Bullet Spider sat on a wall in between two buildings with two manholes placed at the opposite times, scratching his neck he looked at a man who had a bucket of popcorn. "What movie you watching?"

"I was bouta watch Evil Dead until I heard you outside."

"Which evil dead?"

"First one."

"Oh nice, I like the second one honestly."

"Yeah I can get why, Army of Darkness is horrible though."

"Oh hundred percent."

"Anyways, I'll leave ya to it.", the balding man says before slipping back inside, closing his window and shutting his blinds after.

"He seemed nice.", Bullet Spider pulled out his phone, he pondered calling Yuri first but... nah. He quickly dialed in Maya's number and waited for a little bit. "Let's hope she doesn't eat it, I know for a fact she can't handle anything spicy."

["Rude."]

"Oh hi MJ, listen I'm gonna be a little late back.", Jonah says as he swore on his life he heard something growl. "Uh, anyways, yeah don't wait up. I'll eat it when I get back okay."

["Alright, don't do anything stupid... well, that is kinda how you do stuff so never mind. So go wild!"]

"Oh yeah, could you check on that box of web fluid for me? I need to make sure I have enough for the next couple of weeks."

["Oh yeah, sure. Anyways, I'll let you go. love you bye-"]

"Love you too, hmm, are we official?", Bullet Spider tapped his chin before shrugging. "I'll have to ask her later.", he states as he drops to the concrete ground, effortlessly lifting up the manhole cover and landing down into the sewer below.

... He nearly vomited his guts out once he encountered the smell, his sensitive nose making the stench far worst than any human could take. "Gross.", he shivered as he made sure to walk along the brick walls that lined the circular tunnel. "Now if I were a bunch of lowlife losers, where would I-"

He instinctively turned around with his talons bared as he heard something once again, the sound of something slithering around. "Okay, I think this suit is making me go nuts. There's an old train station here, I think so, but fuck I need to hurry up."

With the threat of having to endure the horrific smell any longer, Bullet Spider managed to burst his way through broken down walls, small holes and finally entered through a broken wall, perching atop of an overhead light. "Fuck I'm gonna throw up, sheesh.Bright side... I'm here."

What he say wasn't exactly unexpected, the train that have been left behind were being used as what he would figure as a lounge area, the platforms on both sides have been covered by wooden desks, chairs, whiteboards and old empty pizza boxes. "Tombstone was right, they migrated underground."

A sick and twisted grin formed on his face, he couldn't remember why this habit had started, but it didn't matter to him as he had smashed one of the Maggia thugs head into the concrete.

"Not like it matters.", Bullet Spider says as he popped his neck as he stares at the maggia thugs that quickly scrambled for weapons. "Gotta give us props, migrating to abandoned subway tunnels is smart.", despite it being genuine praise, it sounded more like sarcasm.

"Shoot that motherfucker!", a maggia thug wielding an assault rifle exclaimed as he began firing at him, with this in mind others with fire arms began shooting at him as well.

"Awwwh, such a warm welcome!", he taunted with a maniacal laugh, flipping around through the bullets and shooting at their barrels. He quickly caught a punch from a man wearing brass knuckles. "Pfft- get the fuck outta here!", Bullet Spider laughed as he knees the man in the stomach and held him up by his shirt, throwing the man to the side of the stationary train.

"You guys out of it or sumthin? Try harder!", Bullet Spider mocked as he perched himself ontop of the train, getting a full scope on how many there were total. "Ten of them with guns, thirteen without.", the scarlet arachnid took mental note as he dodged the rapid gun fire again.

"Get him down here!"

"HOW THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSED TO ACHIEVE THAT?!"

"FIGURE IT OUT!"

Bullet Spider laughed hysterically at their bickering as he drop kicked one of the gunmen hard enough to shatter their rib cage before stomping on their throat. "Something about this feels.. different. Wonder why?"

It was just then, he heard a rapid beeping that forced him to swiftly turn around and backhand what looked like a circular object. The moment it collided with a nearby table, it exploded in wooden shards. "No way."

"Hah! didn't expect that didya creep!", another maggia thug now wielding black straps that securely held the bombs.

"Pot calling the kettle black much?", Bullet Spider narrowed his eyes as the world slowed down for him, he looked in the reflection of a broken window of the train and could barely see the words OSCORP in bold green letters through the murky glass. "Figures."

Bullet Spider heard a clicking sound as he immediately dodged a stream of bullets from two rifles. "Hey, where'd you get those things? Some goblin didn't hand them over did they?", he asked as he pulled a revolver from the holster of the fallen man.

He grinned under his mask as he blasted two holes into the other men's head, swiftly throwing the revolver away as he grabbed the assault rifle. Immediately dodging another stream of gunfire from two men ontop of the train. "Pussies!"

Bullet Spider narrowly dodged two of the same handheld grenades by slingshotting himself onto the ceiling right as they exploded. Bouncing off it, he grabbed a man running towards the train by his head and slammed him hard into the ground with the momentum, causing a geyser of blood to leak out. "Maybe i should've double checked before I got busyoh well-"

Again, out of all the sounds of yelling, gunfire and wood breaking, he could hear it again. That bizarre sound, the sound of something slithering. "Did that insane fucker get the lizard serum again or am I just-"

"HAHA! FUCK YEAH!", a black figure broke from the ceiling with a mass of black tendrils following behind. Using the tendrils to grab the gunmen and slam them into the concrete platforms with enough strength to create two craters on both ends.

"The Spider has a partner?!"

"What in the fuck am I looking at?", was Bullet Spider's immediate reaction as he quickly knocked out the man wielding the bombs with this distraction before stomping on his rib cage.

The dark suited man was roughly similar in height to the arachnid, he wore a sleek, black suit with armored plating around his arms, torso and legs with white detailing around the upper torso, shoulders and knees. His mask seemed to be made of the same material with two, white tear drop shaped eye markings with a black interior. The black tendrils retracted into his back as he flexed. "Yeah! Check it!"

"Who the hell is this fucking loser?", Bullet Spider cocked an eyebrow under his mask as he narrowly dodged a stream of bullets that was immediately halted by a glob of black sludge encasing his body with the black suited figure swinging in with a drop kick soon after.

"Watch it dumb fuck.", Bullet Spider says as he flip through the air and landed ontop of a man with a crowbar, jamming his finger into his eye he quickly grabbed the bald man and threw him through the trains window. "Who the hell are you supposed to be?"

"Oh me, I'm uh.", Bullet Spider could immediately recognize her annoying tone of voice. "I'm the Dark Spider!", the now named Dark Spider said proudly as a large black tendril sprouted from his back and slammed a group of gunmen into the concrete violently.

"Might wanna work on that one chief.", Bullet Spider bluntly stated with it being very obvious he didn't like the name, he scanned the amount of bodies on the floor. "Some are dead, some are crippled for life. Good enough." "And I'm out, later weirdo."

Bullet Spider casually zipped up to the hole Dark Spider created on his way in. "Hey- wait up!", the black suited mirror exclaimed as he sprouted a tentacle from his arm and swung after him. "Dude seriously! C'mon I totally saved your ass!"

"Don't act like you know me, trash.", Bullet Spider looked at a ladder leading to another manhole cover and leapt towards it, head butting it open and slingshotting himself out of the foul sewers as the Dark Spider growled and launched himself after him.

"LEAVE ME ALONE!"

"DUDE I JUST WANNA TALK!", the Dark Spider swung himself building to building much like Bullet Spider, along to the other spiders annoyance.

"Piss off, go deal with shit down in the Bronx!", Bullet Spider exclaimed as he looked down to see the Dark Spider had landed ontop of a building.

"JONAH! LETS TALK!", the Dark Spider exclaimed as the Bullet Spider let out an annoyed growl as he had drop kicked the dark suited figure, holding him by his neck before being tossed away by black tendrils. "Okay maybe not the best choice of words-"

"Who the hell are you.", Bullet Spider asked as his talons erected from his fingertips. "Better question is, who the hell do you think you are Osborn?"

The white eye markings widened as they quickly fades into the black substance, black tendrils began to unravel around his head and reveal that it was indeed Harry Osborn. "How'd you-"

"Your voice was about as grating as ever, so it wasn't hard to figure out.", Bullet Spider pointed at his ears, he found it almost comical how he didn't even need to try hard to figure it out. "What the hell are you wearing."

"Oh uh.", Harry looked at his black suit with a shrug. "Doctor Connors said Oscorp was working on this self learning protoplasmic suit, and it works amazingly! I feel so energized!", the newly empowered Harry says spinning around.

"Uh huh.", the arachnid crossed his arms as he took off his mask, showing off his scarlet red eyes. "What's your aim here anyways?"

"Well, you said I didn't do anything of worth soooo.", Harry formed black tendrils from his arms again with a smile. "I decided to take a page from your book and put on a mask.", his smile quickly faded when he saw Jonah's disapproving face. "Uh... something wrong?"

"How the hell did you even find me?"

"... Don't even worry about that, seriously it ain't even that important.", Harry waved this off as the black tendrils formed around his face and formed the mask once again. "But uh yeah, see you around new partner!", Dark Spider exclaimed as he propelled himself off the roof with a mass of thick tendrils, landing on a building further away before doing another leap.

"Great."

Hanging upside down, Jonah ate his sandwich as Maya was laying down on her back to look up at him. "So, Harry's one of you huh?", she stated after the most bizarre how was your day? conversation ever. "How does that work?"

"Beats me.", Jonah says as he had taken off his top half of the suit, web shooters and gloves included. "But his suit is awesome, wished mine could do something like that."

"Maybe you could sneak into Oscorp and steal another one of them.", Maya half jokingly stated as Jonah rolled his eyes with a playful smirk. "What're you gonna do about him though?"

Jonah shrugged as he flipped off the ceiling and landed next to Maya. "What can I do? I don't know how his suit works, so for now I can't really do much. Besides it's not like he's causing any harm, so I'll just leave him be for now."

"Bet you can take a bit of a break now huh?", Maya rolled onto her side as she placed a hand on his cheek.

"Maybe, who knows maybe I can get back my scholarship if I really tried.", Jonah shrugged as he simply let her hand rest there. "But still, I just started digging through underground Maggia bases. I still can't stop yet."

It was just at that moment, Maya never really did get a full idea on what he was planning. "What is your plan when you flush them all out anyways?"

"There's this bar down in Harlem called the Bar with No Name, it's out of the way so you'd probably miss it if you weren't looking.", Jonah says as he could recall the day in his junior year that he had found the entrance to the bar. "It's a Hammerhead establishment too, little different but all the same."

"Oh?"

"Yup, Hammerhead and his morons don't know that I already found their hangout. So, once I flush them out of their hiding spots for good, they'll migrate to the Bar with No Name.", Jonah says with a smug smirk. "Where I'll be there to finish them off, hopefully Hammerhead is there too."

"What if he isn't there though?"

"Oh he'll be there, probably, hopefully. Actually , never thought of it."

"Dumbass.", Maya playfully pinched his cheek before letting go. "But considering the type of guy you are, you'd probably hunt him down if he never popped up."

Jonah poked her cheek with a sly smile. "And you're right."

"What're you gonna do after you dealt with all of them anyways?"

Jonah rolled onto his back as he pondered the question for a moment. "I'll go after the rest. Tombstones already a non issue for now, next up is the guy he's working with and then the Kingpin. Not in that order but whatever."

Maya smiled as she sat up, stretching her arms as she began standing up. "Do me a favor, don't let me worry about you much."

"Hmm?"

"I get this is important to you, I know it is.", Maya says as she sat on the edge of the couch looking away. "I told you this already, but... I can't sleep sometimes. I have nightmares where you died and it sucks."

Jonah frowned slightly as he maneuvered his way back onto his feet. He reached over and turned her face to his, Maya's blue eyes staring into his scarlet reds. "I wont let those fuckers kill me, okay? I wont let them.", he says as he looks around and pulls his hoodie onto his body, strapping on his Kevlar vest. "Stay here, I'll be right back."

Maya looked infuriated for a moment. "Why?"

"Pizza time.", Maya's angered scowl vanished as she didn't actually expect that. "Okay so I saved this guy from an exploding car right? Turns out, the dude owns any second favorite Pizza place in New York. So now I get free pies for life... well, Bullet Spider does."

Maya smiled as she patted his shoulders. "Guess that's one of the perks of being a neighborly vigilante huh?"

"Eh I wouldn't say Neighborly but yeah!", after sliding his gloves and web shooters on, he slipped hit mask on. "I'll be back in a few minutes."

"You better be."

The angered sounds of a male echoed through the halls of the subterranean wing of Oscorp, which was labeled The SS project thanks to a yellow sign embedded into the wall facing the elevator. "Sir, calm down.", a woman says as an object was sent crashing into the wall.

"WHERE IS SYM-AO1?!", a deep voice exclaimed as he rummaged through multiple containers, cabinets and stormed out of the room it was once held in. The man was tall and had light brown skin, he was a bespectacled man who appeared to be in his late thirties. He wore a white trench coat over a black turtle neck, jeans and loafers. "The containment pod is as untampered with, where could it have gone?!"

"Doctor Magnus.", a brunette woman who looked to be of Hispanic decent tried her best the calm him down. "Perhaps there was something missing from the structural integrity?"

Conrad Magnus hissed. "There were none, I've checked every single schematic and there is not a single missing component to compromise its integrity. SOMEONE stole it and I want to know WHO!"

Curt, despite being in the opposite end of the facility heard it all. Even while doing a status check on another creature within a similar room, with its label reading SYM-AO1-B. "Magnus doesn't seem to happy about this, understandable but... shit, I have to get the Symbiote back from him soon or else he'll do something he might regret."

Curt stepped out the room and looked down the hall to see a short flight of stairs leading even deeper. He gulped at the thought of him doing that in retaliation. "Not soon. I have to get it back right now."

"Connors!", Curt looked at Magnus who threw his arms up in the air. "As someone who's been in this project longer than I have, you must know how imperative it is to find the creature. Correct?"

"Why of c-course.", Connors stammered at the sudden attention. "As Doctor Brock is leaving in a couple of days to the ESU campus, the creature is our only method of creating the proper bio suits."

Conrad smiled and placed a firm hand on his shoulder. "Exactly! This is why I like you the most out of the rest of these morons."

"Uh huh.", Connors was taken aback by his sudden change in demeanor and decided to just nod. "If you don't mind, I have to take an early leave today. Family stuff."

"Oh I completely understand. We'll continue finding the creature in the meantime.", Conrad says as the single armed man could tell he was a moment away from gouging his eyes out as he let go of his shoulder and walked off.

Connors hurriedly walked to the elevator, pressing a button and vanishing in the elevator as it ascended. Pulling out his phone he quickly dialed Harry's number and held it up to his ear. "C'mon, c'mon. Yes!"

["HEY DOC! YOU REALLY NEED TO TRY THIS SUIT OUT SOMETIMES BECAUSE ITS FUCKING AWESOME!"]

Immediately taken aback by Harry's sudden burst of excitement, Curt immediately regained focus. "How's the suit, Harry?"

["DUUUDE! THIS IS AMAZING! I've never felt so energized in my fucking life, I'm strong as hell too and I can make fucking tendrils! It's sick!I literally fell off the Empire State Building and now I'm GLIDING! ITS AWESOME!"]

"Hmmm, beyond the sense of euphoria I can't tell if he's felt any changes thus far.", taking a mental note of his current behavior, Curt decided to keep that to himself. "Any changes? Behavior, mood... appetite?"

["Nope!"]

Curt let out a sigh in relief. "Excellent. I'm glad you're enjoying the suit, however you need to return it soon. They've noticed and the countermeasure for it isn't completed yet."

["Ehhhh it'll be fine man! Relax! At best they'll just send the Security Team to look all over the city. Nothing big! Trust!"]

The scientist was... annoyed at the antics of the jock, it was very apparent the protoplasmic suit was altering his behavior slightly as he was never this expressive before. "I'll be sure to hold you to that, Mr. Osborn."

["I'll return it soon, I promised. May god murder my children if I'm lying right now."]

"Okay maybe the 'murder my children' part is uh... much, but I'll hold you to your word.", the scientist says nervously as he hung up the call. "At best, I can only hope the suit doesn't try to turn him like it did the last time. Especially if that countermeasure isn't even close to done."

On the other hand, Conrad Magnus, brilliant lead of the SS Project where they were creating the next generation of armors for the military... was staring at a security feed with almost bloodshot eyes. His veins bulging from his hands as he broke his nails off of the metal desk.

It was there he saw Harry Osborn being bonded to the Symbiote, initially appearing as a black body suit before it gained armor. And for the briefest of seconds... he could see Connors, staring at him with an expression that can only be described as a mixture of surprise and... horror?

Facial expressions didn't matter to the biochemist, there was a rage that he couldn't even comprehend. "That... lying son of a bitch! That disgusting creature! That stupid motherfucker! Entrusting a mere child with something so deadly?! What an idiotic choice!", he grits his teeth so hard you'd think they'd shatter if he did it any longer. "I'm the lead of this project, why didn't this worm consult me first?! And I was so concerned on being able to find who stole it... when they're right HERE!"

A sick grin began to form on his face. "If that is the case, then I must respond in kind.", he stormed out of the room with an angered look in his eyes that was contradicted by a smile on his face. The staff and security looked confused as he descended back down to the subterranean level.

"If a moronic buffoon like the Osborn child can control it, I can as well.", he had no clue how he even made it but he was in a cold and empty room, empty beyond one large, heavily fortified container in the middle covered with a dense metal plating.

"SYM-AO2, the first failure of the recreation of the life form.", Conrad says as he used a certain password on a keypad to retract the metal plating to reveal a similar substance violently thrashing around, this time purely red. "In the trial runs the user would die shortly after bonding with it, this time however, it will be me using it."

He slowly took off his lab coat, folded it neatly slowly placed it next to the entrance as he took off his glasses and set them right ontop of the lab coat.

"It is my turn."

/End/