This is a retelling of the origin of Spider-Man. Some of the characters have changed, and aspects have been morphed to suit a darker tone, and some things are completely altered from the original origins.

Chapter One: Spider

The bell went to indicate that Period 4 was over. Peter picked his bag up and walked towards the front of the class. His science teacher, Mr. Connors was handing out permission slips for an excursion to Oscorp which was only next week.
"Bring them in before Monday!" He called out to the class.
He stopped Peter.
"What is it, Professor?" Peter asked.
"Don't let that Flash kid push you around." Connors told him. "I saw what he was doing, you need to stand up for yourself."
He handed Peter a form and Peter walked out of the class. Peter brushed his hair out of his eyes. He needed a haircut, it was almost at his shoulders.
"Peter!"
Peter heard the familiar voice of his best friend since childhood, Gwen Stacey.
He turned and she came up to him. "We have Math next, come on."
Peter almost replied, but over Gwen's shoulder, he saw her ex-boyfriend, Harry Osborn storming this way.
"Parker!" He yelled. "Move, I need to speak to my girl!"
Peter sighed. He pushed Peter back and grabbed Gwen's arm. "Where've you been?"
He sounded angry. Very angry.
"We broke up, get over it. Come on Peter." Gwen tried to move, but Harry gripped even tighter and she winced.
Peter stepped in between her and him. He let go.
"Maybe you should leave her alone, Harry." Peter's voice trembled with fear.
Harry pushed him back and he fell. Peter grazed his elbow.
Peter got up straight away. Harry came for him, but Gwen intercepted.
"I'll come with you! Just don't touch Peter." She lowered her voice when she said 'Don't touch Peter'. Peter fixed his glasses and slung his bag over his shoulder. He watched him walk with Gwen up the hall. Flash Thompson and Harry's other friends followed them.
Peter felt rage bottle up inside him even more.
"It sucks doesn't it?" Someone behind Peter said.
Peter turned. Charles Weiderman. He was in the year above Peter, like Harry, but he was smaller and picked on more. Peter had heard that his Dad also beat him.
"Charles?" Peter asked.
"Yeah." He was crying.
"What's wrong?" Peter asked.
He looked up. His eye was swollen and purple. Peter's eyes widened behind his spectacles.
"What…happened?" Peter asked. He moved closer to Charles.
"Flash hit me because I tried to stand up for myself. Word of advice, don't stand up for yourself." Charles told him.
"Do you wanna go to the nurse? I can take you." Peter told him.
"Yeah, thanks." Charles tried to smile.
Peter turned around and Harry stood there.
"She left me because of you." Harry told him.
"She left you because you're…" Peter didn't finish. He didn't want what happened to Charles to happen to him.
"I'm a what?" Harry asked. "I'M A WHAT PARKER?!"
The bell went, but everyone ignored it.
Harry rushed forward and grabbed Peter. His other friends helped him.
"Let me go!" Peter screamed. He tried to get out of their grip, but they were too strong. Peter realised Flash wasn't here.
The boys dragged him to the school pool and tossed his bag into it. He had all his papers in that. And his phone.
Harry had two of his friends pin Peter's arms down. Harry pushed Peter's head under the water. His glasses fell off and floated to the bottom of the pool. He couldn't hold his breath much longer. He opened his mouth to scream, but there was no one to hear him, and no air to breathe. He shook his body violently in an attempt to shake them off. They finally pulled his head up. They were all laughing, all of them but Flash. He stood there looking at Peter, his face straight, unemotional.
Peter's head was suddenly back under the water. He heard screaming from out of the water, but it was muffled. Peter realised, other than being drowned, he was cold. Really, really cold. He was shivering, and shaking his body at the same time. His head came back up and he saw Gwen trying to tear Harry off Peter. Harry said something along the lines of "This is what you get," to Gwen, but Peter couldn't hear. One of Harry's friends held Gwen back while Harry forced Peter's head down under again.
Peter finally felt Harry's hand come off Peter's head, and his arms were let go.
Peter came out of the water and looked at what had happened. Flash had got them to stop. He was arguing with Harry, but eventually, Harry and his friends wondered off. He sneered at Gwen on his way. Gwen ran over to Peter, who was now crouching on the ground, shivering. He was freezing. Shirt and coat were drenched. His hair stuck to his skin like webbing. Flash came over and handed Peter his football jacket.
"Keep it, I have another one." Flash walked off. Peter watched him walk away. 'Maybe he isn't like the others' Peter thought.
Gwen wrapped the jacket around Peter.
"Are you okay?" She asked.
"N-No." Peter's teeth clattered.
Charles was suddenly beside Peter.
"They've never done something like this before," He said.
"I-I-I know." Peter got up and looked at Gwen. She was terrified.
And quite frankly, so was Peter.

Peter had a hot shower. He decided not to tell Aunt May and Uncle Ben about almost being drowned to death. Gwen would no doubt tell them though. Knowing her, they probably already knew since Gwen was here. She told Peter that she wouldn't leave him alone until she knew he didn't have hypothermia 'or something like that'.
Peter dried himself and walked back to his room. He was about to remove his towel, but Gwen was sitting on his bed.
"I have to get changed," Peter told her.
"Yeah, go ahead." She looked out Peter's window.
"Can you give me some privacy?" He laughed.
"I won't look." She said.
He closed his door and turned away from Gwen. He removed his towel and tried to get his underwear on quickly. He did in almost two seconds flat.
He dressed in warm clothes and sat next to Gwen. She rested her head on his shoulder.
"I don't know what I saw in that creep. Apart from his good looks." Gwen broke the silence.
"Quite frankly, I didn't know what you saw in him either." Peter pulled up the covers over them, although they were sitting up.
"Are you going on that excursion?" Gwen changed the subject.
"I'll be right back." He smiled and took his sheet off his desk. He jogged downstairs and into the lounge room.
"Peter! Are you alright? Those boys didn't hurt you too much did they!?" Aunt May walked speedily over to him and hugged him.
"I'm fine, Uncle Ben, can you sign this, Aunt May is preoccupied with…me." He laughed and handed him the note, while being hugged by Aunt May.
Uncle Ben took the note and smiled. "Finally, something you would enjoy. Not an athletics or a zoo excursion. He signed it and handed it to Peter. "There you go kid,"
"Thanks." He detached Aunt May and explained that he was okay to them.
"Peter, we've decided to go into the school on Friday next week." Uncle Ben told him.
"No, no, no. That'll make it worse. The boys will do worse things to me." He told them.
"We're going before school hours so they will never find out." Aunt May added.
"But," Peter started.
Uncle Ben raised his hand. "We're going, and that's final."
Peter sighed and got up. "Thanks for signing the note."
He stomped upstairs.

Friday morning the following week…

After and excruciatingly boring week of school, Peter found himself in the front office as a result of his Uncle and Aunt having to see the school. He had been sitting here for half an hour and had missed most of P.E. which was good for him, because he hated P.E.
"What are you waiting for?" Peter heard, but barely, since his earpiece was in, and he was listening to music.
He removed them and looked at the girl who said it. His mouth dropped, but he closed it straight away. A breath taking, red headed girl sat next to him.
"I'm uh, here because I, I'm Peter." He held a hand out for a hand shake.
She giggled. "Mary Jane, but you can call me MJ."
Peter smiled. "Are you new?"
"Yeah, only got here a minute ago. But you were too busy listening to music." She laughed. "You were singing."
He buried his head in his hands. The first attractive girl (apart from Gwen) he had talked to without being almost killed by Harry or Flash, he had screwed it up.
"I feel so embarrassed." He looked up and she was laughing.
"It was funny. Do you mind if I hang out with you at break and that excursion thingy, I have no friends yet, apart from you" MJ asked.
He blushed. "Um sure. I don't have a lot of…I mean I do just not at this school."
"A lot of what? Friends? It's okay, I get it. I wasn't popular until I got pretty. Says a lot." MJ told him.
"Are you saying I'm not pretty?" Peter asked. He didn't mean it to be a joke, but she laughed at him and told him he was funny.
Maybe things were finally going to turn around for him.

Oscorp…

"Are they ready, Raxton?" Norman asked.
"The performance enhancers are indeed functional sir, but the suit isn't quite. Give us a week." Dr. Raxton replied.
"Excellent." Norman laughed.
"I believe the Midtown High Students are here sir, but your son does not seem to be among them." Raxton told him. He had the security cameras live.
"He is suspended again. He tried to drown a boy at school." Norman's face became twisted.
Raxton sighed. "Shall I go and introduce them, show them around a bit and bring them to you sir?"
"That would be good." Norman Osborn adjusted his tie and left the room. Raxton pulled on his white lab coat and followed him.

"Hello students of Midtown High! I am Doctor. Mark Raxton from the technology department. I am going to be your guide today. Now if you will follow me," Raxton ushered them to the next room.
"Welcome to the lab where we keep the spiders!" He told them.
The place was huge. Scientists were everywhere, scurrying around.
Peter couldn't help it but to have a massive smile on his face.
"Amazing," Gwen laughed.
"I know right," Peter commented.
"I mean, amazing how someone can get so excited by a big science room thing." Gwen replied.
"Look at all this, it's amazing!" He pulled her in closer with one arm and mushed his right cheek into her left. He used his free arm to wave around in front of them.
"This is the future," He whispered.
She pulled away, laughing.
Peter and MJ both laughed.
"Spiders?" Charles suddenly appeared, asking.
"Fifteen genetically enhanced spiders. We injected them with performance enhancers, increasing their speed, strength and awareness." Raxton explained.
"Fourteen!" A scientist came up behind Raxton, resting his hand on Raxton's shoulder.
"Everyone, this is Dr. Maxwell Dillon. He does work in both biology and technology. He helped design the spiders." Raxton told the class.
"There were originally fifteen, but one of them was taken away for further testing. It was better than the rest, took the performance enhancers to a level the other spiders just couldn't." Max explained.
"Where is it now?" Another student asked.
"It's in our biology lab a few levels up. Unfortunately, we cannot allow students to go up there." Max told them.
"Now if you'll follow Raxton, he'll take you to the spiders!" Max dismissed himself.
"I have to pee," Peter whispered to Gwen.
"Okay," Gwen replied.
Peter snuck off and walked up to the teacher.
"Sir, can I go to the toilet?" He asked.
"Let me ask someone where you may find it." He turned and asked a woman.
"Go up that elevator to floor 9. They are to the left of the elevator doors when it arrives." She smiled and walked off.
"Thanks," Peter walked into the elevator and the doors shut.

Peter turned the tap on and started washing his hands. A door opened to his right. He looked and saw none other than Harry Osborn strolling towards him.
"You told on me? No wait…you got your parents to tell on me?" Harry picked him up by the shirt and pinned him to the wall. He laughed. "Wait…your parents are dead. I mean your Aunt and Uncle."
Peter tried to break free, but he couldn't, so he swung his airborne left leg into Harry's crotch and he dropped Peter. He held his crotch and Peter started to run out, but Harry kicked him in the back and he flew through the door into a trolley being pushed by a scientist. He toppled over the railing and down the stairs, the trolley with him. He got to the bottom and was in extreme pain. His arm felt broken. He was laying on his back, with smashed medical equipment all around him.
He looked up the stairs and the scientist was trembling. "Don't move."
Peter stayed still. "What is it?"
"Stay calm, I am going to slowly remove the spider from your body." He said.
Peter jumped in the air shaking his body. He felt something stinging on his left hand and looked down. The fifteenth genetically enhanced spider was sinking its fangs into Peter's skin. He screamed as he felt the venom run up his arm. The spider dropped to the ground, dead. Peter fell too, landing on his back. The last thing he saw before blacking out was the beautiful face of Mary Jane Watson.

Peter woke up in the hospital. To his right was his Uncle Ben and Gwen Stacey.
"Peter," Uncle Ben smiled and stood up.
"Uncle Ben," Peter tried to smile. "What happened?"
"A spider bit you." Uncle Ben replied. "They can't find the venom, they think it may have leaked from your skin."
Leaked from his skin? Peter knew that couldn't be true. He had felt it in his arm.
Gwen got up and Uncle Ben sat down. "You had me worried sick,"
He smiled. "I'm awake now."
She smiled and a tear left her eye. She brushed the hair from his face and kissed his forehead.
"I feel…woozy." Peter said.
"Probably the drugs," Uncle Ben said from behind Gwen.
"I think I'm gonna," Peter started, but he passed out.

Chapter Two: Webs
Coming within the next week