Chapter 221: Spider-Man's First Night!

Since there was nothing left for me to do, obviously, I left Coulson to his duties as a Shield agent while I left New Mexico, heading to Japan, because, surprise, surprise, there was another freaking tsunami threatening to wipe out the eastern side of the country.

Of course, while I was flying off the coast of Japan, freezing the tsunami before it could reach the shore and cause extensive damage, I kept partial focus on Thor, who was currently telling Mrs. Foster all about the Nine Realm, Asgard, the Bifrost, and his punishment, after walking home a drunk Dr. Selvig.

By the time I had finished dealing with the tsunami, Thor and Mrs. Foster had long since retired to sleep, so after giving the people of Japan a friendly smile, I shot off back home, deciding to do that as well; however, when I landed in my backyard, to my surprise, I saw Mom and Carol sitting on the porch talking.

"Um, I didn't know you were here." Said Tut lightly as he glanced at Carol in slight surprise before shifting his focus to Hana, who rolled her eyes at his words.

"Yes, you did. You can hear everything on the planet." "I mean, yeah, but most people don't tend to enjoy being constantly reminded that someone can always hear them." Remarked Hana and Tut, respectively, as the former took a sip of alcohol while eyeing the latter, who hesitantly nodded before swiftly changing into his normal clothes.

"Anyway, where have you been?" Asked Carol curiously as she looked at Tut, who recounted the events in Japan, causing her to whistle in awe.

"You stopped a whole Tsunami? I've got to hand it to you; you've got a versatile number of abilities. I would've been left helpless in that situation." Added Carol with a raised eyebrow before she clicked her tongue, slightly annoyed with herself, only for her to shake her head.

"Hmm, you've got powers, Carol? I didn't know that." Asked Hana in slight surprise as she looked at Carol, who proudly flashed a smile while raising her fist, causing an aura of colors to engulf her hand.

"Yep, and to give you an idea of how amazing I am, I can effortlessly beat you snail of a son in a race." Stated Carol with a playful smirk as she looked at Hana before side-glancing Tut, who rolled his eyes before snorting.

"Tsk, remind me, what happened to your fist when you punched me at light speed? Oh, my broken hand!" Asked Tut with a click of his tongue, only for him to wickedly smile while imitating a pained expression, causing Carol to grunt.

"Hmph, but I made you bleed and knocked a tooth out of your mouth." "Heh, yeah, but if I hadn't stopped in time, I would've punched a hole right through your stomach. No more Carol Danvers for us." Stated Carol and Tut, respectively, as the former scoffed in annoyance while the latter smirked, clearly having won the argument since she aggressively stood up.

"Alright, you brat, you got momma angry. C'mon, let's go!" Stated Carol with a snort as she cracked her neck, sporting an aggressive smile before lowering her stance.

"Oh, so you want to go? I'll gladly show you whose superior." Said Tut with a grin while reaching forward, grabbing Carol's hands as the two pushed against each other, entering a contest of strength.

Although Carol sounded angry, we were just playing around, which is why I didn't smush her into the ground like a pancake and let her struggle against me. Granted, I made it obvious she was on the losing side, but not to the point where she was completely helpless against my strength—which, well, she was.

"Go, Pharoah!" Yelled Hana with a faint smile as she cheered for Tut's victory, causing him to flash her a smile while Carol looked betrayed.

"How could you, Hana!?" "What? He's my son; of course, I'll cheer for him. Go Pharaoh! Smush her into the ground! J-Just don't hurt her!" Remarked Carol and Hana, respectively, as the former displayed a mock hurt expression while the latter smirked, the alcohol in her system relaxing her as she continuously cheered for Tut.

Despite it being a little tempting to do as Mom said when I saw Carol was beginning to get exhausted, I eased up before letting go, causing her to plop onto her butt while breathing heavily.

"Heh, being strong feels good." Said Tut with a smirk as he sat down beside Hana while grabbing Carol's cup, only for it to be snatched out of his hands.

"You're four years too young, boy." Stated Hana sternly as she eyed Tut, who pouted before standing up and outstretching his hand to Carol, helping her onto her feet.

"Ugh, remind me never to engage in a contest of strength against you. It felt like the weight of the entire world was pressing against me, and to make things worse, you were hardly trying." Said Carol softly as she glanced at Tut, who smirked, while she moved her shoulder, only for her to grunt in pain.

Laughing at Carol, I pushed her into her seat while I switched back into my suit; I would've liked to sleep or at least rest for the night, but Pete was creeping around in Manhattan, and I felt he might need some help.

"Seeya and Mom, try not to stay up too late; I know it's Friday, but you need your sleep." Said Tut softly as he waved at Hana before shooting off into the sky, just in time to dodge a cup thrown at him while Carol clicked her tongue.

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Floating high above Manhattan, I looked down, watching Pete deal with a group of thugs selling drugs; since this was the US, home of freedom and guns, they had guns, which worried me a little, but I was pleasantly surprised by what I saw.

'That precognition ability of his is really something; it's like he sees into the future.' Mused Tut with a faint smirk as he watched Pete dodge several bullets before controlling his body in ways he'd never seen before.

Although he was doing his best to hold back so as not to kill them, he was holding back a bit too much, so the thugs kept getting back up; before anyone else could get involved, I swiftly flew down while melting every gun with a blast of my heat vision, causing all eyes to shift toward me.

"W-We surrender!" Yelled the leader of the small gang fearfully as he quickly put his hands up, prompting everyone else to do the same.

"Good. Now, walk to the nearest police station." Said Tut lightly as he gently landed on the ground before approaching Peter, who was dressed in his costume.

"I had things under control." Said Peter lightly as he glanced at Tut, who rolled his eyes before shaking his head.

"You punched one of them 23 times, and guess what? He barely had a bruise on him. C'mon punch the wall, but only use enough force to crack it." Remarked Tut blandly as he glanced at Peter, who awkwardly looked away, only for him to gently slap the wall to his left.

"Um, okay." Said Peter with a slightly confused expression as he punched the wall, doing so repeatedly until he found just the right amount of strength.

"Perfect. Now, when fighting humans, just use a bit less strength… If they happen to be mutants, you'll probably need to use more." Stated Tut with a content smile as he glanced at Peter, whose expression twitched.

"I'll break their bones." "Ah, that's fine; you'll learn to better control your strength in due time. A few broken bones are just a small matter, at the end of the day; besides, some people won't learn until they feel pain." Said Peter and Tut, respectively, as the former furrowed his brows while the latter dismissively waved his hand, unbothered with his words.

"I-I don't think you, of all people, should be thinking like that." Said Peter with a wry expression as he looked at Tut, who rolled his eyes while floating into the air.

"Oh, c'mon, you act like a few broken bones will kill someone. Maybe if it stabs their lungs or heart, but you know…" Said Tut with a shrug of his shoulders as he failed to find a valid reason, causing him to avert his gaze before awkwardly coughing.

"A-Anyways, just put some strength behind our punches. Also, we need to have a serious discussion about your outfit because it is ass, if I'm putting it lightly." Added Tut lightly as he looked at Peter while flying away, causing his expression to twitch in annoyance before he, too, left the alleyway.

Shaking my head, I got rid of the image of Pete's terrible suit design while deciding to fly back to New Mexico, specifically, Mrs. Foster's home, where I planned to talk with Thor.

"Maybe he can tell me about Hela." Muttered Tut while his eyes faintly shone in excitement.