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From her vantage point atop the building, Gwen watched as the Lizard momentarily faltered, his attention diverted by the chaos below. She took a deep breath, her spider-sense tingling, guiding her timing, "This is it." She muttered under her breath, steeling herself for the leap. Without hesitation, she launched herself off the edge, free-falling toward the street below.
As she plummeted, Gwen fired a web line to slow her descent, her aim precise as she targeted the Lizard. The serum vial in her hand glowed faintly.
Roar!
The Lizard turned just as Gwen landed squarely on his shoulders. He roared in fury, thrashing violently in an attempt to dislodge her, but Gwen clung tightly, her movements deliberate and calculated. With a swift, practiced motion, she raised the serum vial and plunged it into the base of his neck.
Roarrrr!
The Lizard let out a deafening roar, his massive body convulsing as the serum took effect. His scales began to recede, his claws shrank, and his tail disappeared. Within moments, the monstrous Lizard was gone, replaced by the frail, human form of Dr. Curt Connors, his single hand trembling as he collapsed onto the hard pavement.
"Haah... Haah... Thank you!" Dr. Connors gasped, his voice weak as he lay on the ground, his chest heaving. He stared up at Gwen, regret etched across his face, "I thought... I thought I could control it. But I was wrong. The animal instincts... they took over. I couldn't stop it." His voice broke, and he closed his eyes, overwhelmed by guilt and exhaustion.
After a moment, Dr. Connors lost consciousness, his body going still.
Soon, Mary and Liz arrived on the scene, their expressions a mix of relief and triumph as they surveyed the aftermath. Seeing that the situation was resolved, the three girls exchanged nods. Without a word, they shot their webs and swung away, disappearing into the night.
"Well, it looks like everything happened as planned." Peter remarked, stepping forward. He glanced at the unconscious Dr. Connors, then turned to George Stacy, who had been observing the scene from behind a car door, "Well then, I'll be going, Officer." Peter said with a casual salute.
"Wait! You can't just leave!" George shouted, but it was too late. Peter was already gone, vanishing into the maze of buildings.
Just as Peter departed, a convoy of black SUVs arrived, surrounding the unconscious Dr. Connors. Armed agents poured out of the vehicles, forming a tight perimeter around him. George immediately raised his gun, his voice sharp as he demanded, "Who are you people? Step away from him!"
A woman with striking red hair stepped forward, her demeanor calm and authoritative. She approached George and flashed a badge, "We're from SHIELD." Natasha said, her tone leaving no room for argument, "We'll be taking over from here." As she spoke, her eyes flicked to the nameplate on George's uniform, 'George Stacy. So, he's that girl's father.' She thought, recalling Gwen Stacy's name from SHIELD's intelligence files.
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Meanwhile, after dealing with Dr. Connors, Peter, Liz, Mary, and Gwen regrouped at Peter's home. The atmosphere was lively, a stark contrast to the tension of the battle they had just endured.
"You all were amazing!" May exclaimed, her face lit up with excitement. She had watched the events unfold through a live broadcast and was thoroughly impressed by how Peter and the girls had handled the situation.
"Thanks, May." Mary replied with a confident smile, clearly enjoying the praise.
"Humph, I was the one who punched him the most." Liz chimed in, grinning as she glanced at Mary and Gwen.
"Heh~ But I was the one who injected the serum." Gwen countered, her tone playful as she reminded the others of her crucial role in defeating the Lizard.
"No, because of me, he got distracted!"
"Yeah, yeah, keep dreaming!"
"I was the one who made him fall the most!"
And just like that, Liz, Gwen, and Mary launched into a spirited argument about who had contributed the most in the fight.
"Haah~ No matter how powerful they are, in the end, they're still young girls." May commented with a fond smile, shaking her head as she watched the trio bicker.
Now, you might be wondering where Peter and Reiran are during all this. Well, they are in the kitchen, preparing dinner. May had offered to help, but Peter refused with a stern look, leaving her to sit back and relax. As for Liz, Gwen, and Mary, none of them knew how to cook, so they stayed out of the kitchen entirely.
Since they were staying for dinner, Mary, Liz, and Gwen had informed their families. Mary's mother, Madeline, and her sister, Gale, had wanted to come over, but Mary had declined. If they showed up now, they would meet Liz and Gwen, and explaining their presence would have been... complicated.
Little did Mary know, however, that Peter would soon reveal everything to them himself.
"Hmm~ Smells nice." Peter said, inhaling the aroma of the food Reiran was preparing. He had wanted to help, but Reiran had insisted on taking charge, only allowing him to chop vegetables and meat—and even then, she had blushed furiously when he offered.
"Thanks, Master." Reiran replied, her face lighting up with a bright smile at Peter's compliment.
"Huh? What did you call me?" Peter asked, caught off guard by the term.
"Ah, Master. Can't I call you that?" Reiran asked, tilting her head in confusion.
"No, it's not that, but why 'Master' and not my real name?" Peter questioned, though he had to admit, the title gave him a strange sense of satisfaction.
"But I *want* to call you Master. Can't I?" Reiran responded, her eyes wide and pleading, her expression so adorable that it was almost impossible to resist.
'Damn, she's so cute~' Peter thought, fighting the urge to pinch her cheeks, "Haah, okay, you can." He relented, unable to say no to her.
"Thanks!" Reiran beamed, clearly delighted.
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Meanwhile, in a mansion somewhere in New York City, a woman with blood-red hair sat in a dimly lit room. The room was elegant yet ominous, with dark curtains and antique furniture.
Knock! Knock!
A soft knock at the door interrupted her thoughts.
"You may enter." The woman said, her voice smooth and commanding.
The door opened, and a maid with black hair stepped inside, her uniform pristine. She approached the woman and bowed deeply, presenting a file.
"Lady Rias, this is the information about the person you requested." The maid said, her tone respectful.
"Thank you, Rose." Rias replied, taking the file. She opened it, her crimson eyes scanning the contents, "So, his name is Peter Parker... and he's quite handsome." She murmured, a sly smile forming on her lips as she studied the photo attached to the file, "What a bold man. He already has three girlfriends, and on top of that, he's even managed to seduce his own aunt, getting her pregnant. He's... perfect."
Rias hugged the photo of Peter to her chest, her smile widening as her mind began to race with possibilities.