The Most Dangerous Game

(Hey guys! Sorry it's been awhile, college had kept me busier than I thought…and also I could upload anything to Fanfiction with my laptop so that also sucked…but anyways I'm back! I'm also doing a story 'series' which is taking place in the Young Justice section so go start reading that if you wish. I hope to finish this story before heading back to college, so I'll try my best.)

Disclaimer: I don't own Ultimate Spider-Man or any of the characters; this story is just for fun. I hope you all enjoy!

Prologue

(Years ago, in Mexico)

The drumming rang loud in his ears. He leapt from tree to tree, blood burning like a wildfire. He continued to fight it. It begged for release. He denied it with all his might. He would not allow it to be free.

'Must…stay…calm…Where is he?...' The man thought.

He heard the arrow coming and caught it in mid-air, but he grabbed the head. His blood burned even worse.

'Damn poison!' He snarled in his mind. "I must say, you caught that faster than I thought you would." A mocking voice called out.

He let out a snarl before he leapt down at his stalker. The assailant dodged and laughed. This didn't amuse the poisoned man. A ferocious growl rumbled from his throat as he began slashing and punching with incredible speed.

"You are strong indeed…but not strong enough, rah!" The assailant barked as he drew dual daggers before slashing at his target.

They went back and forth: a slash blocked, a kick dodged, a stab missed, etc. The fight seemed to be even. But the poison began to take more and more of his energy. He dropped onto one knee as he wheezed heavily. His assailant chuckled as he approached.

"It is too bad that this couldn't have lasted longer. I so do enjoy this game. Sadly, it seemed to be for not. Once what I take what is mine…I'll…cut some loose ends…don't want any eventually babbling about family heirlooms." The killer taunted.

The man's heart filled with rage.

"NOOO!" He roared as he leapt forward.

He tackled the man and pinned him on the ground. Snarls erupted from his throat as he savagely slashed his attacker's chest. Red lines appeared across his muscular torso within seconds of each other. The killer cried out in pain.

"YOU WILL NOT TOUCH HER!" He howled in anger.

He hissed in pain as a sharp pain overcame him. The assailant had buried a dagger deep in his target's left side. His rage ebbed away as he fell on his own back. His attacker grunted in pain as he got on his feet.

"I should've seen that coming…Ugh…No matter, I still will take what I came for." The killer grunted as he reached for the glowing object on his target's chest.

A wild roar erupted from the darkness as another player leaped from the shadows. The weakened man saw his attacker be tackled off him. He watched the opponents struggle as they fought. But the one dressed in black threw forth a punch to the killer's torso. The man fell to the ground like a fallen tree.

"My friend!" The mysterious man cried as he rushed to the poisoned victim. "…You couldn't have arrived earlier?" The weak man chuckled weakly. "I'm sorry my friend, I came as soon as I heard he was coming for you…" The unknown man hissed with anger at himself. "It's alright." His friend coughed. "He will pay for this, he will…NO!" The mystery man cried as he turned to see his friend's attacker had disappeared. "I will…" He started to growl when a trembling hand took hold of his right arm. "No…He will have what's coming to him…" The poisoned man groaned.

The man in black lowly growled.

"You didn't free it…did you?" He asked. "I couldn't…." The man groaned. "You would've been able to defeat him…" His friend hissed. "Please…don't do this now…" The dying man groaned. "…Medicine!...I can still…" He gasped, but his friend shook his head. "I'm to far gone…I can feel it nearing my heart…It's to late…" He groaned. "No…No…" The mystery man cried. "Stop whining…" The dying man chuckled. "Still all tough talk, aren't you?" The man in black laughed too.

A voice could be heard in the distance.

"Is that her?" The man in black asked. "Yes…Go…Return home…She must…" He coughed weakly. "I know…Amani, ndugu (Peace, brother)…" The man in black whispered. "Cuidado, hermano (Take care, brother)…"The poisoned man coughed.

The man in black leapt swiftly and silently into the shadows. A young girl appeared and gasped. She ran over to the dying man.

"Nina (Baby girl)." The poisoned man coughed as he smiled weakly. "Papa (Dad)!" She cried, tears streaming down her face.

With a trembling hand, he pulled off the glowing object off his chest and put it in her hands.

"…Ahora eres el tigre blanco…Ava (You are now the White Tiger…Ava)…" Hector coughed. "Papa (Dad)…" Ava sobbed. "Ser fuerte…Te quiero… (Be strong…I love you)…" He groaned before his last breath escaped his throat.

His eyes finally closed, never to open again. Ava cried out in despair.

To be continued…