Chapter 26 - Felicia Part 1

Peter stepped back off the ledge he was on and turned to look at the woman behind him. "Cat." Peter mentally berated himself for letting her name slip when she called out to him, 'hopefully she didn't hear', he thought.

Peter's eyes locked onto a woman with platinum hair that was slowly making her way closer. Her red lips stuck out in the moon lit night, and his eyes couldn't help but be drawn in to her blue eyes. Blue eyes that were framed in a black domino mask hiding her identity from the world. Of course Peter knew the original color was green. 'How many people do I know with green yes? And why are they always so smoking hot?'

Peter snapped out of his thoughts as his eyes slowly drifted down to assess her body. She wore a tight black leather suit that left little to the imagination as it gripped her body, but somehow allowed for free movement. He could have sworn he saw her smirk while he was looking.

With white metal gauntlets that were padded with Kevlar and sharp claws on the end, Peter let out a small shiver as he remember the last time they fought. Looking away from the dangerous claws Peter thought about the person he assumed had left the city.

She was Felicia hardy, better known as Black Cat, a well know thief in New York. Of course Peter knew that the items she usually stole came from corrupt individuals, and were later returned to their rightful owners or museums. One of the main reasons that Peter usually let her go, but that wasn't the only reason, there was another reason that he let her go, he knew her personally. Felicia Hardy, an upperclassman 1 year above him that also went to his old school, Midtown High.

Peter actually didn't know her very well until around 2 years ago, back when he was 14. Peter had been invited to one of his best friends parties, held in a penthouse apartment his father Norman owned. With upperclassmen, booze and loud music, it wasn't something Peter usually was invited to, or even thought to go to. But because it was his best friends' party he had to go and he was glad he did.

(2 Years Ago, Harry's party)

Peter felt the loud music around him and looked around the room taking in all the drinking and party games. He kept mostly to himself as he tried to keep away from Flash Thompson and his goons that were also at the party.

Not knowing many people there he sent a text or two on his phone as he was messaging Crystal. Gwen had disappeared earlier on with Harry, so he had no one to talk to. Looking up from his phone he spotted Felicia Hardy standing with Eddie Brock, taking some shots.

Of course Peter touched none of the alcohol at the party, if Aunt May found out he would be grounded for life. He had honestly faced many a super villain that scared him less than a talking from his Aunt. Looking at her, who was dressed in a tank top and jeans his eyes were naturally drawn to her figure.

Small pieces of the information he knew on the brunet flashed through his head. He may be unpopular and bullied quite a lot, but Gwen and Harry usually informed him about some of the popular kids. Raised from a wealthy family, that owned a large foundation, she was the star of the athletics and martial arts clubs.

Some people had described her as super human in the feats she could perform; Peter had never personally seen her in action though. Know as quite a flirt, many of the jocks on the football team and people in the baseball club wanted her as a girlfriend, but so far no one has had a chance.

Watching from the corner, Peter watched as her and Eddie went to have another drink. Just as they were about to down it, one of Felicia's friends came over and started to chat. While her back was turned Eddie, an old friend of Peter's that he never talked to anymore, moved his hand over the top of Felicia's cup.

Peter's eyes narrowed as he watched his hand movement. A frown came to his face as he then looked to see if anyone else had noticed, it didn't look like it. Felicia talked to her friend for a short time before finally getting back to her drink.

Knocking glasses with Eddie, they both knocked back their glasses. Peter watched intently as right after her body seemed to slack. It wasn't very noticeable, but with his enhanced eye sight Peter could tell. It didn't help that Eddie reached out and held her shoulder, stopping her body from completely slumping forwards, stopping anyone from noticing.

Eddie lifted his head up and looked around before he then helped her up and started to move her to the second floor of the apartment. Others also took notice when Eddie started to help Felicia get up and Eddie talked to anyone that came close.

Peter narrowed his eyes even more as he watched and listened in. With his enhanced hearing he could just make out the excuses Brock was sprouting as he moved up the stairs. "She's had one too many. I'll drop her off in one of the rooms upstairs." Saying that and a few other words, those that came to help made way to let him up.

Peter pocketed his phone and stood up from where he was sitting, a disgusted feeling rising. *Boom* *Boom* Navigating the room and ignoring the music Peter quickly made his way up the stairs not wanting to waste any time. Keeping his eyes peeled and asking a question or two, he quickly found where Eddie had taken Felecia.

Walking up to the quiet door Peter tested the handle, it was locked. Peter's feeling got even worse as he pushed with a bit more strength and quickly broke the hinges off the door. With the noise going on around no one noticed the strange scene of a door breaking.

Moving the door out of the way and walking into the dimly lit room, Peter was disgusted as he looked at his former friend. "Eddie!!!" Peter shouted out loud as he watched him with his pants down, while a barely conscious Felecia was laid out on the bed her pants down.