Yeah, we all know the story of Peter Parker and Spiderman. Well, if you're looking for a fanfic about him, you've got the wrong story. This story has different heroes, different villains, and different storylines. Basically, the only thing that's the same is that this story takes place in New York, and that someone gets spider powers. So for those Peter Parker fans, this isn't a story about him. This is the story about Nick Ramono, also known as, The Shadow Spider. Enjoy.

Disclaimer: I do not own any locations in this story, only the ones I make up. Also, I do not own any real celebrities in this story as well. But I do own all the characters that I made.

Author Note: The main character's personality is a lot like mine. So expect some bad words and some sarcastic conversations.

The Shadow Spider

Chapter 1: The School Freak

Erik Masterson, captain of the football team, was talking to Evan Charles, squad leader of the cheerleaders. He was asking her to school prom coming up that Friday. Evan was playing hard to get, knowing the Erik would stop at nothing to get her to go out with him. And she was right.

"Come on, Evan," said the muscular white jock with brown hair and eyes, "you know you want go out with me." He then showed off his muscles, trying to impress her. "I don't know," said the lovely white girl with blonde hair and blue eyes, "I have so many offers." Erik replied, "I'll promise you'll have the time of your life. And I promise you that you and I will be the prom King and Queen." Evan replied, "Well if you put it that way, I guess I'll…" But suddenly, Nick Ramono cam running down the hall and accidentally knocked into Erik and Evan.

"Perfect timing, freak!" said Erik sarcastically, as he stood up and got ready to punch Nick's lights out. But then he remembered Evan, turned around, and helped her up. "Watch where you're going, freak!" sneered Evan with disgust," and don't ever touch me again, or I'll have my prom King here take care of you." Erik smiled and cracked his knuckles.

Suddenly, the bell rang, distracting Evan and Erik, and gave Nick a chance to run. When they looked back, Nick was gone. "He got away," said Erik, who was looking forward to crushing that freak's head into his locker. Evan replied, "Don't worry, Erik. You can beat him up later. I can wait." Erik smiled as they both walked to their classes.

"That was close," said Nick, as he walked to his class, "I wonder what he would've done this time. A swirlee? No, he did that last week. Get my underwear and hang it up the flagpole? He hasn't done that for a while now. He would've probably locked me in a locker." Nick was still thinking when the bell suddenly rang again.

"Oh, shit!" said the skinny Latino with black hair and brown eyes, "I'm late!" He ran to his class, when suddenly, Pete the Hall Monitor came from around the corner and stopped him. " Hall Pass?" asked Pete. "I don't have one," replied Nick," I'm late for class. So if you don't mind, move it." Nick tried to get pass him, but the porky pizza-faced white boy with red hair and green eyes pushed him back.

"Not so fast," said Pete as he wrote up a detention slip. Nick was pissed as he tried to talk his way out of this situation. "Look, just give me it later. You know that Mr. Peterson locks his door two minutes after the second bell." Pete simply replied, "Then you'd better hurry." Pete handed Nick the detention slip with an evil grin. Nick grabbed the slip, put it in his back pack, and started to run down the hall when Pete said, "No running in the halls!" Nick looked back at him, then turned back around and walked fast.

When he knew Pete was out of eyeshot, Nick ran towards his room. He got to hall of his classroom, when he saw Mr. Peterson begin to close the door. He tried as fast as he could to get to the door, but he was too late. Mr. Peterson had closed the door and locked it. Nick tried knocking, but through the door window, he saw Mr. Peterson was shaking his head no.

The kids were laughing as Mr. Peterson pointed down. Nick looked down to find that Mr. Peterson had left a detention slip under the door. Nick took a deep breath, picked up the slip, and walked away. Even when he had left, the other teens were still making fun of him. "Man, what a freak," said one student. "Yeah, him and his freaky stories that he writes," said another student. Surprisingly, Mr. Peterson had allowed the students to taunt. He even joined in as well. "Writing stories," he said with a sneer, "like that'll help later in life."

After both school and detention had ended, Nick walked home. "Another horrible day of my horrible life," he said kicking a rock. Suddenly, a soda can came flying out of nowhere and hit him in the head. "What the hell?" said Nick as he looked around to see two seniors in a truck, laughing at him and yelling out, "Freak!" Nick yelled back, "Cockbites!" Suddenly, the truck stopped and drove back. "Oh, shit!" said Nick as he jumped out of the way. He landed on some mud as the seniors laughed again and drove off.

After another horrible day, Nick was glad to be home with his grandparents, Joe and Mary. They were the only human beings on Earth that cared for Nick. He was ready to tell his grandparents what had happened, when had found that they had left for their monthly visit to Nick's Uncle Ray. They had left a note saying they would be back by 10:00 P.M. and that there was some leftover stake in the oven.

After eating the stake and doing his homework, Nick got ready for bed. "Man, I wish I could just quit school," said Nick taking off his shirt, "but Grandpa and Grandma would be disappointed. And I can't do that to them." Nick looked at his calendar and saw that tomorrow was the day of the fieldtrip. "Great, another chance for Erik to beat the hell out of me," said Nick as he got into bed. "Tomorrow is going to be like every other day. A living hell." But Nick had no idea that tomorrow was going to change his life forever.