Author's note: This story is in no way modeled after the movies, the games, the TV show, or the comics. So please do not judge this by how well it follows any of those stories. Thank you.
Spider-Man was swinging through the New York City sky, the sun outlining his image on the way to where he had just heard that Rhino was causing trouble. As he flew through the air, New Yorkers shouted out to him, cheering at the sight of him.
As he came to the scene of the crime, he saw Rhino tearing the insides out of a coffee shop. Rhino saw Spider-Man and hurled a round, polished mahogany table at him. Spider-Man simply shot out a web, and with a flick of his wrist, redirected the table out of his way.
"Stay out of my business, Spider-Man!"
"Sorry horn-head, I can't do that!" Spider-Man shot out a web toward an espresso machine behind Rhino and pulled it directly into the back of the villain's head. Rhino seemed surprised at the large object that had just crashed into his huge, empty head, but he seemed otherwise unaffected. He raised his monster of a fist, preparing to bring it down on the human arachnid's head. But as his clenched fist came down, it hit only sidewalk. Spider-Man had jumped to a wall to escape the concrete-shattering punch.
"This is way too easy, even for a blockhead like you!" No sooner did the words escape his lips than an electric charge hit him in the back, knocking him from his perch on the wall. The crowd of people that had gathered looked up to see Electro standing on top of the coffee shop, hands aglow with electricity. Once again, Rhino raised a huge fist to smash the head of the spider. But before he could bring it down to crush the skull of our neighborhood friendly Spider-Man, a gleaming longsword cut through the air, penetrating the hand of the gray gargantuan and stapling it to the ground.
"It's not nice to hit people." Rhino and Electro looked for the source of the sword and the voice. They saw a teenage boy standing in a blue shirt, black pants, black boots, and sunglasses. He had blonde hair that was combed straight down and was about 5'11". He was smirking at them like you do when you're 9 years old and you know a dirty secret that someone else doesn't. Electro threw a bolt of electricity at him, but as it hit him, it stopped and made its way across his torso, down both arms, and started flowing around his hands. The boy moved the electricity to one hand and shot it at Rhino. The power of the shock overwhelmed him and he passed out.
The boy looked up at Electro, who was still standing on top of the coffee shop. The boy ran up the wall and dealt a swift, powerful kick to the jaw of his enemy. Electro did a full backflip and a half, landing on his head. He fell in an unconscious heap. The boy kicked Electro off the roof of the coffee shop, jumping off to land on top of Electro's KOed form. At this point, Spider-Man was fully recovered.
"Who are you, kid?"
"The name's Blaine Mason. I'm the guy who just saved your eight-legged hinder parts. You're welcome."
"Yeah, thanks. So, what are you doing in New York?"
"Actually, I came up here to find someone. He caused just a little too much trouble back in Florida. He and I had a little skirmish and he got away. I heard that he was up here."
"It's a good thing you came in the summer, or you'd be freezing off your Floridian behind."
Blaine retrieved his sword from the profusely bleeding hand of Rhino. "Looks like the jolly gray giant won't be using that hand for a while." he commented.
Spider-Man looked at him. "Do you have any super powers or anything? I mean, other than the electricity."
"Yeah, I have telekinesis, pyrokinesis, and cryokinesis. Which means I can move things, burn things, and freeze things with my mind."
"That's a lot of kinesises."
"Yeah. I'm also really strong and fast. That part came partly with practice. Um, do you have a place where I can crash? I kinda wasn't thinking about that when I came here. All I have is that suitcase over there." Blaine pointed to a large black suitcase sitting on the sidewalk.
"Yeah, you can stay at my apartment. I'll show you the way." Blaine picked up his suitcase and lifted himself with telekinesis. Spider-Man started swinging away and Blaine flew after him. They landed on top of an apartment building about ten miles away.
Spider-Man scratched the back of his head. "Um, could you kind of turn around for a minute? I have to change." He pointed to a pile of clothes sitting a few feet away.
"Oh. Right." Blaine set down his suitcase and turned around. He heard some rustling while Spider-Man put on his clothes over the Spidersuit.
"Alright, you can turn around now." Blaine turned around and saw a man not too much older than him, with short brown hair and brown eyes.
"Well, let's go down to my apartment," Spider-Man said. Blaine and Spidey went through the roof door and down the steps to Spidey's apartment.
When they got through the door, Blaine asked, "So what's your real name?"
"Peter Parker."
Just then, they heard a crash outside on the street. They both ran over to the window to see Doctor Octopus tossing around cars.
"Just my luck," Peter said.
"What is it?"
"I just got these clothes back on."
To be continued…