You might think being a super powered teenager with unlimited access to a secret government agency's weapon cache would be pretty amazing. And, I guess, some days it is. This is not one of those days.

But isn't that just another day in the life of Peter Parker? Aka your friendly neighborhood Spider-Man, put in a dilly of a pickle. Ugh, I sound like Aunt May now.

Anyway, it all started when the Goblin was attacking New York City. Again.

Reagan pressed her head against the window of the apartment. Face mushed against the glass, she squinted her eyes, titling her forehead to get just the right angle.

"Hey, I think I can see Spider-Man!" She pressed her finger against the glass.

"Your leaving a smudge." Kaitlyn, her friend, said softly.

Reagan didn't turn her attention from the glass. "Does that even matter? It's just an apartment showing..." Her eyes widened, as Spider-Man seemed to be coming closer. "It's not like you live here."

"Yeah, but..." Kaitlyn crossed her arms slightly, making a concerned expression at Reagan's back. "Someone's going to have to clean it-"

She was cut off by Reagan jumping back from the window as a red and blue blur flashed by it, followed shortly by something green, moving inhumanly fast. "WOAH! Did you see that!? I bet Spidey's fighting the Green Goblin!"

"Yeah, or the Hulk..." Kaitlyn moved back from Reagan and the window, afraid. "Or any number of green villains..."

"Nuh uh, no way, totally the Goblin." Reagan nodded, positive. "How could Hulk be flying, anyway?"

Kaitlyn sighed and started to walk out of the room. "Hulk's not really a villain, anyway."

That's when everything exploded.

Gobby threw one too many pumpkin bombs, and the next thing I know, a building's on fire!

"Sheesh, I'm not getting paid for this kinda collateral damage!" I narrowly dodged another bomb, before thinking better of it, and shooting some webbing out to catch the little bugger. Once the vegetable-shaped grenade was secured, I flung it up into the air, where it exploded spectacularly, but left the buildings unharmed. "Time to call in the big guns!

"Nova," I spoke into my SHIELD webshooter, which also had a handy communication link with the rest of my team. "We've got a building on fire, innocents inside. Dunno how many, but they need out."

Nova's voice buzzed in my ear. "I got it. I was already on it, geeze."

"White Tiger, Iron Fist, Power Man...crowd and damage control?"

"Yup."

"Uh huh."

"You got it, dude."

If I weren't wearing a mask, you would be seeing me roll my eyes at Iron Fist's response.

"I'm going to deal with the Goblin. He's not gonna set NYC on fire on my watch."

"Too late for that." Nova pointed out, voice dripping with sarcasm.

Reagan blinked as the world blurred and burned around her. She sat up slowly, realizing she was laying on a pile of rubble.

"Wha-" she pulled her glasses off, trying to clean them on her shirt, but then realizing her shirt was charred. The building was on fire. And she was stuck.

She shot up, feeling light headed and faint. "Kaitlyn?" She looked around for her friend. "Kaitlyn?!" She stepped towards where the door had been, but a blaze roared up in the doorway, causing her to trip back into the rubble where she had woken up.

Reagan covered her face and took a deep breath before brushing her hair out of her eyes. She moved towards the edge of the building; the wall where the window had been was gone, probably now the pile of bricks that she had been on top of. She peaked her head out of the building, with the road some 20 stories down, and maybe five stories above, Spider-Man was dodging the Goblin's bombs and blows. She watched, vaguely stunned and unsure what she could do. She was stuck. She had to try and get out!

Then she heard a voice from behind her: "Too late for that."

She spun around, pressed against the edge of the caved in wall. "T-too late for what?"

In front of her, it seemed like he had just come through the flaming doorway, was a glowing blue figure, clad in black, with gold trim and a large red star on his helmet. It was a superhero. It was Nova. It was Nova!

"Well," his mouth turned down slightly. "I didn't mean for you to hear that bit, but...it's not too late for you?" He smirked slightly, "I'm here to save you!"

Reagan thought she might pass out again.