I swung to the JFK airport under the cover of night as I post on a lamp post and survey the area. Over by the Hanger, I see dozens of Fisk's men by the cargo plane with crates of guns being unloaded from the plane and into pallets before storing inside the trucks.

Y/n: "Looks like the info's legit, better stop this preferably before the cops arrive"

Fisk Goon #1: "Let's move it, people. The shipment at the warehouse has been compromised so we need to move fast before the cops show up"

Fisk Goon #2: "You think one of our guys snitched on us?"

Fisk: Goon #3: "Unlikely, unless he wants a death sentence from the boss. He asks for loyalty above all else"

Fisk Goon #2: "Yeah, you're right. I don't even want to imagine what the boss would do when I snitched"

After taking in their patrol route, I swing over to the hanger and began picking off the guards. I zipped towards the scaffolding and look for a good opportunity to strike, my eyes then landed on a goon just leaning on a pallet of weapons as he was engrossed on his phone, oblivious to his surroundings until another goon slapped the back of his head before walking off.

Fisk Goon #1: "Get back to work"

Fisk Goon #4: *tch* "Who does he think he is, telling me what to do"

The goon pumped his fist back before leaning back to the pallet and going back to his phone. From the scaffolding, I shot a web and hung upside-down, and slowly made my way down towards the goon.

Y/n: "You got games on your phone?"

Fisk Goon #4: *looks back* "What the-!"

Before he could alert the others, I web up his mouth as I climb up my web before webbing up his feet and dangle him up in the air as I wrap him up with my webbing. Once he was dangling on the scaffolding with me, his phone slipped out from his hand, I quickly shot a web to the phone to catch it before yanking it over to my hand.

Y/n: "'Rise of Kingdoms'? Guess I know why you're slacking off. Why do people always choose the Vikings?"

I then slipped his phone in between the webbing before swinging off and zipped to a wall, as I surveyed in another angle. This time my eyes landed on 2 goons standing around a table.

Fisk Goon #2: "What do you think was that?"

Fisk Goon #3: "Probably just Tim on his phone, the guy can't work even if his life depended on it"

Fisk Goon #1: "Hey, how are we with that reroute?"

Fisk Goon #2: "Just finishing up, we should be set before the trucks arrive"

Fisk Goon #1: "Good, I'll go check on the others"

Fisk Goon #3: "You got it"

Once the goon walked away, the two began conversing with each other in secret.

Fisk Goon #2: "Why does he act like he's a surveying officer or something?"

Fisk Goon #3: "Don't know, dude's getting on my nerves sometimes but he does keep people in line"

Fisk Goon #2: "Just wish he wouldn't act out like he has a stick up his ass"

Y/n: *whisper* "Let's see if this trip mine web still works"

Going to my web-shooters and configuring it to my trip mine webs, I aimed it towards one of the goons and shot it to his chest.

Fisk Goon #2: "What the-!?"

When the goon moved around, the sensor picked up on the goon in front of him, pulling the two together before getting wrapped around in a web and crashing into the table.

Fisk Goon #1: "What was that?! Everyone, stay on guard. Someone might try and snoop around"

Now that the goons are on high alert, I moved with caution, I zipped to the scaffolding before zipping to the wall just above another pair of Fisk Goons.

Fisk Goon #5: "God, does he ever shut up?"

Fisk Goon #6: "Dude's like a broken record, 'Load up this, guys. Check over that way, guys' like he's one to boss us around"

Y/n: "Wow, you guys really hate your co-workers don't you?"

Fisk Goon #5: "You have no idea. WAit, who-!?"

Before they could register who I was, I stuck a trip mine web to one of the goon's back, the sensor triggered by the wall behind him, sending him to the wall and getting wrapped in my web as he stuck to the wall before web-striking the other goon.

Y/n: "You guys look so comfortable when incapacitated"

From there I started taking down a few thugs at a time, hanging them by the scaffolding or sticking them to the wall until there was only one left.

Fisk Goon #1: "How are we in those unloading guys?! Guys?"

I stuck to a wall near him and announced my presence to him.

Y/n: "I think they're a bit preoccupied at the moment"

Fisk Goon #1: "It's Spider-man! Everyone, it's Spider- *webs mouth* hmph!"

Y/n: "Man you are noisy, no wonder no one liked you"

I jumped off the wall and web strike towards him and send a strong kick to his head, knocking him out.

Y/n: "Now then, let's see what Willie had shipped this time?"

I go over to one of the pallets, I inspect the box and noticed the same Fisk logo on all of the crates. I open one of the crates and instantly met with more heavily grade weapons, Miniguns, LMG's and even plastic explosives.

Y/n: "Well one thing's for sure, these ain't machine parts"

I went to my suit and pulled out a few trackers that I could carry on my suit. I placed the trackers inside the crates, choosing a select few just in case each pallet went to different trucks.

(~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!~)

Once I planted the last of my trackers, a convoy of vehicles arrive at the hanger, a trio of trucks, and 4 heavily reinforced cars. I zip up to the scaffolding before I get run over by the convoy of trucks as they pull up to the shipment.

The drivers of the truck along with their partners jump out of the truck as the back door of the vehicle opened and more of Fisk's men jump out and begin loading up the shipment.

(~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!~)

Before I got the chance to stop them, the rest of the convoy rode up behind them, each car 4 goons hopped out and opened fire on me. I manage to swing away and avoid the bullets while in mid-air, but that proved to be too much, causing me to zip towards natural cover as I wait for the hail to stop.

Y/n: "Now might be a good time to wish for the cops to show up"

And just a few seconds later, I heard police sirens become progressively louder. I peek over just as I see a few police cruisers, as well as S.W.A.T trucks, pull up outside the hanger.

Police officers then piled out of their vehicles all in protective vests as they drew their weapons and aimed them towards fisk's men. The S.W.A.T team hops out of their truck, all grouped up as some of the members grabbed Riot shields and post up in front of the line of fire.

One more car pulls up to the scene and when they got out, I saw George step out of his vehicle with a protective vest as he held his hand out.

George: "Gun"

One of the S.W.A.T members tossed his rifle towards George and catches it with his outstretched hand before reaching towards the cruiser's radio and be broadcast on the cruiser's megaphone.

George's voice: "Attention, hostile gunmen! This is the police, come out with your hands up!"

Fisk Goon: "Ah, shit. Cops are here. Bring me the Boomstick!"

One of the goons that were loading up the trucks opened one of the crates and pulled out an RPG before giving it to the Fisk Goon who asked for it.

The goon placed the RPG over his shoulder and look into the sight before sending out the rocket towards the grouped-up policemen.

Officer: "RPG!"

The S.W.A.T team who were holding Riot shields braced for impact as the officers along with George ducked to their vehicles for cover. I quickly went out of my cover and jumped high in the air, I webbed the incoming rocket and send it back towards the Goons.

I slammed the rocket down towards the cars around the goons, the explosion of the rocket caused the cars to combust and sent flying as the Goons who were near the explosion were sent off their feet by the explosion.

Y/n: "Wow, you guys sure do put the 'Boom' in 'Boomstick'"

Fisk Goon: "It's Spider-man, get him!"

George: "Spider-man...Everyone provide suppressing fire!"

Fisk's men and the cops began to have a shoot-out with me caught in the middle. I quickly web-strike towards one of the goons who peeked out of cover, I uppercut him high in the air before dealing out a combo to suspend him in the air.

I then kicked him away before web-striking the goon below me, shooting two webs to his side before slamming my entire weight down on him, knocking out the air in his chest and knocking him unconscious.

(~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!~)

A goon behind me set their sights on me, swinging his rifle over at me and sending a burst of bullets. I twirled in the air to dodge the spray before shooting a web towards his eyes, while he was blind I web-strike towards him and send a strong knee strike directly to his face, taking him out of the fight.

Seeing me as the bigger threat now, all of the remaining Fisk Goons aimed their firearms at me. Seeing as I'm a sitting duck, I went to a 3-point stance and tried to get away until a stun grenade explodes just above me, sending the Fisk goons to a daze.

Seeing an opportunity, I leaped high in the air and send out a barrage of webs all around me, webbing up the remaining Fisk goons as I stuck them to the floor or the remains of their vehicles.

I look back to see the cops have seised fire, I look at the front of the line to see George with an accomplished smile before having a look of distraught.

(~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!~)

Before I could figure out the reason, my Spider-sense kicked in followed by a loud truck horn. I didn't need to be a detective to figure out what was going to happen.

Y/n: "Everyone, move!"

I jumped out of the way just as the semi-truck drove past me along with the rest of the convoy. The cops manage to move out of the way as the trucks plow through the barricade of cruisers.

The police scrambled to their feet as they watch the convoy drive away. Not one to back down, George quickly got to his feet and made his way to his car, and proceeds to give chase.

Y/n: "He's gonna get himself killed"

Seeing no other way, I jumped out of the hanger and zipped towards the top of George's car just as he left the airport.

George: "What do you think you're doing?!"

Y/n: "Trying to not get you killed, now you better keep your eyes on the road and keep up with those guys"

George: "Didn't have to tell me twice"

(~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!~)

I look ahead and noticed the back of the truck opened up for a Fisk goon to point an RPG towards us. The goon shot the rocket off and was heading towards our car, I quickly jumped off and webbed the rocket before hurling it under the truck.

The resulting explosion caused the truck to flip over itself, toppling over as the goons inside was out of commission for now.

George manages to maneuver out of the crash and continues to give chase as I swing over to the next truck. Once I landed on the truck, I stuck myself to the side just as the back of the truck opened and two Fisk goons points their weapons at George.

Y/n: *peeks over* "I'm sorry, all passengers have their seatbelts for the duration of the ride. Otherwise, you'll quickly be removed"

Fisk Goon: "What the hell?"

I shot a web at the Goon's chest before connecting it towards a passing street lamp, sending him out of the truck and dangling over the streets. The other goon quickly aimed his gun at me but I quickly went back up the truck just as he opened fire,

I then went over to his side and web up his back inconspicuously before tapping his shoulder.

Y/n: *yanks nose* "Got your nose!"

Fisk Goon: "Why you little"

Y/n: "Uh-uh-uh, language dear boy"

The goon then swung around to try and hit me, causing the web to wrap around him, I then connect the web to another streetlamp, only this time wrapping him up in the web before he was sent dangling on the street lamp.

Once the back of the truck was clear, I went over to the front of the truck and knock on the passenger side window before making my way to the driver-side

Fisk Goon: "Huh? What was that?"

Distracted, I took this chance and jumped to the side before webbing the driver-side door and pulled myself inside the truck, kicking the driver through his window and out the passenger side window with me close behind.

Once there was no one inside the truck, I zipped towards the front of the truck and push it against its momentum as I stop it with my entire body. The tires skidded against the ground as I push against the truck harder until the truck's speed slowed to a stop.

I see George's car drive by as I stopped the truck, I quickly zipped towards his car and perched up top as we continue to chase down the convoy. I noticed the convoy diverged down a fork road, two trucks going to the left while the last truck went to the right.

I stood by the car confused until the truck on the right opened its back door as two goons peek out and aimed their weapons towards the city and began causing chaos.

Y/n: "They're causing chaos around the city!"

George: "They mustn't want the shipment to not make it to the deal"

Y/n: "You head for the rest of the convoy, I'll handle the other before it destroys half of the city"

I jump off the car and swing my way towards the truck as I try to get close and stop them. However, as soon as I began catching up, The goons set their attention to me. One of the goons pointed an RPG towards my direction and sent out a rocket.

I manage to dodge the projectile in a nick of time, only to be met with a hail of bullets from another goon who is spraying his rifle at me, trying hard to get a clear shot. the RPG was then reloaded, as the goon shot another rocket towards me.

I zip up in the air to get a few feet off the ground before webbing up the rocket and hurling it to the front of the truck to try and slow it down but the driver manage to mauver around the explosion and continued driving off, picking up speed as he does so.

This went on for a few minutes, a goon trying to shoot me down with his rifle as another shot an RPG towards me as I use the rocket to try and slow the truck down only for it to maneuver away and continue driving.

It was causing too much destruction to the point that George decides to give me a call.

George's voice: "What the hell is going on over there?"

Y/n: "I can't get close to the truck, I kept getting shot up"

George's voice: "Alright...What's your location?"

Y/n: "Over at 21st and 3rd"

George's voice: "Okay, sit tight"

Y/n: "Sure, I'll just swing around and try not to get shot!"

I continue to give chase as I duck down any bullets that whisk by, another rocket shot towards me. I web up the rocket and hurled it to the side of the truck, this caused the truck to swerve around as the driver didn't anticipate the change of trajectory.

The truck continue to swerve, I swapped my priority to the civilians, pulling them out of the way before they get run over. The truck began regaining control little by little as we reach an intersection.

But before the truck manages to cross, a car came out of nowhere and decked the truck on its side, knocking it off course and sending it towards a brick wall. Sending the truck out of commission.

Y/n: "Holy shit!"

I look over and see the car had toppled over from the crash, I looked closely to see that it was George's car. Worried, I quickly went over to the car right after I shot a web bomb inside the back of the truck, instantly sending the goons to the wall and wrapped around my web.

I went over to the driver's side of the car and ripped the door off its hinges. George takes his seatbelt off and lands on the roof of the car, I quickly dragged George out of his car and laid him out to the ground as he catches his breath.

(~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!~)

I look back to the truck and see the driver hop out and point the gun over at us. Civilians look over in shock as the goon readies to pull the trigger. Before he could get a shot off, I jumped over him, webbing both of his hands before pulling them close to his face. When I landed I tugged on the web in my hands hard, leading the thug to knock himself out with his fists.

Once the last goon was taken care of, I went back over to George and check on him. Seeing no visible injuries, I reach my hand out towards him as he looks over at it for a second then looks at me before reluctantly grabbing my hand as I pull him up to his feet.

Y/n: "Let's hear it for Captain Stacy, everyone!"

The crowd that gathered around gave a round of applause for George for his bravery as he chuckles to himself and accepts the applause before leaning over to me and whispering something in my ear.

George: "Let's go somewhere private, we need to talk"

Y/n: "Uh-oh..."

(Timeskip) [3rd POV]

Y/n swung over to a rooftop with George after excusing themselves from the crowd. Once they landed, George went to sit down on the staircase to the roof access while Y/n stood near the edge

George: "Thanks again for saving me back there"

Y/n: "No need for thanks, sir. Just doing what's right"

George: "Oh, enough with the 'sir' shit, Y/n. Makes me feel old"

Y/n: "Uh...You must have the wrong person, sir. I'm not Y/n"

George: "Quit fooling around I know it's you, so you can take that ridiculous mask off"

Seeing no other way out, Y/n decides to comply and slowly took off his mask and look at George with a speculative look.

Y/n: "You knew?"

George: "It was all speculation at first, but glad to know I was right"

Y/n: "What did you start getting skeptical about me being Spider-man?"

George: "A few things, but the main one was when you stuck yourself into the ceiling outside my office"

Y/n: *sweatdrop* "Whaaat? When did that happen? That definitely didn't happen"

George: "I got camera footage of you snooping around before Ross stepped out of my office. You should really be more aware of your surroundings"

Y/n let out an awkward chuckle due to his predicament, before quickly going to his knees and groveling on George's feet.

Y/n: "Please don't tell anyone!"

George: *chuckle* "Calm down, kid. You're secret's safe with me"

Y/n: "So you won't tell anyone?"

George: "'Course not, I had the footage deleted already so you're clear"

Y/n: "Phew! Man, you almost gave me a heart attack"

George: "There's just one thing I gotta ask you..."

Y/n then got off his knees and went to sit down on the ground as he stares at George, who looks at Y/n intently with a fierce glare.

George: "Gwen...does she know about this?"

Y/n: "No, she doesn't"

George: "Are you sure? Because knowing who you are is enough to get targeted, so I'll ask you again. Does. Gwen. Know?"

Y/n: *deep sigh* "No, she doesn't. Like I've told you before, I know what lifestyle I'm living and the enemies I make. And I know that if they find out that the people close to me know who I am, they won't rest until they got to me through them"

George: "So you two have never gotten that far for you to reveal your identity?"

Y/n: "No...and I didn't plan to"

George: *sigh of relief* "That's good. Now that we got that out of the way, those goons still have the shipment and we don't know where they're headed"

Y/n: "Oh, we don't need to worry about that. I placed trackers inside the crates, each truck should have at least 1 tracker on them"

George: "But we'll still need to locate those trackers, that'll keep us for at least a day. One of the goons also said something about a deal happening in Brooklyn, if we have police patrolling 24/7 we might not bring down their network if they're on high alert"

Y/n: "Damn...If only there was a way to get that information, Hanger's a bust since they only planned out a route, and even then they might diverge before reaching the main rendezvous point"

George: *looks over at Y/n* "You know...I think I have a way how we can get those information"

Y/n: *looks back* "Really? How?"

George: *mischievous grin* "When's the last time we played good cop, bad cop?"

Y/n processed the question inside his head, he looked back to the scene and see the policemen rounding up the goons. A few seconds later he caught on and had a mischievous grin of his own.

After their chat, they made their way back to the precinct. George walks in with Y/n, who donned his mask again, close behind him.

George: "Get me one of Fisk's men and take them to the interrogation room, we'll be waiting inside"

Officer: "Umm, sir? Are you sure it's okay for Spider-man to join you?"

George: "Don't worry, he's with me"

Y/n nods in confirmation as the Officer complied and went to get one of Fisk's goons and bring him to the interrogation room.

A few minutes after his arrival, the goon was quickly hoisted to the edge of his seat as Y/n holds the goon by the collar and leaned right next to the Goon's face while trying his most intimidating voice.

Y/n: "I'm gonna say this once before I break apart your bones until they crumble to dust in my hands. 'Where in Brooklyn is the deal gonna take place?'"

Fisk Goon: *scoff* "Come on, Spidey. That the best you got? We both know you ain't gonna do a thing because you're a pussy following the law"

Before Y/n could strike the Goon, George quickly placed a hand on his shoulder. Y/n eased off on the goon and lets him go before getting off the table, leaning on the one-sided window and glaring menacingly at the goon.

George: *leans close* "Look pal, do me a favor and take a good look around"

The goon looked confused before doing a quick look around before looking back to George.

George: "Now, did you see any cameras anywhere?"

Fisk Goon: "There are no cameras in the room"

George: "That's right, now see that door? *gestures to entrance* That's soundproof and that mirror, there's no one on the other side"

Fisk Goon: "So what? what's it gonna have to do with me?"

George: "Well for starters, anything that happens in this room when I'm not around is all up for debate. And him over there"

George gestures to Y/n as he cracks his knuckles.

George: "He could do whatever he wants in this room, and I mean anything. That includes beating the ever-living crap out of you"

Fisk goon: "You're kidding right? Isn't that illegal?"

George: "Maybe so, but they'll never know until I say so. So unless you comply with what we ask, I'm gonna step out this room and leave you with him, and what will happen for the next 5 minutes is gonna be equivalent to 5 hours of hell in this room, do you understand?"

Fisk Goon: *shaky nod*

George: "Good, now back to my colleague's question. 'Where in Brooklyn is the deal going down?'"

Fisk Goon: "The deal is going to happen in an abandoned warehouse in Brooklyn"

Y/n: "Yeah, that narrows it down"

George: "Can you give us a location"

Fisk Goon: "It was one of Mr. Fisk's former warehouse, Somewhere in Clinton Hill"

Y/n: "What about the shipments? Where are they storing it?"

Fisk Goon: "I-It's hiding in one of Mr. Fisk's properties. He tends to keep contraband near his art gallery"

Y/n: "Well, glad we can come to an understanding"

George: "I'll have my men stake out the areas and find out if it's legit. We'd be ready by the time tomorrow comes running around"

Y/n: "Cool, because *yawn* I'm tired"

George: "Yeah, you and me both *To goon* I'll have someone escort you back to your cell, thank you for your cooperation"

Y/n and George then exited the interrogation room as two officers enter their place and dragged the goon back to his cell.

George: "Not bad, I think you're actually getting a hang of playing 'Good vop, Bad cop'

Y/n: "More like Good cop, 'Spider'-cop. Eh? Eh?"

George rolled his eyes before walking away from Y/n as he hurriedly runs after him.

Y/n: "Oh, come on it'll grow on you eventually. George? George!"

Once their business is concluded, Y/n changed back to his civilian clothes and went with George to take the bus back home.

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Yeesh, that was long, I think my back hurts from all the writing.

Hope you guys enjoy this chapter of the Spider-cop arc, Next chapter will most likely be a finale, and after that is a new arc once more.

We are going by fast ain't it and it's only the start of 2022. Also, I apologize if the relay of information for location around New York isn't exactly 'accurate' so please bare with me.

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