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Assistant: Title: The Catalyst
        Author: circethesinner circethesinner 
        Chapter: 5/6 
        Summary: For most superheroes and villains their super persona was their alter ego, but for Roxana Moore it was the other way round.By day she pretended to be the blonde ditz Roxie, but by night she was Katalyst, a stone cold hacker with no concern for personal privacy.| a Peter Parker x OC story | Spiderman Homecoming |
        Contents: Chapter 5: Chapter 5
    

    


  

  
  
    
    ↞ - - - - - ↠I ran to the source of the blue light as fast as I could, which wasn’t particularly fast as my feet were aching after wearing such high heels at the party and my legs were like tiny little nubs thanks to my shorter than average height. Eventually, I did make it to where three men were crowded around a van, which was probably not something you wanted to encounter in any situation. I watched as one of the men walked to the back of the open van.“Okay, I got, uh, black hole grenades, Chitauri railguns…” He listed off, I assumed he was trying to sell said items. I studied the back of the van, flipping some lenses on my goggles down that worked as microscopes so I could see a little clearer what the gear was. The entire van was full of tech, part of me was incredibly excited, but the other more logical part knew that this was bad bad news. Chances are, the robbers back at the ATM issue had gotten their tech from this guy or someone associated with him, and that hadn’t exactly worked out well for me last time. Nor had it worked out for Spider-Man, who I had suddenly noticed was hanging from the opposite side of the bridge. Great, that was just what I needed, another opportunity for us to step on one another's feet and let a group of dangerous men with dangerous gear get away. “You letting off shots in public now? Hurry up. Look, times are changing. We’re the only ones selling these high-tech weapons.” One of the other men said to the third man, okay so there were two people selling and one person buying. To make things easier in my head I labeled the first man Seller 1, the bald man Seller 2, and the person purchasing the gear would be the Buyer. No fancy nicknames needed, just something that would help me remember who played which role in this transaction. “I need something to stick up somebody.” The Buyer explained, looking a little bit fed up. “I’m not trying to shoot them back in time.” That was mildly reassuring, but still not great. This was America where guns were available in the same shops that sell bread, why bother with the hassle of tracking down people with alien technology? “I got anti-grav climbers.” Seller 1 mentioned, still rooting through the gear in the back of the van.“Yo, climbers?” The Buyer was suddenly more interested in what the duo had to offer. I studied what I could see of the gear from my viewpoint, which admittedly wasn’t much, before flipping the lenses back away from my eyes so I could see normally. I had made the mistake once of trying to fight someone with the microscope lenses and I suffered for it, both in injuries and motion sickness. Suddenly, a yodeling ringtone- which side note, out of everything why the hell would you pick that?- rang out from Spider-Man’s direction. That idiot really brought his phone to a fight? I thought he was supposed to be a little smarter than that, what an amateur move!“Okay, what the hell was that?” Seller 1 questioned, looking around. I tried to focus in and shut the ringtone off before they tracked down the source of it, but the moment I tried I was reminded that my powers were absolutely fried. Here I was calling Spider-Man an amateur for bringing his phone to a fight when I didn’t even bring my powers to the fight. I was essentially now just a shorter than average 15-year-old girl in workout gear, what use would I be in a fight with three grown-ass men with a seemingly unlimited supply of high-tech gear?“Did you set us up?” Seller 2 suddenly aimed a gun at the Buyer, who held his hands up in defense.“Hey, hey, man.” He tried to reason. Luckily for him, Spider-Man flipped down from the bridge and grabbed the trio’s attention.“Hey! Hey, come on. You gonna shoot at somebody, shoot at me.” He told Seller 2. Probably not the wisest idea to give someone permission to shoot you, but it’s not like I could stop him.“All right.” Seller 2 smirked, aiming his gun at Spider-Man now, but before he got the chance to actually shoot, Spider-Man shot a web and grabbed the gun straight out of his hand. I was admittedly quite impressed by that. Seller 1 grabbed something out of the back of the van, one of the high-tech weapons I assumed. From the weapon shot a burst of energy that threw Spider-Man back and into the concrete bridge which looked like it definitely hurt. It looked like Seller 1 was about to blast Spider-Man again, and without thinking I jumped out.“Maybe don’t shoot anyone? How about that?” I called out, running forward and kicking the weapon out of his hands. It fell to the ground but he reached back and pulled out a board that looked like a snowboard or something, he threw it on the ground and went to step on it but I’d grabbed the first weapon he had dropped by this point.“Didn’t your mommy ever teach you not to play with things you don’t understand?” Seller 1 sneered at me, abandoning the idea of the board and walking towards me, clearly not scared of the fact that I had one of his weapons.“Ha! The only thing my mom taught me was how to get free drinks at a bar.” I snorted, shaking the weapon around to try and get it to work.“Come on!” Seller 2 suddenly called out, now in the driver’s seat. By this point, the Buyer had hopped into his own car and made off. I wasn’t too fussed by that, he hadn’t actually bought anything so he wasn’t too much of a threat, unlike the two sellers.Seller 1 sighed and grabbed the weapon out of my hands, holding it up above him so I couldn’t reach it again while he ran to the back of the van. He aimed and took a shot at me as the van began to drive off, thankfully I had managed to duck behind the bridge and into a bush so it hit the foundation of the bridge instead of me. It wasn’t until the van was almost out of sight that I saw Spider-Man being dragged by it, he seemed to have shot the web himself so it was at least intentional. Part of me was relieved he was okay, which was definitely a new feeling, and the other part was p@ss@d off that they were all getting away and I had absolutely nothing to show from it aside from a couple scrapes from the bush I had hidden in.Once the coast was completely clear I slipped out and scanned the ground for any sign or hint of who they were and where they might have been going to and/or coming from. Instead, I was pleasantly surprised when I found something much better. It was the board Seller 1 had begun to stand on before he was interrupted, in their rush to get away he must have left it.This was exactly what I needed, I could only help that it would be a missing piece in the puzzle to my powers. If I could take it apart and analyze the inner workings of a piece of alien tech, I might be able to work out how to control it. I knew not every piece of tech would be wired the same way as this, but it would definitely be a start.I picked it up, tucked it under my arm, and began my journey back to where I’d left my bag which was just down the road from Liz’s house. After about 5 minutes of walking, I was already fed up.“I wish you were a skateboard,” I mumbled to the board, which buzzed under my arm ominously. “Or a hoverboard.” It started buzzing louder. Unsure of what was happening, I placed it back on the ground cautiously. “What do you want me to do? Stand on you?” The board buzzed even more so I took that as a yes, carefully standing on it. It started to slowly rise up, with a very wobbly me on it. “Okay! Okay! That’s high enough for now I think!” I called out after rising to about a meter off the ground. This was cool, this was very cool, but I didn’t feel comfortable testing out just what I could do with the board while I was out in public. I still had a reputation to maintain, I didn’t want it all over the news that I was flying around Queens on a hoverboard, clinging for my dear life and screaming bl@@dy murder. Especially since the board didn’t technically belong to me, that would be like pinning a big red flag to my back that just said ‘just f@ck me up fam’.“Let’s go back down to the ground now, I’ll test you out some more later.” The board seemed to be satisfied with that, sinking back down until I felt it touch down on the ground again. I picked it up again with care and tucked it back under my arm. If I could actually unwire and rewire it in a way that meant I could connect with it using my powers, it would be a gamechanger once I got the hang of it. No more running around the city and getting out of breath before a big fight, travel would be a piece of cake!What wasn’t a piece of cake was the walk back to my bag. The run to the scene of the action wasn’t nearly as bad as this because it was mostly all downhill, now I had to walk uphill with blisters covering my feet and scratches all up and down my legs from the bush. It was at that moment that I realized my suit was torn in multiple places on my legs. Maybe it was time for an upgrade? It’s not like I was short on money, I could afford some decent and hopefully more durable material. The only issue was my lack of sewing ability because hot glue just wasn’t going to cut it anymore. I guess I could look up a tutorial on sewing for beginners? Thank god for YouTube.“Is that Katalyst?” I had almost made it to my bag, I was about 20 meters away from it, but of course, I had to get there at the same moment a group of people had decided to leave the party. More specifically, I had to get there at the same moment Flash and his cronies were leaving the party.“Dude it so is!” Flash gasped. “Hey! Can we get a picture?” He called out, waving his arms to grab my attention as if their voices weren’t obnoxiously loud enough as it was.“Gee! What should I do? Fight crime or take a picture with a group of teenagers? Wow, I wonder which one is more important!” I scoffed, shaking my head and walking away from them and further towards my bag.“You could have just said no.” One of the other boys mumbled, kicking his feet a little.“Look, just steer clear of me and this road, go a different way. There are dangerous people out tonight.” It was only a partial lie. The group actually listened to me, turning around and walking off in the opposite direction, whispering things amongst themselves. I felt a little bad for being such a b@tch to them beforehand, but then I remembered what dickheads Flash and his friends are and I felt a little bit better. Once I had decided they were far enough away I went and grabbed my bag, slinging it over one of my shoulders. As I had said to Liz earlier, it wasn’t too far for me to walk from her house to my own and my bag wasn’t far from her house, I’d just try and swerve around the back of people’s houses so no other stragglers from the party see me walk straight to my house and add two and two together.↞ - - - - - ↠“Did you get some action last night or something?” Rachel suddenly asked me at lunchtime the next day.“Huh?” For once I was actually confused by what she was saying, not just pretending to be confused.“You’re walking strangely.” She elaborated with a cocky smirk on her face. Realization dawned on me that she was just ‘subtly’ trying to ask me if I had s@x last night because thanks to my heels, the bush I had hidden in, and the walk to and from the bridge I had a pretty noticeable limp.“Ohhh like s@x?” I asked she nodded. “Nah my heel broke after the party, so I had to walk home with only one heel and now my feet have these gross red bumps that really hurt when I walk.”“You didn’t just break off the other heel so you weren’t walking like an idiot? Did no one think to give you a ride home?” Rachel questioned, I shook my head. She was a surprisingly good actress, it was almost like she actually cared about my well-being, but she didn’t. “How was the party?”“There was so much pizza there it was crazy! I didn’t even know you could order that much at once.” I smiled, knowing that she really didn’t care about the food.“Was there any drama?” She asked, tilting her head to the side. “I don’t know, I left pretty early because I ate way too much and felt gross.” I sighed. “Oh! Jason asked me to homecoming!” I hadn’t actually remembered that happening until just then.“Told you he would.” Rachel smirked, I still didn’t quite know what she was trying to gain by ‘setting us up’ but I had no doubt I’d learn her ulterior motives within due time. “I told Amanda I’d help her practice for her audition for drama class, she actually thinks she has a shot at being Juliet! Can you believe that? God, I can’t wait to see her crash and burn.”“That’s cool, I have to try and find where shop class is again. Which isn’t a class where you go shopping like I first thought.” I had mainly picked shop class as an elective because I knew there was no way Rachel would be there, and I desperately needed at least a little bit of time away from her during the school day or else I would go insane.“Talk to you soon Roxie! Loves ya!” Rachel told me, blowing me a quick kiss as she stood up. She began walking away but turned around again, making sure she had an excuse to be loud enough for other people to hear. “Oh and maybe lay off the pizza next time, you look like you’ve gained some weight.” With that, she spun back around and left the cafeteria. I was very aware of the people at the tables nearby who had started whispering to one another and pointing at me, laughing amongst themselves. She was such a b@tch.↞ - - - - - ↠I barely paid attention in shop class. Even if I found what was happening interesting, I couldn’t outwardly show it as Roxie. All I wanted was to be at home with the hoverboard I had picked up last night, taking it apart to see how it works. But alas, I had to wait until the end of the day and just hope that Rachel doesn’t try to drag me off to Zumba class after school to work off some of the weight I had apparently gained overnight.Before I could dwell too much on how much I absolutely despised Rachel, I was distracted by a purple glow coming from the desk in front of me. It wasn’t a normal LED glow either, this was something strange and it immediately caught my interest. Peter Parker and Ned Leeds were the pair working on whatever it was, they were keeping their voices low but since I was almost directly behind them I could just about make out what they were saying.“Some guy tried to vaporize me with it,” Peter told Ned, which piqued my interest even more. Vaporize? What was Peter Parker doing almost getting vaporized? “Seriously?” Ned didn’t seem too shocked, just amazed.“Yeah,” Peter responded.“Awesome.” Ned grinned, Peter turned to him and raised his eyebrow. “I mean, not awesome. Totally uncool of that guy. So scary.” Ned clarified clumsily. The pair returned to looking at the purple glowing object that Peter was trying to pry out of some device. It was definitely alien-tech, I could tell that with just a glance. “Well, look, I think it’s a power source,” Peter explained. “Yeah, but it’s connected to all these microprocessors.” Ned pointed out. “That’s an inductive charging plate. That’s what I use to charge my toothbrush.”“Whoever’s making these weapons is obviously combining alien tech with ours.” Peter decided, which completely baffled me. First off, how did he know what alien tech looks like? Secondly how did he even get his hands on some? And finally, what the hell was he doing to almost get vaporized by it? Sure he had the Stark internship, but I knew that even Tony Stark had at least a shred of common sense in him to keep a teenage boy away from dangerous items and people. Something told me that maybe Peter wasn’t just ‘friends’ with Spider-Man.I tried to sneak a closer look without drawing any attention to myself, but instead I fell off my chair. Everyone was staring at me but no one made a move to actually help me up so I picked myself up and dusted myself off.“I’m fine!” I smiled at the classmates who were still watching me with mild concern, they soon got back to their own work. Mr Hapgood hadn’t seemed to have actually noticed my fall at all, he was far too engrossed in his puzzle book. Peter and Ned hadn’t been too concerned about me either, they’d returned to their conversation almost immediately. I didn’t catch much more of what they were saying, but I did overhear that they planned to make their way to the lab to run some more tests on the energy core at the end of the day. Looks like I’d be spending my time afterschool lurking around the lab.↞ - - - - - ↠I had been waiting in the hallway for Peter and Ned to make their way to the lab before I followed them. I had reviewed multiple different ways to either listen in on what they were saying or watch them and I’d settled for lurking outside the lab and if someone saw me I’d pretend I lost my jacket or something and I was on the hunt for it and make my way into the lab. Maybe then I could play dumb as usual and ask the pair what that ‘cool purple glowy thingy’ is, watch them struggle to come up with a lie just for sh@ts and giggles. Originally, I planned to use my powers to look in through the security cams, but my powers still weren’t recharged enough for that and the cameras didn’t have microphones so I’d only be able to watch what they were doing which probably wouldn’t provide me with the answers to my many questions.When Peter and Ned finally exited shop class I began trailing after them. Midtown had a couple different labs so I had to double check which one they were actually going to. I was only a few meters behind them when the two sellers from the bridge suddenly rounded the corner. What the f@ck were they doing at a highschool? Apparently, Peter was just as shocked to see them as he jumped behind a wall at in-human speeds that I’d only seen from one other person, motioning for Ned to join him.The two sellers made their way to shop class, mumbling between themselves. They were tracking whatever high-tech device Peter, or I guess I should say Spider-Man had stolen from them last night. Panic struck every inch of my body when I realised that I had done the same thing. If they were tracking this piece, what’s to say they wouldn’t go after the hoverboard? What if they’d already gone after it and realised that only one girl lives in that house and that girl must be Katalyst? I took a deep breath, trying to push the fear away. If that happened, I’d find a way to deal with it later, but right now I need to figure out how to deal with this situation. Peter had decided to follow the pair down the stairs to shop class, why he did that I have no idea, but I just hoped he had a plan while he was down there. Ned had been distracted by the students in Chess Club who had seen him outside the window and were now questioning him as to why he was lurking about. While he was preoccupied, I slipped past him and lightly jogged to the top of the shop class stairs, trying to be as quiet as possible.Of course, fate had other plans for me and my phone began blasting out Wannabe by Spice Girls which meant Rachel was calling me. It dawned on me that this might actually be a good distraction for Peter and the sellers, or at least an indirect warning for them to get the hell out and get the hell out quickly.“Hi Rach!” I cheered after answering the phone, making sure I was louder than normal without making it too obvious that I was trying to be loud. The halls were empty which meant my voice echoed more than usual which was a bonus.“Where the f@ck are you? I waited for ten whole minutes in my car for you!” Rachel practically screamed down the phone.“Sorry! I lost my jacket!” I lied. “And then I forgot what lessons I had today so I had to check every classroom to try and find it! I’m about to go down and check shop though which I think is the last place.”“You had it at lunch and your only lesson this afternoon was shop yet that’s the last place you check?” Rachel scoffed, infuriated by my feigned stupidity. I pretended not to see the two men sneaking out of the classroom, I’d turned my back as soon as I saw the door open so they wouldn’t know that I’d seen them.“I forgot what classes I had!” I protested with a fake pout.“Urgh whatever. I left so you have to walk home.” Rachel huffed before hanging up on me. Part of me wanted to celebrate that I wouldn’t be stuck in the car with her and dragged off somewhere other than my house, but then I remembered my blisters and for what was probably the first and last time in my life, I wished Rachel was there.So as not to seem even more suspicious and just out of curiosity I decided to make my way down to shop class since Peter hadn’t actually left yet. I almost bumped into him at the bottom of the stairs, but he managed to dodge out of the way before that happened.“Hi Peter! Have you seen my jacket?” I questioned with a vacant smile.“Uh… The one around your waist?” He asked, pointing at my jacket.“Oh my god! I’ve been looking everywhere for it! Duh Roxie!” I laughed, he gave me a weary smile. “Thanks for the help!” I spun around and made my way back up the stairs, waving at Ned as I passed him at the top. I heard Peter follow behind me to meet up with Ned again.“Did she see them?” He asked, trying to whisper, but as I mentioned before, the empty hallways echoed.“No, they left when they heard her on the phone.” Peter explained. I took silent pride in the fact that my unplanned phone call worked to our advantage. Now I just needed my powers to recharge completely so I could double check what I already suspected.Peter Parker wasn’t just friends with Spider-Man. Peter Parker was Spider-Man.'
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