Chapter 188: AIM Attacks

Chapter 188: AIM Attacks

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When Peter woke up the next morning and finished his usual routine, he was about to go and check on Lily to make sure that she did her homework, but Jarvis suddenly spoke through his phone.

"Sir, we may have a situation." Jarvis says immediately, stopping Peter in his tracks.

"What is it?" Peter asks as he whips out his phone.

"I manage all of Mr. Starks social media accounts for him, as you know. He received an odd private message only a couple of hours ago." Jarvis starts to explain.

"Wait, why aren't you going to Tony for this?" Peter asks.

"Mr. Stark was out very late last night with Miss Potts and refused to wake up." Jarvis explains dejectedly, as if he tried many times to get Tony to listen to him, before giving up and coming here.

"Huh?! With Pepper?" Peter says as he wondered if it was a date... "Let's worry about that later. What's the message?"

*Ding ding!*

"I sent it to your phone, sir." Jarvis says as Peter's phone chimes.

'Killian declared war. Full planes incoming!'

"Short and sweet, huh?" Peter comments, as he wondered what the words 'Full planes' could mean, either bombs or soldiers or both? "That's all that was sent?"

"Yes, sir." Jarvis answers.

"Who sent it?" Peter asks curiously.

"A high-level member of AIM, Joshua McBride." Jarvis reveals.

"I guess he's jumping ship." Peter comments as he turns back to his phone. "Jarvis, hack into Air Traffic Control and find me these planes."

"On it, sir."

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Only a few minutes later, Jarvis returned with some information.

"Sir, there are ten large army transport planes, registered under AIM, heading to New York City." Jarvis explains his findings. "They will arrive within the hour."

"Okay, give me coordinates." Peter commands as his clothes swap to his spider suit.

"Sir, there's a similar group of planes heading to Washington DC as well." Jarvis adds out of nowhere.

'Why is Killian sending planes to the Capital?' Peter asked himself, though he soon thought of every villain that has ever existed. 'Does he want to take over the country?'

"This is some good stuff." Peter says as he sips from the glass through his mask and starts hacking like a smoker. "Cough... cough... Smooth."

"Spider-Man?!" Killian finally spoke as his body began to light up.

"Yeah, that's me." Peter says as he sets his drink down. "You may want to calm down."

Pointing to Killian's seat, Peter watched as it started to bubble and melt. This didn't go unnoticed for long, as Killian quickly turned down the heat.

"Smart." Peter nodded as Killian left his ruined chair and started pacing around the room. "You wouldn't want to melt through the plane and fall from this altitude... Actually, go ahead. That would make my job so much easier."

"Shut up!" Killian lashes out as he doesn't know what to do. "How are you here?"

"I flew here with Ms. Frizzle on the magic school bus." Peter answers jokingly.

"What?" Killian didn't understand the reference, though he soon gained some confidence. "I would get back to New York if I were you."

"Why is that?" Peter asked, finding this situation pretty funny.

"Oh, you don't know..." As if on queue, Aldrich went on a five-minute rant about his army, which was marching to New York Cities' doorstep. "If you leave now, you may be able to save a few of the leftovers?"

Killian looked smug as he taunted Peter, but that would soon change.

With a flick of his wrist, Peter opened a window-sized portal in front of Killian's face, causing him to freeze in shock.

"Y-You..." Killian stutters as he stared into the window, like a deer in headlights. "How?!"

On the other side, is the floating space wreckage that was once Aldrich's army, which took him many years to put together.

"I found them buzzing around my city, so I sent them to space. No big deal." Peter says with a shrug as he kicks his feet up on the table.

In Peter's humble opinion, this is the best part of being a hero. Turning the tables on some maniac and watching them slowly crumble as they realize they've lost everything.

"Why are you even here?" Killian asks as Peter could have probably done the same thing to him.

"I'm here to give you a chance." Peter says with a shrug as he closed the portal with a simple hand movement. "Surrender or well... don't."

The obvious threat of what would happen, should he refuse didn't need to be said. Killian would simply end up like the other half of his army.

Just hearing the word surrender seemed to ignite something in Killian, as he started to glow brightly once again.

Raising an eyebrow, Peter shook his head in disappointment. He thought that Killian was a smart man, but he seemed to be ruled by his own turbulent emotions.

"I refuse!" Killian shouted as he began to melt through the plane, opening a round hole in the floor below as he fell out of the plane.

Suddenly, loud winds filled the cabin as alarms blared and emergency oxygen masks fell from the ceiling.

"Why do they always choose the hard way?" Peter muttered under his breath as he stepped into the hole, following Killian into the sky.

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