Among US!

Trust No One

The hallway's silent, but in my head? I'm already hearing the dramatic soundtrack of what's about to unfold. The hum of the helicarrier's systems fills the air, but it's nothing compared to the rising tension I know is creeping through my team right now.

Or, should I say, former team?

Oh yeah, this is all about survival now.

I've rigged enough traps to keep them on their toes, but not enough to really get anyone hurt. The whole point is to challenge them, to force them to think—well, more than they usually do. Besides, the helicarrier's systems are resilient, and if anything too serious happens, Fury's got fail-safes. Right? ...Right.

As I stroll down the corridor, my mind's racing with possibilities. The best part of this game? They don't know who to trust. I've already faked my death once, and that's enough to make them paranoid. Who will be the first to crack?

I smirk to myself. That's what makes Among Us so great. Trust issues. And here, on a high-tech helicarrier, with the stakes turned up to eleven? It's perfect.

"Peter," Iron Fist's voice crackles through my comm, sounding way more zen than he has any right to be right now. "If you've activated some kind of sabotage, I suggest you reconsider."

Reconsider? Pffft.

I tap the comm in response. "Oh, Danny, buddy, reconsidering is so last chapter. We've moved on from that. Now we're in the 'figure out how not to get eliminated' phase. Should be fun!"

Before he can respond, I shut off the comms again. The last thing I need is more lecturing about responsibility or safety or, I don't know, karma or whatever he's into these days. No, this is about chaos now, and I've got a front-row seat to it all.

Time to check in on the chaos, though.

I tap into the helicarrier's surveillance systems. The screen flickers to life, giving me a split-screen view of the different areas I've set up for the game. The cafeteria—Nova's floating around like a lost puppy, probably trying to decide if he should trust anyone. Power Man is in the engine room, pacing like he's ready to punch something—or someone. And White Tiger... ah, there she is, making her way to the control room, probably to try and shut this whole thing down. Classic.

"Should've known she'd go for the brainy move," I mutter to myself. "But hey, who says I can't multitask?"

I flick another switch on my trusty wrist gadget, initiating one of the environmental simulations I'd set up. The helicarrier shudders as the lights flicker again, this time more intensely. A low rumbling sound echoes through the halls, like something's going wrong with the engines. Perfect.

"What the—" I hear Power Man's voice through the open comms, his deep baritone vibrating with frustration. "Spider-Man, what did you do?!"

I lean against the wall, grinning like a maniac. "Oh, nothing much. Just, you know, setting the mood. Can't have a proper game without atmosphere, right?"

"You are seriously testing my patience, man!" Power Man growls.

"Testing? That's the idea, Luke. Now, if you'll excuse me, I've got more pressing matters. You know, like surviving."

I cut the comms again before he can argue, flipping back to the camera feed. White Tiger is still heading for the control room, but I've got plans for that. Oh yeah, I do.

"You're walking into a trap, Ava," I whisper to the screen, like a supervillain watching the hero fall into their web. Except, I guess that makes me the supervillain in this situation? Oops.

She's smart, though. Too smart for her own good, really. I know she's probably two steps ahead, already figuring out how to disable whatever madness I've unleashed. But the thing is? She's not the only smart one in this game.

Before she can reach the door to the control room, I remotely activate the lockdown sequence. The doors slam shut with a satisfying clang, sealing her off from the room she probably thought would be her sanctuary.

There's a beat of silence before her voice cuts through the comms, sharp and cold.

"Peter."

"Yessss?" I answer, drawing out the word as innocently as possible.

"You locked me out."

"I sure did."

A low growl. "Open the door."

"Hmmm... nah, I don't think I will," I reply, scratching my chin in mock contemplation. "You know, trust issues and all that. Can't have you ruining my fun just yet."

"I will break this door down."

"I'd love to see you try, honestly."

She lets out an exasperated sigh, and I can practically feel the glare she's sending my way through the camera. "You're insane."

"Eh, I prefer 'creative genius,' but sure, we can go with that."

Meanwhile, on the other side of the helicarrier, Nova's still aimlessly floating around the cafeteria, clearly unsure of what to do. I can see the confusion written all over his face through the camera. I should help him out. Or, you know, mess with him some more. Tough call.

I decide to give him a little nudge. Literally.

Activating another one of my clever little traps, I trigger a small puff of knockout gas in the vents near him. It's harmless, really—just enough to make him drowsy and maybe a little less, uh, hyperactive. The way he yelps and crashes into the ceiling as soon as the gas hits him is honestly priceless.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! What is that?!" Nova sputters, waving his hands wildly in the air as he tries to float away from the vent.

I snicker, watching as he bumps into a wall, barely managing to regain his balance. "Nothing, Nova. Just some ambiance. You know, to make things more... immersive."

"Immersive?! I'm gonna die of gas poisoning!"

"Relax! It's barely enough to give you a nap. Trust me, I did the math."

"Peter!" Power Man's voice booms through the comms again. "I swear, if this turns into some kind of horror movie, you're gonna regret it!"

"Oh, Luke, my friend," I grin, watching him pace furiously in the engine room, "we're just getting started."

I let the silence stretch for a beat, enjoying the mounting tension. Then I finally say the words that'll send chills down their spines.

"Remember, guys... Trust no one."

And with that, I deactivate the lights in their sections, plunging them into darkness.