Peter Parker was in rough shape.
His body was shredded—The scales on his body were all torn off. If it hadn't been for his healing factor, he probably wouldn't have made it this far.
Jack Kadere stepped forward, lifting his custom-designed Fire Kirin AK47. The rifle glinted with an iridescent glow—clearly not of any earthly manufacture. He coolly raised the weapon to fire off another round at Venom.
Technically, the gun had unlimited ammunition. Jack had only pretended to run out earlier to gauge the others' reactions.
Jessica Drew stared at the weapon, tilting her head. "That gun... was that another 'gift' from one of your mysterious friends?"
Jack smirked but didn't answer.
Jessica rubbed the back of her neck, clearly out of descriptors. "It's just... so flashy."
"He's flashy and handsome, isn't he?" Gwen chimed in, attempting to lighten the mood, though her eyes remained trained on the symbiote.
Jack took aim, finger tightening on the trigger—when Gwen suddenly stepped between him and the fight.
"Jack, you should back off," she said, worry in her voice. "This is too dangerous for someone without powers. Let us handle this."
Jack blinked, slightly surprised.
Had his little act earlier—feigning a minor injury—actually convinced her?
"Alright then," he said, lowering the rifle with a casual shrug. "I'll wait for you downstairs."
"Mm-hmm!" Gwen nodded, adjusting the hood of her Spider-Woman suit. Her bright eyes gleamed with resolve beneath the mask.
"We've got this."
Beside her, Jessica reached up and unclipped her metal visor, tossing it aside. The mask embedded itself slightly into the concrete floor with a loud clink.
Her boots scraped against the rooftop as a silver shimmer enveloped her legs. In a blur of light, she launched forward and landed a brutal kick to the side of Venom's head.
...
Later...
The rooftop battle ended. Police sirens filled the night as squad cars lined the street.
Captain George Stacy stepped out of his vehicle, hands on his hips.
"Jessica, what do you want me to say?" he groaned.
"You ignored your brother and snuck out again! This whole superhero thing—didn't I specifically tell you not to get involved in fights like this?"
Jessica stood awkwardly in front of him, poking her index fingers together as she listened with a guilty pout.
George wasn't done.
"You're still young. Even if you do have powers, that doesn't mean you should throw yourself into battles! Why can't you be more level-headed? Why can't you be more like Jack—"
Jessica flinched at that comparison.
After all, once she finished helping take down Venom, she'd come downstairs to find her brother—only to get caught red-handed by her father.
Meanwhile, Gwen—that traitor—used the confusion to slip away, swinging into the night without so much as a goodbye.
Whenever George wasn't looking, Jessica would shoot venomous glares in Gwen's direction.
—Look what your dad is doing to me!
Gwen, hanging casually from a lamppost several blocks away, caught Jessica's glare. Chuckling, she popped in her Bluetooth earbuds and let herself sway gently in the wind, Spider-Man-style.
Jessica, on the other hand, was left to suffer through Captain Stacy's never-ending lecture solo.
....
Venom was down—defeated by Gwen, Jessica, and Peter.
The city was safe… for now.
Jack Kadere returned home in a relaxed mood, the adrenaline from the fight replaced by a quiet satisfaction.
He opened the system interface and was pleasantly surprised to see two new reward notifications blinking before him.
[You participated in the defeat of a powerful enemy… Please select one of the following rewards.]
[You participated in the defeat of a powerful enemy… Please select one of the following rewards.]
"So even if I'm not the one delivering the final blow, I still get rewards for helping out?" Jack raised an eyebrow, a satisfied smirk creeping across his face. "That works for me."
It was a pity he hadn't managed to shoot Venom before the fight ended—no direct reward for that—but this outcome was still satisfying.
Better still, this time the rewards weren't just gimmicks like a bottle of soda.
[Constant Source Material ×3] [Homostatic Essence: After use, your body will no longer require food, water, or sleep to maintain peak condition.]
Now that was interesting.
Jack's enhanced senses—what he'd come to rely on as his intuitive "sixth sense"—told him this Homostatic Essence could be a game-changer. He stored it away in his inventory for now, not wanting to waste it without knowing its full value.
The second reward option caught his attention immediately.
[Twelve Talismans (Enhanced Edition!)]
Jack's eyes lit up.
The original talismans were already legendary—tied to ancient Chinese magic in another universe. But this enhanced version? He couldn't wait to test them out and see how far the upgrades went.
Just as he reached for the icon to inspect the talismans more closely—
Knock knock.
A soft tapping on his bedroom window interrupted the moment.
"Who the hell... at this hour?"
He stepped over and opened the window cautiously— Only to have a cascade of golden hair fall forward into his face.
"Jack~"
Again?
Before he could react, Gwen Stacy, in full Spider-Woman suit minus the mask, was already halfway through the window—dangling upside down.
Then came the rest of her in a graceful, acrobatic motion. Her legs curled around his waist like a constrictor as her hands clasped gently behind his shoulders.
One part teasing, one part daring, and far more intimate than anything she'd done before.
Jack stood frozen as Gwen slowly righted herself, her toned frame easing into him with spider-like grace.
"Gwen—wait... what are you—"
She silenced him with a look. Her sapphire-blue eyes glistened with mischief and something deeper.
The next moment, she fired a quick line of webbing behind him—attaching it to the ceiling just above the bed.
With a playful smirk, Gwen gave the line a tug, and the momentum pulled them both forward—falling not in chaos, but into gravity's perfectly calculated embrace.
Gwen's legs tightened around Jack's waist, pulling their bodies flush together as they landed softly on the bed. Her eyes never left his, conveying a silent message of trust and desire. Jack's heart pounded in his chest, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he gazed into her sapphire-blue depths.
"Gwen," he started, his voice barely above a whisper, "Are you sure about this? We don't have to-"
She silenced him with a finger pressed gently against his lips. "I've never been more sure of anything in my life, Jack. I want this... I want you."
Jack's heart skipped a beat, his resolve crumbling at her words. He leaned in, capturing her mouth in a searing kiss, their tongues dancing together as they explored each other's depths. Gwen moaned softly, her fingers tangling in his hair, pulling him closer.
Jack's hands began to explore her body, tracing the curves of her hips, the indentation of her waist, the swell of her breasts. He marveled at the way her spider-suit conformed to every inch of her, accentuating her toned muscles and smooth skin. Gwen gasped and shivered under his touch, her own hands roaming his body, learning the dips and valleys of his muscular frame.
Jack broke their kiss, his lips trailing a path of fire down her neck, her collarbone, pausing to pay special attention to the sensitive spot where her neck met her shoulder. Gwen gasped, her head tilting to give him better access as he began to peel away her suit, revealing more and more of her bare skin.
He slipped his fingers underneath the edge of her suit, pushing it downward, exposing her breasts. Gwen arched her back, offering herself to him as he took one rosy nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it, teasing it to a hardened peak. She moaned, her fingers tangling in his hair, holding him to her as he switched his attention to her other breast.
Gwen's suit continued its journey downward, revealing her toned stomach, her narrow hips, her long, sinewy legs. Jack paused, taking in the sight of her, his heart swelling with affection and desire. She was beautiful, powerful, and completely vulnerable, all at the same time.
He stood up, stripping off his own clothes quickly, before rejoining her on the bed. Gwen's eyes widened as she took in his naked form, her gaze lingering on his hardened length before meeting his eyes again.
"Jack... you're... wow," she stammered, her cheeks flushing pink.
Jack chuckled, climbing back onto the bed and capturing her mouth in another searing kiss. "You're not so bad yourself, Gwen."
He settled between her thighs, their bodies pressed together from chest to toes. Gwen gasped, her hips arching slightly as she felt the head of his cock pressing against her entrance. Jack held still, giving her time to adapt to the sensation, his eyes searching hers for any sign of uncertainty.
"Jack... please," she whispered, her voice hoarse with desire. "I want you inside me. All of you."
Jack groaned, his self-control threatening to snap. He reached between them, guiding himself to her entrance, feeling the heat and wetness that awaited him. He teased her, rubbing the head of his cock against her clit, making her gasp and moan.
He pushed forward slowly, feeling her stretch around him, her breath coming in ragged gasps as he filled her completely. Gwen's fingers dug into his back, her nails scoring his skin as she adjusted to his size. Jack held still, giving her time to accommodate him fully before beginning to move.
He started slow, setting a steady rhythm as he thrust in and out of her, his body moving in perfect synchronization with hers. Gwen's hips met each thrust, her breathing growing more ragged with each passing second. Jack could feel the pressure building inside her, her body tensing as she neared the edge.
He reached between them, his fingers finding her clit and rubbing it in time with his thrusts. Gwen cried out, her body convulsing as she came undone, her orgasm crashing over her in waves. Jack followed her over the edge, his own release ripping through him as he spilled himself inside her.
They collapsed together, their bodies slick with sweat, their hearts pounding in time. Jack pulled Gwen close, wrapping his arms around her, their limbs tangling together as they caught their breath. Gwen looked up at him, her sapphire-blue eyes filled with love and satisfaction.
"That was... amazing, Jack. I've never felt anything like that before."
Jack smiled, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead. "Neither have I, Gwen. And I promise you, that was only the beginning."