Ace Acme Insurance Group & Their Superhero Employee Shenanigans

CHAPTER 1:

Peter Parker had been at the lower income level of society, ever since he moved out of his Aunt May's middle income home, and established himself as his alter ego Spider-Man, he had been strapped for cash. Recently he had heard that Insurance Company's were hiring a certain sub-set of the population - Super Powered people, usually anti-heroes & villains, but they did not object to hiring heroes in need of a larger income.

It was up to him to either go undercover to put a stop to the practice or since Spider-Man was considered "a menace" embrace it and work for the corrupt industry. People who knew nothing about him naturally assumed he would have worked to "bring them down," but those individuals did not truly know him! He was tired of losing weight and tired of being so darn hungry all the flipping time.

With his accelerated healing rate, he burned through the fat in food faster than the average athlete, and he needed copious amounts to actually not starve himself to death. Hence the reason he so desperately wanted to be hired on at 'Ace Acme Insurance Group for Homeowners - Super & Non-Super Persons: Villains & Anti-Heroes Department' - They paid more if you had a Super Power and could, as one individual put it but swore they would deny in court, "Ramp up the damage to Property and the surrounding city while fighting!"

As Spider-Man he was known for his honesty, even though the newspapers called him 'The Red & Blue Menace' as of late, and this Insurance Company had leapt at the chance to have him work for them. They wanted him so badly that they even had housing, and so he had moved from his overpriced yet minuscule apartment in a dilapidated part of the city to this Modern High Rise that was Fully furnished and positively gorgeous!

His apartment was filled with comfortable red and black furniture, tasteful black and white photographs of New York City as well as Paris, modern stainless steel appliances in the kitchen, along with a black granite countertop that had shinning blue specs throughout, and two stainless steel prepping area's - one right beside the stove, and the other right off the vast double sink that overlooked his spacious, open floor-plan living room.

The living room had a wall of window-doors that can be pulled open to create an indoor/ outdoor room. It brought in the afternoon sun and the large sectional red couch was set against the opposite wall creating a comforting place to lounge, whether or not the doors were open or closed. It was true that room was apartment beige but behind the seating area, there was a distinctive charcoal grey accent wall.

Peter even had two bedrooms. A rather large master bedroom with an attached master bath that had a white soaking Jacuzzi tub, a walk-in white and grey marble shower that had one of those constantly flowing bronze showerhead's that ran cold water until you flipped a switch and it ran hot water from a modern tankless water heater.

The master bathroom had white porcelain double vanity sinks and bronze faucets. The guest bathroom had brushed nickel faucets and a single clear, blue glass sink that sat on the white and grey marble vanity top. The cabinet in that room was as small as it could be, only a couple of feet wide barely fitting in-between the toilet and small shower stall, and it was painted black, while the master bathroom vanity was stained black oak, and took up an entire wall to the left of the door.

Although the master bathroom is a quite spacious, the other bathroom is nearly the size of his master bedroom's walk-in closet. His master bathroom was painted a tasteful medium blue colour, and his guest's bathroom was a pale sage. They both had black and white photographs in black frames with white and cream matting. His master bathroom had pictures of Paris, and his smaller guest bathroom had a single picture of Spider-Man swinging through New York City, sort of as an in-joke to those who knew who he was inside and outside the mask.

Being Spider-Man he had one of the few Penthouses so he had roof access for his Superhero Activities. This also created a few problems because a few of his neighbours who happened to be mostly villains, apparently objected to the fact that he was a hero and was being housed here along-side them at all. After a few smashed candles on his deck and a cracked window in his kitchen, he had taken to locking his large window-doors, and all of the smaller ones that were accessible by any means from the rooftop patio.

He had just come back home after webbing up some guys he had caught committing a robbery at a jewellery store where the owner felt that he simply must show his gratitude by shoving a beautiful diamond necklace that looked to be worth over $10,000 at him "for your girlfriend". Then the man had winked before adding, "or maybe your future wife!"

After extracting himself from that personally embarrassing situation, he had placed the webbed up criminals in front of One Police Plaza with a note attached to their ring leader's chest stating plainly their crimes, along with a catellog of what they had stolen. Even though he had already returned the jewellery to the grateful store owner.

Following such a busy night all he wanted to do was sleep. So of course he could only to come home to discover one of the smaller side windows smashed in - the one that was between his kitchen, and living room area. His beautiful, dark black stained hardwood floor in that section of his home seemed to be just covered in shards of broken glass from what he could see, standing outside on his ceder deck and peering inside to his dining room.

Cautiously moving forward with a steel baseball bat he picked up from behind one of the large black marble planters that had miniature dwarf pink cherry blossom trees in bloom on his balcony. Spider-Man made his way forward by unlocking the door to the living room with the key he kept hidden in a fake outlet.

His swings with the bat could be deadly with his Super Strength! Not to mention his webbing, as well as the ability to tie up any criminal and send them to the Police Station. Confident he could deal with any possible break-in, he crept forward.

What he finds next is wholly unexpected.

Sitting on his own couch, he discovers a bloody, dead body!

AUTHORS NOTE:

This fanfiction will be Updated weekly.

For now, EVERY Saturday!

BETA: I wish to thank my Beta, RM.

She has been so very helpful!