Authors note: Hi I'm Delta144 and this, is my first story. I've been around this site for a while now, reading some amazingly written, well thought out stories. While I have always had an itch to write something after reading one of those, like I know other do, I had never followed through on it.

Part of the reason for that is that, this site, has some of the most remarkably talented people on it. From the authors to the beta readers, the skill level is crazy, and often intimidating. Another part is that well, I've never been good at writing, putting words on paper and all that. Grammar and punctuation have always been a challenge. Lately though I've had a change of perspective. So I pulled up a word doc to make a story...and quickly realized that it is really hard. I don't know how people like Coeur Al'Aran and Kenchi618 do it.

I'm hope that if you're reading this you can understand where I'm coming from, and perhaps, you might feel confident enough to make your own story. Or if you're not reading this because you skipped it and went right to the story, then well...I don't blame you. But really, if I can do it anyone can, probably this paperclip next to me can as well.

This story is a crossover between two different series, for as long as I can remember, Spider-man has been my favorite everything. It's easy to relate with Peter Parker on a deep, spiritual level. The spider-verse has opened up a lot of different ideas. If there was a Spider-man for a version of every earth, doesn't that mean there was a freezing verse that had one? On the other side of the coin freezing is pretty new to me. I fell in love with a few characters and the world it takes place in. I wasn't however, a fan of all the nudity stuff , there was just too much and it makes the anime hard to watch. Some people might like that, not me though.

So I'll be creating a world around the two. It will take some time, having to tweak the world of freezing to add everything so it comes together smoothly. I'll be honest, Peter won't become Spidey till a bit further into the story. It is an opportunity I feel like though, to really take a look into the Peter before the mask. This Peter is pretty messed up as well, you'll see why. I'll also be pulling from the MCU and other Spider story lines as well. I will say if everything goes according to plan, when he does gets his powers, thing will go downhill pretty fast. If your still here thank you, I hope you enjoy this story. I believe it's the first crossover of its kind.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything, everything belongs to their respective owners Marvel and Lim-Dall Young.

"Speaking"

'thinking'

"Past conversation"

Updated: 3/20/2018. Fixed some Grammar.

Updated 4/3/2018. More Grammar

"You call it "guilt"...I call it Responsibility...I'm not going to stand by and let people die to save myself" ASM Grim Hunt

Frozen Web

March 2, 2064 Airspace over Fukuoka Japan

"Attention limiters we are currently 20 minutes out from arrival. I repeat we are 20 minutes out. Ensure that you and your gear are strapped in for decent" The loud speaker on the GV-22D Osprey blared out.

Within the cargo area of the plane, the crew of limiters, dressed in a white dress shirt, blue pants, and a brown jacket, began checking their equipment and ensuring their safety. Feelings of relief over, after weeks of training, finally being able to fulfill the role they been had prepared for.

Most began talking among themselves about their new future and what to look forward to, except for one limiter, siting towards the front of the plane.

The limiter wasn't much to look at, gripping at the handles of his seat while having his eyes closed, giving off an air of nervousness and dread. The limiter opened his blue eyes and gave a deep sigh. He rubbed one hand through the back of his short brown hair as he took in the sights. Moving his bag closer to his side so that the P. Parker stood out on the front, the boy took a deep breath and adjusted his own straps and glasses. After doing so, he took out the brief guide they were given, reading to distract himself from being on a flying death trap. The guide gave a brief outline on the institution he was attending.

The Japan West Genetic facility was just one of many throughout the world to help train and combat the extremely hostile interdimensional alien forces known as the Nova. Beginning their attack in 2012 the Nova, as he said to himself, had only one goal…

To completely Goomba stomp the human race.

He chuckled to himself over his lame joke, but as far as he was concerned it wasn't that far off. Most of the Nova emerged so far all peaked at mid to high level skyscraper sizes. Humanity (who had taken offense to said Goomba stomping) formed the international defense force know as Chevalier.

Chevalier was in charge of fighting the Nova as well as providing oversight to the facilities known as Genetics that produced the special soldiers who could fight the Nova. These soldiers came in two forms, Pandora and Limiters.

Pandora is the name given to the women who could go up against the Nova and fight them. Pandora came in many different flavors but all had the same core abilities amongst themselves. Pandora are super strong, able to crush brick and bend steel with their bare hands. Pandora are super tough, able to withstand devastating blows that would kill ordinary humans. Pandora also are super-fast, being able to move in a blink of an eye.

(Limiters he talked to said they were also all super pretty, but that's neither here nor there).

The weapons they used were called Volt weapons of which there are many. Sword, axes, and bows were only a few examples of the types of weapons that are possible for them to use. The reason Pandora are capable of these great abilities is due to stigmata planted in their bodies.

Stigmata are tissue cultivated from ironically, the core of fallen Nova. The tissue is extracted then implanted in girls when they arrive in their first year of Genetics. Due to the nature and need for a certain compatibility of the stigmata, only girls could fulfill this role. All girls at the age of 10 are tested for it. However, the enrollment for Genetics is strictly voluntary.

One of the most complex and dangerous abilities of the Nova is to be able to deploy a field of energy which halt all movement inside of it. This ability is known as freezing. They certainly weren't reaching too far with the name he mused.

Up until the year 2051 there was no real counter to this ability. It wasn't till Dr. Gengo Aoi, the leading head in chevalier and Nova science, and his team figured out a way to have another group of solider fight back against the Nova with freezing fields of their own. These soldiers would become known as limiters.

Limiters were all boys, since they had discovered that Pandora couldn't handle the strain of the stigmata for the freezing field in addition to everything else. It was also true that they needed certain compatibility as well, but that number on the other hand, was much lower than the one for Pandora. Limiters also had no powers other than the freezing field.

That meant that they were stuck on a battlefield with a giant alien of mass destruction and, other then hoping their Pandora had their back, they had no way to defend themselves.

Another caveat was that once they deployed their field, they couldn't really move.

The last piece of info was brought to him by his head drill instructor, Timothy Cadwallader.

"The one thing they will not tell you is that to chevalier, you are all expendable. Limiters are a dime a dozen, and they can find new ones anywhere. You have to be proactive about your own survival gentlemen. They will not pick you over a Pandora. Your life is just worth less to them. Remember that. Remember it if you get sent into battle, because the people who will be in the command center certainly won't."

And he was set to become one of them.

Unfortunately

Don't get him wrong, he had nothing against Pandora or limiters. On the contrary, he had nothing but total respect for the men and women who volunteer for this dangerous job. However, unlike them he really didn't have a choice.

"…you can, of course, say no Mr. Parker to becoming a limiter. It is true that I cannot force you to become one…directly. However I'm sure you'll agree ,as a man of science, that for every action, there is a reaction. A cause and effect if you will, which can be positive…or negative" the man in front of him finished.

He shook his head. 'That conversation went south pretty quick' he thought to himself. So at the end of December he found himself begin shipped to a training facility in Pennsylvania for almost 9 weeks of hell. He wasn't what you would call "in shape" being a skinny nerd for all his life, he spent many days redoing exercise till he dropped from exhaustion.

Still compared to what was going to come the training was almost a cake walk.

See, in order for limiters to be able to use a freezing field they must first partner up with a Pandora, AN OLDER Pandora to be exact, and form a pair.

Next once they both agree to "partner up", the Pandora takes the limiter back to her room in what is known as a baptism ceremony. There, the Pandora gives the limiter one of the stigmata she matured in her body over a year or so. Then they sync their five senses together in what is known as an Ereinbar set.

It's different for each pair but from all the rumors about it seems like it can get pretty pg-13 when everything goes down, if what the others had said was true. Also the Pandora needs to be older than the limiter for the most part due to compatibility reason apparently.

For most limiters, this was a point of excitement due to them being red blooded young males. For Peter however, this was a nightmare due to him having the social skills and confidence of a wet paper napkin.

And that was only dealing with guys. Girls were a whole new level of being screwed.

'But I have a plan to deal with this' he thought to himself. 'I'm going to find a Pandora who is as bad at social interaction as I am. She won't be popular or overly strong or outgoing and she'll have the same lack of people skills as I do and it will be perfect' he finished thinking. If he was able to follow his full plan, which had other steps as well, he might just get through all of this with what was left of his pride and dignity.

Staying alive would also be nice to.

Perhaps his way of thinking was sad, but this is what he learned as a nerd growing up in school. The popular kids don't hang out with the rejects and that was that. He wasn't going to rock that boat here, especially when that boat is filed with rich kids from important families and girls who can snap you in half.

Oh yeah, that was another "fun" fact. Most of the volunteers at Genetics all happen to be sons and daughters of high upper-class people, captains of industry, politicians, national stars and the like.

Meanwhile here he was, a poor little orphan from Queens, so out of his class and depth it wasn't even funny. All he really had going for him was his smarts and his skills at keeping his head down that had been carefully honed after years of being chased and bullied.

'I guess that is one plus to going here. No Flash Thompson, football star and number one jerk face' he said to himself. At this point he would take whatever win he could get.

"Attention we are beginning landing procedures, remain in your seats"

'Well at least the rides over and I can get off this thing' he said to himself as the vehicle touched down. If there was one thing he hated more than talking to people it was planes. He had his reason for it and as far as he was concerned, they were pretty good ones.

"Ramp's dropping, you are clear to disembark" the pilot said before shutting down the engines.

As the limiters began falling out Peter, lagging to the back, finally took his first steps onto the grounds. Feeling the need to state his feeling to the world about his situation, he took in the sights of the airport and the distant campus and gave an earth shattering yell.

"Yay" he deadpanned.

Since his transport had arrived quite early, his group had some time to walk about until the main orientation for the class of Pandora and Limiters was set to begin. Putting his two suitcases at the rear if the auditorium building with the other students that had arrived, he took stock of the situation.

Most of the other student began to talk with one another. They talked about where they were from and where they were trained at. Come to think of it, he didn't see a single guy from his boot camp. He wasn't close with any of them per say, but at least it would give him a familiar face to talk to. A lot of the Kids were already forming some clicks and circles.

He remembered, with a frown, that he did promise Aunt May and Uncle Ben he wouldn't be a complete shut in. Considering how well they treated him after both his parent had died, saying no wasn't something he could or wanted to do.

'But they didn't say when I had to be though, so if I do it tomorrow or a week from now, it wouldn't be too bad right'? He pondered to himself.

After all, Rome wasn't built in a day and they couldn't really expect him to change overnight. He nodded his head. He could be outgoing another time. With that though, he proceeded to walk out the door and go and explore.

The campus was huge. You could tell someone had forked out the big bucks for this facility. He had read a little regarding the history of this place. Gengo Aoi had personally petitioned for the construction of this facility in 2047. Peter guessed that if you were responsible for most if not all advance in Nova science, if you wanted to have something built, you got it.

Since 2050 when it opened, most of the recent advancements in gear and training to combat the Nova came from this facility.

Still he didn't understand why he had to be here. He had asked the man who had asked/forced/blackmailed him into becoming a limiter, to allow him to go to U.S. Genetics but his pleas fell on deaf/uncaring ears.

Thus, here he was on the other side of the world from his home.

He had never felt so lonely before.

'Come on Peter you're a Parker you'll get thought this'. He pumped himself up.

After all the trials and heartaches he had been through, he knew he could survive this new one as well. He had a plan after all. With that in mind he continued his walk in the grounds.

Moving along a path in one of the many courtyards of the school he stopped, as he looked upon what would be a normal scene at school for him. A girl, who was carrying a stack of paper that reached almost to the top of her head, had been walking along the main path whistling out loud. Along another path, a group of three girls had been laughing and giggling to themselves until they took sight of paper girl.

It's was always a conspiracy when it happens.

One girl looked at the other two and whispered to them. Two of the girls nodded their heads and took to walking at the far sides of the path. The main Girl, who had her black hair covering part of her eyes, walked slightly behind the others. Adjusting their step to intersect with paper girls' path, they readied themselves to strike.

The two girls on the outside of the path forced paper girl to walk in the middle the path, just wide enough for three people to walk comfortably. When paper girl moved to the middle, that's when black haired girl made her move. Putting her body just close enough on the inside walkway, she was able to trip into paper girl and make it look like a complete accident.

A cry of dismay rang out as the stack of paper the girl was carrying dropped to the ground along with her as she fell on her butt, trying to recover the stack. The three girls chucked to themselves.

"Watch your step" one said.

"Should have made two trips" another rang out.

The last one, the black haired ring leader only said "I'd hate to be the one to have to clean that up".

With that the rest of them fled the scene chuckling at the cruel act they had committed, leaving poor paper girl all by herself. He noticed that she had looked up at their retreating backs, balling her hands in fist before releasing them and looking down at the mess around her.

He had put himself behind a tree to see what would go down, his drill sergeant had been clear about the dangers of Pandora fighting. He had no interests in being in the middle of that. So he put himself out of the sight of the girls, while he looked around the yard. Most of the other people in the yard, while having seen what happened, made no move to assist the girl as she started the slow process of picking up all the papers. The fact that it was windy didn't help as it tossed papers all over.

Normally at midtown, his old school, he would have just kept walking as well. Helping others that got bullied just got you singled out for the next time. It was hell and until he had met his old friends Harry Osborn, Mary Jane Watson and…and

…Gwen Stacy

He had been where this girl was before once…

Twice…

Three times…?

Ok, every day of school almost, at least since elementary school.

He did make a promise didn't he? It was just a girl right? He could do this. He started his slow approach to the disaster scene.

While walking up he took a good look at the girl. She was dressed in the normal Pandora outfit. Purple top and skirt with white frills, white thigh stockings, and black heels. She had long brown hair and was currently trying to grab the papers while hopping around, one hand keeping her skirt from blowing up.

Avoiding eye contact, he made his way over to start helping her. Keeping his back to her so he didn't lose his nerve, he also started to pick up the paper.

He listened as she stopped moving and felt her eyes on him. She watched him for few second before also going back to picking up papers. It took 15 minutes or so but he was sure they got all of them.

'Now for the hard part' the social interaction. He slowly turned to face her and realized that his situation was worse than he thought. She wasn't pretty, as he had feared, which would have caused him to lose his cool.

She was beautiful.

She had long brown hair that framed her face. She had a white ribbon at her right temple that pulled a lock of hair back. Her eyes were…well, they were close in happy slits, odd but not unpleasing. Her skin was slightly pale and looked baby smooth. The most importantly thing he noticed about her however, was that she was smiling.

She was smiling at him.

'Girls don't do that' at least not at him he panicked in his head.

Smirk yes, tease sure, mock, all the time, but never smile. Not since MJ and Gwen at least. His powerful brain began to overheat as she walked over to him. He moved his stack up to his lips. Maybe it would block out his blush.

'Quick say something like a normal human being' he though.

"Hi"

'Nailed it'

He watched as she quirked her head to the side before opening her mouth.

"Why hello there, thank you for all your help. I really appreciate it" she finished with no change in her smile.

.

..

…!

'GOD, EVEN HER VOICE IS PRETTY! I'M SO SCREWED' he screamed in his head.

"I'm h…sure…(Throat clear) no problem happy help…to help…happy to help" he finished lamely, stumbling over his words.

'Wow, could I be any more bad at this' he groaned.

Instead of making fun of him like he had expected, she only giggled a little. "You can put your stack on top of mine" she said as she lowered her stack to hold his papers.

"Wait, are you sure you don't want some help" his mouth belted out before he even realized it.

He watched as the girl gave and almost amused smirk "No I'm sure I can carry it".

'Great' he thought 'now she thinks I'm an idiot because it seem like I implied she wasn't strong enough to carry it by herself'.

Insulting someone who could lift a couple tons wasn't a smart idea so he quickly backtracked before she got angry.

"No that's not what I meant" he stammered out. "I'm sure you're sure strong, like really strong, like strong enough to lift all those papers in one hand and like hold a car in another, not that I have a car for you to hold cuz I'm only 15 though my uncle letsmeworkonhiscarsoitskindoflikeminesortofinaroundaboutway". Great now he was babbling, he had to make his point before she thought he was a complete spaz.

"What I'm saying is, I know you don't need help, that you could carry it and fix it all by yourself. What I'm trying to say is just because you could do alone; it doesn't mean you should have to do it alone". Finishing his thought, he waited to see her reaction.

Her Smile was gone. Instead a frown set over her face as she stared hard at him. He felt like a bug under a microscope, being examined for imperfections and the like. He was sure he had messed up and over stepped his bounds. Why, why didn't he keep his mouth closed?

'Here lays Peter, murdered by the first Pandora he met, surprising no one'.

Instead of being crushed however, something else happened. The girl had changed her frown into a bright smile. Her white teeth shined as she opened her mouth "Why thank you I would love some help" she happily exclaimed. "Just follow me and we'll go to a room where we can sort these out" stating as she walked away.

Beginning to follow her, he remembered the rules of etiquette his aunt hammered in to him. "Ok sure…um I'm a P-Peter, Peter Parker I…um just got here" he stated as he fell into step with her.

She turned her head to look at him and gave a warm smile. "Well" she began "my name is Chiffon, Chiffon Fairchild and it is a pleasure to meet you Peter Parker. Please, allow me to be the first to say welcome to West Genetics."

'…Wow'

After walking with Chiffon for a bit they had reached the room. Along the way she had started to point out buildings and landmarks that would help navigate the large school. The main campus was pretty big. There were three school buildings a row, with each other building behind the previous one. The dorms were to the sides of the buildings, but they went from left to right. Standing in the front of the main building, the girl dorms were on the left and the boys on the right.

Once they had put the papers down they had begun to organize them. It took the better part of an hour to finish putting them in the right order.

"Are sure you won't be late for your orientation?" she asked they were working.

"No I still have a half hour before I have to be there".

She leaned back on the desk behind her. While Peter didn't really have much positive interaction with the opposite sex, he was rather proud of himself, as he answered most of her questions while they were working without much stumbling. He also wasn't a raging pervert like Flash, so when she stretched her body, he quickly looked away and didn't eye her up at all.

He looked at the clock and decided that it was mostly likely the best time to leave.

"Um…so I probably should get going now" he stated as he got up to leave.

He walked over to shake her hand goodbye, and was startled when she grabbed his hand in both of her hands and stepped closer to him.

'Warm'

"Thank you so very much for your help Peter, this would have been a real headache to do all this all by my lonesome. You know, I'm in this room for a few hours after class time." She leaned in closer to him "why don't you come by tomorrow for some tea as a thank you for your time" she finished letting her hands drop.

"Um…I…ah…umm tank, thank you for-for the invitation Ms. umm Ms. Fairchild" he managed to barely get out of his mouth. He slowly walked out of the room backwards before bumping into the door and almost tripping over himself.

He listened as she shut the door behind him, giggling away.

'Wow…just wow' was he dreaming? Thinking quickly he pinched himself.

'Ouch'

Nope, not a dream he realized as he walked away.

Finally, after getting herself under control, she walked away from the door.

The past two hours were certainly interesting. It wasn't the first time other Pandora in her own year had tried a prank or something over the grudge they had against her.

True, she was rather annoyed after all the time she had spent putting the reports in order for Sister Margaret, just for Miller and her crew to knock them out of her hand like that.

She had briefly considered getting back at them there and then, however her good judgment pulled a head and she let it go. She had an image to maintain after all. Exacting revenge just wasn't worth it at this time. So she prepared herself to start the slow process of getting all the forms together again when something interesting had happen.

A boy had walked over and began to help her clean up. She was surprised because most limiters in her year had been…well, slightly off put with her after her actions and reputation gained last year. Keeping that in mind while also noticing his haircut and quality of his uniform, she deduced that he must be a new freshmen recruit.

'That right they were due to arrive today were they not' she thought to herself.

Both the new first year Pandora and limiters were both set to arrive today. Odd that he was by himself though. When they had both finished gathering the files she walked over to him as he was saying hello. He had short brown hair that was darker then hers', and bright blue eyes with glasses on top of them that were peaking over his stack of papers much like a shy puppy.

'Cute'

She began to thank him and he, in turn, began to adorability stumble over his words. Then she told him to hand over his papers. When he asked if she wanted help she had prepared herself for the usual macho man syndrome most teenage human males had when dealing with girls. Only to be caught off guard at his blunt honesty. In wanting to help her less because she needed it, but because shouldn't have to do it alone.

'I wasn't expecting It that was for certain' she mused.

She then reevaluated him in her eyes. He certainly was shy and nervous. This was uncommon for most limiters, she noticed, who though rather highly of their own abilities and possessed a lot of confidence.

This one on the other hand, while being quite shy and nervous, was also kind and honest, qualities that she respected and approved of in anyone.

She happily accepted his help and gave him an honest smile, unlike the one she usually had on, finding amusement at his face turning bright red in response to it.

'How precious, even Ticy wasn't this bad in when we first met." She thought to herself.

So after inviting him to come with her they began to talk. She started helping him get a lay of the facility as they were walking. When they got to her room following an hour of work, they finished.

She had given him a few tests to see what kind a person he was mostly out of curiosity. Bending over and leaning back to emphasized her chest, she was surprised and pleased when he avoided looking at her like a piece of meat.

"Although that didn't mean he wasn't a little interested." She noted with a smirk. Watching him as he pointedly faced another direction with a blush on his face.

He then excused himself and she honestly thanked him for his help. Then she invited him back to talk more in the tomorrow.

She would have to tone down her body language in the future. He looked like he was going to blow a fuse there at the end.

Like all second year Pandora she was aware that they need to select a limiter this year.

Her…father had given her freedom in her choice of one. Honestly she had felt pretty neutral about the whole situation. Originally, she most likely was going to pick a limiter with a high capability and an even temperament, but now…

'Peter Parker…hmm'

Well…

Perhaps this might not be so bad after all.

Peter had just gotten back to the room where the orientation was being held. The room was now filled with what he believed was all of the new first year class. He walked over to where the squad he had arrived with was lined up. Standing at the rear of the line, he started to prepare himself to come to attention.

The limiter in front of him, noticing his presence, turned around to greet him. "Hey man thought you weren't going to make it. Saw you walk out, I guess you got a little curious right" he finished with a slight grin.

Peter, trying to be sociable again, said "yah I was getting kind of antsy you know. New place and all that Jazz." He finished.

The other limiter held out his hand "I understand that feeling, my name is Mark Anthony, I'm from Italy by the way." He finished.

He shook it "Peter Parker, New York".

"Hmm, Parker I've heard that name before, I can't seem to remember why though." Mark said rubbing his chin.

"Nothing bad I hope"

"No nothing like that at all. Did you see any upper-class Pandora while you were walking around?" Mark questioned him.

Seeing no reason to lie (not that he was any good at it) Peter answered him "yes I did meet one, she told me her name was Chiffon Fairchild."

He was about to go on about what happened when he notice Mark staring at him "Chiffon…Fairchild? The Chiffon Fairchild?" he finished saying.

"Well yah" he said, a cold chill running up his back "Is she well known or something".

Mark snorted "well known, yes you could say that" he began. "Chiffon Fairchild, from what I understand, is one of the most popular girls in the school.'

'…what?'

"She is the rank 1 out of all second years in the school."

'…oh'

"She has the highest point value scored ever during a carnival."

'…oh no'

"And finally, she just happens to be the Student Council President." He gave him an appraising look "you must be pretty lucky Peter to meet her on your first day" he finished looking forward again.

Meanwhile Peter, turning pale, could only look at the ground in anguish. Wondering where he had gone wrong. 'Good old Parker luck strikes again' he though sarcastically.

He wasn't feeling as good about his plan as he used to.

She once again approached the stand as she had already done many times before. Her gray blue eyes scanned over each of the new students in the room. Lightly brushing some dust off of her purple and white robes, she turned on the microphone. With a quick look to her sides, nodding to the instructors gathered on the stage, she cleared her throat and began her speech.

"Hello and welcome to West Genetics Japan. My name is Sister Margaret Lindman and I am the current Headmaster of this school. Before I continue in to my speech about the expectations your instructors and I have for all of you, I would like to make something abundantly clear to you all." She said pausing for a second took look over her Pandora and her Limiters.

"That which I wish to make clear to you is this. I am, from the bottom of my heart, thankful to each and every one of you here. You have chosen to put your life on the line fighting an enemy that shows neither mercy nor quarter. No matter what reason brought you all here today know that I and every instructor behind me, as well as each of your comrades in other years, are grateful for your service".

"I want you to know that I consider you, and every other child here, a part of my family. You are, all of you, my children." She smiled at all of them.

"You have now all finished your basic training. I wish for you know that things will only get harder as your next four years goes on. Your body will be pushed farther then before from Volt weapon training for the Pandora's, to the heavy strain utilizing a freezing field puts on the limiters."

"I have faith however, faith in you all, that you will meet the coming challenges with dignity and grace."

She than began to go in depth about the chain of command, class authority, and general information about the facility they were in. The rest of her speech took a quarter of an hour more before she was finished.

"Before you are allowed to go unpack in your room I wish to say one last thing. Each and every generation of students in the past 28 years has managed to raise our bar of expectation for Genetic students."

"With that being said the last thing I wish to say to you, the 29th generation of Genetic students, is this." She looked over them and gave them all a coy smile.

"Make me proud."

With that, she waited for them to salute her, before walking away.

'Great, now I feel bad that I didn't volunteer for this job because I got voluntold instead' Peter thought to himself as he walked up to his room on the top floor of the 3 story dorm.

As he swiped his key card, the first thing he noticed was that the room was a single. He suspected it had something to do with the fact it was the first one on the floor next to the stair well. The stairwell opened up to the main corridor with dorms on either side.

It was also slight smaller then which was most likely another reason it was a single room.

He approved of that very much in fact. He wondered if the man that sent him here had arranged it for him.

'Hey I'm making you go to a school where you're going to have to fight for your life and you'll probably die and stuff. Don't worry I'll make sure you don't have to share a bathroom.' saying to himself sarcastically.

This whole situation had made him pretty cranky. He usually wasn't this cheesed off.

Walking into the room he saw his bathroom to his right, running parallel to the wall with the stairwell. Along the right wall was his bed next to two small rectangular windows that overlooked the forest area at the end of the campus walls.

The front had two large bay windows with a small TV in the middle of them with a desk underneath of that.

Looking along the left wall there was a closest, sticking out about the same length as the bathroom from the wall to opening. Along the left wall, a dresser and a big study desk with shelves and a computer sat along it.

In the center of the room, a round table with a few chairs around it and a hot plate with a tea set on top sat.

Finally, a stand next to his bed and two bigger ones in the front right and left corners finished up all the furnishings.

It was a pretty nice set up, much more than his old room back home, although he also had an attic and basement to use as well.

The front desk was definitely where he would do most of his tinkering, he thought in his head going over what he could add and build himself.

'This place probably doesn't reuse most of the equipment here. Most likely they just buy new stuff and toss the rest after wiping it. I bet I could probably make some cool stuff from all the electronic trash around' he thought.

While thinking along those lines he gave a hard look at the new computer in the room. He also pulled out the new advanced cell phone given to them all.

'Pretty nice of them giving us all a phone with unlimited text, unlimited data, and unlimited watching every move you make, how very kind.' He scowled at the equipment.

He would definitely take a peaky leaky inside the phone and computer before he used them. Most likely it was a simple program that let them access the usage of the computer, the phone, and the locations of them. It might even be a good thing to help with safety, if he didn't believe its primary use it was to spy on them.

Still, with all of his skills as a hacker, it wouldn't take too long to block them.

He dropped his suit cases and duffle bag and flopped onto the bed.

They day had gone pretty smooth, except for the part where he threw his whole plan in jeopardy by making nice with the student council president.

"Well, look like I got myself into a pickle" he said out loud. Thankfully he had an I.Q just north of 250.

He could outwit one girl.

…Right?

Man, he wished he was Tony Stark right about now.

"…I am Iron Man."

'So cool.'

A/N : Done. Well I hope you liked it or at least, didn't turn you computer off in disgust. I'm going to try and figure out this system, maybe find a beta...I don't know. I will say, there will most likely never be a A/N that long again...probably. Feel free to Review if you want. Until I get the chance to post/make another chapter take it easy. Delta144