Me: Prepare for the ultimate crossover. X-Men and Spider-man. Unfortunately, the X-Men will not come into the story until the third or fourth chapter.

Rosie: What about me? When do I come in?

Me: Your the main character. Your going to come in the first chapter, of course. And be quiet. The readers don't know you yet. You can converse more with me after the first chapter. That is, if your conscious. Mawhahahaha.

Rosie: Stop that your scaring me.

Me: Now for the disclaimer. I do not own Spider-man or the X-Men. I am just a big fan of both.

Chapter 1: The Accident

Rosie P.O.V.

I was so excited. Today was my first day at my new high school. But I was also nervous. Would kids like me? Would I make any friends? And would my internship request be accepted by Dr. Connors? I had heard from several people from my last school had said that he was the best scientist in the entire state of New York.

"Honey, are you ready yet?" my mom called.

"Nope. I'm almost done." I said as I looked to make sure every piece of my long golden hair was in place. My hair hair went well with my California tan and sky blue dress that reached just above my knees. That's where we had moved from, California. My dad was a police offer who had been requested to come New York in order to work with Captain Stacy to continue to decrease crime in New York. That is one of the major pros of moving so far from my friends. I now lived in the same state, even the same city, as Spider-man. Or at least, the city he was most commonly spotted.

My mom dropped me off at my new high school, Midtown High. I sighed as I tried opening my locker. I would have to do something about that gum wrapped around the lockers knob. I placed the books I wouldn't need until after lunch and closed my locker. I started to walk to class.

"Hello beautiful." I turned around to see a blond jock looking at me. " I never have seen you around before, you must be new. I'm Flash Thompson. The quarter back for our school's football team and most popular male teen on campus."

I snorted. "Yeah I'm new, and I'm not interested." He grabs me before I can walk away.

"Hey, listen, no one, and I mean no one, turns down Flash Thompson. Understand."

"Just leave her alone Flash." A voice said behind me. Flash releases me.

"Stay out of this Puny Parker, or I'm going to have find something else to do." I turn around to see a skinny boy with brown hair and eyes.

"I told you to leave her alone." Flash pushes the Parker kid against a locker, then lets him drop and walks away. I run over to Parker.

"Oh my, are you okay?"

"Yeah, he's done worse." he said standing up.

"He's done this before?"

"Yeah. My name is Peter Parker by the way. Some people call me Petey, Pete, Parker, or as you heard Flash say, Puny Parker."

"My name is Rosie Maria. I'm new to Midtown High. I just moved to New York a couple of days ago from California."

"That explains the tan and blond hair."

"Yeah. Oh, do you happen to know where Mr. Simon's class is. I have have him for science first period."

"Oh yeah. He's my first teacher too. You're a sophomore?"

"Yeah."

"Wow. You look older, more mature I mean."

"Yeah, I kind of have to be. My dad is a police officer, so I have to be a big girl if anything happens to him. Stuff has happened, thankfully non of it killed him or I wouldn't be here in New Work today. We moved because he was wanted by Captain Stacy."

"Really, you know, my girlfriend, Gwen Stacy, is his daughter." He said as we started towards the classroom.

"Really? That's cool. I'd like to meet her."

"I can arrange that. Do you have first lunch?" I nodded. "Then yeah, I can totally introduce you two."

"Sweet!"

Peter P.O.V.

As science period dragged on, I couldn't help but look at Rosie. I had already finished everything, including my homework, so I had nothing else to do. She looked so much like Gwen. Accept in height, her hair was golden, not pale, Rosie wasn't pale, and her eyes were a deeper, darker blue than Gwen's. Otherwise, they were both skinny, caring, and smart. I mean, I think she finished everything, like me, seconds after me. I probably was quicker because of my spider-like reflexes. Towards the end of the period, Gwen came in with some papers from the office and whispered something into the teachers ear. As Gwen left the teachers looked at Rosie in amazement. Rosie didn't notice, she was to deep in her reading.

"Class," the teacher called, getting the class's attention "I have an amazing announcement. Rosie Maria has been accepted as intern into OsCorp under the famous Dr. Curt Connors. That makes us the school in New York with the highest amount of students working under Dr. Connors."

Everyone clapped. Rosie looked so excited. No wonder why they sent Gwen to deliver the message she, as well as I, were interns for Dr. Connors too. I went to congratulate her. "Hey that's cool. And you just got here. Gwen and I are interns for him too."

"That's cool. I guess I'll be spending a lot of time with you and Gwen." she said.

If Spider-man isn't needed, I thought.

"Rosie, could you come here and get the pieces of information you need?" Mr. Simon asked.

"Sure." she answered going up to get it.

Gwen P.O.V.

I was sitting at our usual table, waiting for Pete. Then I saw him with a girl who looked like the typical stereotype Californian girl. Except she was wearing a sky blue dress with silver flats, instead of a t-shirt, jeans, and tennis shoes. They were heading towards me, laughing like she had just said something funny. "Hi, Peter. Who's your new friend?" I tried to ask in the nicest way possible. It's kind of hard to do that when your boyfriend is with some strange, beautiful girl you've never met before.

"Hey, Gwen. This is Rosie Maria. She's gonna be an intern to Dr. Connors too. She's new."

"Oh yeah. I came in first period this morning to tell the teacher." I said relieved, he had introduced her with a tone that just meant friend. He had no extra feelings for her.

"So your Gwen Stacy." she said sitting down next to me, and Peter on my other side. "My dad's going to be working with your dad."

"Oh so your dad's the well-known Lieutenant Maria's daughter."

"Yep. Word is that your dad personally asked for my dad."

"He did. Apparently they were old college pals. But that's not the only reason he asked them to come to New York. He heard how your dad was doing in California, and decided that he could use a man like him. Spider-man can't do it all you know."

"Have you ever met Spider-man in person?"

"Yeah, he's had to save me a couple of times. You know being an officer's daughter is dangerous, especially if it's a high ranking officer."

"I know what you mean. I haven't actually been involved in anything, but my dad has received threats. They have always caught the culprit before he could do anything though."

"That's good."

"Yeah." Then the lunch bell rang. "Well, I guess I'll see Peter at Dr. Connors's lab today, but I think I have math with you Gwen."

"Yeah," I said look at her schedule, "you do."

Rosie P.O.V.

I looked up at ESU labs. Who knew Dr. Connors would want me to start today? It was all so exciting, I walked in and was greeted by a man who's right arm was missing. He wore a white lab coat. I read the name tag. It said Connors. "Oh, Dr. Connors." I said instantly shaking his left hand. " My name is Rosie Maria, the new intern."

"Hello, Rosie. And welcome to ESU labs. I've heard great things about you from all your science teachers." he greeted warmly.

"All of them?"

"Yes, all of them. And I think I'll have you start over their with those two, at the Genetics Table. Their names are-."

"Peter, Gwen! Hi!" I called running over to them.

"He set you up at the Genetics Table?" Peter asked.

"Yeah, this is so cool! I get to spend more time with my friends!"

"Do you know what Genetics is about?" questioned Gwen.

"Yeah, I've always loved studying that subject." They looked at me weird. "I studied it on my free time. We weren't taught Genetics yet in California. Anyway, Genetics the science of heredity, dealing with resemblances and differences of related organisms resulting from the interaction of their genes and the environment."

"Your right on the dot about the definition." Peter said, "But you don't know that we're trying to figure out how to change the human gene so we can create cures for hereditary diseases."

"Awesome."

The weeks passed, and I got real close to Peter and Gwen, and despised Flash and his goons as they did. We worked on Genetics and actually made some serious break throughs. We were working late one night, on the verge of a major break through, the one that could make everything fall into place, when a window shattered, spraying glass all over us. And what Peter had explained earlier (he says he knows because he photographs of Spider-man and his fights) as a pumpkin bomb rolled in. It went off, setting chemicals on fire. Everyone ran for the exits. I saw Peter run to a... broom closet? I didn't have time to think why. A desk flew over my head, making me stop and become trapped in between desks. I saw Spider-man helping others get out. I screamed at him for help, but he couldn't hear me.

Then I noticed what was on those tables. They were chemicals that Dr. Connors had instructed us to never mix together because they were highly flammable and when mixed, they created a harmful fumes and the liquid on skin was never tested, the subjects had never survived that far. Their containers were broken and they were slowly seeping towards each other. I scream one more time, in hopes that I am heard. No one comes and the liquids mix.

Spider-man P.O.V.

"Is that everyone?" I asked Connors as I dropped Gwen down next to him.

"I think so Spider-man."

"No, wait." Gwen said looking around. "Where is Rosie? Where is my friend Rosie Maria?"

"Oh, is she still inside? Goody, goody!" A voice above cackled. "She was my target. Do you have any clue how many members of my pumpkin squad have been arrested because of her father? To many for my taste. Now he gets to feel what true loss is like." the Green Goblin cried.

I made like I was going to jump onto him and his glider. But he just went, "Tut tut Spider-man. You can try to stop me, or you could try to do the even more so impossible, and save the young lady." He had a good point. Man, I hate it when villains have a good point. I grumble under my breath and jump up onto the building instead. I crawl into the level I last saw Rosie. She's still on the same level. Her top half is laying on top of a table, like she had passed out. She was so still. Too still. I swung over to her ,dodging flames, trying to avoid broken glass and the parts of the building that were starting fall apart because of the flames. When I made it to her pulse. It's still there, but it's slow and fading fast. I picked her up and saw a she was badly cut from the glass containers she had fallen on. I could barely make out the labels, but I did. This was not good. We need to get the antidote soon. I grabbed one of the non-broken vials that held the antidote. I didn't know what we could possible do for her skin. We never got as far as skin testing. This was not good.

I swung out the window, holding her bleeding body close to mine. I laid her onto a prepared stretcher. The medics started to take her away, "Stop," I said. She was infected with some chemicals. That lab was holding the only cure." The medics stopped. Dr. Connors paled. Then I showed them the vial. Dr. Connors paled even more, recognizing the antidote, knowing one of his best interns was in serious danger if it failed. The antidote had a fifty fifty chance of working. It worked half the time, the other half... well you get the picture. "I have the only antidote left." And with that I poured it all down her throat. and her front, neutralizing the fumes that started to come off.

"What about you Spider-man? In order to get her you'd have been exposed to the fumes too." Dr. Connors pointed out.

"I am wearing a mask and my suit it liquid proof, except for when it's ripped. And it's not ripped, so I'm fine." I looked down at Rosie. In the better light I realized, she was pale, so pale. Her tan didn't hide anything. She didn't even seem to have a tan anymore. "She moaned. That's a good sign. It means the cure has worked. She flutters her eyes open, looking at me as I told the medics took her into the ambulance. I heard her mutter about meeting Spider-man, but not being conscious. I new she was going to be fine.

"Wait a second," Connors said, "Where's Peter?"

"Is he is scrawny and have brown hair and eyes?" I asked.

"Yes."

"He said something about having to tell his aunt that he's alright or something."

"Oh, thank goodness. He should tell someone before he just disappears."

"He told me." I tried my best to look hurt. It's hard when you have a mask.

"I'm talking about someone that can immediately get the message to me, instead of someone who has to go back in the building to save someone." he said turning around.

"I understand. He was in a real hurry though."

"Yeah his aunt gets real worried easily. Hey, how did you know that those chemicals were-?" He asked turning back towards me, except, I wasn't there.

Me: Yay! I made a cliffhanger. Will Rosie survive or will she die a painful slow death in a hospital bed? Read to find out.

Gwen: Seriously? You had to knock out my best friend? And send her to a hospital.

Me: It's all a part of my master plan. You shall see in my next chapter. I would like a few reviews please.

Gwen: If I wasn't fiction and Spider-man wasn't fictional, I would so tell him that you're a super villain in disguise.

Me: Who says I'm not?