RichestAirPirate
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Hey all, Tron here. I wanted to make a fic like this for a long time now and I had this in my back pocket for a long while. A fic about my MvC2 mains, Spider-Man, Bulleta/B.B Hood, and Tron Bonne. Yes, I know that combination sounds silly. But I find them a lot of fun.
When the ol' web head investigates a spot, he finds himself meeting up with clumsy air pirates and a crazed gunwoman. The things he does in the superhero biz...
Rating: E for Everyone
The return of Abyss meant that warriors from two Earths had to reunite again, for the greater good, of course. No matter what, the safety of the planets was a top priority. Or at least, it should be. That’s what Spider-Man believed at least.
Yet here he was, in a factory located in who knows where. It certainly was far from Queens, that’s for sure. He just had to ensnare some yellow and blue LEGO-like robots in webbing so they’d stop attacking him with their bombs or whatever machines they got. “Alright little guys, I took it easy because I remember you. Though I don’t think you remember me.” Spider-Man said.
One of the little guys squirmed. “Ms. Tron gave us orders to take anything we see that looks useful here!” He explained.
“And to shoot anything red that moves that could get in our way!” Another one added.
Ms. Tron? Spidey scratched his head in confusion, trying to run that name through his memory. “Tron? Isn’t she the-” His Spider Sense began to kick in, prompting him to take action and leap back several feet.
CRASH! A large green mecha landed hard on Spider-Man’s previous location. “Indeed it is.” Spidey said, recognizing that machine.
The Mecha’s pilot stood up. A brown haired girl with one of the most unique hairstyles Spidey’s ever seen. “Spider-Man? What are you doing here?” Tron asked, confused.
“Oh y’know, just sightseeing.” Spidey joked. “Heard a Sentinel might be around here and if it gets out, we might have a robot riot problem-” Then his Spidey sense tingled. “Get down!”
BRATATATATAT! The sound of gunfire rang out, sparking Spidey to leap up. Tron ducked into the Gustaff’s cockpit and covered her head. It seems the marksman was a blonde haired woman dressed like some kind of little red riding hood.
“Hrmf! I ain’t looking to share my bounty or any loot with anybody!” The woman shouted, still holding her firearm ready. “So I suggest you fellas stay out of my way before I put a few holes in your heads!”
Tron peeked out at the mention of a bounty. Was it on her? Or someone else? Whatever the case, she also wasn’t keen on splitting her findings. “Is that how it is? Well, I’m not either!” She grabbed her mecha’s control sticks and whistled to her Servbots, who stood at attention. “However, if you forfeit all your valuables and leave, I’m sure we can all come out of this peacefully.”
Spidey knew this was one bad move away from bullets, bombs, and missiles being fired everywhere. However, then he heard the sound of something coming active. “Hey before you guys start going guns blazing, we have a bigger problem.” He warned before turning around.
“UNIDENTIFIED OBJECTS FOUND.” It truly was a Sentinel! And it just analyzed all of the intruders here. “NO MUTANTS DETECTED. FRAUDULENT SENTINEL UNIT FOUND. ENTERING COMBAT MODE. ALL INTERFERENCE WILL BE NEUTRALIZED.”
“Fraudulent? This is MY design!” Tron actually felt offended. “Well this hunk of junk might make for good parts. Let’s take ‘em!”
Bulleta scoffed and reloaded her machine gun. “Great. Not part of the plan. Guess I’ll be working overtime for this.” She commented before flashing an evil grin. “Whatever! It’s the scrap heap for you, you bucket of bolts!”
Spider Man didn’t expect this turn of events. To work with a crazy little red riding hood and an air pirate sounded like a nightmare to him. However, he couldn’t get picky, or else he’d be vaporized. Sometimes he wonders why he even bothers with some of this stuff.
When the ol' web head investigates a spot, he finds himself meeting up with clumsy air pirates and a crazed gunwoman. The things he does in the superhero biz...
Rating: E for Everyone
Uncertain Alliance
Factory, Unknown Location, ?:??am?
The return of Abyss meant that warriors from two Earths had to reunite again, for the greater good, of course. No matter what, the safety of the planets was a top priority. Or at least, it should be. That’s what Spider-Man believed at least.
Yet here he was, in a factory located in who knows where. It certainly was far from Queens, that’s for sure. He just had to ensnare some yellow and blue LEGO-like robots in webbing so they’d stop attacking him with their bombs or whatever machines they got. “Alright little guys, I took it easy because I remember you. Though I don’t think you remember me.” Spider-Man said.
One of the little guys squirmed. “Ms. Tron gave us orders to take anything we see that looks useful here!” He explained.
“And to shoot anything red that moves that could get in our way!” Another one added.
Ms. Tron? Spidey scratched his head in confusion, trying to run that name through his memory. “Tron? Isn’t she the-” His Spider Sense began to kick in, prompting him to take action and leap back several feet.
CRASH! A large green mecha landed hard on Spider-Man’s previous location. “Indeed it is.” Spidey said, recognizing that machine.
The Mecha’s pilot stood up. A brown haired girl with one of the most unique hairstyles Spidey’s ever seen. “Spider-Man? What are you doing here?” Tron asked, confused.
“Oh y’know, just sightseeing.” Spidey joked. “Heard a Sentinel might be around here and if it gets out, we might have a robot riot problem-” Then his Spidey sense tingled. “Get down!”
BRATATATATAT! The sound of gunfire rang out, sparking Spidey to leap up. Tron ducked into the Gustaff’s cockpit and covered her head. It seems the marksman was a blonde haired woman dressed like some kind of little red riding hood.
“Hrmf! I ain’t looking to share my bounty or any loot with anybody!” The woman shouted, still holding her firearm ready. “So I suggest you fellas stay out of my way before I put a few holes in your heads!”
Tron peeked out at the mention of a bounty. Was it on her? Or someone else? Whatever the case, she also wasn’t keen on splitting her findings. “Is that how it is? Well, I’m not either!” She grabbed her mecha’s control sticks and whistled to her Servbots, who stood at attention. “However, if you forfeit all your valuables and leave, I’m sure we can all come out of this peacefully.”
Spidey knew this was one bad move away from bullets, bombs, and missiles being fired everywhere. However, then he heard the sound of something coming active. “Hey before you guys start going guns blazing, we have a bigger problem.” He warned before turning around.
“UNIDENTIFIED OBJECTS FOUND.” It truly was a Sentinel! And it just analyzed all of the intruders here. “NO MUTANTS DETECTED. FRAUDULENT SENTINEL UNIT FOUND. ENTERING COMBAT MODE. ALL INTERFERENCE WILL BE NEUTRALIZED.”
“Fraudulent? This is MY design!” Tron actually felt offended. “Well this hunk of junk might make for good parts. Let’s take ‘em!”
Bulleta scoffed and reloaded her machine gun. “Great. Not part of the plan. Guess I’ll be working overtime for this.” She commented before flashing an evil grin. “Whatever! It’s the scrap heap for you, you bucket of bolts!”
Spider Man didn’t expect this turn of events. To work with a crazy little red riding hood and an air pirate sounded like a nightmare to him. However, he couldn’t get picky, or else he’d be vaporized. Sometimes he wonders why he even bothers with some of this stuff.