Chapter 14

With the safe being in the basement of the jewellers, which is full of cleaning supplies and other such things, we had to get through some security to get down here. So we entered through the door, which leads upstairs, as that was the best option, at least according to Felicia, and who am I to argue with arguably the world's best thief.

I would have thought the best entrance would have been the few small windows high up on the wall on the right side of the basement. Still, Felicia told me that was stupid, and that is the thought of every other two-bit thug, so those windows are alarmed, and any change will set off an alarm and alert the authorities.

I follow behind Felicia towards the door to the stairs, avoiding looking at her too closely, trying to limit myself and keep everything purely professional. Or as professional as possible, what with me living with her for the time being, but containing myself is undoubtedly the best option to keep things uncomplicated.

Felicia suddenly stops out of the blue, and with me following closely behind her, I very nearly bump into her behind, but I manage to stop just in time. However, I am very aware of my groin as it lightly skims against her rear, but I quickly push it out of my mind for my own sake and back up.

"You know, Ben, I have a quote of my own. Though I don't know if it is very inspirational, but I like to live by it anyway. So it goes, 'If everything seems under control, you're just not going fast enough'." Felicia turns around, and there is a mischievous smirk on her face, which stirs an ominous feeling within my gut. And then, when I looked down and noticed that she had a cleaning bottle in her palm that she must have sneakily picked up from the various supplies around when I wasn't looking.

"Felicia, what do you mean? Don't do anything-" *SMASH* One of the small glass windows to the right is now shattered, the cleaning bottle now being outside of the building resting on the floor of a street, and Felicia is standing there with her hands on her hips looking very smug right now.

"Felicia, why on gods green earth would you do that? Now we-" *BEEP* *BEEP* The alarm blares insanely loudly, setting off a sense of urgency and panic within me. All the while, Felicia continues to stand there with a naughty smirk on her face looking like butter wouldn't melt, seeming to have fun at my expense and enjoying my distraught.

"Come on, Ben, we can't just stand around here all night. The police have already been alerted and are already on their way, so let's get going." Felicia Uno reverses me, spitting out nearly word for word what I had just said to her less than five minutes ago and throwing it into my face. I guess she didn't take kindly to my subtle dig at her, and now she is acting out. I am so stunned that I don't have time to say anything before she picks up a rag and walks over to the broken window, using the rag to clear out any remaining shards of glass and make a safe passageway.

"Well, hurry up. Are you staying here? Or are you coming with me?" Without even turning her head, Felicia says, and then without even waiting for a reply, she jumps up and slithers out of the newly made opening. Impressive, really, given that the window is literally around thirty centimetres in height and sixty centimetres in length. Quite the small fit but easy for someone with her skills or someone with powers like mine.

"Note to self, do not start any more little fights with her. Even if she is the one that starts it, do not respond and ignore it. In the end, it is not worth the trouble. Just let the comments roll off of you like water and save yourself from the woman's wrath. like they always say, hell hath no fury like a woman scorned." I sigh to myself, and having no other option, I quickly run over and slide through the window as well to follow her. But, unfortunately, I can't go through the door and up the stairs the way we came because we snook inside delicately, which means that way would take longer, so this is my only option.

Crawling out through the window, I stand up to my feet and look around the dim alleyway trying to spot where Felicia has headed as well as figure out my bearings. So that I can try to discern which direction the police will be coming from and figure out the best path to run to avoid them. It doesn't matter if it is in the opposite direction of Felicia's penthouse, as I can just loop back around.

"Come on, lazy pants, your falling behind down there. Don't tell me all the leather is slowing you down. Can't you climb walls like Spider-Man?" I hear Felicia laugh, and I look up to see her climbing up the fire escape on the side of the building and peering down at me, and then she reaches the top and quickly springs out of view onto the buildings. Not wanting to be left behind, I quickly ran and jumped onto the wall legs first, and not needing my hands due to my powers, I just ran straight up the side of the wall and easily reached the top within seconds.

Not stopping my run when I reach the top and not losing any momentum at all, I quickly turn my angle by ninety degrees and begin running on the top of the rooftop. Sighting Felicia ahead of me, I promptly sprinted to catch up with her, not willing to be left behind. She leaps across a few buildings and sometimes uses her whip to bridge the gap, but I keep up using my powers and bridging those gaps with my superpowered jumps. I quickly catch up to her and begin to run side by side with her.

"Felicia, what the hell? Why did you do that? We could have easily snuck out the way we came with no one being none the wiser, but now you have alerted the police, and we have to run away when we could have just left." I shout to her over the rushing wind in our ears as we run at high speeds. Still, even then, my beratement doesn't seem to have had any effect on her as she doesn't even look towards me to acknowledge my presence by her side, not caring that I am seriously limiting myself to her speed right now.

"Haha, I did say tonight would be a test run, didn't I? Well, more often than not, my jobs end with a run from the law or some superhero, so I obviously had to test you under pressure and see how you handle it." So she says as we continue to run across the rooftops, and it is apparent that she has just made a bare-faced lie. After all, she knows that I am a clone of Spider-Man and that I have his memories, so it is only natural that I can handle myself under pressure. I really have no clue why she did it.

I can hear sirens in the distance as the police have undoubtedly turned up at the jewellers, a fast response time that amazes me. Peter was not too used to the police being on the ball. After all, they must care more about expensive jewellers than some poor people being accosted in their own neighbourhoods. After all, the higher class don't visit them. They visit the jewellers.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, when we both put our front foot on the edge of the ledge to jump forwards, Felicia changed direction. While I jumped forward to the other building, she did not jump at all and skillfully changed her momentum to change her angle by ninety degrees and go straight down through the gap between the buildings and into the alleyway taking me by surprise.

Skidding on the rooftop, I kick up some of the... whatever the top of roofs are made out of, and I quickly do a one-eighty and turn back to follow her. Of course, I could have just left and gone my own way, but I... actually don't have a good reason, and I am sure there probably is one. Plus, I have already turned around to follow her, and I have jumped to follow her down.

Falling down through the alley, I quickly spot Felicia. She had deployed her grapple to wrap around a pipe in the passage and was now nearing the precipice of her swing, bringing her to a point further down the alley and onto another building. But, of course, I didn't have my web shooters to follow her trajectory because I left them at Felicia's penthouse, not thinking I would need them and not wanting to use them, Spider-Man uses webs, and I am not Spider-Man.

As I fall down, I reach out a hand and press it against the wall attaching myself to it, which changes my momentum as I fall down and then swing towards the wall catching myself with my hands and feet. Then, steadying myself, I detach my hands and stand tall on the side of the wall and then run along it towards Felicia having to go in a diagonal line as I had fallen quite a bit before catching myself, but I am now back on her trail again.

Unfortunately, that was not the end of my troubles as Felicia continued to pull tricky manoeuvres and take long detours as I followed her. Nevertheless, I managed to track her, only falling behind because her pathing was so slippery and hard to predict. I even ended up forgetting about everything else and just focused on following her, actually losing myself in the motion and enjoying the chase.

But I was reminded of the seriousness of the situation when I was following Felicia on a straight stretch across an arch bridge thing connecting two buildings, and out of nowhere, my spider-sense blared out, ringing inside my skull. So without thinking about it and following my instincts, I reach forward and grab Felicia around the waist before jumping off the side of the bridge and reaching my hand out to connect to the side and pull myself underneath the bridge to hide underneath it.

Felicia goes to say something, but I quickly wrap my hand around her mouth, preventing her from speaking. Of course, there were absolutely no police following us by this point in time, and we had been traversing through the city for quite a while with no one pursuing us, which made my spider sense that much more bizarre, but I didn't question it at all.

I wait there in silence with my hand covering Felicia's mouth, and to my surprise, she doesn't even try to free herself. Eventually, my spider-sense calmed down, meaning that the danger had passed, even though I had no inkling of what it was, not even sensing anything or anyone passing through the space around me, but that was fine with me as long as we were safe.

Somehow sensing my relief, Felicia takes this opportunity to act out and bite the hand covering her mouth, making me, by instinct, remove it, giving her the power of speech again. I expect to hear her berate me or shout, which is why I am surprised when she turns her head around.

Instead, she suddenly reaches her hand out to wrap around my head and pull me down into a searing kiss, which is when I realise that I am pressing her body tightly against mine. I am hyper-aware of her ass pushing back against my crotch and my arm wrapped around her slim midsection.

I don't have time to think or realise anything else, though, as I lose myself in the kiss, and I reach my own hand out to the back of her head to pull her deeper into the kiss, feeling her smooth white hair in my palms.