a feminine charm every girl would desire. And then the legs... Dear Lord, her legs...

They're some juicy legs.

The people started whispering amongst each other about her change in appearance while she just went ahead and said her part.

"I was defeated. Brutally. Then I was healed to my peak form by the same man. I will be stepping down as the leader."

Saying so, she went behind the man, looking at him expectedly. He turned his head towards her for a moment before turning back forward.

A soul-wrenching pressure descended on the people gathered there, and everyone took a sharp breath. Some even fell to their knees. Scratch that, most fell to their knees.

"I'm your new leader. That's it. Behave, follow orders, and don't even think about revolting. Do that, you'll have a happy life that's gonna improve from today onwards."

With those words, he turned away and left. Callisto just stood there for a few seconds before closing her mouth. She looked around at the people, probably wondering why they were still there.

She herself seemed confused. Their new leader didn't even tell his name, he said nothing but a few words. And yet, everyone was acting like they understood everything. The man had said everything he wanted It seemed.

After that, Callisto explained some things, and then, everyone dispersed.

Peter was in his room, waiting for Callisto.

When she returned, he started talking.

"Get the strongest men, or women, and start preparations. We're gonna take over the underworld. We need to get control over it. Get any information you can get on four people that I'm interested in. King Pin, Hammerhead, Viper, And any other crime lord you can find. We need them under us, or killed. I'll do it myself, just find me info."

Peter said all that quite slowly, not like he was in a hurry, so there was no need to speak fast. But Callisto did say something.

"May I ask why we're gonna take over? Won't it cause chaos even if we do?"

Peter stared at her, letting the silence stretch, and then stood up, getting near her before grabbing her chin aggressively.

"Because I want it. Because I've been thinking about this for a while. Because I'm sick of being treated like I'm weak. Because I won't ever let anyone treat me like shit again. Because this world needs a makeover. Because of so many things," Peter said.

Every villain needed his, let's say, objective. For instance, Thanos,' objective was to bring stability to the universe by wiping out half of all life at every level, as he believed its massive population would inevitably use up the universe's entire supply of resources and perish.

So Peter's villain persona, of course, needed an objective.

Which was giving the world a makeover.

"This world's come too far, Callisto. There's so much chaos. It will only rise due to the increase in powered individuals. My goal is to bring stability, to bring order. And today's government and the organized crimes they commit, wouldn't let that happen. I need to be in control of both sides. Call it tyranny, but I don't trust anyone's judgment but myself."

Then Peter grabbed her throat and choked her.

Callisto's eyes bulged a little, but she didn't struggle.

"And don't you dare 'ask' again," he growled at her face. "You don't get to ask. You don't get to choose. Obey is all you do. Understood, bitch?"

"Understood," Callisto replied through choking.

Peter released her.

"Now get out of my sight."

Callisto fell on the ground, heaving for air.

But Peter didn't even look at her. He just got out of his bed, and left the room.

Peter portal'd to his house, and transformed his suit into Spider-Man. Then he made disappeared and wore normal clothes.

He was going to school again.

Mostly because he wanted to progress things with Felicia.

Anyways, it was still evening, so Peter went ahead and portal'd to his research facility. He would work till morning.

He should probably get some trusted researchers... Peter rubbed his chin. Helen Cho... Hmmm... Let's get her eh? But that's for later, for now, he needed to work on something new and complete his Mark Zuckerberg.

So, Peter spent the whole night working on it, solving the problems he faced, and then he worked on some prototypes. Everything was working, it was perfect, it just needed an AI to run it as the current one was a placeholder and quite dumb.

In the end, Peter had a finished product, which he could call his Mark Zuckerberg.

He just needed an AI, which he was working on. He wouldn't ask for Tony's since the dude would put in something that'd lead him to Spider-Man or he would steal information. Peter didn't want that, so he used all the data available on AI to develop one.

It was hard, but not super hard. AI had already been developed, so it wasn't difficult. After all, Peter wasn't developing anything new.

Aside from that, Peter experimented around a bit, and decided that he'd use Electro's blood as a conductor to carry his main Arc Reactor's energy. He didn't have a lot of blood, but he could certainly make something that would work the same as the blood since he had the blood to base the research on.

He also worked on some designs of a robot that would be made to make more robots and do scientific research in Peter's stead specifically. Again, Peter needed an AI for it since he could direct it even when a distance away.

So that project was in the air as well.

In the end, Peter just opened a portal and stole (uploaded) J.A.R.V.I.S from Tony's house and did it so skillfully that not even a trace was left behind.

Then, he put it away since it would take some time to make and alter. It was already morning, and Peter wasn't in the mood to do it.

He would make an AI using J.A.R.V.I.S., Peter wasn't going to copy it down to the core.

And it was going to be a female. Of course, Peter needed an AI waifu. As they say, a man makes the best woman.

And there were two men at work here; Peter and J.A.R.V.I.S.

Peter made it to school after leaving his house very early.

He entered the classroom, and was greeted by several looks. He knew what they thought of him.

Gwen was glaring at him, Michele had an annoyed look, Ned was Ned, and the other students gave envious looks.

What happened?

The news got out. That's what happened. They knew he and Felicia were getting closer, too closer.

Wow. And look at Gwen, she seems really pissed.

Peter just hoped she wouldn't do anything stupid like date another man.

He would break the unfortunate fucker's nuts.

Peter wasn't going to let her date, he'd swat away any flies from the shadows if they dared to buzz.

Aside from his hypocrisy and general pettiness, the hours went by real quick.

Natasha did seem extra sus today, and when she dragged Michele to her office, Peter couldn't help but raise his eyebrow.

What was happening?

Well, not like it was his concern.

Peter ignored the shit out of them, and continued on working on the formulas he was secretly trying to do in his notebook.

It was for his research and all that, of course.

And just like that, it was time for the lunch break.

Just what Peter was waiting for.

Peter grinned, and stood up before going to the cafeteria. He wasn't planning on eating, but he wanted to talk with Felicia.

Felicia was sitting alone, so Peter sat down next to her without saying anything.

"Hey."

"Hello..." Felicia said, leaning forward on the table. "What's up, muscles."

"Oh, nothing much. I just came to see you. Thought of doing something," Peter said, and smiled.

"Ha ha," she laughed fakely. "You know, you are such a cliché, Peter Parker."

Peter raised an eyebrow, and leaned on his hands that were on the table.

"How so?"

"Hmhm," she hummed, narrowing her eyes. "Forget about it."

"Oh come on, tell me."

"Not telling, move on."

"Ugh," Peter grumbled, hitting the table gently.

Felicia giggled lightly, covering her lips.

"Why are you smiling like that?"

"Like what?"

"Smiling and hitting the table like that."

"Uh huh. Well, it's nice, I guess."

"Nice? How's it nice"

"Hitting the table like that."

She made a face, "Come again?"

"I was just thinking how cute you can act sometimes."

"Oh come on!" She flipped him the middle finger.

"Yeah! I'm not lying!" Peter chuckled.

"Fine," Felicia sighed. "You win. But you have to admit I'm right."

"Fine," Peter admitted, a bit confused.

"Thank you! Ha ha ha!" Felicia laughed out loud for a bit.

"What are you right about again?" Peter asked.

Felicia leaned on both her hands, looking as if she were about to reveal some secret.

"What are we even talking about." She said.

"I don't know, some weird shit." Peter shrugged.

They kept talking for a bit, until the bell rang and they had to go back to their classes.

Before Felicia left, Peter made sure to say one thing.

"5 days from today, 6 pm."

She stopped, but didn't look back at him or say anything.

Then she exited the cafeteria.

Peter stood there like a dumb fish.

"Are you going to stand there all day?"

Peter turned around to see Natasha standing there, smirking at him.

Wow, that's a breach of her teacher persona.

Peter just sighed and walked past her.

He didn't forget to deliver a solid cheek slap though.

"Mind your own business. Oh, and you're breaking character."

Natasha stiffened in her place.

Well, Peter didn't; he wasn't going to risk it, especially just after slapping her ass.

Maybe it was stupid of him to say what he said about her breaking character. Scratch that, it was definitely dumb, but Peter could care no more.

He'd thought of it a lot.

Peter wasn't sure why he was scared of them. These motherfuckers were just a tutorial-level threat on marvel. And recently, he'd picked up the pace, so he didn't care even if they found out he was Spider-Man.

'Besides...'

The feeling of Natasha's butt was all worth it.

Peter chuckled.

Lord_Kismet: Wow, 100 chaps, crazy ?