(yawwwwwn another disclaimer not my characters. blah blah blah this is a parody blah blah, eighteen years of age or older to read. blah gab.)
PROLOGUE
A rather thin man stood in the middle of a large room. The room was an office at the top floor of the tallest skyscraper in New York. Devoid of furniture, except a large desk by the window and a couch at the far corner. A few large plants stood at the window corners and a few feet from the door. The only light being used was that of the setting sun through the window
Wire thin glasses hung loosely off of his nose. He read a twenty-four-page report aloud. Clear, concise and devoid of emotion. The Kingpin sat in a large leather chair facing the window. Smoke from his cigarette drifted in the air above of him. After hearing the report he dismissed his aide with a wave of his large hand. The man swiftly left the room locking the door behind him.
"Well?" Kingpin said.
Sebastan Shaw emerged from the shadows and walked to the large window overlooking the city of New York. His hands clasped loosely behind his back.
"Your informants are good Wilson. The report is accurate. Save for one small detail." Shaw said, his body remained motionless as he stared out of the window.
The report told a story about the death of a demon called Nastrh. And his female ally. The Goblin Queen. The report stated the causes behind much of the city's malfunctioning electronics, and the weird way inanimate objects came to life.
"I hate magic." The Kingpin said taking a long drag from his cigarette. It wasn't the chaos or the millions of dollars Mr. Fisk lost due to the Inferno that upset him. It was the unknown, there was something out there that he knew nothing about, and therefore could not control. And control is the name of the game.
"Sinister is still alive. He let the X-men believe Cyclops killed him. He lives and he will rebuild. And ultimately he will threaten your empire." Shaw said staring motionless out the window.
"You suggest an alliance." The Kingpin said.
"We are old friends Wilson. I have tried to talk you into joining before."
"I'm not a mutant Sebastan, I don't have the bloodline to become a part of the inner circle. Nor do I wish to."
"It is not about Mutants anymore. It is about power." Sebastan dropped a card on the desk. And turned for the door. It was an invitation to the Hellfire Club's Cardinal Lord meeting.
"Rules change Wilson, the old ways of the inner circle are coming to an end, if we are to take our place at the top of the world then these changes must take place now."
Shaw said as he opened the large eight-inch thick door. Fisk put his cigarette out still staring out the window. "I'll be there." He said and reached for his phone as Shaw left.
The stone-faced man with the glasses picked up the phone.
"Find Electra." Kingpin said. He stood up after hanging up the phone and smiled. The Hellfire Club was about to get a new White King.
His spider sense began going off when he entered the warehouse and got stronger the closer he came to the ominous wooden door. The room was dark, only the dim light of the moon kept the room from being black. An eerie fog that had crept off the ground from the polluted streets of Manhattan seemed to find a home in this warehouse.
Spyder-man could see the cat-like eyes of Puma all too clearly.
"Where is she?"
"You sound upset. Good your hate will make you careless, but rest assured when you are breathing your last breath your beautiful wife will be mine." Puma lunged, and the two warriors knew that this would be their last battle. Puma had once again misjudged his nemesis. Kidnapping his wife would make him angry, careless, and ultimately dead.
Spyder-man knew Puma would set him up in an environment favoring the cat, dark, with lots of objects to avoid, his spider-sense would take care of the booby traps and the infra red goggles he put on under his mask would even the odds.
Puma never stood a chance; Spyder-man's hatred did everything but make him vulnerable. While the cat never touched him, Spyder-man laid blow after blow on Puma's now bleeding face.
"Never again will you threaten myself or Mary Jane." Spyder-man said and walked toward the crippled, bleeding body of the cat. It was time for Puma to put his plan of escape into motion.
Suddenly from nowhere pumpkin bombs began exploding around the two warriors. They came in such rapid succession Spyder-man was hard pressed to avoid them all. In the Puma's battered state he fared even worse. The spider hid behind one of the many crates, observing the damage of the shrapnel that had grazed his arm.
"Hobgoblin you fool, you will die for this." Puma growled.
"I am afraid our demonic friend is already dead, and I saw he no longer had need for his ridiculous weapons. But as you can see I modified them a bit."
"Octopus! What are you doing here?"
"My lackey Rhino provided details of your recent exploits. It was simple to discover your current whereabouts. Did you not think I considered your act of aid to be that of future betrayal?" Puma began to rise but suddenly four arms wrapped around his body.
"What the? Is this some kind of joke Octopus? These are, are,"
"Confused, my feline friend, they are reptilian. And though not as powerful as my steel reinforced arms they are just as deadly." An insane smile came over octopus's pudgy face and the Puma began to feel the slimy tentacles crush the life out of him. With his arms pinned to his sides he snarled at his tormentor.
"I am not afraid to die Octopus the question is do you think you can kill me? And if you fail, what then will happen to you?" The Puma did his research he knew Octopus had many fears. He also knew that behind the intelligence and bravado he was a coward.
SNAP!!!! "arrrrrgggghhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!" Puma's back was bent in half and then back again Octopus's outstretched arms brought the traitor close to him so their eyes were inches apart. Blood trickled out of Puma's mouth and he realized this was not the same man he met three days ago.
CRACK!
Octopus watched the life drain from his enemy's eyes and dropped his lifeless body to the hard floor. It was a new sensation it seemed his new arms, a gift from the Goblin Queen was quite sensitive to touch and emotion. He could actually feel Puma dying. Those same arms could also detect blood--Spyder-man's blood.
"Come out my respected enemy, surely you are not afraid of Octopus."
Webbing encircled the grinning villain and the Spider walked towards him fists clinched. Silent, deadly, like Octopus, something had changed the Spider. No mocking raptor, no jumping around to trick and confuse the enemy, instead he approached Octopus with seething fury. A powerful blow to Octopus knocked him out instantly. And the Spider walked three steps towards a door he was certain Mary Jane was behind.
Spyder-man suddenly began to feel dizzy. The room was spinning; he began reaching for something, anything to keep him on his feet. But soon the room went dark.
"Welcome to the land of the living Spider. The pumpkin bombs were laced with a mild poison not enough to kill you but make you very sick."
"Where is she?"
"The girl? She is right here. I won't harm her I have what I want. You see the poison's first effect was rendering you unconscious but it is the side effect I found most inspiring.
When this day is over you will be free to go but you will be quite addicted to the drug known as heroin."
"Please don't do this." Came the cries of the sobbing woman. It was then that Octopus really noticed her beauty. Octopus has committed many crimes but rape was beneath even him and yet his arms began twitching and moving slowly towards the young woman.
"Keep those things away from me." She said as one of the arms began moving up her long legs. Another arm moved menacingly over head. She started to push the grotesque thing away until she noticed it was paying more attention to the ropes around her wrists.
"Hmmm interesting, it seems my new tentacle arms have a will of there own." He said after the arm freed his captive.
"Can't you control these things?" Mary Jane said, as a second tentacle joined the first in circling her legs.
"I can but they seem to respond to my desire, and I desire you."
"Never! Get these damn things off of me." She screamed as one of the arms slipped under her short dress.
"OCTOPUS!!!!!! YOU WILL DIE FOR THIS." Spyder-man screamed.
One arm moved under her thin blouse, the tiny pores seemed to softly suck her flesh until the larger pore found what it was looking for. Mary Jane jerked involuntarily when the pore began sucking her nipple. A second arm sensing it's brother's pleasure quickly searched her second breast until finding its goal. Mary Jane was using all of her strength to push the two tentacles away, and realized it was hopeless. Nothing it seemed could stop the tentacles from exploring her body. While the two arms seeked pleasure from her breasts, another had slipped inside her panties; the sudden wet contact of the green arm sent a chill through her body. As the tentacle rested against her private area one of the pores had sought out and found her clitoris. Sucking on it as the arm moved slowly back and forth.
"Oh my god stop this please. For the love of god stoooommmmmpphhhh!"
The last tentacle sought out her full red lips and entered her mouth not enough to gag her but her cheeks bulged at the tentacle's entry. The arm left her mouth and slid down her back and began sliding her skirt down until it squeezed itself into the crack of her tight ass. An involuntary shudder shot through her body as the constant sucking on her breasts caused her nipples to harden. This seemed to excite the arms. The tentacle between her legs began flicking against the slit of her vagina. Mary Jane jumped at the contact the tentacle made against her clitoris.
The tentacle that was sliding back and forth on her ass had was now moving between her legs forcing them apart. Like partners sensing one's intentions the tentacle playing with her clit moved aside and its brother slithered upward between Mary Jane's trembling thighs.
Looking down, Mary Jane saw what the arms wanted to do to her. She sucked in her breath in horror.
"No ... no, Please god ... Not that." she jerked and twisted trying to avoid the inevitable contact. Mary Jane clutched the two tentacles that were having their way with her breasts when the tentacle made contact, entering her. Yellowish fluid seeped from the tentacle pores as it moved slowly in and out of her tight vagina. Her eyes glazed over as six inches of the thick reptile arm slithered inside her.
Suddenly Mary Jane's body convulsed, and jerked and she found herself grinding her hips downward against the tentacle. The other arms began moving rapidly about her body seeking any and all orifices that would satisfy its urges.
The room was spinning for Spyder-man his vision seemed to come and go he was sure his wife was being violently raped but could no longer hear her screams. Was she dead? He couldn't hear Octopus either, just low sucking sounds.
Mary Jane cried out as the bestial outrage continued on her convulsing body. The tentacle snaked in and out of her wet vagina. Finally the arm sunk into her eight inches deep and the pore sucked her clit, as the tentacle jerked and twitched. Juices flowed down her legs, her own and the green arm that had it's way with her.
The other tentacle penetrated her anally allowing its own juices to lubricate her. The lewd obscene sucking sounds filled the room as Mary Jane's husband laid immobile a mere twenty feet away wishing desperately his eyesight would return. He had not heard one sound from Mary Jane in what seemed like an eternity.
She would have screamed in disgust. And the pain, and would have screamed even louder when the tentacle pulsating inside her seemed to cum, but her pretty mouth was being violated by another arm. While one tentacle slipped out of pussy another that had been sucking her tits moved in rapidly to take its place. She jerked her hips forward when the green arm made contact. Her hands held the tentacle that was probing her mouth and she began sucking on it moving her head back and forth to the rhythm of the two arms now penetrating her ass and moist pussy.
Suddenly the tentacle pulled out of her mouth and began moving itself between her full breasts. The merciless abuse continued on her perfect body until she grabbed Octopus's green shirt and pulled him against her biting into his shoulder. Yellowish liquid spurt from the tentacle between her breasts splattering her chin. Simultaneously the other two twitching arms convulsed and quivered sending warm fluid into her vagina and anus. Mary Jane's body was wracked with orgasm after orgasm as she held on to Octopus with tightly clenched fists.
Mary Jane was coming back to reality when she felt the thick head of Dr. Octopus's cock against her opening, it was warm, no hot, unlike the wet slimy tentacles the cock of Octopus seemed be seething.
"Do you want me to fuck you Mary Jane? "
"NO!" she screamed not relinquishing her hold of his shirt. Octopus stuck the head of his cock into her and watched her eyes disappear into the back of her head. Her mouth slightly opens her lips just barely touching his. Octopus's arms now satisfied lay limply at his side, retracted so only a foot or so protruded from his body. He held the collapsing girl by the waist and withdrew the warm cockhead that she so craved.
"I will ask you one more time do you want me to fuck you?" his lips curled in a snarl when her eyes half shut met his. "Yes." She whispered more of a prayer than a statement.
The Spider could see, though his eyesight was blurred. Octopus was holding his wife; her blouse was bunched up over her breasts her skirt was on the other side of the room and her white-laced panties lay at her feet. She had her hands on his chest trying to push him away. Spyder-man cursed the drug as the hallucinations began taking over. His beautiful wife wrapped her arms around the neck of his enemy and kissed him hard on the mouth he could clearly see their tongues swirling against the other. As he shook his head to rid himself of the drug inducing vision Mary Jane sucked Octopus's tongue into her warm mouth.
"Fuck me please put it back in, please I ... OH GAAAAWWWWDDDD!!!" she screamed when his balls smashed against her ass his entire cock plunging into her in one stroke. Her arms were around his neck and her sobbing, drooling mouth hung on his shoulder, as she wrapped her long young legs around his overweight body.
The two lovers fell to the ground as Dr. Octopus ground his hips in a circular motion; his thick curly pubic hair entangling with her triangle shaped mound. Together they ground their pelvises together Octopus shoving his thick tongue into her sucking bulging mouth.
"YES, YES, FUCK ME FUUUUUUCKKKKKK MEEEEEEEE!!!" she screamed. The spider banged his head against the wall to stop the hallucinations. Only it wasn't a dream or a vision caused by drugs. His worst enemy was on top of his wife while her hot body was twisting and writhing in reckless abandon, low animalistic moans came from deep down her throat as she wrapped her arms and legs around him.
"Oooohhhh,,, mmmyyyyyygaaaawwwdddd...." She purred through clinched teeth.
Meeting his every thrust their lips met as he shot his load deep inside the quivering model.
Two hours later Mary Jane awoke. Her mind freed from the drug. Twenty feet away from her was her husband Spyder-man. His mask was on the floor. And Dr. Octopus was laughing. Saliva emitted from Spyder-man's mouth as the heroin drug had taken full effect.
"You said you were going to let us go." Mary Jane said.
"I will let your husband go. Your junkie husband ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."
"You're mad." She screamed running to Peter.
"You will be my wife. You love me you proved it by allowing me to get you pregnant."
"What, I'm on the pill, and you drugged me. The only reason you were any good is your tentacles they are something else. Without them your pathetic." She yelled holding Peter's slobbering face against her bare chest. Octopus swung his hand slapping her hard against the face. She fell backwards hitting her head on the hard floor.
The room was spinning, and as thousands of little stars circled her head she felt like vomiting. Octopus leered over her when suddenly from the shadows a figure appeared.
"SCRAAAWWWWWWWWWWW" came the loud-pitched cry from above. The high-pitched sound was a nightmare to hear, like a thousand screaming birds. A nightmare to some, to Mary Jane it sounded like the sweetest of nightingales. The Vulture's plummeting form hit Octopus square in the chest, driving them both out the window and into the bright sunshine.
Mary Jane used this opportunity to free her husband. Discarding his Spyder-man costume she led him out of the warehouse. He needed medical attention and fast.
Meanwhile Octopus had the Vulture in a death grip, not unlike the one he used to kill the cat.
"This is the way I killed the last traitor any last words?" the sneering octopus asked. The Vulture craned his neck and in one vicious move bit down on one of the squeezing tentacles. The Vulture's jaw was like an iron vice. A large chunk of green flesh was ripped out of the tentacle and spit across the room. Octopus screamed and his tentacles began flaying uncontrollably, hitting the Vulture and knocking him across the room.
The green pored arms struck everything including Octopus's head. Breathless and his head pounding the Vulture launched himself at Octopus impaling him on one of the broken crates. Blood gushed from his chest and mouth. The old man in the bird suit stepped back and watched Octopus shake and go into convulsions.
"Al????" it was the sweet voice of the only person who ever dared love him for the man he could be and not what he was.
"I ... am ... dying..." he said and shot upward out of the skylight and into the sky. Mary Jane stood there alone her husband was being rushed to a detox center. The police were removing two bodies from the warehouse that of Octopus and Puma. And she wondered how much of this she could take she knew marrying Peter would be a risk. It wasn't until now she realized how much of a risk.
EPILOGUE
Peter would make a full recovery, and the hospital allowed his wife to bring him home. He lay on his wife's lap safe and secure the only man who knew his secret was dead. As was his oldest enemy neither by his hand. But by there own greed and lust.
A soft tap on the window caused them both to look up. The Vulture stood outside their thirty-six-floor window. Mary Jane opened the window and seeing his pale form asked if he was all right. Silently he picked her up and standing on the windowsill looked at Parker.
"Look Vulture I know you saved me but you're sick, put her down. I may be weak but I have had it with you guys constantly coming into my private life." He said moving faster than the Vulture could react.
"Now let her go." He said holding the old mans wrist.
"Peter, I don't think the Vulture has long to live. Let him go."
"Then we'll get him to a hospital."
"No!" the Vulture said. "Mary Jane I want to..."
"Hush" she said putting her finger to his lips.
"Look just come down from there and we will get you some help." Peter said still holding his wrist.
"Peter let him go. I'm going with him. We formed a bond when you were in Chicago."
"But honey he." Parker never finished his sentence the Vulture was off the windowsill and Mary Jane was clutching him tight. Not so much as fear from being over forty floors up, but affection.
Three miles way on a rooftop the Vulture laid Mary Jane down on an old mattress they said nothing as he lay on top of her. He rested on his elbows while staring deep into her green eyes. His pelvis moving in slow deliberate strokes. The old man grinded into Mary Jane's accepting body as she showered his toad like face with kisses. A long deliberate slow fuck, until he shot cum deep inside her tight belly. They lay together for an hour as if they had done this a hundred times before.
She helped him dress, they both knew he was too weak to fly. Mary Jane called for an ambulance she knew there would be questions but right now she didn't care.
Al Toomes flickering eyes looked up at the angel as his life drained away. He wiped the tears from her eyes.
"This is the happiest I have ever been I love you. Peter is a very lucky man..."
Mary Jane leaned forward and kissed the Vulture softly on the lips and brushed her hand over his eyes closing them forever.
A barrage of reporters followed the super model, microphones in her face.
"Mrs. Watson Parker what is your relationship with the known convict the Vulture?"
"He was seen leaving the scene of the notorious death of Octopus and Puma."
"Any comment, anything?"
They stood there outside the hospital doors microphones hanging helplessly at there hips while the beautiful silent actress got into a limousine and went back home to her husband.
EPILOGUE 2
Electra stood over the dead bodies of Cole and Skullbuster. The hunters were being hunted and they didn't even know it. They were Reavers; they worked for Donald Pierce. He was the current White King of the Hellfire club; Shaw wanted him out but was not quite ready for a confrontation between him and his cyborg mutants. The Kingpin however had no such qualms. He sent his two best assassins Electra and Bullseye. An odd couple considering Bullseye had killed Electra. She was revived and she climbed the mountain and she was pure. And she was bored to death. One evening she decided to return the favor and hand Bullseye's heart to him. She finally caught up to him during his battle with Daredevil. The man without fear was knocked unconscious when he was surprised by his former lover's sudden appearance. The battle between Bullseye and Elektra sparked something deeper than hatred between the two. Passion.
By the time Daredevil awoke, His hated enemy was holding Elektra by the shoulders as he rammed his hard cock into her from behind. She grunted and purred like a cat in heat.
Daredevil could hear their hearts racing. Elektra told Bullseye she loved him and that she had always loved him. He smiled as he came inside her. Daredevil knew he lost her for good and sheepishly walked away.
That was one year ago.
Pierce's long cyborg arm reached for Elektra and cold iron hands began to squeeze her neck.
"Now you little bitch, I am going to send you back to your boss in little piecegggggghhhhhhhhhhhhh..." Pierce let go of Elektra and clutched his throat. He looked down at the blood soaked playing card that had just sliced his throat. Bullseye walked up to the leader of the Reavers holding a large sword.
"Recognize this?"
Pierce recognized the sword it belonged to Lady Deathstrike. If Bullseye had it than she must be dead. Pierce tried to say something but blood was filling his lungs. Bullseye brought the sword down splitting Donald Pierce's head in half.
Covered in blood the two lovers kissed.
THE CLUB
Two days later:
The Kingpin walked into the large mansion instructing his bodyguards to remain outside. Shaw, Emma Frost and Selene stood in the main hall.
"He's a big man, lot of substance I should kill him now." Selene said.
"Mr. Pierce is dead, my colleagues think you had something to do with it. Killing a member of the Inner Circle is a death sentence Kingpin." Shaw said.
Kingpin stood stoic, he lit a cigarette and blew the smoke in Selene's direction.
"I see, any witnesses?" he asked knowing the answer.
"Scan him Emma." Selene said.
"I already did, the Kingpin had no direct involvement." The White Queen said and smiled as she looked over at Sebastan. Selene knew she was lying Pierce was an ally of the vampiric witch, together they could keep Shaw in line. But now Pierce was gone and the power struggle was not going her way. She left the mansion but not before giving everyone involved an evil stare.
"She didn't seem too happy." Wilson said, as he walked with Shaw and Frost to another room.
Seated in the far corner of the room was a bearded man. Fat obese not like the Kingpin who's body was like iron. No Leland was just plain fat. But he had his uses his power to alter mass seemed silly but at times it proved invaluable. Between his outstretched legs a young woman with jet-black hair who was Asian, (the Kingpin guessed Vietnamese or Korean) was sucking his cock with long drawn out strokes it was obvious she enjoyed what she was doing.
"Her name is Karma." Emma said referring to the girl between Leland's legs.
"She was comatose after her visit to limbo. I brought her back to the land of realty. As you can see she is quite grateful.
"Several of the New Mutants who came back from that hell called Limbo have joined us.
It seems the good fight of the X-men isn't enough anymore." Shaw said.
The new White King sat at a large dinner table with Ms. Frost and Sebastan Shaw.
Shaw spoke first. "We have pawns in high places, political circles if you will. We want you to be in those circles. After a time your position as crime lord will fade into obscurity giving you the freedom to expand your own empire."
"And what does Sebastan Shaw receive? Certainly you have your own agenda." The Kingpin said, setting down his wineglass.
Shaw smiled and looked at Emma.
"In time Mr. Fisk we will want you to run for congress, once there you can place laws that will help our cause, and yours." The White Queen stated.
"It will take time, the American people are not stupid, we will need an ally, an ally that can influence millions." The Kingpin said and paused.
Shaw smiled as the large man pulled a newspaper from his jacket and laid it on the table. At the top of the paper a name was circled in red. J.J. Jameson, publisher.
"He will be that ally.
"Welcome to the Inner circle Kingpin." Emma Frost said lifting her glass in a toast.
"Or should I say Congressman Fisk." They laughed as their glasses met in unison.
EPILOGUE THREE
The Kingpin walked into his office greeted by his aide. The thin man pushed his glasses up and addressed his boss.
"Someone to see you sir."
"No one is allowed in here" the Kingpin said looking down at the man he calls Mr. Fixit.
"I thought in this case you would make an exception." Fixit said.
Kingpin glanced over his shoulder at the woman in the black form fitting tights.
Fixit had already let himself out before Kingpin spoke.
"Felicia? What can I do for you."
The Black cat smiled. "Spyder-man, I want him." She said.
The Kingpin made himself a mental note to give Fixit a raise.