Chapter 8: 8) I'm The Spider
15TH OCTOBER - A RANDOM ROOFTOP
Ever since Peter discovered he had these powers he experimented with them in a random abandoned building and found out a lot of things. He found out he had superhuman strength that allowed him to punch what he believed was about 5X as strong as Mike Tyson. He could run as fast as Usain Bolt with ease and was as flexible as Olympic-level gymnasts.
He didn't really have an answer for how tough his webs were, all he knew was they hardly tour when getting slashed by a knife and could easily sustain his weight. He was still pretty new to swinging across the city, but he was at a level where he could safely arrive at his destination. For the most part.
He found out he had this weird sixth sense that activated when he was in danger, it was this weird tingling feeling across his body, and could easily climb walls.
He was sat at the edge of the roof looking down on a dark and dingy back alley. He wore a red vest jacket over his blue sweater. He had red trainers on with red sports socks over his blue joggers. He had a red balaclava with a pair of goggles and red fingerless gloves.
'Dam it's cold' thought Peter while rubbing his shoulders. This was his first night as a superhero and he was excited but equally nervous as well. He was currently taking a break from swinging across the city.
A black truck pulled up in front of this antique store and three men dressed in full black exited with crowbars and flashlights in hand.
'It's finally time' thought Peter clenching his hands while smiling. He swung to the other rooftop and positioned himself above them. He crawled over the wall while one of the men broke the window. While the other two stood keeping watch of their surroundings Peter shot his web enveloping their crowbars and yanked them away.
The two guys looked up and saw a red and blue figure falling towards them before one of them got slammed to the ground as Peter stood tall on his laid-out body. He webbed his mouth and hands to the concrete and looked at the other man who had no idea what was going.
"What the fuck is happening?" he yelled in shock "Did that come out of you?" pointing at the web that bound the other one.
The man who had broken into the store came back out to see what the commotion was about "What are whining about now?" He looked at his friend then looked at the guy webbed to the floor and blinked numerous times thinking he was seeing things. "WTF IS THAT?" he yelled.
"Dude I don't know, all I know is it's white and sticky. I ain't touching that" the guy replied.
"He's just some rando, just beat his ass you got a crowbar. All he got is a goofy ass outfit" he retorted.
"That sticky shit came out of him and he just ground pounded his ass to kingdom come, I don't want to fight this dude" he replied not wanting to fight at all.
"This isn't exactly how I expected criminals to act," said Peter.
"Shut your retarded ass up, you lost your talking privileges when you pulled up in that" He snapped back looking at his costume.
"Really. Your friend just got blasted and you're gonna make fun of the costume the guy who did it is wearing?" replied Peter.
"Man shut your ass up, I'm gonna beat your ass" The man prepared his crossbar and began to walk up to Peter. The man swung his crowbar full force aiming for his head. Peter caught it and slowly bent it in front of the man "Oh hell no" he screamed before getting knocked out. Peter webbed him up just like the other guy.
"Oh na" the last muttered and pulled out his gun and shot it towards Peter. Peter felt a sharp tingle all over his body and it was like he could see in slow motion. All he saw was the flash from the gun and scarred he scardily jumped to the side flailing his arms. The man looked in horror as the bullet flew by hitting a random car in the street.
He threw his gun away and kneeled preparing his arms for handcuffs "Nope, ain't dying today. Jail is a lot better than what you're gonna do to me."
Peter stood in bewilderment 'Was it supposed to be this easy' he thought. He webbed the guy's arms and took the man's phone from his pocket.
"What the fuck you did do to me? What is this? Is this what I think it is, I swear to god it better not be" the man shouted almost telling Peter off.
"No dude, it's just web fluid" replied Peter slightly scoffing.
"Hold up, web fluid? Did I hear that right? Are you a man spider? Where does this shit come from? Your ass? how the fuck does a man even become a man-spider? You like a crossbreed or something? Your pops fuck a big ass tarantula or sum shit?" the man questioned very quickly.
"Dam you ask a lot of questions and no to all of them, they come out of my wrists and I'm The spider" he replied trying to strike a cool pose.
The guy cried and laughed "The spider, what is that dumb shit, spider-man sounds a lot better than the spider" he giggled some more.
"Dam, your right. That does sound pretty good. Anyway, can you tell me your phone code so I can the police" Peter said.
"Yeah, it's cool. It's 1111" the man spoke.
"That's the best you could think of. Really" Peter looked at him before entering the code and calling the police. He reported it before hanging up and placing the phone back into the man's pocket. "There you go".
"Thanks, man, appreciate it" the man replied.
"Well, I gotta go. It's kinda my bedtime" he said.
"Bedtime? Did I just get bullied by goddam twelve-year-old?" he cheekily remarked.
"Do you want me to web up your mouth?" Peter replied.
"I didn't say anything. Not me" the man replied looking away from Peter avoiding eye contact.
Peter webbed the guy's legs to the ground "Sorry man, gotta make sure you don't just run away you know" he said.
"Fair enough. Have a good night bro" he said.
"You too" replied Peter before swinging away with police sirens starting to draw in.
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MassiveSimp Sorry for the late update it was Christmas surely you guys understand. Hope you enjoy the chapter and Merry late Christmas.
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