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AN: ALRIGHT YOU PRIMATIVE SCREWHEADS LISTEN UP!
I thought that maybe, I would wait for volume 6 to wrap up before I start this here fanfic. Work on my others and maybe start a new one, what I failed to comprehend was the amount of sheer HYPE that volume 6 would bring all of us. Plus with volume 6 I'm like four seasons behind so I can probably adjust as needed. And this will be longer than last volume since this will be covering a longer period of time.
So then, lets begin…..the reviews.
shfhnthgn: Yeah I've been getting the 'everything has aura except for Grim' since the last chapter and after going back over the WOR I can't believe I missed that. However you do make a good point, it takes apparently years of training with Aura in order to get good enough control over it. And even if he somehow could find the time, I don't think it would make much of a difference, in fact it might be a little detrimental since like you said you need to be conscious of it and Spidey is usually thinking faster than he can talk.
Ironically Challenged: Yeah I know.
IROCK108: Thanks
keys of fate: Oh this isn't hurting him…..that comes later.
Christopher: Honestly I planned on this entire story arc happening much later but with how the original Ditkko and Lee story went? It honestly fits perfectly as a early spider-man story. Plus with how the PS4 game ended I couldn't help but think how perfectly timed it would be to tackle this story.
Also I'll explain MJ's actions this chapter.
As for madam webb she ultimately is on the side of good but the thing about the future is that it's a lot like wet cement. You can try and change the shape of it but if you try too much you can ruin what you were trying to make, in a way she's almost like an oracle in old Greek stories. They aren't clear with their visions because if they tell them what they have to endure to save the day then the hero might not go down the path.
Blacksmith Omniverse: Ok see the thing I never got about that train scene in Spider-Man 2 is that his idea about catching the train on buildings was sound, but he didn't need to use himself like that if he just connected webs ALONG the train. Still one of the best superhero scenes ever but still.
Dr4g0nb411z: Well wait no longer!
Sitb: I wasn't a huge fan of the Totem thing when it was first introduced, but I do find it funny that its how they explain why most of his bad guys are animal themed.
FireIce: Have not seen Venom but my friends have all said it's the best unintentional comedy of the year. As for MJs point about Blake it was more to help Weiss be willing to accept Blake back at the end of searching for her for 12 hours.
AnimeKing6: I've unfortunately lost my photoshop subscription so I won't be able to make any more covers but I do have a number of them finished. If anyone wants to make them I'll be willing to tell them what I'm looking for.
shadyxlr: I never left man :)
Cobalt Marvel: Again, all will be explained
Maelstrom Resurrected: You would actually disciver how if you re-read the chapter prior to the last one. It's a small scene but it's there.
MajorBrony95: the wait is over!
The Red Ghost22: Ok if you want anyone to blame for OMD bullshit? Blame Joe Quesada, who forced JMS to write that horrible story after pitching it to the dumbass marvel executives at the
ConradPat: Let's be real one in ten people are probably thinking of it at any given moment.
awsomerebel55: Glad you enjoyed!
DarkDevilKnight: She really is.
Jutus80: Frist off, watch the fucking language. Jk, but honestly I've never seen Spider-Man as a team leader or teammate, he's just usually a solo act with occasional team ups.
Defenestration is defined as the act of throwing someone or something out of a window…so wait is there a word for when you throw something into a window? Better question are things being chucked out windows so common that someone actually thought of making a word just for it? Peter Parker thought as he himself was thrown through the storefront window of a mall bookstore. The red and blue costumed teen smashed into a bookshelf, the rows breaking from his impact and scattering the books across the floor around him. Though if I'm being honest I feel like I've been thrown under the bus more than through windows lately. he thought as he hopped up onto his feet and readied to continue the fight.
"Hey what the hell?!" the older storeowner shouted, looking over his counter at the red and blue suited vigilante, "Oh crap it's you! Get out of here!" he shouted, pointing towards the window he just came through. "Jameson right you're a menace!"
Jumping in through the broken window as a man towering over the teen with a good eight feet tall. While two other men entered through the store door, "Now Ox did you hafta' make such a scene?" one wearing a cowboy hat asked as he reached for the whip at his side, the length uncoiled and hit the floor, sparks of red dust igniting and setting it ablaze up to the hilt. The last of the three wearing an expensive looking suit reached for his twin revolvers and aimed them at the costumed teen.
How did my week get so messed up already? Oh…yeah, that's right. MJ.
Last Night.
The only thing Peter could hear was a ringing noise as his world began to crack apart, he had come home after the most brutal day of his life. He had discovered that someone was behind all the costumed nutjobs he's fought over the past two months and was going to keep throwing them at him until he was either dead or he gave up. He refused to do the later so it seemed that he would try the former approach. On top of that, his Aunt had suffered a heart attack and nearly died, oh and there was the fact that he needed to push himself physically, emotionally, and mentally past his limits in order to save himself from drowning to death while being pinned beneath a crane arm….so there was that.
Also he discovered that Harry's father was responsible for Otto's accident and confiscated any blame on his part on the record. But at the end of the day? He won, his Aunt May was going to be ok, he foiled Roman's plan to steal an entire shipment of SDC dust and got in a few good punches with both Roman and Otto. And the cherry on top of it all? Yang was willing to give him a chance, she agreed that as soon as he got things with May calmed down that they would head out on a date!
And all it took was a near death experience for him to finally do it…..
But before he could call it an end to this long, long…..so very long day he went downstairs to put his Spider-Man costume away only to find Mary Jane Watson, the girl next door and really good friend, had discovered his spare costume, webshooters, basically all the evidence that the police would need to prove he was Spider-Man…..heart attacks are genetic aren't they? He thought they was, would really explain the sense of impeding doom he felt right about now.
"-and when I came back here I thought of anything else you would sell that you wouldn't miss. And I came down here to check the storage room but aside from some decorations and old stuff nothing really valuable. But then I remembered your Aunt told me that you kept some science stuff in that chest beside your desk, I was about to call and ask you where the key was but then I found it on the ground." Mary Jane explained, pointing over towards the chest where the lock lay.
Peter instantly knew what happened, when he heard that Vulture was sighted he let his anger get the better of him and he broke the damn thing! Congratulations Peter, your officially joining the club of dumbasses who led to their own downfall. he thought dreadfully as MJ stood up from the ground.
"And when I opened it I found…..this stuff…..which I thought was like a cosplay or something but then I found these things-" she bent down and grabbed his webshooter. Pressing down on the trigger she shot a webline directly at Peter. Even with the exhaustion he had he managed to sidestep the string as it hit the staircase behind him, the redhead's eyes widened at the speed he had, "-woah…I….I guess that confirms it." she admitted in awe. Peter had to stop himself from facepalming at his apparent innate stupidity.
Lie. Lie like a friggin dog! "I…I….." he couldn't, he couldn't think of anything to say, there was no way out of this he was caught all but red handed. There was no plausible deniability, no excuse he could muster that would prove reasonable enough for all this!
In short? He was boned.
As his brain racked for any sort of explanation that could get him out of this, MJ noticed the panicked look in his eyes as his pupils began to shake with fear. She slowly began to realize how Peter must have been taking this, she had been so excited to talk to him about this that she hadn't even thought about how he would react. Setting the webshooter on the desk, the redhead looked at Peter apologetically, "Look Peter I'm-"
"Out." he said suddenly, taking MJ by surprise, he looked down briefly at how he said that, "Look….I….I can't deal with this I just….MJ the past day? Has been hell, I just…..I nearly died tonight and…..I'm still processing that…..and with May and I….I can't handle this so please just….leave…." he said, Mary Jane's face twisting to a horrified expression as she held up her hands.
"Wait, wait, wait you almost died!?" she nearly shrieked, making Peter wince at the volume of her voice. She shook her head, "No, alright you can't expect me to leave after just casually dropping something like that!" she stated firmly, Peter running his hands down his face. He shouldn't have said that, especially after she just found all this out!
"MJ I….look we'll talk I promise but…I only just got like an hour of sleep in the past few days and I'm about ready to collapse." he admitted truthfully. It wasn't often that being Peter Parker was just as hard as the other side of his life but the past day or so had managed to do just that. That fact seemed to dawn on MJ as well as she had a guilty look on her face, "Mays fine!" he quickly said, "Operation went perfect, just needed to give a little blood and she's good as new. She'll be back home by the end of the week." he assured her.
His friend let out a large breath at the news, "Thank god…" she looked up at Peter firmly, "We'll talk….right?" she asked. Peter hesitated for a moment, the thought alone about talking about his other life as Spider-Man seemed so…strange to imagine. But between his exhaustion, his soreness, and how dead tired he felt he honestly couldn't find the strength to care right now so he just nodded, MJ mirrored his movement, "Ok…well, night." he said albeit somewhat awkwardly before turning up the staircase to the backyard and exiting the basement.
Peter looked down at his scattered costume and web shooters, "….screw that I'll clean it tomorrow." he said, turning on his heel up the stairs with his room as his destination.
Mary Jane, for possibility the first time in forever, was excited for school when she awoke this morning. Getting dressed at record speed she woofed down her breakfast, nearly choking in the process until her Aunt Anna swiftly smacked her back, and was out the door and walking across the lawn to the Parker household. Truth be told she didn't know how she managed to get to sleep last night, she couldn't stop thinking about Peter and everything she was going to ask him.
Keep cool MJ. Your neighbor is a superhero, just keep calm and ask him what you want to know. she thought to herself as she stepped up onto the Parker porch and sat down on the bench beside the door. School started in about an hour and the next train to vale was in thirty minutes, she had plenty of time to spare….that's what she thought again in another ten minutes…..then another five passed without the front door opening. another ten minutes passed before she was impatiently tapping her foot on the floor. Seriously!? Did he already just leave before I got up? she wondered to herself. Crap he could be there already! she realized as she got up from her seat.
Just as she walked down the path to the sidewalk the front door to Peter's house flew open with the only occupant hopping on one foot while he tried to tie his other shoe. "Crap, crap, crap, crap!" he said, hoping down his steps before finally tying his other shoe successfully, nearly stumbling into MJ in the process. "What are you doing here?" he asked, clearly not expecting to find MJ waiting for him this morning.
The redhead blinked, "Waiting for you-what have you been doing the train leaves in five minutes!" she asked as she and him hurried down the street towards the station.
"I had to do the dishes, wash my clothes, brush my teeth, shower, and get some breakfast. I lost track of time!" he said defensively as they crossed the street, getting out of their neighborhood and closer to the train station. And get my spare costume in the dryer since I didn't fold it last night. he added to himself.
MJ rolled her eyes as they reached the train station, the pair just reached the plaform as the doors began to close, "Wait, wait, wait!" Peter called out, thankfully one of the passengers held the door for the two of them. Slipping inside the train car, they both gave a 'thank you' to the one who held the door for them both. They managed to find a spot to stand near the back of the car, between a kid with their headphones on and a man in a suit clearly napping. "Gotta love the subway." Peter said as the train left the station.
MJ took a cautious look around before leaning over to Peter's side and whispering, "Why didn't you know…..swing to school?" she asked in a low voice. Peter's eyes widened, he was really hoping that last night was some sort of hallucination brought on by exhaustion.
His eyes darted to the left where MJ's face was leaning in towards his, "Can we not discuss that here!?" he whispered back with a slight panic. MJ pressed her lips together expectantly, he needed to give her something after last night. The photographer let out a sigh, "Web fluid is expensive, cheaper to ride the train and I need to save up my money for May." he explained, the words feeling wrong as they came out of his mouth.
You don't just talk about being Spider-Man out loud, it feels wrong, like talking about someone behind their back. However when he saw the small smile that MJ was trying her hardest to suppress as she pulled away, it somehow made it feel worth it. Peter shifted in place, he had thrown on the cleanest clothes he could find, in this case it was a old blue hoodie with 'Property of M2' on the front of it with a pair of brown slacks and his sneakers.
Comparing him to MJ, who always found a way to make herself stand out, wearing a red flannel shirt with the sleeves rolled up to her elbows with a black tee shirt underneath it. A pair of blue jeans with tears on the knees and black boots that had a half inch heel to them completed her assemble, it wasn't anything flashy but MJ didn't need fancy clothes to stand out of a crowd.
Makes me wonder if I hadn't met Yang when I-OH crap! he thought, the other events of last night flashing back to him and suddenly making whatever problems he had vanish. Yang liked him back, despite how much of a dorky nerd he was she liked him back! Ok Parker calm down, remember, get May back on her feet first, then feel good about having a girl who likes you. he thought to himself as the train pulled into the station outside the school.
Exiting the train, Peter rotated his arms in their sockets to try and alleviate the soreness. Waking up this morning he felt like he had pulled every single muscle in his body. Given what he had to pull off not even a full day ago it wasn't surprising, God if I make it through today it'll be a miracle. Peter thought as he and MJ crossed the street to the front gate of Midtown Magnet, glancing over at MJ he saw that her attention was still pretty much all focused on him, "So…..um…..nice weather huh?" he asked, forcing a smile.
She shook her head with a amused look, "Seriously that's the first thing you say to me? Dude you-" she stopped as they both passed the fountain where some students were sitting. The redhead stopped in her tracks and turned to Peter, "Why are you even going to school? Why not just ditch and….save a cat from a tree or whatever you do?" she asked excitedly.
"Ok I have saved one animal from a tree but it wasn't a cat, it was a iguana." he said, making Mary Jane give him a bizarre look. "Serious, the little girl said his name was Bean." he added.
She shook her head, "Not my point and you know it!" she accused as Peter resumed walking towards the front doors of the school.
"Because I gotta go to school. I gotta go to class and take tests and all that because that's what you're supposed to do." he said obviously as they entered the school. As they walked in through the doors, they both jumped as Harry Osborne, newest member of the Girfball Team, ran into both of them.
"Pete hey, Is May ok?" he asked, his hands grabbing each of them by a shoulder. Peter nearly cursed himself, he meant to send Harry a text message or something to tell him that May was ok but between how exhausted he was and MJ he forgot completely.
"She's fine Har. She actually should be back home by the end of the week." he assured his best friend. Harry let out a breath of relief at the news, taking his hands off his friends as MJ smiled from how concerned he was, "So how'd the game go? Sorry I couldn't make it but you know, heart attack." the vigilante joked lightly, causing Harry to shake his head humorously.
MJ winced, she totally forgot about Harry's game as well but he didn't seem to notice, "We won! And I actually got to play the entire game." he said proudly, making both Peter and MJ smile at the news. Harry looked down the hall, Mary Jane and Peter fallowed his gaze to Liz Allen, retrieving something from her locker as she spoke with Gloria. She noticed Harry looking her way, Harry waved his hand at the cheerleader whom beamed in response as she returned it, Gloria noticed the exchange and leaned over to Liz's ear and whispered something which made them both giggle before walking the other way. Harry turned his head to see Peter folding his arms across his chest while MJ reste her elbow on his shoulder, the Osborne heir coughed into his hand, "And…..Um…well….Liz might have…..um….Kissed me after the game." he said quickly.
Both their eyes widened but Peter was the first to respond, "Harry I'm happy for you." he said earnestly, his best friend's cheeks flushing while MJ walked over and wrapped her arm around his neck in a hug whilst a smug grin split across her face.
"Ah, the jock and the cheerleader. A classic tale as old as time." she said dramatically, Harry rolled his eyes as he brushed her off. "Seriously though, good for you Harry. Griffball player, cheerleader girlfriend, all you need are perfect grades and you'll hit the high school hat trick." she teased before glancing over at Peter. "Now if we could only find a way to help Peter."
The joking comment made the events of last night slap him across the face, "Oh my god! I completely forgot to tell you guys I…" he began excitedly before fully realizing what he had told Yang, "Oh my god I told Yang how I felt about her." he said in a mortified tone. Harry and MJ's smiles vanished and their mouths did an impression that probably made the letter 'O' proud.
"AND!?" They both shouted in unison, drawing a few onlookers.
Peter fumbled on his words, "I…er…she….we….she doesn't not feel the same way." he sputtered out, his friends only being able to look at him bafflingly. "She said she wouldn't mind going on a date." he finally clarified. MJ beamed at the news as Harry gave his friend a grin, both of which caused the teen's face to warm up. "But I still got to get everything settled down with May…and speaking of I just remembered I need to go by the F.E.A.S.T shelter to grab some paperwork for Mr. Li." he groaned out, remembering the conversation he had with Martian over the phone after May had been admitted. He had gone today to make sure her recovery was going well, and promised to call Peter if anything came up.
Harry looped his arm his arm around Pete's shoulder as he slid beside him, "Worth it though right?!" he asked excitedly. "Just get your Aunt all set up and you and Yang could be going out on a date by next week!" he said happily. Peter was relived when the bell rang over their heads, signaling them to head to their classes, as Peter left however he stole a glance at MJ as she left.
Well she hasn't shouted at the top of her lungs 'Peter Parker is Spider-Man' so that's a good thing. he thought dryly. As he and Harry sat down for their science class, Peter pulled out his scroll and browed the net for a few minutes, the events at the dock made all the headlines with reports of the White Fang were the ones behind the string of Dust Shop robberies across Vale. But he knew the truth, Roman and his boss were the ones behind it all, Speaking of which, let's see if I can't find out who Roman's mystery boss is. he thought to himself as he just began to search for criminals when Mr. Slott entered the room.
"All right everyone settle down, I have an important announcement to make." the man said loud enough that his voice carried over the volume of the student's voices. When he was sure everyone had his attention he cleared his throat, "As I'm sure at least some of you are aware, our science fair is a annual tradition we have here at the school." he said, unintentionally reminding Peter that his project needed to be finished, "However this year I'm happy to announce that not only our Science Fair will be at the Vytal Festival this year, but we'll also be merging with the science class of Horizon University!" he said happily.
Peter's eyes nearly bulged out of his skull from the announcement, HORIZON!? Oh my god I….. his train of thought paused as he realized that he had pawned off most of his science equipment for money so he could pay for May's medical bills, AM totally screwed. he finished, his head hitting his desk with a 'THUD'.
The rest of the day was unceremonious for Peter, before he knew it the day was over and he was walking out thr front gate to the school, Alright I just need to head to F.E.A.S.T. to pick up some paperwork for Martian, visit May at the hospital for a hour or two, then head to the Bugle to talk about my job so I can pay for medical bills…..and maybe get some cheap second hand science equipment. he thought to himself as he turned down the sidewalk and began walking before MJ rushed over to him, Oh yeah and MJ KNOWS YOUR SECRET IDIOT!
"Ok so school over, questions now." she said impatiently, Peter ran a hand down his face. To her credit she hadn't brought it up at all today at school, so he felt he at least owed her something for that. Turning his head back to make sure no one was within earshot he spoke.
"Fine." he said.
MJ flashed him a smile, "Ok first and foremost, how did this even happen!?" she asked a little loudly with excitement. Out of all the questions she had that was the one she had pondered the most.
The vigilante inhaled a breath through his teeth, "Ok last semester I went on this field trip to the Science Expo." he started, Peter couldn't believe he was saying these words out loud, let alone to another person. "I went to check out this radiation experiment, they were transferring radioactive energy between two fixed points." he informed, MJ nodded at the concept at the very least. Peter remembered what happened next like it was yesterday, "And without realizing it myself….this tiny spider passed through the radiation. It fell on me and bit me, for the rest of the day I felt…weird, sick really now that I think about it." he admitted.
Mary Jane looked at him with amazement as he continued, "When I got out of school I was so out of it I walked right out into the middle of the street in the way of a car." he revealed, causing MJ's eyes to widen, "I jumped out of the way….three stories up sticking to the side of a building." he added, whispering the last part so only MJ could hear him. "I got home and tested out what I could do, I got the speed, agility, balance, and the strength proportionate to what I guess a human sized spider would be."
The redhead was honestly floored by the information, taking a second to process it all she finally spoke, "Woah…Peter I can't….that's….wow…." was all she could say. "Does May….you know-" Peter shook his head immediately, "Harry?" she tried again, once again he shook his head. At this point it dawned on her, "I'm the only one who…oh wow no wonder you were so freaked out." she realized, brushing a hand back through her hair. "Ok…second question, how did you almost die last night?" she asked, her tone more serious than before.
Peter honestly thought that was a easier question, "Ok you know how the White Fang have been robbing Dust Shops around Vale?" he asked, MJ nodded but she looked lost already, "Well a few weeks back I learned from….a friend on the police force that Roman Torchwick was behind all of them and was using the White Fang as muscle." he explained.
MJ's brow creased in confusion, "But wait, the White Fang are….well, they're all about not taking orders from humans. So why would they listen to Roman?" she asked.
Peter shook his head, "I don't know, I do know that Roman's boss has control over most of the crime in the Kingdom…..I guess he could have worked out a deal with them. Help Roman out and he'll help them out?" he pondered out loud as he cupped his chin. "But anyway, Roman's boss is why Doc Ock and Vulture got spring from prison…..I heard Otto was helping the White Fang at the Docks…..I wanted payback for what he did to May." he said darkly, Mary Jane giving him a worried look as he continued the story, "We knocked each other around, I wound up pinned under a crane arm with water flooding the crater I made…."
Peter paused as he covered his mouth with his hand briefly, their pace slowing until they stopped, when he pulled his hand away he let out a shaky breath, "Mary Jane I still don't know how I got out of that….I…..I thought that was it…..that was the end….." he said unsteadily. "And not just me but May…..if I hadn't…..I don't even want to think about it."
MJ could do nothing but stare in worry as Peter recollected himself, taking a few deep breaths as Mary Jane reached her hand out and touched his, jolting him out of his small episode, "But you didn't…you're here and all right….right?" she asked.
A small smirk crossed Peter's face, "Yeah…..but my body feels like a giant bruise." he admitted, sliding his hand out of MJs to roll his shoulder in an attempt to get some relief. The redhead winced as she started to think of how anyone would feel after a night like that, "I heal fast though, I felt like I was walking underwater last night. Today it's like I'm just sore everywhere." he admitted as he resumed walking with Mary Jane.
"Ok third question….how strong are you?" she asked curiously, "I mean I've seen videos of you lifting up cars but you're not breaking your back." she explained.
Yeah I almost did that last night. Peter thought dryly to himself, "I….don't really know. I mean I can't exactly go to the gym and see how much I can bench." he answered truthfully.
His reply however seemed to spark something in MJ's mind as her eyes focused, "Ok yeah, never mind that. Why haven't you beaten Flash to a pulp!?" she asked, shoving him with her arm slightly as Peter tried and failed to surpress a grin.
"Oh I've been tempted. And I've also hit muggers, thieves, and other criminals with blonde hair a tad too hard." he answered, MJ awaited to hear eagerly the rest of his answer. "But…..just because I can knock him across the Griffball field doesn't mean I should…..and even if he deserves it…or being webbed upside down with the word 'Loser' on a note pointing at him."
Mary Jane's grin could be called sinister from the way her lips curled, "Not that you haven't considered that." she said skeptically. Peter let out a bemused chuckle at being caught, as they reached the crosswalk the F.E.A.S.T. center came into view. It was formally a old youth center that had been shut down, but Martian Li renovated it so that it was better than before with additions like a full cafeteria, tons of storage for emergencies and medical supplies for whoever needed it.
Entering the shelter, MJ expected the place to be…not so hygienic. However as she stepped through the doors behind Peter she was surprised to find the place was actually very tidy from what she saw. The front desk had a few people manning it, all of them filling out some sort of forms, "Mis. Joan?" Peter asked.
One of the receptionist, an older woman looked up and beamed at the teenager, "Peter! Good to see you, how's your Aunt doing?" she asked with concern.
The vigilante smiled warmly, "She's doing fine. Doctor said she should be out of the hospital by the end of the week. I actually came by because Mr. Li wanted me to snag some paperwork." he explained as MJ walked over towards the door leading to the gym where a large number of beds and cots had been arranged. As Peter talked to the receptionist she saw that the people here…..weren't what she expected.
When homeless was brought up, the image that was associated with it wasn't entirely flattering. People who were wearing clothing that was coming undone with all sorts of stains covering them, but in reality…they looked just like normal people on the street. Some of them were a tad bit thin, or had some hair that needed a trim but nothing like the images that came to mind. The only thing that really caught MJ off guard were…..just how sad people looked.
Her eyes were immediately drawn to a older bald man sitting on his bed, simply staring down at the floor between his legs with his arms folded over his knees. When she felt a hand on her shoulder she nearly leapt out of her skin before turning around to Peter, "You ok?" he asked.
She nodded, "Yeah, yeah just…..didn't know what to expect was all." she admitted bashfully, glancing back over at the man in bed. Peter saw who she was looking at and stepped past her towards him, much to MJ's chagrin.
"Hey Mr. Milton. How's it going?" Peter asked the bald man as he approached with a friendly smile.
Milton looked up at Peter and only frowned, "Oh, hey Peter…..your aunt alright?" he asked, the teen nodded, his small smile not faltering in the least. "Oh good…..I'm uh….it's Karen's and I's anniversary." he said sadly, glancing at the school desk that was beside his bed which was used as a nightstand. On it was a small photograph of him and a woman, Milton let out a tired sigh as he rubbed his eyes.
Peter frowned at the sight, "I'm sorry…..I know what that's like, losing someone I mean." he admitted, thinking of Uncle Ben, "We can talk about her if you want…..me and my Aunt May talk about my Uncle Ben whenever we miss him." he explained sympathetically. "Usually it's about how he would do something to make us laugh…..like how he used to say this was the year the Mets would win." he said, making Milton snort in amusement.
"I'm fine Pete….but thanks that…..that helps…..think I might find one of the councilors, talk to them about it. Give May my best?" he asked, Peter nodded as Milton finally stood up from his bed and made his way through the gym while Peter turned back to the door to see an astonished MJ.
Peter only shrugged, "I help out whenever I come to visit, but everyone knows me because May's my Aunt." he explained sheepishly. He pointed to the staircase that led up to the second floor, "I just gotta run upstairs and grab the files. Be right back." he said, leaving before Mary Jane could even say a word and jogged up the steps to May's office. Mary Jane could only shake her head once again unbelievably at Peter's actions.
He saves lives, takes no credit, helps out the homeless, is possibly the nicest guy on the planet-seriously is he even from this planet!? She thought in disbelief as a ball bounced across the Limonium floor and hit the side of her knee, looking at the direction it came from she saw a little girl, no older than maybe nine, rush over. Seeing a little girl here would break anyone's heart, but she gave MJ the biggest smile and whatever risk of her heart breaking was quickly mended.
"Hi!" she greeted excitedly as Mary Jane handed her the ball back, "Thank you!" she said was as much enthusiasm.
"Susan." The girl and MJ looked back to see the girl's mother approach with an apologetic look, "I'm sorry, we're still settling in here. And this one still thinks everywhere is a playground." she said, picking up her daughter with a smile. The little girl letting out a fit of giggles as her mother hugged her, MJ smiled softly at the sight before her, "Are you a worker here? We're new and I don't know everyone yet." she asked politely, knocking MJ out from her daze.
She shook her head almost disappointingly, "No, sorry my friend's Aunt works here. She's in the hospital right now and we're picking up some stuff for her." she explained.
The mother gave her a saddened look, "Oh I'm so sorry to hear that." she said sadly as the door to the shelter opened, the mother looked over and saw the man enter, her face paled as a man approached her with a smirk. MJ saw it and before she could stop herself, she stepped in between her and the man in the suit.
"Can I help you?" she asked, her tone polite however was juxtaposed by her narrow eyes she sent he man. Behind her, the woman pushed her daughter behind her legs protectively.
The man chuckled in a way that sent a shiver down MJ's spine, "Cute, look sweetheart I'm just here to remind Miss. Clack here about our arrangement." he said before tipping his hat to the mother who backed away behind MJ. As he left out the double doors, MJ turned back at the mother who was looking back down at her daughter with concern. Before she could ask if she was ok she felt a hand on her shoulder. She whirled around with her hand clenched in a fist to see Peter triumphantly holding up the papers.
"Hey, you ok?" he asked, having witnessed the exchange between the mother and the man in the suit. When he saw Mary Jane step in between them he was ready to intervene as well but stayed back to see how things played out. The mother looked up at him from her kneeling position in front of her daughter, Peter smiled kindly at the mother as he crouched down as well to eye level with her, "You know if that guy bothered you, we can alert security so they don't let him inside the shelter." he offered.
The woman looked relived at that information and stood up to talk to the receptionist about what Peter mentioned he turned to MJ with a concerned look, "Are you alright? He didn't hurt you did he?" he asked.
The former model shook her head with a short titter from the face he was more concerned with her than the other woman, "I'm fine. Guy was scaring her though….he mentioned something about an 'arrangement' with her." she explained, looking over at the mother as her daughter waved at MJ whom waved back with an exaggerated smile.
Peter looked at the door that the man exited from, walking over to the exit he went outside with Mary Jane fallowing close behind him, they both watched as the amn in the suit walked across the street to a car waiting for him with the engine running. Thinking fast, Peter dug into his pocket and pulled out a spider tracer which he held between his figners before flicking it across the street with his spider strength, the small tracker landing just on the rim of the driver side door just before it drove off down the street. "What the-what the heck was that thing?!" MJ asked, having barely caught Peter's actions.
"Spider Tracer. Little tracking devices I made that I can fallow people with. But the battery on them isn't great so I only have a couple hours before they run out of juice." he said as he hurried down the steps of the shelter with MJ hot on his heels. Going around the side of the building, Peter saw that his usual spot where he changed, which was also where the staff unloaded supplies from trucks behind a gate, was empty. "Perfect." he said as he took his backpack off and held it out to MJ, "Look can you take these papers to Aunt May while I check these guys out?" he asked.
Mary Jane was, for lack of a better word, flabbergasted by how abruptly Peter had shifted gears, "Wait hold up your going to what?" she asked.
"I'm going to tail those guys, see what they do, and if they pull something illegal I'm gonna stop them." he explained as he just dropped his bag and began to pull his hoodie off, hopping into the small lot and out of the view of anyone on the street. Mary Jane scooped up the bag and fallowed Peter as he took off his hoodie, showing his spare suit he was wearing under it.
Ok so this is happening! Mary Jane thought with a slight panic as Peter hopped out of his shoes and pants, "Woah, woah, woah! Time out, pause, whatever!" she explaimed, making Peter stop his changing, "Your just gonna go after that guy? I mean what he's got a gun or somethi-…" she realized how stupid that sounded, but still it was Peter. Peter Parker, the guy who constantly got picked on by Flash Thompson was going after some shady guy, whom quite possibly was actually armed, all by himself? "Just call the cops." she insisted.
"And tell them what? You saw this guy vaguely threaten a woman at a homeless shelter?" he asked. Mary Jane shrugged her shoulders as to ask, 'why not?', "Look under normal circumstances I'd agree but for all we know that guy could be going right now to go something bad and I got to make sure he doesn't hurt anyone." Mary Jane was ready to protest when Peter's scroll went off in his pocket, reaching down to the heap of clothes he pulled out his phone from his pants and saw it was May, he answered immediately, "Hey May, sorry, me and MJ are at F.E.A.S.T. right now about to head over." he said apologetically.
'Oh that's fine Peter. Martian and I are just playing dominos, he's conviced I'm cheating.' she replied playfully.
"…..are you?" Peter asked curiously.
'No of course not.' she answered a little too quickly which made Peter smile before a idea came to his mind.
Holding his hand up to the speaker he looked over at MJ, "Hey do you know what the woman's name was?" he asked.
Mary Jane thought back, "Ms. Clark! And her daughter's name was Susan. Why?" she answered.
Peter uncovered the speaker, "Well I was just showing MJ around the shelter a little bit, we got into a talk with Ms. Clark and her daughter, Susan." he explained.
'Oh! I was wondering about her, she came in just before we started setting up for the festival. Poor thing looked so scared.' May said sadly.
Peter raised a brow, "Really? Did she say why?" he questioned inquiringly, hoping that he might be able to learn anything before going after this guy.
'Oh it was such a sad story, her late husband owed some money to some people and she had to sell her own house just to pay them off. I pressed her to get the police involved but the poor thing is too scared too.' she said sadly, MJ's head perking up as she connected the dots. The man was an extortionist who was trying to bleed that poor woman for everything she was worth.
"Well I'm gonna try and talk with her, see if I can't convince her." Peter decided as he stuck his scroll to the side of his head and slipped his gloves on. "We'll be by the hospital afterwards. Love you May."
'You too Peter. See you soon.' May said before hanging up.
Peter slipped his Scroll into place on his belt and looked at MJ, "I'm going after him." he stated, his voice showing conviction before pulling his mask down over his face. All the while Mary Jane was still in a state of disbelief over the fact it was Peter Parker saying this to her.
"Then I'm coming with you." she stated just as firmly, making the hero's lenses widen at her proclamation.
"What!? No! Way too dangerous!" he dismissed right off the bat, causing the redhead's eyes to narrow at him. Before he could continue the conversation , the sound of a truck backing up made them both look out the corner of the lot to see a food truck approaching, Oh for the love of, Fine! he thought, wrapping his arm around MJ's waist, much to her surprise by how she chirped, while he raised his other hand and sent a webline skyward.
Pulling down on the web they where both launched into the air, MJ's heart fell into her stomach as they abruptly rose up, letting go of the webline as they still went up, Spider-Man turned in midair to send a web back down to snatch up his backpack before it was run over by the truck, his twisting around reeling in the bag which he looped around his hand in midair before they fell.
And that's when MJ started screaming.
As they neared the sidewalk he sent another webline out to swing through the air, they rushed down the street, shifting his weight to sent them over a rooftop and letting go of the web. MJ felt her heart now jump into her throat, the next scream that came out was one of excitement, "WHOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOO!" she yelled as they swooped over a rooftop at high speed, the webline carrying them across thee street before letting go and sending down at the ledge of the roof.
Spider-Man slid across the rooftop before slowing to a stop right at the ledge of the building, overlooking the street where the car that he put the spider tracer on. Putting MJ down on the rooftop she was shaking, "Sorry, sorry, sorry, so sorry!" he said in a panic, not meaning to scare MJ half to death. However as MJ stopped shaking a huge grin spread across her face, "Or I'm….not…sorry?"
"That was so cool! You are totally taking me on another swing to the hospital!" she said excitedly before Peter grabbed her shoulder and urged her to crouch as the car doors opened up below, three men stepping out of the car and entering a small deli across the street from a book shop.
"Alright stay up here. I'm gonna check this out real quick." he said, making MJ's worried look return. "MJ I'll be fine, I've done this a dozen times! Besides they're normal dudes, the Shocker is more of a threat than these guys." he said assumingly as he took out his camera and webbed it to the side of a sign overlooking the street.
(One Minute Later)
Ok yeah I guess I kinda deserve that. I mean who wants to be compared to Herman of all people? Peter thought as he kicked his feet forward and landed upright before the three thugs, "Alright what's your guys gimmick?" he asked, dusting himself off. The three were taken off guard by the question, "I mean like the last three guys, there was they were all tech themed. What, are you guys old timey gangsters?" he asked mockingly.
The cowboy with the whip glared at him, "We're the enforcers, and we're-"
"The last mistake I've made, yeah I've heard all this before. Now then I'm gonna peg you as the leader," he pointed at the guy with the whip before directing his attention at the guy with the guns trained on him. "You're the pretty boy." he said, making Fancy Dan look over himself self-consciously. "And that would make you the big, tough, stupid one." he said, looking at the one that was called Ox.
The man's face turned red at the insult, "Hey you take that back!"
Spider-Man raised his hands, "Ok sorry, you're not tough." he lamented mockingly.
"Thanks." Ox said, causing his two compatriots to look at him with blank expressions as they ticked down the seconds before he realized what he said. "….HEY!" he yelled before charging at the vigilante once again and throwing his fist out. Spider-Man blocked the punch and countered with an uppercut that sent Ox stumbling back. Fancy Dan shot at the vigilante who backflipped onto the top of the bookshelf, shooting a webline at the door behind dan and pulling it off it's hinges and into the shootist's back.
Montana threw his whip out with the red dust on the end making a fire start behind it, Spider-Man dove off the shelf towards Montana, "Ok that's a fire hazard if I've ever seen one." he said, connecting a short web to the ceiling of the store and kicking Montana out the window and into the street. "There we go, nice wide open, non-flammable space for us to beat the stuffing out of." he said, remembering how his fight with Scorcher went and nearly blew up a city block.
He caught sight of Mary Jane still on the rooftop's edge, looking down as the fight moved location once again. Looking across the street to the deli, Peter saw a ticket roller. Ox hopped over the broken glass window and once again charged at Spider-Man as he sent a webline out into the store, snagging the ticket roll on the wall and yanking it off as he leapt out of Ox's reach, "Oh come on dude just stay down!" he shouted, whipping the web around and knocking him in the head with the wheel.
Landing on his hand, the teen's spider sense blared in his head, leaping over to ta street post and swinging around it as Dan shot at him from the doorway of the bookshop he flung himself across the street at the gunman, much to his surprise as the hero's heel cracked him across the face and into the store and onto the door he was pinned under, "Here let me get that for you." Peter joked as he spun a webline across Fancy Dan's chest, sticking him to the door before using another web to turn it over wit Dan's face smacking into the door.
Peter was promptly hit in the head with a book by the storeowner, "Get out of here! Go! Shoo!" the old man said, readying to throw another thicker book at the teen's head.
Peter backed out through the door, "Ok! Ok! Sorry!" he apologized as his sixth sense rang again, this time ducking back as the fire whip snapped at his head, "Wait a minute why do you have a whip if you got the cowboy hat? Shouldn't you have the guns?" he asked, leaping through the air and over Montana's head and landing behind him. The leader swung the whip back, Peter ducked his torso back to dodge the attack but saw that the bookstore owner was in the doorway, right where the whip would swing at.
Peter immediately leapt at the storeowner, pushing him out of the was as the fire whip cut and burned into his back, "AUGH!" Peter yelled, falling onto his knees as he reached his hand back and held the streak of burned flesh over his back. He winced as he touched the wound, "Ok, yeah, that hurt even more than I thought it would." he hissed out as Ox approached him from behind, cracking his knuckles as he stood over the teen.
"Ox, you want the honors?" Montana asked as he coiled the whip around his arm from behind his larger friend.
"With pleasure Montana." he said, reaching down towards the masked teen, only for Peter to flick the hand behind his back up and shoot a webline to his face. Turnning into his back, Peter winced from the pain as he pulled Ox down with one hand and punched him with his other. Getting knocked back Peter pulled him back and hit him again to make him stumble back, hopping onto his feet he jabbed Ox in the gut and uppercutted Ox as he dubbed over. The brute swayed on his feet, much to Spider-Man's frustration, "Oh for the love of, are you so stupid you don't know how to fall down?!" he asked before Ox finally fell down back onto the pavement.
Spider-Man then focused on Montana, who slowly started backing up before Spider-Man shot a webline past his head and closed the distance between him and Montana, cracking him across the jaw with his fist and making his cowboy hat go flying off. A minute later the three were all wrapped in webbing, hanging from the sign in front of the book shop. "Well that could have gone better." Peter said to himself as he pulled his camera from where he stuck it before shooting a webline to the building MJ was on and pulled himself over.
Landing on the roof he dusted himself off, "There see? Not too shabby for Midtown's Professional Wallflow-" he began before being cut off by MJ rushing around him to inspect the wound on his back. She nearly touched it with her fingers but stopped herself from coming to contact with the burned flesh, the scared and troubled expression her face held caused Peter's demeanor to change, turning around he gently took her hand, "Hey, I'm fine…..little scrapped up but I'm fine. Nothing a little ointment and bandages won't fix." he assured softly.
MJ didn't say anything, she only stared at his mask anxiously. "…..come on, we gotta get this stuff to May. And I gotta see the Bugle." he said, taking the backpack off the ground and slipping over his back, wincing slightly from the stinging sensation.
Their visit to May and Martian in the hospital was brief but appreciated, espically when they presented the paperwork they had asked. After kissing May goodbye MJ then fallowed him to the Bugle, not saying a single word all the way until they reached Jonah's Office and she stayed outside talking with Betty Brant while Peter…..well…..
"AND IF YOU EVER THINK OF SELLING YOUR PICTURES TO ANOTHER PAPER YOU'LL BE LUCKY IF YOU GET TO WORK IN THIS MAILROOM! ARE WE CLEAR!?" Jonah's muffled yell came from behind the door to the office.
Peter swore he didn't hear that ringing sound in his ears before he came into the office, "Yes Jonah, we're clear. We're clearer than a glass table." he said in a drawl tone, at this point he had gotten used to Jonah's screaming his ears off that he almost missed it when he quit the Bugle…..almost.
The editor of the Bugle opened his mouth and Peter prepared for another yell but it never came, "…..clearer than-I like that, good simile. What, are you still here? Get out of here! Wait, leave the pictures, now scram!" Jonah berated, reaching across his desk to grab the pictures and started flipping through them whilst Peter exited the office. When he exited he noticed that Mary Jane was nowhere to be found, looking across the room he didn't see even a hint of her trademark red hair.
"She went to the ladies room." Betty answered his unasked question, Peter looked at her and smiled as he walked over to her desk. "I really like her." she said beaming.
Peter nodded, "Yeah she somehow had that effect on people." he joked, he honestly couldn't think of a single person who had a problem with MJ that he's met. Even Flash tried occasionally to hit on her but to no avail, and much to Peter and Harry's relief. "Any chance I get my paycheck in advance?" he asked hopefully, Betty smiled at him sweetly as she shook her head, "Figured as much."
MJ approached and Peter instantly noticed the forlorn look she still had, "All set?" he asked, she nodded and instantly headed for the elevators. Peter frowned at her continued demeanor, she had been like this since his fight with those Enforcer guys and he was starting to get worried. Was this what it was going to be like from now on with them? Her not being able to look at him without worrying that he would get hurt? He didn't want that, he didn't want her to be scared for him.
Rushing to catch up with her, he joined her at the elevator and took her by the hand, "Come on, this way." he beckoned with a tilt of his head to the stairwell entrance. MJ was confused but fallowed him anyway, when they reached the rooftop of the Bugle she looked around, taking in the sight of the sun beginning to set on the horizon. It had been a long day since School ended, as she turned to face peter she was surpused to see him already out of his clothes and in his costume again.
"Wha-how are you that fast!?" she asked bewildered, she took her eyes off him for a minute and he was already pulling his mask down over his face.
"Practice, now hang on tight and shut your eyes." he instructed, wrapping his arm around her again, this time MJ was prepared and looped her arms around his neck for safety before he lifted her up with one arm and sent a webline out with another. Swinging a few blocks away from the Bugle, Peter launched them up the side of King's Tower.
It was one of the tallest buildings in all of Vale, the tower reaching 1,460 feet tall to the tip of the spire which Peter intended to take her up to. Reaching one of the top floors he leapt off a antenna to get more height before shooting a webline to the metal tower and swinging around it to slow their speed so that they stopped at the base of the tower, MJ opened her eyes and immediately her grip on Peter tightened despite the fact there was still plenty of space between them and the ledge, "Relax, I come up here all the time." he assured as he sent her down.
Her arms unlocked from around his neck and that's when she saw the view.
Stretching out before her was the entirety of Vale, the tall skyscrapers of the Financial district, the short brownstones of the Pound, Midtown, Downtown, she could even see Beacon Academy in the distance. "Oh…..wow…..this is beautiful." she said in awe as Peter took a seat on the ledge, pulling his mask off in the process and letting it hang behind his head like a hood. MJ slowly lowered herself as well, sitting down beside him she looked over at Peter.
Peter who just today had gotten burned for helping someone, who swings from homemade web fluid off insanely tall buildings, who was dodging gunfire earlier while fighting three guys who for all purposes wanted to kill him. When the day started she had hundreds of questions to ask him, but now she just had one, "Peter…why are you doing this?" she asked, her friend opening and closing his mouth quickly before bowing his head. MJ turned herself so that she was facing his side, "I'm serious I know you save people's lives but…..there's Huntsmen and Huntresses who train to help people and you….you go to school with me, normal school where we learn about how to measure angles of a triangle."
Peter didn't dare look at her, how could he with what she was asking, "You….you said you nearly died last night…why on Remnant would you keep doing this?" she asked, her voice a mixture of concern and genuine curiosity. Peter hoped she wouldn't ask that question, because he had to answer it, he had lied to her enough and MJ has always supported him…..and honestly he didn't want to even think of what it would be like without it now.
"…when I first got my powers…..the first thing I did was try and cash in on them." he began. "I signed up for this dumb wrestling match. Get some Lien if you beat the guy. I did it easily and I got short changed on the money." he recalled, thinking of how spiteful he was about it. But looking back he didn't deserve a single cent, "As I walked out the place got robbed, I didn't care….it wasn't my problem….so I went home….where the police were waiting for me…" he said shakily. Mary Jane saw water gather in the corner of his eyes and her heart began to sink, "They told me someone killed my Uncle Ben…..he was hold up at the old Merlot Warehouse….I wanted to get to him first."
He remembered the rage, the raw anger he felt coursing through his body that night when he web swung for the first time to fallow the cops to the warehouse. "When I got there I cornered the guy….I wanted to kill him…..but…" he swallowed the lump in his throat, "but when I saw him…..that guy….that same guy who robbed the arena….the same guy I could of stopped when I…..when I had the chance….." his voice shook as tears streamed down his face. He reached his hand up and held his head with it. "God I was….I was so caught up in my own bullshit that…I let him go and…..because of me Uncle Ben is dead…I wanted to kill him even more but…I couldn't….." he lifted his head from his hand, his glove now stained with tears.
"Because…With Great Power, there must Also, Always, Come Great Responsibility…anyone could have gotten these powers…it was just me….I got 'lucky' but…..I didn't understand it then. Now I do, if I just stand aside then people can get hurt but if I'm out there-" he reach his arm out to the Kingdom spread before them. "…then no one has to lose what I did." he finished.
It was a solid second before he dare looked over at MJ, Mary Jane's eyes were brimming with tears as well. Her mouth was open with a mournful frown, before he could say a single word she closed the distance between them and engulfed him in a embrace that held all her strength. All he could do was return it, wrapping his arms around her while his head rested on her shoulder, she could feel him shaking in her grasp, "Peter….oh my god Peter I….I am so sorry…" was all she could say. She could feel her shoulder becoming wet with peter's tears but she didn't mind in the least.
Peter had just opened everything up to her, all the pain, the grief, the guilt, and it hit her hard but she knew that was nothing compared to what Peter felt going through all that with her. He's kept this all to himself for months…oh god Peter you poor thing…..no more. she decided. I can't lift a car or spin a web but…..I can do this….be there for you. she thought to herself as her lifted a hand and ran it through his hair soothingly. Soon Peter pulled away, whipping the tears from his eyes.
He let out a choked chuckle, "Some superhero huh?" he cracked.
She shook her head, "Your fine Peter your….perfectly fine." she assured. She reached out and took his hand, "Look, I'm here for you. Alright? No more secrets, no more keeping things bottled up….your my best friend Peter…..I can't do what you do….but I can do this." she said, using her spare hand to gesture between them with a smile.
It was like someone lifted a truck off his back at that news. "Alright….thanks MJ."
"Anytime Tiger." she assured with a wink.
It had been a interesting day for Peter. Between MJ finding out, stopping those extortionists, getting his job at the Bugle back, and confessing everything to Mary Jane he was fairly emotionally drained by the time he swung the both of them home. Then again I did lift a crane off myself last night so….not much of a stretch. he thought as he laid down on the couch in the living room and flipped through the TV channels for something to fall asleep too. He hadn't bothered to make his bed during his rush out the door this morning so crashing on the couch sounded as good as anything to him.
I still can't believe I told MJ everything. he thought to himself, telling anyone at all was such a impossible prospect. Telling Mary Jane Watson of all people how he became Spider-Man however seemed like he was in some sort of dream or something as far fetched. Then again most dreams I have involve me behind the wheel of car, which is weird since I don't drive, and the steering is out. he thought to himself as he changed the channel again.
He nearly fell out of his seat when he saw who was on the television. Holding a charity event, according to the news report, was Kingpin, wearing a similar suit to the one he had seen him in the night before. '-which will begin next year. Owner of Fisk Construction, Wilson Fisk, stated that the building of new tenants for the North Side is something he's been planning on for a few years now. While some are concerned that-' Peter muted the TV. He had his name, Wilson Fisk, the Kingpin of crime.
The vigilante glared at the image of Wilson Fisk as he smiled at the camera, "Got you now Kingpin." he said with a triumphant smirk.
As night covered the Kingdom of Vale, within an art gallery of Shapira and Quartz, there was an intruder.
The gallery known to show famous illustrations and paints was known across the world, however the walls of the gallery were barren. As a lone figure tip-toed through the halls, gently lifting the pieces from their spot on the wall and lowering them into their bag and throwing it over their shoulder. "What the hell!? Hit the Alarm!" the figure turned their head at the source of the voice from the main part of the gallery. Looking at the window the thief smirked as they leapt across the room to the window still, as the guards came around the corner to the smaller room which was supposed to hold a collection of paintings, they found naught a one.
What they did find however was a plain glass window cu out in a small circle.
Across the street and sitting with her legs crossed on a water tower looking over the gallery, the thief chuckled to herself. Covering her was a skin tight black suit with white fur around the collar of her open neck, which showed off a fair amount of skin and cleavage (and in her defense walking around in skintight clothing could get warm real quick). The suit was black up to the forearms where her white padded knuckle gloves with a grapple hidden within the matching white fur, her metal claws receded back into her fingertips as she flexed her wrists.
She also had padding on the elbows and knees if her costume but not too much as to throw off the curve of her incredible figure. Her legs uncrossed, the black boots with the same white fur around the rims rose her up from her spot atop the tower. The shattered moonlight showed her face, covered by a simple mask around her eyes that made it impossible for any system to properly ID her. The most distinguishable feature she had however was the long sheer white hair she held, as well as the two black cat ears that stuck out through her hair, one of them slightly twitching as the alarm across the empty space of the building finally rang.
Reaching into her sack where she stashed the goods, she pulled out a small toy she used as a calling card depicting a black cat bobblehead. "Black Cat crosses another path." she mused to herself before diving off the water tower with a flip in midair.
Reaching her arm out she fired her grapnel and swung through the air into the night.
AN: I know I said I would wait until Volume 6 was finished before publishing this story but I didn't account on a few things. One, Spider-Verse being GOOD! Two, RWBY beign REALLY GOOD, and three STAN THE MAN LEE PASSING AWAY!
I started this chapter a few weeks ago actually shortly after finishing the first volume, but again I wanted to wait and see where V6 was going with it's story and now that I do know…..well why wait a few weeks right? And I might as well Start off 2019 with a BANG!
So consider this my Christmas, Hanukah, Kwanza, whatever you celebrate and New Years present to you all. I got Resident Evil Remaster….and I keep dying…..I did not know that they get back up and learn to run…or that there's giant F&^King SPIDERS in it. Think I'm just gonna play Dead Cells or Monster Hunter World all day tomorrow, get those nightmares out of my head.
Anyway I also got Cowboy Bebop, Tombstone, and Tremors (shut up it's good) dvd wise so…maybe expect something with any of those or the games? Except Monster Hunter, that shit's complicated. Anyway Hope you loved the chapter and I'll see you guys next time!
