Tai: "So…this is different, isn't it. I mean I know what you guys must be thinking. 'Don't you have other stories to work on; ones based on better-made franchises and not some mediocre pander fest?' Well, first off my dear readers, I am impressed. I must say that is quite the vocabulary you have. You were at the top of your English classes, weren't you? Ok, I'm just striking up some banter with you guys.

In all seriousness, I think that Ultimate Spider-Man is under-appreciated as a series. Sure it might not be as well written as Spectacular Spider-Man or Spider-Man: The Animated Series, but the show has this charm to it. And I am impressed with how the writers are able to pull concepts and characters from the comics and use them in their own story telling. The show is just fun and you shouldn't try to see it as more then that. Now on with the story."

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Disclaimer: Taiski does not own Ultimate Spider-Man. Ownership of Ultimate Spider-man belongs to Disney, Disney XD, Marvel Animation, Stan Lee, and Steve Ditko. Taiski only owns the Ocs in this story and the plot of this story.

Ultimate Spider-Man: The Demon Dad

Chapter 1: A New Face In This Friendly Neighborhood

Third Person P.O.V.

On a normal night in the city of New York, we find our friendly neighborhood Spider-Man swinging across the skyline. The web-head had recently became a (reserve) member of the Avengers, started a New Warriors Initiative for S.H.I.E.L.D., dimension hopped after his arch nemesis, the Goblin, and teamed up with alternate versions of himself. Now the wall-crawler was back in his normal, peaceful New York City.

KA-BOOM!

Ok…maybe peaceful wasn't the proper word to describe the Big Apple. This city has more super-villains then the sewer has rats. Case in point, the quartet of criminals robbing a small jewelry store on the corner, the wannabe construction workers gone evil, the Wrecking Crew. Our friendly Webster wasted no time swinging in to save the day.

"Hey guys, I'm sure your lady friends wouldn't think any less of you if you just got them flowers.' He quipped as he landed atop a turned over car. Bulldozer charged Spider-Man, jumped swiftly to evade the charge, webbing the armored wrecker's stolen bag of jewelry out of his hands mid-leap. Before Spider-Man could react, Thunderball's chained ball rocketed at the spider, knocking him into the air.

"Hey webs," a familiar voice called, "need a lift?" Nova intercepted Spidey's flight path and grabbed him by the arm. Spider-Man smiled beneath his mask as Nova threw him towards Piledriver, delivering a hard kick to the blonde bozo's face. Power Man and Iron Fist appeared from an alley and struck Bulldozer into the opposite wall, who was distracted by Nova's sudden save. As the chromed wrecker got back to his feet, White Tiger's claws racked across his back, distracting him further and allowing Iron Fist to provide a palm strike to Bulldozer's chest.

"Why don't you go check on you're buddy," Power Man suggested to Thunderball before throwing him into the unsuspecting Piledriver, who had been preoccupied with both Spider-Man and Nova's double assault to notice Thunderball flying at him. The chain-wielding wrecker collided with his golden haired comrade hard, sending them both into the now unconscious Bulldozer. The team was about to celebrate, until they noticed one member was missing.

"Where's Wreck-" White Tiger's question was interrupted by sudden appearance of Wrecker, who came flying in from the west street, from which he attempted to make his escape. "Whoa!" Spidey exclaimed, "I think he might of beat your record, bucket head." Nova frowned in response. "Yeah right, Webs," he said, "there's no way that's happening."

Wrecker shakily got to his feet, only to find Spider-Man's team now surrounded him. The Wrecking Crew's leader readied his crowbar to fight off the teenage heroes, but a figure suddenly appeared between the crook and the five teens with a near silent buzzing sound.

The figure appeared to be in his early thirties, wearing a black hoodie that cast a shadow over the top half of his face, say for a few locks of bright orange hair peeking past the hood's shade, dark grey construction gloves, and dark red windpants. He had golden eyes faintly shined in the combined darkness of the night and his hood, his nose and mouth covered by a dark grey bandana.

"You punk! I teach you to mess with me!" Wrecker screamed in anger as he charged the new figure. Said figure rolled his shoulders before he held his left fist in front of the face at eye level, his right fist held beside his chin, and stood with his legs shoulder-width apart and both feet parallel. When Wrecker swung his crowbar at the mysterious newcomer, he did nothing to avoid the attack.

"Are you crazy?" Spider-Man shouted, "Move!" But the figure didn't move, Wrecker's crowbar making contact with his head. And it did nothing, the impact only causing the unbreakable metal bar to vibrate violently, ultimately flying out of Wrecker's hand and imbedding itself into the sidewalk.

"What the?" Wrecker started to say before the newcomer delivered a solid left jab to his gut. Wrecker buckled down in response, only for his face to be stuck by a strong right uppercut lifting him into the air. But before Wrecker could gain much altitude, the newcomer grabbed him by the ankle and slammed him into the pavement. Then Wrecker was lifted and slammed again into the pavement. The new figure grabbed Wrecker by his face and lifted him to his feet, before throwing him into the beaten heap of the Wrecking Crew members, just barely missing Power Man who moved slightly to his left to avoid being knocked into the pile with the now unconscious Wrecker.

"Whoa," Nova breathed, "you don't mess around, do you?" The new figure glanced to Nova, then to Spider-Man. He proceeded to approach the webslinger and reached into the pocket of his hoodie. He swiftly pulled something from the pocket and held it to Spider-Man, who jumped slightly at the speed the figure's hand moved.

"Uh…what?" Spidey managed to say as he looked down to the figure's hand. What the figure pulled out was a picture of Spider-Man, cut from a Daily Bugle newspaper, and an ink pen. The pen had a company logo on the side: Supay Hills Funeral Homes.

"Whoa, you guys seeing this?" Spider-Man asked aloud to his teammates, "This guy's a fan." White Tiger groaned. "This is just what we need," she said, "another boost to Webs' ego." "We're never gonna hear the end of this." Nova complained.

"Be careful mystery man, you might have caused a months worth of bragging." Power Man stated plainly. Iron Fist nodded in agreement. "Vanity and pride are different things," he mused, "though the words are often used synonymously."

The figure's eyes momentarily flickered a darker gold. "It's not for me," he said in a distorted voice, surprising the team, "it's…for my son." The team was silent for a moment. Spider-Man, characteristically, was the one to break it.

"Alright then," he said, taking the paper and pen, "what's the little guy's name?" The figure hesitated, and then spoke. "Ste-Stevie. It's for his birthday." Spider-Man smiled and signed the picture before hand them both to the newcomer. "Here you go…" Webs paused, "What's your name anyway?"

The figure gulped. "My…name is," he paused, then looked to his hand and continued, "Supay. Supay the Fanged." The now christen Supay wasted no time, and teleported away with that faint buzzing sound he arrived with, leaving a faint puff of smoke in his place.

Tai: "Ok. First chapter is done. You have no idea how long it took me to write this, I mean I had to rewrite parts at least two times each. But, I digress. This chapter is mainly exists to set up the story to come. You'll be seeing more of Supay the Fanged, as well as be meeting new characters in the next chapter.

Before I go, I would just want to give a big shout out to my buddy Noble Six, for inspiring me to make this story, and for supporting me during the writing process. I encourage you to check out his Ultimate Spider-Man story: Trials of the Predator. It's a good read, you won't regret it. See you guys later."

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