The interrogation room was...oddly comfortable.
Hm, is it supposed to be this nice? Or am i getting special treatment here?
Slam!
"I can't believe you did that!" Agent David, yuck, slammed his hand on the table, he stood over my shoulder, glaring a hole into
my back, "do you have any idea? Any idea how much trouble you're in?!"
I looked around, the walls of the room was lined with black velvet like metal, which was odd. I could feel it give off some kind
of radiation, though I couldn't completely guess what it was. X-ray? Maybe some new kind of tech SHIELD was working on to
suppress powers?
"Are you even listening to me?!" David cried out, "you're in trouble Peter! And you need to cooperate with me or I can't help
you?!"
Oh, I do have a bit of a headache, maybe it's that? Hm...maybe...a headache machine? Sounds stupid.
"Are you listening to me?!"
Slam!
I looked at him, "I want a lawyer."
He snorted, "no lawyer would ever take on your case Peter. You're a traitor to the government and the people of the United
States."
"Matt Murdock, work's out of Hell's Kitchen. Call him up, if he says no, then we'll talk," I looked away. The agent growled for a
few moments before ultimately giving up and walking away, slamming the door behind him.
I sighed and leaned back. I knew I wasn't really alone now, the five cameras visible in the room told me that, they probably have
more hidden away. There was no one-way mirror though, the cliche interrogation tool wasn't SHIELD's style.
But, that didn't mean I was intimidated at all.
"Sexy, I'm bored, play Star Wars would you?" I asked as I kicked my legs back and put my cuffed arms behind my head to relax
as my suit displayed a holographic screen in front of me.
They had let me keep the suit, or rather they couldn't force me to take it off. And the cuffs were more for them than me,
considering I could break out of them in literally seconds.
I watched the movie to waste away time, it served as white noise for me while I thinked. Thinked of what to do. This was brand
new territory for me, as myself and Peter Parker. I hadn't gotten in trouble with law enforcement, and yet I just went and blew
up SHIELD.
I was half way into the movie when the door to the office opened up and in walked Matt, looking curious as he turned to let his
ear listen, "are you watching Star Wars?"
"Yup," I dismissed the movie, "thanks for this. I owe you one."
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"Damn you do. Dragging me into this," Matt grumbled, "do you have any idea how scared Foggy was when SHIELD came to the
office? He thought..." he stopped himself, "why Peter?"
"Why you? Or why did I do what I did?"
"Both," the man demanded as he slammed the door shut behind him.
I sighed, he walked down and sat across from me. "I called you because you're the only lawyer I trust...plus I figured the
publicity could help you," I smiled.
Matt snorted, "I'm sure the headlines will be amazing, 'Blind lawyer for lost case'."
"Don't worry about the case," I waved his concern, "I already have that covered. They won't do anything to me, not with the dirt
I have on them...on all of them."
Matt raised an eyebrow, "then why? Why did you call me here?"
I placed my hand on the table and began tapping, "I just wanted to fuck with David. The big scary agent who I'm sure
threatened you?"
Matt snorted, "yeah, he did," my tapping began to get rhythmic, and Matt noticed.
"Yeah, he's a dick. He's also the one who trained me, so all of this is kind of his fault," I turned to one of the cameras and
smiled, "he must feel like shit right now."
Matt nodded, "so...why did you blow up SHIELD?"
"Because they were building extinction level weapons," I replied, my tapping began to growing quicker in pace, "and they were
being manipulated by unknown forces. If I let them continue, they would have destroyed the world."
"That's quite a story, think the special council they assembled in Washington will listen?" Matt asked.
I shrugged, "hopefully."
"I see...well...then I promise, it will be safe," Matt nodded.
I smiled, "glad you got the message," I turned to the cameras, "we're done here."
The doors opened as David and a few other agents walked in. They escorted Matt out, the man moving without another word.
"I don't' know what you're planning kind, but I pray you grow some brains before you get yourself killed," David spat as he
walked out, slamming the door behind him.
I smiled, the message had gotten through. Any decent investigator would have realised what I was doing, but SHIELD always did
have their eyes on the big picture, not the little one. Not the way I sat, or the way I tapped my fingers on the table.
Because if they ddi, they would have realised it was morse code. A code repeated over and over again, one Matt acknowledged
he received. 'Protect the city'.
I couldn't bring myself to do what I was planning to do without at the very least ensure the city was protected. And I knew Matt
would hold that promise, and I'm sure Harry would help as well. As much as he could.
That night:
I was placed in a cell, extremely expensive by the looks of things. I vaguely remember David giving me a whole run down on this
thing. Apparently the secret facility they had me locked in was over a hundred feet below ground.
The cell itself was white with metallic silver plates along the wall, apparently it was made for someone of my strength level. It
couldn't keep the Hulk in, btu I was no problem. But, Fury wasn't stupid, he knew a cell wouldn't' hold me.
I was placed in a full body metal casting that bolted my arms and legs to my side and kept straight up. It felt like a
sarcophagus on display in a museum, though I'm sure it was made of much sturdier stuff.
Electrical wiring along the inside of the coffin, powerful drugs ready to be deployed at a moment's notice through the air vents
and best off al, a giant picture of a cat hanging from a tree on my pure white walls.
"So...enjoying the view?" out of the shadows of the prison cell walked the bald one eyed monster I was most pissed at.
I looked, the coffin let only my head to move, "when did you have this built?"
"When you took down six super villains on your own," he replied, walking around me in circles.
"I wasn't alone, I had Bruce as my backup," I corrected him.
"Sure you did, and let's pretend you actually needed him yes?" Fury snorted as he stopped before me. His face bruised, his
heavy black coat hiding the bandages underneath.
I looked at him, my suit shimmered and retreated back to expose my face, "so.."
"So...you blew up my building."
"You brainwashed my girlfriend."
"You nearly killed thousands of government employees."
"Half of which were HYDRA, and all of whom were working on weapons that could be used to spy and kill people," I spat.
Fury narrowed his eyes, "you know you're going to jail for a long time right?"
I snorted. I flexed my arms and there was a loud snap.
KINCK!
Fury jumped back as a bolt from my iron coffin came flying out.
KNICK!
More and more pieces of the coffin came flying off as I ripped the stupid thing off my person. There was a flash of electricity
as they tried to shock me, but thanks to Jessica's DNA and my suit, I didn't even feel it.
"Release the gas!" Fury ordered out loud as he took out a miniature gas mask and put it on himself.
"Don't bother," I replied as my mask formed over my head, "I have this thing can filter out anything you dose me with."
Fury watched as slowly the entire room was filled with green gas, but neither him nor I even wobbled from it's effects.
"Get this through your head Nicholas," I growled as I walked towards him, "I can escape anytime I want. Anytime. The fact that
I'm not doing so is because I am not a criminal, and I'm going to prove it. So unless you have anything important to say to me.
Get out!"
Fury galred, "don't' do this kid. I don't' want to fight you."
"You did that the moment you pushed her from me," I waved my hand, sending a telekinetic blast that sent Fury to the cell wall.
I sat down in one corner of my cell and waved him away, "if you need me, I'll be here catching up on the last episode of the
Bachelor," said show appeared as a hologram before my face.
The Director of SHIELD said nothing as he walked out of the cell leaving me alone. But I knew I was still being watched, I doubt I
would ever be truly free. Which was why I was going to play them all right underneath their noses.
As the Bachelor played outside, a different screen was displayed on my HUD. Social media accounts, hundred of dummy
accounts, on every single platform. I had Sexy make them while I waited for them to bring Matt over, though I'll admit Star Wars
did have my attention half the time.
Right now I mentally wrote down several provoking or controversial comments on every single social media platform.
The moment I was outed as the bomber of SHIELD, people have lost their minds.
What the fuck is wrong with the world?! First we find out Spider-man is a boy?! And now this?!
So you're telling me, the guy who saved the world literally a week ago, blew up SHIELD? Yeah...right
Oh my God could he get any hotter!? Ep, falsely convicted people are so hot!
Unless he isn't falsely convicted.
Then he's even hotter!
I think he deserves to be in jail for all the things he did! Let the white bastard pay!
That last one? It was me.
If Niccolo Machiavelli was alive today he would know that to get people to gather around a cause, you shouldn't speak out in
support of it. Rather, you should speak out against it.
If he really was a hero then why didn't he tell us who he was before?!
I heard he raped a girl during Freshman year!
I go to the same school as him! It's totally true!
He once had a threesome with a redhead and the Black Cat!
Okay, the last one wasn't mean, but I so wanted people to know!
Either Way, if you wanted something to become and relevant, you stroke the flames. Don't just pour drops of oil, toss a gas
truck into it. I was trolling people, posting fake comments on everything, putting up hate message I find around about heroes
and me.
Pictures of Ironman flying over poor neighborhoods with the caption, 'What money does', or destroyed buildings in Detroit,
'Hulk Smash!'
And they all got responses.
What do you mean rape?! I got to Midtown high too, I don't know Peter Parker personally, but he's a Goddamn saint! While he
literally saves people, you sit in your underground troll basement and masterbate! Fuck you, kill yourself!
He didn't tell you who he was because of his Uncle and Aunt you shit hole! If you had any common sense and knew how to use
Google you would know about them! You would also know that they vanished a few days ago, thank you very much WITSEC!
A threesome? Damn...just damn…
That's a picture of Detroit you jackass! If you want to balme someone for that, blame the President!
It was the same way the Russians made Donald Trump President in my Earth, which I sure as shit going to make sure doesn't
happen here, but it was an effective technique. Get everyone to feel like the big guy, make a stand, protect the hero for once.
And things took off. People came out in droves to support me. The narrative changed, from me bombing SHIELD to the
question of 'why?', which is exactly what I want to happen. Because for what's about to happen, I need the entire world to be
watching.
A week later:
The day of my trial I was loaded into a armored van with ten armed guards and taken away. The van rocked back and forth, the
men had their guns across their laps, ready to be used at a moments notice.
I cleared my throat, "so...anyone see last night's episode of the Bachelor?" they said nothing. I raised an eyebrow, "because you
know, Daryl ends up choosing Stacy's over Amanda, which means that-"
"-Don't say it!" one of them hissed, earning glares from the rest of his teams, making the man shy away and me grin.
"Knew there was a fan amongst you," I closed my eyes as my costume shimmered. Transforming from the Black Spider suit I
wore into a black and white suit that fit me perfectly. The agents around me were startled and moved for their weapons, but
the moment he realised I wasn't trying to get out, they relaxed.
I rolled my neck and turned out the only female operator there and raised an eyebrow, "well? How do I look?"
She rolled her eyes, "like a dead man."
"Oh...so does that mean you can see dead people? Do I need to call Bruce Willis?" I grinned, getting a chuckle from the all. Ah,
nice, who knew scary men and women with guns could be relatable?
The truck eventually stopped as they took me out, the suffs I was in were just for show, but they did weigh a lot. I was pulled
out and found myself in front of the steps to the capitol building. And surrounding it were hundreds if not thousands of
people.
"Let him go!"
"He's a goddamn hero! Not a criminal!"
"We love you Spidey!"
I felt bad manipulating them like this...but I needed the attention, the whole world needs to watch. I looked around, there were
so many people standing behind the barricade, young, old, kids dressed up like Avengers, old men in military uniform looking
proud.
As I was guided up the steps I saw so many new reports on standby it wasn't even funny. Did I honestly get much public
attention to myself? Each news station reported it in a different manner.
"..We see now the terrorist Spider-man is being brought before the Capitol building," said the Republican Fox News.
"...Everyone is waiting with bated breath to see if the teenage hero from Brooklyn will fight back against the allegations," went
CNN.
"..What we do know however, is that Peter Parker, also known as Spider-man, is the first Avenger ever to have become a
terrorist, which justifies some of the claims and worries the lead public analysers have theorized over the months since the
Avengers first formed."
"...This is said to be the trial of the century..."
"..With overwhelming demand from the public, the Legislative division has been forced to allow cameras into this hearing..."
"...Some say this impartial treatment is because of Mr. Parker's actions as a hero and deem it as a form of nepotism..."
I climbed the stairs as suddenly a hush fell over the crowd.
"Mommy look! It's Ironman!" I turned, and sure enough, Tony came flying down in a new suit, I think it was the same one he used
for Ultron, Mark 43.
He floated before me, nodding "Pete."
I nodded back, "Tony."
"Step away Stark, don't get any ideas," the lead officer said as they all leveled their weapons.
"Relax, I'm not here for that," Tony snorted as the suit suddenly popped open as Tony walked out in a well made Armani suit,
purple tie and a small circular pin on his grey jacket that resembled my mask, "I'm here as me, not Iron man."
The men looked at each other before slowly putting their weapons down. "You can come along, but don't get any ideas," the
lead officer ordered.
"Wouldn't dream of it hon," Tony grinned as his suit flew away, "shall we?"
I rolled my eyes as we continued, the doors to the capitol building was opened as the nearly empty hallway greeted us. I
groaned curiously, "where is everyone?"
"Inside, waiting," Tony replied, "it's going to be the trial of the century, didn't you here? Oh, that's right, you didn't, I doubt you
got Wifi wherever Fury threw you."
I smirked at his raised voice, "something biting you Tony?"
The man stopped and turned to me, he looked furious. He looked to my guards and spoke, "give us a minute?" they looked
unsure, Tony growled, "we saved the world atleast once, can we not get a goddamn moment of privacy?!"
The men slowly moved back, but never too far away. Tony sighed and rubbed his eyes, they were dark and heavy, he hadn't
been sleeping well.
"How's Riri?" I asked.
"Fine...considering she tried to sneak out and track you and spring you over five times the past week," Tony sighed, "like the
rest of the goddamn world."
"She's got too much of her father in her," I smirked.
Tony snorted, "figured…." he looked at me, his face growing serious, "Peter...what are you doing?"
"Tony...relax, I got this, I promise," I smiled, "do you honestly think I wouldn't be here if I didn't want to? Please, Fury's cage held
me for five seconds before I got bored. I promise Tony, I'm here...because I want to."
"I see...so I'm supposed to expect a sixteen year old child to know what he's doing? Hm?" Tony asked.
I shrugged, "you trusted me to save the world didn't you?"
He clicked his teeth and looked away, "it's not the same."
"How?"
"Because they will throw you away in prison for life!" he snapped.
I shrugged, "if I fail to do what I set out to do today, then yeah, I deserve it. But right now Tony...I can't walk away form this."
He growled, looking away as he held his head in his hand, "I...I don't want to watch you go to your death kid...you're making
yourself out to look like a martyr."
"If that's what I have to be," I walked past him, my guards quickly came forward and surrounded me as we moved forward,
leaving a disgurentedly and angry Tony Stark behind. I sighed, I really hope I was doing the right thing.
The doors to the main room opened up and I was motioned inside, there were thousands of people inside, all in suits and
looking professional as shit. Camera's, photographs, everything. I recognized a few faces, like the senator who tried to take
away Tony's suit and some...lady...oh whatever, like I even care.
I was taken to the defense position which was empty, I didn't need Matt here anyway. I was released from my cuffs and placed
on the seat as twelve congressmen and women sat before me behind a large circular table.
"The case of Peter Parker Vs. the People shall now begin," the oditor spoke up, "I request silence from the audience and
reports at this time, if silence is not met, you will be forced out of this room for the reminder of this hearing."
"Thank you," the councilman from Virginia said with a shit eating grin as they all turned their attention to me, "Mr. Parker...you
sit here accused of planning and carrying out a terrorist bombing on the Triskelion, the SHIELD HQ on American soil. How do
you plead son?"
"Not guilty," I replied. Immediately the room went into an uproar as everyone began to whisper. It took the orator a moment to
bring them all under control.
"I'm sorry, but are you saying that this is not you?" the man snapped his fingers as an assistant turned on the two flat screen
TV's they had in the room, displaying a surveillance footage of me on the roof with Felicia and Wanda, thankfully both of their
faces were away form the camera, but mine was not.
"Oh, that's me," I nodded.
"So you admit then, you're guilty?"
"Of what crime?"
"Of blowing up SHIELD!"
"Yes, that I am guilty off."
"Then why did you say otherwise?!"
"Because the first time you called it a terrorist bombing, and I assure you, while I did blow up SHIELD, I didn't do it because I
was trying to spread terror."
"Oh? And what exactly were you trying to prove?" the man snorted, looking down at me. He wanted me to explain, give me just
enough rope to hang me with it. He didn't realise, that was exactly what I wanted.
"I wanted to stop HYDRA who planned on using SHIELD's weapons to rule the world," I replied.
"What?!"