Hiya! This is a prologue for Spectacular Spider Man-tor
Disclaimer: I do not own Spectacular Spider Man, or My Hero Academia.
Here's the Amazing Origin story of Peter Parker, the Spectacular Spider Man!
Watch out, here comes the Spider Man!
In a world of Quirks, watch the rise of a hero in a freak scientific accident!
Alright, let's do this one last time.
My name is Peter Parker.
I was bitten by a radioactive (at least I think it was radioactive) spider. And for the 10 years, I've been the one, and only, Spectacular Spider Man.
Peter scaled the apartment wall, absolutely stupefied by his newfound abilities. "B-But...Human beings can't just scale walls...They just can't!" He said to himself, out loud.
He effortlessly scaled the wall, he reached the top very quickly. Peter grabbed a metal pipe, and crushed it single-handed. He began to chuckle, as he discovered the heights of his newfound powers.
Except he forgot to pay attention.
Peter slipped from the ledge, and screamed in panic as he fell.
"Okay, okay. Stay calm stay calm-!" He mumbled frantically as he reached for the wall once more.
His fingertips grazed the brick wall until he finally clawed back onto the roof. As he calmed down, he began to chuckle.
"Just imagine what I can with this...This power!"
I'm pretty sure you know the rest.
"Well kiddo, we're here." Said Uncle Ben.
"Here?" Asked Peter.
"The Library. The one across from the venue? You said you had to study here." Answered Ben.
"Oh. Uh...Right." Said Peter, "Hey, Uncle Ben? If you could do something incredible, and do it better than anyone else, it wouldn't be wrong to cash in on your talents, would it?"
"Well, that'd depend on what talents we're talking about."
Peter turned to leave, Ben rested his hand upon the young boy's shoulder, "Listen kiddo. I went through exactly the same thing at your age."
"No, not exactly." Said Peter.
"The point is; you're changing. Into the man you're going to just because you can do something doesn't mean you should."
Uncle Ben's next set of words came to change Peter's life entirely.
"With Great Power, there must also become Great Responsibility."
I saved a bunch of people, fell in love, saved the city, and then I saved the city again, and again, and again, and again. And I did uh...Pretty good.
And uh...I did this.
Peter put on his costume, and began to strut all around Mid Town. He began to walk in a hip-hop motion, and danced. He looked very awkward.
He danced and danced in front of many public places.
We don't talk about this.
Look, I'm a Comic Book, a Cereal, I even did a Christmas Album, I have an Amazing theme song, and a so-so Popsicle, became a sellout, since other Pro Heroes do that nowadays.
I mean, I've done worse.
Spider Man was pummeled by Kingpin, nearly strangled several times against Lady Octopus, butchered by the Sinister Six, traumatized, hit the concrete and broke his back, lost his powers, and smashed several times by the Green Goblin.
But after everything I've been through, I still love being Spider Man. I mean, who wouldn't?
So no matter how many hits I take, beatings, falls, and what have you. I always find a way to get back up.
Spider Man stood in front of the massive Collider, ready to save the day once more.
Because the only thing standing between my world and oblivion is me. Lemme make it straight, there's only one Spider Man...
And you're lookin' at him.
Spider Man thwipped his way through New York. Until finally, He slingshot himself up into the sky, his back to the golden sun.
If anyone was watching, it'd look just as amazing as the Hero who posed for it.
A/N: Well, I wanted this out of the way to create some lore in the future chapters.
Chapter 2 is on the way, don't worry. I've been busy with others things, and other stories.
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