[3 days before the fight with green goblin]

As Peter, Mark (aka Nightwing), and Emily (aka Lady Vamp) zeroed in on their target, Peter couldn't help but crack a joke to lighten the tension. "Hey Nightwing, they're about to have a really bad night, aren't they?" he quipped, earning a smirk from Mark and Emily.

With a nod from each other, they sprang into action, appearing before the stunned terrorists like avenging angels. The terrorists, caught off guard by the sudden appearance of the heroes, stumbled over their words in disbelief.

"Y-yo-you all are Spider-Man Red, Nightwing, and Lady V-VAMP?" one of the terrorists stuttered nervously.

Peter flashed a confident grin. "Yep, that's us. so how about surrender now"

But their bravado was short-lived as the terrorists' leader bellowed his rage.

"What the heck is this?!" he roared, rallying his men. "Use your weapons, now!"

Peter's eyes widened as he realized the gravity of the situation. "Uh oh, not good," he muttered, glancing at Mark and Emily. "Dodge!"

Then Mark, wasted no time in springing into action. "You stole those weapons from S.H.I.E.L.D, you scumbags!" he shouted, darting between laser beams with acrobatic grace. With swift strikes from his baton, he incapacitated one terrorist and delivered a powerful kick to another.

Meanwhile, Emily showcased the full extent of her supernatural abilities. With blinding speed and inhuman strength, she dispatched her opponents with ease, her movements a graceful dance of destruction.

As chaos erupted around them, Peter also swung into action, using his webs to ensnare one terrorist after another. With a quick flick of his wrist, he diverted an assailant's charge, sending them crashing into a web-covered wall.

The battle raged on for what felt like an hour, but with the combined might of Spider-Man Red, Nightwing, and Lady Vamp, victory was inevitable. In the end, the terrorists lay defeated, bound in webs and nursing their wounds.

The boss of the terrorists chuckled menacingly, his tone dripping with dark amusement. "Do you think our boss will let this go?" he taunted, his eyes glinting with malice.

Mark's brow furrowed in concern. "Boss?"

With a self-satisfied grin, the terrorist leader revealed their ominous connection. "Our boss is Kraven," he declared triumphantly. "You guys are screwed. By the time Kraven hears about this, you're all done for."

Peter's eyes widened in recognition. "You mean Kraven the Hunter?"

The boss nodded smugly. "Yes, that's right."

Peter couldn't help but chuckle at the irony of the situation. "I'm actually a fan of his, you know. The way he hunts animals, his strength... He's even been featured on TV," he remarked casually. Then, his expression turned more serious. "But seriously, why did Kraven steal those weapons from the S.H.I.E.L.D anyway?"

The boss of the terrorists remained cryptic, refusing to divulge any further information. "You don't need to know." he sneered.

Peter couldn't resist a wry comment. "Ah, the classic villain line." he quipped, shaking his head in amusement. Even in the face of danger, his irreverent humor remained steadfast.

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[Meanwhile Michael side]

In the middle of a big fight, Michael Wilson, also known as the Legendary Spider-Man, was up against the tough Russian Rhino. Was on another mission

"Hey, big guy, can we slow down for a bit? Take it easy, will ya?" Michael quipped with a grin.

But Rhino, fueled by rage, was in no mood for banter. "You are going to die!" he bellowed, charging towards Michael like a freight train.

With his usual charm, Michael replied, "Hey, big guy, I'm not ready to bite the dust just yet. I still want to settle down, maybe have a family someday." as he gracefully dodged Rhino's powerful charge.

As Rhino grew increasingly frustrated, Michael couldn't resist poking fun at the situation. "You're going to taste my strength!!" Rhino roared, his frustration evident in every word.

Michael shot out his webbing, trapping Rhino and slamming him down hard. "Ouch! That must've hurt." Michael said with a grin, clearly enjoying the moment.

"I'm stronger than I look, buddy. Anyway, don't judge a book by its cover next time, okay?" he teased, winking mischievously at the downed Rhino, who could only groan in response.

But Rhino, undeterred, rose to his feet once more, charging at Michael with renewed determination.

"Bring it on!" Michael declared with a grin, his confidence unwavering as he prepared to face whatever challenges lay ahead. "I could do this all day." he added, his easygoing demeanor shining through even in the midst of the intense showdown.

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[Meanwhile Chris side]

Chris Hilton, the CEO of the Hilton Company, was discussing the progress of the ElectroGenesis project with Maxwell Dillon, one of the project's lead researchers.

"How's the progress, Maxwell?" Chris inquired, his tone indicating both curiosity and anticipation.

Max replied confidently, "It's moving along well, Sir. We've been making strides in renewable energy technology, but I think we're onto something bigger than just that."

Intrigued, Chris leaned forward. "Bigger? What do you mean?"

Max explained eagerly, "I've been brainstorming ways to push the boundaries of our research. I've proposed integrating some experimental technology into the project. Something that could potentially revolutionize how we harness electricity."

Chris's interest was piqued. "That sounds intriguing. Tell me more about it."

Eyes gleaming with excitement, Max elaborated, "Imagine if we could create a system that not only generates electricity but also manipulates it in ways we've never seen before. It's ambitious, but I believe it's possible."

Chris nodded thoughtfully. "I like the sound of that. But what are the risks involved?"

Max didn't hesitate to address the potential challenges. "Well, if we're not careful, a malfunction could lead to catastrophic consequences."

Chris considered the implications. "I see your point. But if we can pull this off, it could be something bigger."

With a confident nod, Max agreed, "Yes, sir, and this will revolutionize, I tell you."

Chris smiled, his decision made. "Okay then. Let's move forward with the ElectroGenesis project. But let's proceed with caution."

"Agreed," Max affirmed. "I'll start working on the implementation plan right away."

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[Michael Side]

After we finished our successful mission, Peter and I sat down in a quiet spot away from everything. The soft sounds of leaves rustling in the breeze made everything feel calm. As the sun started to set, making everything seem peaceful and quiet.

"Hey, Mike, that was so awesome," Peter said, his eyes shining with excitement. He was practically buzzing with energy from our recent mission. "Did you see how Mark and Emily handled those terrorists? It was like watching something straight out of an action movie!"

I chuckled, giving Peter a friendly pat on the shoulder. "See, I told you experiencing different fighting styles would help you grow. How was it? The experience?"

Peter stopped for a moment, his face reflecting deep thought as he pondered his answer. "It felt... weird," he started, his tone carrying a sense of wonder. "Normally, when we're fighting bad guys, it's all about planning and tricks, you know? But with Mark and Emily, it was like they were playing a different game."

His eyes sparkled mischievously as he recounted their encounter. "I asked Mark about their tactics, and you know what he said? He basically shrugged it off, saying they didn't need tactics for this situation as because Him and Emily's stronger than this terrorist."

I chuckled at Peter's storytelling, nodding along. "Classic Mark," I remarked, shaking my head in amusement. "And with Emily being part vampire, part human, it's no wonder they're such a powerful duo."

Peter nodded eagerly, his eyes widening as he got it. "Exactly! I mean, when I saw Emily fighting, I was seriously scared. She's like this super powerful force of nature."

I nodded in agreement with Peter and said, "Yep it is."

Then Peter looked at me, eager for details about my encounter with Rhino. "Hey, Mike, how did it go when you fought Rhino?"

I smiled a little bit, the memory of the battle still fresh in my mind. "Rhino's no pushover, that's for sure. The guy's got strength for days, not to mention a serious temper. But in the end, I managed to beat him."

Peter's grin widened, his admiration evident. "You're a legend, Mike. Taking down Rhino like that? It's seriously impressive."

I waved off the compliment modestly, feeling a swell of pride nonetheless. "Ah, it was nothing, really. I just want to make sure everyone's safe and sound."

Locking eyes with Peter, I emphasized our shared philosophy. "Remember, Peter, our duty as heroes is to protect, not to harm."

Peter nodded solemnly, his expression reflecting his understanding. "Got it, Mike. Protecting the innocent, no matter what."

"Exactly," I affirmed, raising my fist for a fist bump. "Now, let's show the world what we're made of."

Peter's eyes lit up with determination as he mirrored the gesture. "You got it, Mike. It's..... Showtime."

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[Loe side]

In the dimly lit office of S.H.I.E.L.D Director Loe, Mark Taylor, known as Nightwing, and his girlfriend Emily, also known as Lady Vamp, stood before the Director, reporting on their recent mission.

"Did you already subdue those sons of bitches?" Director Loe inquired, his tone stern yet relieved.

Mark nodded confidently. "Yes, Director, we've taken care of them. We've also recovered the stolen items."

Loe's expression softened with gratitude. "Nice job, Mark. Thanks for getting it done so well and fast."

Then Mark couldn't help but tease. "Loe, you're starting to show your age, aren't you?"

Loe scolded though there was a hint of amusement in his eyes."Watch your words, Mark! What if someone overhears us? A little dignity wouldn't hurt, you know." He glanced around his office with mock seriousness, as if expecting eavesdroppers behind every corner.

Mark retorted, "Oh, lighten up, Loe! It's just us and Emily here. No need to put on airs." He flashed a mischievous grin, knowing full well that their banter was all in good fun.

Amidst their banter, Emily couldn't help but laugh, finding amusement in their camaraderie.

After a moment, Loe's demeanor shifted, his tone becoming more serious. "Mark, about what you mentioned earlier... I've been considering it. How about in three days, we gather with our old friends – Michael, Chris, Mary, and us – for some bonding time?"

Mark's eyes lit up with excitement. "Seriously? You're free in three days?"

Loe confirmed with a nod. "Yep, I've cleared my schedule."

Unable to contain his enthusiasm, Mark pulled Loe into a hug, much to the Director's chagrin. "I can't wait to tell everyone about this!"

Loe grumbled half-heartedly, though a smile tugged at the corners of his lips. "Hands off, Mark. Show some respect." (tsundere)

But Mark, ever the affectionate friend, paid little heed to Loe's protests and continued to embrace him.

Emily, witnessing the scene, couldn't resist joining in the affection. "Count me in too." she declared, wrapping her arms around both Mark and Loe, strengthening their bond as comrades and friends.

The End of Missing Days