A/N: Hey! Hope you like it!
Summary: After a rather uneventful fight with Vulture, Peter has no choice but to blow his biggest secret. Things only get worse when the Sinister Six return. What will happen to Spidey and his friends?
Disclaimer: Everything belongs to, uhh..., the people who own it (I'm smart!)
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Revealed!: Chapter one
Ugh. He hated the hospital. Ever since he was a kid and he broke my leg, he hated it. And that somewhat unhealthy fear of the place only increased after visiting Aunt May after she had a minor heart attack. Now, he's back with a huge slash across his chest and too many bruises and scratches to count. How, you may ask, did this terrible event pass to poor, naive (and also secretly Spider-Man) Peter Parker? Well, it all started last night...
~Flashback~
He was (quite literally) swinging across Manhattan, when who would come across but Vulture? wrinkles and all.
"Well, well, well. If it isn't Web-head!" sneered Vulture resting upon on the edge of a roof, opposite of one Peter rested.
"Oh, come on, Vultchy! Haven't we gone through this? I want some creativity in my fights! Try 'Spidey', 'Wall Crawler', 'WebSlinger', or, better yet, 'your friendly-neighborhood Spider-man!'" responded Peter.
"How about we just go with squashed bug?" replied Vulture suddenly flapping his wings in the direction of Peter. He dodged the attack easily and threw a smirk to the super villain, which was hidden behind his web-designed mask.
"What, now? But I'm having so much fun!" He suddenly shot out a string of web from each wrist. "Oh well! I guess we'll have to make due." The webs each made contact with a wing, and pulling the towards him, with a hint of a groan, the old bird fell with a scream and a lot flailing with his arms/wings. It looked like the sad name of a fight was over, and it almost was, before the Villain made his last move, though not completely intentionally.
While the Wall Crawler was tying up the old loon, the old man suddenly felt their was hope (for some strange reason) and flailed his wings one more time. Since Spidey wasn't exactly paying attention (he was too busy going over the notes in his mind he needed to remember for Monday's math test), he was jolted out of his thoughts as his Spider-senses went off and he received I sharp pain in his chest.
"Ow! Vultchy! How could you? And here I was thinking that we were buddies. Ah well! You'll be going to jail soon anyway!" He finished webbing the old man up and hung him from a lamp post, always keeping an arm wrapped around his middle, and swang on home, where not only was he in for it for coming coming home late: again, but he also had to find a viable excuse for a giant slash across his chest that was really starting too burn...
Greeeat...
~End Flashback~
Ugh. He got a headache just thinking about it. Hospitals really did bring out the worst of him (next to the alien symbiote A.K.A. Venom, of course.) Now he had to lay down for another two days, (not that he was planning on staying that long) moping about things he could have done different in his life, especially the excuse he cooked up for having the huge cut: "I fell down the stairs." The stairs? Really, Parker? Really? Was that the best you could come up with? Well, I suppose he did have the side of too much blood loss, but he knew he could have done better then that. He still remembered the weird looks Aunt May and the doctors and nurses gave him when he said that. Well, it was better then nothing. Sorta.
The door opened suddenly and a red-headed nurse popped her head in, saying,
"Mr. Parker, there's some visitors for you!" She stated with a smile. Mr. Parker? On second thought, maybe this place does have his perks! Oh, what was that about visitors?
"Hi Pete!" In walked Gwen Stacy, Liz Allan, Mary Jane Watson, Flash Thompson, Randy Robertson and Sally Avril (not looking too pleased with being what looked like being dragged here).
"Hey guys! Come to support me in my time of need?" asked Peter hopefully.
"Yeah right, Puny Parker. We're only here because Liz here dragged us, other wise we wouldn't have even heard." sneered Flash. Figures, Peter thought with an internal frown. Outside, however, he took a different face, wiping a fake tear from his eye.
"I'm touched! Really! But I'm planning on leaving soon anyhow! I feel perfectly fine!" said Peter, sitting up, just as long-time friend, Gwen, sat on the chair next to him.
"Oh really? You don't look that great." responded Gwen, giving Pete 'the look'.
"R-reallly Gwen! I feel like a million bu- OW!" He suddenly yelled as Gwen poked him lightly on his chest, which now felt like a thousand hot knives were being pressed in it. The rest of the group snickered and Gwen raised an eyebrow while Peter just glared at them.
"Ok, maybe I'm not great. But really, I'll be fine!"
"Mmmhm. Just like you were fine every other time you came in here." Responded Gwen, shoving him back down.
"But Gwe-en-!" Before he could finish his feeble reply, his cellphone suddenly buzzed on the side table. He quickly flipped it open to read the text message.
Trouble in downtown. Sinister Six. Do the most help you can. Hope you feeling better. Thanks.
-Captain Stacy
"Oh, I reeeally got to go!" he said worried, taking off the thin sheets and flipping his legs off of the bed.
"And where do you think your going?" Asked Liz who was in the middle of a small group that had suddenly appeared in 0.2 seconds, with Gwen and Mary Jane surrounding her.
"How did you...?" Asked Peter looking at the other side of the room where they originally stood to back at the group in which they were blocking the door which lead to the bathroom, and also where he was headed.
"Petie, I asked you a question: where are you going?" Liz repeated continuing to glare at the poor boy.
"Err..." Peter tried to find an lie that sounded someone real for turning into Spider-man and hopefully whoop the butts of the six (Vulture must have somehow escaped) freaks. Finally, he settled with "Downtown" and looked down, trying to avoid eye contact.
"Oh, I must have heard wrong, didn't the doctor say you had two stay for, what was it, another two days?" Liz continued with a raised eyebrow. Peter swallowed nervously. Super Villains, he could handle. Crooks? Bring it on! Angry woman, however, was a different story. Especially when it was plural angry woman.
"Well, err..." he glanced at the window and back, which was tortuously close to downtown, where innocent people could be getting hurt right now! He didn't have time for this! He grabbed his bag (which had a spare change of clothes and his Spider-Man costume) which was next to where his cellphone originally was. "Look I really have to go! I'll tell you all after, I promise! As long as you swear on your life of course, but right now I really have to go! Please?" He looked at the girls each pleadingly until, finally, they broke and stepped aside.
He smiled gratefully "Thank you." He had a foot in the bathroom, before he suddenly turned around and said, "Do you all swear on your life that you won't repeat anything I tell you or show you?"
They looked at him strangely for a bit, but seeing the look of seriousness on his face, they finally nodded. Except for Sally, that is.
"No way Parker! I'm out of this freak show!" And without another word she turned on her heel, opened the door and slammed it on her way out. Peter shrugged. "Anyone else?" He asked. They all slowly shook their heads, even surprisingly Flash. "Ok, meet me back at my house in about, hmm, 2 hours?" He suggested and, before seeing if it was alright with them, closed the bathroom door behind him.
Before anyone could trade words about Peter's strange, and slightly freaky, attitude, Spider-Man suddenly ran out of where Peter just was, jumped out of the window and swung out of sight towards Downtown. They all looked at the window in shock, until Gwen had the sense to run into the bathroom, where...
The hospital robe Peter probably had no chose but to wear was laying on the ground, along with his bag, but... no Peter.
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A/N: I hope you guys liked it. :) My first fanfiction, you know (that's why it was so bad :P)! Anyway, if you guys have any suggestions, I would really appreciate them! Thanks!