Marvel Martial Artist

Chapter 6

"I do apologise for such a sudden visit." Nick Fury started talking first.

"You with American security aren't you? I was waiting for the moment you will contact me. I kind of got tired of those observations."

"Oh? You knew we were observing you?" The man asked curiously.

"I can pick up the intent behind gazes. My ability to sense is on a completely different plateau. For example, your bodyguard while having a poker face and pretending to be 'neutral', is still nervous. So are you, since you know what I can do."

"I see… pseudo emphatic?"

"It only works when you looking at me, observing me. I am observing you in turn." I said with a shrug before taking my seat opposite his.

"Interesting. Regardless, I will get straight to the point. Your father's promotion and subsequent arrival here is something my organisation has done.

As the saying goes, keep friends close and enemies even closer."

What he said was something I had a hunch it was their doing. However enemies? Now that is interesting.

"... I am your enemy? I don't remember blowing up anything belonging to the USA." I said that with a confused look.

"You have killed several Americans with your escapades in Siberia," Nick said quite sharply.

"Oops, sorry, I guess."

"You feel nothing for taking human lives?" The one-eyed man asked me quite seriously.

"That's a difficult question. You see, when I was in elementary school, way before I started training. I was just like most people. Caring about others, how they feel about certain things. The usual.

Then, I learned that we live in a world where crazy stuff can happen. For example Captain America. Spandex-wearing heroes exist. Does it mean spandex-wearing villains exist too?" I asked with a raised eyebrow. Nick Fury didn't say anything he just listened to what I was saying.

"So, I decided not to wait and figure that out. Instead, I took things into my own hands.

I trained, and trained before I knew it, I learned how to weaponize my own life. To put it simply… it's like fire… you fan it and it grows bigger. Until it becomes so big… making smaller minuscular flames so small and even insignificant in the grand scale of things.

My senses are so high-wired by this point that I need to pay extra attention not to… blow away small wisps of fire. If you get my meaning.

"...So you saying… that regular people's lives are…insignificant." The Redhead bodyguard of his finally spoke to me.

"Do you pay attention to what is on the pavement all the time? No, you don't… Unless you like looking down all the time." I added the last part with a shrug before continuing to talk to the leader of their small security group.

"...Neither do I. When I circle the planet regularly, I look down to, check out certain landscapes. Most of my practice was in place with small to no human life. Unless your agents were with Hydra the very same base I destroyed where my adopted sister was kept."

Nick Fury's eyes widened for a second before he looked at the Redhead who had a shocked look as well.

"...I see… that explains… regardless, you are in the United States now. I hope we can find a compromise. I don't wish to fight someone who can level mountains…

"I can sink the whole of North America if I want to, by this point. What I did in Syberia was nothing more than a test to check my moves. Nothing serious."

My words made him close his eyes for a bit. I can sense his life force becoming chaotic for a bit. He was nervous.

"...regardless. I don't wish our paths to cross in a bad way. I prefer if you were an ally, not someone who makes me want to look behind my back."

"That one is easy. I like training. And fighting strong opponents." I said with another casual shrug.

"You find me someone interesting to fight and we might become friends,"

I am a simple being. However, if he tries to use me hard and gives me some weaklings to fight…

Well, I will go on a warpath myself…

"...While it sounds easy… I doubt it is as easy as you say."

"I mentioned 'interesting' you have your agents who can take care of weaklings, you can leave big fishes for me."

"...We will see about that. Regardless, I hope we can stay on cordial terms, Mr Westwood. I am leaving you with a peace offering." As the spy said that he dropped a file on the table before giving me a look. Motioning that he would be watching me before leaving through the back doors with the Black Widow.

'First day here and I already meet, Spiderman, Black Cat, Gwen, Mary Jane, Nick Fury and of course Black Widow. Save to say…that redhead has a great ass.'

"Felicia Hardy A.K.A Black Cat. Threat level: Minimal… Ray…your 'girlfriend' is a thief…" Illyana spoke, finally. She was silent the whole time and was ready to summon her teleportation discs moment of notice.

"I know… she is the daughter of quite a famous thief. So it's no surprise she is similar to her old man."

My dear sister had a realising look, she quickly snapped in my direction.

"You using her as bait to fight… just like you doing with me…"

"Partially, and she is pleasant to look at and has a great ass."

Now she deadpanned at me.

"You perv… you starting to show interest in females now!?" Illyana said that with an accusing tone.

"Starting? When I wasn't interested in them? One of the reasons why I 'casually' took you under my wing was because you were pleasant to look at."

"I see… I SEE… so one needs to be a hot female to be able to study KI under you." She said that while slowly walking towards me.

Is she… planning something??? The reading I got from her KI is… nothing… well, she took her lessons seriously if she could hide her intentions.

"More like easier time getting me serious of training someone."

"Hmm, make sense. So… what are the requirements of being Mr Westwood's girlfriend?" She said that while slowly…sitting down on my lap…

My gaze went from her form to her face.

This girl… is she into taboo relationships?

"Aren't you a cheeky one?"

"How come? I don't remember you saying that our relationship is 'set'. You only said that as I quote ' I am keeping you'. It was your parent who decided to adopt me."

"...right…"

"So? What are the requirements? Oh, the great one." She said the second half with an amused tone. While getting comfortable on my lap.

'It appears Felicia kickstarted something…unique.'

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As nighttime arrived from one of the top levels of a building, a shadowy figure walked out. Dressed in skin-tight black clothes with loose silvery hair and striking green eyes hidden behind a mask. This was Black Cat.

The girl was ready for some action. With a plan in mind, she pulled out one of the tools she got from her father. It's a rope shooter. A gun that shoots ropes which allows her to travel through rooftops.

The gun is not her only means to travel, she has gauntlets with metal nails which allows her to scale vertical walls as well.

Simply put she is quite similar to a cat, thus her theme of Black Cat.

The platinum-haired girl smiled for a bit. Excitement and adrenaline started to pump through her body. She is about to do some crazy stuff!

Crazy being that she is about to travel through the rooftops of New York City. As she started running forward she shot her gun and pulled herself with the rope.

Crossing a street and landing on another rooftop. A short relieved sigh escaped before she continued. As she did that her speed continued to increase.

Eventually, she crossed to the other side of Manhattan. She licked her lips, as she found her target. It was one of Fisk's warehouses. The beauty still has some class and is only stealing stuff from a 'well-known' mafia boss.

To put some cheery on the top she is donating some money to the charity after selling the goods. It elevates some sense of guilt by doing that.

However, the biggest part will always going to be the sense of thrill of doing something like this!

With a few more jumps over, she landed on the warehouse. Looking for a way in. She has learned about this building beforehand of course. Regardless she saw the pictures and now she is here in person. So she spent an extra few moments looking for a window.

A few moments later she saw the window and walked towards there. A small smile appeared on her face.

However, the moment she put her hand on the glass. A sticky white substance smacked into it.

*Sigh*

"Spider… I have no time for you." The black cat said with a tired tone. Her gaze went to the side. Towards the direction where the web came from.

"You got too confident. You didn't even look around." Spiderman said that as Felicia saw him sticking to the walls not far from her location.

"I am quite busy. Lots of things happened."

"And how is that related to the fact that you trying to break into someone's property?" He asked with a curious tone. This woman was confusing to him.

"Stress relief mostly… now if you excuse me…" As she said that she started to pull her stuck hand. Thankfully Spiderman stuck her hand into the glass, not on a brick wall. This means… that…

As she pulled hard with a few more tries she broke the glass.

"Whoa, Whoa who is going to pay back for that!?" The masked hero exclaimed as he quickly shot more of his webs. This time Felicia was prepared and dodged most of them…

However, this was not the first rodeo between him and the black cat. So he knew that he should target her legs.

She dodged one shot but the next one was where she will put her leg next.

Making her leg get stuck in the web.

The black cat clicked her tongue seeing that she had fallen one of the most common traps set by the web-head.

She then quickly kneeled and started shedding the web but Spiderman quickly shot another one of his webs and made her hand get stuck to her leg.

'Well, it appears Spider is not playing today or… I am not at my A-game…'

"It appears you have caught me. What are you going to do next Spider?" Felicia asked with a resigned tone, however, her other hand started working on getting her free.

"Maybe I should just get you handed over to the cops. This would have been your 13th breaking in." The spider-themed hero explained to the platinum-haired girl.

"I see… that's a bad number there. But I am a black cat so it might increase my luck I might get greater loot." She said that while getting annoyed by the strength of the webs.

"I don't think so cat. I think you should get a few months off in a detention cell."

"That's a bad call Spider."

"Oh, and why is that?"

"You see… I kind of… can't be away for long…" Felicia said that as she looked towards Spider. Her angle was in such a way that she needed to look up…

As she looked her eyes widened to a large degree because she saw a person slowly descending from the sky.

"...And why is tha- Holy Shit! And who are you!?" Spiderman exclaimed with a shocked tone.

"She can't stay away for long, because she is my kitten and kittens can't be away for long because their owner will start looking for them." The new arrival said in a simple, almost bored-sounding tone.

Felicia gulped down seeing that it was indeed Reynold. Even though she can't see his face as a hood was blocking his face.

But, the reason she can tell, apart from flying, is that she knows his physique and voice.