Chapter 331: Job Offer

Chapter 331: Job Offer

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After finally figuring out how to grow back to normal size, Scott bent down and found a tiny dead fly on the floor with a small needle running through its entire body.

"Not bad for a test drive. Keep the suit." The same voice spoke over the helmet once again. "I'll be in touch soon."

"No, no. No, thank you." Denied vehemently as he packed the suit up and rushed out of the apartment, surprising his friend with his odd behavior.

But before he could say anything, Scott was already rushing down the stairs and headed to his car, where he would quickly peel out of the area, burning tire marks onto the street on his way out.

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Pym and Peter watched the entire battle with the fly, both shocked by the former criminal's ability to handle the situation.

"Quite a show, isn't it?" Pym said with a small smile. "It seems that my choice for a successor was spot on."

Peter nodded, still a bit in awe of what he had just witnessed. "Yeah, I never thought I'd see something like that. But I don't think he plans on accepting the position..."

Peter and Pym watched a few of the ant cameras, which showed Scott speeding through traffic, driving in their direction.

"Yes, that is a valid concern..." Pym replied, turning to face the young superhero. "But of course, I have a backup plan."

Pym reached across his desk and pressed a button before relaxing back into his chair. "Now we wait."

Peter nodded slowly. "Okay, so how did you set him up to steal the suit?"

Peter knew that Pym masterminded all of this, though he wasn't sure how exactly.

"Well, there's very little that money can't buy. And it also helped that I could shrink myself down and go just about anywhere..." Pym answered with a shrug.

"Well, I don't mean to be rude or anything, but I have to ask. Why Scott?" Peter asked curiously. The origin of this chapter's debut can be traced to N0v3l--B1n.

After all, the man is a criminal.

"I needed someone to take up the mantle of Ant-Man, and I saw something in him that made me believe he was the right person for the job. He may stumble a bit at first, but I have faith that he'll get the hang of it." Pym answered, putting his hopes and expectations on one man.

Pym sighed, knowing that this was a conversation he had been dreading, though he expected to have it with his daughter. "I understand your concerns. Scott has a criminal record, and he's not exactly the most trustworthy person. But I believe in him. I believe that he has the potential to be a great hero if he's given the chance."

Pym chose Scott Lang as his successor because of his skills as a former thief and his willingness to do the right thing.

He was reluctant to let his daughter become the next Ant-Man because he was still grieving over the loss of his wife, who was also a superhero named the Wasp.

Enter Scott Lang, a recently released ex-convict who had a daughter and was struggling to find work.

He has a background in breaking into high-security facilities, which made him a valuable asset for Pym's plan to stop Darren Cross and his Ant-Man copy.

"Hey, what's going on guys?" Peter asked the approaching police officers.

"We received a report of a breaking and entering." One of the higher-ranked officers replied. "Once we arrived on scene, the front door was open and this man came walking out."

"I see..." Peter nodded as he turned to Scott, who looked even more depressed than before.

After all, what would his daughter think when his name is plastered all over the news as a thief caught by Spider-Man himself?

"Look..." Peter scratched the back of his head awkwardly as he turned back to the cops. "I need this guy for a separate investigation. Can you guys just leave him to me?"

"?" The officers exchanged looks with one another.

"Of course!" One of the more overzealous officers agreed excitedly. "We'd be happy to help! Do you need anything from us?"

"No." Peter shook his head. "Just return to your normal patrol. Thanks for understanding."

"Umm... can we get a picture?" Another officer hesitantly asked as she pulled out her phone.

"Sure, no problem."

After taking a few selfies with the one and only Spider-Man, they all got back in their cars and drove off, leaving Peter and Scott behind.

And once the police were out of sight, Peter turned to Scott. "Hey, man, you okay?"

Scott stood frozen in front of the house, wondering what the hell Spider-Man could possibly want with him. "Uhh, yeah?"

"Good." Peter nodded with a grin. "Follow me."

Peter walked back into the house and took a seat in the living room.

Of course, Scott followed closely behind, as he had no way of escaping someone like Spider-Man.

"Sorry about the police." Peter said as he leaned back into the couch. "I didn't know Pym's plan, so when they arrived, I came out to help."

"?" Scott looked about as confused as anyone could possibly be in this situation.

"Well, how about I offer you a job?" Peter offered. "I can also assist with your legal troubles. With my help, it should be easy to get joint custody of your daughter."

Scott was taken aback by the offer. He had no idea what was happening and even less of an idea as to why Spider-Man was helping him.

More than anything else, he wondered why Spider-Man knew so much about him, a no named criminal.

"Why are you doing this?" He asked hesitantly. "Do we know each other or something?"

Spider-Man chuckled. "No, but the man who owns that suit you took seems to like you. He thinks you have what it takes to become his successor."

"Successor to who?" Scott asked in confusion.

The more Peter talked, the more questions Scott had for him.

Suddenly, footsteps could be heard as a new yet familiar voice filled the room. "Successor to me."

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