"....Yes, I will see you then," Spider-Man answered, cutting off the call as he landed on top of Dr. Connors' house.
"Cortana, I want them blind."
"Done," she said as the lights went out. Closing his eyes, he used the new and improved spider-sense with Murdock's DNA. To his surprise, he saw the whole building along with the place where each of Norman's henchmen were.
"Catch them, sweetie."
'Did she call me sweetie? Something strange is happening to her, I will check it out later. These new senses are amazing, it is like Christian Bale's sonar vision, I can see the whole building along with everything inside, Matt's senses are no joke.'
"Thanks."
He jumped onto the grass when he heard the guards inside climbing up as the lights went out.
Landing behind a man, he grabbed his mouth and twisted his neck before he could even think of making a sound.
Tying the dead body to the grass, he bent over slightly and jumped as a man came around the corner, then stumbled backward in shock when he found his colleague stuck to the grass.
"Shit! He is ah-...."
The man landed directly on him, grabbing his face and punching him hard across the face to knock him unconscious.
Turning his head slightly, he began to hear footsteps.
The men who had been at the doors came running from the same corner. Before they could make a sound, he intercepted them.
The two men's eyes widened as they saw him approaching them, his arm outstretched, his hand forming a fist.
The fist was the least of their worries, as when he got close, he expelled his stingers and impaled them between their foreheads.
They died of gratitude. Joining their lifeless bodies, he knocked on the door twice.
"Charlie?! Could you open this damn door?! It slammed shut and locked me out, mate! Fuck!" he said with a British accent.
"Calm down, you rascal! I am coming.
Jax, go see why the lights went out. The generator is in the basement, and beat the girl if she makes a scene," a voice answered from inside, and he started hearing footsteps approaching and the door opening.
"Oh, it is open, idiot. By the way, who is Char-.... Urgh"
He plunged his stinger directly into the man's neck, severely piercing his vocal cords to silence him. Letting his body fall in front of the house, he kicked his leg so he could close the door.
Taking a deep breath, he extended his enhanced spider-sense once more, sighing as he plotted his next move.
Secreting pheromones, he filled the room and smiled to himself as he sensed the men of the house approaching.
Expelling his stingers as they drew near in a trance-like state, he sliced through them, slashing their throats or stabbing them in the heart.
Leaving their corpses behind, he began his descent into the basement.
"Cortana, I want vision in the basement, please," he said as he went downstairs and was greeted by the sight of a henchman holding Martha Connors hostage while the basement light came on.
"Spider-Man," Martha looked at him with disbelief that then turned to relief.
The henchman started trembling once he saw him.
"S.... Spider-Man! You.... Stay away from me! I.... I.... I will kill her!" The man threatened him, making him stop in the middle of the room. The man smiled, realizing he had control of the situation. Poor fool.
"Good evening, Mrs. Connors and sir," he greeted casually as he walked back towards them. "I apologize for these inconveniences that these past-...."
"Are you out of your mind or deaf?! I said if you kept walking I would kill her!"
"Hmm." Spider-Man said.
"It is obvious they did not teach you manners at the school for criminals, son. I heard you perfectly. It is just that I am not interested enough to obey the order."
His HUD began to glow ominously. "You think killing her will stop me from getting to you? No, I will have more than enough reason to torture you and possibly kill you.
Do you like pain? No? Well, because once you kill her, I assure you that a world of immense and pure pain will come to you, and you will wish you had never been born."
His words were like something inside the man that started to work. The man got scared and started shaking like jelly, letting go of the woman.
The gunman got on his knees with his hands behind his neck, ready to be handcuffed.
"Come here, Martha." The woman quickly ran from the henchman toward him, and he caught her in a hug before starting to use his pheromones.
"Sleep, Martha." Putting her to sleep, he carried her bridal style, preparing to leave the room, but before he did, he turned around and looked at the kneeling criminal.
"Do me a favor, kill yourself." He finally left the room with Martha in his arms.
Bang.
"All secured," he said as he left Mrs. Connors on the couch. "Hostiles downstairs, package secured."
The front door opened and Yuri entered along with several officers.
Looking at the corpses, Yuri raised an eyebrow and lightly kicked one.
"Sab-...."
"Of course, I could knock them unconscious, but one of them could get up and point a gun at me or alert others, which would lead to the same result you are seeing here now," Spider-Man said.
Yuri was speechless like a fish when he took the words out of her mouth. "Okay, but I am just saying it is a hassle getting rid of all these bodies."
"And that is my problem because...?" he asked, causing Yuri to sigh wearily, making the other officers chuckle quietly.
"Let us drop this," she said while giving him a smile. "Crazy."
"I cannot deny that," he shrugged as Trish continued walking with two officers behind her dragging a flailing Norman henchman trying to escape.
"Your gift," Trish smiled as an officer threw the man in front of him at his feet.
The criminal groaned and then hurried to get up, but he simply stepped on his back and immobilized him.
"Cute, I love the gifts," he said, making Trish laugh.
"What a nice girl, it seems your team leader could learn something from you."
"You think so?" she asked, making Yuri just roll her eyes.
"Now, let me take care of my present."
"No! No, wait! You do not understand what he is doing!" The man screamed in fear as he dragged him into a room and closed the door.
"You! My boss will kill you!"
"Sure, when green pigs are friends with birds I will believe you," he said while throwing him in a chair and putting him in the middle of the room.
"Now you should worry more because I am going to do this to you."
Extending his retractable claws, he brought the tip extremely close to his eye, causing his pupil to contract in fear as his visor also began to make him look terrifying.
"Now, I am going to make you spill all that soup, and if you do not, I promise you will be eternally bedridden in a hospital being fed through a straw up your ass," he said, causing the man to turn white as a ghost and twitch like jelly.
"D.... Demon!"
"I am worse," he laughed darkly, then dug his claws into his leg and squeezed hard. "Now, where is Norman Osborn?"
"AHHHHHH!"