The day had turned to night, and a brave superhero is ready to save the night from villians.
Peter becomes-spiderman!
He hummed softly as he swung around the city searching fervently for some crime. He was getting extremely bored and he was also getting kinda sleepy, this was due to the boredom though. He landed on a rooftop when he heard some sirens, and a grin appeared on his face, though his mask covered it.
He swung after the cars and saw that the police was chasing a guy in a car. Spiderman landed on the car, and crawled to the window.
"Hey man I think you got some company." Spiderman said, knocking on the window.
"What-what the hell are you!" The run away criminal yelled in shock.
"Ouch, don't you know me? Well let me refresh your memory!" Spiderman said, ripping the door away and tossed the man out of the car. He webbed the man to a streetlight, and jumped on the ground, spinning webs to the car. He pulled as hard as he could, trying to stop the car from crashing into innocent people. After some struggle, he managed to stop the car.
Some police officers walked to him, and among them was a man he recognised, Captain George Stacy, Carla's father.
"You must be Spiderman. My name is Captain George Stacy, nice to meet you. I must thank you for your help today." Captain George said, stretching his hand forward for a handshake.
"It's nice to meet you too sir. Well umm...it's my responsibility to keep the city safe." Spiderman replied, shaking his hand.
Captain George smiled and looked at the criminal that was being taken to prison.
"Flint Marko, always escaping prison. We don't know how he does it but I'm glad we've been able to catch him every single time. Though most times he turns himself in."
Spiderman frowned slightly, and it was obvious since he had those moveable lenses.
"Why would he go through the trouble of escaping prison just to turn himself in?" Spiderman asked, looking at Flint.
An officer walked to Captain George and whispered something to him. He walked away, and Spiderman followed him, but he was stopped by some officers.
"It's okay, he's with me." Captain George said, and they walked towards Flint.
"You caught me before I could fulfill my wish. Now y'all have to do it for me." Flint said, and handed Captain George a necklace. "It's for my daughter. Today's her birthday and I don't want to disappoint her. I know she can come pick it up herself but my wife hates me. So every year i break out of prison just to give my precious daughter a gift on her birthday."
Captain George looked at Spiderman, anticipating his response. Spiderman in turn looked at Flint and nodded.
"Give me the address, I'll deliver it for you." Spiderman replied.
Flint smiled and shed tears of joy, looking at Spiderman.
"Thanks a lot man, you're my hero." Flint said, then proceeded to give Spiderman his address.
"Ready for your first mission hero?" Captain George asked with a smile.
"Umm this is technically my second but yeah I am ready."
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Peter entered his room through the window. He sighed as he plopped down on his bed. He had delivered the necklace successfully, and even stopped a burglar. Soon,he fell asleep.
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Fisk restlessly walked around his room, thinking of what to do about this new hero, Spiderman. Recently most of his business deals had been interrupted by Spiderman. He knew that if he didn't get rid of the wall crawling disturbance, his position as crime lord would be severely threatened.
He knew lots of people that would love to see him fall. And Norman was on top of that list.
Fisk's frustration grew every second. He could've taken out Spiderman by himself but he didn't wanna expose his identity as the crime lord. He stared at cup of coffee that lay on the table, and a smile appeared on his face.
He had lots of underlings, so he'll just send them instead. Fisk laughed as he couldn't believe how he'd forgotten that.
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DAYS LATER
Peter woke up, and immediately jumped from his bed. He looked outside the window, it was obvious that he was late, but that wasn't a problem anymore. He quickly got ready and ran out of the house, scaring aunt May who was watching the news. He ran to an alley and put on his mask, then swung through the city, landing on his school, and entering from the empty rooftop. This had being his daily routine, stop crime throughout the night, and then go to school through the roof the next morning.
He ran into class and saw the teacher walking out. He had missed the first class, but that wasn't a problem to him.
Peter saw Flash walk out of class too. The bully avoided him like the way y'all avoid eye contact with that new barber. And Peter loved it. He could finally have a normal life in school.
Soon it was time for recess, and he met MJ, Harry and Carla. The found an empty table and soon began talking.
"I'm going to apply for that writer job at the daily Bugle." MJ announced, secretly watching Peter for his reaction. But the latter just smiled at her and said a brief congratulations.
"Well I guess I'll announce mine too then. I'm working for Oscorp, as an intern of course." Carla said, a small smile on her face. Peter froze, and MJ noticed it.
'Internship! I had completely forgotten about that!' Peter thought to himself.
"That's amazing Carla, I always knew you could do it." Peter said with a bright smile. MJ frowned and angrily got up. Sje muttered about having something else to do and she stormed off. While Harry and Peter were completely clueless, Carla noticed MJ's attitude. But she didn't pay much attention to it.
Soon the group separated and after some classes school closed and everyone went home.
"May, I'm home!" Peter announced, but found the house empty. He saw a note on the table and he picked it up. May had gone to meet some of her friends so he didn't have to worry.
He sat down and watched some TV, before going to his room to work on his homework.
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Adrian Toomes, one of Oscorp's engineers, smiled as he looked at the suit he had just made. It resembled a formula one racer's clothing, but it had large metallic wings. Norman Osborn stood behind him with a deadpan look on his face.
"This is trash. Take it out of here." Norman finally spoke, walking away. His security guards followed him, and Adrian was left alone. He stared at his palms, they had shrunken due to countless projects, and also age. He couldn't believe it, he thought he could change the world with this new flight technology but it seemed Norman didn't share his vision.
He walked home dejected and frustrated. He didn't even bother eating, but he just jumped on his bed and slept. Waking up the next day, Adrian stood near the TV, his cup of coffee falling from his hand.
Norman, the same man who called his invention trash, was not showcasing it to the world as 'his' brand new invention. Not a single word about Adrian came out of Norman's mouth, instead the only thing he received was a sack later, and a notice that wll his projects using Oscorp's funding has been seized by Oscorp. Adrian couldn't believe how his life could just turn upside down like this. Every passing moment his mind was filled with dark thoughts, and he decided to end his suffering, by ending his life. He picked up a knife and was about to stab himself when he heard Norman's voice from the TV, and he slowly dropped the knife.
"If I die, you must die with me Norman Osborn! You were a fool to think that I'll leave all my research at Oscorp." Adrian said, cackling like a mad man. He walked to his room and picked up a remote. He pressed a button and his wall separated, revealing a completed flight suit, that even included some extra features like claws in the gloves and boots.
"From now on, I shall be known as the vulture!"
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Wilson Fisk sat in his office, staring at the man standing before him.
"Herman Schultz, or should I say the Shocker. I have heard a lot about you from my men. And I hope you are what they say." Fisk said, resting his head in his knuckles, giving typical criminal vibes.
"I'm not what they say, I'm better." Shocker replied with a smile. He was putting on his usual thick yellow suit. A suit that protects him from his gauntlets, especially after he almost died the first time he tested them.
"I'm glad to hear that. Well it's really simple, this job I have for you. Kill Spiderman." Fisk spoke with a dark look on his face.
"I can even do it for free." Shocker replied, and both of them laughed.
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Max Dillon sat alone in an office, and some few minutes later a man walked in and sat on a big grand chair.
"Yes Mr Dillon I hear you wanted to see me?"
"Mr Richard, umm I just wanna say, I feel like I need a promotion."
"And why is that?"
"Well the city's current source of energy, the Power Grid, I designed it. I literally created it. I feel if my name can get to my Osborn he'll consider —"
"Forget it Dillon, that's not happening. Leave."
"But sir I —"
"I said leave!" Mr Richard yelled, banging his fist on the table.
Max left angrily, and walked towards the canteen to get some water, when he met another of his superiors.
"Ah Dillon my man. The bio electric eel tank needs some repairs, go work on it now."
"Yes sir."
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Peter jumped out of bed. He was sweating profusely, but he didn't look surprised. He always had a nightmare, and in his nightmare he saw uncle Ben and Carla getting killed. He had had this dream every night since uncle Ben died.
He looked at the mirror and sighed.