A New Spider on the Block (Spiderman ps4 x X-men x Champions x Male Reader)

Straw, Meet Camel

October 16, 2018, 11:15 AM

"You got this?" Officer Davis asks through the phone.

"Yeah, we got this." Pete says, giving me a fist bump before we begin to stealthily take out the demons. Officer Davis told us about a tip he received. Something to do with demons moving in on Fisk's territory. We scale the beams within the construction site, and we come across two demons talking. The first few moments felt like an eternity as Pete analyzed the situation, waiting for the opportune moment to strike. And then, in the blink of an eye, he launched himself into action. With a swift, fluid motion, he sprung forward, his web slingers shooting out and entangling one of the gang members, effectively incapacitating him.

Before his partner could react, I pounced, delivering a well-timed blow that sent him sprawling to the ground, gasping for breath. Each encounter was a ballet of silence, dodging between shadows and utilizing every inch of the construction site to our advantage. Our teamwork flowed effortlessly, a seamless dance of precision and timing. We go into the next room where three demons surround a Fisk goon.

"You got what you came for. You don't need to kill us too." The goon says with desperation in his voice. One of the demons smacks his cheek with the butt of their rifle before pointing the weapon at him, ready to shoot.

"Fisk's territory is ours now." Pete swings into action, webbing the goon's foot before swinging over a beam and swing kicking one of the demons knocking him out. I quickly follow suit, uppercutting one before firing an impact web at another, sticking him to the wall.

Fisk's goon groans as he hangs upside down from the web. The man's phone begins ringing before falling out. Pete webs the phone towards him and answers the call. Fisk stands there in an orange jumpsuit behind a cell.

"Hey Willie." Pete says.

"You" The big marshmallow replies.

"Nice jumpsuit, very slimming."

"Stay out of my business." Fisk says going to hang up the call.

"Wait! The demons. Who's their leader." Pete asks in a hurried tone.

"Keep my men alive, and maybe I'll tell you." Fisk says before hanging up the call. Pete drops the phone to the ground as a black helicopter begins circling the construction site.

"Saving bad guys from other bad guys. Not how I thought my day would go." I say.

"You're telling me." Pete says. Shots begin to ring out through the area from multiple locations. "Split up, don't let Fisk's men die." Pete says before swinging off towards the other construction building across. I myself scale up the building towards the shooting. I make it the next floor and land on a column, examining the area. Two of Fisk's men sit behind a stack of crates. Bullets being peppered at them by 6 other demons. 

I launched myself forward, sleek lines of webbing shooting from my wrists. In a meticulously choreographed sequence, my webs snaked around the barrels of the thugs' rifles, twisting them out of their hands and leaving them disarmed in an instant. Reacting in mere milliseconds, I closed the distance between myself and the nearest thug. A lightning-fast strike to his chest sent him crashing backward, disoriented and gasping for air. In a blur of motion, another thug lunged at me, his fist aimed to strike my skull. But I sidestepped at the last moment, grabbing his arm and delivering a powerful sweeping kick to his legs, causing him to crumple to the ground.

One by one the demons fall. As the last demon lunged at me in a desperate act of defiance, I seized the opportunity. With a lightning-fast flick of my web-shooter, I ensnared his legs, causing him to stumble forward. With calculated precision, I delivered a single, incapacitating strike to his abdomen, rendering him unconscious.