Chapter Thirty One: Malice of the Master Planner Part One.

Chapter Thirty One: Malice of the Master Planner Part One. 

The summer was nearly winding down in the sense that certain individuals would have to be returning to school. Although even those who did not go to school presently, they were taking some time off to enjoy the sights and the sounds of everything around them, the warm Florida sun, which was far different from the crime infested New York City with its costumed criminals and their alien invasions.

Karen stretched out on the blanket with a smile on her face. She wore a pair of sunglasses that were resting upon her nose, her short blonde hair flowing out nicely. The blonde was wearing a white bikini top that showed her massive jugs, and it went down, showcasing her taut and toned tummy. The white thong molded around her lower half like a second skin and her long legs flowed down for miles. Her bare feet wiggled as she looked towards the girl next to her.

"Perfect day for a vacation, isn't it?" Karen asked.

"Yes, I may have to dress like this more often," Faora commented as she leaned against the beach. She was wearing an ultra-thin black bikini that stretched around her ample breasts, as her nipples poked out. Her stomach was smooth and sensual, in addition to her legs. The thin black material barely covered what needed to be covered.

"Well it suits you," Rogue commented as she stretched out on the blanket. Her breasts had grown a lot in the past year, which made her pretty pleased. The green bikini stretched over her ample curves as she stretched out on the beach. Her perfect hourglass frame was on display for all and her bare feet were wiggling her cut little toes.

"Yeah, it really does," Kitty commented as she wore a blue one piece suit that still hugged her body nicely. Despite not having the curves many of the other girls had, she was growing into some rather nice ones. The material hugged her body and was see through. She peered over the top of her sunglasses.

Gwen stretched out, dressed in a skimpy white bikini where one could see her erect nipples through. Her cleavage was massive and her stomach was extremely smooth as well. Her creamy flesh was on display.

"Yes, this is the life," Gwen commented as Kara was rubbing her shoulders.

Kara was dressed in a barely there red bikini, showcasing the recent development of her body. While she was nowhere near Karen level, she was very pleased, with her breasts nearly reaching D-Cup size. She had a healthy young body, along with long shimmering blonde hair, bright blue eyes. Her ass was nice and sensual and her legs were long and beautiful.

"You said it, now you can do me," Kara commented as she finished applying the suntan lotion to Gwen's back.

"If you insist," Gwen commented with a grin as she cupped the suntan lotion on her back and Kara laid down. Gwen's hands went to work as Kara offered a slight moan to her lips.

Jean smiled, as she stretched out in a barely there green bikini that matched the shade of Harry's eyes. She was not going to lie, there was something about a hot blonde rubbing suntan lotion on another hot blonde that was great.

"Oh, Harry, that's it," Betsy moaned as he applied suntan lotion to the British beauty. He paid attention to her nice and sensual ass, which her thong displayed perfectly. In fact, the thong could not even be legally classified as dental floss. Her top was currently off with her nice breasts being displayed.

"Well, I think that Harry is doing a good job as well," Ororo commented, as she stretched out on the beach in a pink bikini where the fabric was about ready to cry uncle to holding up her delicious chocolate mounds. "It's a pity that this beach is not clothing optional."

"Very much so, but we'd get a group of disgusting old men who have….well you have a good idea what's hanging out," Kitty commented as she pulled a face in disgust.

"Yes, I just ate lunch, thanks," Chloe commented, as she sat there in a black bikini that covered her modest but still very appealing curves.

"You're welcome," Kitty chirped up as smiled. "Although given Harry's money, he could just buy a fucking beach and kick everyone off and make it clothing optional."

"It would be another place for orgies," Betsy commented, although there were charms that made that sort of thing private, it was a bother to well bother for them.

"Don't think I haven't considered it," Harry commented. He got more than a few looks from people as he came in with a group of hot women dressed in Bikinis. From the men who wanted to know how he did it or perhaps who wanted to kill him and also from the women who likely were trying to figure out whether or not to get a piece of the action.

"Well, Man's World and their body image issues, it's kind of….well it's kind of amusing," Diana commented, as the red, white, and blue bikini she wore adhered to her body like a second skin. Her dark hair was tied out of her face, her breasts were pushed up to the point where they were spilling out.

"Yes, you most certainly need to buy a beach, Sugah," Rogue commented as she got on her hands and knees and wiggled her delicious rump towards Harry. "And when you're done with Betsy, do me next."

Amara smiled as she rested back to get some sun. It was nothing like the beaches of Nova Roma where hordes of nubile naked women flocked free without any shame. Men were banned from the beaches but obviously given who Harry was, they would make an exception. Her dark delicious skin was on display, wearing what only barely legally qualified as a Bikini.

"Oh you can all come to Nova Roma and we can have some real fun," Amara commented. Her father had recently fell into a coma and it should not be too long before Harry could take the keeps to the country. He was stubbornly hanging in there, so Amara thought that she should respect the man.

Harry smiled as he used the Red Sun to check the news, but the Avengers, the Fantastic Four, Daredevil, and Spider-Man were all taking care of business in New York. He wondered if criminals ever took a vacation but if one spoke to Helena, she would tell you that crime took a vacation and neither did she.

Harry tried to invite her along because he thought that she could use a break and she would look pretty fucking hot in a bikini but there was no go.

Never the less, they enjoyed the fun in the sun in Florida and this time, the Sandman did not show up to ruin their beach day. And that was half of the battle for sure.

"So, I'm pretty sure that you fun, didn't you?" Theresa commented as she looked at Harry as he returned back to New York after a good few days out in the sun and it showed, he had an amazing tan. Of course, he looked amazing at any time.

"It was a lot of good fun, and…..there was not anything pressing that happened around here, which was good," Harry said to her.

Theresa shook her head as she fixed her bright eyed smile on Harry. "No, all's been quiet here. Scott's….well he's not up for much. He's really took a hit that he got kidnapped and replaced by a Skrull and…..no one really noticed. That has to hurt."

Harry would have to agree, even though he was not too fond of Scott on general principle, being kidnapped and replaced by a Skrull was one of those things where people would not really look at you the same way ever again.

Especially given that Godfrey was making noise about who was replaced by a Skrull and wondering if they were in the league. Harry had to actually print that Godfrey was replaced by a Skrull as well because he was glossing over that fact. Of course, he knew that the people were going to follow who yelled the loudest, that's how it always was.

"Well he's just going to have to figure out whether or not to step up or not," Harry commented as he looked over his shoulder. Thankfully they were in the one place on Earth where Deadpool could not enter, not unless he somehow became a really hot women, which Harry supposed was true in some alternate universe, but that was neither here nor there.

"Well, he's having troubles, but he's always had troubles," Theresa commented as she brushed her hair out of her face and kept smiling. "Piotr broke off from Magneto and joined the school….well I suppose considering that there is no Magneto to speak of given that he was lost."

"Yes, both him and Hawkeye, although I won't believe anything until I see some bodies," Harry commented to himself more than Theresa and she nodded.

"Number one rule of this business, isn't it, no body, means no death?" Theresa asked.

"Logan pounded that one into your head, didn't he?" Harry asked and Theresa giggled, her laughter was like music and given her powers, that was quite something.

"Yeah, pretty much, a lecture he gives all of them, which….there might be a few new recruits, but I'm sure any new females will find their way into your web soon enough," Theresa commented with a flirty smile.

"Well that goes without saying," Harry offered as he saw her lean forward, purposely showing off her cleavage and it was amazing.

"That might be your real mutant power, to attract every attractive female within radius," she commented as she placed her hand on his chest. "Although I kind of wish that I would have been invited, might have been nice to go a holiday."

"Well, all you had to do was ask," Harry told her and Theresa smiled as she placed her hand on his cheek, stroking it and puckering her lips.

"Well, I guess that's on me, isn't it?" she breathed in his ear and caused something to rise within Harry's pants. "But there's something that I'd rather have on me, if you know what I mean."

Harry decided to play along. "Oh?"

Theresa smiled, she would have jumped him that night and likely a couple of other times had Deadpool not gotten involved. "Yes, Harry, there's something that I want, something that I want bad."

She ran her hands down his body, feeling his nice muscles and she licked her lips. This was going to be amazing to say the very least. She slowly worked his shirt open.

"Mmm, I'm sure that it will be a treat," she commented as she ran her finger down his chest and smiled at him as her eyes trailed downward, shamelessly looking at his package. "Mmm, is that for me?"

Harry gave her a grin and pushed her back, pinning her against the wall. Theresa was pushed back against the wall and she felt his bulge grind against her inner thigh. This caused her to nearly lose her mind with the immense pleasure that he could offer her.

"Only if you earn it," Harry breathed hotly in her ear and Theresa closed her eyes as his hands explored her clothed body. She was starting to get hot and bothered and she wanted the barrier that was their clothing to disappear and have him fully submerged into her.

His kisses planted on the side of her neck and the young redhead mutant closed her eyes tightly as he ran his hands all over her body. She was losing it as he teased her, pinning her against the wall.

Harry then scooped her up in one fell swoop and rushed her into the nearest bedroom. It took a matter of seconds but given how wet Theresa was getting she felt extremely impatient.

Harry pushed her down to the bed and he was pulling her top off. The Irish mutant felt excited as cool air rolled over her erect nipples.

"Harry, please!" she moaned as she felt excited to be completely and utterly dominated and naturally Harry was going to give her everything that she wanted, along with more.

Harry had Theresa down on the bed and he captured one of her nipples in his mouth. He applied enough suction where it drove her wild but also gave her a tease for more to come. He used his right hand to fondle her right breast as he sucked on her left breast.

Heaven did not even begin to describe where Theresa was sent. She closed her eyes as she felt his mouth pressed upon her nipple, licking around the bud and taking it deep into his mouth. There was a sense that he was enjoying this as much as she was enjoying his mouth, his tongue, and all of the efforts to drive him completely wild.

"Oh, Harry, oh Harry," Theresa moaned as she reached for his pants. Her pants were pulled down and he exposed her pussy.

Harry smiled as he looked at her beautiful pink mound. He slowly pushed his fingers into her, playing with her dripping hot snatch. This caused her to lift her hips up and the woman was now feeling even more pleasure.

"YES!" she moaned.

"Always figured that you were a screamer," Harry commented as he spread her lips and pushed her tongue inside her.

Theresa saw stars inside her as Harry's tongue worked in her, manipulating her dripping hot core. There was no question about it, Harry grabbed her nice tight ass and kept manipulating her insides. His tongue was really feeling amazing.

He kept pushing his tongue as far into her as he could. The redhead lifted her hips and Harry's tongue brushed against her pussy as he rubbed her clit.

His thumb rubbing against her clit, that was what she would consider legalized torture, there was no question about it.

Theresa bucked her hips up as Harry munched on her. Each passing swipe of his tongue caused her to give sensual, musical moans. The beautiful siren was beneath him and Harry was working her over, eating her pussy until she unleashed her juices.

Theresa saw his face coated with her juices and that caused her pussy to get even damper.

"Here, see how nice you taste," Harry told her as he held out his fingers coated in her juices.

Greedily and very hungrily, Theresa captured his fingers in her mouth and started to suck them for everything that she was worth. Her eyes were carefully lidded shut with pleasure and she kept working her tongue over her fingers.

"Oh so good, you're so fucking hot," Harry grunted as Theresa kept sucking his fingers and she reached down his pants, to pull out his huge cock.

Theresa nearly went numb when she saw him, it was twelve inches, nice and thick, with pulsing veins. It was a thing of beauty, although she did not think that she might be able to fit the entire thing in her mouth.

She gave it the old college try, as she licked his cock, coating it with salvia. She kept working his member over and coated him with her spit.

"Oh so good, so hot," Harry grunted.

Theresa nearly gagged on his cock as she shoved it into her mouth but she managed to find a method that worked for her and judging by Harry's groans of pleasure, it was a method that worked rather well for him as well. She stroked him and allowed him to pass between her lips. She kept slurping his length between her lips.

"Damn, Theresa, so good, so good baby."

She was encouraged by these groans of pleasure and she used her hand to fondle his ballsac, trying to coax his cum out of him. The woman was bringing him all the way into her mouth and she slurped his long length. Her lips smacked together as she took him all the way down into her throat. Her nose brushed against his pubic bone as she kept working him over.

Harry felt her work over his cock, doing magical things with her mouth to his member. She brought him all the way down into her throat and he could have sworn that she used her powers to cause his cock to have even more pleasure.

The musical humming that came from the back of Theresa's throat did the ticket as he grabbed her breasts and with a few more thrusts, he pumped into her.

Theresa felt his strong hands placed upon her breasts and the contents of his balls drained down her mouth. She continued to drink his cum like a starving women, her eyes closed as she tipped her mouth back and Harry emptied the contents of his balls down her throat.

Theresa happily took his cum into her mouth, savoring the taste and licking her lips.

She pulled herself up and draped herself onto her lover's lab, running her fingers down his muscular chest.

"Harry, darling, need your big cock inside me," she whispered in his ear sexily and Harry's cock twitched as her musical voice was seductive on its own, never mind it was attached to her hot body with its beautiful long red hair, freckled face, slim frame, nice large breasts, a wet damp pussy, long legs and a tight, sexy ass.

She saw his cock stand at attention for her and smiled. He was a stud but that was something that went without saying with the number of women that he was able to please. The sexy redhead pushed herself around his cock, impaling herself onto it.

"SO BIG!" she screamed as she threw her head back.

She never thought that she would have anything this big inside her and she thought that she might not be able to handle it. However with a bit of effort, she felt his cock slip inside her, feeling like it was splitting her in half.

"Damn, you're so fucking tight," Harry grunted as her walls wrapped around him, squeezing his member.

"Yes, for you, honey, we're going to have a good time," Theresa moaned as he buried his face into her sweaty breasts.

Harry buried his face into her breasts and she lost herself in the sexy sensations. His mouth was licking and nipping at her breasts as he grabbed her sexy ass and squeezed it. This caused her to moan and her walls to press around him.

She was riding his cock like a stallion and that's what he was. Her nails dug into his shoulders as she pushed her walls around his cock. The woman tightened her vice like grip around his member and she worked against him. The redhead was in heaven.

Her juices spilled onto his massive member, lubricating his pole.

Harry groaned, her hips gyrated against his thick member, pushing against her walls. He pinched her nipple and caused her to moan heavily.

"Mmm, ah, mmm, yeah!" she moaned as she felt another orgasm rock her body and her scream went off, cracking the windows slightly but the charms around the room managed to hold.

Harry pulled out of her dripping hot pussy and the woman whined.

"I want to explore this from a different angle," Harry commented as he squeezed her ass and she was on her hands and knees.

Theresa wiggled her delicious rear at him and she thought for a moment that he was going to take her ass. However he was going to save that from later.

He pushed into her pussy from behind, ramming her down onto the bed. His cock stretched her walls out and she bit down on her lips. Her walls tightened around him and Harry plowed down inside of her, working his thick rod inside her.

Theresa felt sweat roll down her face as he groped her breasts, kissing and licking the back of her neck. This was amazing and she could feel him deep inside her. The fact that he would cum inside her at any time, that was exciting and she clenched him tightly at the thought of him filling up her young fertile body with his virile cum.

Harry grunted as he speared into her and he unloaded his cum into her. He beat her pussy raw as he slammed into her, injecting her.

"One more hole," Harry breathed and he stuck a finger up her ass.

Her musical moans got his motor running and his cock re-hardened once again.

"Oh, this fucking feels great," Harry growled as he speared into her bowels.

Her ass worked around his prick and she closed her eyes with Harry grabbing her breasts and groping them. He assaulted her ass with his hard rod, smacking his balls against her.

Theresa's ass pushed back against him. Her tightening rear was feeling pleasured as his sausage slid in and out between her puns and caused her to moan even louder. Her whimpering increased as Harry ran his hands all over her body.

"Oh yes, oh my, oh yes," Theresa breathed as Harry pushed inside her going as far into her ass as he could manage.

Her tight buns clenched him really nicely and he went as far into her juicy ass as he could. He slapped her on the rear and Harry pummeled her ass as far as he could.

The dance continued for quite some time, with Harry working into her ass. He had to be careful not to fuck her into a coma.

Although Theresa did not mind, that would be an excellent way to go. His balls were about ready to tighten and he was about ready to unload into her.

"Oh, my ass, belongs to you, Harry," she mewled as he worked her into the bed.

"Yes, it does," Harry breathed as he slapped her ass.

His cock burst into her tight ass and injected his white hot seed into her tight ass. Theresa thought that she might not be able to sit down for a week but it was more than worth it to feel his thick seed which was oozing out of her ass now and also dripping from her pussy as well.

Spider-Man flew head over heels and landed on the ground. He thought that could have gone better, although this was only the third crime that he had to foil this morning. And like about the seventh bruise that he suffered.

The web slinger got back up to his feet and his knee was about ready to buckle out from underneath him as he prepared to face his enemies.

The leader was a young man with sandy hair and dark eyes, he had a harsh looking face, a few scars on his arms, that was obviously the indicator that he had been in a few fights. He had a southern accent. "Alright, bug, y'all gonna pay for getting in our way."

His name was Montana, he was one of the three Enforcers, apparently working for the Kingpin of Crime from what he could have.

The next individual was a real dandy with stringy hair and a fresh useful face. He moved with fluidity with a martial arts kick but the web slinger dodged the attack and flipped up over the head of his enemy. The web slinger shot a line of webbing against his foot.

"Okay, Fancy Dan, that's you where is…."

A large beefy man with dark hair and a mustache that would put Lombard to shame rushed in and nailed Spider-Man in the back of the head. His knees crumpled out from underneath him.

Spider-Man blocked his punch and flipped over the top of his head. The web slinger's web lining wrapped around his ankles and pulled him down to cause him to land fast first onto the ground.

"Ya'll better get up, this bug is making the Enforcers look bad," Montana commented as he pulled out an electric lasso and slung it towards Spider-Man.

It had shock capabilities, which meant the Enforcers had been working with someone who had upgraded them. The web slinger pulled himself up and dodged the attacks of the large Enforcer, the man known as Ox.

"Okay, this isn't working well," Spider-Man commented as he avoided the swings of Ox. His beefy hand was smashing into the side of the wall again and again and the web slinger dodged the attacks again and again.

"Squash him!" Montana growled.

"You know, you should play a new tune, this one's getting kind of old," the web slinger commented as he dodged another attack from Ox.

He was doing pretty good against these guys, despite suffering broken ribs in a throw down against Rhino earlier this morning.

A blur shot in and knocked Ox out.

"What in the name of Sam…."

Montana was knocked out and webbed upside down by Spider-Man.

"And then there was one," Spider-Man commented as Arcane jumped down next to him.

"Just rolled back at town, figured you could use a hand against these clowns," Arcane commented as Fancy Dan dodged an attack with a series of martial arts flips and landed on his feet. "So, who are these dandies?"

"Well the big oaf is Ox, the guy currently webbed the ceiling, that guy's Montana, and the guy that's currently giving us static, is Fancy Dan," Spider-Man commented as he dodged a series of web balls at him but the man avoided the attacks. "Fancy Dan, say that he's quite a ladies man, but one time, they found him in a garbage can."

"Don't ever try and be a poet again," Harry offered and the web slinger just shrugged as Fancy Dan went after him.

Harry grabbed his ankles of his enemy and flung him down to the ground. He was wrapped up once again.

"Well that was fun, I ran into the Bonnie and Clyde of the 21st century that is Magpie and Mysterio, Rhino wanted to tangle, and then it was these three jack-offs," Spider-Man managed as he rubbed the side of his ribs. He closed his eye and took a step forward. "So, do the traffic signals look busted to you?"

Harry looked up, mouth hanging half open as he watched the traffic signals going off….well like a set of traffic signals. He kept his eyes firmly locked on what was happening.

"Yes….I see," Harry commented as he heard a ringing and then there was a scream as the Stock Market was going wild, at least that's where Harry was.

Spider-Man shrugged his shoulder and shot a line of webbing onto his ankle. The web slinger was flying behind him.

'Oh you'd think that I'd learn that this is going to lose me my pancakes by now,' Spider-Man thought as he felt completely dizzied.

The web slinger was hanging on for dear life as they saw that there was chaos on Wallstreet.

"We've got a huge problem!" one of them yelled losing their head completely.

"Oh boy, and I thought that Enron was bad," Spider-Man whispered as he looked at the stocks that were plummeting through the ground. OsCorp was being hit worst of all, with LuthorCorp not too far behind. Stark, Hammer Industries, GothCorp, Wayne Industries, Frost Industries, Ferris Airspace, and even RAO were getting their share of the pummeling as well.

There was a flashing display.

'Compliments of the Master Planner.'

Stock market quotations were being disrupted and people, seeing the stocks dropping started selling in a fevered panic which was causing the stocks to drop for real. Harry heard an explosion and an ATM machine exploded, causing cash to fly into the streets and people to dive on it like jackals.

Harry was glad that he had a fair bit of liquid assets stored away.

"The Master Planner….I thought he was locked up in SHIELD custody?" Spider-Man asked and Harry turned around and flew off before the web slinger could even latch onto him.

Spider-Man was left standing there with a thumb halfway up his ass, figuratively speaking, and no idea what to do now.

"We might have a bit of a situation involving the Master Planner."

Maria Hill had to say one thing about Harry Potter, he was one never to beat around the bush.

"Nygma is locked up in SHIELD custody," Maria commented although as Fury drilled into her head constantly, nothing was completely foolproof.

Harry smiled at her. "Well, as it turns out, we may have captured a Master Planner but not they Master Planner."

"Are you saying that Nygma is innocent and we made a mistake?" Maria asked. And it would mean that several people made mistakes because there was some hard evidence. "He has been put away for a month and keeps saying that he was framed but you know…"

"I know what he keeps saying and most people do say that they are innocent, even though they are guilty as sin," Harry offered without missing much of a beat. However, he had a pretty good idea that Nygma might be actually telling the truth.

He hated when he was wrong, although it was something that happened more often than people would like to give him credit for.

"The Master Planner's little show was just that, a show, but he's preparing for something," Harry offered. "Stark and Richards have upped their protection. So has the Xavier Institute but….."

Harry trailed off although there was no need for him to finish as Maria gave him the message loud and clear.

"He isn't that dangerous of a criminal unless he's near electronics and can set up his riddle crimes, hand to hand, he's…."

"Beneath even the lowest of thugs, I know," Harry offered her, there was really no more to say other than that. He kept walking beside Maria.

She made it up to the next level and used her security credentials to break near the gate.

"The lowest of criminals, the ones that don't need specially made cells to contain them, are here," Maria whispered to Harry.

"Ah, visitors, and I didn't have a moment to freshen up, I'm so sorry if I come across as rude or anything but then again…."

Nygma's grin was wide and under normal circumstances, Harry would have sooner smacked it off of his face on general principle. However, there were other forces that drove Harry here and as much as he hated to admit it, he was not close to tracking down the latest person behind the Master Planner's little game. That fact was becoming depressingly clear to him.

"You know, you and I do not see eye to eye but never the less, we do have a common problem," Harry stated to him and Nygma corked an eyebrow.

"Do continue because I'm curious about what you could have a problem about that would require my help," Nygma commented as he stared down Harry and once again, there was a smile that Harry would have sooner smacked off his face. "After all, you are the great and omniscient Harry Potter who is without faults."

"You are barking up the wrong tree with me, Nygma," Harry told him as he locked eyes onto the prince of puzzles. "I could hold the key to your freedom if you work with me."

"Oh, well that's interesting, because the last time I checked, I was not an attractive female to who you could get inside their panties," Nygma offered as he reached to place his hands on the bars but thought better of it. "But, then again….you must be having a problem, with a certain Master Planner, who is not me?"

Harry raised an eyebrow but Nygma swiftly answered the unasked question.

"Mr. Potter, my mind is well versed in answering the mysteries of life, as opposed to presenting them," Nygma commented as he leaned forward. "You see the Master Planner, he is someone who has failed obviously before. I had that day when I failed to complete a simple task. My father….he was a right bastard. He accused me of lying all of the time, even though I was not. What is the most important tool to ingrain behaviors in the mind of a person?"

Harry answered that question quickly. "Repetition."

"Very good Mr. Potter, you get a gold star and an E for effort," Nygma commented. "You beat the behavior into a person long enough, they are conditioned for it. And this city, this world, is conditioned to rely on technological achievements, thus making their brains and their ability to cope with the problems of life less than they might have been. It is all part of some creative marketing by those companies who sell you the latest and greatest products. They make you believe that this product is the greatest thing since sliced bread, when really it's just last year's product which is already still working out quite nicely and they could buy it cheaper. They just slap a new coat of paint and add a few bells and whistles. They repeat how you must have this product or your life will be incomplete."

Nygma cleared his throat and then continued.

"Therefore their dedicated disciples parrot their products and everyone who does not have their product, except for a few strong minded, feels inferior," Nygma continued. "It is social conditioning at its best and the Master Planner understands it. Without technology that works, humanity is feeble is a drowned kitten. They would be able to give up anything to get that back. Their entire fortunes, their livelihood, their identity, all for having those little gadgets that make life worth living.

"So is there any point in this?" Harry asked.

"The point is that people are puppets, easily manipulated, by modern convenience and that is the one Achilles Heels that you, with your vast amount of super powers, will never be able to compensate for," Nygma added, his eyes dancing with a small amount of glee. "Do not assume that you can save them. The Master Planner managed to take advantage of a weakness of mine and exploited me to buy himself some time. In the month where you rested, he has plotted. He manipulated an entire race of aliens, taking advantage of their weakness. What is the one mask that protects even the most pathetic of souls?"

"Deception," Harry told him.

"Very good, there is hope for you yet," Nygma commented. "You might be of strong will, your little harem…."

"Collective," Harry corrected him.

"Whatever you call your perverse need for gratification, they are of strong will but ninety nine percent of the human population are not, the Skrulls would have manipulated their collective wills had it not been for your timely intervention," Nygma commented as he watched him. "Tell me, what is the one thing that keeps our eyes away from the task at hand?"

"Misdirection," Harry commented blandly.

"This is another misdirection," Nygma commented. "Open your mind and realize that…."

"What is the one thing that will never give us peace, no matter how much we want it?" Harry inquired.

"You're asking a riddle of me?" Nygma asked him.

"Yes, are you smart enough to answer when you're on the other side of the fence?" Harry asked him.

"Amusing, that would be revenge," Nygma offered him.

Harry nodded as he turned around and Maria walked behind him.

"So he's not the Master Planner?"

"No, but I think he knows more about what's going on then I think that he's telling us, so…."

"I see," Maria offered, she was used to getting information in bits.

Helena turned up, standing in the shadows.

"So, I was wondering when you would show up, given that you've been standing there for the past few minutes," Harry offered to her. "Nygma might not be the one behind this when we thought but he knows more than he's letting on."

"Get him talking long enough and he'll let something slip, he can't help himself," Helena stated as she stepped towards him. "Nightwing is trying to trace the signal but she can't help but be a bit shaken in confidence."

"My hacker won't do much good, he's found a way to misdirect Extremis," Harry told him.

"Well that might narrow down things less, given that there are very few people on Earth with that intelligence to counteract something like that," Helena offered.

Harry grabbed Helena and went back to the RAO Corporation.

Harry was preparing to get into the main computer to see what he could find, and given that Chloe and Gwen taught him a free tricks, he was not as hopeless as he was before.

"Okay….Richards, Stark, Pym, and Banner, I don't think that they would have gone all Master Planner on us, unless they gone insane," Harry commented.

"Well, do not rule out Pym as a possibility," Helena offered in a complete serious voice.

"We have Arcade….he's currently in SHIELD custody, been there for a while," Harry commented as he kept clicking through. "Edgar Prince….he was a criminal genius…."

"Master of egg puns as well," Helena stated.

"He died last year but he could have faked his death," Harry offered carefully and Helena nodded.

"What about that alien super computer from your home planet?"

"Brainiac, he's possible as well," Harry offered as he tapped his fingers on the side of the desk.

"Victor Von Doom…."

"Doom would have wanted his name all over front and center, he wouldn't have hidden behind an alias," Harry told her.

"Of course," Helena added as they continued to comb the database. "We can't rule out a SHIELD agent going rogue and there's this Rising Tide group….."

"I'm keeping tabs on them, they couldn't have done that," Harry counteracted before Helena could say anything more. "Augustus Gorman….world class computer hacker, almost an idiot savant really….defrauded OsCorp for billions of dollars, he was in prison and died six months ago."

"Again another dead end…."

The OsCorp thread had got Harry thinking, potentially he was being paranoid or perhaps he was getting really close to finding out who the person was.

X-X-X

"He's disappeared off of the map now come to think about it," Gwen commented as Harry relayed his theory to her.

"Yes, after the Sinister Six, he escaped but I find it weird that he never went for his revenge on Osborn, Spider-Man, or….."

"Or you," Gwen commented to him with a smile on her face.

"Yes, or me," Harry agreed as he held the blonde's hand as the two of them thought about this situation.

"So did Nygma know?"

"I'm going to say that he might have had an idea although he was trying to make himself come off as more important than he really was," Harry remarked thoughtfully and Gwen nodded in response.

Harry had not heard of any chaos other than that one display early in the morning. Of course, the Master Planner could be making him guess with the next move. The damage has already been done with the little stock market scheme.

It reminded him of what Nygma said, people were easily manipulated by technological innovations and also by a bit of data being sent their way. Harry knew that he had to find the Master Planner but the problem was that he was hiding himself very good. He knew better than to trust locating spells, which were completely imprecise and only offered a general area.

And with New York, it was like finding a needle in a haystack, something that was extremely difficult to do, Harry should note.

"Okay, let's think about this logically, where would Ock be?" Gwen asked him.

Harry thought about that and knew that he had to find where his hideout was. Of course, given that he had been underground for close to a year, that was a thing that he had to think about. He would not have used any of his previously known bases of operations.

Of course, Harry decided that might be a useful misdirection, like Nygma told him. Making him hunt for a new base of operation whilst the Master Planner was safely holed up in an old one, laughing at how he pulled the wool over the eyes of someone.

'Harry, not to bother you, but….the world's gone nuts,' Mary Jane commented as she chimed in. She was stationed on the outside, to keep an eye on everything but she was not the only one.

'No kidding, Reed has managed to secure all of his technology, although it would take a lot of effort to hack into everything,' Susan commented. Reed's OCD might have saved his technology from being co-opted for a nefarious purpose.

'Well, thank heavens for that,' Harry commented to himself. 'Exactly what do you think…..exactly what do you mean by the world going nuts?'

Chloe chimed in before Mary Jane had a chance to. 'Well, it's very simple really…..people are losing loads of money, entire bank accounts are being wiped out, cell phones aren't working, and their computers are having massive amounts of malware downloaded on it after they've had their security disabled.'

'The Master Planner has really planned this out,' Harry thought as he shook his head. He could be using every single computer in New York as some kind of twisted network to reach the entire world.

Then again, he wanted to track him down, he wanted to make him pay. He heard the phone ring and Harry picked it up.

"Sorry to bother you, after given all that's happened, but Edward Nygma is insistent on speaking with you," Maria told Harry. "If you're too busy just…."

"No, put him on, I want to hear this," Harry told the Director of SHIELD.

Fury was on his leave of absence still, which was nice, as Maria was a slight bit better to deal with and far easier on the eyes.

"Tell me, Mr. Potter, where is that you can always go again?"

"Home!" Gwen piped up before Harry had a chance to answer and Harry shook his head with a smile. "You can always go home again….."

Gwen and Harry both had the same realization at once.

X-X-X

And they were not the only ones who figured it out, as Batwoman and Nightwing were on their way there, along with Spider-Man.

"So, he's holing up at his old lab at OsCorp HQ, right underneath Lionel Luthor's nose," Spider-Man commented but Helena shook her head.

"This labs been mostly cleared out which left it fit for Octavius to return," Helena stated.

"Wait….Octavius….did I miss a day in class?" Spider-Man asked in confusion.

Suddenly the lights went on and Peter's spider sense went wild.

"My spider sense it's…."

"Did Timmy fall in the well or something again?" Barbara asked but Helena gave her a look that told her to be serious.

A large robotic monstrosity showed up, about eight feet tall, stretched out on large red legs, with glowing red eyes. It looked like a giant black widow spider and it unlocked its front to reveal a multitude of weapons.

'Well it seems like Otto borrowed one of Smythe's Spider Slayers and made a few upgrades to it,' Spider-Man commented as he saw it tower above him. 'Many upgrades.'

Spider-Man, Nightwing, and Batwoman braced each other, as this Super Spider Slayer prepared to destroy all of them before they reached the Master Planner's inner chambers.