Jones Sparrow

Spider-Man: Childhood Friends (Jones Sparrow and EasilyAmused)

Peter came home earlier that afternoon, and he immediately heard Aunt May's voice call out for him. "Peter? Is that you?" She said in the kitchen. Peter walked in and gave her a hug, lifting her off the ground as he did, as she gave a surprised laugh. "Why are you so happy?" She said with a smile as he let her down. Peter held out the check he received from the Bugle. "I know it isn't much... but its to help with the bills..." Peter started.

"Peter--"

"They gave me a job as their photographer! And he said that my pay will be bigger than this." Peter had a grin. Aunt May had tears in her eyes. "You are so much like your Uncle... You even smile like him." She said softly, looking down at the bill, and then giving it back to him. "You keep it. And don't you dare try to slip money in while I'm paying the bills. We have enough money to get by for a little while longer. And when we don't, I'll go back to working at the hospital, alright? So you keep your money, and keep being a teenager while you still can. Being an adult is a lot of responsibility, you know." She said with a warm smile, and Peter gave a nod. "Oh, and I apologized to Flash today."

"Good, now you just need to get those grades up!"

"Yeah, but first, I gotta make things right with Lex!"

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Alright, Parker. You out did yourself this time. You aren't known as being the hunky romantic type of guy... But Lexi seems pretty happy. And this little date you set up isn't that bad either. Peter once again had full control of the house. Aunt May went on another girls night, so their date wouldn't be interrupted. Peter simply wore long sleeve plaid shirt, some jeans.. and once again his hair was a mess. The lights were dimmed, the kitchen table was set up with a white cloth, a rose on the center (cliche, right?), and two plates, but on one of them was a framed picture of Peter and Lexi with a snowy Central Park in the background.

The doorbell rang, and Peter quickly went to the door. He opened it to reveal his girlfriend, and he gave a smile. "Hey... So, come on in." He said, moving out of the doorway. The lights were dimmed inside the house to give it more of a dramatic look. "So the important thing I needed to tell you was... Well, I've been the worst person to be around ever lately, and I thought it'd make it up to you." He led her to the kitchen to where everything was set up, and Peter ran a nervous hand through his hair. "So with my limited cooking skills, I made us our favorite's as kids... Grilled Cheese with a side of french fries, and for the lady, tater tots." He said in a fake french accent, looking over at her with a smile. "And not only do we have this excellent cuisine, I have some cookie dough in the fridge, sundae making equipment, and a nice couch and a collection of Uncle Ben's favorite movies..." He looked over at her and gave a shrug. "I know this doesn't even begin to say how sorry I am... But tonight, there's no spandex, blue and red, or black. I'm not Spider-Man. Just Peter Parker, and I owe you a lot to prove that you're the only girl I want."

Gaurdians of the Galaxy; An Old Friend |Jones Sparrow & EasilyAmused|

Yondu was surprised by many things. One was that the Metra walked in with confidence, and no fear. Another one was the fact that the green skinned assassin walked in and put her in her place, but the most surprising part is what made Yondu only smirk. he didn't flinch once when she pointed the guns at her. All he had to do was whistle and she would have been taken care of... But those wrist bands and the bounty on her head made him change his mind. "I ain't the one to worry, Pretty Lady." Yondu said, and looking around. "And I also only make deals with the person in charge. Tell me, where is Quill?" His voice was a bit meniacle, and the Ravager boys all started muttering and laughing.

That's when Peter stepped in. "Right here, Yondu." He said, and he immediately got attacked. "Quill! You double crossing son of a snake!" Yondu exploded, giving a sharp whistle, and his golden arrow flying off his hip and going straight to Peter's heart. "I knew I should have let my boys eat you when we picked you up on Terra! you got some nerve coming in my terf, and showin' off your pretty prize." He looked over at her, then back at Quill. "What's stopping my from killing your team off and taking Miss Nikki over here?"

"Because if you kill us..." Peter began, and Gamora lifted up a gun to Nikki's head casually, the Ravagers now pointing guns at not only her, but Peter, screaming. They didn't want to lose this big of a bounty. Gamora was using one of Peter's elemental guns. Due to the genetic coding in its system, no matter how many times Gamora pulled the trigger, it wouldn't fire. It only would in Peter's hands... But the Ravagers didn't know that. "We'll take the bounty with us, AND You'll miss out on the biggest opportunity you guys have ever had."

Yondu stared at him, almost a glare, Peter trying to position himself away from the arrow that was touching his skin. "We've heard that one before, Boy. And now our biggest score is inside some snobby Nova Vault." The Ravagers all grunted in agreement. "We're going to take out the Talons." The murmuring soon stopped, and everyone stared at Peter. "The Talons? Why would we go after a merc group on the other side of the Galaxy?"

"Because if we take them out, you'll be known as the merc group that took out all of your competition. You'll be feared. Powerful. Idolized." Peter said with a smile, his words having that dramatic effect that Quill was good at. Yondu bit his lip, and then the arrow went back to his hip with another sharp whistle, and then giving Quill a giant hug. "I knew you wouldn't come here without a plan, Quill!" He said with laughter, looking at him with a grin. "But we ain't gonna do this for free, Boy... Even if it does make us the baddest merc group in town." He nodded his head over towards Nikki.

"We want her bounty."

"Not gonna happen. You know how long it took to track her down? She took out two of our members of the team. She made him press the gun up to his own head, and... well, I'm sure you can figure out what happened next." He gave a bit of a disgusted face towards Nikki before looking back at Yondu. "And those fancy wrist bands are made that if she gets too far away from us, well.. She doesn't get far." The Ravagers glanced around nervously. "So, if its okay with you, we're going to keep her. And if you refuse we won't hesitate to take her away, or blow her up. So what do you say, Yondu? Will you help us help you?"

Of course there was more to it than them gaining things for them. Once this merc group gets taken care of, the rogue party that tried to kill Nikki (and the Guardians) will have to use their own army if they even want to try to attack again, and although it will give the Ravagers more authority, they aren't much of a threat to anyone if you aren't a criminal... or rich. As he was talking, he only hoped that Nikki, and Gamora were playing along to what Quill was saying. The Ravagers weren't the brightest, but Yondu was actually exceptionally smart, and witty. Quill did learn after him, after all.

Spider-Man: Childhood Friends (Jones Sparrow and EasilyAmused)

Peter Parker hadn't taken any photos of Spider-Man in a long time. He had no reason to... But now that he was now considered a criminal himself, he had to set the record straight. Throughout the night Peter did his best to bring out his cheesiest jokes, he didn't give any of the criminals (serious) injuries, and they even escorted a few drunk citizens home, and they really enjoyed Peter's jokes... Hey, it was a Friday night. you gotta keep everyone safe!

Cat Woman was now the hot dog getter. They were still getting used to her as also being a crime fighter, but they would easily trust the newer person in the suit than the terrifying older one that appeared to snap. He couldn't blame them. So while she went to get food, Peter was going through the photos. Some were too blury, some were too dark, but the majority of them, he could definitely use. He only hoped that the owner of the Bugle, Jameson, would be more kind a pay him a bit more for very rare clear photos of the masked vigilantes. He could go to other newspaper companies to get these published, but the Bugle really had it out for Spider-Man from day one. If the Bugle gave him the good word, then people would have to start believing that Spider-Man was not a criminal... Easier said than done.

He looked up for a second to see Lexi return, then he went back to his camera. "Yeah, a few fit the qualifications to be in the infamous Peter Parker Gallery." He said, still going through them. But he couldn't help but think about his Uncle's killer. He knew that he was trying to give Spider-Man his good name again, but he was willing to do whatever it takes to put this guy behind bars. With Lexi's help or not.

"The real challenge will be to get J.J. to post these with a header that doesn't involve "Spider-Man being a menace!"" Peter jokingly shook his fist, doing his best old grizzled voice. Man, there was a lot to do tomorrow...

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The door knocked on the early Saturday morning of the Thompson's house. It was a much older house that didn't look too friendly, and as Peter stood in front of the door, he could hear dogs barking, an older man yelling something, and Flash's voice yelling back. But the door opened to reveal a pretty woman, giving a smile to Peter. "Uh- Hello. I was wondering if Flash was home?" Peter asked politely. "You one of Flash's friends?" She asked. "Haven't seen you around before, then again Flash doesn't bring his friends over here much... Flash! You have a visitor!" She screamed, walking away from the door. He now heard the older man yelling. "You better not run off boy! We ain't done with this talk!"

"Fine!"

Flash came to the door, with a black eye, an arm sling, and a very surprised look on his face. "What do you want?" He asked. Peter swallowed, and looked at him. "I... Just wanted to apologize... for everything." Peter said quietly before looking down. There was a lot of silence between the two, before Flash finally spoke up. "I lost my old man. When I was really little." Flash said, also looking away, but Peter looked up at him. "He was hit by a drunk driver coming back home from work. Didn't make it through surgery... It's tough. Losing people you love."

Peter felt uncomfortable. Flash never talked to him like this. Why was he doing it now? When he should be threatening his life, and on the verge of strangling him? "It pushes people a bit too far with their actions." Peter finally said. And Flash gave a nervous nod. "Its easy to pick on kids who feel the same way. You know just what to say to make yourself feel better, but hurt them. I wasn't hitting on Lexi, Parker. That's not my style. And now that I know you pack a punch, I ain't gonna even go for her when you do run out of money to keep her." Flash gave a small smirk. He was obviously joking in the only way how: by making fun of Peter. And strangely enough, Peter felt more comfortable with this.

It all made sense to him now why Flash always picked on him. He had what looked like an abusive step dad, and he idolized Spider-Man because he stops people from dying unexpectedly like his own father... and Peter's Uncle. Huh. They had something in common. "So.. We cool?" Peter asked, and Flash gave a grin. "yeah, we're cool... But don't you dare say a word about this, or I'll beat the snot out of you, you hear my Parker?"

"yeah, Thompson. Loud and Clear."

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The Daily Bugle was packed with journalists and paper workers running through. The Bugle was the best source of true news (besides Spider-Man, Jameson really didn't like masked vigilantes). Peter made his way to the receptionist desk next to the door that read "J.J Jameson" She looked up and gave Peter a warm smile. "Hey! Paul, right?"

"Peter, actually... Parker." He said with a small smile, holding out an envelope. "I have some more pictures of Spider-man, and Catwoman for Mr. Jameson..." He began, but was cut off. "Go right in, he would love to see those!" Peter gave a small "thanks" before making his way to the door, and knocking on it.

"Betty, that better be you with my coffee--" The man was cut off when he realized who it was that walked in. J. Jonah Jameson sat behind his desk, cigar in one hand, and a few photos in the other. With him was the editor-in-chief, Joe Robertson They both stared at Peter for a second before Jameson went "Who are you?"

"I'm Peter Parker--"

"Parker... Parker... oh yeah, you gave us those pictures of Spider-Man a few months ago!" He exclaimed, sitting up. "Yessir, but--"

"Good! Let me see them! Maybe we can find one of him beating up a puppy!"

"I don't think he's causing trouble anymore... he seems to be helping out a lot more, and back in his original suit..." Peter trailed off as both Robertson and Jameson looked at the photos. "These are really good, Peter." Robertson said, looking up with a smile. Jameson was still looking through them. "Not bad... But they aren't what we're looking for." He tossed them back at Peter, who was a bit shocked by it, but he wasn't going to argue with the guy. He took the pictures and started walking for the door.

"Wait."

Peter stopped and turned around to see Jameson holding out his hand again. "Give them to me." He stated. Peter handed them back, and once again he glanced at them. "How much you want for them?" He asked. Peter hesitated, and before he could speak, Jameson did yet again. "100 for the bunch." He said, puffing out smoke from his cigar. "That's--"

"Too cheap, I know. How about 200. No, too much. I'll go 150, but that's it." Jameson was having a conversation with himself, and Robertson just rolled his eyes. "I'll.. I accept!" Peter said with a smile. Jameson looked over at Robertson and motioned him to pay him. He sighed and walked towards Peter. "Follow me, Mister Parker." He said as they exited the room. The two went past the huge amount of people running around. "Bye, Peter!" the receptionist said as Peter and Joe walked by them. "I see you met Betty. She seems to have a liking for you." Joe said, and Peter opened his mouth to say he already had a girlfriend but was cut off. "I'm just messing with you, Pete." The two went to a desk in the corner of the room, obviously his workspace. He started to pull out a check, and as he was writing it he looked up at Peter. "Say, how do you get so lucky with these Pictures? You seem to be the only kid who can get clear photos of the Web Head, and now Cat Woman."

"I.. er. Just follow the crime, and sometimes he just poses for them..." Peter managed to say, caught off guard by the question. Joe nodded. "I see... How would you like a job here? As our Vigilante photographer? We'll pay you a lot more, and I'm sure I can talk to JJ about making these headlines a bit more friendly towards him. I agree with you that he isn't that bad of a guy." Robertson said with a smile. Peter was at a loss for words. "I would love to work here...! I could really use one." With Aunt May taking a break from working since Uncle Ben dying, and Peter not getting paid for being a super hero...

"Alright, Mister Parker. Consider yourself hired. Whenever you have some pictures of Spider-Man or Catwoman, just come on over, and give them to us."

"Sounds good.. Thank you Mister Robertson!"

As Peter walked out of the Daily Bugle office with a smile on his face, He thought this day would be a tough one, but its turning out better than expected! Now all that was left to do was surprise Lexi with a little date...

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"WHO IS THE MASTERMIND?" The Daily Bugle Article read. Wilson Fisk smiled to himself, reading all the possible leads they had on the man who was running the organized crimes in New York. He was very surprised to see that they concluded it was one person or group ordering everyone around. But they would never figure out who it is. Wilson Fisk was a very huge man, mostly pure muscle. His head was bald, and he wore a very expensive white suit with a purple shirt underneath. Many people didn't know his real name. A lot of people heard of Kingpin though in the crime business. No one dared muttered the name. As he began the article on Spider-Man, a man walked in to the room. "Everything is good to go, Mister Fisk. All we have to do is find the best opportunity to strike."

"Excellent. Mister Jameson will never know what hit him. But everyone will have theories on who it is..." Wilson Fisk, also known as Kingpin, smiled and leaning back. The city will be his to control.

Robin Hood (EasilyAmused & Jones Sparrow)

Robin was in and out of consciousness a few times before going through the very small operation that had to take place. He would have replied to Friar Tuck, but the searing pain in his side made him unable to really put words in his mouth... Marian was helping him to a table, and he saw all the concerned faces, and as his hood was pulled away he lost consciousness. He was too out of it to mention not to take off his mask to Tuck, or the two women, he just hoped that no one would get the idea... But he was wrong. He came through a bit later, opening his eyes groggily to see his cousin staring down at him, completely shocked at what she saw... Was she still amazed that Robin Hood was here? He tried to sit up, but he winced in pain and laid back down, looking over at Cassie.

"R...Rob...?" She muttered. and Robin Hood nodded. "yeah, Robin Hood. In the flesh..." He said with a weak smile, but the smile soon faded when he saw his handkerchief in her hand. She knew who he was. "Shit..." Robert said, closing his eyes. "You're Robin Hood?! Why didn't you tell me!" She demanded. "Because you ran away to New York to rob things on the off chance that Robin Hood, a masked man you never met and haven't seen ever before, catches you robbing something before the cops so you could somehow join his team of criminals." Robin said rather simply. Cassie shook her head. "I would have gotten away..." She began.

"Is that why I got shot?" Robert asked, taking back the bandana and tying it around his face again. "Come on, Uncle Rob! I was pretty good! You have to admit!"

"You stole from a store just to get our attention. You didn't do it to donate to the poor, you didn't steal from somewhere that really could spare a couple articles of clothing, and although you managed to snag a few things, you got caught. There's a lot you need to learn before you can just join-- Which i'm not saying you will. So don't get any ideas." Robin said, pointing a finger at her. "If I had someone to teach me... Wait... John... and Gwen... Are they...?"

"Yeah, but we aren't discussing this right now. You're going to pretend that I'm not your uncle, and that you don't know me. Because Marian doesn't need to know. Not yet anyway..." Robin began, and Cassie nodded. "No problem..."

Robin was bare from the waist up, but bandaged on his side. He didn't know when Father Tuck learned how to do this kind of stuff, but he wasn't complaining. He gave him enough meds and enough treatment for the wound to feel tolerable. Soon enough both Friar Tuck and Marian came back, holding fresh clothes for him, and a green hoodie. "How bad was it?" Robin asked as Tuck handed him the clothes. "A minor injury with your status." He answered. "The bullet went in, but not too deep, but running around and driving didn't help with the blood loss."

"Huh... Thanks for the patch up." He looked up to see Marian. "And thanks for taking her to safety. Not the best way to spend your night..." Robin said with a smile behind his mask. "But you can't say it wasn't exciting, right?"

He slowly sat up. "Oh, Father, this is our newest Merry Man, Marian Anderson."

"yes, I know. We had a lovely discussion. I have to say, its a surprise that the police chief's daughter is willing to help us..." He was pretty much saying "I hope you know what you're doing, Robert." But Robin nodded. "I have friends everywhere, father. The police chief's daughter, a priest, all i need is a Rabbi and I can start a really bad joke."

Spider-Man: Childhood Friends (Jones Sparrow and EasilyAmused)

It was nice-- No, Really really nice, to be kissed again. If he had a choice, he would be spending this time trying to make it up for her... But unfortunately, he was not only just a teenage guy. He was also a super hero that the city was very on edge with. He needed to get his status changed from "vigilante" to "loved hero" again... He remembered the last time he was a vigilante. No free hot dogs, people screamed whenever he appeared, the police were constantly trying to shoot at him... Yeah, not fun.

"We begin..." Spider-Man let go of the web, and while falling in mid air tilted sideways to land on his feet. "By correcting my mistakes." He said simply. "And that involves helping old women cross the street, helping sell some girl scout cookies... saving some beached whale off the coast of California." He stood at the side of the building as well, hands on his hips, then looking over at her with a shrug. "Those things can be hard to do on a Friday night. So I was thinking that I get back in to the photography business. Take a few photos of the original red and blue spidey fighting crime with little injuries to the criminals, and then sell them to the Daily Bugle. I get some cash from some very rare Spider-Man pictures, and they show the good side of Spider-Man again. And tomorrow is a Saturday, so we can spend all day patrolling the city, which means a lot more light hearted situations, like saving a cat from a tree, or stopping a purse robber..."

He hesitate for a second before giving the second part. "And then I want to get rid of the guys who will protect my Uncle's killer from going to jail." He said softly. "I don't know how long that's going to take, and I have only small leads right now, but I'm going to do this. I'm not letting him get away again." There was a pause for a second before he looked at her once again. "So, I got my trusty camera in my backpack, lets start Peter Parker's "Spider-Man messed up but he's actually a really cool guy and you should love him again" Gallery."

He leaned back until he fell off the side of the building, and after a few seconds of free falling, he shot out a web, shooting through the city. It felt good to be back to his old self!

Gaurdians of the Galaxy; An Old Friend |Jones Sparrow & EasilyAmused|

Peter thought about their options. All of the Guardian's reactions would be either really good, or really bad. There really was no telling who would react when he told them that Nikki was now apart of the Guardians of the Galaxy. "Well, we'll throw Rocket in a cage if he gets any ideas, I think Gamora is warming on on you, Groot will most likely declare who he is, and we have a lot of work to do before we can celebrate our not-wedding." Peter said, wiping a tear from her cheek gently with his thumb, not really noticing he did it. He stood up, glancing over at her. "I'll let take it all in.. when you're ready, we're going to talk about how to get back at those mercs that beat us up."

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"Alright, I have a plan."

"Yeah, I've heard that one before."

"Ignoring that rude comment, we don't stand a chance against these Talon guys. There's just too many of them. And since its our civil duty to take down any bad guys that appear in this galaxy that pose as a threat, we need to stand a chance."

"I'm assuming this is where you're plan comes in." Gamora said with a small smile. Out of everyone on this ship, she had always seen the potential in him, which was assuring when Rocket could be pretty brutal. Peter nodded. "We're going to need to get a hold of Yondu." That made the ship a bit quiet. "You mean the crazy space pirate that raised you, threatens to eat you constantly, and is probably mad to find out that you didn't give him the stone in the first place?"

"That's the one."

"That's risky, Quill. The Ravagers are--"

"The biggest merc group, according to you. So if we get Yondu to help us, say that they have been saying that they're the best, yadda yadda yadda, he'll help. He also has a soft spot for me." Quill added with a nod. "I know its not the best plan, but worst case scenario, I'll be the one that gets yelled and shot at... What, does anyone else have a better idea?" Peter demanded. Everyone shook their heads.

"I am Groot."

"That's a stupid idea! How are we going to get a gun that big?"

"I am Groot." Groot said defensively.

"If we agreed that we had that amount of money, just because you have a lot of money, doesn't mean there is a big enough gun!"

"Okay, okay! Any other ideas?" Peter yelled over them. No one spoke. "then its settled. Time to visit my good ole pal..."

And with that, Peter went to the cock pit to put in the coordinates, judging by this time of the year, they would probably be in the southern quadrant of the Var Nebula. Their favorite place to take a break and drink.

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Since this ship was technically a Ravager ship, the Ravagers didn't even notice the much smaller ship going in to the docking bay of their very large battle cruiser. parts of it had worn red paint around the ship, the symbol of the Ravagers on the sides, and other battle scars from years of traveling the galaxy. "Are you sure we should do this?" Gamora asked, standing over Peter's shoulder. "Yeah, Yondu likes surprises. He'll love seeing me again!" But he wasn't so sure about that. The only reason Peter didn't notify them was because of the fact that they had Nikki on board now, a very wanted and rare race. If they did a background check on her before they got here, they probably would have been ambushed... That, and he wasn't sure if they would agree to meet them, or if they did, accept. Now that he had the element of surprise, he was likely this would end out nicely... hopefully...

Robin Hood (EasilyAmused & Jones Sparrow)

Cassie was going to get it when they got home, oooohhh he wasn't a lecture type of guy, especially to his cousins, but he was her supervision while she was in New york. And Robert is going to give her the biggest "I'm so disappointed in you" speech of all time. He was still in his uniform, he heard the sirens of the police cars, but when he got to the store that she robbed, he cussed silently as to see that she wasn't there, but a lot of police officers. Before they could spot him, he booked it down the street, glancing back and forth on the sidewalk to see where she ran off to.

He finally found her. on a street corner, hands out with officers pointing guns at her... It was too late for him to change, it was too late for him to leave the area, and it was too late for him to talk his way out of this... Shit. Marian was also there. Robin Hood blared a horn though to cut through the police cars surrounding the two women, stopping right in front of them for their protection. He stopped and glanced at Cassie and Marian to make sure they were alright, then at the four police officers, who were a bit shocked to see this. "Is that...?"

"Brad Pitt? No, but don't worry, I get confused with him alot." Robin replied bowing his head a bit towards the police officers. Of course they were so shocked that they didn't know what to say. Its not every day THE Robin Hood purposely gets surrounded by police officers. But they didn't have enough time. They would soon remember that he is the most wanted man in New York, and he would most likely be asked to surrender. He had no intentions of doing that.

He climbed off the bike, and held out his hand towards Cassie, who stared at it for a moment before realizing what he was asking, and she handed him the items she stole just recently. Not bad for her first robbery. An expensive watch, two necklaces, and a pair of shoes. Robin took the items and held it out to the police officers. "I was hoping we could get off with a warning tonight?" He asked, the officers still held their weapons out. Robin sighed. "Alright, then..."

When becoming a wanted man, and a master thief, fighting had to come natural to you. Robin was a very talented archer, but when you're close range, that weapon doesn't do so well.. so another skill he had to pick up was hand to hand fighting. Knowing how to disarm someone up close, and not killing them (That wasn't Robert's style).

He threw the items towards the police officers, and then stepped forward towards the closest officer. He grabbed the officer's wrist, twisting it slightly so she could let go of the firearm, and then he dismantled it in a sweep swoop. He had light fingers. He then rolled off her back and kicked a man in the stomach, making him lose his balance and hitting the cop car. He hit the ground and rolled when the other two officers started shooting, but he kicked in one of their legs, taking the gun, and then slamming the butt of it in the other officer's wrist. They would all get bruises here, of course, but nothing serious. He wasn't here for that, and it would make him look like the bad guy.

out from his belt he pulled out a police baton, and looked at the officers. "We're going to leave peacefully now, alright?" He asked, then turned his attention to the girls. "Get to the safe house, I'll meet up with yo--" Another gun went off, and Robin fell to his knees with the largest amount of pain he has ever felt. His side was on fire, and he cussed himself out in his mind, forgetting that he didn't dismantle one of the guns. "Go! Now!"

He couldn't go with them. If he did, they would tag Marian's license plates, they would open fire on the car, and they would be wanted criminals for helping Robin Hood. Right now, they were people Robin was helping. They won't get penalized for that (well, Cassie would be charged with robbery... but he was sure they would forget about her since he was here).

He leapt over on to the opposite side of his motor cycle for cover, and he pulled out a very classic a cliche item: a smoke bomb. He quickly climbed on his his bike, and drove hard and fast, making as many turns as he could, going in to alley ways, and when he absolutely made sure he wasn't being followed, he made it to the small church Friar Tuck owned. He parked the bike a couple of blocks away in an alley, and he soon remembered that he had a bullet in his side.

He made the trek to the entrance of the church, and as he stepped in, all he could mutter was "Father..." but he trailed off, falling to the ground. Although his clothing soaked up all the blood he was losing, he still had lost a lot.

Spider-Man: Childhood Friends (Jones Sparrow and EasilyAmused)

Peter and Aunt May were in silence for a little while, taking in what they've heard. They had a chance to bring the killer to justice. Aunt May gave Peter a small smile before going upstairs to her room, probably to let out a lot of steam after Peter becoming a rebel, and thinking of Ben again... It was a lot to take in. Not only for her, but for Peter as well. He had another method of coping with stuff though. He spent the day cleaning his room (throwing away every black article of clothing he owned), Making sure his camera still worked, and making sure his suit still fit (The ONLY good thing about Venom taking him over was that he gained a bit more muscle, and you can now see them a bit through his suit. That was a morale booster Peter needed at this time).

The night rolled in, and Peter was ready to go back to his regular Spider-Man self.

Lexi was already at their meetup spot. Spider-Man decided to make his reappearance one to remember. He repelled down on a string of web upside down right behind Lexi. "Feels good to be back in the land of the living." He announced, tilting his head a bit. "I finally feel awake."

Robin Hood (EasilyAmused & Jones Sparrow)

Robert was once again, impressed with how detailed she was just on the first day on her research mission. As he walked, he smiled a bit. While she was telling him Gibson's strategy, he was going over his theories on what he did, and some were right, some weren't. Gibson was good, he had taken down other organized crimes before... But Robin Hood and the Merry Men were not something you can stop by following text book rules. They didn't come from a silly little movie. Maybe tomorrow he could make work a bit more interesting. Then she went on to talk about, well, himself, and he couldn't help but smile behind the mask.

"I think you're giving Locksley a bit too much credit." Robin said, looking over at her. "But if you think he's a threat... I'll look in to it. He's good, I'll give him that." He turned to look over at her. "Good job. I'm once again impressed... I can see that you're up for the task of helping the poor, and stealing from the people who don't deserve it." Robin nodded, looking her up and down. "Nice coat by the way." He added.

"Now that you've now are going against the federal agency, you should know about a safehouse. There's a small church on the south part of Manhattan. A man named Father "Friar" Tuck runs the place, and gives everyone in the Merry Men a place to rest when on the run. All you have to do is give him the code phrase: You Get what you Give. He'll know instantly, and you'll be alright. That's only if you're in trouble, though."

"Keep on finding what you can on the guy... And maybe stop by that church, you might see some familiar faces there. I'll see you around, Marian." He gave a nod of his head to her, and then parted ways with her, in to the not so populated streets of New York.

As he was walking away, he got a call from his phone. Checking it, he saw Gwen was calling him. "Romeo's Pizza." Robin said jokingly. "Robin. Cassie is gone."

"What?" Robin asked, picking up his pace to a run.

"I used the restroom, and when I came back, her stuff was gone... She was asking about Robin Hood earlier, and saw your files, and I think she's going to do something dumb...!"

"Alright... Try to track her phone." Robert said. A minute later while still on the line, Gwen spoke up. "Got her. She's... At some clothing store... Oh no. A silent alarm just went off... The Police are on their way." Gwen gave her the address of the area, and Robin booked it to the motorcycle he parked a couple blocks away (Some of the Charity funds went to Merry Men's equipment), and raced towards the place where his dumb cousin was at. At the same time, Guy Gibson was on the way there too, with a squad of policemen, thinking they finally will be able to catch a Merry Man.

Gaurdians of the Galaxy; An Old Friend |Jones Sparrow & EasilyAmused|

Peter was glad to see a smile on her face again. Even when she was crying she still looked beautiful. When she started to talk about their "marriage", all he did was give a nod and smile. He really didn't know what "living his life" was. Right now, it was doing a little good, a little bad, and a little both. A motto he liked to say ever since he joined the Guardians. He wasn't sure if it was obvious now, but he really seemed to be falling for Nikki. Hell, there could be the plan of tearing up that paper, and the going against the Council by running away, or fighting back at them. Using the outlaw way.

He kept her hand, rubbing her hand with his thumb gently, giving a "humble" shrug and smile back. "All in a day's work for a noble warrior, My Lady." Peter said with a an English accent (but he often forgets that there is no England in space...). "Oh, and Rocket might try and ask you out on a date later. He thinks he's a bit of a lady's man if you couldn't tell... We can get a restraining order for him or something if he becomes too creepy." Peter said half jokingly.