"You have everything you need, big guy?" Naomi smiled as she gave me a final hug.

"Thanks for coming, of course you could've left her at home." I pointedly look over at Kimimela who was sticking out her tongue at me. Despite my many objection, when Naomi told me that she was going out with the ice queen. She also told me to fuck off, since it was her choice. I ywasn't happy about it, but their was very little I could do about it. I finally left it alone, once it became clear that I was risking loosing my best friend over this argument, it just wasn't worth the price of getting my point of view across.

"I am going to miss you so much big bro." Peter gave me a hug using all his strength, I could feel his love and worry in it, as I was leaving for a few years.

"I'll miss you to webhead." No he isn't spiderman yet, but I figure I should try in endearing him, toward spiders. And using this nick name, as a way in reinforcing at lest in his subconscious of him picking the name spiderman in the future. God forbid he decide too call himself something silly like dragon fly guy.

I shared a hug with uncle Ben and aunte May, exchanging a few heart felt words with the two of them. For years they had filled the void left behind from the death of are parents. Sure it still hurt a little, at least now Peter didn't breakdown in tears in the middle of the night, or when ever we brought up their memory anymore. Who am I kidding, most of those time I was right by his side bawling my eyes out as well.

With a final look around, I wave goodbye to everyone. Well almost everyone, except for a certain someone who shale not be name. My eyes linger as I communicated once more a silent warning promising pain, toward the one beside Naomi. She seem happy in ignoring my silent mental command, of pissing off in a deep dark pit somewhere. 

Moving my sight away from the banshee, I gave a final warm smile to Peter. The poor kid look like a little puppy left alone in the rain. It took allot of determination form me, not to run back and take him in my arms. Never figure to be such a bro con, but then again I had complicated feeling when it came to Peter. 

On one hand he was my dear little brother, who had stuck close to me as we grew up. In so doing so, we both had develop many interest in common. Hands down, Peter was much smarter then I will ever be, I was no longer to far off from his level like I once was. After my mutation, my intelligence had grown and I was now much better equip, in keeping up with the little genius. 

The only thing I was better then him, was in coming up with odd combination from different scientific and other branches of discipline, into creating something new and unique. Sometime it worked and sometime not so much.

The other side on why it was complicated, was my own feeling outside of Peter being my little brother. After are parents and even when they were alive, Peter had always felt like a mix of my little brother and my own kid. Lets not forget that in my past life, I love reading the spiderman comics. So knowing some of the more fuck up ideas, some of the authors came up with, in how to best torment Peter Parker. I desperately wish to shield him from such horrors, sadly the death of are parents had proven to be a humbling and painful lesson.

As for Peter future love life, well I wisely decide not to touch on that. Matter of the heart was a very messy thing. I only hope that my influence, would prove to be a positive force in his life. Then again, this was a Marvel universe, so I had no fricking idea what to expect for him later. Beside, in the girl department the little shit, had me beat. Last night, after diner I had over heard him make several calls too girls, all so that he could convincing them one at a time, in not showing up for my departure.

Many thing for the Parker family was different. For one, uncle Ben and aunt May had a very fat bank account. Thanks to your truly, honestly the hard part had been having Ben and May take the damn money. But beside that, both had refuse to move out of the house, so I did the next best thing. I made sure the house was safe, I may have gotten a little bit carried away with that project. Me and Peter during are fixs for the house, we made it so it could stand a tornado passing right beside it.

Uncle Ben had looked at us funny, when I and Peter had insisted in instaling all kinds of security measure around the house. Hell we had gone full mad scientist on this project, what was at first just a friendly competitive bet. Turn into a all blow out race weapon armour war between us. Once aunt May got wind of are over the top enthusiasm, she had laid down the law when we got a little maniac on automatic turrets. When she turn to Ben and ask why he didn't try and stop are shenanigans. 

He said and I quote. "I wanted to see, just how far they would take it." He had the most interested and amuse look I've ever seen on his face. It ended up with all three of us kneeling as aunt May tore us a new one. That day I learn another humbling lesson, don't pistes off aunt May. She was terrifying when angry, she usually was the sweet gentle comforting person in the house. So seeing her angry to all hell had been a little traumatic, something I had promise to never reveal in the future or just never ever mention to anyone about this part of the  little incident. 

As I was boarding the plan, I felt a little relief in being on my own after so long. Beside I had place some back up just incase something happen. I had left a clone that had spilt in three, one to play the role of Alfred my butler. The second was playing the role of a businessmen who had bought the company from me. And the third was in a house not far from were my family was living. 

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Keeping Alpha active for a whole year turn out to be excellent training, in how long I could keep a clone active. The only down side, was that the number of clones didn't go up, since I had too keep it a secret from SHIELD. My metamorphic ability was also very limited, I could not change the core shape of the clones or me. It was mostly cosmetic base off of me as what I could achieve. 

If all of them was to line up with me, we would look like a very odd family. I couldn't switch around my sex since I lack that amount of control in my morphing power. The most I could do was 3.5 % of a change from me as its base for all the change. Changing the colour of any of my aspect was much easier, then any physical morphing like a bigger nose or smaller ears. 

So infiltrating inside a enemy base, and posing as someone else. Was not it the cards, as long as the person resemble myself then yeah I could do a very close fake. But on a closer inspection I wouldn't be abel to pass a in depth scrutiny. It wouldn't take them long in cracking my low grade mimic ability. So that was another reason why I was keeping this ability a secret as well.

The powers I was going to parade around, was my enhance physic, my five heighten sense and my regeneration ability. Sure It was limited but I refuse in promoting too much of my real ability, especially when Hydra was still dorment withing SHIELD. I was also planing in leaving SHIELD in the future, when ever the opportunity would present it self. I also was going to do my best in dodging their indoctrinate brainwashing for loyal SHIELD agents. They would no doubt ram a bunch of bull down my throat on why they were so great, during all my training.

My biggest advantage would come once, I could split myself out of sight from my new employers. So during my stay in SHIELD boot camp, I couldn't use my cloning powers at all. For all I knew, there was a very high chances of me being under constant surveillance. I mean it made sense, even if I found the idea annoying. Keeping under watch a group of superpower individuals, also their was always the possibility of a infiltrating spies from another country or group. So I had to assume that I would be watch 24hrs every day and night. 

My trip on the plan was dull, I had been on a few flights before all of them work related. The main difference for this one was my seat. On my own time I was in front in the plan in the high class section, but under SHIELD I was in the common area cram between an arguing couple. Apparently Dave decided to go drinking for this couple honey moon, since his new wife keep flirting with almost every muscular tan guy who would smile in her direction.

A few time both tried to drag me in their fight, I learn despite not wanting to that they were just coming back from visiting some lawyers firms in NewYork. Why oh God had they decided on getting lawyers in NewYork when they were from Arizona. I had no clue nor did I care to find out, I had to resist the urge from snapping their necks just to get some piece and quiet. 

Why was my seating so bad, this was no doubt the last pitiful abuse that my watch dog team could do. One thing to celebrate was the end of their sabotage on my life, well almost beside one person. I would no longer be under their annoying frustating 'care'. Instead I wad no doubt about to get a completely new asshole that would over look my training. My hope was that my new trainer would at the very least train me properly.

Once the plan finally landed at its destination, I practicaly parkour my way out of the craft as fast as possible, all so that I could escape from my annoying seat mates. No one was around to pic me up, but they did send me an address for a place I was to go until they sended someone to pick us all up. Yeah I wasn't the only recruit, I wasn't sure if I would be with other enhance or normal people. Maybe a mix of both, didn't matter since from here on out. I had to be extra mindful of my surrounding.

During the night I could hear and sense other arriving at the hotel. This place was odd, since in the afternoon I had sense more then one people coming up to rent a room. As long as they had similar document then I did, then the one manning the desk would greet us with a polite smile. But anyone not taking out this document was, denied access to any rooms.

The only logic that came to mind was that this was a official rest place for SHIELD. The fact that they didn't even trie very hard in hidding this place. Gave me the impression that it wasn't very important, so it would no doubt be bug up the watzu, not just by SHIELD but everyone else. I silently wondered if this was some kind of test or evaluation. If so, then I wasn't sure of the reason. I did have some ideas just nothing I could comfirm at the moment.

I spend the next three days bored in my room. The last instruction I had receive was to stay in my room and wait. Are meals would be taking care of, each room had a tv with plenty of channels. A old video game console with a few games. A small library, with about 40 books it had at least a book of each kind ranging from romance to scientific research.

We also all had a personal shower and toillet, the message also said not to go outside or interact with anyone beside the one brining are food. It wasn't all bad we each had a menu, I could choose whatever I wanted on it. I just had to call the front desk and place my order. 

On my second day, their was a knock on my door. When I went to check it out by peeping out of the hole on the door. I saw someone no doubt a neighbour, asking if he could come in for a chat. I reminded him that we all had receive instruction in not interacting with anyone but the people from the front desk. 

He spend the next few minute trying and failing in getting me to open the door, before shouting a few insults my way and making his way toward another occupant. I was curious in knowing if this was a candidate for SHIELD, or a intructer send to mess with us. Some kind of other test that SHIELD had devise.

Finally on the fifth day a few black van finally showed up to pick us up. As well as the man who would haunt are nightmare for the coming three years. He order us to line up, as I glace around I notice that the man who had continue to knock on my door. Was absent, this was a clear admission that he was part of a test. Are new head instructor, took out a piece of paper calling a few names and asking these people to step up. I was one of them, at the next words that are instructor shouted, I knew I wasn't going to have a good time here.

"Alright Turds, congratulation, thanks to a few of you knuck heads. I get to up the difficulty on all  your training. Since some of you didn't seem to understand simple clear instruction. On your behalf I want to thank you since you just made my day." The man gave us all sixteen of us a smile, that I hated right off the bat. I just knew that I would not get a easy boot camp, no I got the distinct impression that this man would find sadistic glee in pushing us to are breaking point.