Hostage Situation (Nathan Parker)

[Amber Wilson]

The sun was beating down on the busy streets of the city. People buzzed around standing by their stores. Some people stayed within the confides of their shops, but they still drew in costumers in by utilizing bright flashy signs or people dressed up as... things that were supposed to look like a cupcake but really looked like someone had take whatever was left at a fabric store after hours, sewed it together and told someone to wear it on the side of the street and dance. There were also a few people standing around taking pictures of those dancinhg people but then there were the teenagers standing around and pointing and laughing at those dancing fools. A blonde woman walked by and shot a quick glance towards the tourists who were taking picture with the dancing... cupcake? Funny thing was that it wasn't a look that said I hate you or what the hell is wrong with you, it was a look of desire. Amber wanted to burst into choreographed song and dance... like in those muscials.

Amber had been looking to score a few new high end guys... you know the big guns who paid the big buck. Well, a few weeks ago, she had been assigned a target. Some guy who was calling himself, Spider-Teen. Appearently he was causing a few people some trouble. People who were well conected enough to get amber in on a deal. They would pay her for killing this kid. Amber really didn't care if he was a kid, elderly woman or a little lost puppy, she just wanted some action and some moula! This was a big dea killing a hero. It was alway just some kind of political killing, never anything truely big. This was her shot to get into the big buisness. Making a nae for herself which didn't leave her in the shadow of her 'father'


Shoving her hands in her jacket pockets, Amber walked to the edge of the sidewalk from the street across from the bank. Raising her head, Amber allowed her eyes to follow up the very small building. Then Amber said blaintently with wide eyes. "Damn... that's one short building." One of the shop keepers standing behind her shook his head as he spoke. "No... really?" Turning around, Amber shot the man a death glare.

Kill him!

Yeah... i'm with reddy on this one!

With a smile driving across aAmber's face, she prepared to reach for her knife. Then shaking her head, Amber got control back from the red voice. With a kind smile and a nod, Amber returned her hand into her pocket and turned back towards the building and began crossing the street.

What are you doing?

Yeah!

We could have killed him!

Yeah!

"No we couldn't have... we're on the job... we need this hit. Okay? Deal with it."

Fine...

I'm not happy right now.

Rolling her eyes, Amber walked into the building. The two doors standing infront of her opened automatically. Amber slowly walked in keeping her hands within the pockets of the black trench coat which kind of made her look like Neo from the Matrix move, but that wasn't the point. Lowereing her head, Amber avoided the cameras which were kind of hidden in plain sight. Slowly, Amber made her way towards the front desk where two woman sat monitoring the many computors which most likely had some of the camera feeds from this place. Amber stopped at the desk and cleared her throat trying to get attention from one of the women.

It took them a couple of second, but eventually, the one who sat on the left side of the desk raised her head and smiled towards Amber. "Hello Mrs... how may I help you?" she said with an overly perky smile and a voice so sweet you could use it to make a cake. Rolling her eyes once more, Amber mached the girls smile and tone of voice and said. "Please walk around the desk, or I'm going to put a bullet between your pretty little eyes." The womans face turned from sweet to shocked in mere seconds. Reaching for the emergency button, Amber stopped her by reaching over the counter and grabbing the woman by the hair and pulling her over the counter.

The woman's feet dragged the remainder of the desk over with her. Small trinkits and note pads and phone numbers now laid scattered across the floor. The woman wore a nice medium sized black skirt and a nice buisness like dress shirt. Itwas a suit for women. The woman's long brown hair now laid free along her shoulder free from the terribel bun it had been up into. Adjusting her grip, Amber swung the woman around and now had her arm around the woman's neck. Using her free hand, Amber tossed her trench coat aside and revealed her skin tight costume. Flicking her head back, the hat she had been wearing fell to the floor along with the assoreted materials and reavealed her black and red face mask. Now, her hand moved with such speed and grabbed the gun which was being holstered in the holster around her waist behind her.

Swinging around, Amber made three perfect shots and killed the three security guards who had been standing around when Amber had entered the building. She also took a few seconds and shot out the four plainly positioned cameras. Now with their eyes and ears knocked out, Amber whipped around and faced the second woman who sat at the desk. The woman was near tears and shaken with fear. With a sadistc smile on her face, amber spoke. "Get up and walk around the desk." The woman did as such and took a seat near the other people who had been walking around the lobby. "Everyone... this is a stick up. You move you die... got it?" The group nodded and Amber smiled with joy. "Perfect."

[Nathan Parker]

Swinging through New York, Nathan smiled under the mask of his “Scrappy Spider-Teen” costume. He had been alternating between his three spider-teen costumes lately, but he kept going back to his Scrappy Spider-teen costume, because it was the first one he had ever used. The current costume he was wearing was blue top, that had a printed spider-emblem on it, black combat trousers, and his dad’s black mask, as well as black gloves. The web-shooters were hidden under his sleeves, and the trigger was in his palm, under his gloves. Swinging towards a big building, he shot a string of webbing at the top of it, and swung onto one of the perches that was around this building. Perching near the edge, he looked around the city, looking for any threats.

Looking at the city, Nathan decided he needed a bit of excitement right now. Diving off the perch, he waited until he was closer to the ground, and he then sent a strand of webbing towards a building close to him, and he swung forward, swinging from building to building. When he saw police cars heading towards a destination, he swung after them. One thing he had with him was two knifes used for fighting. While his father did not approve, he thought that having some weapons with him was a good idea. When he saw that they had stopped outside of an old building, Nathan landed beside them and asked one of the officers “Whats happening?” The officer explained about the hostage situation, and how they did not want to risk any of the hostage’s lives by going in.

Looking at the officer, Nathan said “I’ll get in through one of the air vents. I can get in that way, and then I’ll try and subdue that assailent.” As Nathan raised his right hand, he put his fingers into the signature pose that both he and his father used to activate the web-shooters, As the strand of webbing hit the top of the building, Spider-Teen soared upwards and landed on the wall. Crawling to the roof rather quickly, he looked at the vent and the metal coverage over it. Grabbing it, Nathan pulled them up with only a bit of strain. He then placed it near the vent, and crawled through it. As he had a genetic mutation, he was able to do most of the things his father could, and this included perfect equilbrium, superhuman agility, and most of his other father’s other abilities. When he got to a vent that allowed him to see the woman, he aimed his hand at her gun. He had managed to work the web-shooters into a way that allowed him to fire them in spheres and other ways. Activating his web-shooter, he shot a string of webbing at her gun, and this turned into a long line of webbing that engulfed both the gun and her hand. Pulling this vent up as well, Nathan dropped down, and landed on both his feet. He said “Try pulling the trigger. The tensile strength of my webbing keeps you from firing, unless you want to lose your hand. Kapeesh?” Cracking his neck, he said “Let them go, and fight me on your own.”

[Amber Wilson]

A mision was going flawless for once. Nobody was even arguing with her. They all simply dropped down and kinda started to cry and whimper in fear. The blonde woman stood and began to shift her position allowing her to view the entire rooms hostages. Amber;s hand tighted and gripped the hair of the woman who had been sitting on the other side of the desk. Her whimpers were loudest of all... probably because she was the one who was closest to the psychotic woman who was weilding a gun. Well maybe that and the fact that she was probably deafened by the blast from the gun. Although amber had been the one who fired the shots, she had grown used to the sound of gunfire... it was almost like an aqquired taste, but only for sound.

A smile of victory slid across the blonde womans face as she stood over the people who laid on the ground. As long as the teen noticed this little schtick of hers, she was as good as gold.

We are so getting in with the big guys.

Hell yeah!

Just then, strands of webbing shot from the ventalation shafts. the webbing landed straight on Amber's gun hand and stuck the gun into her hand and covered the gun itself. Averting her attention to the vents, she watched as the vent dropped and was soon followed by a teen. The kid landed on both his feet and stood up. He was a bit shorter than Amber... at least from this angle he was. The kid finally spoke. amber was a bit suprised at the fact that he wasn't having voice cracks. She laughed behind her facemask. this kid was barking orders at her. Well kind of... they were more like warnings.

With a sadistic smile plastered across her face, Amber spoke back to the kid. "Sure.... they can go free... but you need to stay for sure. This whole shin dig was planned all for you. but please give me some credit, I did plan this... a little bit." Then with her smile growing even bigger, she thrust the woman towards the teenager and pulled the trigger to her gun which diod exactly what he said it would do. The webbing was removed, but her hand and gun were blown to smitherines. Amber bit down on her toung and held back a yelp of pain. Dropping to one knee, she covered her hand. It wasn't long until she had burst into hysterical laughter. Allowing her hand to be seen, a layer of bones and muscles and all that other fun stuff began to grow around the area wher eher hand used to be. "Didn't I tell you, I have a healing factor."

[Nathan Parker]

Beneath his mask, Nathan looked at the woman. She seemed to be insane, and if she was, that might work to Nathan’s advantage. He was entirely sane, and he could sense danger. As well as that, his Spider-sense was linked to his reflexes, meaning that he could easily dodge any gun-fire this girl might use. However, he was very suprised, and also confused when she threw the hostage she had been holding towards him. Grabbing the hostage, he turned his face away as the girl did exactly what he had told her not to. Putting the woman down, Nathan said “Get the other hostages out. I need to stop this assailent. Just take all of the hostages out.” The woman nodded, and said a quiet thank you. She quickly took the other hostages out of the building.

Nathan cracked his neck and turned to the girl. However, he was very suprised, and frightened when the girl’s hand, which had been blown to bits, was regrowing! She must have had some sort of regenerative healing factor. This fear was confirmed when she said "Didn't I tell you, I have a healing factor." Nathan was a bit afraid now, but he knew that he had the advantage of his enhanced strength, speed, agility, reflexes and all his other powers. Putting his hands into his pockets, he drew out his two combat knives. He was adept at using them, and he was going to fight this girl with all of his strength and meta-human powers and skills. Even if he had to fight with his normal unarmed fighting style, he was fairly sure he could take the girl on.

Looking at the girl, Nathan said “You took hostages just so you could take on me. That is one of the most stupid, insane and completly and utterly exasperating. If you had attacked me when there were no hostages, I would not be very angry with you. But, you tried to hurt innocent people, and you are about to see the full wrath and extent of my powers. I bet you’ve been hired to kill me, but you should be hired to run and cry from me.” This was one of the pre-fighting banters Nathan tried to began with an enemy. Twirling the knives, he took two steps backwards, and he then tensed his legs and leapt through the air towards the girl. WIth both his knives outstretched, he was going to try and cut either her arm or newly-regenerated and healed up hand.

[Amber Wilson]

The girls hand slowly began to mend itself. The bones regrew while it slowly began to be laced by veins and soon enough, the muscle covered that followed by the various layers of skin. When Amber's hand was finally completely healed, she slowly rolled all of her fingers inwards and allowed them to form a fist. The smile on her face was truely insane. Once her hand had been folded into a fist, she tightened her grip and allowedher fingers to crack. With a smile of delight, she made a few sounds which kind of resembled that of if you were sniffing a delicious smelling pie. As she did so, Amber shut her eyes tight and allowed her mind to wander.

Shutting out the sounds and smell from around her, Amber retreated into a state of mind where she was content and alone... well as alone as you could get with two other voices in your head.

Um... Amber? The hostages are escaping.

You think she doesn't know that?

Well she kinda just shut her eyes and ignored them.

Your an idiot sometimes you know that right?

Sometimes?!

I'm sorry, did I offend you? Would you rather always? Fine... your always an idiot.

Don't need to be so mean.

Slowly, Amber opened her eyesand gazed forwards and looked straight at the boy who stood infront of her. With a smile on her face, she watched carefully as the boy reached back and slowly removed two blades. With a single eyebrow raised, she slowly analyzed his stance. Thatwas his first mistake, he was using blades to fight Amber. Little did he know, Ambe rwas trained in the art of blade fighting.... knives to be more specific. So whatever this guy threw at her, she could read him like a book.A few words of meaness were spat towardsAmber, but she simply shrugged them off and made note of his position. He twirled his knives around and took two steps back. Then, the muscles in his legs gave away his next move. He was going to lunge forwards with his blades pointing outwards. With a smile on her face, Amber quickly repositioned her feet and took two short strides back to avoid his reach. The boy lunged forwards and did exactly what she thought he would. Then, she brought her knee forwards with hopes of a good knee to the face.

[Nathan Parker]

Nathan cracked his neck as he saw the girls hand fully mend and regenerate. If she was still able to feel pain and feel the pain of getting hurt, Nathan could use that to his advantage. He could try and overload the pain sensing feature of the brain to stall her and allow the police to take her into custody. As he flew through the air towards her, he noticed she had went back a few steps, and raised her knee. If he didn’t react verry quickly, he’d get a busted nose. Dropping the knives, Nathan throw his right hand forward, and also his left hand. However, his left hand was pointed above the girl.

As a shot of webbing was fired and landed on the wall, Nathan raised his head slightly, and grabbed onto the girls knee. Pushing himself above her, he swong over her head, is feet only inches away from hitting her. As he swung towards the wall, he stretched out his feet, and they made contact with the wall. He stood parallel to the ground on the wall, and he turned, so his face was facing the floor. Looking up from the ground towards the girl, Nathan said “So, you have a very powerful and accelerated regenerative factor. Big deal. I knew a guy who had one, except he was a comic book character! But you, you’re just a nutjob. That is all I need to say about you.” As he finished saying that, he aimed both his hands at the girl.

Putting his fingers into the position he used to fire his webbing, Nathan managed to project the webbing into small projectiles. Using these projectiles was not easy, and it took an effort for Nathan to fire them this way. He had managed it right now, because he was using the special modified web-shooters that fired projectiles when his wrists were also thrusted forward, which was exactly what he had done. As the projectiles shot at the girl, Nathan tensed his legs and leapt from the wall towards this nutjob. Balling his right hand into his fist, he propelled it forward. If he managed to punch her, he would be able to stop her from escaping. He was using half of his strength, which meant he was about to punch with the strength needed to lift three tons. Unless this girl had some sort of enhanced durability, she would take a lot of damage and pain. Even blocking his punch would hurt her.

[Amber Wilson]

This kid had skill and was definatly not to be underestimated. Just when Amber thought she had him exactly where she wanted him, he was all over the place. First thing he did was he dropped his weapons and stuck out his hand. He first caught Amber's knee with his right hand while his left hand flew past her head. Wide eyed, Amber heard a 'thwip' sound ring from his wrist. The blonde woman felt soem mild pressure against her knee as he pushed off her and swung over her head. His feet were hanging just low enough for him to just miss her head. As h swung, Amber raised her head and turned her body allowing her to keep visuals on her opponenet.

The boy was swinging towards the wall. The boy placed his feet against the wall and released the webbing. The boy stayed standing the wall and looking directly at the floor. Tilting her head, Amber was puzzled at the boys powers. He then raised his head and looked towards the psychotic blonde. "Damn that's cool!" She said just as he began to speak. He commented on her mental state and her powers and then shot two projectiles at her. Wide eyed, Amber turned and dove forwards. As seh did so, Amber grasped onto the boy's daggers. Gripping them tight in her hand, she allowed her hands to adjust to their weight and their shape.

Standing up quickly, Amber whipped around and face the boy who was now shooting forwards. With a smile on her face, Amber tossed one of the blades into the air while she twisted the other into her hand and held the blade. Winding her arm back, Amber thrust forwards the dagger in hopes of it landing either into the boys head or his shoulder... even his hand would do.