Answers to reviewers' questions or statements:

Superior Tennyson: I think this latest arc with Norman's gonna end with Spider-man in an even darker place.

Fenrir44: I can say Wanda will, Polaris will be with Iceman at one point.

Adtr509: Those little blue guys will be cropping up a lot in this story, sometimes at the most random times.

Jaune Black Smudge: That is a rather interesting idea to explore later on in the story.

gunman: Warbird is the kinda woman that likes it rough and violent. If she isn't sore and bleeding afterwards, it's nothing more than foreplay to her. The next lemon will sadly be neither of those woman, but still good, probably.

Spawn Hades: This will not ne the last time we see Warbird's… tastes… make themselves known. And yeah Kitty's gonna find keeping some women back from Spidey a little difficult since half of them she'll be wanting to sleep with too or may be strong enough o kill her, phasing powers be damned. .

Man285: She'll appear in a few chapters.

Harbinger of Kaos: You say that now, but secretly like over half the other people reading this story, you want to see more of her. Bobby will get a girlfriend, but it'll be a while until she shows up.

Guest: Her exploits at first would win him some envy from the male students, which will soon turn to horror once Warbird begins to go into detail of what she and him did after he first came inside her.

DarkJoey: Won't be the last time we see such a thing.

Jpg2497: I don't know. Guess it can be seen as one if you want.

Luckenhaft: Considering that Warbird once referenced using Jumper cables when she was gonna have sex with Doop in the comics, I can only assume it can get pretty brutal.

Rider Paladin: Well, I got several other threesomes planned in this story to top it. Oh I have plenty of things coming for the Hellfire brats to come. Bobby's eventual revenge against Peter will be even more hilarious.

Eadane: Pretty much.

Disclaimer: I don't own any Marvel characters seen, mentioned or used.

The next several days after the attack on the mansion passed fairly quickly in Peter's mind. He woke up, got dressed, had breakfast, then went on his way to class to teach the next generation of X-men, assuming that's what they wanted to be.

"For all I know, they want to be the next X-Force or X-Factor or..." Peter trailed off as he tried to think of another X-men group. After a few seconds he shrugged and gave up "Eh, I'm sure there's another X-men group thing that's been around that i don't know about... seems to be the norm here"

It was than that Peter's Avengers commlink went off, causing him to take out the device and sync his suit's commlink with it before he answered it with a jovial tone while secretly hoping that the world wasn't coming to an end today, he had a class to teach about the wonders of bio-chemistry after all.

"Yellow, you've reached the one and only Amazing Spider-man, how may I make your day all the better today?"

"Ooh I can think of a few things you can do for me that'll make my day Spidey" the bemused voice of Jessica Drew, Spider-woman, echoed through the other end of the call.

"Aha, my female counterpart!" Peter beamed as he ducked under a snow ball thrown at him by one of the various blue teleporting Bamf's before he shot a web bullet back as he continued down the hallway "What's up?"

"Not much" Jessica responded before the sound of shuffling could be heard on her end "Just calling in to see if you were still alive or not"

"Well I think the last few days here have shaved a year or two off my lifespan, but other than that, still kicking, or swinging" Peter said with a grin.

"Working at a school ran by the Wolverine would probably do that to ya" Jessica joked before she cleared her throat "So what's it like being a teacher to a bunch of X-babies?"

"Not all that different from when I was a teacher at Midtown. Aside from powers being included, it's exactly how I remember it being" Peter said with a carefree shrug as he passed a window and looked out to see Logan sparring with the young mutant girl Armor.

This seemed to catch Jessica by surprise "Wait, you used to be a actual teacher?"

Peter blinked at this "Uhhh yeah?"

"When?" she probed.

"About a year or two ago... before the Civil War?" Peter said, not understanding how Jessica didn't remember that he was a teacher.

Jessica went silent at this before she spoke again in a lower tone "Uh Peter, was this before or after you joined the New Avengers, you know, after the whole Prison break"

"It was before-..." it was than that Peter finally connected the dots "Oh... you were already-"

"Taken by the Skrulls and replaced by their twat of a queen" Jessica said with a annoyed sigh.

"Sorry" Peter winced.

"No it's fine" Jessica assured her male counterpart "Just, I never knew you were a legit teacher. I thought Logan hired you because he needed someone to teach those kids 'responsibility' and how not to make cheesy jokes"

Peter grinned at this "Hey, I happen to get my kids to laugh at my jokes thank you very much"

"Peter, their laughing at you, not with you... or they think their gonna get extra credit if they do laugh" Jessica said with a laugh.

Peter rolled his eyes at this "Oh ha, ha, ha, aren't you just funny"

"Funnier than you" Jessica joked.

"Your lucky your not in my class" Peter said with a snort as he neared his office.

"Oh, and what would happen if I was Professor?" Jessica asked, her tone becoming more flirtatious towards the end "You gonna give me detention?"

"Maybe" Peter said, oblivious to Jessica's change in tone.

"Ooh, maybe fail me while your at it?" Jessica said with a giggle.

"If I have to miss Drew" Peter said with a snort.

"Well..." Jessica started off as her voice dropped a little lower and became even more sultry "What would I have to do to get you to change my grade to passing so I'm not kicked off the cheerleading squad?"

"Uh be more respectful to your teacher in class?" Peter said with confusion, the heck was she talking about.

Jessica laughed at this "Oh yes Professor, anything to get that 'A'"

"The hell?" Peter said with wide eyes "Jess, you okay? Your starting to sound weird"

Jessica audibly sighed at this "God your dense..."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Peter asked with narrowed eyes.

"It means I could be sitting on your desk in a super slutty school girl uniform asking you to give me a 'D' if I give you my 'A' and double 'D's for you to go over and you'd still have no idea of what I'm talking about" Jessica said with a exasperated sigh.

At this, Peter's eyes widened as a blush began to form on his face "Um..."

"Oh so that get's your attention" Jessica said with a laugh "Good to know I need to be more obvious in my flirting"

"Yeah..." Peter said before he remembered something "Wait, I thought you and Hawkeye were-"

"We are, still doesn't mean I can't kid around" she responded with obvious amusement "I mean, you don't actually think I'd come all the way out there and cheat on Clint with you, do you?"

"Uhhhh noooo…" Peter said as he entered his office and picked up a folder with his students graded work "Also, you went there, not me"

"Went there, whooped it's ass then bought it a drink and fucked it afterwards" Jessica said smugly.

Peter choked on his own spit at this "Hey easy on the language, there's a lot of kids here with really good hearing. Last thing I need is for you to corrupt them with your cursing"

"Pete, their attending a school with Logan as both a principle and teacher, me cursing will be the least of their issues" Jessica teased.

"I know, I'm just trying to save what little innocence they have left is all" Peter said with slumped shoulders.

"But in all seriousness Pete, it's good to hear you looking after and teaching those kids. God knows they need someone like you having some sort of influence in their life that wasn't a crazed murdering assassin or some cold hearted manipulator" Jessica said in a more serious tone "They need to actually have a childhood, so that way they end up better off then us"

"Hey, we had great childhoods" Peter said.

"Pete, I was raised to be a assassin for HYDRA, you spent most of your high school life getting the crapped kicked out of you by both normal bullies and super villains" Jessica said in a deadpanned voice "And look where we are now"

"I think I got the better deal, least I don't have to smell Hawkeye's laundry every other day of the week" Peter joked.

"That's... debatable" Jessica said.

Peter chuckled at this before he saw the time "Well Jess, I have to go. Gotta a class in a few minutes"

"Right, right, sorry, just wanted to talk is all. See how your doing" Jessica said.

Peyer nodded at this before something about what she said stirred something inside him "Jess... is everything fine with you?"

"Uh yeah, why wouldn't it be" Jessica said with a laugh.

Peter shrugged at this "I don't know. It's just, you normally don't seek me out to talk unless it's Avengers related stuff or your pestering me about asking Carol out already"

"That's not true, I talk to you about other things" Jessica defended.

"Like?" Peter challenged.

He was met with several moments of silence before she sighed "Okay... maybe I do tend to only talk to you when it's Avengers or Ms. Marvel related, but I'm trying to change that"

"Any reason why?" Peter asked.

"Maybe because our group is now reduced to you, me, Julia and Spider-girl and I feel like I should make a effort to know you guys before something worse than what Kraven did happens?" Jessica said in sad tone.

"Oh..." Peter said as he stopped in the middle of the hallway as memories of the Grim Hunt came to mind.

Jessica wasn't there for that, to her it was one day there was herself, Peter, Spider-girl, Mattie, Madam Web and Kaine and then the next day, they were dead and Kraven was alive again. After a few seconds, Peter spoke again, hos voce lower and gentler.

"I'll be heading out to New York later tonight to check up on some things. Maybe we can meet up at the Mansion and hang out for a few hours?" Peter asked.

"That'd be... nice" Jessica said.

"Sweet, I'll see you then" Peter said.

"Okay, take care and don't leave me waiting or else I'll sick my arrow shooting boyfriend on your red and blue ass" Jessica said in a more happy tone.

"Pfft, I'm tempted to be late just so you'll do that and I can whoop his eggplant colored butt from here to Seattle" Peter said with a scoff.

After a few more lighthearted jabs at one another, the two agreed on a time and place in the mansion before they ended the call. Peter had just reached his class, stopping to scowl at the obvious ice trap at his door and because he saw that he forgot a few things back in his office.

"Better go get those, else I'll be teaching a class without something to keep Kid Gladiator in line" Peter said with a grin as he casually whistled the 'Amazing Spider-man' theme song back to his office in a light jog while another individual was slowly awakening in the school to the sound of their roommates' excited voice...

...

"Good morning Quentin!" a happy and excited Broo said towards a groggy Quentin Quire as he pulled the blanket off his head and glared tiredly up at the ceiling while his roommate bounced around in excitement as he packed his bag for class.

"Whatever" he muttered as he sat up with a look that screamed he hated everyone and didn't care if they were offended or not "I didn't get the memo"

Half an hour later he was up, dressed, bathed and stalking through the halls of the school with a annoyed scowl on his face. He looked around to see some students were watching him closely while others seemed to care less that he was there. He scowled at all of them just the same.

"What do you want? You're all sheep and don't know it" Quire said as he passed by several 'klicks' Jocks. Conformists. Little capitalists. Society's got you brainwashed"

He had just passed by a set of windows and gave the outside courtyard a passing glance before he stopped and did a double take. Outside was Professor Logan and before him was Armor. Based on their attire, Armor having her arms and legs incased in the odd energy that covers her body and the fact they were trying to hit one another, they were sparring. Quire shook his head in disbelief at this.

"You've got to be kidding me. Who even spars at seven in the morning?" the telepath said as he watched the two for several moments "What am I saying, sadist like Logan do"

He watched them for several more seconds before he heard a woman's voice speak up behind him "Mr. Quire?"

Quentin sighed at this as he turned to see Rachel Grey standing there with a look of curiosity on her face. The pink haired telepath snorted at her as he spoke in a obviously bored and uninterested tone "Yes Rachel?"

Rachel's face contorted into a scowl at this "Ms. Grey will do nicely thank you. Your psychwar 101 class started ninety seconds ago"

'Yeah I know, I'm listening in' Quentin replied telepathically as he lazily scratched his face 'Besides I should be teaching that class. Psychwar 101? Maybe when I was six years old I could've learned something there'

'Along with some basic manners apparently' Rachel responded with rolled her eyes before she turned and left the troubled teen in the hall "Get to class Quentin. Now!"

Quire watched her go before he turned back towards Logan and Armor outside sparring "Peasants, all of them. Psychwar… they wouldn't know a psychwar if it waked up and kicked their ass. Speaking of which..."

Quire focused his gaze on Logan with a dark glare of anger as memories of the man's actions against him flashed though his mind 'I haven't forgotten you jackass. I may have helped you save this school and all, so you could play hero to the masses. Coolest dude in the room right? But hero or no hero, no one embarrasses Quentin Quire like you did. When you shipped me out to this godforsaken place. No one locks me up like some political prisoner'

It was than that Logan glanced up at the window that Quire was at, likely noticing that he was being watched. Quire stared down at the feral mutant with a grin that caused Logan to narrow his eyes at him before he returned to his spar with Armor.

Quire's eyes narrowed at this "Not even you..."

He was so focused on Logan that he almost didn't notice Broo walk up behind him.

"Quentin?" the young Brood said as he adjusted his glasses on his face "I was sent yo find you. You're holding up class. I mean... that's not me saying that. That's the message I'm supposed to... um..."

Growing tired of Broo's stumbling he turned towards the young alien insect based being with a look of announce and impatience "Do you like video games Broo?"

Broo blinked at this "Um sure, who doesn't?"

"Indeed" quire said as he returned to looking outside at Logan and Armor's sparring with narrowed eyes "Tell them I'm sick. Doubled over. Stomach virus. Tell them I've gone back to bed and they can try me again in the morning"

After several seconds passed and Quire noticed that Broo was still standing there, he scowled at the alien as he turned to look him in the eye with a glare "NOW!"

Broo jumped at the tone and quickly ran back to the class to deliver Quire's message, leaving the powerful telepath alone to conduct his payback against Logan. He cracked his neck as he focused his gaze on both Logan and Armor, wouldn't do for her to go and let others know what he was about to do to Logan.

"Let's see if the Neanderthal is any good at co-op" Quire muttered as he focused his telepathy on the two and watched with a grin as the two suddenly collapsed to the ground.

...

"Logan" Armor yelled as she was shoved to the muddied ground suddenly.

She was no longer in spandex shorts, a gray t-shirt and sneakers, but a purple jacket with black and yellow stripped sleeves, shoulder pads, a worn blue skirt, fishnets with holes and tears all up and down the sides and a pair of old black leather boots that looked to be held together by string and tape. She glared up at the man who pushed her with a dark scowl "What the hell are you doing?"

Logan, who was now in a green jacket with two different types of shoulder pads on, blue pants covered in straps and holsters from the numerous padding and belts blinked in surprise at Armor "I-"

"Let me up!" she said, causing the man to nod and back away and look around at their surroundings.

They were in some futuristic dystopian city where numerous humans, cyborgs or fully robotic beings walked around in attire similar to Logan and Armors.

"What's the matter with you?" Armor asked as she stood up and brushed the mud and dirt off her clothes and backpack before she glared at Logan with annoyance "Hands to yourself, you hear me?"

"No time to argue kid" Logan said as he took notice of the sun's position "We gotta get moving. It'll be dark soon"

...

"I did it!" Quire yelled in triumph "Would it work? Worked. It's running, the construct is working. I can't believe the construct is working. And it's..."

Quire closed his eyes as he viewed the world he placed Logan and Armor's minds in "It's perfection. You want to talk about psychwar?"

It was than that Quire noticed that Logan and Armor's bodies were still outside, in plain view of whoever were to pass by. He frowned at that "Oh. And there's that..."

He quickly sprinted towards the nearest staircase so he could get downstairs and outside before anyone would notice the two unconscious mutants outside.

"Oh crap, Don't let anyone see" Quire said in a slightly panicked tone as he raced outside, down the steps and towards where Logan and Armor still laid "Okay, keep it together Quire. Compartmentalize. Focus. Maintain. Keep the program running, keep the illusion intact. Pull this off, you'll be able to write your own ticket around here. You know your better than the other psychics. So prove it!" "

He came to a stop at Logan and Armor's bodies and quickly looked around to make sure no one saw him before he leaned down to pick Armor up first "Forgive the mental intrusion. I promise you I'm not prying, like in a skeevy way"

With a huff he lifted her up in his arms and quickly began to make his way back into the school with the passed out girl in his arms "It's not really about you Ichiki, this is all about that raving animal of a teacher back there..."

It didn't take him long to get Armor downstairs into one of the boiler rooms and placed the girl gently on a bench and proceeded to place a blanket over her, keep her warm incase it got cold "A day off of school, a nice sleep-in, catch up on your beauty rest or whatever. When you think about it, I'm really doing you a favor. I'm doing all of us a favor. I think it's time for the students to flex a little muscle around here, fight the power, am I right?"

He didn't receive an answer, not that he was expecting one. After all, it was nigh impossible for her to break out of one of his illusions. Once he was sure she'd be fine, and no one would notice her to easily, he made his way back outside and proceeded to move Logan's body. After several seconds of trying to move the heavy little mutant, Quire let out a curse.

"this is absurd" he gritted out as he pulled the man by the legs "I'm actually sweating!"

He let go of Logan's legs and took several breathes, and wiped away some of the sweat on his brow before he noticed a nearby tool shed. He smirked at this "Bingo!"

He begin to drag Logan's body towards the shed with renewed vigor, stopping only to unlock and open the shed's doors before he dragged Logan inside "Much closer. Much easier"

He let of Logan's arm and allowed the man to collapse on to the ground with a heavy 'whump. Nodding in satisfaction, he quickly stepped over Logan and rushed to the door before he prepared to close it and re-secured the locks back on with a grin "Much more secure"

"What the heck are you doing Offspring-Beta?"

Quieten froze in his actions as he slowly looked over his shoulder to see Spider-man standing only a few feet away from him. The pink haired Omega level mutant said nothing as the wall crawler peeked over his shoulder to see Logan's unconscious form in the shed. The lenses on his mask narrowed as he glanced back at Quentin.

"I said, what did you just do Quentin?" Spider-man demanded as he took a step forward.

"What me?" Quentin said as he pointed to himself "Well I… I um… well…"

After several moments Quentin let out a sigh and let his shoulders sag before he looked up at Spider-man with a scowl of annoaynce "Ah screw it, three is considered a sacred number by some cultures"

He focused his telepathy on Spider-man and before the surprised man could react, he was down on the ground. Quentin nodded in approval as he grabbed the man by the ankles and began to drag him inside as well.

"As to answer your question from earlier, I was paying Logan back for the disrespect and humiliation he dealt to me by bringing me here as some sort of joke of a political prisoner" Quentin said with a huff as he pulled Spider-man inside until he was lying next to Logan. The pink haired teen wiped the sweat off his forehead before he glared down at the black and gold colored clad man "And as for you, well maybe this is for embarrassing me, making a mockery of my name or maybe I just don't like you and want to see you squirm like the arachnid you pretend to be…"

Quentin glared at Spider-man's form for several moments before he suddenly shrugged "Or I just didn't want you to snitch on me to that hack of a telepath, Gray. Either one's fine at this point"

He then made his way towards the doors of the shed before he glanced back at Spider-man and Logan with a smirk "Enjoy my construct you two, I know I will…"

He then closed and locked the doors, leaving the two unconscious Avengers alone in the darkness, unaware of the horror he may have unintentionally unleashed…

…

And done.

Next chapter, Ready unwilling players one, two and three…