I DON'T OWN THE SPECTACULAR SPIDER-MAN OR STOKED.

This is my second story and I'm still a novice author. Comment and make this story better.

-Spider-Man-

I had just landed on a wall when Norman Osborn, in a green goblin costume, was closing in on me.

"After your gone I'll make everything right." Norman said, hurling a goblin lantern at me. Before the explosive could reach, I ripped it out of the air and wrapped in webbing.

"Oh please, you wouldn't know right if it crashed your glider." I responded as I shoved the lantern in the glider's tail pipe. The lantern exploded and made Normy go into a nose dive. I thought I had crippled my enemy until I saw the glider soaring into the water tower that was converted into an oversized machine gun. As Goblin crashed the lanterns were screaming and covered the area with a green smoke. Every second the screaming was joined by another and the cloud increased in size. I can't believe I just killed a man. In regret and mourning I closed my eyes. Until I heard Goblin's insane cackling when my eyes shot open.

A shadow formed in the smoke. I was too shocked to move. The shadow had something slung over its shadow. Goblin flew out of the smoke on his glider. I saw him holding a girl over his shoulder. The girl was Gwen. Osborn threw her off the roof. Webbing her, I stopped her just in time to prevent a blonde pancake on the ground.

While I was lowering her slowly to the ground goblin tackled me. I dropped Gwen the few feet left to the ground. Fortunately, she was close enough to the ground to survive, but not far enough to break the web that had protected her.

Goblin grabbed my wrists and flew us both into the sky. Normy was putting enough pressure on my wrists I knew they would've been crushed if it weren't for my powers. We flew several blocks away, where he threw me onto a high roof. Stranding me on the roof Goblin returned to the spot he died.

"It's your fault," Norman said pulling out a lantern three times the size of the conventional lantern. I found out the goblin destroyed my web shooters when I started to fall instead of swinging on the thin lines I had used since I became Spider-Man.

I barely survived by scraping the walls of the next building. But I was already too late. When I made it to the top of the building I saw Norman drop the oversized explosives. Unlike the smaller explosives, this one created a blinding light. The only sound was the screams of agony ringing through the night sky. Gwen's scream rung out the highest. I ran down the side of the building and arrived at the ground.

Once I hit the ground; I crossed the distance between the bomb site and the second standing. With my increased leg strength and agility I made short work of the distance. But I knew that no matter how fast I arrived I was already too late. At the bomb site I saw everyone I ever cared for. Aunt May, Harry, and Gwen. Not believing my eyes I removed my destroyed mask and was devastated to see the outcome remained the same. I dropped to my knees in defeat, looking at the people I failed; I felt my eyes sting.

"It's all your fault," Norman said. I looked at the monster and saw him reach for his face. It shocked me when I saw him rip his face off to reveal Harry, my best friend. I looked for the newly deceased Harry. But I couldn't find him.

"It's all your fault that I lost everyone. My father, my girlfriend, everything!" Harry yelled.

"No Harry, I didn't-" I started.

"It's your fault." Harry yelled stopping me mid-sentence. Before I could start talking again, Harry repeated the first part of his sentence. Getting louder every time it repeated.

"No!" I yelled jumping up.

"Peter!? Is everything alright?" My Aunt May asked crashing through my door.

"Yeah, don't worry Aunt May. It was just a nightmare." I assured her.

"Do you need to talk about it?" She asked sitting at the desk by my bed.

"No, I'm good. Just need to get more sleep. See you in the morning." I said trying to get her to leave.

"Alright," she said turning to leave. Before she left she turned back to me. "Peter, you can always talk to me."

"Good to hear" I said to her. After she left I laid in my bed trying to get back to sleep for what felt like an hour.

I've been having that nightmare almost every night since Harry's dad died; a month ago. With too much experience with these nights I got into my Spider-man uniform.

The dream may be an exaggeration of what really happened, but it still ruins sleep for the rest of night. Swinging through the city I scanned the city; hoping there was someone or someway to help. I failed to protect my best friend and his dad. Saving others may not do anything but I can make sure no one else suffers from my inability to help.

"Help, I can't stop!" I heard from a speeding car. Using the wall I was stuck to as a back board, I propelled myself in the direction of the car and started swinging to close the distance. I ripped the door off the car and zipped the driver out of the car. With the driver out of the way I jumped onto the trunk of the speeding car and shot webs at the buildings flying by.

The car was slowing as I attached the webs to the car. A walkway was approaching fast and a man with sunglasses and wearing a red and white cane was walking to slowly to not be road kill. Further encouraged to stop the car I webbed at a rate that was starting to leave my arms feeling the effects of fatigue. The car stopped with only a matter of inches from hitting the blind man. After releasing the former driver I swung out into night, after getting my camera off the building I webbed it to.

The rest of the night went by relatively quietly as I webbed through the night. I was finally getting ready to return to the land of dreams and crawled to my bedroom window. Before I could open the window I saw Aunt May sitting on my bed. I grabbed the clothes I left in the tree in a case just like this. I walked through the back door as silently as I could, hoping Aunt May thought I was just in the bathroom. I walked into my room.

"Where were you?" Aunt May asked before I could greet her.

I knew that she wouldn't buy the just got up to use the bathroom, so I opted for the truth; or at least a part of it. "I couldn't sleep so I decided to go for a walk."

"Look at what time is what."

I did as she told me and looked at the alarm clock that was sitting next to my bed. In red color the alarm revealed the time as 4 a.m. "I'm sorry Aunt May. I didn't realize the time." That part was honest.

"I realize that. As I realize the same has happened every time you snuck out in the past month." She knew about that? How?

"You have been sneaking out each night for a month, your grades have been falling, and don't think I haven't noticed that you became drawn into yourself. Not smiling a real smile at all. Earlier when I offered you a chance to talk I wanted to help you, obviously you won't let me so here's what's gonna happen. I have a brother who lives in Canada, he lives at a hotel in Canada. And that hotel has a job where you will apply. Hopefully there we can get you past whatever's causing this depression. Begin packing, we leave in a few days." She said leaving the room.

-FIN-

I rewrote this story because I had trouble writing more chapters. See something you like or hate about this story then comment and make this story better. If you read my other story, Generator I.S, then don't worry I'm still writing it.