Bullet Spider sat on the ledge of a building with a bag of food next to him overlooking the F.E.A.S.T. shelter, his mask was rolled up as he calmly sat there eating an empanada. He rubbed his sides as he looked at a duffle bag, one where he had successfully transferred the money he had stolen.

With the knowledge of having the necessary money to pay for the hospital bills. He leapt up and swung from the building with the bag in hand, effortlessly crossing the gap as he landed on the small garden on the roof, placing the zipped up bag right beneath one of the stands. "Those plants look well kept, I don't think it would be impossible to think someone wouldn't come up here."

Pulling out a crumbled up piece of paper, he gently propped it on top of one of the straps. The note read:

"I dunno how to do actual donations, so have this duffle bag that I definitely didn't steal instead.

- your favorite Spider Guy."

Bullet Spider leapt into the air, clearing the shelter as he landed on a building behind and began galloping along the side of the building before shooting a web line that attached to the ledge and zipped up.

"My ears are still fucking ringing from Yuri berating at me.", Bullet Spider says as he picked at his ear, still hearing that annoying ringing in them. "Then again she does have a point though, I mean I still genuinely can't believe I didn't just rip her face off right there. Not only that but I have a fucking gun, I could've shot her and left.God... I know dads looking down at me laughing his fucking ass off, can't even blame him either."

Bullet Spider slid from a building before leaping up and using a billboard as his own springboard to rocket himself into the air at high speeds. "Okay, gotta start looking for a new job soon, can't really be mooching off of Maya and her dad forever. Makes me feel dirty, and not in a fun let's go clubbin' way."

It didn't take long for Bullet Spider to land on the fire escape of her apartment, lifting the window open and entered a dark room illuminated by a simple tablet Maya held with a stylus in her hand. "Oh hey, how was your little meet up?"

"Awful, not only did she get away but The Prowler popped up too.", Bullet Spider says as he slipped off his mask. "Alright, scoot over, I'm tired.", he says as he was going to just flop down onto her bed only to be stopped by her foot.

"Hell no!", Maya exclaimed as she sat up. "I know that suit is dirty as hell and I ain't gonna let you sleep with it on. So change.", Jonah was going to argue but with a fierce glare from her, he conceded. "Good... now hurry up, I got bored and made drew up some suits for ya."

Jonah looked over as he was halfway through detaching his vest. "Alright.", within moments, Jonah was wearing a baggy blue shirt and dark grey sweatpants. Yawning as he laid down right next to her. "Show me what ya got."

"Okay okay.", she sat up almost gleefully, a wide smile forcefully carving itself into her face without her even recognizing it. She showed him one of the suits, a simple form fitting suit with a dark blue costume with a red midsection, boots, gloves and mask with a sort of a messy webbing pattern along with a white spider on the chest, accompanied with wide eyes. "I made it look more like those superhero's you see in comics, but with your style of course. Cant really go wrong with spandex, it's not only easy to maintain but you're a lot more flexible with it on. OH! It's insulated too."

Jonah cocked his head as he looked at the suit concept. "Doesn't it seem like a bit of a downgrade? I mean it would make me a bit more vulnerable."

"I mean...", Maya looked at him with a sheepish smile. "I don't see anyone else wearing spandex, plus you look a bit more friendly."

"The design is great, I won't lie. But... I'm not a fan of spandex, makes me feel naked.", Jonah says with a sigh. "I'd also not appreciate some random woman in her thirties looking at my glutes as I swing by."

"Eh, good point. Okay next one.", Maya excitedly scrolled to her other canvas showing another suit. It was completely black with a yellow spider and thin yellow eyes. "Okay I thought, maybe one day you'll get rich n shit and make yourself a Bullet Proof suit."

"I mean... it looks cool but I gotta make suit shit myself. Why do you think I don't have an actual suit?", Jonah says with a chuckle as she glared at him annoyed.

"Okay I got one more.", Maya says as she flipped to her last canvas. This suit in particular was similar to the first one due to it being a form fitting red suit but with black this time. However, it had arm and leg guards from riot gear, a stylized bullet proof vest with a belt that seemed to contain cartridges. "So I decided to go for a nice little mix of practicality and protection with this one, which I think looks cool."

"Yeah this shit looks awesome.", Jonah says with a nod of approval, he wouldn't mind having a suit like that one day.

Maya had one of the brightest smiles as she flipped her hair off her shoulders. "Thank you. Thank you very much.", she says with a sort of Elvis Presley impression.

Jonah rolled his eyes as he looked at the suit. "Why did you start doin this anyways?"

"Because I got bored... and sometimes I worry.", Maya mutters as she looks away from him.

"Relax, I'm faster than any bullet around. I'll be fine.", Jonah says with a shrug as he relaxed on her bed.

Maya looked at him with an angered expression. "I don't want to relax. I can't help it, the moment I found out your identity I threw up because I just couldn't take the stress!", she jolted up as she began pacing around her room. "Your bullet proof vest can only take so much, that's not even talking about the regular ass shit you have."

"Why didn't you tell me this?", Jonah asked as he sat up.

"I... I didn't know how or when to bring it up, your mom got shoved into the hospital, you lost your job and got evicted.", Maya listed off the major events of recent times, to which the red eyed young man nodded at. "I didn't want to stress you out even more. With Hobie gone too... I just... had to keep it to myself."

Jonah's eyes widened, almost as if something clicked in his head. "Look, I'm sorry for not coming to you about this immediately but I didn't know how'd you react to it."

"What? You think I would've called the police and have you transported to Area 51 so you can get dissected or something?", the young woman crossed her arms with an offended expression. "Who do you take me for?"

"The hot alt girl that likes vampire diaries?"

"No- well, yeah, but I wouldn't just eat you out.", Maya says as she sat next to him on the bed. "We've know each other since we were little kids, why would I ever do that?"

"You wouldn't, I got that by now.", the arachnid human says with a nervous smile as she looked at him with a fierce glare.

"Once Hobie comes back, you tell him immediately. No excuses.", Maya says with a determined expression as Jonah nodded at this, to which she flashed a smug smile. "So. You think I'm hot?"

"Yes."

The Prowler unimpeded by the staff that passed by, he rapidly approached Fisks office and opened the large door without a single noticeable care. "So. I heard you failed to catch her.", the Kingpin states unimpressed, looking away from him.

"Unfortunately, yes, the Bullet Spider got in my way again.", Prowler's deep and synthesized voice mutters with an annoyed tone. "I got distracted, it won't happen again."

"Hmm. Really?", Kingpin cocked his head with a raised eyebrow. "And how can I be of certain? How can Hammerhead be certain?"

The Prowler tilted his head with his white eyes distorting into a scowl. "You think I can't do it? I got her recorded, I know exactly who she is."

Kingpin sat up with an amused smile now. "Go on."

"My mask comes with the feature to record certain things, I knew that if I couldn't catch her it would be better to track her down.", The Prowler says as he tapped a button on the side of his helmet, revealing Hobie's face once again. "Her name is Felicity Hardy, she's a drop out of ESU and the younger sister to Felicia Hardy."

"Hardy hmm?", Kingpin sat back as he scratched his beard. "I remember him, he was one of our best thief's until he bit off more than he could chew. Tried to escape his debt but it was easy to send him off to Rhykers, it isn't hard to pay off a few police officers."

Hobie tilted his head as he let out a few clicking noises. "Walter Hardy, he not only had debt with you but debt with the Maggia that he couldn't pay off. No wonder the guy tried to kill himself."

Fisk got up and walked around his desk, approaching the criminal and towering over him with his massive frame. "If you fail again, I have someone on standby to take your position."

Hobie glared at him with a scowl. "I won't fail this time, big man. I've got too much shit to deal with."

Fisk smiled as he held out his hand, to which Hobie shook it. "Glad we understand each other."

Jonah thought a lot about Black Cat, not just that but her encounter with the Prowler. The rd eyed young man tapped his feet along the floor of the train as he pulled out his phone. "There's no way he was just passing by, not just that but he mentioned a they. That means... hm, could be that tub of lard."

Jonah went through different searches all relating to thieves, it took a moment before he got to a website of notorious cat burglar. He scrolled though the list before stopping at Walter Hardy, a gruff old man with two girls next to him, one older than the other.

The entire article was based on his arrest, not just that but the amount of equipment he had in his basement with the stolen items down there as well. Reading further, he had found out the man almost killed himself in Rhykers.

That's when he recognized one of them, the younger girl on the left. It took one simple google search of her name: Felicity Hardy, and with that he got her name, her current appearance and her address. "Shit..."

"What's up?", Maya asked sitting next to him, cocking her eyebrow as Jonah scratched his neck.

"I figured out who the Black Cat is, name, address and everything.", Jonah says with a nervous shudder.

"Go on."

"I'm not necessarily good at this stuff.", Jonah comments looking up. "But I found her information easily... imagine who else knows by now."

It took seconds for Maya to understand, but when she did, her jaw dropped immediately "And with the amount of shit she's stolen? I don't think anyone would be the... happiest, once they got to her."

"Which means I need to go, quickly.", Jonah says as Maya gave him a thumbs up.

"I'll vouch for you."

Felicity trotted around her large penthouse with a satisfied smile on her face. Her hair was actually shoulder length and brunette, that was when she heard the sound of heavy footsteps...

Now completely on guard, she couldn't hear them again. The young woman stood there for a moment, waiting for something, another footstep or anything of the sort. "Shit... I'm goin nuts again.", Felicity sighs as she turned around only to be grabbed by the neck and slammed into the wall violently by the Prowler.

"You should really invest in a full mask.", The Prowler says as he held her costume and white wig in his free hand. "How desperate are you for this shit anyways? You were loud, sloppy and fucking obnoxious! Why did you sign a death certificate by wanting both the Kingpin and everyone who works with him to know it was you. Fifteen years ago, Walter Jake Hardy, a talented thief but a fucking pathetic nobody. I doubt his drinking problem helped him."

Felicity grabbed at his gauntlet as Prowler tilted his head as she had a horrified look in her eyes. "I can't afford to leave you here alive, so tell me where you hid their shit or-"

"Uh...", Prowler looked over at the open balcony as Bullet Spider was looking at them with a confused expression, or what appeared to be. "Am I interrupting anything?"

With his attention successfully drawn away, Felicity reeled her foot back before kicking him hard in the groin. His grip was quickly nonexistent as she grabbed his jacket and threw him into Bullet Spider who quickly grabbed him and slammed him into the ground, wrapping his rope around his neck.

"Felicity, you gotta go man.", before she could utter a word, she narrowly dodged a blast from Prowler's gauntlet. "Like. Seriously!", Bullet Spider was met with an elbow to his cheek that threw him off guard only to be thrown off the Prowler.

Shooting a web line at the Prowler, Bullet Spider launched himself at him and slammed him through a wall and into her bedroom. To which he ripped out a wooden pole and bashed it against Prowler's helmet, causing it to explode into splinters. "You don't know what you're dealing with here!"

The Prowlers gloves crackled with purple electricity as he punched the masked vigilante with enough force to stagger him, taking this opportunity to bounce off the ground and wrapped his legs around Bullet Spider's head before throwing him into the ground, landing flawlessly onto his feet.

The Prowler leapt out of the carved hole they created as he sprinted to the now opened door of her penthouse only to be met with a drop kick by the spider. The latter quickly picked him up and body slammed him with an incredible amount of force, so much force they traveled through three floors before landing into the apartment of a now terrified couple.

The Prowler pulled out his shotgun only for the barrel to explode as Bullet Spider shot at the small hole with his own gun. Throwing the now destroyed tool, Bullet Spider backflipped to dodge it only to be met with his leg being grabbed and slammed through the room next over.

Bullet Spider looked at the plump young man who was horrified at this. "Sorry, I'll get out of your hair.", he says before shooting two web lines and catapulting himself as the Prowler stepped through, sending him flying into the ground only to be tossed off and thrown through a door and into the hallway.

"Doesn't this guy get tired?!", Bullet Spider stood up once again and caught a jab from Prowler and responded with a vicious backhand that cracked his helmet further. The Prowler grabbed his arm and punched his foe in the abdomen with a charged punch, knocking the wind out of him which was followed up by a roundhouse kick to his shoulder, sending him stumbling back and onto the floor.

"Stay down. I'm already running behind schedule.", try as he might, the Prowler was struggling to stand still.

Bullet Spider looked at him with what felt like a smug smile. "That all you got?", with a quick upper cut, he sent the Prowler into the air for a moment that allowed him to grab the criminal and threw him at the end of the hall only to sprint forward with all his speed before he could get up.

Using the walls as leverage, he drop kicked the Prowler once again with enough force to send the two crashing out onto the other side. Bullet Spider began violently punching his helmet as the Prowler managed to block a few before punching him in the nose as the two plummet.

Prowler managed to flip the two around and use the vigilante as a springboard, shooting out a grappling hook as he swung himself to Felicity's balcony once again.

Bullet Spider hissed as he shot another web line and hoisted himself up once again, harshly landing on the balcony before being met with a full force energy blast from Prowler's gauntlet. The sudden pain in his chest nearly knocked him unconscious but somehow he managed to grasp onto his consciousness as he plummeted to the streets.

Weakly shooting another web line, he thankfully caught himself with a swing... which led to him being met with a wall that he crashed straight into.

Bullet Spider let out a pained groan as he pulled out a vibrating burner phone and answered it. "Uh huh..."

["Why did we received a few reports of a MMA match crashing through a hotel?", Yuri asked genuinely confused.

"Just... just come over here, I don't wanna explain it."

He had no idea how long, but Jonah managed to find himself ontop of a roof a bit away from Felicity's apartment. Through his lenses, he immediately saw the police cars surrounding the ground floor.

"Ugh... Yuri's gonna be pissed.", Bullet Spider groans as he remembered the words of wisdom she had shared with him eons ago

Superhero stuff for you, means heavy paper work for me. So don't do stupid shit.

"I'm so flattered you fought for my honor.", Bullet Spider didn't even need to turn his head, he knew from the voice alone it was Felicity.

"Yuh huh.", Buller Spider says as he stood up, popping his shoulder as he looked at the young woman wearing her Black Cat attire. "You need to skip town, they're going to kill you at this rate."

Black Cat looked at the hotel that was once her home for a bit. "Kingpin is responsible for my father's death, he's the reason why my older sister had to work her ass off to give me a good life. I'm going to destroy him, every last thing he wants... and I'm just getting started."

"I won't lie to you, my dad was killed by Hammerhead. I don't know how... but I just know it was him.", Bullet Spider states with a flat tone. "I won't judge you, but they know your name and your face, you're at a much bigger risk than I am."

"That just makes things more exciting.", Black Cat says with a soft smile as she placed a hand on Bullet Spider's face. "You could always join me, together we'd make one helluva team."

"No.", Bullet Spider says with a stern tone of voice. "I intend to dismantle every criminal organization in this city, but Hammerhead will get the special. I got something planned for his ugly ass."

"Shame.", Black Cat says as she slowly rolled up his mask, she was quickly halted by his hand wrapping around her wrist.

"Scram."

Black Cat smirked at this, as she removed her hand. "Be seeing you around, Spider.", she says before leaping off the building and swinging away on a grappling hook, quickly vanishing from sight.

Bullet Spider rubbed his brow through his mask and let out an annoyed groan. "Ugh... I hope I don't regret this.", he states as he shoots a web line to a holding and swung away, a capsule ejecting out as he shot another. Zipping through the streets.

Kingpin sat alone in his office, staring at nothing in particular as he took a single glance at a small framed picture of his family. He towered over his red headed wife and even his lighter skinned son. "I hated this city at first, so much crime in all corners of it. But... you loved this city despite its flaws... it meant something to you... so I made it mean something to me."

He held the picture in his giant hand, staring at it intently with a look of... regret. "I would give up any dollar I have if it means you'll forgive me... both of you.", he remembered her horrified look, the shame he felt that day... the shame he still felt. "But... I don't regret the things I do. They tarnish this city even more, raising hell on the streets."

"But I will punish them.", The Kingpin says as he now had a man standing next to him. A man dressed in all black with a utility belt that had red pouches, red gloves and boots that were accompanied by a red streak trailing up his sides. The man wore a mask resembling an Oni Mask but completely black with no eye holes and a completely red and fanged mouth with devil horns adorned on the top of his head. Two D's adorned his chest and even interlaced with each other.

"I'll make sure the devil comes for them first."

/End/