Sa: HI EVERYONE! Haha…isa me again! I bet y'all are getting sick of seeing me eh? I'm EEEVVRRYYYWHEEEERRREEE! –grins maliciously and continues- this is a fic done between me (Sarah Tha Super Hobbit: Jedi Knight) and my friend Panda
Helga: heh…Mister Spidey is da shiz! Lets make a bonfire for him!
Sa: -eyes light up- fiiirrreee gooooood… -pulls out blowtorch- hehehehe
Shawna: why don't we all just congratulate him instead?
Sa & Helga: nah…no fun! –continue to coat a huge stack of wood with gasoline-
Shawna: oh no! not again! You two KNOW gasoline explodes! –goes and hides in Sa's flame-proof box- DISCLAIMER: Sa and Panda don't own any of the Spiderman characters etc
Sa: -runs into the door before opening it and popping head inside- HAYDEN IS MINE! –runs back over and helps Helga light the fire-
_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_Prologue_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_
Peter Parker tossed and turned in his bed. He just couldn't sleep. Images of his uncle, killed several months before, kept surfacing. He hadn't stopped the killer in time. He'd had the chance…and he had let it slip. It's all your fault, a nasty little voice in his head hissed, it's your fault he's dead.
"No…" Peter said aloud. It couldn't be his fault. He couldn't have known what would happen. So why did he feel so guilty?
Peter was so busy trying to end this internal war; he didn't notice the air in front of him begin to shimmer with a soft blue glow. He didn't even blink…not until a woman stood before him. His jaw dropped. She was the most beautiful creature he'd ever seen. Her long black hair cascaded down her back in soft waves, and her eyes were as bright as sapphires, framed in long dark lashes. Her brow was carefully arched as she looked at him. "You are troubled…" she said carefully, in a voice that resembled the waves meeting the shore. "Perhaps by your uncle's unfortunate passing?" Peter could only nod. "I can help you, Peter," she said softly.
"How?" he managed to croak.
"I am Ilusia, goddess of life…and if you are willing, I can give your uncle a second chance at life." She paused. "But, I can only do this if you do something for me."
"Anything…"
"You must surrender your gift. Decline your title of Spiderman, and I can use the power you posses to give your uncle life."
"Give up my powers?" Peter asked.
"Yes, Peter. Decide swiftly, my time here comes to a close." Peter did not hesitate, not even for a second.
"I'll do it. You can take my powers. Bring him back."
"You choose wisely, brave one. Now sleep. All is well." Suddenly, Peter could not keep his eyes open. As he drifted into a peaceful rest, he saw the soft blue glow flicker and fade. Ilusia was gone…
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Sa: hehehehehe! Mister spidey!
Helga: hehehehehe fiireee
Shawna: -runs back to flame-proof box-
Sa: VALENTINES DAY SUX!!!!!!!!
Helga: CURSE IT TO THE UNDERWORLD!!!!!!!!!
Shawna: I like valentines day
Sa: AAAAAH! –runs away- SCARY PREP!!!!!!