Due Process

*Spider-Man POV*

"Dermot Quinn? Spider are you out of your mind?!" Felicia practically yelled.

I sighed, I mean really, this schmuck is just another corrupt rich asshole, what makes him so special? He has hired guns? So what? Every crime boss has a goon on standby.

"Yeah." Short, simple and firm, should get the message through that I don't feel like playing games, not tonight.

"Peter, I can get you a lot of information, but if you're seriously starting to go after the big guys, I'm sorry but I can't help you." Her voice was firm, and almost apologetic.

"Then tell me who can." I didn't have time for this, she's nervous, I can tell, by the way she's talking and the way her french accent was subtly bleeding into her words.

"I'm not sure thats even possible, anyone that works for Quinn directly is paid well, well enough that they stay loyal to him, now Osborn might be controlling Quinn, but Quinn is controlling Osborn's operations

I sighed, the air that exited my mouth was visible from the cold. "Then we find someone that used to work for him."

She snorted "Good luck with that, Quinn'd rather tie up loose ends than keep them Loose, but, There might be someone, but they went off the grid, no way of finding him, at all."

"It doesn't Matter, just give me a way and I'll manage." I was practically shaking with excitement, This was the closest I've ever gotten to getting to Osborn. And I'm betting, that I'll get the bastard before the winter's over.

"Okay, but after that you're on your own, I can't give you anything related to Quinn OR Osborn ok?" She was obviously hesitant, I just grunted, "I only have the first name, no last name, Only first name and initials. The first name is Arno, while the initials are A.S."

"Thank's Felicia, after Osborn is gone, I'm buying you breakfast lunch and dinner for a whole year." That was an exaggeration, one that I'm probably Going to regret, but, She deserves it, She's been a huge help in my crusade against Osborn.

"Ohoho, Making moves on me Spider?" Aaaaaaand she was back to being flirty.

"No." And I abruptly hung up, because I know that she'll keep trying to fluster me, something that may or may not work from time to time.

I owe Felicia a lot, I have to find a way to repay her sometime.

I'm a cold bastard, sure, but I'm not emotionless, well, sometimes.

Sometimes, I just stop, its like a flip of a switch, I can feel guilty about my actions later, but in certain moments, I let it happen.

I shook my head, Now isn't the time to go into the dark recesses of my mind, right now, I have a man to find.

And a Goblin to slay.

(5 Hours later.)

I've been up all night, This Arno character is a sneaky one, he's good, better than me thats for goddamn sure.

But I have to keep trying.

Right now, I'm in my warehouse, An old S.H.I.E.L.D bunker, one that has been abandoned by S.H.I.E.L.D due to it being compromised by a Hydra cell.

I managed to reroute the energy source of the bunker, making the energy source come from a damaged but functioning arc reactor I found.

Where did I find the reactor? Well, Let's just say that Stark isn't very careful when it comes to his, and others, equipment.

Found the Arc Reactor after I foiled a heist on one of Starks warehouses that I've been watching, I was watching it because Felicia tipped me off on a possible heist happening.

And when 'Possible' is used by Felicia, that usually means it's going to happen, anyway I foiled the heist, and helped Myself to the equipment that wasn't sealed tighter than Area 51, and found a Bunch of shit that I can use, more on that Later.

Anyway, for the past 5 Hours, I've been combing through any and ALL files that I've found pertaining to Lucky Quinn's employees.

I managed to hack into Quinn's Personal computer, which was heavily, emphasis on the heavily, secured by a firewall that could rival Stark's, good thing I'm a Fucking Genius.

Coding is truly a marvelous thing, I mean sure, it gets boring when you're on your own, but, I love a good challenge.

Currently, I am making an Update, an update to what you may ask? Well, since I discovered I was quirkless, well technically Peter Parker is still 'quirkless', and I was singled out as the 'weird kid' for having an IQ higher than 2, Eugene 'Flash' Thompson Just wouldn't get off my case.

Day in and day out, humiliation after humiliation, beating after beating, Until finally I've had enough.

Decided to record every quirk I come into contact with, and I would study them, and try to find a weakness I could possibly exploit.

Yeah, instead of becoming a vigilante, I could've become a fucking psychopath, Well I am kinda a psychopath.

Anyway, The current quirk I was trying to find contingencies for, was Dermot's Quirk.

His Quirk is an interesting case, There is a reason they call him "Lucky", he has a quirk that makes him the luckiest man alive, literally, but the good thing is, I've discovered a way to counter it.

You see, Luck has nothing to do with probability, lets say Quinn chooses heads on a coin that is going to be flipped, chances are 50/50, well anyone that actually researched it will know that's not true, his quirk basically tilts the scales in his favor, by affecting the force used to flip the coin, the height, the subtle change in direction for the wind, and the amount of times the coin flips while in the air.

His quirk was very similar to Felicia's, only difference is that it helps him, instead of hurting others.

A quirk like that is Dangerous, but simple to counter in theory, just give 'Lucky' Quinn an impossible situation, and his luck will run out.

Now it's only a matter of having enough 'Luck' on my end. I just need to find the perfect scenario for me to strike.

And this Arno character will be my ticket to achieve this. Problem is he is one tough Motherfucker to find, No one by the name of 'Arno' exists in any of Lucky Quinn's files.

But then an epiphany came to me, what if I'm looking at this wrong way. What if instead of looking into the name, I look into the initials 'A.S'.

And thats's when I made progress, A handful of names came up on the screen. it was a giant Screen with multiple smaller screens on the Sides of it, showing everything from facial recognition softwares to camera footage.

But I wasn't interested in any of that, right now I was interested in the names on the screen. I ran each name through S.H.I.E.L.D's data base, I mean seriously, you'd think that a major secret government agency would burn this place down instead of abandon all the equipment, All I have to do now is wait, since this process takes a while, I'll go to take a nap.

I got up from the terminal and made my way through seemingly endless hallways, but I knew better, all these hallways were actually made to disorient trespassers and make them get lost. Oh and the hidden rooms and doorways in each hallway, can't forget about those.

I made my way to my room, which looks barren.

Now I know why Aunt May used to lecture me and Ben about the house needing a women's touch.

I let a slight smile grace its way on my lips, I miss her, I should really visit her and Ben sometime, Maybe next week.

I sat on the edge of the bed for a few minutes, before laying down and letting a dreamless sleep take me.