Ultra Responsibility (My Hero Academia X Spider-Man Reader)

Issue 34 - You Get What You Deserve

Norman Osborne looked over his new empire in the waiting with a smug smile. Then, swirling his glass of whiskey, he spoke up. "Many villains have come and gone, all trying to take this city. Those who tried all failed because they went at it the wrong way. Raw power and quirks aren't what control the masses. You know that all too well, don't you, Mr Fisk."

"The Pros can run around playing pretend, thinking they have control. When in reality, we are the one pulling the strings." Fisk returns, taking a seat. "I am thankful for our partnership Mr Osborne. I truly am. However, I'm beginning to get cold feet over the whole dilemma. Certain wannabe heroes are making my life harder than they have to be. Most specifically, Spider-Man."

"Y/N Parker," Norman whispers, glancing at Wilson Fisk unamused. "A mere child is giving you hassle? Were you not meant to be the Kingpin of crime?"

Fisk smirked at this, clutching his cane tightly. "This isn't just any old child, though, Norman; he's the nephew of Ben Parker. His mother is the Scarlet Witch. He's already taken out half of my forces; I was just off the phone with one of my men to confirm the mere child took down the Prowler. He was my best man being able to go toe to toe with heroes like Captain America. I thought threatening the boy would be enough, but he won't stop. It's only a matter of time before he gets in my way again."

"You threatened him?" Norman snarled, crushing his glass. "You threatened him! We do not threaten our enemies, Fisk. We take action. If Parker was to discover the work I've been doing, all of it would be for nothing."

"It will not come to that. I have a backup plan in case he comes running. One that will put that spider under my boot where he belongs."

"See that it is," Norman demands, storming out of his office. Then, turning to Fisk, he spoke up with a glare. "I will not go down with you. Not today."

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Jumping through the open window to Fisk's newest penthouse, I crouched down, ready to strike. The door next to me opened as a guard walked in, holding a plate of food. His eyes widened, spotting me as he went to cry out. I quickly stopped him pinning him to the wall smashing his head into the table serval times webbing him into the wardrobe. Another door opened, and a gasp came out.

Spinning on the spot, ready to act again, I paused, seeing Felicia standing by her bed, startled. "Y/N?!"

Flipping over her bed, I covered her mouth, hearing guards walking by. "Can you keep quiet for me?"

Nodding, I moved my mouth away, taking off my mask. "How did you find me?"

"By pure accident. I didn't even know you were here." I whisper, poking my head out the door. "How many crooks have the fat man got on his payroll?"

"I- I don't know. A dozen? He doesn't let me out of this room most of the time... Are you here to save me?"

Closing the door slowly, I turn to her. "I'm here to take down Fisk, so I suppose that means saving you too."

"Take down my father?! You cannot be serious. You can't beat him."

"Can't, or won't?" I snap, putting my black mask back on. "I won't be his punching bag anymore."

"You're going to get yourself killed! Get me out of here; I can testify against him. We can take him down together the right way."

Webbing her mouth and hand to the bed, I stepped back, shaking my head. "I'm sorry, Felicia, I cannot do that. This ends tonight."

Slipping through the door, I jumped up, crawling on the ceiling, getting a feel for the room. Felicia was right in one department. There were so many thugs guarding the final boss. Usually, this would require concern for the old me. The new and improved me, not so much.