Reborn as the Spider who bit Peter Parker

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Waking up wasn't very pleasant, but it was better to wake up in my own bed than in a concrete pool underground, but Creed had managed to ruin that little bit of joy. Another message succinctly reminded him that today he should stop by early and meet his 'family'. Why is he so unavailable? I didn't even hint that I needed it, or was it the master's way? Damn it, I guess I'll have to look in the hall after all. With a snort, I stood up abruptly, stretching my muscles a little, and headed for the shower, still enjoying the quiet and cosiness of home.

After a contrasting shower and a snack of strawberry yoghurt, I silently got ready so as not to wake Mei, and saddled my bike to the lab to get some supplies. After checking the area for uninvited guests and not finding anyone, I parked in the bowels of my 'basement'. Quickly finding bandages, taken off the mummy, which should have already been completely 'cleaned' and dried, I began to cover the body with enchanted bandages without unnecessary haste. I didn't know what might happen this time, so there's no such thing as too much protection, and I shouldn't forget about the suit's quick start. After checking the auto-start system and running a quick diagnostic, I went to Creed's place.

The usual poverty of the neighbourhood, where the master dwelt, struck me by its absence. And it seemed that not so much time had passed, and not the most prosperous time, and the neighbourhood had only become more beautiful. It was true that the centre was still in the midst of debris removal and radioactive threat, but here everything looked too new and as if it had just been repaired. Armed vigilantes slowly patrolled their assigned areas, looking out for any suspicious individuals or marauding lizards. In the distance, people could be seen smiling and happy with their lives, though the solid percentage of the 'coloured' population had somehow dropped too rapidly. I grinned wickedly as I thought back to the main users of the lizard pills, it looked like the neighbourhood had been cleaned up again, and it had become a little nicer.

I parked the bike in front of the teacher's lounge. There were far fewer spaces available today. There were yellow taxis, Japanese SUVs, German sedans, and other executive cars parked on both sides of the street, shouting that this was a criminal convention. So this is Creed's family?

Passing by a parked Pontiac, I saw a tall Mongolian who, apparently, was the bodyguard or driver of one of the arriving bosses. Having evaluated the interesting car and neutrally nodded to the Mongol and then received a reciprocal gesture, I headed to the hall where the family was already gathered. Immediately noticing the familiar big guy, from whom I stole the Rhino, I snickered, 'Buggy has only become even wider in the shoulders, and on his back were visible traces of the army exoskeleton. So he didn't stop running through houses, he's a stubborn devil, but now I know who to borrow a new armoured suit from. I grinned predatorily and walked over to the master, who was having a nice conversation with a girl I'd known for a while, who'd been pissing me off since the first time I'd met her. What's her name? Eva? I think so. In the distance, there was an equally colourful character wearing a lion skin over an austere suit. Who the hell is that hunter? Weirder and weirder as they say. Next to the savage stood a pale-faced chap with a snake-like flattened nose and a clean-shaven head. They mostly spoke in Russian or Slavic languages, so that for a second I was deafened by the buzzing shouting, where everyone spoke in his own way and yet remained understandable and comprehensible.

- Here's Doc, long time no see. - smiled radiantly at the girl. - I see you're not dead yet. That's a good sign! - she nodded in time with her words.

- I told you not to call me that.....

- Oh, come on, tell me, where did you lose your valise? - grinned the beast.

- The same place where you lost your partner? - I'm answering a question with a question.

- So your valise is also on a secret mission? Oops... - immediately looking at Creed, the girl immediately sank, winking at me one last time, she instantly disappeared into the crowd, as if she had never been here.

- Doc, huh? - The teacher asked as earnestly as possible, but his eyes were already dancing with demons, giving away his mood.

- You too? - with universal sadness in my words I asked the master.

- Vic, and what the hell is this dandy? - I heard the familiar bass of Rhinoceros, who confidently approached us.

- Rino, are you completely blind? - said the mentor provocatively. - This is my heir and apprentice...' Creed shocked the crowd.

For the first couple of seconds, the big man couldn't even find words to express his emotions, which, apparently, overwhelmed him, so he kept silent, resembling an ancient Eastern sage. The brunet in the lion skin, on the contrary, was already throwing interested glances, which made the blood run cold, and it was unclear whether he wanted to talk to you or to add 'another skin' to his trophies. His interlocutor also caused fear with his carnivorous looks that he threw on my face. What kind of sick bastards are here? In the distance I noticed only two guys with similar facial features, who were still, without distraction, engaged in a more pressing dialogue.

- Is it that pauper? - Our Rhinoceros returned his voice. - I'll blow once, and he'll fly away like Dorothy in search of the Emerald City... - the big man grumbled unhappily, and behind his back there was immediately heard an indecently loud laughter, turning into outright roaring. - Look at him, all skin and bones! - continued to be indignant.

- Do you want to say something against my choice Rino? - the master growled threateningly.

- Me? Oh, come on, father...' Rhinoceros was genuinely indignant. - I only say what I see. So don't be offended if I accidentally 'break' it, or if I don't see a bug or step on it accidentally. - Reno grinned. - And let me test your protégé? - smiled ingratiatingly. - Not for the sake of lucre, but purely to check, and if I hurt him, that's his way... - philosophically said the giant, playing with his muscles.

- So that's what you are up to, snake. - The master grinned approvingly predatory. - Aren't you afraid that later I'll crush you myself? - Creed asked testily. - Not as a bug, of course, but as a unicorn rhinoceros quite! - said the master firmly. - I didn't take you on as an apprentice just because I don't like your stupid face. - The mentor came close to the Rhinoceros breathing heavily from the restrained rage behind whose back the first laughs were already heard. - I didn't want to take him on as an apprentice either, but because of his pretty face. A warrior should be tough and statuesque. - When he saw Reno's eyes light up, he cut him off. - But not as tough as you, my friend. But the kid was persistent, I'd say amazingly persistent, and he wasn't even scared of sparring with me, so he's earned his place with blood and sweat. - Creed pinned the big guy with a glare.

- Vic, but let me at least test the dead guy... I promise not to kill him if I can. - Rhino assured him.

- And that's another matter. - The master grinned predatorily. - I never had anything against 'friendly' sparring, so clear the circle for them. - He growled to the crowd that obediently cleared the place for the fight. - And you try not to die. - With a wink of approval, the master shouted at the top of his voice. - Now piss...

Tensing his muscles, Rhinoceros tore both his snow-white shirt and black jacket in one movement, instantly becoming ready for 'sparring' of course, sparring or how else can it be censoriously called? However, my teacher didn't care about my opinion as always, maybe he really wants to kill me in such a sophisticated way trying to 'teach' me something? After all, who knows what is in the mind of this scumbag, as he knew that I should not have come, and could have gone to the opera with Felicia, there at least the company was pleasant, but we have what we have. And how could I knock out this big guy with maximum efficiency and at the same time, without revealing all my strength? And not kill him, because he's kind of human. This will certainly add to my 'points' in the eyes of the teacher, but the enemies can also become over the edge, and besides, everyone has already seen me, so it will not be difficult for them to find out where I live. So I'll have to switch him off as efficiently as possible. Maybe break his bones? Quick and painful, no matter how big he is. Or disorient him and knock him out? Though it'd take a lot of effort to knock him out. He's not wearing a suit or any other amplifiers, so he's a dangerous enemy, but he's still a human being. With a thoughtful hum in time with my thoughts, I reflexively dodged the big guy's first lunge.

I made a filigree kick on the opponent's shin, making sure that he lost his balance, and the giant fell to the floor under the gloating laughter of his enemies. However, our Rhinoceros was not so simple, not a second after his fall, as he immediately got back on his feet, albeit with a monstrous crunch of joints and vertebrae, and now, I think, I understand why he almost always wears an exoskeleton.

With this approach, this guy will soon be an invalid, or more likely already.

Before the big guy can get up, my cross sends him flying. Having broken the Rhinoceros' nose, I spat contemptuously, continuing to play for the audience, because with such jackals you need to keep your eyes open or they'll eat you. A measured leap and I'm already knocking the spirit out of the beaten rhino. A filigree blow on the big guy's eardrums and I mentally note that now he is completely lost and disoriented. A pair of equally powerful blows to the skull and Rhino is finally knocked out. It is worth to admit that he is really a giant, and a simple man after a blow from this big man may not get up. However, it was important for me to show how ruthlessly professional, I am ready to deal with anyone who risks to challenge me, the rest is unimportant. That's the 'culture' of such communities.

Creed snapped his fingers, and Rhino stood up mechanically like a zombie. A blank stare and not even a hint of thought, and no wonder I'd put him in a noble slumber, but how could he move? What kind of voodoo magic is that? Clapping his hands three times, the master immediately received a standing ovation for my humble victory.

- That's why I didn't take you on as an apprentice, Alexei. - venomously said the mentor. - Now go, rest, we'll talk to you again. - already more calmly said the master in the wake of the removed puppet, which followed in the direction of the locker room at his will. - A fair victory, so you deserve all this applause. - The teacher said stately, to which I just nodded meekly.

What was he trying to achieve? But I was prevented from thinking about it by the savage who came up with his mate. The brunet was smoothly shaved, and a slightly careless espagnole only added to his image of a dashing dandy, but the skin of the predator still reminded me who was in front of you. The snake-bearded one, on the other hand, was extremely unremarkable and remained as unremarkable as possible. He would have made a good agent. You'd see him and forget about him. I hummed and took a closer look at the shaven-headed man. The costume was the same as the savage's, without a single difference or hint of originality, but the interesting seal on his hand still attracted attention, there was something about it. But it didn't look like jewellery or antiques at all.

- Ahem...' The brunet drew attention to himself.

- I haven't forgotten about you, hunter. - Creed growled. - So know your place.

The brunet only snorted irritably, and his companion gritted his teeth in frustration at such disregard for his mate.

- Let me introduce you to my apprentice... - still the master condescended to make an announcement. - Sergei Kravinov is our best hunter, killer, marksman, and fighter. - Creed recited sparingly and without a shadow of emotion. - And Dmitri Smerdyakov... - the master spat out. - A genius of infiltration, disguise and espionage. Well, you've already seen the big guy Reno and had the pleasure to communicate. - grinned the mentor. - I'll have a job for you tonight, so the day is all yours. - With a hidden hint said the master looking at me, his example was instantly followed by all the others throwing snide glances in my direction.

- And so it is every time. - Kravinoff sighed like a true aristocrat. - You always gather us together when you need something. - continued the hunter. - And you never ask how the weather, health or business is. - Like a prim fop, Sergei kept on throwing claims. - But that's what I like about you and Creed! You're an inconsiderate bastard, like all of us, and you value time, both yours and ours, even if not always. - The brunet grinned. - But for the future, remember, I'm not your errand boy, to abandon the expedition in the Wakanda region with hunting in the rarest 'predator' for the sake of some work for the old 'uncle' Creed. - Kravinoff said angrily.

- So, we won't call you next time... - the mentor grinned, and the hunter immediately jerked restraining his mate, who obviously wanted to express a couple of affectionate words to the master, and maybe not only to express. - Is your pet showing teeth? - he said in a mawkish tone. - Do you want to have two more stuffed animals in your collection? - Creed said without a smile.

- Brother, how dare he... - the pale-faced man only managed to say before the brunet knocked him out with a single point blow to the head and threw him on his shoulder and bowed in English.

Did the master never seem to be able to be diplomatic, or did he just have a bad temper? With such an approach, it's not long before he loses all his few allies. Or is that what he's trying to do? With a thoughtful hum, I caught an evaluating glance from my mentor, who seemed to be considering how useful 'this beastie' was at the moment. A sobering chill ran down my spine, and I stopped thinking about that psycho.

- You think I'm wrong? - he said glumly. - All these scum want is protection, and I'm giving it to them. - All the chatter around them stopped immediately. - Yes, I have my own interest, but they all use my name and the respect it carries. It's like a brand, basically. - Creed said thoughtfully. - And for a franchise you have to pay and at least respect the one who gives it to you. - still decided to condescend to the explanation of the master. - So I have the right to ask anyone. Remember this, because by becoming my 'protégé' you get both knowledge and a place in the family with all the rights and duties of its members. - The master began to raise his voice smoothly.

All those gathered seemed to have forgotten how to breathe and only Creed's staid voice with growling notes could be heard in the hall.

- Rejoice brothers! We now have a new recruit and my promising apprentice. All who challenge him now will first have to fight me as his master. And those who dare to disobey will face the Copper Bull,' Creed growled furiously, losing the remnants of his former humanity.

For a second, there was deafening silence, but a moment later the hall was flooded with shouts of approval.

And so I became part of the 'family' I may not have wanted, but what's done is done. The next three hours were a great party, where people drank everything that burned and not so much. Having escaped from the general bacchanalia and still managed to leave the hall of Creed, I again saddled the faithful 'horse' and went to study, and time was running out. Of course, joining the OCG is good too, but a diploma is a diploma and it won't be superfluous. And with our cute Felicia I needed to cross paths, because we had already written off, so now I couldn't back out or it would be a complete fiasco. I smiled and sped up just a little so I could be on time and not be late. Goddamn Creed's got me, and I have perfect attendance.

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