CH-13. A sudden attack!

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In the center of the dark warehouse, Natasha stood tall, her left foot planted firmly on the man's head. His body was limp beneath her, and the sense of dominance she exuded was palpable.

Buzz! Buzz!

Suddenly, her phone began vibrating, its screen flashing the name "Coulson." Without hesitation, Natasha reached into her pocket, drew out the device, and saw the familiar caller ID. A faint smirk curved her lips as she walked toward a nearby chair, sitting with an air of relaxation and grace before answering.

"Yes, Coulson." She said, her voice smooth.

"Natasha, we need you back!" Came Coulson's urgent voice from the other end, "I tried reaching you earlier, but your phone was switched off."

"Calling me back so urgently? Is something happening?" Natasha asked, her curiosity piqued. She absentmindedly twirled a strand of her red hair around her finger.

"The world is starting to change." Coulson replied, his tone serious, causing Natasha's fingers to freeze mid-motion.

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Inside an abandoned building in New York…

Peter stood in front of the trio of girls, dressed in his suit, with a confident grin under the mask.

"Shall we get going?" Peter asked, his voice laced with anticipation.

The three girls—Liz, Mary, and Gwen—dressed in their form-fitting pants and hoodies with masks covering their faces, stood ready. Their expressions were a mix of excitement and determination.

"Yes!" They all answered in unison, their voices filled with resolve.

Without another word, they swung into action, launching themselves on webs, heading toward Hell's Kitchen. The city skyline blurred as they moved, faster than the eye could follow.

Meanwhile, in the heart of New York…

"What the hell?!" A man gasped as he looked up at the four figures soaring through the night sky, swinging from building to building with effortless ease.

Another man, quickly recovering from the shock, fumbled for his phone, snapping pictures of the sight in disbelief. It was unlike anything they had ever seen.

Minutes later, Peter and his team arrived at their destination—Hell's Kitchen. They perched on top of a building, surveying their surroundings, unaware that a nearby camera had caught their every move.

Inside a nearby building, guarded by armed men, a man observed the scene on multiple screens. His sharp eyes narrowed at the sight of the four figures.

He was Bullseye, the right hand of Kingpin.

"Spider-Man." Bullseye muttered to himself, his voice low and calculating, "Finally, he shows himself. But who are those three?" He glanced at the three people beside him on the screen before shaking his head, "Doesn't matter. Call everyone in. We're going after him. Inform the boss, now!"

With that, Bullseye left, heading to prepare for the coming confrontation. He knew that Spider-Man was no ordinary opponent, and he would need to be fully suited up for what was to come.

Meanwhile, Peter and his team had their own plans…

Thud!

A man hit the ground hard, saliva dripping from his mouth as his body crumpled under the force.

Thud!

Thud!

Moments later, two more fell beside him, their bones broken and blood pouring from their mouths.

"Good, now you all can control your strength." Peter said, his voice filled with praise.

After arriving at Hell's Kitchen, they had spotted a group of low-level robbers. Peter, relying on his instincts honed from years of experience from his past life, had directed Gwen, Liz, and Mary to incapacitate them without causing any fatalities.

Peter could tell what kind of men they were with a single glance. In his past life, he had cleaned up the world's trash—those who preyed on others—and now he was passing that knowledge to the girls.

"Heh, I'm super strong!" Mary said, a gleam of excitement in her eyes as she planted her right foot on top of one of the downed men.

"Not much stronger than me~" Liz chimed in, mirroring Mary's pose with a teasing grin. Their eyes met, and a silent challenge passed between them as they silently competed to see who was the stronger of the two.

"Haah! Are you sure they can become heroes with such childish personalities?" Gwen remarked dryly, rolling her eyes at the playful banter.

"My cute Gwen~" Peter responded, his tone affectionate as he wrapped an arm around her waist, "Don't worry. When the time comes, they'll act like mature people."

"Hmm, you're right." Gwen replied, her voice calm as she melted slightly into his embrace.

Just then, a strange sensation buzzed in their minds—a low, almost imperceptible hum. Their spider-sense got activated, a warning of imminent danger.

Ting!

"Girls, jump!" Peter commanded, his voice sharp.

Without hesitation, the girls shot webs and launched themselves into the air, swinging to the nearest rooftop. They landed with ease.

Just then the area they had been standing in exploded behind them.

Swish!

BOOM!

A missile slammed into the ground, sending a deafening shockwave through the area. The blast obliterated the three unconscious robbers, their lives snuffed out in an instant.

"What is happening?!" Mary's voice was filled with alarm.

"Was that a missile?!" Liz gasped, her eyes wide.

"Are we under attack?" Gwen asked, her voice taut with worry, piecing the situation together with rapid precision.

"Yes, we are." Peter confirmed, his voice calm and controlled. His mask hid his anger, but his eyes burned with fury.

He was angry—no, furious—not because that someone would dare attack him. But more than that, he was enraged that they had targeted his girls. He knew the dangers they would face in the future, but as their protector, as their man, he couldn't suppress the rage that bubbled within him.

"Girls, they're most likely after me." Peter continued, his voice steady, though his fists clenched at his sides, "So, what do you three want to do? Stay back and watch? Or jump in, gain some experience, and fight?"

He paused, his gaze lingering on each of them. He knew the risks, but he also knew they needed to be prepared for what was to come in the near future. The world they lived in wasn't a safe one, and now, more than ever, they had to be ready for anything.

After a moment of contemplation, the three girls exchanged determined glances before nodding in unison.

"I'll join." Gwen said, her voice unwavering.

"Me too." Liz declared, her eyes gleaming with excitement.

"Same here." Mary added, her tone resolute.

Peter smiled behind his mask. He could see their confidence, their readiness to stand by his side.

"Good." He said, his voice carrying an edge of pride, "Use your powers well. You're all superhuman, so in terms of strength, you're far stronger than them. But remember—bullets can kill, so make sure to use your spider-sense to its fullest. I'll take on the majority of the enemies, but I'll need you to hold your own."

The fight was only just beginning, and Peter knew that the danger was far from over. But he was ready, and so were they.