Hi my name is Rwik and I was bit by a radio active spider making me the one and only spiderman of earth 1456, it all happened with this very incident of me entering our states regional museum, there I met my power, my ability, my strength. Who am I...
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Bullseye
Chp-1, Return to the Safehouse
The return to the safehouse was a journey steeped in contemplation. Illyana, ever the social butterfly, tried to lighten the mood with playful jabs about Carbon Spider's unorthodox recruitment methods. Magik, however, remained stoic, her dark gaze fixed on the horizon. The question of Ghostmaker hung heavy in the air - would they accept the offer, or vanish like a ghost once their role was fulfilled?
Inside the safehouse, the dim lights were a stark contrast to the vibrant cityscape glimpsed through the grimy windows. Tigerman, his face still adorned with the remnants of battle paint, greeted them with a boisterous cheer.
"Well, well, well," he boomed, his voice echoing in the cramped space. "Looks like you lot ruffled some feathers! Heard the Kingpin's squealing all the way from here!"
Carbon Spider chuckled, the tension of the previous encounter easing slightly. He recounted the events of the night, the fight with the creature, the encounter with S.H.I.E.L.D. and the Kingpin's "relocation."
Tigerman's eyes widened at the mention of Harrison Labs. "Harrison Labs? Those corporate bloodsuckers meddling in mutant business and in my own work? Now that's a fight I'd sign up for!"
Magik, however, remained unconvinced. "This alliance with S.H.I.E.L.D. feels... wrong. We can't trust them."
Illyana sighed, caught between her optimistic nature and Magik's unwavering pragmatism. "But what if they're right? What if working together is the only way to stop Harrison Labs?"
The debate became heated, voices rising in a flurry of arguments for and against collaboration. Tigerman, ever the mediator, finally intervened.
"Hold on a minute," he said, his voice surprisingly calm. "Before we tear each other apart, let's see what Ghostmaker decides. If they join, maybe they can shed some light on S.H.I.E.L.D.'s true intentions."
A tense silence followed. Even Tigerman's optimism couldn't mask the uncertainty that clouded the room. They had faced down a monstrous machine, outsmarted the Kingpin, and formed a tentative alliance with a government agency. Now, they awaited the answer that would determine the future of their fight - the answer that would solidify, or shatter, their fragile unity.
As the hours ticked by, the safehouse remained cloaked in a heavy silence. Outside, the city lights twinkled, oblivious to the drama unfolding within its underbelly. Finally, a flicker on the communication device strapped to Carbon Spider's arm broke the silence. He brought it to his ear, his face unreadable as he listened.
"Well?" Illyana blurted out, unable to contain her anxiety any longer.
Carbon Spider lowered the device, a flicker of excitement dancing in his eyes. "They're interested," he said. "They'll meet with us... tomorrow."
