Prologue: An Unorthodox Beginning

I guess I should tell you who I am:

My name's Mercury. Mercury Black. And I'm no ordinary guy.

You see, I'm someone you'd call a "superhero". And ironically, that's whenever I'm not working someone who's trying to bring a whole Huntsman Academy crashing down.

But like all good stories, this one starts at the beginning. So here it goes:

I was helping some of the White Fang unload some crates full of Dust. Roman Torchwick (or Kingpin, as some of us call him) managed to hijack a huge shipment full of the stuff. In other words, this job will take all day ~. I mean, even someone as awesome as I am, have better things to do.

So, anyway, I hardly slept ever since we got to Vale, and my eyes were getting heavy. Emerald, the Vice Bitch of the motley crew I'm in notices, and snaps at me with this bullshit: "Hey, Mercury! Quit slacking off, you lazy bastard!"

It wasn't like I wanted to slack off, but she doesn't really care. But I kept stacking crates, until I felt something crawling on my back. I twisted to see, but I didn't see anything.

'I must be imagining things,' I thought to myself. Oh, how wrong I'd soon be.

The next thing I knew, I felt a sharp pain on the back of my right hand. The pain was sharp enough to make me swear that someone stabbed me on accident.

I looked at my hand and found the culprit: a black widow spider with its signature red hourglass on its abdomen.

"YOU MOTHERFUCKER," I screamed as I threw the bastard down and crushed it with my boot.

Some guys rushed over with their guns drawn and asked what was happening.

"I'm fine," I told them. "You guys just stand down."

"Really," a White Fang member with antlers asked, "Because it sounded like you were in real pain." She was right, I was in pain, no thanks to a certain eight-legged jackass. But I didn't want to make it a big deal.

"Oh. That," I explained, "was just me stubbing my toe. Look, guys, everything's fine."

"If you say so," the White Fang soldier said.

I woke up the next morning feeling like shit. My head was pounding, like a Beringal was drumming the inside of my skull. I even started to see things, like strands of DNA flash before my eyes.

But the strangest thing was when I placed my hand on the wall, and it got stuck. It felt like my hand got glued to the wall somehow. After a few tugs, I pulled free and looked at my hand. I saw some black fuzz along the lines of my fingers. 'Thank Oum neither Emerald or Cinder were here to see this, otherwise I'd never hear the end of it,' I thought.

I decided to take a walk around town, just to clear my head. The autumn morning chill didn't do me any favors, so I was rocking a gray hoodie and a face mask. While I was walking, I spotted this kid skipping across the street. She had silver eyes, a red cape, red tips on her hair, and this smile that would've made Emerald gag. I remember her name was Ruby, when she was running into us from her room (Oum only knows why). But she doesn't have her team with her, or her weapon, which were odd. I guess we both wanted some fresh air.

But at that moment, something tugged at the back of my head, like it was warning me of something. I didn't know what it was until I saw a van swerve around the corner, heading straight into Ruby's direction.

'I have to get her out of there,' I screamed in my head. Before long, I bolted towards Ruby with every fiber in my body, as if it was on instinct. I was reaching out for her, when a stream of webs shot out from my wrist and onto the building behind her. I didn't know how I could do that, but I didn't care at that point. I pulled myself towards Ruby and tackled her out of the way.

Panting from the surge of adrenaline, I looked at Ruby, her eyes wide with amazement, and asked, "Are you okay?"

She nodded furiously, and then asked, "Who are you?"

"Just a friendly neighborhood hero," I replied, and then I raced in the van's direction, using my new webs to swing my way around.

"Wow," Ruby said in awe as I left.

I considered for a moment everything that's happened to me so far today: my hand started sticking to surfaces, I have a strange sixth sense warning me about danger, I gained slightly superhuman strength, and I can shoot webs.

But, the last one's impossible. The only thing that could make webs were...spiders. Could my powers be because that spider bit me the other day? Who knows? But more importantly, what would the others do if they found out? Nothing good, I assume. So, I've decided to keep my new powers a secret from them. Maybe I could turn it into some alter ego for kicks. I reviewed my abilities for a moment, and I had an idea: Spider-Man. Huh, now that I think about it, it's got a nice ring to it.

Sounds like the start of a new fucking franchise. Ladies and gentlemen, allow me to introduce a new Spider-Man, one that walks in the light and shadow. I got inspired by the fact that the new Spider-Man game is going to have Yuri Lowenthal as the hero. How cool is that?! But anyway, leave a comment in the review section if you want to see more. Seriously. I've had this idea for so long, I just had to do this myself. One more thing: the characters I use in this are not mine, they are Roosterteeth's. Also, any alter egos are not mine either, they belong to Marvel, which unfortunately means they indirectly belong to Disney. Well, I say fuck Walt Disney and long live Stan Lee. Kamina out.