Peter's POV
I saw a scene that infuriated me—my love was being struck forcefully to the ground. Fortunately, after some time, a massive Wook covered him, and the image of an ancient turtle appeared, shielding him from the lightning.
I knew he was fine, but it still irritated me to watch.
Still, I stuck to my plan, setting up the equipment around the area.
The devices I placed totaled six—metal-based structures with small orbs on top. They weren't heavy, and carrying them wasn't difficult since I had stored them in my spatial ring.
Once I had positioned all of them, I focused on my enemy, leaping directly onto his body. I threw a small sphere at him, and upon impact, a rubber-like substance expanded, beginning to control and dissipate his electricity.
Of course, he sensed the danger and shifted his focus from my boyfriend to me.
Feeling the imminent threat, I quickly leaped to the side.
The spot where I had stood was obliterated by a barrage of lightning bolts.
He was about to move again, but I pressed a small controller on my waist.
Immediately, the devices activated. Electromagnetic fields distorted the electrical energy and began affecting him. It was clear that his body was struggling against the energy waves.
But I didn't stop there. Using my webs, I latched onto trees, buildings, and metal structures for support, moving swiftly while throwing small orbs that released rubber-like material.
Electro—the name my love and I had chosen for him—tried to absorb more energy, but I kept bombarding him with webs and rubber-based devices to restrain him.
"NO!! I WON'T LOSE!!" he shouted in frustration and desperation as his body emitted even greater waves of energy.
My senses warned me, and I quickly retreated, trying to think of a solution.
Then, a mental message came through.
Did you forget? Now it's my turn.
As soon as I heard that, I saw my boyfriend appear in front of him. From a distance, I watched his hands move rapidly, forming mysterious hand signs.
He pulled out small pieces of paper, and in an instant, Electro's energy seemed to subside and stabilize.
His body suddenly became incapable of moving.
I approached and noticed strange markings—apparently of two different origins—spreading across his body.
Then, I finally saw my love retrieve the last piece of equipment we had designed.
It was an armor-like suit made of a rubber-like material, created by me, combined with electromagnetic cores and energy dissipators.
Soon, all of Electro's energy was contained. My boyfriend then delivered a powerful strike to his neck, knocking him unconscious.
Afterward, he made a hand sign, removing all the symbols and enchantments from the enemy's body.
"What do we do now?" I asked, looking at my love.
One of his bees landed on his finger, and he replied, "The people coming to arrest him are on their way. Let's go."
Hearing that, I simply nodded. As usual, he grabbed hold of me, and we teleported back to base.
...
A few moments after our departure, a group of individuals with eagle insignias on their trucks arrived.
They came equipped with advanced technology and were led by a unique agent who had been sent here following a request from the Director and his friend.
"Agent Coulson, we haven't identified any other members. Should we detain this one and continue searching?"
The man removed his sunglasses and replied, "No. Secure the target and disappear. Make sure civilians and local authorities don't spread any information."
His subordinates acknowledged the order and withdrew.
Coulson observed the destruction, the damage to the area, and the lingering energy remnants. He recalled a young man he had met in the desert some time ago.
"He seems to have gotten even stronger... and more dangerous," he murmured before shifting his focus back to the captured enemy.
On his tablet, basic data on the target was displayed.
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MC's POV
In the end, I handed Electro over to S.H.I.E.L.D., asking Nick Fury and my father to manage him. After all, I had no intention of building a prison to contain enemies—I either eliminate them or let government organizations deal with them.
The containment went smoothly, and afterward, we returned home to rest.
At the moment, a video call screen was open in front of me.
I stretched in my chair and took a sip of my coffee with milk.
"Mr. Fury, to what do I owe the pleasure?"
A man with an eyepatch stared at me and said, "I did you a favor, didn't I?"
Hearing that, I responded in kind.
"And I did you two. The last incident with my father, and I voluntarily and kindly contained someone who would have harmed the city. Can you believe that?"
At this, he analyzed me with a scrutinizing gaze.
I smiled calmly.
"I can never win against you, kid. Tsk."
"And you shouldn't. I help you in many ways. Honestly, depending on your perspective, you're already winning."
He didn't comment further. We organized a few things. Normally, he avoided dealing with me directly because I was highly perceptive at detecting lies and hidden facts—thanks to my mental power, Haki vision, and tourist voice.
However, we still had to negotiate from time to time. Besides, I enjoyed his analytical skills just as much as he appreciated mine.
At the moment, we were investigating a hidden organization possibly infiltrating S.H.I.E.L.D. The more we uncovered, the greater our concerns grew. This organization seemed to have deep ties not only within S.H.I.E.L.D. but also in several military and governmental positions. Although we weren't certain yet, it had become a serious problem.
"We should proceed carefully. You work from one side, and I'll handle things as much as I can," I stated.
Although frustrating, S.H.I.E.L.D. was a crucial asset for me and for Earth. If it were to become inactive or significantly weakened, it would create major complications.
I planned to help eliminate some of these problematic elements.
"Yeah. I'll start moving some resources. I've been considering two projects—one is far more complex, but the other is more feasible. It would involve forming an independent team with capable S.H.I.E.L.D. members. I might request your involvement from time to time."
I agreed, and after a few more minutes, I ended the call and decided to get some sleep.