Warning this story has many references to spider-man series and comics so if you don't know a lot about spiderman then spoiler alert.
"We finally see that wall crawling criminal for the scum he is, I am sure he was responsible for the death of Gwen Stacy and I beg the NYPD to use every resource possible to bring him to justice!"
The enraged rant of J Jonah Jameson dominated the room, not that 17-year-old Peter Parker was listening why would he when he knew that Jameson was right. It all seemed so unbelievable but it had only happened last night.
Peter stared down at his worn suit failing to hold back his tears as he remembered those horrible images. The first was of Norman Osborn now once again the green goblin holding an unconscious Gwen atop the George Washington Bridge, the second of him running to catch her as she was flung off the edge and that last of her lifeless body hanging from the web he had caught her in.
Peter snapped himself out of his trance and began packing his suit and web shooters into a briefcase along with some bricks to ensure it was heavy enough to sink.
As he walked towards the river he recalled the events that followed. Filled with rage over the loss of the girl he loved he had chased Norman to a deserted warehouse and after a short clash had proceeded to beat the man to a bloody pulp. His mind now firmly on replay Peter clenched his fist, "On more punch in the right place and I could have killed him" he said to himself.
Last night he had been so determined, so close to taking Osborn's life but had stopped himself with a sudden memory of the night his uncle Ben had died. Holding a beaten Norman by the neck with his left hand and his right fist ready to deliver the fatal blow Peter had a flashback, he saw himself age 15 in an abandoned warehouse holding the man responsible for killing his uncle, the man he had previously let get away over a 30-foot drop. It was the memory of Ben and his past words to Peter that had led him to spare that man's life and it was the memory of that night that had pulled the young teen out of his rage and spare Norman's life. Although that decision would quickly prove useless as 5 minutes later Norman had stabbed himself to death with his own glider in a failed attempt to kill spiderman.
Once again bringing himself out of his trance Peter arrived at the river with the briefcase in his hands. There was no hesitation as he threw the case into the water and slowly walked away mumbling only one thing "I am spiderman no more".
Five months had passed since that day but it was still too soon and to real for Peter Parker who was now having what should have been one of the best days of his life, graduation. "This year we at midtown high are delighted to announce that empire state university has awarded two students scholarships to their prestigious campus this fall, the first is to Mr. Eugene Flash Thompson who has been given this years football scholarship and the second is to Mr. Peter Parker who has been given this year scholarship for science
"Yes ESU here I come and my dad said I'd never make it" yelled Flash.
"I did it" Peter whispered to himself "in spite of every that happened this year I made into ESU".
Peter's mood was temporally improved but when the valedictorian began their speech he was sent right back to depressed and couldn't help but think how it should have been Gwen up there. The day had been long and mostly filled with a sobbing aunt May telling her nephew how proud she was but Peter was far from reality as he took a late night walk around the city. He had tried to clear his head but no matter how hard he tried his uncle Ben and his deceased girlfriend wouldn't leave his mind. After an hour of walking, Peter caught the smell of smoke in his nose and ran towards a large yellow glow. An apartment building was engulfed in fire and fire crews were fighting a losing battle to get people out. Peter stood still in the sea of panicked people unsure what to do. Looking down to his plain clothes that once hid his spider suit he reminded himself that he was not spiderman anymore and for the sake of the people he loved that's the way it had to stay. With a dark look on his face, he began to walk away until a lady's scream caught his ear.
"PLEASE MY GIRL SHE'S ON THE 4TH FLOOR, SHE'S ONLY 5 PLEASE LET ME IN PLEASE!"
A cop grabbed her shoulder "it's too dangerous I'm sorry but no one can make it in there", but the women's cries were soon drowned by another police man's scream "stop kid what are you doing!".
No one could stop him Peter Parker had run into the building with one main objective " fourth floor she said the fourth floor".
To be continued