Day 1: Calling All Villains
Sunday: 11:30 AM: Somewhere in Brooklyn NY
It was a late Saturday night, and Doctor Octopus had just came home after braking out of jail. Again. Jeez, you'd think that they'd learn by now that he cannot be contained. Not until his goal was met— to destroy Spider-Man. Really, this was like, the third time this week he was sent to jail thanks to that wall-crawler. He wanted revenge. No, he needed revenge. His ego could no longer take being beaten by a child! It was obvious by Spider-Man's voice that the web-head was nothing more then a kid just barley starting puberty! Just that thought alone made Octavius angry all over again. No, not angry, but just plain pissed-off! And the fact that now he had back-up didn't help ether. Seriously, when did Spider-Man get a team of teeny-boppers! It just wasn't fair! If he had his own super-powered team, he was sure he could—
Oooh.
And that's when he got to thinking.
"I've got it!" He exclaimed, jumping out of his thinking-chair. Just then, foot steps could be heard running down a flight of stairs. His door was swung open, reviling a short, heavy-set, old women.
"Otto!" The old women exclaimed, "Are you alright? I thought I heard some one yell!"
It was then Octavius noticed that the women had a broom.
"Mother!" The man wined, "What have I told you about you just barging into my secret lair!"
The old women smirked, "Your what? Honey, this is a basement. A basement in my house, in which you live." She crossed her arms, "Anyway, what are you doing up so late in the night?"
The villain resisted the urge to roll his eyes. Not that she'd noticed. He was wearing goggles after all.
"Well, ma, if you must know," He adjusted said goggles, "I was just coming up with a plain to get rid of Spider-Man."
Now the old women rolled her eyes, "Again with the spider nonsense." She mumbled, "When are you going to quite all this crazy villain crap, and get a real job, so you could move the hell out of my basement!" She snapped, swatting her son over the head with her broom, "And when are you goin' ta get yourself married! No women wants to marry a man who still lives in his mother's basement!" She swatted again, but Doctor Octopus grabbed the broom with his robotic tentacles.
"Let's cross that bridge when we get to it ma." He sighed. "Besides, I have a plan, and I really think it's going to work!"
"Oh yeah." The women replied sarcastically, "Just like all your other plains, right?"
The man clenched and unclenched his fist, "No ma! This one is different!"
"Alright," The women put up her hands in mock defeat, sitting herself on the couch, and resting her aching feet on the table, "Go on, I'm listening."
Doctor Octopus sighed, and took a deep breath, and counted to four in his head. Once he was sure that he would not strangle the women who gave birth to him (and who pays the rent), he told her his plan.
"Okay, so, we all see that Spider-Man now has this team of super-powered teens, right?"
He only got a grunt in responds.
"...Right, so, I got to thinking," He began to pace, hands and robotic tentacles folded behind his back, "What if I—Doctor Octopus!— put together a group of super-powered babies, and raise them to be killing machines! Then, once they are ready, we will charge in, and kill Spider-Man and his Amazing Friends!" He began to laugh evil-y (?), "It's brilliant! Ow!"
His laughing was cut short when his mother hit him over the head with her broom, "Idiot. That is your plan!?" She hit him again, "What is wrong with you?"
"Ow!" Octavius wined, "Stop ma! That hurts!" He rubbed his sore head.
"I have a better plan," She smirked, folding her arms.
"Does this have anything to do with you setting me up on another blind date?" He asked, "'Cuz, if it is—"
"No, idiot. I was thinking—"
"That's not a good sign."
"—Maybe it'll be a better idea if—instead of raising a bunch of super-powered children—maybe you could get together a team of villains, and defeat this 'Spider-Man' together."
Octavius scoffed, "Oh please ma! That'll never—" He paused, "Wait! I've got it!" He began to pace again, "Instead of waiting years to raise children, why don't I just gather a team of super villains, and destroy Spider-Man together!" He rose his hands in the air for effect, "It's brilliant!" He laughed like the the evil genus he (thought) he was.
His mother faced palmed. In all truth, the only reason she helped her son with this plan was because she was tired of him always being so busy dealing with Spider-Man. She just wanted her son to get a real job, move out of her house, and get married so she could finally have some grand-kids. Was that so hard to ask?
Sunday 11:45 AM: Doc Oc's Basement Lair
Doctor Octopus wasted no time in collecting villains for his evil plan. Once he put out his mother, (after convincing her to bring him a sandwich and cookies first) he sat down on his pull out bed, his old fashioned cord phone and Phone Book of Villains at hand. Opening the book on a random page, he dialed the first number he saw.
"Hello?" Answered an accented voice.
"Hay, is this Doctor Doom?" Asked Doctor Octopus, his mouth full of chocolate-chip cookies.
"Who dears to wake the smart and magnificent, the mighty Doctor DOOM!" As he spoke these words, Oc could make out thunder in the background.
"Uh, me? Doctor Octopus?" His voice went up, making it sound more like a question.
"Never 'eared of you." He said flatly.
"Wait! No, don't hang up! I was just wondering, if, you know—your not doing anything later—maybe we could get together and—"
"Wait! Hold on, hold de phone!" Doctor Doom sounded disgusted, "Just who do you think this is! I am DOOM! Doom only has his heart for one women, and one women only!" Now, clearing his throat, and more quietly, "Plus, I'm straight."
It took Doctor Octopus a while to put two and two together, "What! Ew, no, did you think I was asking you out!" He resisted the urge to gag, "No! I was just calling to ask if you wanted to join me in destroying Spider-Man!"
"Oh." Silence, then, "Well, this is awkward." Another cough was heard, "Well, Doom vould love to... But I must stay focused on the Fantastic Four! AND DISTROY REED RICHERDS! And marry Susan Storm. AND DISTROY REED RICHERDS!" He took in a deep breath, "Doom must go now. Doom was in the middle of braking into the Baxter Building—I mean sleeping! YES! THAT IS WHAT DOOM WAS DOING! DOOOOOOOOM!" And with that, he hung up.
"Oooookay." Octavius mumbled, "That was... odd."
He flipped through more pages, and dialed another number.
"Hello?" Answered a groggy voice.
"Yes, is this..." Doc Oc looked to the yellow pages, "... The Lizard?"
"Um... what?" The man sounded confused.
"The Lizard? Ya know, the guy who transforms into a crazy lizard... thing? Look, I was wondering if you wanted to destroy Spider-Man with me?"
"What?" The man now sounded even more confused.
"You know, destroy, eliminate, kill! Jeez man, aren't you a scientist?" Doctor Octopus rolled his eyes.
"Look man, I have nothing against Spider-Man. Besides, the... Lizard is long gone." The man sighed as though he was fighting back awful memories, "Now, leave me alone, or I'll call the cops."
Click.
"Did he just hang up on me?"Octavius scoffed. He took in a deep breath, Note to self, He thought, find Lizard ... buy him a dictionary... and eliminate him!
Flipping the pages some more, he called another number.
"Hello?" Answered a voice.
"Yes, Green Goblin?"
"Yes, the one and only. Now, what do you want?"
"I'm a go straight to the point; you...me...team-up...destroy Spider-Man."
"Hmm, let me think... no." Green Goblin answered flatly.
"Why not!" Doctor Octopus whined like a seven-year-old girl.
"Because I—The Green Goblin—work alone! And only I am allowed to kill Spider-Man! Me and me alone!" He cackled like the mad man that he was, "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to make my son a lunch for sch—I mean, throw someone off a bridge! Yeeeeesssss, that's it..."
Click.
Doctor Octopus sighed. At this rate, he was getting no where. He looked over at his clock. 12:01.
This, He thought, Is going to be a long day.
Monday, 7:36 AM: Midtown High
Peter Parker—Aka, Spider-Man—was not happy. Sure, just this morning before school he had to deal with the Rhino robbing a bank. (You'd think that in a city full of superheros, bad guys would be smart enough to rob a bank somewhere else. Like Texas. There are no superheros in Texas, right? Russia maybe?)
Because of that, he was late to school. On top of that, his Aunt May thought it'd be a good idea to drop off his forgotten homework, and flirt with his Principal. Then Flash Thompson decided to bully Peter into giving him his lunch money. Again. Now, hear he was, making his way to his locker, when he sees Sam flirting with his friend, Mary-Jane Watson. Not cool.
Okay, sure. Maybe he didn't have any romantic feelings for MJ, and they were "Just Friend" (Or, so he kept telling himself). And yeah, as a "friend" he had no right to be jealous. Nope. He wasn't jealous. Not at all.
His ears picked up the sound of Mary-Jane's laughter as Sam slipped an arm around her shoulder. Nope. He still wont admit that he's jealous. Noway nohow.
Sam looked over and caught Peter's eyes. He smirked, lowering his face next to MJ's ear, and whispered something earning him another giggle, a playful swat to the shoulder, and a, "Oh, stop it!" from Mary-Jane.
Okay. Maybe Peter Parker was a little jealous. But not for that reason. No, he was jealous because his enemy/rival/frienemy(?) was getting along with his best-friend-since-kindergarten. Who so happened to be a girl. Who also just so happened to be his first kiss. Go figure.
"Oh! Peter!" Mary-Jane's voice pulled him out of his brooding. "Come over hear, I wanna tell you something." She waved him over.
He couldn't help but smile. The red-head just had that effect on him. Walking over to his locker he saw MJ waving her iPhone.
"Quick!" She squealed, "Go on line and type in The MJ Scoop!"
Giving her a questioning look, Peter pulled out his phone and did what he was told. A website popped up with pictures of Spider-Man fighting crooks.
"Isn't it cool!" Mary-Jane squealed again, jumping up and down, "It's my vary own website were I post my own articles. Kinda like a web-magazine! A webazine, if you will." She smiled to herself, "Sam helped me out. I know next to nothing about making my own website."
"It was no problem." Sam waved away the complement. "I enjoyed helping you."
"But still." Mary-Jane flashed him a smile, "Thank you."
And with that, she grabbed her math book, closed her locker, and skipped on her marry way. Both teenage boys watched after her as she bounced away—as if in some kind of daze, or trance. Finally, Sam was the first one to brake out of it, lips twitching into a smirk.
"You're so jealous." He stated matter-of-factly.
Peter scoffed, "Please, of what?"
"Me and MJ." Sam stated flatly.
Peter rolled his eyes as he pulled out his text books for his next class out of his locker. "Whatever." He mumbled under his breath.
"Oh yeah?" Sam leaned against the locker, slamming Peter's shut. Had his hand been in their a moment longer, Peter would have lost it. "Well, are you jealous of the fact that I've been going over to her house almost every night to help her out with her site?" He taunted.
Peter just ignored him as best he could as he walked to his next class. In all fairness, he could have rubbed in the fact that he has spent the night at Mary-Jane's house multiple times in the past. Of course, this was usually to do homework, and both teens would fall asleep where ever they were laying at the time. Then, when they were in elementary school, when ever MJ's Aunt Anna had to work late or something, Mary-Jane was at his house playing video games till bedtime. Then the two would sleep together in his Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles covered bed. Of course, after fifth grade, these sleep overs became less and less, but still. The point was, Peter has spent a lot more time with Mary-Jane in comparisons to Sam's once-every-other-week.
True, Peter could have told all of this to Bucket Head if he really wanted to, but what was the point? He and Mary-Jane were just friends, and it'll be awkward if they ever started dating... Whoa, where did that thought come from? Dating? He and MJ? No, no, no.
"You okay Pete?" A familiar voice asked from behind, causing Peter to jump.
Damn you spidy-sense, He thought. Where was the warning?
"Hay Harry!" He turned to face his other best friend. "What's up?"
"Oh, nothin' much..." Harry shrugged.
The two best friends made their way down the hallway to their next class while Harry talked on about his rich-people-problems, Peter only half listening.
This, He thought, Is going to be a long day.
Monday, 10:55 AM; Doc. Oc's Basement Lair
"I call this meeting to order!" Called Doctor Octopus.
There, sitting at a long old dinner table sat in the laundry room meeting room, were Sandman, Vulture, Electro, Karven the Hunter, and Mysterio. These were the only villains who had nothing better to do, or were just out of jail. Of course, Doctor Octopus was aiming for more... powerful villains, but, whatever. Beggars can't be choosers.
"You are all probably wondering why I summoned you all hear."
"Not really." Quipped Electro.
"I'm just hear for the cookies." Vulture chimed.
"My mom payed me fifty bucks to get out the house and make some friends." Said Mysterio.
"You said we could kill stuff!" Cried Karven.
"Yes..." Dr. Octopus mentally face palmed. "Well, I called you all hear to—"
"When do we get cookies!" Demanded Vulture.
"Sit down and you'll get your damn cookies!" Dr. Octopus shouted back. Taking a breath and counting to four in his head, he continued, "Now, as I was saying; I called you all hear to work together and kill Spider-Man!"
That caught everyone's attention.
"So..." Electro gave Dr. Octopus a questioning look, "What's the plan?"
"Um..." Dr. Octopus hadn't thought that far.
"You don't have one do you?" Asked Vulture.
"Oh!" Sandman raised his hand as if he were in grade school, "What are we going to call ourselves!?"
"Uh..."
"How about Electro and the Electrics!"
"No!" Karven jumped to his feet, hands slamming on the table, causing it to dent, "We shell call ourselves the X-Men!" He shouted.
"Isn't that name already taken?" Asked Vulture.
"SILANCE!" Dr. Octopus yelled, now officially annoyed. He rubbed his fingers on his temples, already feeling an oncoming head ache. Great. "It doesn't matter what we are called! The point is, we have to kill Spider-Man!"
"And just how do we do that?" Asked Mysterio.
"I don't know!" Dr. Octopus shouted, "I brought you hear, must I really do everything?!" He slumped back in his chair and pouted like a seven-year-old who's mommy just took away his video games.
The room was silent as everyone was in thought on how to get rid of their enemy. They all came up with one, but every plan was different of course. Which only led to a huge argument on who's plan was the best. So, Sandman—shockingly enough—came up with a compromise.
"Okay, so we all do our plans separate!" He announced.
Dr. Octopus faced palmed.
"Great idea Sandman!" Chimed Electro.
"Wha—" Octavius looked up in confusion.
"Who ever kills Spider-Man first wins!" Cried Karven.
"No—"
"You're on!" The Vulture agreed.
"But—"
"Meeting adjourned!" Announced Mysterio.
"Huh—"
But it was too late. Before Dr. Octopus could say anything else, the villains ran off to do their own thing. He might not have had one, but this definitely wasnot his plan! What was the point in getting all these villains together to fight in the first place if they were only going to run off alone?
Octavius sighed. Well, he thought,This can only lead to bad things.
Monday, 3:52 PM: Starbucks Coffee Shop
Betty Brant was standing in line waiting for her turn to order. Her mind drifted to Peter Parker. He was adorable with his light blue eyes and silky brown hair. Yet, their was something mysterious about him. But at the same time he seemed safe, an odd combination, but true.
To say that Betty was obsessed with Peter, would be like saying that World War II was just a small fight for playground rights. Yeah, it was like that.
It had gotten to the point where Betty made a Peter Parker shrine in her locker. She even managed to still a lock if his hair. When she became rich, she'd clone him. At least, that was her plan.
Now, the only thing Betty did not like about Parker, was his choice in friends. How she hated seeing him with Ava and Mary-Jane. But mostly, the later. Oh, she couldn't stand the way the two of them were just so... close! It irked her to the high heavens. She wanted to be as close to Peter like that too. It just wasn't fair.
Betty sighed. Of course, some of this was her fault. She's never really spoken more then three words to Parker. She was too busy watching him from afar. It wasn't her fault she was so shy. She just wished that one day, Peter would come riding in on a bike ('cuz a motorcycle or a car will ruin the environment, and the o-zone, duh!). He'll look over and spot her reading a book under a tree at a park. She'll look up, and their eyes will meet. He'll ride over and say, "Betty! I was a fool! A fool!" He'll jump off his bike, not even bothering with the kick-stand, letting it fall in the grass. He'll get on his knees, and hold her hands in his.
"What are ya talkin' about?" Betty will question. (And, for some odd reason, in a southern accent.)
"Shh..." He'll place his finger to her lips to silence her, "Betty, I should have seen it from the start, but I was too blind to see! I was under a spell thanks to those evil witches—Ava and Mary-Jane!"
Betty gasped, placing her hand to her chest, "No!"
"Yes." Peter lifted her chin, "But, now that the spell is broken, I can see everything clearly now."
Without another word, Peter stood to his feet, and pulled Betty up bridle-style. He rested his forehead atop hers, "Baby," He whispered, "Will you marry me?"
Betty gasped, holding the back of her hand to her forehead, "Yes! Ah will marry you!"
Then, his lips captured hers in a sweet, passionate—
"Uh, miss? Your order's ready."
Betty was snapped back into reality. She was leaning foreword on the counter, her eyes were closed, and her lips puckered like a fish. Slowly, she opened one eye.
"Oh, uh," She grabbed the tray of coffee, face blazing, "T-thanks!"
And, after leaving a tip, she went on her not-so-marry way. Betty was an intern at The Daily Bugle. Which meant that her boss was the infamous, J. Jonah Jameson. Which was why she was in such a hurry to get to his office with his coffee. She just couldn't lose this internship. Her dream was to become a huge international TV host, and be richer then Opera. And of course the Scarlet She-Devil (Mary Jane!) was so close to stilling her chance. Her job! Not only did she have to steal her man, (Because Peter and Betty were a thing in Betty's twisted mind.) But now she had to still her job too? So not Cool!
Just then, the ground began to rumble, and the city lights flickered.
Earthquake? Ohmigod! Betty garbed a light poll, dropping the coffee—Nooooo! Not the coffee!—And sank to her knees. Just then a man dressed in a tacky green and yellow suit appeared out of nowhere, arms out stretched as electricity flew into him.
"I need a hostage." He mumbled to himself, as he scanned the screaming people, eyes finally landing on Betty. A Grinch like smile slowly arose across his face. "You'll be perfect."
For some odd reason, Betty couldn't move. It was almost like her brain said run, but her legs didn't listen. Instead, only three words could be heard in her mind.
Oh, well... Crap.
Monday, 4:22 AM: Time Square
Mary Jane Watson was making her way around town. She wasn't really up to anything, just aimlessly wondering around town hoping to catch a story for her web site. Maybe even see Spider-Man in action. She smiled at that thought. It would be nice to see Spider Man again. She enjoyed herself the last time they were together, and she just loved the way it felt to be held in his arms while he flew across the city.
Just then, static appeared across the jumbo screen, interrupting J. Jonah Jameson's "Spider Man is a menace to our society" Speech, in place for a costumed man standing in front of a electrical antenna.
"Hello people of New York!" The man announced, "You may all know me as..." He paused dramatically, "Electro!"
The citizens of New York gasped.
"Yeah, anyway," It was hard to tell, but Mary Jane was sure he was rolling his eyes, "Spider Man! I'm calling you out!" His face got close up to the camera, New York getting a shot of some ugly nose hairs. Gross!
"I challenge you to a fight! Meet me at the NY power plant, or this lovely young lady..." Just then, the camera shot up and a view of the sky was seen.
"Uh, Deadpool, what are you doing?" Electro was heard in the background.
"Have you ever wondered why the sky is blue?" A voice responded.
"Get a shot of the girl you idiot!"
"I mean, why not pink? Or Purple? Red maybe? Oooh! How about Green! That'll be pretty cool—"
"The girl! Get a shot of the girl!" Electro yelled, irritated.
"Who? Oh, oh. Right, sorry."
The view was blurry at first, but then it zoomed in to show a tied-up Betty Brent—whom Mary Jane recognized from school—inside a giant antenna. The shot then switched back to Electro.
"If you want to see this girl alive, you fight me! Electro, out!" And with that, the screen went back to static.
Mary Jane wasted no time as she grabbed her phone and hopped on a random bike. Hopefully, no one would miss it. At lest not too much.
Kicking off the kickstand, and pedaling as fast as her feet could take her, she pressed record on her cell, recording with one hand, and steering with the other.
"Hello, this is Mary Jane Watson with the major scoop," She put on her best anchor women voice as she could muster, "Spider Man has just been challenged by a man who calls himself 'Electro' who has also kidnapped a high school student of Midtown High known as Betty Brent." Mary Jane almost fell off her bike when she made a sharp turn, nearly dropping her phone in the process.
"I'll edit that out." She said, making yet another sharp turn.
*.*.*
Spiderman—aka, Peter Parker—was riding to the electrical plant on his Spidy-motorcycle. Did he mention this thing was awesome?
Peter Parker was at home watching the newest Batman movie on TV when it went static. His first thoughts were, Why can't the President interrupt when something people actually don't watch is on... like, The View or something.
Then, his next thoughts were, Oh, well... crap.
So, that's how he found himself out hear, driving on the side of a building to save... a girl. Seriously, who was that? She looked so familiar, but for the life of him, he couldn't remember who she was. He shrugged it off. Oh well. It'll come to him.
Within moments, Spider-man made it to the power plant. Right there, standing in his cheesy green and yellow suit stood Electro.
"So, we meet again Spider-man" Said the villain.
"Yeah, nice to see you too Star Fish Face." Spider-man mocked from his motorcycle.
"It's Electro you little punk!" The masked man roared, stomping his foot like a child.
Right as the Spidy-cycle landed in on the power plant, his team jumped from out of no where.
"Thought you could use our help." Said White Tiger.
"Wait, where did you—never mind." Spider-man turned back to Electo.
The electrical villain looked shocked for a moment, then regained his composure. "I see you have your own little team." He chuckled, "Well, it doesn't matter how many of you their are! You'll never defeat me!" Elector stretched out his hands, and electricity came flying into him. He charged up his hand, and shot a giant bolt toward the teen heroes, which they dodged. But just barely. Luck Cage—aka, Power Man—made the first move, running with his fist cocked back ready to sock Electro in the jaw. Electro saw him from the corner of his eye, and grabbed the young teen by his fist, and sent a strong voltage of electricity through the young man's body. Power Man was pushed aside by Electro as he was now dodging blast from Nova. While distracted, Iron Fist charged at his opponent, his fist glowing with chi energy. At this moment, White Tiger was also charging for Electo. Unfortunately, Electro saw this, and simply stepped to the side and the two heros slammed into each other, thus, successfully knocking each other unconscious. Spider-man face palmed.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the fence, stood Mary Jane Watson, video phone in hand, recording the entire encounter. She looked over and saw Betty still bound and gagged, dangling from the antenna. MJ zoomed in on her phone to see that the rope looked as if it were about to snap.
"Spider-man!" Mary Jane cried out without thinking.
Was that—
Before Spider-man could finish that thought, his Spidy-Senses began to tingle. Turning to see, he saw the rope that was holding up the girl snap, sending her falling.
"Nova!" Spider-man call, surprising even himself.
"I'm on it." Without another word, Nova flew off, catching Batty in his arms.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
"Alright Electro!" Cried out Spider-man, "You might as well give up. I beat you before, and I'll do it again!"
Electro laughed, "Ha! We'll just see about that!"
Just then, electricity flew in from everywhere, and the lights of the surrounding traffic lights, buildings and cars all began to flicker.
"Unbelievable!" Mary Jane exclaimed, "It looks like he's sucking power from the city!"
Electro brought out his hands, and shot electricity at Spider-man He was successful at dodging the first two, but was a little distracted when his eyes landed on MJ for the first time, thus, was successful of getting smacked in the gut, sending him flying in her direction.
"Spider-man!" Mary Jane cried out as she ran toward the fallen hero. She shrieked and dropped her phone when she saw her bike (well, not really her bike per se) come flying toward her. She ducked right before it could connect with her head. She crawled the rest of her way to Spider-man, eyes widening when she saw the burnt patch on his chest.
"Spider-man!" The red-head whisper-shouted, shaking him slightly. From the corner of her eye, she could see Electro coming toward them.
Oh crap.
Again, without thinking, Mary Jane jumped up and stood between Electro and the injured Spider-man
"Move aside little girl." Said the masked villain with a hint of annoyance in his voice.
"No!" She yelled back stubbornly.
"Uh..." Electro wasn't expecting that answer, "Please move?"
"Uh..." Mary Jane was now confused, "No?"
Electro then gave a long dramatic, over exaggerated sigh, "Fine." He rose up his hand, as it glowed a bright yellow, ready to strike, when Iron Fist came in and socked him in the jaw. It didn't knock him out, but it did daze him long enough for Power Man to throw Spider-man over his shoulder, and White Tiger to grabe Mary Jane by the wrist, and Mary Jane to grab her cell phone, and run the hell up out of there, while an Iron Fist and a Betty carrying Nova were not too far behind.
"How do we defeat a guy who absorbs electricity?" Huffed Power Man.
"Water!" Mary Jane exclaimed.
"We don't have time for that now!" Yelled Nova as he dodged an electrical bolt aimed at him.
"No!" Mary Jane snapped, pointing to something in the distance, "I mean water!"
Everyone followed to where her finger was pointing, and smiled in realization.
"Oooohh" Everyone sang in unison.
"Yeah..." Nova pouted, "Still don't get it."
*.*.*
After losing Electro, the teens ran and hid behind a dumpster behind a building, forming a plan. The team had told Betty that she could leave, but she refused. If Mary Perfect Jane could stay, why not her too?
When Spider-man woke-up, White Tiger informed him on the plan.
"But we'll need a distraction..." She ran her fingers across her chin.
"Leave that to me!" Mary Jane offered. Right before Spider-man could protest, MJ whipped out her cell phone, and ran out to the middle of the street facing where Electro was approaching.
"Hay dick-head!" She yelled, "Over hear!"
Electro asked no questions as he made his way to the red-head. The team, meanwhile, all got into position. Well, all but Spider-man He jumped and wall crawled on a building.
"Hay, wizz face!" He called to the villain, "Over hear, I'm the one ya want!"
Electro looked from the red-head, to Spider-man He shrugged, and went after the obvious choice.
"You go find a safe place to hide!" Spider-man yelled to MJ.
She nodded and did what she was told.
Meanwhile, Spider-man shot some webbing, and flung himself from building to building, a powered up Electro not too far behind him.
"When are you just going to give up?" Electro shot a yellow bolt at the teen hero.
"Funny," Spidy shot back sarcastically, "I was going to ask you the same thing."
Rather ungracefully, Spider-man landed at his destination.
"Ya know Electro, your not really all that bright, are ya?" Spider-man laughed at his own lame joke. "Good one." Mini him high fived.
"What're you going on about?" Electro yelled back, though, he honestly didn't care.
"I mean, you don't know a trap when you see one, huh?"
Spider-man received only a blank expression.
Meanwhile, the four superhero teens were atop the building that held the water tower. White Tiger used her electric claws to scratch an opening, and Nova quickly flew her out of the way of the on coming water. Iron Fist used his chi powered punches to get rid of the metel supporters, giving it a better angle.
Spider-man sensed the on coming water, and shot up a webbing, and flung himself out the way. Before Electro could think much of it, he looked up and saw the wave of water coming right toward him.
Electro said the only two words that came to his head.
"Oh poo."
And the water consumed him.
*.*.*
S.H.I.E.L.D was pretty fast on picking up Electro. They offered to take Betty home, but she wanted Nova to do it. (And that was only because Spider-man offered to take Mary Jane home.)
So, Nova was stuck with taking Betty home, while Spider-man got the pleasure of taking home Mary Jane. Karma anyone?
"That's me!" Mary Jane cried when her home came into her sight, tightening her arms around Spidy's neck, which only caused him to wince.
"Are you alright?" She asked, concern lingering on her voice.
"Huh?" Spider-man looked to her, as though braking out of deep thought, "Oh, nothing, just a little scratch."
Mary Jane arched a red eyebrow, "A little scratch? You were electrocuted!"
Spider-man landed perfectly on Mary Jane's balcony. He placed her on her feet, and waved away her concern, "Nah, I've had much worse then this. You just stay careful, 'kay?"
"Okay," She gave Spider-man one final hug. She then watched as he shot up a webbing, and flew into the air, swinging from house to house until he disappeared into the distance.