The Amazing Spider-Man

Thank you my fellow fanfic readers and writers of all kinds, allow me to introduce you to The Amazing Spider-Man. I hope you read my other works, notably Superman Adventures and New York's Reckoning, because then you can get an idea of how I write. Now, as I've stated in my profile, my favorite superhero is Spider-Man. I did grow up with him, so it's hard for me not to love him, so this is my take on the classic character, with what I would do with Spider-Man.

You may have read many other Spider-Man stories like this, but this is a new, fresh take on the character, similar to what was done with Ultimate Spider-Man, but with tweaks, kind of like making MJ the new girl. So, this series is basically a mix of everything. There's Ultimate Spider-Man and Spectacular Spider-Man, both amazing adaptions of the character, and the movies are another inspiration, with earth 616 Spider-Man as the main source. There will be plots inspired off of the comics, but many others that were modeled just for this story.

I've wanted to make a story like this for a while now, and here's my chance, and I really hope you like it. For the main characters, it's Peter, Harry, MJ, Flash, Aunt May and Uncle Ben (these are just for this chapter.)

When we begin in the story, Peter Parker isn't Spider-Man, and he's not an adult. He's actually 15, but if this story reaches far, you might see Peter Parker teaching at Midtown High, or scoring a job as a scientist in Horizon Labs. These are just some examples.

Regarding genre, it's mainly action/adventure, but there is humor thrown in there, and there's romance. I guess, sometimes, to get more views, it's best not to just stick to one genre, and so I wont.

I think it would be best to give a rating, so I'd say you should at least by 12-years-old to read this. There's violence (not too descriptive), there isn't any inappropriate language (accept 1 use of the word "he*l" and another use of "j*rk"), there will be some kissing through out the story, and frightening images, but it isn't something too brutal or gruesome. Warning, rating may change, but I'll tell the readers when it does.

Anyways, I think I've told you enough, and it's time for you to jump into this adventure. When I get at least 3 reviews, I'll release the second chapter. So, after you read, please review, and don't forget to enjoy and give me feedback. If you found anything wrong with the story, say it in the reviews. If you have any recommendations, say it too.

Oscorp Tower, Experimenting Lab

The arachnid was so small and microscopic, as it danced around Norman Osborn's gloved hand. Norman was a man in his late 30's, with Auburn Colored hair, dressed in a stark coat, and studying the spider under a microscope.

"The results are positive, Justin, I need you to add more serum" Norman turned to face his assistant.

Justin was a man of blond hair, and unlike Norman's hair, which was slicked back, Justin's hair shot straight up in the front.

"Yes, sir" Justin held the syringe in his hand. Norman held the little spider straight in front of Justin. Justin hesitated, but injected the spider with 100 milliliters of serum.

"Good work, Justin" Norman placed the spider on his experimental table. "In 2 days, you'll be a millionaire."

The Amazing Spider-Man #1

Birth of a hero

Written by Miko122

All Characters are owned by MARVEL Comics and Disney

*Ding, Ring, Ding, Ring* the alarm clock rang on the boy's ears.

"Mmmm" a 15-year-old boy, with a messy hairstyle, dressed in PJ's, rolled around in his bed.

He reached for the snooze button on his alarm, fumbling around with the device and then switching it off.

"Peter, wake up, you don't want to be late!" Aunt May yelled from downstairs.

"Coming!" The 15-year-old boy, Peter, yelled.

Downstairs, dinner was ready, where Peter sat with Aunt May and Uncle Ben, his legal guardians.

"How did you sleep, Peter?" Uncle Ben asked. "Just fine" Peter answered in one of the most sleepiest voices possible.

"You need to go bed earlier" Aunt May cried.

"I was working on an assignment" Peter replied. "Anyways, I have no time to waste, I have to leave."

Peter picked up his bag. "See you later" Peter took of his skateboard and walked off.

"Goodbye, Pete."

Peter skated through the neighborhood, making his way to school, Midtown High school.

He walked into the school, loud and crowded as always.

"Hey, it's Parker Boy" a brawny 15-year-old boy, bigger then Flash, pointed to Peter. Flash pretended to chuck a ball at Peter, but he didn't.

Why do I get bullied, because I'm smarter then other people. Sucks, doesn't it. Well, it's not like I can change anything.

Peter walked over to his locker, typed up the combination, and opened it up, and his books fell out.

"Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!" Teenagers laughed it him. "What a loser" one student even said.

School sucks, doesn't it?

Peter sighed, leaning down and picking up his books, standing up to stash his books into his locker.

"Hey, Pete, what happened to you" a familiar voice spoke.

That's Harry Osborn, Peter turned to see his friend.

Harry Osborn, the son of Norman Osborn (CEO of Osborn Corporations), was a 15-year-old kid, 1 month older then Peter. He was popular, and the only reason (this is just at first) he became friends with Peter was because their love of video games.

School's great, isn't it?

"Hey, Harry! What are you up too?"

That's the good thing about school, Harry. That was also the day I meet Mary Jane Watson, at science class…

Science Class, Period 4

"Alright, students, take your seats" Dr. Curtis Connors told his class. "Today, we'll be making alcoholic, but before we begin, I'd like to introduce you to a new student."

Dr. Connors turned to the open door, and with a smile, said; "Ms. Watson, please come in."

A red head, dressed in a denim jacket and black, tight jeans, entered the room. "She's hot" Flash Thompson told his two friends, Kenny Kong and Randy Robertson.

"10S, this is Mary Jane Watson, please take a seat."

"Thank you, Sir. Connors" Mary Jane, sat her bag next to a seat, and sat on the chair.

"Now, resuming our lesson of alcohol production…" Curtis Connors began jotting things down on the board.

After explaining how to make alcohol (yes, a very boring procedure) the class went in their usual pairs to make alcohol. "Could you get me a beaker?" Harry told Peter, his partner.

"Sure" Peter walked off to get a beaker, 20 of them stored in a tray.

Mary Jane was getting one too. "Hi, Mary Jane, I'm Peter Parker" Peter raised his hand to shake. "Hey, Peter" MJ shook Peter's hands. "So, where do you come from?" Peter asked. "Well, I was born in Canada" MJ picked up a beaker. "I moved to New York when I was a little girl."

"Well, I hope you like it here" Peter picked up a beaker. "Nice meeting you, MJ."

Peter walked back to Harry. "You seem like you've made quick friends" a wide smile filled Harry's face.

"Good to know" Harry joked.

"Peter was talking to his girlfriend" Flash teased.

After class, the students packed up and took their seats. "Okay, students, before you leave," Dr. Curtis Connors began, "I need you to have a look at these sheets."

Dr. Curtis Connors took 20 sheets, and began handing them out to the whole class. When Peter received his, he had a look at it.

"It's for an excursion to Oscorp Labs" Curtis announced. "It's tomorrow. You are to arrive to school at normal arrival time, and I will meet you there at the bus. Bring 5 dollars."

And with that, the bell rang.

"Everyone can live, but I'd like to speak to Mary Jane and Peter" Curtis called, and the class walked off, accept MJ and Peter, who walked up to their science teacher.

MJ couldn't help but look at his missing arm limb.

Curtis realized, but he said nothing at all.

"Now, Ms. Watson, you're going to need a student to show you around. I think Peter would make a perfect buddy. I saw you talking to each other, anyways. So, Peter, just show MJ around. Get her to know people."

"That is where Flash, Kenny and Randy usually hang up" Peter pointed MJ to a bench outside, where Flash and his friends seated themselves.

"Yep" MJ sat her head. "And that concludes the Peter Parker world tour" Peter quipped. MJ chuckled. "Thanks Peter, you're a nice guy."

This made Peter smile.

"Well… I'll see you later" MJ said.

In the end they parted ways.

"Hmm…" Peter shut his book down to eat dinner with his Aunt and Uncle. "Did you know there are 40000 species of spiders in the whole wide world?" Peter told his Aunt and Uncle.

"That's nice Peter, but could you please eat" Aunt May urged her nephew.

Peter smiled, putting his book aside to eat his dinner. "So, Peter, you have any notes?" Uncle Ben asked.

"Oh, yeah" Peter reached into his pocket, handing his Uncle the note on the excursion. Uncle Ben unfolded the note and began reading through it, silently whispering the words on the page to himself.

After reading through it, he put the note down. "Interesting, well, you can get 5 dollars from my wallet" Uncle Ben said.

New York City Police Department

"There's been a raise in crime, sir."

Captain Stacy, chief on New York City Police, spoke to one of his lieutenants.

"And why is that?" Chief Stacy asked.

"Well…" the lieutenant tried to remember something. "8 days ago, this criminal," the lieutenant placed a mug shot of a man with brown, cropped hair, labeled Dmitri Smerdyakov.

"Escaped from prison" the lieutenant finished off his sentence, only to continue and say, "he's a master of disguise and when he escaped, he took a hell of a lot of people with him."

"And what do you suggest we do?" Captain Stacy asked.

"Assign more patrol officers, or how about plant some in disguise."

Captain Stacy smiled.

"Now that's what I call a good idea."

"Stop the bus! Seriously… stop the bus!"

Peter raced after the school bus, the wind pounding on his face and glasses.

"Stop it!"

Every mean person laughed from inside the bus (which is probably about 5 people, including Liz Allen.)

Sally Avril stood off her chair as Peter banged on the side of the bus, but the driver wouldn't stop.

Avril walked up to the bus driver. "Stop the bus or I'll call your company and have you fired" Sally threatened. The bus driver sighed, "fine, fine, fine."

He pulled over to a parking, where he let the door open up, and Peter entered tired.

"Oh, you let the nerd in" Flash said.

"Are you serious, Sally" Kenny commented.

"So long as he doesn't sit anywhere near us" Randy, he big man with dark features and short brown hair (a friend of Flash and Kenny) noted.

Kenny wasn't always a bully. He was a cool guy, yes he teased people a bit, but he was a calm guy most times.

"Thank you" Peter silently thanked Sally, as he seated himself next to Harry.

The bus door shut and the driver drove off.

"Why does it only happen to me?" Peter asked his friend.

"I don't know?" Harry replied.

"You alright, Peter?" MJ asked from the seat opposite to him. "Yeah, I'm fine, I just got left behind by a bus and all that."

MJ laughed.

"C'mon Peter, cheer down" Harry said, "We're only going to my father's company."

"Welcome class, to OsCorp labs" the tour coordinator projected her voice to the whole class. "I'm Katherine, and today I'll be taking you to a tour around OsCorp labs. Please follow the rules, and stick with the group, and enjoy. So, would you please follow me, and we'll be taking a look at some of OsCorp's most recent projects."

And the class followed Katherine.

"I don't like this" MJ said to Harry. "Yeah, I don't even like half the stuff my dad does" Harry noted. "Only Peter does."

Indeed he did.

Peter was taking photos (he had the flash off, yes, he's not allowed to use flash).

"I wish I just took the day off," Harry said.

"Me too" MJ talked. "My Auntie forced me to come here anyway."

Peter seemed to be enjoying himself, while Flash was trying to impress his friends with some jokes, and Liz and Sally walked with each other.

"Now…" Katherine stopped near some tubes, each of them housing a jelly like, black substance, which filled up each of the tubes. "These are substances which were developed by OsCorp maybe 5 years ago. So, this isn't anything new, but they were meant to cure cancer and boost adrenaline. In a state like this, they can't, but when you add a drop of water, the substance will turn into black goo, which can make the subject stronger and faster. It's incomplete because OsCorp couldn't find a way to continue it."

A man, dressed in a white coat and glasses, approached Katherine, whispering something into her ears. He backs away, only for Katherine to speak.

"Okay, Class 10H, we need you to evacuate from this area, as there seems to be an escaped spider."

"What?"

"What's going on?"

"How did it escape?"

The students began to walk away behind Katherine, some of them panicking while others remained calm.

"Everyone, I need you to stay calm," Katherine said.

Peter could feel something small crawling up from his back up to his neck. It was small, but it moved fast. Very fast, actually.

He reached for his neck, but before he could, it stung him. "Ah" Peter fell on the ground, and the spider crawled off of his back. "Kill it!" Flash yelled. "I'll do it!" Kenny stepped on the bug, killing it, not caring about Peter, not even one bit.

But MJ, Harry and Sally did.

"Peter, are you alright?" MJ curiously asked, but he couldn't answer, because he faded away.

"W-what… what happened?"

Peter woke up in hospital, lying down on a bed, and he raised his head to look at his Aunt May and Uncle Ben, with a doctor there too.

"Aunt May, Uncle Ben! What happened?" Peter was panicking.

"Peter, it's alright, calm down" Uncle Ben took hold of his nephew's hand. "You're just in hospital, you'll be fine."

"What happened to be?"

"You passed out," the doctor explained. "I think it had something to do with that spider bite."

"I'm still alive" Peter touched his neck, and he could feel the bump. "I feel fine now" Peter stood up from bed. "Whatever happened, I think it's gone."

"Peter, you have to stay here" Aunt May commented.

"Well…" the doctor said. "He seems fine, but I'm going to have to ask you to stay for the night. You can leave tomorrow and go to school if you like. As long as you come to the hospital at 5 o'clock to let me have a look at you."

Peter turned to his Uncle, and then to his Aunt.

It's not like I have a choice.

Peter was fine the next day. He insisted he goes to school to see Harry… and even MJ now.

His Aunt and Uncle drove him to school, where he found MJ and Harry together at the locker room.

"Hey, Peter, what happened to you?" Harry asked. "Oh, nothing" Peter said, "I feel fine now. Whatever happened, it's gone."

"Good to know, because I have some pretty good news" Harry smiled. "Party at my place, tomorrow night."

"What's the occasion?" Peter asked.

"Absolutely nothing" MJ commented, jamming her hands in her pocket.

"Exactly, we're just partying" Harry said. "So, don't forget, 7 PM at my house, tomorrow."

Oscorp Mansion, After School

"What do you mean the spider escaped?" Norman told Justin.

"Well, it did. One of your employees must have done it," Justin told his boss.

"Well, get me who did this and get them fired!" Norman cried. "I would've been even more famous then I am today. You would have been famous too, Justin."

"I'm fine sir, and, you're son wants to speak to you."

"Well, I don't."

"He's outside, he says he has news for you."

Norman sighed, "Fine, let him in."

Harry walked in. "Father, I have some news for you" Harry said. "Make it quick!" Norman spoke.

"The spider that escaped," Harry started himself off. "It bit my friend, Peter."

"Peter! That smart kid! I like him! Justin, send Parker's family some chocolates and a sorry envelope."

"On it" Justin walked off.

"Peter's alright" Harry noted. "Still, I want to send him something" Norman insisted. "Ok" Harry said.

"You look fine" the doctor finished inspecting Peter at the hospital. "You can go now."

"Thank you, doctor" Aunt May thanked.

The doctor smiled. "It's fine."

So Peter headed home with his Aunt and Uncle, and outside of the house door was a box of Guylian Chocolates and a letter, entitled from Norman Osborn.

"Hmm, what's this?" Uncle Ben picked the letter up, opening it, and having a look at it, but then handing it to Peter.

"It's for you" Uncle Ben said.

Peter began reading the letter:

From Norman Osborn, to Mr. Peter Parker and the Parker Family in general. I apologize for the spider bite inconvenience. I wish for you, Peter, to heal quickly and get better. Here is some chocolates from Guylian.

"This doesn't sound like Norman" Peter said, and they headed inside the house.

"Well, I'm gonna go to bed. Harry's having a party 7:00 PM tomorrow. Can I go there?" Peter asked.

"No drinking" Aunt May said.

"No drinking" Peter repeated.

People danced at Harry's party. It looked so fun when Harry entered, and he's sure lucky that he healed up from the spider bite. Luckily, there wasn't any alcoholic (otherwise Aunt May would be pretty angry.)

There was dancing, drinking, eating and chatting. Harry was there, talking with MJ, Flash was with Liz, trying to impress her, while Kenny and Randy talked with each other, and Sally Avril was just talking with some of her friends.

"Hey, Peter" MJ called for Peter. "Hey" Peter approached Harry and his seemingly new friend. "Nice party you've got here."

"Oh, my father let me use this room for a night, so long as I don't annoy him."

"I get it" Peter nodded. "Well, I'm going to go get some drinks. Would you like anything?" MJ asked.

"Some punch will be fine" Harry said.

"And I'll come along" Peter said.

"'Kay" MJ said, walking off, with Peter walking besides her.

"What do you think?" Peter asked MJ. "It's quiet a party, right?"

"Well, Peter, my Auntie doesn't usually let me go to party. But, Ms. MJ is pretty persuasive."

"And Ms. MJ speaks in the 3rd person" Peter joked, and MJ laughed.

After grabbing their drinks, Peter headed to the bathroom, where he took a pee. When he went to wash his hands, he heard footsteps walking inside the restroom.

He turned to see Flash Thompson.

Oh, come on, why only Flash?

"Yo', Parker Boy, so sorry for that spider bite" Flash teased. "Oh, Aunt May, Uncle Ben… it hurts!" Flash imitated Peter's voice.

"Flash, I don't want to fight you" Peter walked off and outside the toilet, followed by Flash, who was practically asking for a fight.

"Hah!" Flash chuckled. "Fight me? What are you going to do, Parker, spin a web?"

Flash darted forward, pulling down Peter's pants and exposing his boxers. "Hah!"

"Hah!"

"Hah!"

"Hah!"

Nearly everyone in the party stared at him, some of them laughing.

"Flash, don't be such a jerk" MJ stepped forward. Peter pulled up his pants, turning to Flash. "I'm sorry Parker, did I hurt you?" Flash smirked.

All his anger had been bottled up. All these years he hid it inside. He always had the urge, I guess, but he never thought to do something. Maybe it was his Aunt May, maybe it was Uncle Ben, or maybe it was just himself.

But he had too this time.

Peter, backing off, then clenching his fist and raising it, shifted it forward, delivering a strike to Flash's head that send him trembling back and then falling down to the floor, and Peter didn't regret it.

Not one bit at least.

MJ cupped her hands against her mouth, while Harry was just plain surprised, as well as Kenny and Randy.

Sally, however, was impressed in a way.

Fury whelmed Peter, and by now, he was ashamed, but he felt like he went to far.

He contemplated himself about it. What would Aunt May think? Uncle Ben? All these things just hit him.

Would he be treated any different at school? Maybe MJ would stop being friends with him.

"What a freak!" Kenny called. Peter turned to MJ, and to Harry, but he ran off. He couldn't say anything. But the one thing that surprised him more then anything is, even if he choose to punch Flash, how did he hurt him? He's not strong enough?

Maybe something crawled into him, and made him stronger.

He ran in the night, his first instinct telling him to just sit in the dark in an alley, his other instinct telling him to run home, the place he was going now.

As he ran home, he saw a criminal racing off with a duffle bag, away from a storeowner.

It must be the raise in crime, Peter thought.

Peter entered his house, where he found a panicked yet angered Aunt May and Uncle Ben.

"Peter…" Aunt May spoke. "Your Uncle and I are not deaf, we heard about what happened."

"How did you know?" Peter asked.

"Your friend Harry gave us a call," Uncle Ben said. "He was worried about you, and we are too."

"Well you shouldn't be."

"Yes we should!" Aunt May raised her voice.

"No, you shouldn't!" Peter cried. And they all stood in silence. Yes, he hated himself for what he did, yes he contemplated himself for it, but he couldn't do anything to go back.

He just had to live with it, and he was embarrassed to admit he had made such a wrong decision. What was he meant to do?

"Peter, just go to your room" Uncle Ben spoke, firmly. Peter nodded. He was ashamed; his guardians expected more from him.

After all they did for him.

After how much they loved him.

He failed them.

Peter lay back on his bed, shutting his eyes, just thinking about how he messed up.

But quickly, he went to bed, fearing what would await him at school the next morning.

The morning was silent and awkward, quiet and quiet an ordeal.

He was driven to school by his Uncle Ben, where they had a talk in the car.

"Do you regret what you did?" Uncle Ben asked.

"Hmm?" Peter asked him to repeat what he said.

Uncle Ben knew that Peter heard him, but just didn't want to answer his question.

"Do you regret what you did to Flash?"

"Maybe."

"What do you mean, maybe?" Uncle Ben asked, ashamed.

"Ok, yes, maybe I'm just to embarrassed to admit it" Peter confessed.

"Well don't be. Now I want you to go to school and apologize, ok?"

Peter shook his head.

"Ok?"

"Yeah, yeah, alright."

"Peter," Uncle Ben continued

Peter dreaded this conversation, yet Uncle Ben continued.

"With great power, there must always come great responsibility. You have the power to do well, and you can use it to help people. Peter, take your time to think about what you did. Now, your Aunt and I decided not to ground you, but it seems like we haven't taught you have we?"

Maybe, Peter thought to himself. He wouldn't dare say that.

"Peter, you're not a bad person. You just made the wrong decision."

"They chose not to ground me" Peter told Harry. Everyone at the party was looking at him; even some people that weren't at the party had heard of the event, were also looking at him.

"My father wouldn't ground me either" Harry added. "He couldn't be bothered to take care of me at home."

"Well, look, I made the wrong mistake."

"Yeah, you did" MJ approached the two. "Peter, I never knew it was in you" MJ added. The three friends stood there in silence for a while. Peter just didn't know what to say to his friends, Harry was looking from Peter to MJ, Peter to MJ and then back, and MJ… she had a smile forming on her face.

She gave Peter a punch on his arm, smiling.

"Good on you" MJ said, surprising Peter. What? Peter thought.

"Why are you happy?" He asked.

"'Cause I hate Flash."

"And half the school does" Harry concluded. "Face it Peter… you're a hero" MJ smiled.

Peter turned to Flash, who seemed to be enjoying the attention he derived from his injury. "Anyways, I have an apology to make" Peter said, walking off to Flash.

"Hey, Flash," Peter began. Flash turned to face the "nerd" that practically beat him that other day.

Flash tried remaining cool, hiding the fact that Peter punched him with a punch that ended up with him and a scratch on his head.

"What Parker?" Flash asked. "I'm… I'm sorry" Peter picked up the courage to apologize. "Phew, it was nothing" Flash chuckled. "The way I see it, Peter, you just got lucky. It doesn't mean you're going to get lucky again."

Flash walked off, leaving Peter wishing he hadn't apologized.

Peter shut his old scrapbook, laying it on his bedside table and standing up to walk to the bathroom. He approached the bathroom door, reached for the knob, took hold of it, twisted it, and broke it off of the wall.

"Oh, what the…" Peter said, the doorknob still stuck to his hand. "What's happening?"

Peter reached to remove the knob, be he only stuck his too hands to it.

"What is this?" He asked himself. He struggled to pull it off, trying, and trying, and after 5 minutes, the knob fell off his hand.

It's not like I have glue on my hands or something Peter thought. He turned to tell his Aunt and Uncle, when he came to a realization.

He stared at his hands, and knew that at that moment, everything would be changed. It was the spider, of course, it couldn't be anything else.

But the only way he could know is if he tested it. He kicked off his shoes and socks, and reached for the wall, moving his hands, closer, slowly, and he stuck.

He kicked up his two legs, and he adhered to the wall… like a spider.

He scaled his way up through the surface and up to the room, staring down, and everything was upside down.

"Huh" he laughed, scaling around the room. He had to go further.

He opened his room window, shut it behind him as he jumped out, and leaped down to the grass ground, racing off into the depths of the night.

He ran, faster then he had ever run before, faster then Usian Bolt.

"Woah" his voice echoed, as he jumped high, higher then ever. "Yes, this is awesome!"

He landed down on the ground, having enough time to finish that sentence, and he continued to run.

He stopped near a closed shop, and worked on scaling the wall, and he reached the roof, as he leaped from building to building, backflip after backflip, and he balanced on a street wire to reach the other side of the road.

"Speed, leaping, wall crawling, equilibrium and even…" Peter approached the vent, denting it with his bear hands. "Strength?"

Everything was perfect now, not even what happened with Flash could bother him.

I'm a Spider-Man

The next morning, a Saturday, Peter began working on a device. He had to travel from one place to another to find tools, but luckily, there were some scattered around in the basement.

But, when he did find tools, he set them around his table, taking a seat, and beginning work. It was a complex device, something only a Peter Parker would now.

It was a wrist device, but his work was disrupted when his room door knocked. Quickly, he stashed the unfinished wrist device and equipment into a draw, and yelled: "come in!"

The room door opened, and in came Uncle Ben, wearing a friendly look on his face. He mouthed a "hi", and shut the door behind him as he entered.

"Peter, what are you doing?" Uncle Ben asked.

"Oh, uh, nothing, just working on some homework" Peter lied, smiling to hide his lie.

"Oh" Uncle Ben frowned. "Would you like something to eat?"

"Oh, no, I have to finish my homework."

"Ok" Uncle Ben smiled, and exited the room shortly afterwards.

And Peter resumed his work.

It took him a long time, and the device only needed a few tweaks, and it would be ready for wielding.

It wasn't even tiring. It was worth it. And when the device was finished, it fit perfectly around Peter's wrist, and the LED light on the display lit perfectly.

"Webs, high" a robotic voice projected.

"'Adda boy" Peter quipped, aiming the wrist device onto a utopia globe. He gently applied pressure to the device trigger, and a strand of precise webbing fired at the globe. "Ha!" He laughed.

He tugged on the globe, pulling it forward and dodging as it came his way. "Woah" he was quick to fire webbing at a portrait of himself. He pulled the portrait forward, smashing it on the ground.

"Sorry portrait."

Peter, after messing around with his new device, removed it from his wrist. Now that's what I call a web shooter.

Peter took the skateboard to school the next day. His attention hadn't dried out, and he lead his way to science class, where Dr. Curtis Connors was having a chat to the class.

"Well, I hope you enjoyed the excursion" Curtis said. "And, Peter, Norman is very sorry with what happened. I hope you get better."

Peter smiled. "I'm just fine."

"Okay then…"

Through out science class, he could hear some people talking about a wrestler, Crusher Hogan, and apparently, whoever was to defeat him in a cage match would score $500 dollars, in cash.

Should I? Peter thought on his way home. Before he would dare go, make a costume and challenge Crusher, he decided to watch some clips of him in wrestling.

He watched a tape of Crusher, lifting a man on top of his head, and then crushing him to the ground. "Oh!" The crowds cried.

Now I get the meaning of the name "crusher."

Peter was afraid to face this guy. Yes, he could hold his own against Flash, but Flash is no wrestler, and he certainly isn't Crusher Hogan.

And so he watched a playlist of Crusher Hogan clips (watching Crusher's trademark move of lifting the opponent high in the air and then smashing there back on his knee), yet he still decided to uptake the challenge, but he needed a costume.

Using some of Aunt May's tools, and some of the skills he learnt from textiles, Peter began working on a costume, and when the costume was finished, it fitted him perfectly.

It was black shoes, baggy jeans, and a t-shirt, with fingerless gloves, and a ski mask. Yes, he looked ridiculous, but it was the best he could do for now.

"Watch out New York, here comes The Masked Marvel."

On his way to the tournament, skating with his backpack, but holding it tight so it wouldn't get stolen, Peter found his Uncle withdrawing money from an ATM.

He was tempted to keep on going to the tournament, but he stopped to talk to his Uncle.

"Hey, Uncle Ben, I wouldn't be at an ATM if I were you. Did you here about the prison break?"

"Yeah well" Uncle Ben finished scanning his card, and a wad of cash was produced from the ATM machine, and Uncle Ben took it, beginning to store it in his wallet.

"I'll be gone anyways" Uncle Ben smiled. "And what about you?"

"Oh, I'm just heading to the library to pick up some books?"

"Did you apologize to Flash?"

"Yeah, but, it's not like it was for anything. Flash wouldn't say anything" Peter held a tight grip on his backpack.

"That's not what matters" Uncle Ben walked over to his car, taking out his keys to unlock it. "And, Peter, be home by 8."

"Okay" Peter nodded. Uncle Ben seated himself into his car, shutting his door. "Be careful for thieves" Peter clutched his bag even tighter. Uncle Ben smiled to his nephew, and drove off, leaving Peter alone.

Crusher picked the other wrestler up from the ground, performing his trademark move and leaving the other wrestler on the ground, back aching.

"Oh, my back, my legs."

"Crusher!" The crowd cheered, as Crusher raised his two hands, screaming, "yeah!" and clenching them into fists.

"Who wants to fight me, huh?" Crusher yelled as the other wrestler was to be pulled out of the arena. "C'mon, come forward!"

Peter, dressed in his ridiculous costume, stood from a distance, ready to show himself. He was nervous, but he had to do it. It was the only way he could move forward. "C'mon, show yourself!"

"I'd like those 500 dollars" Peter yelled, pointing to Crusher. "Heh" the announcer laughed. "We don't want you to get hurt."

"Oh, I'll be fine" Peter looked to the audience, to spot MJ and Harry occupying two seats, but ignoring it. "Just let me have a go" he smiled.

"Ha! Come in here so I can end you!" Crusher taunted. Peter walked forward, walking into the ring and in front of Crusher.

"Okay, we're going to put up the cages!"

In a matter of seconds, the cage match was prepared, and Peter and Crusher were to face off.

"In three, two, one, go!"

Crusher charged at Peter, who braced himself.

Here we go.

And there it is, the end of the first chapter. I hope you liked it, and I think I did a good job, but the rest kind of seemed rushed. But, I still think it's great, and the only reason it felt rushed is for the origin.

Anyways, thank you for inspiring me to make this story, and I hope you liked it. There wasn't much action or heroics, but we'll jump into that later on. Trust me, by issue #3; this series will be a whole lot different.

I have a lot in store, so hang on, and if I get enough reviews and feedback, I'll upload the next chapter. I really tried to establish character connections and relationships, and I hope I did well.

The origin story was kind of predictable, but the origin is the origin, and it's hard to change if you want to stay true to the character. Anyways, the next chapter will probably be called "great power, great responsibility" so stick around to see the upload.

Thanks, , you're awesome, and please review and leave a comment, be it good, or bad, so I now how to improve.