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A Spider's Tangled Thread

Chapter 1: Hitting The Bricks

New York, NY. August 16, 2010 Time: 14:16

The big goth guy was really freaking Peter out.

He was simply standing on the edge of a building and taking a break from his costumed crime fighting when he felt like he was being watched. Peter turned around to see a very large man in a black tuxedo staring at him, with a sly grin lightly touching the man's cruel face. Normally, Peter would have fired off a snarky quip and been on his way, but when he looked in the man's eyes, Peter felt a cold dread grip his heart. The feeling was true fear, the type of fear that a deer has just before a wolf tears out its throat, the type of fear a criminal feels when he meets the Punisher in a dark alley, the type of fear that a predator sees in the eyes of its prey. Peter had never felt this way before; he thought since he had gotten his spider powers, he should never have had to feel this way at all. Yet, he did.

All Peter could do was stare back at this man, and it made no sense. Peter had fought and beaten men who were larger than this man, men who could crush cars like a hand crumples paper, hell, he survived against the HULK for a while, but something in this man's eyes screamed 'I am a predator, you are my prey.' Peter's spider-sense was buzzing in the back of his skull, whispering 'run, hide, flee', but he was frozen in his place. They simply stared at each other, and after what seemed like hours the man spoke. Without breaking eye contact, he uttered a single sentence, "I found you."

He was about to take a step toward Peter when it happened; something that would change Peter's life forever. A flash of light, any and every color all at once, erupted in Peter's vision and he blacked out. He saw blackness just long enough to hear a deep rumbling voice echo through his mind saying "Survive."

Peter's groggily opened his eyes, he rubbed his head and asked himself "What just happened?" Happily, nothing answered back, meaning Peter was still at least partially sane and alone. "The goth creep must've run off after the flash," Peter thought. He slowly stood up and looked around, he was on the same rooftop, but at the same time it wasn't the same. The layout of the roof was the same, but the clotheslines and other signs of occupation had been severely altered. Nothing was in the same spot and when Peter looked around at the other buildings he saw that everything had changed. Peter looked skeptically around him and calmly listed off possibilities in his head. They included a hallucination, alternate dimensions, Peter finally gone finally off the deep end and, most likely, that creep was a psychic and had put Peter in a physically induced dream, but he needed to confirm.

Peter thought back to six months ago when after a less than relaxing encounter with the 'X-men' he found himself being taught how distinguish reality from fantasy by a certain bald professor.

"Remember, Peter, first thing to do is remain calm. Then think about whom you are and then something that is unique about your appearance that very few people know; a scar, a birthmark, or anything else. Even if everything is there, then you have to check the level of detail of wherever you are. Look at history, talk to random people, and if that all points away from psychic illusion... well you're on your own."

Sighing, Peter set out to do just that.

New York, NY. August 16, 2010 Time: 17:26

Green Arrow had one foot on the ledge of the rooftop he was on as he scanned the crowd below for his objective. He, Batman, and Hawkman were looking for a known lieutenant of Intergang, supposedly, the guy knew the inner workings of Intergang and where they kept getting illegal technology from. One of the Green Lanterns, "John this time, I think," Arrow, also known as Oliver, thought to himself, because he was slightly late to the mission briefing as a result from oversleeping from a long night in the town with Black Canary, was on standby, waiting in the watchtower to zeta directly to earth in case anything got out of hand. Oliver sincerely hoped that this mission would go smoothly, but something in his gut told him something was going to happen, then again, something always happens.

Returning attention back to the street, Green Arrow stared down at the group of people below him, moving from person to person he studied their faces and eventually found their man, dressed rather obviously in a trench coat and fedora. Touching his ear, he radioed Batman "Found him."

"Take him, knockout gas," the Dark Knight replied in his deep voice.

Arrow silently grabbed his previously strung bow from its holster on his quiver and grabbed the appropriate trick arrow and was taking aim when this mission's 'something' happened. He pulled back on the bowstring when something suddenly struck his shoulder and yanked him back, sending his arrow way off course directly at the building across the street.

"I hope you weren't planning on using that on anyone down there, Robin Hood," A voice, young and full of sarcasm, said from behind him. Grabbing a 'impact-arrow' from his quiver, Oliver spun around and aimed strait at a scrawny man sticking to the wall, dressed in a skin tight web patterned red and blue suit, with two opaque white lenses to allow vision in the guys full face mask. Jumpy from a lack of sleep, Oliver released two arrows in quick succession at the masked man. With a natural agility the figure gracefully flipped over the projectiles and landed in a half-crouch on the rooftop. "Well that's not very nice, Greeny," the man quipped, laying on the sarcasm pretty thick "Those could have hurt me!"

"Who are you?" Oliver asked, with a third arrow nocked and pointed at the man's chest.

The man stood up and tapped his chest. "Spider-man, duh. You think I dress this way for-"

Arrow interrupted with a... err arrow, hoping to catch his opponent off guard. Sadly it failed, miserably, as the 'Spider-man' simply leaned back matrix style and let the arrow pass safely over his head. Exploding forward, the spidery man leaped at green arrow in return, not failing to keep up his constant stream of sarcasm, "Now, that was not very nice! Not very nice at all! Did the Merry Men forget their etiquette classes this year or something?"

Arrow rolled to the side, barely dodging the man's pounce. Oliver whipped his bow at the man's head like a club, only for the noticeably shorter man to grab the bow, stopping it dead in its tracks without any sign of pain. Just as the man was about to punch Arrow with what had to be super strength, he suddenly let go of the bow and leaped out of the way as the swishing sound of three batarangs filled the air and flashed in front of Arrow's eyes. Standing on the opposite edge of the building stood Batman and Hawkman, the former standing silent and foreboding as usual and the latter shouldering his usual massive mace. Sounding annoyed, the man quipped "Sorry, guano-guy, bird brain, but this is a private dance, I'm afraid your going to have to wait your turn."

Ignoring the man's sentence, Batman threw another batarang as Hawkman rushed forward, his mace raised above his head before smashing down on where the masked man had been not a moment before. "I guess you guys aren't the patient type then, oh well, I tried to be polite," The man said as he dodged both attacks, before grabbing Hawkman by the shoulders and flipping over the bird-hero and using his momentum to violently throw Hawkman off the rooftop. Dodging an arrow from Oliver, the man found himself facing a barrage of batarangs and arrows, gracefully dodging each one, but slowly being forced back to the wall of the next building. Flipping onto the wall after dodging an explosive arrow, the man flicked his wrist and made a odd shape with his fingers and caught a trio of batarangs from the Caped Crusader with a gray rope, no, a massive spider-silk thread, that flung from his wrist with a thwip. He quickly reeled them in and touched one of the points and asked "Where do get these things?!"

"Those are mine," The Batman replied monotonously.

"No, you threw them at me, now their mine," The man countered childishly.

Shocked, Green Arrow asked incredulously "How old are you?!"

The man didn't reply as he tossed the batarangs away as they exploded. "Man you guys have all the toys! Whatever, see ya!" He said, as he swung his legs over the edge of the wall, propelling himself onto the next building, he turned around to see Hawkman standing there with a scowl showing beneath his cowl. "As much as I would like to stay and dance, cuddles, I really must be going, cause I'm late for a very important date," He sarcastically explained, before thwiping another rope to a nearby building and yanking himself into the air, and began swinging away.

Growling, Hawkman began took off and quickly caught up to the man, but once again it seemed as though the man knew he was coming and yanked on his webline, placing himself above Hawkman. Not expecting that kind of aerial movement from a man swinging on webs, Hawkman didn't have time to turn around before the man was on his back and had shot two weblines onto his wings, effectively taking control of their flight, but nothing could have prepared Hawkman for what the man did next.

He burst into song, singing, not too badly, a smash hit... from the sixties.

"Lets go surfing now,

everybody's learning how.

Come on and safari with meeEEeeee."

Grunting, Hawkman swung his mace around in a wide arc around his head, almost catching his hitch-hiker, almost. Letting go, the man said, "Fine, fine I'll leave, birdbrain. Geesh."

Sure enough the man left, dropping off his 'ride' he twisted around and started to swing in the other direction, and said "Well, It's been fun chaps but I had better hit the-."

Only to slam into a green wall that literally popped out of no-where. "-Bricks." he groaned as he slid down the green energy construct with a comical squeak while the wall morphed into a sphere. John Stewart, a Green Lantern, hovered there, his fist outstretched and glowing green.

Flying back to where Batman and Green Arrow were waiting, Hawkman and Green Lantern landed on the roof. Recovering from his high speed collision with the Green Lantern's wall, the man had enough time for one last quip, "I guess I really did hit the bricks, huh?"

Walking forward, The Batman replied "Hilarious," before tossing a knockout gas capsule into the sphere. After the man had passed out, Batman turned to his colleagues and said, "The mission was a failure, time to head back."