Malec One Shots

4. Malec Homecoming

When after-school happens, that's when I usually stop being Alec and turn into Spider-Man. I have to be stealthy when I leave the house otherwise the big secret is out, but as long as the scams keep going on my identity will be safe. Speaking of safe, some of you guys are probably wondering how I keep this New York safe. Well, I invented this tracker and sewed it into my suit so I can know where the problem is coming from. I, also, put the trackers in my hoodies so I can know when to suit out during school days. Though it never happens during school, which is a good and bad thing, because of people that aren't getting hurt I bet it will give the criminals more time to plan so they can hurt the city which is why I have to be careful and on the watch.

Alec: Alright, tracker, what have you got for me?

I look at my tracker screen, and it says that there's a gang selling weapons in an old crackhouse on the 24th street, better go after them. I swing my way through the street until I arrive at the place. I have to hide so I don't give anything away, and the last thing I need is to go in without a plan.

"Alright big guy, what do you have for me?"

"Everything the boss told me to give you."

Boss?

So there's a leader, but he's not here.

"Alright he made his promise, and now mine. How much?"

"$800. Take it or leave it."

"Fine."

Now's my time.

I go ahead and shoot down the two guys, wrap them up, and glue them to the wall.

"You son of-"

Alec: Language.

"I guess he's working with the Spider-Boy?"

Alec: Spider-Boy really?

"Hey man, I swear! I didn't even know he was around here!"

"Yeah, right."

Alec: Enough, I heard every word and now you're going to answer my questions!

"Like we're going to talk."

Alec: Okay then, I see you don't want to make it easy then.

I grabbed the $800, and I grab a lighter out of my pocket.

"Hey, w-what are you doing?"

"Spider-Boy, I spent a lot of time stealing that."

Alec: Oh yeah, and it would be such a shame if this boss would see nothing but ash instead of green.

"Come on, dude, let's work something out!"

Alec: Tell me why are you selling these weapons, and who is this boss of yours?

The two guys looked at each other, and they had no other choice but to spill the tea.

"Alright, my boss is Valentine Morgenstern. He's been selling these weapons to his boss, so my boss can make money off of it."

"Does this Valentine make these weapons too?"

"No, his son does that. And when the weapons are made, he tells his followers to sell them to other gangs in New York so he can make a quick buck."

"And what about you?"

"My boss, Azazel, gives him money for selling the weapons. Valentine gives the weapons, Azazel gives the money."

"You, with this whole weapons making, does he have a gang of it?"

"It's more than just a gang, it's an army filled with people. They call it The Circle."

Alec: What about you? With Azazel?

"We call ourselves The Endarkened."

Alec: And I'm assuming that both groups have been working together since the start.

"Since the start of when Tony Stark let The Circle get replaced by some fancy construction workers."

I've heard about it, I've seen it on the news.

Alec: Alright, now one last question. Where is Valentine or Azazel? And no lying, so far you guys have been good but I know who's lying. So don't even think about trying to lie to me now.

"Valentine is in New York, but that's all I know. I've never seen the guy before, the only way I got hired was by some random person with a Circle tattoo on his neck. He said he could offer me a job there if I did their initiation, and he'll put in a good word for me too. He did exactly just that, and I got in."

"It's the same thing for me."

"Please, Spider-Boy, I have a wife and kids that need me. Please."

Alec: Well you're not lying about that, except for your wife. From the looks of it, your wife left you. And as for the both of you, you're under arrest.

I tied them up into little cacoons, and I swung my way through until I dropped them off at the Police Station. As for the weapons, no one can ever know about these weapons, and I have to figure out where the hell is Valentine Morgenstern or Azazel and fast. Who knows what could happen when there is weapons that could be sold to anyone.