Sup guys, Lighting Wolf here back with another story, this one about Spiderman. Enjoy the 1060-word chapter. I don't own Spiderman. Marvel and a few others do.

(New York Saturday, Mark's Deli, 10 minutes before closing time)

"Ok, I'm only going to say this one more time, old man. Give us the cash or I'm going to lose my polite attitude."

The thug hissed as he aimed his handgun at the Deli's owner, 6 other thugs stood behind the man, all holding a gun or bat as the Deli owner held his hands over his head like a surrendering criminal would on tv.

"Ok, ok! I'm getting the money now, just don't shoot! This is my families' deli…."

The man started to say, the end of his voice trailing off before a burst of webbing hit the man in the chest, slamming and pinning him to the window like an oversized fly.

Another voice cut in as the thugs swept their weapons around, trying to find the source of the sound before it cut in.

"Geez, when I thought you guys were meatheads, I was just joking, fellas!"

A voice cut in once more with a laugh. Before any of the thugs could react, a stream of web lines wrapped around their guns and tore them out of their hands before the source of the voice dropped down.

The thugs instantly know who the guy trying to bust up their operation was as the man stood to his feet.

"It's the spider guy, kill him!"

The thug leader said before firing as the man leapt out of the way before lashing out with a kick that sent the man's pistol skidding across the tiled floor as stood up, the rest of the thugs too stunned to react.

"It's 'Spiderman, buddy, as in 'Friendly Neighborhood'?"

Spiderman said before one of the crooks finally regained enough of his wits to swing his baseball bat at the super hero as Spidey quickly ducked under it before punching the man hard enough to send him crashing through the window and out of the building with his buddy.

"Sorry, you have insurance, right?"

Spidey asked as he twisted to avoid another punch before kicking the man in the stomach, doubling him over before grabbing him and tossing him into the air before nailing him to the ceiling with a web shot.

"Stand still so we can squash you!"

One of the thugs yelled before Spidey turned and quickly kicked the man, sending the thug slamming into the wall where he slumped to the ground, unconscious.

Spidey dealt with the second to last thug by leaping into the air, planting his hands on the man's shoulders, and slamming him into the ground.

"You want to give up or you as boneheaded as the other meatheads?"

Spidey asked as the last man turned to flee before the Wall Crawler sighed and fired a web shot at the man' pinning him to the counter as Spidey glued him there with more webbing.

"You ok? I would have gotten here sooner, but this time of night? Getting around this city is a nightmare!"

Spidey joked as the man merely nodded before picking up the phone to call the police as Spiderman took that as a cue to leave as he leapt through the shattered window before firing a web line as he disappeared into the night.

'How much do I want to bet old JJ isn't going to try and spin that as me organizing that robbery? Least those meatheads are off the streets.'

Peter thought as he fired off another web line and swung into the night, he was 22, having just started college and yet school was the last thing on his mind.

'Been Spiderman for a while and yet old JJ is still trying to toss me into the fire…. Eh, wouldn't be normal if he didn't try and toss me under the bus.'

Peter said as he landed outside of his apartment and glanced around to make sure no one was around, seeing that he was alone, he opened the door to his room and quickly crawled inside before sighing.

"I just start college and all I have to show for it is a junky apartment."

Peter groaned under his breath, he changed out of his suit, hid it in his usual spot under his bed and changed to go to sleep as he could faintly hear the noise of a tv set above him as he layed down the sleep.

"And tomorrow will mark the 5th year of the super hero Spider Man's debut as a hero, tonight the hero stopped a robbery at just one of the Big Apple's local deli markets around the city. The owner's remark will be on in just a moment."

Peter heard before sleep overtook him.

(Next morning, Sunday, 11:07 Am.)

Peter awoke to the sound of the phone going to voice message.

"You have 10 new voice mails."

The answering machine said as Peter groaned before rolling himself out of bed and dragging himself over to his phone.

"Oh, lovely half of them are from the Jolly one himself…. 3 are from Aunt May…."

Peter said as he sighed and sat down in the chair next to him before pressing the button on the answering machine as it began to play the messages.

"Parker, where the hell are you, I need those new pictures of that wall crawling menace as soon as possible or you're be out of a job!"

Peter rolled his eyes upon hearing the voice of J. Jonah Jameson, he could guess that the other two messages probably repeated the same thing in case he deleted the first one.

'Oh, do I hate being right sometimes…'

Peter thought as he was rewarded for his correct guess by the sound of the two messages barking the same message at him.

'Just another Sunday…'

Author notes

Ok, I know this first chapter was short and wasn't the best. The next chapter will be better, first chapters aren't my best. Also 2 things.

Peter is older in this story to make him more experienced, some villains he's already faced, some he hasn't.

This story has a different version of Spidey, he won't be 100% like any one version of Spidey.

Next chapter will be next Sunday. Until then, Lighting Wolf out!