Sajani Jaffrey, a long time employee at Parker Industries, skimmed through her datapad as she looked curiously on at various projects. Her Level 5 Security clearance meant that she was one of the top ranking officials in all of Parker Industries, and even oversaw the most secret of Projects, which was in all, really hard to get into. Sajani clicked into her datapad to open the door which lead to the entrance and waiting area. As she continued to move out to her car to grab a few personal items, she heard the familiar sound of rolling wheels and a body zoom by. Without looking up from her datapad, she spoke.

"Mister Parker, it is requested that you do not longboard indoors."

Michael groaned, Sajani ruined all of his fun. Grumbling a little he kicked up his board and grabbed it before walking with Sajani, the typical teenage attitude of adults always ruining fun. "Aunt Sajani, is there a reason you always ruin fun?" he asked halfheartedly as Sajani just gave a big chuckle, finally looking up from her datapad and up to Michael. "Michael, you and I both know that's not true....when you were six years old, who took you on a vacation to DisneyWorld for your birthday?" Sajani said and immediately retorted "That's right, me" she smirked. Gathering the items she needed from her car she turned and looked to him "Who got you that longboard for Christmas? Who spoils you as if you're her son?" this time she looked to Michael who pointed to her and she just smiled "See? All I ask, this that you keep those four wheels on the ground!" she poked him in the chest and gave him a little wink before turning to him, going back to business official "So...that leaves the question as to...why are you here?"

Michael rubbed the back of his head and then looked to her, he could go see his father, but chances were that he was very busy. He'd see him later that night, his father was indeed very busy, but he always made time for his family. But in all honesty, Michael needed an update, being Spider-Man was hard enough, but it was definitely easier to have a few trusted individuals working to help aid him and give him cool handy new gadgets to use to aid him while fighting crime and saving the world. So finally he piped up.

"Can I see Project Genesis?"

Project Genesis.

Those were the only two words included on the anonymous brief left in Cash's drop box this morning. Well, there was also a five figure sum scrawled underneath, but that didn't matter unless Cash actually did what the client wanted. Whoever this person was, they desired to know the details of Project Genesis and were willing to pay handsomely. That was all the motivation that the spy known as Shade needed.

It took a couple of contacts, one bribe, and one broken nose, but Cash learned that Project Genesis was something that was being developed at Parker Industries, but that was the extent that the man could uncover without actually going in for a closer look. Before dawn, he suited up in his DNA-symbiotic gear, slipped his M1911 into its holster, and added a couple of spare ammo clips. He didn't anticipate any need for violence, but he'd rather be safe than sorry. His DNA-suit was made of black material, giving off the impression of a long-sleeved thermal top for working out and snug cargo pants. The belt that carried his holster and equipment pouches was made of the same material, braided thickly to prevent fraying. Cash hid his belt and sidearm underneath a nondescript black hoodie and headed for Parker Industries.

A local coffee shop was already open as the sun peeked over the horizon, and the freelance spy bought himself an earl grey tea and a scone, watching as employees of Parker Industries arrived for their workday. Eventually, Cash went to the restroom, ditched his hoodie, and relaxed his concentration just a little inside one of the stalls. If anyone had been watching, they would have witnessed all of Cash that was exposed -- face, neck, hands -- disappear. His clothing and belt quickly followed suit, only giving a telltale flicker before it completely vanished as well. After that, it was only a matter of waiting for someone else to enter and darting out before the door closed, and then following suit with the coffee shop entrance. It was simple to jaywalk when no one could see you, and the invisible spy halted just outside the doors of Parker Industries.

Now, Cash waited.

He'd need to follow someone in with a high enough security clearance. There were some vague profiles of employees that could be found on the internet on the company's public website, via news articles, or even on Facebook. Cash needed to be able to follow someone in undetected and tail them until he garnered enough information to meet his client's demands. But who would that be?

Answering his thoughts, the sound of wheels on pavement met his ears, and there. The head honcho's kid. He'd be able to get into his father's office at the very least -- and who knew what Cash could find in there? The kid (it was odd to call him that when he and Cash were truly very similar in age, but the longboard added to the illusion of youth) was intercepted by one of the employees, someone with whom he seemed to be familiar. 

And then... the kid said the magic words. Project Genesis. Oh yes. It was Cash's lucky day!

Sajani lead her godson out towards a few little clearance areas where there were a few prototype medical advances some of which could be cures for cancer and various other things. As well as some research on cross species genetics to attempt to improve the immune system of the average human being. All in all, it was a long walk and then finally they reached the door and punched in a clearance code swiftly. The door would slide open and Michael and Sajani (as well as an unwelcome visitor) would slide inside, lights would click on, there would be a short staff working on some things and finally, Sajani brought him to what he had come to see. Project Genesis had been in place for years, and finally, the gear appeared to be ready. The familiar red and blue suit, with the Spider insignia in the middle causing a smile from Mike.

"So what do you think Spider-Man?" Sajani teased as Mike looked at the suit "The suit is meshed with Vibranium, the same stuff that Black Panther has on his costume. We had to pay a lot of money to get it, but the last thing we wanted was to see you get injured as often as you did. The Medical Teams gotten used to seeing you in there" Sajani winked. She then moved to the web shooters which sat in place right next to the costume and took them to Michael and offered them to Michael with a smile, as he put them on and they locked. Incredibly, they looked like bracelets and he'd be able to wear them out in public. "Now those, hold more cartridges than your old man's" Sajani smirked "Powered by a Parker Industries Eridium battery, so you're guaranteed ten years of life from those bad boys without having to change the battery.

Michael however was halfheartedly paying attention, as his Spider-Sense began to go haywire. Thinking on it, he'd remembered that Sajani began to go off about some small computer in the eyes of the suit and he interrupted "Sajani, is that able to read heat signature? Spider-Sense is tingling and y'know how skeptical I can get when it starts to go beserk like this" Michael interrupted as he stepped up to put on at least the mask. And boy did it breathe like Egyptian cotton! Closing his eyes, he waited for everything to boot up.

It was amazing how far technology had come when Parker Industries entered the field. 

Cash had slipped in undetected behind the pair as then entered the building, trailing directly behind them as doors open and shut. There were a few close calls where sliding doors threatened to pinch and rip the back of the invisible man's suit or catch on his equipment belt, but Cash had made it if only by the skin of his teeth. And all the time, he couldn't help but think, This is too easy. He had to ensure that he wasn't breathing too loudly with the effort of keeping up with young Parker and Sajani and that his footfalls were quiet, but that didn't prove to be the challenge.

But as soon as the invisible man saw the suite, the touted "Project Genesis," Cash knew he had grievously miscalculated. Ok, it was a suit, but why did he think that this would be so effortless, so easy? How could he have been so blind and had the delusion that following the son of Peter Parker around his family's company would be so easy? Why did he think that Parker wouldn't be able to detect that they weren't alone?

Don't panic, Cash. You're already in -- you panic and you screw up. That's all.

Would there be a way to trick or fool Parker's sense? Cash didn't know -- but did he already have everything he needed? Genesis built that suit, and he was already echoing Sajani's words in his mind -- Meshed with Vibranium, reinforced to prevent injury, web-shooters with extra cartirdges and a long battery life. How would this be useful to anyone unless they were wondering just how hard Spider-man could kick their ass?

I think it's time to leave.

He could stick around and see if he could maybe swipe a piece -- but the hair on the back of Cash's neck was already beginning to stand on end. Parker knew something was amiss, Cash could duck out of here while he was distracted by the suit but...

Oh, shoot.

Did he need security clearance to exit?!