Welcome everyone, to the sequel of A Spider's Mark. Few things first:

1)Yes this means I got 3 stories running at the same time (This, Inside a Spider's Web, and Living on the edge.) and I'm going to figure out a uploading schedule...eventually.

2)No, this will not include the Spider-Man from Inside a Spider's Web. Maybe in a future story.

3)While the fandoms this time is Marvel/Street Fighter, characters from A Spider's Mark will be in the story as well, along with some more Marvel Heroes/Villains.

And with all that said, enjoy.

Xavier Mansion.

"There's going to be another war. And whether you like it or not, everything is gonna have to take a side." Even though Peter heard these words from Stryker a year ago, it still resonated with him. He'd been on the lookout for any problems arising between Overwatch, The Avengers, and any other group trying to pull the same stunts Talon did. It had to wait however, as Peter started to hear Xavier's words over Stryker's.

"Attention all X-Men. Please come down to the common area for a meeting." Professor Xavier said to everyone telepathically. This included Peter and Wrench, who were currently in the garage with Rogue, fixing up one of the X-Vans with Forge.

"You guys think it's important?" Forge asked. Even with the dirty work of fixing a car, he still preferred to wear his traditional Polo shirt with slacks and Oxfords, although nobody knew why or how he didn't get dirty easily.

"He called everyone, I'm pretty sure it's important." Peter said.

"I heard it too." Wrench said. His mask lit up as heart emojis took place of the X's on his eyes. "Does this mean I'm an official X-Men Member?"

"Yeah, no." Peter said. "But thanks for playing that image Wrench." They all stopped their work on the van as they headed towards the Mansion.

"Well why am I not an Official member yet?"

"Have you ever been in a training session with Logan?" Rogue asked. "It's brutal, and I'm pretty sure with your attitude mixed with his, someone's sanity would break."

"Ahh Rogue, sanity's never been a pre-requisite."

"Now that I think about it..." Peter said. "You've never been in the same room as Old Wolve."

Wrench stuttered as he desperately tried to save face. "T-that's not true. He's got all my respect."

"He has your fear, not your respect." Rogue said. The four of them walked into the mansion as everyone else started to come together. Professor X was in the front of the staircase while everyone was sitting on the floor or couches. Peter knew how long Xavier's speeches were, so he rushed for the first seat that was available. Rogue saw this and shot Peter an angry look. He noticed it, and knew he was about to get chewed out.

"Nice to know the past few years still haven't changed your attitude at all." Rogue said.

"Whatever do you mean Ms. Rogue?" Peter asked sarcastically in a really bad British accent. He saw a small smile form on the otherwise always gloomy Mutant.

As the final X-Men came down, Professor X started to speak. "First of all, before I start anything, I want you all to know how extremely proud I am of every single one of you. All of you have fought through your own trials and tribulations, and have all succeeded, or have gain knowledge from the failure." Everyone was having a feel good moment from the way Xavier was speaking, but he was also known for quickly changing the mood of his speeches too.

"What comes up..." Peter thought.

"And even though Summers is no longer with us..." Xavier said.

"Must come down." Peter thought. He briefly interrupted Xavier. "I don't mean to be rude Professor, but your last three speeches have all been surrounded by the fact Scott is...not with us anymore, for a lack of a better term. I just don't think we should still be focusing on it, especially since it's been a year since."

Professor X thought about it for a second. "Do you all feel like I bring it up too much?"

Everyone had a moment of low mumbling to each other, until Logan spoke up about it.

"The kid's got a point Charles, it's been a year since his death, yet it feels like we've just been hit with the news. Think it's time we move on."

"Do I? Is this how you all feel?" Professor X asked his students. He was met with silence and eyes all pointed towards him. "Well…I'm sorry I've been bringing it so often. I never meant to continuously bother you all with it."

"It's alright Professor. We still miss him too." Kurt said.

"Yeah, besides, Scott would want us to move forward from it, not like stay talking about it." Kitty said. While the reassurance was all good and stuff, Peter still wanted to know why everyone was assembled here.

"So Professor, why are we all congregating in here?"

"Ahh, Yes. Through talk with the UN, plus meetings with Overwatch, we have reason to believe that there's another upcoming threat to the world."

Peter sighed. It was bad enough that Stryker, a year ago, was planning world domination. Between then and now, he's been on the lookout for any signs of a new threat, both on the Villains side and on the Heroes side, as there was talk around the government of putting restrictions on Heroes.

"I know you don't want to hear about a threat to the world again Peter, but we have reason to believe it's not just for world domination."

"Then what for?" Everyone looked towards the source of the voice and saw Jean walking down the stairs. She looked like she had just woken up, and with Scott's death, she was no longer the girl Peter once knew as calm and collected. She was now more on edge and defensive to everyone else.

"We believe…" Professor X rubbed his eyes as he finished by saying "it's a end of the world threat. A mysterious organization, S.I.N, is hosting a fighting tournament. Overwatch spies have told us that it's a cover-up for their true plans. What it is, we don't know, but what we do know is that they are looking for the strongest fighter in the world."

"Sounds intense." Wrench said. "Never heard of a evil plan being hidden behind a tournament before."

"Yeah, because you lived in San Francisco your whole life." Peter said sarcastically.

Ignoring the both of them, the Professor continued. "It's open to anyone and everyone who considers themselves a fighter and-"

"I'll figure out what their plan is." Peter said. He didn't know what compelled him to suddenly blurt it out, although no one was surprised Peter offered to do it.

"Are you sure Peter? If you join the tournament, there's no guarantee we can interfere to help." Professor Xavier said.

"I already can fight, that's not a problem. Just gotta learn how to pull back the punches." Even for his size, Peter's powers still gave him ridiculous strength. If he wanted to, he could knock someone's head off by punching them.

"Alright." Professor Xavier said. "Pack your bags Peter. You're taking a cruise ship that's coming into the docks tomorrow afternoon." Peter nodded.

"As for the rest of you, get ready for your training session with Logan today." As Peter went to his room, he heard a collective groan from everyone in the living room. "That includes you too Wrench."

"Wh-what?!" Wrench asked scared. "I don't got powers like everyone else."

"Too bad. Either earn your keep, or live in the garage." Logan said, prompting a smile to form on Peter's face.

The Next Day.

Peter was on the docks, about to board the cruise ship that was going to take him to his first fight in the tournament. He was both excited and nervous, but the excitement was more powerful than the fear. Along with him was Wrench and Rogue, both who were seeing him off. He was wearing the Spider-Man jacket Forge made for him, but had his Iron Spider bag on to cover the Spider logo on the back, had the jacket open to make the logo in the front harder to see, and had on stone-washed jeans, a Led Zeppelin shirt, and white and red sneakers on.

"Well, you guys ready for me to save the world again?" Peter asked.

"Way to be humble about it." Rogue said with a faint smile. "The rest of the X-Men have faith in you Pete."

"And I have tons of faith in you Peter." Wrench said. "When you come back home with a trophy and the safety of the world, we'll party like rockstars."

"Like you and Syd before she left to go back to Washington?" Peter asked. Wrench got quiet real quick, while Rogue struggled to not laugh.

"Low blow bro. Low blow." Wrench said dramatically.

Peter smiled as he shook his head. "Just keep me posted if S.I.N does anything during the tournament."

"Won't be able to actually. Sombra hit me up and asked me to help her with something down in Mexico" Wrench said.

"Like actual help, or "I'm bored and I need someone to distract me" help?"

"Possibly both. But I'll figure out more details when I get there."

"Alright. Knowing this tournament, I'll probably be fighting around the world. So here's hoping some Bruce Lee fanatic doesn't kick my ass."

"You'll be fine Pete." Wrench said while hitting one of Peter's arms lightly.

"Don't die Peter." Rogue said bluntly. Peter hugged Rogue and fist bumped Wrench before he turned to go on the cruise ship. He looked around to see if he could spot any other competitors, or anyone that stood out as not-so-normal. The only person he found that stuck out was a familiar looking blonde a few feet away from him. He squinted his eyes to get a better look, until it hit him.

"Flash?!" Peter questioned. Flash turned around and smiled when he saw Peter.

"Parker?!" Flash walked up to Peter and stuck his hand out, as if he was going to give him a hug. "Damn Pete, how long has it been since we graduated?"

"Not long enough, since you remember me." Peter quipped. "Anyway, what you've been up to?"

"I joined the army a few years ago. Came back from my latest tour. But uh, something iffy happened..."

"Iffy as in?"

"It's, well…" Flash said. Peter knew whatever answer he got, Flash was going to beat around the bush. Before the suspense could kill Peter, his Spider Sense starting going off the fritz. He didn't know what it could've been, but seeing as he just entered a fighting tournament he could've been getting ambushed to increase someone's else chance of winning. He tackled Flash to the ground as he swiftly dodged a kick to the head.

"Hmm, you're a quick one aren't you?" A woman's voice said. Peter got up off the floor as quickly as possible to see a woman with white baggy sweatpants, footwrap, and a top with a Spider pattern on the back as the straps.

"My enemies are just getting closer to home aren't they?" Peter thought in his head. Out loud he said to the woman "I'm guessing you're one of the competitors in the tournament, aren't you?"

"Maybe I am. Or maybe I'm just here for some fun."

"For fun? Cause I'm pretty sure you were about to take my head off a second ago."

"In a second, I'm about to make sure I do if you don't shut up."

Peter made the mistake of rolling his eyes, forgetting this wasn't a normal conversation. The woman's face grew a slight smile as she lunged towards Peter with a kick. He couldn't risk doing anything that Spider-Man would do without his mask, especially in front of Flash. Instead, he opted to counter the woman's kick but ducking underneath it and shoving her back.

"So crazy legs, what's your name anyway?" Peter quipped.

"If it matters that much about who's going to kill you, Juri." Juri said.

"I don't know about the killing part, but I know one of us is going home early." Peter said. He decided to take the offensive approach and tried to land a punch to her face, but she ducked and kicked Peter in his chest.

"Uh uh uh." Juri taunted as she waved her finger. Peter blew past the taunt as he tried to aim for her stomach, but was nearly kicked in the face as a result. He ducked and moved backwards to put some distance between the both of them.

"She can definitely fight, no doubt about it. But most of my moves are offensive, and I don't want to blow my secret identity. Only one choice now. Fight dirty." Peter thought to himself. He rolled out the way of another kick, and threw a tray off a table at Juri. She grabbed it to avoid getting hit by it, which prompted Peter to use the advantage to drop kick her and knock her to the ground.

Juri hit the ground, hard. Her head started banging, while she felt her eye was going to shut down at any second. She knew it was now or never. She got back up from the ground as her eye started to glow brightly.

"Uh oh."

Juri lunged towards Peter with a combo of spinning kicks, all of which he was unable to block. The last kick hit Peter in his nose, causing it to start bleeding. He recoiled back a bit while holding his nose.

"Son of a bitch!" Peter said in a muffled scream. Juri laughed at the sigh of Peter's pain and talked down to him as if he was a baby.

"Awww, did I break little baby's nose?"

"No, just my pride." Peter groaned. He was getting ready to fight again when he saw Juri starting to move backwards.

"Hmmm, haven't had a fight like this in a while. Think I'll keep you alive a bit longer for some more fun." Juri said. She ran off into the yacht, although Peter didn't chase after her, he was injured enough as it was. He sighed as he turned around to Flash, who was currently lying on the floor.

"Locals here are crazy huh?" Peter quipped as he extended his hand to Flash. He took it and pulled himself up.

"You alright Peter?" Flash asked.

"Don't worry, I've dealt with worse than a broken nose."

"Don't suppose you know who just attacked you, do you?" Flash asked.

"No idea." Peter stated. "All I know is next time, I'm hitting harder." The pain from his nose was intense, but he knew it would only take a few days to fully heal, thanks to his powers. "Anyways, you were talking about something iffy?"

"Yeah, but it's probably better I tell you after we get of the ship. And once we get you to a doctor."

"I'll be fine without one." Peter said. "Besides, I go to the doctor and I'll be behind in the tournament."

"You're crazy." Flash said in amazement. The Peter he knew wouldn't even try to fight back if he was being shoved in a locker. Now he didn't even want to go to a doctor to fix his broken nose. He wondered if Peter had finally snapped, or something along those lines.

"You got no idea Flash."