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A Rider Kick in Marvel ch 64
🕑 Added 2024-07-07 22:26:42 +0000 UTCAfter successfully completing their mission, the members of the Kamen Rider team made their way back to the safe house of Fury, their commanding officer. Jin and Horobi, two of the team's operatives, decided to split up in order to carry out reconnaissance in the criminal underworld. Ace will contact them when they are needed for any upcoming missions. Natasha was tasked with preparing a comprehensive mission report, while Ace took the initiative to meet with Fury to debrief and discuss their next course of action.
“Did you get the components?”
Ace passed the flash drive to Fury. “Right here.”
Fury inspected it and nodded to Ace. “Good job. How about the other thing?”
Ace puffed out his chest. “Of course I have it. The drive also contains all of the data in the SHIELD base.” He crossed his arms. “What are you going to do with it?”
Fury doesn’t mind explaining to the Kamen Rider. “This should help me find more Hydra spies and their bases. Give me time, and I will root out all of those bastards.” Fury’s face was full of determination and he could see a faint smirk on his mouth.
Ace is now worried about what is going to happen to Hydra in the end. Fury is not going to pull any punches on them. “Woah scary… By the way, we ran into some nasty robots when we escaped.”
Fury felt confused. He didn't recall any SHIELD projects involving robots, just experimental implants at most. “Robots? I did not hear any ongoing SHIELD projects for robots.”
“Well, they were nasty, I’ll tell you, but we managed to destroy them easily. However, I’m guessing there will be more appearing where those came from. Most likely, they belonged to Hydra. They must have an army of those somewhere.”
This wasn’t good news for Fury. “That’s concerning… thanks for the heads up. I’ll try to see if we can find out where they are making them.”
“I’ll leave that to you. If you need any help, there is Ark and the Humagears if you need them. Contact me if you need some ‘heavy lifting.’”
“Will do, thank you, Rider.”
As Ace left the safe house, he made his way back to his lavish mansion. Meanwhile, Fury delved into the data, determined to root out Hydra spies and uncover their hidden bases.
…
In the World Security Council, Alexander Pierce sits in his dimly lit office, reading a report that has clearly soured his mood. His brow furrows as he absorbs the troubling news - one of their bases has been attacked, and the crucial final components for their three Helicarriers have been stolen. With the Helicarriers left incomplete, their carefully laid plans have been abruptly halted. Pierce's frustration is palpable as he ponders the implications of this setback.
“How could this happen…”
Pierce called one of his colleagues to get some help.
“What is it, Pierce? This better not be wasting my time!” Arnim Zola's robotic body had a camera for a head and a giant screen on his chest. As he was in the middle of conducting an experiment, he suddenly snapped at Pierce, clearly frustrated by the interruption caused by the incoming call.
“One of our base was attacked.”
“You’re calling me for this!”
“It was the base where the targeting algorithm for the Helicarrier was being developed. The data has been wiped clean, with the rest of the server in the base.”
Zola suddenly came to a sobering realization of the grave situation. The loss of crucial data was deeply impactful and would inevitably cause a setback for several months. “Hmm… that is a problem. I made that algorithm myself. I can make it again, but it is going to take time.”
“The Dreadnoughts were also dispatched, but they were destroyed by the intruders.”
Zola was taken aback by the news. The Dreadnought had been his own creation, even though he had initially designed them for mass production and hadn't held them in high regard. Learning of their destruction left a bitter feeling in his metaphorical mouth. “What!? How could my creations be destroyed so easily? Who were these intruders!?”
Pierce sends a video to Zola, who eagerly presses play. As he watches, he sees Pierce's footage of the intruders. The more he observes them, the more captivated he becomes. Recognizing their formidable power, he comes to the conclusion that the Dreadnoughts would be no match for them.
“These… intruders… are very similar to the Kamen Rider’s equipment. Metsubojinari.net? Impressive! It seems the Kamen Rider is not the only one who possesses this kind of technology. I must study them!”
“Calm down, Zola. From what I have gathered, this group just delayed our plans. They appeared a few months ago, destroying crime rings and from the footage recorded from the base. They might know Hydra exists.”
“That is troublesome. Just a brief glance of their power. They are equivalent to the Kamen Rider’s power, at least. Do we know they are working with the Rider?”
“Maybe, but there is no evidence of them working together. This group has been shown to kill those who stood in their way, which doesn’t fit the Rider’s usual MO. The only similarities are their armor.”
“I see. So what is the true reason you have called for me.”
As expected of Zola. He thought Pierce wanted something more from him instead of just telling him their base was attacked. “I want you to send out your creations.”
“Hmm… I suppose that could be arranged. Considering this Metsubojinari’s prowess. Normal soldiers would do nothing. Very well, but I want their equipment, Pierce. I am close to completing a similar armor to the Kamen Rider. Having their equipment will expedite the process.”
“Very well, Hail Hydra.”
“Hail Hydra.”
…
In the bustling city of New York, crime is an ever-present force that never sleeps. On this particular day, a daring group of robbers has targeted a bank, swiftly moving to carry out their illicit scheme. With tense urgency, they hastily seize money from the bank, but their demeanor betrays an underlying restlessness.
“You got everything.” said one of the robbers.
“Yeah, all of the money is in the bag.”
“Hurry up! We got to move before—” Before he could finish, a web shot hit his duffle bag full of money and was yanked out of his hands. He looked toward the person who took it and saw a familiar figure in red and blue.
“Hello, the gentlemen. Looks like you guys have been caught red-handed! Or should I say web-handed? Either way, this heist is a bust.”
“Spider-Man!”
Two more duffle bags were yanked off from the criminals and saw another figure in black and white.
“Nice one, Spidey! I guess these guys didn't bank on us showing up.”
“Spider-Woman! Get them!” The robbers whipped out their guns and opened fire on the two spiders. But Spider-Man and Spider-Woman swiftly dodged the bullets, leaping and swinging through the air with their webs. The robbers' shots missed their mark as the dynamic duo deftly evaded every attempt.
"Come on, guys! You gotta aim better than that. We're practically dancing out here!" said Spider-Man.
“Seriously, are you shooting at us or just practicing your aim for the circus? Because I've seen clowns with better shots!" followed up Spider-Woman.
The robbers are getting pissed from their quips. “Do you two ever shut up!” They continued to shoot more but the spiders were more nimble.
Spider-Man was enjoying their reactions. "Whoops, did we hurt your concentration? Don't worry; we can keep up this friendly chatter all day. Makes dodging bullets much more entertaining!"
"Yeah, we wouldn't want you to get bored while you miss every shot. Maybe aim for the witty remarks next time; they're harder to dodge!" quipped Spider-Woman.
They disabled the robbers one by one and took them all down. They tied them all on a nearby lamppost and left them hanging.
"Well, that was a swing and a miss for you guys. Better luck next time... maybe try a different career path?" said Spider-Man.
"Yeah, like, I hear there's a shortage of bank robbers these days. Maybe take up knitting instead? Less chance of getting tangled up in our webs." said Spider-Woman.
They swung away, hearing the robbers curse at them and the police arriving just in time. They resumed their patrol and swung around New York.
“That’s another robbery down. Geez, do you ever think they would just stop.” Peter grumbled.
“I don’t think they will. This is New York, after all.” replied Gwen.
“Haah… you got a point there.”
Gwen is thinking about Ace and is worried about him. “Do you think Ace is okay?”
“I’m sure he is, Gwen. Ace is far stronger than us, and I’m sure he would call us if we ever need help.”
“Yeah, I guess you’re right. He is not that type of guy.”
Peter couldn’t help but grin, seeing Gwen like this. After spending enough time. Peter already figured out Gwen liked Ace. He decided to tease her for a bit. “You sure like him, huh, Gwen.”
“Yeah… wait! What did you just say!?”
Peter quickly swings away and tries to run away from Gwen’s wrath.
“Peter! Get back here!”
“HAHAHAHA”
