Webs and Shadows

Chapter 07: Learning Curves

Harry didn't dare go out to New York now that his face was all over the news. So he mostly stayed home going over his homework. Or what work Gwen would assign him. No one discovered where he was living nor that he was friends with Gwen. He was sure her father would have flipped out and arrested anyone for stalking his daughter.

At nights Harry was getting used to web swinging. Gwen hadn't come on his patrols she spent most of her time trying to improve the web shooters. They would send their time tuning the web shooters to modify them to become better. Needless to say, they weren't having much luck. For one, they didn't have the right materials to improve their web shooters.

Harry was getting better with his patrols as well. He was able to figure out where the crime was being committed and learning to how to navigate the city in the dark. He still didn't have a proper suit. However if anything, he was becoming known as the 'Vigilante'.

Harry was inside his workstation. As he left everything in the open, it was a risky gamble in case Captain Stacy every came by to investigate his home. Though Harry made sure he didn't give him a reason to snoop around his penthouse. If anything, Harry was being the good citizen he's always been.

Given how he was a former thief, not professional mind you, he had a fairly good idea how to sneak around undetected. His years at sneaking around at night at Hogwarts caused him to mask his footsteps and his breathing. He was able to move silently through the halls many nights without getting caught.

Tonight he was swinging on patrol and the city was unusually quiet tonight. He passed by a building when he notices the shadow of a person running. Harry stops his swing and goes over to investigate. He swings over and lands on the building.

He spotted someone entering a jewelry store in a black outfit. From what he could see, the person was good at not triggering any silent alarms. Harry jumps down and crawls to the window. The person was very good at picking the locks the jewel cases and was pulling out diamonds and other gems into a bag.

Harry lowers his webbing down further down and could see the figure was a female. She was very slim and slender. She was putting a diamond necklace around her neck to see if it was a good match for her.

"Ahem." Harry said as he brings his hands up to a fake cough.

She turns around and looks at him.

Harry was immediately stunned. The female was incredibly beautiful. She had a full hourglass figure body. Her outfit was like a jumpsuit that showed off her curves perfectly. The front of her outfit had a V-cut showing off her large breast, that had no hint of any sagging to them. A mask was on her face, custom made goggles by the look of things, that had a yellow lens on it making it hard to see her eyes clearly. Two objects like pointed ears appeared from her hair.

"Well, the Spider, I've heard so much about." She said as she puts the diamond necklace into her bag.

Harry was instantly on guard. He never had to deal with such… a sexy criminal.

"What are you doing?" Harry asks trying to regain his composure.

"Helping myself. You should really see some of this stuff, Spider." The Cat said as she walks up to him. She was moving her hips back and forth in a seductive way.

"Yet it looks like, I've just caught a bad kitty." Harry said.

"Awe don't be like that. I like being naughty." The Cat said as she presses her finger against Harry's chest.

"You really are a bad kitty." Harry said as he slaps her hand away.

She reaches for his mask and attempts to pull it down. Harry grabs her hand to stop her.

"I like the mystery." Cat said as she lowers the mask to Harry's nose. She then kisses him on the lips.

Harry was taken back by this kiss and was about to close his eyes when he notices the Cat was keeping her eyes open. Harry knew she was trying to distract him. He then webs her feet to the ground. It was strange frenching kissing while being upside down.

"There Spider, that wasn't so bad was it." Cat said as she smiles at him.

"You tell me." Harry said as he pulls his mask back on and over his face.

Cat smiles and turns to leave only to find her feet wouldn't move.

"You were an easy catch." Harry said as he looks at her. "Though I got a free kiss out of it." Harry added.

The Cat attempts to break the webbing on her own. Yet to her dismay, she found no matter how hard she pulled she couldn't break free. Harry lands on the ground and his spider-sense came alive at once. Cat had thrown a punch at him and he dodges it.

She attempts several attempts to hit him but Harry quickly leaps over her and lands away from her and looks at her bag. It had large amounts of gems and diamonds inside of it.

Harry's spider-sense came alive at once again and he didn't even turn to look to see she had unraveled a whip from her waist and swings it down upon him. Harry leaps to the side and looks at her. She brings her whip back and attempts to hit him again. Only his spider-sense didn't give off a warning. She hits her feet and his webbing was slowly breaking apart. She keeps hitting the webbing and until she finally broke free from the webbing.

She rushes forward and cracks her belt-like whip at Harry. Harry leaps backward only to realized that her target was the bag. She grabs it and fires a customize grappling hook up towards the ceiling and heads up.

Harry fires a web line at her bag and manages to attach itself to the bag as she was at the ceiling windows. Harry pulls and the bag rips as the gems and diamonds all fell down and hit the glass containers. Cat looks back and she had a disapproving look on her face. Then she takes off. Harry leaps upwards and quickly tries to go after. He reaches the roof, only to see she was nowhere in sight.

Harry looks around and could see she was nowhere in sight.

He was going to need tracers to track people. Not to mention he was going to need a way to follow people into their hiding holes.

Harry lays on his back and thinks carefully.

She referred herself as a cat, even though Harry called her one. He would look into this later.

He gets up and swings back to his home.

Unkown to him, the Black Cat was on a water tower across the street and was watching him leave.

'Looks like I found someone interesting.' Black Cat thought with a smile. She puts her hand on her heart and could feel it beating very fast. 'I never thought I meet a guy like him. We'll see each other soon.' With that thought, Black Cat leaps off and heads to her home.

Harry lands in his penthouse to see Gwen was up making adjusts to her web formula. She was attempting to find ways to make it last longer and make it stronger.

Harry lands beside her and she didn't even jump out of her seat at his sudden arrival.

"Had a good night?" Gwen asks.

Harry removes his mask and sets it down.

"You could say that." Harry said.

Gwen looks at him then frowns.

"Who kissed you?" She demands.

Harry flushed and wonder how Gwen knew of the kiss. Then he must have realized there was lipstick smear on his lips.

"It's an… interesting story." Harry began.

"Do tell." Gwen said with a smug look on her lips.

Harry explained about the female cat burglar and how he caught her. How he stop her heist but she attempts to seduce him to allow her to get away, only for Harry for not fall for her charms.

"So this Black Cat… kissed you." Gwen said.

"Yeah, I have to be on guard around her." Harry said.

"You let her kiss you." Gwen repeated.

"Are you jealous?" Harry asks.

Gwen flush a shade of red. "Of course not." Gwen mutters.

"Anyway, I'm going to look her up." Harry said as he jumps up to the second floor and goes to his room.

Harry enters his room and pulls out his computer. He types in 'Famous Cat Burgulars in New York' and he got a hit.

'Jacob 'Jack' Walter Hardy'.

Harry reads it carefully.

'Among all the famous cat burglars to ever exist in New York City. None has ever been more successful than Jacob 'Jack' Walter Hardy. Famous for stealing from anyone he could get his hands on, including the mafia, various crime lords, to the millionaires living in the city, he has walked away in the estimates of 3.7 Billion Dollars. The money was never founded and much of his personal life was seized when he was caught. He currently serves time in prison at Ryker's Island. He is estranged from his Ex-Wife and daughter.'

Harry looks at the picture and sees it was an eight year old girl with blond hair. She didn't look happy. If anything she looks disappointed.

Harry looks at the date and realized this article was from ten years ago.

He looks further down to see further see what happen to Jacob Hardy. He apparently died three years later in a prison riot.

He looks for information on his daughter.

Felicia Hardy.

She had no criminal record and for the most part, lead a clean life. Harry hacks into public records and realized she was a senior at a high school. She had good grades. All A's. Was an honor student. Yet if Harry had to guess, she was a bit of a loner because of what her father did. Harry doubt she had any friends.

Yet Harry had to wonder if she was indeed the Black Cat.

Then Harry thought, what if her father death, was no accident. What if that prison riot had been orchestrated by someone else. To eliminate him. It would make sense, many crime lords did have ties in prisons and would have wanted him eliminated.

The prison systems had a different system than the police and but Harry knew he could hack into it.

He was buried in the prison yard yet the murder wasn't investigated. In the end, he was just buried then forgotten.

Harry knew at once something didn't add up. Only idiots would ignore a murder that happens. That meant the riot was indeed staged. Someone with serious pull wanted Jack Hardy murder and they wanted it to look like a causality of a riot.

He would need the actual footage of the prisons riots to see who was the killer.

Harry wonders just how powerful someone really was to bribe a prison. He was then questioning just how powerful the criminal syndicates were. Harry would have to investigate the criminal syndicates more thoroughly. The problem was, he had no one to help him begin his investigation. While he wasn't that stupid, he wasn't a detective.

Harry leans back in his chair and sighs. He was wondering what he was getting into. Normally the police would get involved and handle these types of things. Yet from what Harry's been able to observe over his time on the streets, was the police had little effect on the streets. Crime was ruling throughout the day and night. Police was having a hard time enough as it was dealing with so much crime.

The only clue he had so far was the 'Bigman' as a Crime Lord. When Harry went to search him up on the police database, they had nothing on him. Only his alias, the Big Man. Apparently, he was empowered by 'The Enforcers'. Four thugs who 'enforce' the Big Man's will.

Harry types on the computer and looks at crime syndicates.

Three people were listed at the top. Wilson Fisk aka the Kingpin. The Big Man, real name unknown. And a third. Silvio 'Silvermane' Manfredi.

Harry looks at them and realized that while they were well known criminals, no one was able to convict them as they were untouchable. For one, there was no liability witness to their crimes. The second was police couldn't tie them to any of their crimes. Even if they could arrest them, they had cops, lawyers, judges, and the prison's guards in their pocket. Meaning nothing would happen to them even if convicted. Not to mention no jury has ever convicted them as Wilson Fisk has been tried sixteen times.

Harry leans back and sighs.

He couldn't let these guys get arrested by the police. No jury would convict them if they feared for their lives. Even if they could get convicted, they had people in their pockets and connections in the prisons system. They live in luxury even if they had to official stay there.

Harry closes his laptop and thinks hard. He had enough to worry about it. Yet he needed information. He doubts Captain Stacy would tell him as he was investigating the criminal world himself. Even if he did have that information, it wasn't like he as allowed to share it with him. He was a civilian and he was no means a detective.

Yet that didn't mean he couldn't learn to be a detective. He doubts even Sherlock Holmes was a master detective right away. It took him years of practice and study at understanding criminology. Harry would have to do the same too. He didn't understand Voldemort overnight. He studied Voldemort's past with Dumbledore. Dumbledore explains things to the best of his abilities.

Harry would have to study the crime lords to great extent. He would need to learn all about them and learn how to beat them before beating them.

However, he was going to need a new suit. The current one he was wearing had a slice on his chest from Black Cat's belt whip. He manages to avoid it but he got lucky this time. He wasn't sure how tough his skin was against a weapon of that was meant to cut through skin. He wasn't so keen on finding out either.

Harry removes his sweater and throws it in the hamper. Harry was going to need really but the fabrics to make his suit.

"Hey Gwen," Harry called out.

"Yeah?" She replies back from the living room.

"Did you order something to eat?" Harry asks.

"There is pizza in the kitchen." Gwen replies.

Harry walks out.

"I thought I smell pepperoni." Harry said as he jumps down to the lower level.

He walks into the kitchen and sees that Gwen had four slices from an extra large pizza. The rest was sitting on the counter, getting cold. Harry touches a slice to feel it's temperature. Yep, most of the heat was gone. He was going to have to warm it up. Harry grabs four slices and puts them on a plate as he puts them in the microwave to heat them up.

"So have you told your parents yet?" Harry asks as he walks back into the living room where Gwen was drawing.

Harry looks at the drawing and knew at once this was going to be his outfit. It was mostly black, with an upper body part of red. A black spider symbol was placed on its chest. A pair of metal wrist brands that look to be a modified version of a web shooter was on each wrist.

"This is good." Harry said as he studies the drawing.

"Thanks. And no I haven't told my parents yet. It's hard to tell them that I'm planning on moving out in my senior year of High School." Gwen said.

"You better tell them soon. Not after school starts. It would be easier to tell them during the summer break." Harry said.

"I know. It's just hard to explain to them that I'll be moving in with you. My dad especially will flip out. He'll be against it I'm sure. The only thing I'll do is pull the number card on him. I'll be like 'hey dad he's hurting me can you come over'." Gwen said in a mock impression of herself in distress.

"If that happens, your father wouldn't even hesitate in throwing me in jail. Regardless of what riches I've got in my corner. I'm sure I could afford the best lawyers and your dad would still be all over my case." Harry said.

"That is true." Gwen said with a laugh.

"I'm going to bed." Harry said as he finishes his pizza.

"You going to see her again aren't you?" Gwen asks.

"She's a thief Gwen. Of course, I'm going to see her again." Harry said as he flips and jumps over the rail towards his bedroom.

Gwen had her own room in his place. They didn't sleep together because they fear they would never leave the bed and he and Gwen would be like rabbits in the sheets. Their first time they were compelled by instincts. They mated for a couple hours and Gwen had so many orgasms she couldn't stand up right away. Harry also came multiple times inside of Gwen. They were lucky Gwen didn't get pregnant as that would have been an interesting conversation with her parents.

They were trying to hold off the sex for now because they didn't want an accidental pregnancy. That would have been difficult to explain.

Harry removes his pants and climbs into bed. He remembers his time at Hogwarts room were temperature cold with spells to keep everyone warm at night.

Yet Harry wasn't ignorant of the muggle way. He remembers as a child he would always do something with technology and get good remarks from his teachers. Then Dudley would beat him up afterward for 'besting' him in class. Dudley was never that bright. Yet the Dursley's never like it when he bested Dudley in school. He remembers his first whippings from Uncle Vernon when he got all A's in a computer lab class in primary school, and Dudley had gotten a D's and F's. Mostly because he was goofing off and wasn't paying any attention. Uncle Vernon was convinced that Harry had 'sabotage' Dudley's school work. Dudley had a large smile on his face as Harry was whipped. He loved watching his father punish Harry.

Harry didn't know if the Dursley's were alive in this world. He had no desire to find out either. He didn't have good memories with the Dursley's and he didn't love them. He knew for sure they didn't love him either and prefer keeping their distance from Harry.

Though he was sure that was going to change, once they learn about his wealth. While they may not love one another, that didn't mean the Dursley's weren't greedy. He was sure if that newspaper went global, and reach the UK, they would be demanding money from him for 'living' under their roof and being 'taken care' of by them all these years. He knew they would call him 'ungrateful' but Harry didn't care. He was free of them.

Harry closes his eyes and drifts to sleep.

When Harry woke up it was five in the morning. Years of waking up at five in the morning at Hogwarts for his classes even after he had Astronomy was a hard habit to break. Even before that, he would wake up early at the Dursley's to cook their breakfast while his cousin would sleep in like he was a prince or something. The Dursley's always spoiled Dudley.

Harry wakes up and goes to the kitchen to makes some breakfast for he and Gwen to eat.

Gwen was a morning riser, yet she took longer than Harry to get ready. Harry knew from personal experience during his time at Hogwarts, girl love taking their time getting ready. Even more so during events or balls that went on. They would take nearly three to five hours getting ready.

Harry never understood why. He only took an hour to get ready. And prepares for everything the night before.

Harry shook his head and knew even after a hundred years have passed, girls would take forever in preparing for the ball.

Harry puts the eggs on his plate followed by a pair of sausage sticks with a T-Bone Steak and a pair of toast.

Just as Harry puts Gwen's plate down she came down.

Summer was almost over and Harry had his entry tests he had to take care of at Midtown High coming up soon. Even though he was studying, Gwen was already impressed with Harry's learning capabilities. He was starting to do Calculus II and he wasn't even in College yet.

Yet Harry still struggles with the basic chemistry skills.

Harry's skills if anything, were more technical than chemistry. Though he was starting to under the basics of physics, Harry wasn't sure if wanted to pursue physics in college, though Gwen was urging him to as Physics was something all scientist learn and it would greatly help him during his time as he was fighting thugs.

Gwen and Harry said nothing as they continue to eat. So they were fairly surprised to hear the doorbell ring.

"Is your dad coming over?" Harry asks.

"I don't know. He didn't say anything about coming over." Gwen said.

Harry stood up and walks to the door. He opens it and to his surprise, he sees a man he's never seen before. He was tall, with grey hair and deep piercing eyes.

"Can I help you?" Harry asks.

"Mr. Harry Potter, I'm presuming." The man said.

"Yes, what of it?" Harry asks. He was wondering how they got past the front door itself. Harry bought three floors of this building and it requires a special fog key to enter these levels. Security alone was pretty tight as this building only allowed certain people to enter.

"I am Ezekiel Sims. I'm the current CEO of WebCorps Industries. I'm here to talk to you about a business opportunity." He said as he introduces himself.

"I have no interest in a business right now, nor in investing in one." Harry said.

"Then perhaps it's best I speak to you as you are at night. Spiderman." Ezekiel Sims said.

Harry almost felt himself lose himself. Yet he remembers all the times Snape would breathe down on him for things he didn't do. "I have no idea what you're talking about. The Spiderman is an urban myth." Harry said calmly.

Ezekiel smiles at Harry. It was a gentle and kind smile.

"Good answer. However, I know you're the Spiderman. I followed you for the past few nights. It didn't take me long to figure it out. The webbing was ingenious. I don't think I could have ever come up with webbing." Ezekiel Sims said.

"I have no idea what you're talking about." Harry lied as calmly as you could.

Exekiel still smiles at him.

"Relax, I'm not here to blackmail you. I'm here to offer my assistance and resources to you. I can help you. Here, watch me." Ezekiel said as he bends down and flips up and lands on the ceiling. He was able to remain planted on the ceiling.

Now Harry was stun. He only wasn't expecting this.

Ezekiel flips down and lands gracefully in front of Harry.

"Can I come in. I rather have this conversation inside." Ezekiel said as he stands before Harry. Harry nods his head and lets him in.

"So what can I do for you?" Harry asks.

"I was wondering if you were interested in a career in business." Ezekiel said as he sits down on the couch.

"Not really no." Harry said honestly as he sits down. "I'm more interested in finishing school right now. Career business has never been on my agendas."

"You may not believe this, but it's important you choose your career now. The Daily Prophet has painted a target on you. Many businesses and corporations are going to come after you now because of your wealth. They're going to try to course you into working with them and give them your fortune. The only thing that's stopping them, is that no one knows where you live." Ezekiel Sims said.

"Except for you." Harry pointed out.

"I followed you through countless nights and used my resources to track you. It was hard, but it's possible. Right now, you're an urban myth. However, it won't be long until others will see you. Some will paint you in a light you may not like." Ezekiel Sims said.

"But I have no interesting in business investments." Harry said.

"Well, WebCorps is really a shell company. I'm apart of an ancient order. We call ourselves the Spider Society." Ezekiel said.

This was interesting. He's never heard of such an order.

"Explain." Harry said in a commanding voice.

"We have existed since the times of the crusaders. You didn't get your spider powers through one of the spider totems, but still, you have been given spider powers. You are going to need training to use your gifts. Do you know any fighting styles?" Ezekiel said.

"I know some boxing." Harry admitted. This was true. Before they parted ways and left on Harry's seventieth birthday, Dudley did teach Harry some means of boxing and made him work out with him. As a way to say thanks for saving his life. He didn't master boxing, but he did learn some means of fighting with his fist.

"Basic, but not enough. Boxing is good against one on one. When you have multiple opponents and given your current style, you're going to have to learn other fighting styles. I can already name a few you're going to need to learn. Savante, Kung Fu, Aikido, Brazilian Jiu-Jutsu, both Western and Kickboxing. Keysi and Krav Maga. I could go on, but you see the point." Ezekiel said.

"And you can teach me?" Harry said slowly.

"I can. Not to mention I have resources under me. Resources you need. I can tell you right now, running around in a black civilian clothing will only get you so far. It's like your running around in baggy spandex." Ezekiel said.

"I need a suit that is light, doesn't really have any weight to it, yet highly tear resistance." Harry said as he leans back in his seat.

"That will be easy to make. Have you're heard of the fabric known as memory silk?" Ezekiel asks.

Harry shook his head.

"I thought not. Few people alive know of this fabric. Even fewer know where to find it, and how to weave it. It's called memory silk because if you put an air current through it, it glides beautifully. It's also highly tearing resistance. Very hard to break once it's weave together. Another bonus we can add to your suit is Adamantine. Do you know what that is?"

"Isn't that fictional metal? Something about it being the metal of the Olympians?" Harry said.

"The metal itself is real. It's very rare to get ahold of. It's even stronger than Vibranium. It can be forge as the perfect shield or as the sharpest weapon there is. You may have heard of it in fictional work like Lord of the Rings. Mithril. Very light, yet as strong as you can get. It will protect you from armor piercing rounds to knife attacks. Light as a feather, yet nearly ten times stronger than steel." Ezekiel said.

This sounded too good to be true.

"What's the catch?" Harry asks.

"The thing about being a vigilante is you need solid alibi's to mask your movements. You have too many eyes on you right now. Daily Bugle is partly to blame since they did that article. Many corporations are trying to reach out to you to acquire your wealth. I will train you in business. Teach the trade. WebCorps is a business that does about everything. We have resources that you could use at your disposal. The only thing it would require of you is to be apart of WebCorps." Ezekiel said.

Harry frowns as he heard this. It wasn't a bad deal in general.

"You said you were apart of the Spide Society. Do I have to join?" Harry asks.

"It would be beneficial to you if you do join the Spider Society. We have many contacts and information you could use at your hands. Anything you want, we could get for you. Not to mention we can train you how to fight. I suspect you're going after criminals, we have a vast network that you could use. You're going to need a base of operations. It is unwise to make your home your base. I have many places in the city you could use as a base. Places, that have long been forgotten." Ezekiel said.

Harry knew this was a good deal. He needed training. He only had some training in western boxing. That was tips Dudley gave him as a reward for saving his life from the Dementor's.

"Fine, but if I don't like you and you orginzation, then I walk." Harry said simply.

Ezekiel smiles.

"Relax, if anything, I'm going to name you my successor. It's not a bad trade. You're wealth alone and your status as a noble makes sense for you to succeed in WebCorps." Ezekiel said.

"When do we begin?" Harry asks.

"Do you have any plans today?" Ezekiel asks.

"No, not really?" Harry answers truthfully.

"Harry, what's taking… oh… hello." Gwen said as she comes in.

"I didn't realize you had company." Ezekiel said.

"Yeah, she's like me, or should I say… like us." Harry said sheepishly.

"She's a spider too?" Ezekiel asks.

"Yeah," Harry said honestly.

"Want to explain how?" Ezekiel asks.

"Gwen can. I'll go upstairs to get the spider." Harry said as he flips upright and over the rail to the second floor as he enters the spare room where he and Gwen kept the 'Spider' information. They normally kept the room closed off to visitors given how much vital information was kept in that room. Harry opens the drawer and pulls out the jars with the dead spiders inside. He grabs both of them. Gwen's spider was a dark brown one, with hints of it turning black. His spider was black with red dots on it's back and belly. Harry was wondering if his spider was venomous. Or Gwen's for that matter.

Harry looks at the spiders carefully and he couldn't tell what species these spiders were.

Harry walks out of the room and returns downstairs where Ezekiel was talking to Gwen.

Harry jumps down and lands in front of them.

"She doesn't want to admit anything." Ezekiel said as he turns to Harry.

"Well to put the story short, Gwen, he knows who we are. He knows about our spider abilities." Harry said.

"How?" Gwen asks in confusion.

"He's been tailing me for a few nights apparently to discover who I was when I was the Spider." Harry answers.

"How could you not notice. Our spider-sense…"

"Spider-sense doesn't trigger another person who is blessed with the 'spider's' gifts. Those with spider abilities and powers cannot trigger another person with spider abilities and powers. You two must have noticed it by being around each other so much. Neither one of you could trigger each other's spider-sense when you're around each other. This power only works against those who doesn't have the spider-sense or any spider gifts." Ezekiel said.

"You mean there are others? Others out there like us?" Gwen said.

"In a way there are. Being blessed with an animal spirit gift is a rare thing. It happens in one in a million people." Ezekiel asks.

"How many other spirits are there?" Gwen asks.

"The Spider is the rarest. Not many people are blessed with this gifts. Our most hated enemy is the wasp. You must be wary of those from that Sisterhood of the Wasp." Ezekiel said.

"Sisterhood of the Wasp?" Gwen repeated. Harry was equally confused.

"Our powers work both ways. Either the wasp lands on the spider's web to become the spider's prey, or the wasp lands on the spider and kills it with its stinger. I know they're looking for their champion, the one who will inherit the Spider-Wasp. If they find this person, then they will become nearly unstoppable. They will be able to hunt us at will." Ezekiel said.

"The Spider-Wasp?" Gwen repeated.

"A nasty spiritual power. Just as it sounds like it's a dangerous power that works specifically against spiders. A spider hunter. I know it has only appeared twice in our long history. Each time, it has nearly brought the Spider Society to the brink of extinction. If it appears a third time, we could be in serious trouble." Ezekiel said.

"What is the Sisterhood of the Wasp goal?" Gwen asks.

"To enslave mankind." Ezekiel said.

"Enslave mankind? Then they're slavers?" Gwen says in surprise. Harry felt his hands roll up into a fist. He grew up a slave. He knew what enslavement meant more than any other person. When he was accepted into Hogwarts, he vowed to never be bond or chain again.

"Not exactly. You might know this, but almost every human being carries an 'insect gene'. During the crusades, the Sisterhood of the Wasp discovers a way to turn humans into drones. Mindless workers capable of doing what a 'Queen' wanted them to do. As you would imagine, their head is a woman, they would turn humans into drones to serve the Sisterhood of the Wasp." Ezekiel said.

"They would kill us wouldn't they, just for being associated with spiders." Harry said having guessed what they would do.

Ezekiel nods his head.

"They would indeed. If they capture you, they would torture you for information then kill you." Ezekiel said.

"In other words, you're fighting a war in the shadows." Harry said.

"Afraid so. This war has been raging for nearly fifteen hundred years. I believe you might be our champion. If you are, you might be the only one capable of fighting the Spider-Wasp." Ezekiel said.

"Why?" Harry asks.

"Only the Spider Champion can fight the Wasp Champion. We've always found our champions much later than the Wasps. If however, you really are our champion, then training you as soon as possible will be essential. I'm already sure, they're already starting to look into you due to your activities. It will not be long before they send an assassin to kill you both. Despite your great strength and abilities, they have great experience in killing spiders." Ezekiel said.

Harry thought for sure his abilities and gift gave him an edge. Now he was learning there was an organization that exists that was capable of hunting him. He was going to be in grave danger and couldn't run out at night carelessly. Harry knew it wouldn't be long until they send someone after him with serious skills.

The way he was now, he would be defeated.

"Come with me. The Spider Society specialize in many martial arts. Before you official take on the underworld, you're going to need training. I can already tell you, you won't last against their champions." Ezekiel said.

"When do we start?" Harry asks.

"We can start today. I'll take you to WebCorps, there you can learn about the company you will inherit. It will be yours to use and develop. I understand you're already a genius. I trust you can pick things up in no time." Ezekiel said.

Harry nods his head. He had a lot to learn.

Harry couldn't wait to get his suit up and running. He already an idea for his suit.

Author Notes: I hope everyone enjoys. Sorry for the long wait. As promised, I introduce Black Cat. No she won't be apart of a criminal syndicate in this story. I should say this now, but I'm sure some of you have guess from the character pairing, this will be a slight harem.

An interesting encounter next chapter between Harry and Black Cat.

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