The Sensational Spider-Man Chapter 1; Civil Unrest.

"Um, hi. I uh-I suppose we all know why we're here..." The area was silent. Hundreds upon hundreds gathered near City Hall in New York. Camera shutter and flashes could be seen from all around as everyone clinged to every word the man dressed in a skin-tight Red and Blue suit standing before them said.

The Civil War was at it's darkest moment, the US government had proposed a Super-Human registration act, an act that states that those with special powers or super-human abilities must register their powers with the government, and in so doing, surrender their secret identities to them, leaving the heroes divided amongst themselves. Several were in support of act, many even seeing it as necessary. However, there were many, led primarily by Captain America, who were desperately against the act. They found that this act was hardly imposed due to the supposed danger the Heroes caused, rather, they knew it was because the government's control on these heroes was slipping. Over the past several months, the Avengers have become their own program, independent from the government, and several other heroes with government ties have become either obsolete or have distanced themselves from the government. The US has lost all control of citizens far more powerful than they're capable of handling. The government's only strong position in this alien world of heroes was SHIELD, which fell apart once it's dark history with HYDRA was uncovered. Captain America and his rebellion knew what the government was trying to do. They knew they were desperate to gain control of a world beyond their measure. In addition, If the government were able to control the heroes, they could decide who the villains were. The act made heroes like Captain America public enemies, hated by the people they swore to protect. Many were killed or tortured into submission who opposed. A team, led primarily by Tony Stark, a man (almost) better known as Iron Man, sought to enforce this act to an extreme extent. Ousting many who opposed the act, leaving them as wanted fugitives, and even leaking their identities if they failed to comply.

And caught in the middle of it all was Peter Parker, a 16 year old boy who just a little under two years ago was perfectly normal. However, after being bitten by an experimental Spider not but 15 months prior to this destructive war, he became known as Spider-Man, and after a month or two trying to get his reputation in check, quickly became an icon of sorts for New York. His position in the war was something both sides sought out, but he was so confused, he's never experienced anything like this, he was forced to pick a side in a war he didn't believe in. However, he saw what had happened to the rebels who opposed the act. He couldn't bare to have him, or worse, his family and loved ones come to harm over him siding with the rebels. He ultimately decided to side with Iron Man's team. However, he'd soon find this decision comes with it's own cost, as he's now being forced to announce his true identity to the world, in a massive press conference.

"...I-I'm afraid I've been um, hiding something from you all..." Parker continued, an air of awkwardness and hesitation in his voice. In truth he was terrified, he had no idea what repercussions this could have on him and his way of life. But, Iron Man was standing not but a few feet away, egging Peter on from behind. Peter knew he had no choice. ("Aunt May's gonna kill me for this") he thought, he reached up for his mask and removed it hesitantly in front of the awestruck audience, revealing a young man in his late teens, with messy, brown hair and matching eyes. The camera's began to shutter like crazy, the commotion was almost deafening. Peter felt sick, almost as if he was about to choke on his next words, but pressed on regardless. "My name is Peter Parker. And I've been Spider-Man for over two years now."

For the most part everything had been surprisingly normal, by Spider-Man standards, since that night. It helps that his Aunt, May Parker, forgot to pay the Cable Company, and as such was oblivious to that night's events. Still, Peter felt on the alert at all times now, he was more terrified than ever before. He's seen some tough challenges throughout his comparatively short career as Spider-Man, but never has he faced something so... personal. Nevertheless, he came down the stairs that morning as if nothing had happened, wearing a long White-sleeved T-shirt with a blue, V-neck over shirt, and brownish-tan cargo pants. He figured the least he could do is keep up the ruse for his poor Aunt May, he didn't even want to think about how she'd react if she were to learn he was Spider-Man. "Morning Aunt May!" He said as he entered the kitchen. "Good morning Peter, breakfast is almost done." Aunt May, an older woman with fading brown hair and a frail yet wise appearance said in reply to Peter. "Thanks Aunt May, but I need to get going, there's something I really need to take care of." Peter said as urgently as he could without risking worrying her, hoping that bit alone would allow him to be excused. Of course, he had wished for too much. "This early? What could possibly be going on that you'd miss breakfast for?" Aunt May implored. ("How's making sure that we're not at risk of being assassinated on the excuse scale?") Peter thought to himself. He decided to go for a safe excuse, "Harry needs help finishing a project for school before he has to go. He's been up all night working on it but just couldn't get it done in time."
He replied casually, grabbing his backpack and walking towards the exit slightly as he awaited her response. "Hmm, I suppose he must really need you to bother you this early. Sure, go on ahead. But let me know when you're coming back." Aunt May replied calmly, smiling gently at Peter as she adjusted some of the stove eyes. "Thanks Aunt May!" Peter said as he made his way to the door.

Spider-Man walked at least three miles away from his house before ducking into an alley and changing into his suit, taking several unnecessary twists and turns along the way to ensure nobody followed him, although given the many awkward glances and looks of awe he got from onlookers as he made his way through the city, he really wasn't sure if there was much point. After changing into his suit, he quickly swung to Stark Towers. "If there's one person who can help me figure all this out, it's Stark." Peter said as he swung from building to building. "And after that little stunt, he owes me. Big time."

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