"Damn, man," one of the officers outside shuddered as the screaming finally stopped.
"I do not want to imagine myself sitting with that guy in that place."
"I know what they are saying," said another.
The door opened, revealing Spider-Man wiping some blood from his hands.
The subject, still alive, could be seen lying in a fetal position with some bruises and cuts, but surprisingly not dead.
Throwing the rag to the ground, he looked at the people who stared at him with various expressions of astonishment or pale faces.
Yuri and Trish's faces showed astonishment at seeing that he had left the subject alive.
"Do not take him to prison. It is recommended he go to a medical ward and then to a psychiatric center. Do not worry about him escaping or causing trouble; I made sure he would not," he said, making everyone except two shiver.
"Okay," the officer said while calling the Exterminators to come and take away the bodies.
The Exterminators were another part of the New York police, directly under Dan's command. The cleaners were secretive and only answered to Dan or Yuri.
They were in charge of cleaning up the mess from undercover operations or disasters.
"Umbra has secured the hostage Martha Connors, they are escorting her to the station," Yuri said. "Another team went to look for her son. It was lucky that he was not home today."
Team Umbra was the team assigned to deal with certain threats with lethality.
The team had begun under the joint effort of Yuri and Spider-Man together with their friends and fellow officers who shared similar ideals that some threats required a more permanent solution. After the Maggia attack, the team had become an official part of the New York Police Department.
"Understood," Yuri answered into her radio as she turned to him. "We will head to the station. I assume you have everything for Osborn?"
"I have got it."
"Everything is going to be alright, kick his ass," she smiled as she slammed her fist against his chest. "And if you do not get hurt this time, I might give you a reward depending on your performance."
"Well, get ready because you know I will," he replied as he grabbed her by the waist and pulled her closer.
"Do you want me to accompany you as an escort for Ms. Connors?"
"Alright guys, this is our cue to go," Trish said mockingly as she left the room along with the rest of the officers who were laughing simultaneously.
"Tempting," Yuri said, putting her hands around his neck and resting her head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat, sighing in comfort. She reluctantly moved away and then began to caress his cheek. "But you know I can handle this."
"I know," he said, and Yuri stood on her tiptoes and kissed him over his mask.
"Goodbye, idiot," she winked at him as she walked away with a sexy, hypnotic hip sway.
"I hate that she has to leave, but I also love when she leaves," he said to himself, only to be interrupted by Cortana.
"Peter, you are being perverted," she said. In a world very similar to the Matrix, only blue, a beautiful woman could be seen clenching her teeth and having a nervous tic in her right eyebrow.
"Wrong, I am just appreciating being alive."
"If," she said while dragging the word, "I have marked the location. It is time to go."
"Yes, let us do it, but let me get through to Baxter very quickly, I need to make some adjustments first," he said as he left the house and walked away without noticing the two figures standing on top of the house.
"I do not feel very comfortable in this situation, Reed," Johnny exclaimed with a conflicted expression while Richards just looked at him with a hostile gaze. "This is wrong!"
"Do not think too much about the process, think about the results," Reed replied while Johnny gritted his teeth and remained silent. "We are freeing the world from a psychopathic killer like Spider-Man and doing the New York police a huge favor by freeing them from his mind control. This may not be the right thing to do, but it is necessary. It is for the greater good."
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"Cortana, I want you to finish the gene cleaner for Connors while I deal with the situation," Peter said as he left the lab, adjusting his suit under his clothes as he walked, but he was surprised when he came face to face with Susan Storm.
"Good evening, Peter Parker," she smiled as she crossed her arms.
"Hi Susan, sorry, but I was just about to go-...."
"I wanted you to know that it was very kind of you to disappear from my sight," she leaned forward while pushing him with an accusing finger. "It made me feel very appreciated for the meager dinner you prepared for-...."
"Sorry, it is okay, just stop hitting me like that," he said while forcing a smile. "It hurts right there."
"Ouch."
"If you are the only one who can get hurt, right?" she said as he just sighed, walking right past her.
"How much do you think it hurt when I found out that the guy my father let in here, someone I love and appreciate very much, betrayed me?"
He paused to let his eyes open slightly upon hearing that as his head began to formulate ideas, but only one came to him, and he prayed that it was not that one.
Calming himself, he turned around and looked at Susan with a shy smile.
"It was just dinner, Susan, I will re-...."
"It is not about the damn dinner, Mr. Parker," she hissed as she approached him and grabbed him by the neck.
She looked into his eyes and he could see many emotions roaring to get out. She had a betrayed look in her eyes while her lips trembled. She mustered her courage as he grabbed her hands. "I.... I trusted you!"
"Let me go," he said coldly, but Susan did not let go.
He tightened his grip while holding her hands and forcing her to release his neck, and she started walking away down the hall. "I did not want to hurt any of you."
"You know.... I thought Spider-Man smelled really good, like you," she mentioned while giving him the answer of how she knew.
Upon hearing this, he just gritted his teeth and continued walking.
Near the elevator, a phone rang. He continued walking to the elevator, then entered and pressed a button. Looking up, he saw the face of a surprised and shocked Susan Storm.