The sun is beginning to set as you sit on top of the Empire State Building, looking down on New York.
"I need to do something productive before night falls." You think.
All you've done today is help an elderly woman find her dog. In the city it is dangerous for that dog to be out alone, but it isn't the type of thing you thought you'd be doing regularly. When you told Mr. Stark you'd be fighting crime on the streets you expected more.
"Peter!" You hear Ned's voice ring in your ears. "Yes Ned?" You say.
"Sorry to hop on unannounced but I just saw on the news that there's a robbery at National Bank in progress on Main St.!"
"Karen show me the way to National Bank"
"Here are the directions to National Bank, Peter." Karen speaks robotically as a map pops up in the top right corner of your eye protectors.
"Thanks Karen!" you yell as you propel yourself off the building and launch a web onto the next building.
As you swing from building to building hundreds of feet up in the air, you hear Ned's voice reappear. "Hurry Peter, they've got the cops in a shoot off!"
"I'm swinging as fast as I can Ned!" You manage to spit out despite the fact that your breath is completely gone.
Finally, you arrive on the scene. The police have surrounded the outside of the building in a large semicircle of cop cars. There are pedestrians desperately trying to get to safety while also wanting to view the madness inside the bank.
The huge glass doors of the bank allow you to see right into the action. You swing over the heads of the cops and finesse your way through the doors and around gunfire to drop down right behind the robbers.
"Hey meat-head!" You yell at the beefy monster of a man that is guarding the hostages. He yells back at you, "Watch it bug-boy! You may have super powers, but a bullet will still kill you!" A bullet buzzes past your head; you barely dodged that one. Another comes your way, but this time you are more prepared. Even though his shot is more accurate you are able to once again get out of the way. Seeing your opportunity, you web the gun out of his hand and smash it against the wall. Then you shoot three more blasts, one to tie his hands together and two for his feet. He is frozen in his tracks.
Preoccupied with firing at the cops, felon number two; a slender man with little to no upper body strength, doesn't see you at first, but he reacts quickly to the gunfire he sees being shot in your direction. He spins around and takes a shot that grazes your leg. "AHHHHH" you scream as look down at the blood gushing out of your leg. Needing to get out of the way you shoot a web to the ceiling and hang there for a brief second. Before he can get his bearings, you swing into the scrawny man and kick the gun out of his hands. Just like you did with meat-head, you web up his arms and legs and leave him sprawling on the ground.
You pick up both robbers and bring the out the front door to the attention of the police officers.
One police officer yells through the megaphone, "RELEASE THE FELONS AND PUT YOUR HANDS UP!"
This is the thanks you get for saving seven hostages and a shit-ton of money. Bleeding and sore, it takes all the energy you have left to shoot a web and swing yourself out of the bank. Luckily you were only grazed and the bleeding is slowing down; because you can't go home, not like this.
"Maybe Mr. Stark is home." You think. You pray that he is, you have nowhere else to hide.