Two Spiders One Line (Very Inconsistent Updates)

9.5 - Get 'Em Tiger (Pt.2)

Y/n's POV:
I tilted my head at the message he left on 'read'. Did I say something wrong? I decided to quickly text him an apology and put my phone away. Why did I even text him in the first place? It wasn't my fault though, he was the one who put his phone number on my cup. I was being stupid, there was no way Peter liked me, he just wanted to be my friend. Yeah, my friend.

I still couldn't shake the feeling that I've heard his voice from somewhere. Who knows? Maybe Undies had a twin?

I shook my head. I was speaking nonsense.

Gosh, was I being stupid. Just then, my phone rang and I answered it without thinking. It was Glenn, "Spider-Duchess, suit up, because I just found the very thing that will end this once and for all."

At the location that Glenn sent me the coordinates of, which was an abandoned warehouse fairly similar to the one I held hostages in, I reclined in the scaffolding of the ceiling just watching and waiting for the right moment. I checked to time on my UI. I smirked, it was almost time.

After no longer than thirty minutes of patient waiting I picked up on footsteps. And then voices, "Great, perfect. I knew I could count on you bud."

"I'm a girl." That voice sounded too familiar to me.

"Same thing." The owner's of the voices then came into view, but the female's face was hidden by the shadows. However, I could see Krieger's despicable face as clear as day. "Alright! Here ya' go!" Once again, the female sounded far too familiar.

I watched as she placed a hard drive in Krieger's evil hands then dusted her's off. It was my time.

I jumped down and kicked the hard drive out of Simon's hands and grabbed it for myself. Then with a smirk, I turned around and caught a glimpse of the female's face.

My heart dropped. And so did the hard drive. Next thing I knew, something hit me on the back of the head and I blacked out.

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Miles' POV:
    I swung around Harlem a little bit, perhaps too carefree. Word had gotten out about my siding with the Spider-Duchess. Peter was probably indescribably mad at me. And my mom kept thinking that I was running around with a gang. And Ganke was off skiing somewhere with his parents.

I grumbled in frustration. What would dad think about me now? He would want me to get revenge for him, right? My dad wasn't perfect, no one is. Of course he'd want me to get justice. Right?

I shook my head. I was being crazy.

I stopped at a random rooftop and looked at my phone. I tilted my head curiously. No calls from Ms. Y/n. "That's weird..." I mumbled to myself. She said she would call me after I got out of school. I had gotten out of school two hours prior to my aimless donning of the costume. What was she doing? Is she okay? Did she get caught or something? Maybe she forgot about me. Okay, that's a better option. Still, I felt worried that something could've happened to her. She didn't seem like the type to forget about something important. I shrugged, and told myself, "This is fine. Everything's fine. She's okay."

Alright, she's not okay.

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Peter's POV:
I listened as MJ retold what she had overheard. "He's planning something, Peter. Something big. And he's got Norman Osborn in the loop as well." Her face was stoic as she clasped her hands together and rested her elbows on the table. I nodded intently. "So... do you have any other leads on this?" MJ shook her head.

"Other than that Spider-Duchess is the only person who knows more than I do; no." I laughed accidentally. "Spider-Duchess. Really MJ? You can do better than that."

"She's not dangerous Peter," she paused probably remembering the chance encounter she had with the spider themed criminal. "She's a little unruly in her methods but the job gets done. I mean, technically vigilantism is against the law..."

I raised an eyebrow at her and smiled, "Don't turn this around on me!" She lightheartedly chuckled, "Look, I'm sorry Tiger. But you've got to admit, she's probably the best bet you've got against Simon." My smile fell as I considered the fact that she might be right. I guess it was slightly true. Spider-Duchess is pretty much the only person brave enough to go after a man with so much power in New York. It was commendable. But so so stupid.

And it didn't help, that she was literally committing far more crimes than a lot of the crooks that I usually webbed up.

MJ began to speak again, "Anyway, let's not make this all about work. I... I've been wanting to say for the longest time; that I'm sorry, Peter. I really am. And I've moved on, so you should as well." She smiled at me and I smiled back. "Feels sorta weird to go from serious to heartfelt," I joked lightly. Then I sobered, "I'm sorry too. And that's great! You deserve someone who can afford to take you out often and always be there for you whenever he's needed." MJ smiled warmly.

"Pete... stop trying to hide the fact that you wish we were getting back together..."

"I'm not! I'm genuinely really happy for you... I wish I had that kind of luck." My mind wandered to Y/n. How was she doing? I hope she didn't take me not responding to her texts the wrong way...

MJ snapped her fingers, pulling me out of my thoughts. "Earth to Peter." She said in a sing Song tone. Looked back at her and shrugged. "I honestly don't know anymore."

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    Simon walked down the floors of his precious warehouse, soon to be another Roxxon building. He had acquired his necessary hard drive and captured the spider lady. His day was going perfectly, and as planned —that was the most important part. There was no perfect if it wasn't planned. He walked down a hallway under construction and stopped at one of the doors. He scanned his palm print on the lock and the door slid open. Stepping inside, Simon looked at the specimen floating in the green chemicals. Simon smirked, "How's it going in there Norman?"