A/N: This is my first fanfiction ever. Totally not terrifying at all.

Chapter 1

Bullets flying everywhere, heart pounding, car speeding. Seems like a very scary thing to most, but to Spider-Man? Nah, just another Sunday for him.

Spidey try's a new approach, propelling himself upward and then shooting webs to the roof of the car, slingshotting him onto said roof, destroying it and getting him inside.

"Hey boys, who's up for a road trip to the police station?!?"

He does his usual quips to annoy his foes as he delivers punch after punch after kick to the criminals. Disabling them, he jumps out the car and webs it to the ground. Leaving the car with the unconscious baddies for the police, Spider-Man zips away to his home, where Peter Parker needs to finish his science homework.

Earlier today

"What the fuck?!?" Aunt May screamed, understandably so, as seeing your nephew dressed up as the local New York City hero Spider-Man would freak any Aunt out.

'M-M-May! I-i can explain!!!" Peter said, frantically ripping off his costume.

"Oh, you don't have to explain, I understand everything."

"Really, you do?"

"NO YOU IDIOT, WHATS WRONG WITH YOU?!? WHAT IF YOU GO OUT THERE AND NEVER COME BACK, WHAT IF YOU DIE FIGHTING SOME CRAZY SUPERVILLAIN, I CAN'T LOSE YOU PETER, YOU'RE, You're all I have left..." May finished her rant, breaking down into tears with the thoughts of Ben and Peter, both dead on the streets.

Peter, crouching down and hugging May, responds with "Do you remember what Uncle Ben used to say? His motto on life was, 'With great power comes"-"Great responsibility," a teary eyed Aunt May finishes. "Thats right, and, a year ago, I was given great power. I was able to do things that nobody except people like the Avengers could do. And, instead of using it to do good, I flaunted it. I went into wrestling matches and tried to make a ton of money, became an egotist, and thats when it happened. I let this guy carrying a bag of money he stole run past me, didn't even think about stopping him. That man, was the man that shot Uncle Ben later that night."

May looks up at Peter, a shocked plastered on her face. "When you have the powers I have, when you can do the things that I can do, but you don't, thats when the bad things happen, thats when people get killed."

May and Peter sit in silence for a while, May taking it all in. Eventually, she smiles. "We're gonna have to establish some ground rules first."

Now Peter looks up shocked. "No staying up too late, you have to do your homework with me so I know you're not skipping, and make sure to check up on me." Peter's shocked face turned to one of pure happiness.

"Are you being serious?!?" Peter exclaimed, still unsure. "Yes, if this is the life you've chosen, then I'll support you, no matter how many heart attacks I'll have." Peter jumped at Aunt May, tackling her in a hug. "OK OK you can stop squeezing, now go out there and catch some bad guys, before I change my mind." Peter puts the suit back on, grins at Aunt May, and swings out the window. May looks out the window, concerned, yet proud of what her nephew has turned out to be. A hero.

A/N: Yes its short, but I decided to end it on a triumphant and positive note. Please review, feedback is everything, though I don't know if people will even see this, but whatever. If I suck, please let me know. I want to improve myself. Next chapter coming up soon.