Hello readers this is my first fanfiction so reviews and constructive criticism are welcome, NO FLAMES! This is my own personal take on the Ultimate Marvel Universe so there will be some familiar ideas but most will be from my own mind. Enjoy and Please review!
I do not own any characters, all right belong to their respective owners and Marvel Comics.
Ultimate Spider-Man Reboot
New York City 22:00 hours
The city of New York was business as usual during the night, cars were lighting up the busy streets with people walking down the streets thinking of their own lives, completely unaware of the fierce aerial battle taking place in the sky above them.
A man in a green armored battle suit with glowing green wings was desperately trying to flee the scene of his latest heist. Stealing from the safe of a renowned philanthropist would be easy enough while wearing a specially designed exo-suit that could go up to Mach one and gave its wearer strength sufficient enough to bench press 3 tons. But of course fate had to be cruel to Adrian Toomes. After being caught selling his tech to terrorist he had been jailed, after being released he used one of his spare suits to commit crime as the villainous Vulture.
The vulture fired off several feather shaped blades from the wings of his suit, but his intended target was arguably more maneuverable than Toomes himself. The nimble figure gracefully dodged the attack before firing a thin string like substance at the Vulture who quickly swooped out of the path of the projectile.
"Hah! Did you really think something like that could stop me insect?!" Only too late did Toomes realize that the intended target was not himself but the building right behind him. The webbed figure (now falling in the air) pulled forward on the surprisingly durable substance and was propelled at an incredible speed towards the now frightened villain. The figure hit him head on (or in Toomes case his head had connected with both feet of his acrobatic adversary). Both figures plummeted to the buildings below before the Vulture landed (crashed) on top an air conditioning unit, damaging both the suit and its sinister user.
The figure gracefully landed on his feet after slowing himself with the same string-like substance he had used to down the Vulture. "How many times do I have to tell you buzzard brains, one: crime doesn't pay ("at least legally" he privately thought), and two: spiders are arachnids." "I thought you would have learned that the last I bashed you into the ground…hmm… maybe I didn't leave a good enough impression… heh heh heh." The shadowed figure began to chuckle in a rather dark tone, slowly stepping forward into the moonlight that now began to shine on the rooftop. The figure was of a smaller stature around 5'11 and had a slim yet muscular build. He wore a black and red suit, with what looked like a thin and compressed red pack on the parietal side of his uniform. He had strange and thin red gauntlets that emitted a faint orange glow from the circles on the back of his hands. The red portion of his suit had black web-like markings spread all around and two reflective black lenses were in place of the eyes on the mask, and last but not least a large black spider symbol on his chest.
Spiderman stood menacingly over the crumpled form of the Vulture. The fallen villain looked upon his punisher with eyes of pure fear. Suddenly Spiderman struck forward wrapping his left hand around the terrified villains throat to hoist him up before delivering a surge of bioelectricity directly into the villain. As Toomes began to gag and cough from lack of oxygen, he also started to spasm helplessly before the web-slinger reeled back his right fist. He then struck forward, delivering a powerful knock out punch. If the Vulture could feel anything after the surge from the hero's venom blast it would be the incredible pain of a broken nose. The old man crumpled to the ground blood spurting from his face. "Nighty night, asshole. Next time I'll put you six feet underground." Spidey's last comment was meant as a bluff, he had sworn many months ago that he would never take another human beings life unless there was absolutely no other alternative.
Suddenly the hero felt an intense tingling sensation emanate from the back of his head. His instincts took over as he dodged a fast moving net that snared the now motionless Vulture.
Suddenly several lights activated, bathing the entire area in a bright light. Spider-man momentarily raised his hand to block some of the light until he heard a voice over a megaphone. "Spider-man you are under arrest for destruction of property, assault and battery, an-"the man never finished as Spider-man took this moment to make his own speech, "And I here by declare the Special Crimes Unit a bunch of idiotic morons who seem to think that arresting the guy who did about 95% of their job is a good Idea." Spiderman then leapt into the air as soon as he felt the familiar tingling in the back of his neck, alerting him to two officers in heavy-duty swat armor who opened fire on the floor he had been standing on. "Seriously! I get like no respect from you so called cops!" The misunderstood hero proceeded to perform several acrobatic feats disarming and beating several of his attackers in a matter of seconds.
"Freaks like you belong in the Vault!" a female officer yelled before launching another capture net at Spiderman, however due to the vigilantes superhuman reflexes he easily avoided the incoming shot allowing it to hit another officers instead.
The female officer looked mortified before she was overwhelmed by pain as Spider-man struck her hard in the stomach (admittedly holding back for most of the cops) knocking the air from her lungs before she collapsed.
Spiderman quickly leapt from the building and fired a web, swinging to the adjacent building only to be met by another spotlight, this time coming from a S.C.U helicopter. Spiderman wasted no time in leaping onto the vehicle before ripping the door off its hinges much, to the shock of the pilots. E fired off several blasts of webbing, ensnaring one of the pilots and causing the second's hand to stick to the dashboard, leaving only one hand for him to pilot the Vehicle. Spiderman leapt off the Heli as one of its webbed pilots struggled to regain control of their now wildly spinning craft.
"Have a nice flight gentlemen." The webbed hero said rather sarcastically before launching another web and swinging away.
'I wonder if uncle Ben would be proud of me. He's probably rolling over in his grave about what I just did to those cops, but it's not my fault they're trying to stop me. I mean 'freaks like you belong in the Vault!', who was that lady kidding the Ultimates and the Fantastic Four have been fighting terrorists and mad men for almost a year, she didn't seem to mind them. Man This whole underappreciated thing is really starting to get to me, but while all those big shots are out there stopping super villains, who is looking out for the little guys? Them being around didn't stop that burglar from killing my uncle!' The memory alone was enough to make Spider-man or rather Peter Parker's stomach sick. He remembered that night seven months ago so clearly.
Seven Months Earlier Parker Residence Queens
"Peter wake up or you will be late!" Peter parker a 15 year old student at Midtown High School was 5'11 with messy brown hair and brown eyes, he slowly got out of bed and put on his glasses, although his vision was not terrible he definitely needed them to see long distance. "Great school..." the young man grumbled as he grudgingly got ready for school.
"Peter, don't you think that your lack of enthusiasm might spoil the entire trip for your classmates?" Peter barely heard the question from his beloved uncle. He was to tired from his little escapade to the abandoned warehouse he had been using ever since he was 13 years old.
Two years ago Peter had discovered something about himself, he was a mutant, and individual with an X-gene as described by Charles Xavier the foremost researcher on the study of Mutants. Peter had discovered that he had an innate ability to channel his body's own bioelectricity into powerful jolts that he could administer to an object that he was in touch with. He tried doing this several times in rapid succession, but only succeeded in rendering himself unconscious from the amount of energy he had expended.
He had yet to tell his Aunt May or his Uncle Ben about his powers. He was sure they would not reject him due to their long dislike of prejudice. He just didn't want them to freak out over the fact he had been secretly sneaking it behind their backs all this time.
Uncle Ben had apparently been annoyed by Peter's lack of a response, "Peter are you listening?" "Yeah, but no one else is interested in going to Oscorp's labs except me and the science geeks. I mean even Harry is pretty pessimistic about going." Harry Osborn Peter's best friend since middle school hated it when he had to set foot in his father's company. Ever since the death of his mother in a lab accident he and his Father Norman Osborn had become very distant with each other. Peter knew the feeling of losing a loved one when his own parents died in that same accident.
"Look, just try to have some fun ok kiddo?" "All right I'll try." Little did he know that day his life would change forever.