Fan Fiction: Crossovers
Why Wasn't I There?
Part 5 (cont.)
Spider-Man swung through the streets several minutes later, one eye on the GPS in his hand, and the other on the street signs he was passing.
When he found the right coordinates, he kept swinging till he was a bit further up the road. He found himself a hidden corner and pulled out a pair of binoculars. Looking at the building the coordinates indicated, he reached for his radio with his other hand. "Stephen?"
The voice on the other end came through. "Talk to me."
"The building is a business named Damson industries."
"One sec."
Stephen turned off the radio and activated his console. "Burbank?"
The console buzzed. "Yes?"
"I also need information on a business called Damson Industries." He gave the building's address. "I need this fast."
"Yes sir. And the previously requested information is coming across now."
"Already? You're amazing Burbank. Keep me informed." Stephen cut the connection, and took the new file from the pneumatics. It was the information he had requested about the pick up point and the code names the Kingpin had listed. Reaching for his radio as he read, he suddenly gasped and turned white.
"Spidey?" he called frantically.
"Yes?" Answered Spider-Man into his radio, still on his hidden perch.
"The results are in! The Russian mafia is sending the deliveries. The particular operation sending the package is a scavenger service, which specializes in getting stuff off destroyed submarines. The code names for the delivery match the ID numbers of sunken submarines. Nuclear subs." A buzzing sound came through the radio. "One sec." The connection was cut; the radio remained silent for several long seconds as Spider-Man tried to understand what he was being told. Then it came back to life. "Spidey, Damson Industries doesn't exist. The Building is scheduled for demolition in three weeks. The package is going somewhere that nobody would even consider as a hiding place, and the package is something from a sunk nuclear submarine."
He paused briefly to let this sink in. "Spidey, the Sacred Sword just bought themselves the bomb."
Spider-Man was silent for a long moment, and then let go a few choice words.
"I'm on my way." Shouted the Shadow's voice. "We wont have long. The nuke will be arriving within the next few minutes."
"Do you want me to try and stop it?" Spider-Man asked. But even as he spoke, a convoy of armoured trucks and jeeps came rumbling down the street, his enhanced senses and danger warning told him that the passengers were very heavily armed. Before he could do anything, the convoy had rolled up to the entrance and two dozen men jumped out, some of them carrying heavy crates, and the rest looking in all directions nervously. All at once the building was calm again; the men vanished within.
"Cancel that." Hissed Spider-Man. The nuke is already there. It just arrived."
"Damn." Swore The Shadow's voice. "I'll be there soon."
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