Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, neither do I want to. I do not own Spiderman, simply because Stan Lee is too wise to give him to me.

Warnings: nothing. Yeah, that's right, nothing. Well, except shounen ai, but no juicy lemons, no cussing, no…nothing!

CHAPTER 1: The Transformation

Hello, I'm Peter Parker, teen vampire. Now, I know you're thinking: last time you checked, I was a superhero. Well, that's because last time you checked I was a superhero. See, I was just a normal, free-lance photographer, high school student, spider mutant hero until some years ago…

Whew! That was a close one! Doc Ock and the Sinister Six are on my tail. I've been trying to get them away from the civilians, but the only problem is now that they aren't bothering civilians, they're bothering me! And when I say bothering, I mean beating the ever-loving daylight out of me! Not to mention I'm out of web fluid, so I'm basically dead in the water. Or dead in the sand since Sandman is really using me as a punching bag. I can't believe myself! They're closing in on me and all I can do is make bad jokes in my head! Doc Ock extends his arms towards me, Sandman sends a mace ball or two of sand, Mysterio shoots a couple flaming cards, Electro shocks me, Vulture claws at me, and Kraven throws a KO punch. Then spots appear and darken my vision. When I see that the Sinister Six are gone, I just barely have the strength to crawl to shelter before everything goes black…

I slowly opened my eyes and blink everything into focus. Strangely, I could see everything really clearly. I saw golden dust motes floating in the air and individual threads in the cloth canopy above my head. Another strange thing is how danged thirsty I was. My throat was absolutely parched! And why could I hear so well? And what was that terrific scent?

Just then, a beautiful woman of about twenty-five in a knee-length lavender dress and a white doctor's coat walked into my line of sight. She looked very pale and kinda Oriental or something and had a soft smile on her face. Then she spoke.

"Good morning. I'm Dr. Li Chang. I found you so beaten up you were barely alive! What happened to you?

"Well," I said, wondering how much I should say," I guess I just ran into the wrong group of people. I'm Peter Parker, by the way. Where am I? And why is everything so…strange? Also, I kinda hate to sound demanding, but I don't suppose you'd have any water handy, would you? I'm parched!" She laughed and handed me a cup. I didn't really look inside. I just tossed it down. Mmmm! That was what smelled so good!

"It's very nice to meet you, Peter. You are in, believe it or not, Yonkers, New York. As to your other question…well, brace yourself," she said as she sat down on a chair near the bed I was on.

"Where to start…well, here we go. To be blunt, you, Peter Parker, are a vampire. The only nourishment you will need from now on is blood. You are immortal, you can't sleep, and you have superhuman speed, agility, and strength. You can also heal yourself. If you go out in the sun, contrary to popular belief, you will not burn, you will simply sparkle. Silver, water, and stakes to the heart will not bother you. In fact, the only way you can be destroyed is if you are torn into pieces and burnt," she lectured in a soft voice, her eyes intently studying my amazed face.

"WHAT! I'm a VAMPIRE!" I yelled in shock. She laughed quietly and nodded. I stared at her, completely dumbfounded. Jiminy Christmas! I'm a vampire. I'm…dead. Then she continued.

"The most important things to remember are: werewolves are real and were practically designed to kill us. And there is, of course, the Volturi. They are a large group of powerful vampires. They are led by Aro, a telepathic vampire. The Volturi are cruel and power-hungry. They are like…vampire police. If you ever tell a human of our existence, they will hunt you down! But that's enough information for now. You need to feed. There is a forest outside. Go out and find an animal to drink from."

"But, I thought you, or er, we vampires, drank human blood.

"Well, yes, most, including the Volturi, drink human blood. However, there are some of us who are… "vegetarian" vampires, if you will. We only drink from animals. Now, go! Your instincts will show you how to hunt," she replied. Nodding, I stood. Almost immediately, I was aware of a strange swirling sensation. Then everything practically zoned out. Almost as if I wasn't in full control of my body, I ran to the window and jumped out, landing in a smooth crouch. Then I galloped towards the aforementioned forest, my nose and my instincts determining my path. I tracked a herd of deer, and with a hissing growl that actually originated from me I pounced on one. My hands flew to the slender neck, breaking it with no effort. I leaned my head down and felt a rush of a sharp yet strangely rather thick on my tongue liquid that seemed almost like saliva. Feeling my fangs elongate for the first time was a creepy feeling, but my hunger allowed- or demanded –my attention to return to my meal. My first mouthful of fresh blood I will remember forever. It was warm, thick, smooth, and so very rich and bloody. The feel of it rushing into my mouth and down my throat in great greedy gulps almost made me feel like an alcoholic. I couldn't care less. Looking back, I think I must have drained 6 deer before I was fully satisfied and in control of my body once more. Then I retraced my steps back, though in no particular hurry. I enjoyed the feel of the forest, smelling, seeing, hearing, and feeling things I'd never noticed before. Even a flick of my tongue in the cool woody air provided me with more information that I would have thought. The house- a nice brownstone looking somewhat out of place in a forest –loomed up in front of me. I ran up and jumped, landing nimbly on the window sill. Wow! I was even more agile now than when I was Spiderman. Wait! What did I mean, when I was Spiderman! But, reasoning logically, how could I save people if I myself wanted to kill them and drink their blood? I snarled agitatedly, running a hand through my hair.

"I take it your hunt was…successful?" murmured Dr. Li's soft voice as she looked up from the medical journal she was reading. I nodded mutely before walking over and sitting down beside her stiffly. Then I sighed at the multitude of questions running through my head. I decided to take the most pressing and deal with it first.

"Ok, Dr. Li, what am I going to do now? I mean, I can hardly go back to my old life. At least, not until I've got the blood thing under control. Hey, it will get under control, right?" She nodded quickly in reassurance.

"Yes, in several years, if you make an effort, you will be able to control yourself," she said, "As for what you will do now? You will learn control, first of all. Then you may worry about you future. After all, you're in no rush," she added with a bittersweet smile that puzzled me. However, I just nodded and stared into the crackling fire in front of us. And I knew that my life had been changed, irrevocably, from that day onwards. I still don't know how a felt about that.

TBC...

AN: Yes, yes, I know, I know, I have other fics that desperately need my attention, but I got a new computer, and while I was transferring files onto it, I ran into this old thing. I brushed it off, polished it with a bit of elbow grease, and placed it on my shelf…figuratively, of course. So if the writing is a little…juvenile, please remember that I wrote this at about the age of 13. Yup, that's right, I haven't gotten a new computer for 6 years, feel sorry for me and buy me another new one! LOL. Anyway, please review!