Author's Note: I just watched the new Spider-man movie, and this was the first thing that came into my mind, "awesome". Also, people, please, that movie was good and it is way better than what those critics say, 7.5/10. The only real problem was that it has was too many time skips, the movie could have been like three hours long for all I care and still be great.
Rain poured heavily, like a blanket of falling liquid bullets. It late, around 12:45 a.m., the lights of New York City are still growing strong illuminating in the night sky. Clouds have descended upon the metropolis around two hours ago, and the rain hasn't stopped once since. People are still walking around, though not as much compared to the daytime. Down six miles away from Queens is a ginormous church that stood at least 60 feet high, and next to it is a burial ground. Headstones interspersed the area, the only living things at that cold, damp depressing place were the worms and bacteria underground, the crows sitting on a tree, and a lonely soul with his head tilted downwards in a mourning manner.
The man is dressed in a costume, red and blue, with web designs all over his body. He is in a squatting position as he stuck to the very top of the church looking over all the graves. He skimmed the place with his eyes making sure no one was there to look at him, he breathed in deeply and then exhaled, his emotionless breath smoked out of his mask. He leaped off the building top sending him over 20 feet in the air, spinning several times like a gymnast before landing on the ground. The grass below his feet is soaking wet, not one inch of his body has been unexposed to the rain.
He gently knelt down to one knee and then slanted his head downwards to pay respect to one tombstone. He took off his backpack, and unzipped his biggest pouch. Several pieces of paper fell out accidently along with a few pencils. He shook his head, almost like he's embarrassed, and then looked at the tombstone "hey don't judge me" he joked. He then reached into the backpack and pulled out a dozen roses, each one of them for some reason still intact.
He placed the flowers at the feet of her headstone, and then slowly got up, throwing his backpack behind his back. He placed his hand on top of the stone almost like he's petting it, and begin to speak "I beg you too look after me, and to forgive me, I still think about it every day and I…" before he could finish his head twitched like he could sense something and turned around.
There behind him, he saw a girl holding a pink umbrella. She is taller than the average girl probably 5'7 and has dark chocolate colored hair, her face is filled with amazement and shock, "Spider-man!" she exclaimed.
Spider-man couldn't respond, his first instinct was to just swing out of there, and that's exactly what he did. She reached an arm out to stop him. "Hey please stop!" she yelled. It's too late; he has already swung several times into the air before disappearing into the city.
She let hear arm fall back and placed her hand into her hoodie pocket. "I just wanted to say thank-you for saving me." She whispered. The girl turned around and looked down, on the ground is a piece of paper Spider-man left behind. She held it up and looked at it. The paper was scribbled with math and science equations, one of her eyebrows raised up when she realized that these questions are the exact same problems her math teacher assigned her class with several days ago. She then looked up and gazed at the headstone which read:
"Gwen Stacy, 1995-2014, the world will never be the same without you."
She felt a pain kick into her heart, as if she has just witnessed a tragic romance story. Who was this girl to you she asked herself, was she your sister, lover, or friend? The girl turned around to face where Spider-man swung away, wishing she could revert time and hug the man. "You pour soul."
Several minutes passed, before the girl finally left and drove off. Spider-man slowly popped his head out of the corner of the church and looked down at Gwen's grave. "Later." He muttered to himself before aiming his web shooters at a nearby building and escaped back into the night.
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"Parker!" Mr. Drewry yelled.
I hear several people laughing softy and then I looked down form the middle of the classroom see what was happening. A guy had his head down on the desk with his eyes closed. He was snoring loudly until Mr. Drewry went over there and slapped a ruler on his desk. Parker, I think his name was slowly raised his head and looked at Mr. Drewry "Oh sorry, I had a late night yesterday." he mumbled.
"If my class is so boring to you, than why do you bother to come here?" Mr. Drewry berated him.
"I am not bored. I have just been doing a lot of work yesterday." The boy replied.
"Well next time you decide to sleep, do it in one of the back row so it won't be as distracting to the entire class… HEY YOU, NO SLEEPING!" Mr. Drewry pointed at another guy in the front with his head down.
As the class finally got back in session, we went through some lecture about animals and how their biology is same and different from ours, and that we all were formed by one fish-like thing that lived 300 million years ago.
"Okay, now everyone read pages 316-355, on your biology book and be prepared to discuss some of the question on the back tomorrow. No get out of here!" That's Mr. Drewry's signal telling us that class has ended. I packed my things up and just sat in my seat, everyone is always in a rush to get out that they just bottle neck up at the door way, waiting in my seat just makes it easier for me.
"Peter, come here."
I look down and see Mr. Drewry in his desk waving at, Peter, yes? That guy to go over to him, "What's going on, you've been looking out of, ah, charisma for the past few days. I know you are a bright kid, but I want to make sure that everything is alright." Did I forget to mention Mr. Drewry is a phycology teacher also?
"Nothing, it's just some stress I've been having, nothing to worry about, I'll be back to normal in a few days." He answered.
I looked at the door and everyone has mostly left so I got up and walked up the stairs to the doorway. Before I left I has an urge to look down once more, that is when I my eyes were caught by Peter's gaze. I instantly looked away and left, besides the fact that eye contact with a stranger is weird; he has those creepy brown eyes which just send a shiver down my back.
Lunch time, I decide to go downtown to meet up with a friend since my other class doesn't start for another hour and a half. Weird schedule, I know.
"Hey girl, what's up?" I hear Ally, call me over. I walked over there with my sandwich I bought form the counter of the restaurant and sat next to her.
"I am fine, nothing really happening." I say in a cheery mood.
"Come on, Kira, you have to tell me. Did you hook up with John yesterday?"
"Who the hell is John?" seriously, I really don't know.
"You know that hot blonde hair guy I introduced you to three days ago?" He said while stabbing her salad with a fork.
"Oh that John… fuck no! He looks like a slime bag, him and I never going to happen." I said while dropping some creamer into my coffee.
"Then what did you do last night? You didn't even come back till 1:00. You can't tell me you were studying or something." Ally asked me with just the most dubious tone.
"I was… well I was back at my mom's place and was driving back to the campus when suddenly I passed by this cemetery."
"What and did you see a vampire or something?" She joked.
"No- well…"
"Crap really!?" she jolted.
"No, not really" I leaned into her ear. "I saw Spider-man."
"What no way, what was he doing at a graveyard?"
"I don't know, but he was totally depressed and when I tried to talk to him he swing away just like that." I snapped my fingers to show how fast it was.
"Damn it, did you get a good look at him? I mean we all have seen Spider-man, but you actually got to like…" she moved her hands around the air, as if she was touching something, "like see him, you know?"
"Well it was dark, but he was all crouched over and wet, and overall just a very depressed feeling in the atmosphere you know?"
"Hum, who was he visiting?"
"Some person named Gwen Stacy." I answered.
"Gwen Stacy!" Ally yelled in shock.
"Yeah, you know her?" the look on Ally's face sent quivers down my back.
"She was all over the news a year back. Apparently she tried to help Spider-man fight that Electro guy and got her neck and head" She tilted her head back and made some sound effects. "SNAP! CRACK!"
"AH! Gross, how did that happen?" The more she talked the more this incident sounded familiar, and the more it became clearer to me that this was probably one of Spider-man's failed rescue attempts, poor girl.
"Well, apparently she fell off this clock tower, and Spider-man tried to save her by shooting a web down to catch her, but he was just a second too late."
"How does everyone know this?" I asked.
"Spider-man told the police what happened, then there was that whole six months of absence where crime rates shot up like crazy… remember now?"
"Sort of, last year I just spent all my time in the dorms trying to get my shit together so I didn't really pay attention to everything around me." Junior year was such a pain in my ass, so much homework and tests, I literally lost 15 pounds from lack of sleep.
Well we deviated away from that topic and after thirty minutes of talking about how much we hate AP mathematics, I decided to leave and go buy some chocolate chip cookies because I was running out of snacks. Also I knew this great place two blocks way which sold huge packs of them for only five dollars.
I walked out of the restaurant and began to make my way down the block, when the light signaled for pedestrians to go, I crossed the road and only got half way when suddenly I heard lots of sirens coming my way. I looked in front of me and my body froze. There is this big armored truck driving my direction and there were several guys with heavily mounted machine guns coming out of the window aiming at the police.
My first instinct was to get the hell out of the way, everybody around me disappeared crazily and then someone knocked me over. My head hit the ground, it hurt but I had to ignore the pain because my heart is pumping with adrenaline trying to get back up. I pushed my hands down onto the ground and pushed my body up, I got back onto my feet and looked up. "OH SHIT!" the car was less than twenty feet away from me.
My legs stopped moving and everything around me became silent in my mind, I am so scared right now I couldn't even process the thought of getting out of the way, this is it, I am going to die!
I closed my eyes tightly.
I could hear the car right in front of me, its engine humming like a lion's roar. That was when I felt the hard object hit me. My body shook uncontrollably; I think I might have peed myself. I felt something touching my head and body.
I waited for another second, before I forced my eyes open. All I could see was red, and two white lenses. I stumbled backwards and fell onto the ground.
It is Spider-man, his back facing the truck and his arms around the front trunk. His body's shape was indented into the metal of the car, and parts of the road have been scrapped off by his feet. He looked down at me, I could only describe this feeling as if I were a child being looked down by a parent after I had just done something stupid.
He walked over to me, his shadow covering the sun. "Lady, are you alright?"
I was too shocked and scared to answer, my mouth trembling in fear, my eyes watering from happiness, I am alive. Before I could answer him, he turned around and walked to the side of the car where the machine guns were pointed out.
He shot several webs into the window, and then walked back over to me. He glared at me for a second, oh god, does he remember me for yesterday "Next time… run." With that he shot out another stand of web and flung up into air, disappearing again.
And this is how my story began.
So what do you think, this is my first Spider-man Fanfic so I hope you enjoy. Please leave a review, I write faster if people let me know what they think.