Ok, short and simple

Entirety of the story is focus on Peter pov.


Chapter 1: Introduction

Someone once told me that we should use our time wisely. Because time can catch up to us in just a sec, we can not control this motion but we can control our fates and we should always be hopeful and appreciate what we have now then later.

And right now I wished I was using my time wiser or is it wisely? I mix words up half the times.

I honestly am trying to distract myself from listening to this guy.

"Mr Parker, are you even listening to me?" who's this guy trying to talk to me?,Well he's my counselor in this shitty school I have to go too. He's african american, wearing professional clothes of course, his desk seems neat and tidy whiles also having a photo album of his family. Nothing more and nothing less, although I do think his name rhymes with butt or probably got that from a movie I saw I bother to remember his name since we barely talk.

Since I mention counselor and school, yes I still go to high school. I guess you could say I am just your normal average junior student, or above average if I wanted to be. Right now I pondered the fact on how should I respond to his question because there's millions of thoughts on how I should casually open or end this conversation that he wanted to have with me.

I sighed and laid back on the chair I am sitting on "No sir I have not been listening for the past 3 minutes since i've been here, care to clarify why am I here sir" my response could of been better but eh who's gonna care?

He also sighed but instead now had his hands on his temple. Seems I got under his skin already "Peter…" he pause "You and I both know why you are here, and I had this talk with your aunt two weeks ago.." he paused again seeming like he is trying find the right words to ease the conversation "You're a smart kid Peter, in fact the whole school knows your bright but…" jeez he needs to seriously hurry the fuck up " Your behavior, your attendance and grades have been slipping for the past year or so" ugh this shit again.

I move forward in my chair and raised my hand up as a way to stop him from continuing "I'm going to stop you there and say i'm perfectly fine" I gave a smile which was more force than real "Just because I hate a bunch people or matter fact almost everyone doesn't mean anything. Plus I do pass every test with high marks, am I right or am I wrong because I could just go back to class you know".

He didn't respond for a second and he know I was right, so I got up from my seat and proceeded to leave "That isn't the point Peter, I do advise you to talk to someone or at least get some sort of help, this feeling you are feeling… which is hate you say.. Its not a nice thing to have and it can lead to… situations you can't always handle. You should be more open and have friends you can rely on, and from what I know your life wasn't always easy and-"

A scowl begin to form up and turned my head to his direction "Look sir no respect but please shut up and don't act like you understand a damn thing about me ok, this has been very educational sir and I leave you to your work" He tried to stop me from leaving his room but I walked out his room slamming his door hard that it probably was broken, it also send out a loud noise that got people's attention on me. But ignore those look left to hallways.

*Blarring*

The bell ran which meant 4 period begins which is lunch for some. Yay lunch… fucking hate lunch and practically school. Even if I hated lunch I still go to the cafeteria to avoid teacher's screaming at me for lingering in the hallways, and when I reached there it's always packed no matter what. Good thing I always packed my own lunch when May is not home to do it.


Of course I usually sit where their is no one around me but occasionally some people might try or sit near me, I always tell them to fuck off and find your own table half the time which they do and either gave me a look of disgust or just muttered words under their breath. But I do allow some people sit near me if i'm to it. In cafeteria where I sit or lean near a wall makes it the perfect place to make it as my vantage point.

From where I'm sitting now and took out a bag of ham sandwich and left over chicken leg. I can see what I need to see, I can observe what I want to see. Why I do this? Well no reason besides being a bit paranoid and bored I need a distraction once in awhile.

What I usually see on a daily base is on the far right near the doors, you have the normal kids who might talk to each other or not and eat disgusting school lunch I might add. Then on the far left near an emergency exit which some people like to take when wanting to dip school like me, you have the awkward kids you know the nerds as the call it I was once in that position but I grow out of it before reaching high school. In the middle area, you now have your occasional jocks and high school bullies with no life one them being the star quarterback himself Eugene or as most people call him Flash thompson. The rest of tables consist of mix students from either grades.

By the way, Eugene tends do something that's going to happen in 3.6 seconds.

An ordinary looking student who wear a polo shirt and not to shabby jeans with nike's sneaker and who looked to be in the sophomore year passed by the middle table and got tripped and fell face first on his lunch. "YEA SCORE ONE POINT" The star quarterback gave high five to his best pal Kenny kong who is big and fat, one of the girls near Flash seem she got annoyed from what I can tell by her body language. The kid had got up and ran to the bathroom whiles almost half the people and the cafeteria laughed at the sight. Did I mention both of the jocks wears the latest clothen or even shoes half the time, seems they're rich or probably I bother to know and yes I know when he'll do those stuff because I use to be that person getting picked on when I was a kid.

But besides that their are other people their as well, Flash's girlfriend Liz Allen who has an alright body and breast with maybe a a red hair? Or orange? I don't care, She always wearing something i'm guessing she wants to appeal more to her boyfriend, some other jocks and cheerleaders who I don't care to know their name and…

"Her" I muttered whiles slowly chewing my chicken leg, who am I talking about now you may ask? Well this one I'll let you in a secret she is the girl next door in my neighborhood. And maybe you could say I am attracted to her elegant red hair and good taste in clothes infact in less than 2.8 seconds she'll get annoyed by the group's constant noise and blabring. I can safely say she isn't really into the crowd she is but she does like talking to Liz.

By then, the girl got up and move closer to my table and she then ask her usual question "Is this seat taken?"

And I usually tell her "Do as what you please" She then proceeds to sit down and try to make an attempt to read her book which she still hadn't finished yet. Somehow she doesn't mind my ruidness as much as others and by the way she shows intelligent and that's what I call hot.

But I don't and won't ever say this and I'll continue to eat for the remainder of the period, I then started to ponder the thought of studying for my AP Biology test. Na.\

Did I mention when ever she sits here I always seem to get a look from Eugene group over their.

No? Just me?


*Blarring*

Ah school is finally over… at least today that is.

Overtime I notice days goes on longer for me, maybe it's just me but for the past month I started perceives things at a faster rate than normal people could ever do.

Everyone by now is either hanging out, lingering in the hallways or just leaves school and do as they please. Once reaching outside, I took a deep breath and deep breath out.

"Fucking finally, I smell freedom yet again" no one would bother caring what I say or do right now,I pulled out my phone from my pocket to checked time on my phone. It was 1:52 pm meaning I still have some time to kill before 3:00, I started walking out of the school area. I don't usually walk with other people, I find that overrated and plus I have trust issues so I consider about no one but acquaintances. By now I reached and alleyway but their was a gates blocking the alleyway, from what I saw multiple times when coming to school, some people are doing some construction work around here in queens. I looked at my surroundings to see if their are people around me. No one insight meaning….

I took a few step back and then moved forward with a fraction of speed and easily jumped over the gate without touching it and stick the landing. Exercising helps keep the blood flowing they say. I started running forward whiles jumping over crates with added flips and rolls, once reaching the wall I did what not many people can do these days. I ran up the wall and kept my momentum and jump on the top of the 5 foot building. The place where I can see half of queens, "Didn't even break a sweat" My phone start ringing, I took it out my pocket and looked to see who's calling and it was May.

"Hey May, you worked late again?" I said whiles taking a seat on top of the roof.

"Well who's going to pay the bills, you?" she responded with a bit of sarcasticness. The only person I actually care about.

"Well, I do have job and I am helping right?"

"You still haven't told me what is?"

"I told you it's nothing to worried about"

"Well maybe you should call once in while so I won't get so worried"

I chuckled "Yea.. I'll try doing that"

"Is that a promise?" And she is always persistent as ever.

"Welllllllll"

"Peter?"

"Fine fine promise i'll call now stop worrying, plus their people you need to save"

"No at least not right now" I started hearing people calling for her over the phone "Never mind duty calls"

"Love you May"

"Love you too and be careful out their"

"Bye" I hanged up the phone and I was staring at a wallpaper that I haven't changed since I was 13. It showed a time I don't like to forget, Wish you were still here. I put away my phone and I stayed on top of this building for what seem like an eternity.


By now it's 4:00, I stopped by house to my unusual clothes they gave to me wear when doing this job, what I am wearing has to deal with arachnids and it does suit me well.The location I reached looked to be abandoned. But I can hear the noise from up hear. I walk cross the street, I already can see the two guy what seem like sitting down near the warehouse, behind them they have their usual 9 mm handgun in case shit gets serious. Like it'll stop me.

Two man saw me and one of them usually ask me "are you even old enough to be here kid" they do try to at least look intimidating, wearing what I describe mobster clothen.

"Well I am old enough to keep the crowd cheering right? Or if that's not enough for you I am old enough to get your sister" I paused a bit making it seem like I was thinking "Hmmm what was her name again, Jasmine? Caity? No no Alexis right?"

I did got one of them to laugh and the other who I can already see a scowl forming and he decided to open up the gate to let me through, I walk forward where theirs and elevator shaft which will take me down to the arena. Once I pushed the bottom, I can already hear the noise becoming louder and louder. And you know it does seem to hurt my ears a little bit more. The elevator shaft open and I head towards the open door, by then I can see a lot of people cheering on the fight. I move into the crowds to see the fighters.

It was one v one match, what looked be one person who seems like he knows how to street fight facing off a muay thai fighter. I give it 5 seconds. The muay thai fighter dodge the other male fighter headbut and grabbed the guy's face and elbowing to his head. The male fighter start bleeding profusely from those blows and then went to floor very hard. Oh but the muay thai fighter wasn't finished, he kicked the male fighter face and I could see 4 teeths flying out.

*Blarring*

"AND WE HAVE A WINNER! LOOKS LIKE WE NEED A MEDIC OVER HERE!" The announcer knows fully that when you're in this type fight, you either win or lose and their aren't and medics here.

A friend of the male fighter helped him out of the arena and the other fighter left the cage arena.

"ALRIGHT ALRIGHT, I KNOW YOU LOVE THAT MATCH, BUT WE CAN DO BETTER AM I RIGHT?!" The crowd screamed for more fighting, more blood shed. Guess i'm up.

I walked up to the announcer, he unfortunately dress like a cheesy 80s person. He reminds me of bruce campbell in that one movie. I tapped his shoulder and turned around and took off his sunglasses or shades "Where the fuck have you been? You were suppose to be the match at 3:00".

"Well I'm here now, give me a good match and people will enjoy the bloodshed" I walked into the cage arena for my match.

The announcer followed me in the cage and put back his shades "LET'S HEAR IT FOLKS! YOU WANT MORE FUCKING BLOOD!" they all screamed some knows why he is this excited. Some looked curious to see a boy, wearing a hoodie that revolves around arachnids. "WELL I KEPT YOU WAITING LONG ENOUGH, AND HERE HE IS FOLKS THE ONE, THE ONLY YOUR UNFRIENDLY NEIGHBORHOOD SPIDER MAN!" the screams came louder when they heard that name, it also made me wince a little. "COME ON OUT GUYS TAKE YOUR SHOT AT THIS KID!"

Six guys came into the cage, three actually wanted to make me laughed at how pathetic and cooky they looked, the other three I've seen them before in their own and they've seen me in matches, so they most likely know what i'm capable of.

Ok start with jokes as always "Ok let's see what I have here, three guys who has no balls and or brain, and three other guys who actually have balls and brains".

It seems I got one of them laughing which gave me a slight smug behind my mask. It's not a full mask only covering half of my face, and I partially crafted that part of this hoodie suit. The announcer actually offer me this suit which was kind of him. And I added stuff.

I know some won't work as a team not until I gave them a reason, like this guy who shoved his way forward, he is also caucasian male who I believe is 6ft tall and with no brains. He charged at me and tried grabbed me, but I easily duck and swiped his legs which made him fall to the ground and then it allowed me to jumped and elbow his rib cage. He coughed up blood which meant I broked part of his ribs, I then allowed myself to lay their with my arms still on his rib cage making him cough up more blood even got some on my suit "See now I would advise you not to be like this gentlemen here" I patted his head, he looked be in very bad state. The crowd seems more pumped.

The ones I pointed out who has no balls/has balls nod at each other which meant they were taking my advice. I got up hopping on my feet, I can feel it again the excitement of fighting. Instead of approaching me with know plan, they circled me trying to find an opening "Oh look at you guys thinking smart, well hope you make this interesting for the crowd otherwise" I cracked my neck "I'm going to really embarrass you guys".

That tingle sensation happen, meaning an attack was coming. One of them was behind me and grab hold of me. It seems one of them took out a pipe "Oh is that for me! I didn't know you remember it was my birthday you shouldn't have".

"Yea and here is your birthday bashes" He tried to swing it but I raise my feet up and grab the guy's face who was holding me and throw it at him. More or less he didn't expect a guy this small could do that. I also probably busted someone's face or so.

Whiles I was in my crouching position from what I just did, the tingling sensation, or what I call spider sense sometimes, ringed again and I caught both guys legs and jumped landing my both feet on their chest pushing them away. They both knew mixed martial arts from their stances. And they both came at me, one use his leg and tried to pull off a tornado kicked but I easily blocked it and give him a roundhouse kick to his head which put him down for now, and the other tried to sweep kick me off the ground and I back flipped away from him. Another person tried to attack me from behind again but thanks to my hearing, he tried landing a lunging kicked to my back but I did split ducking his attacked which led him hitting the other fighter who I believed was asian american, and now had 6 teeths gone. The crowd just keep on roaring and it's not pleasant for my hearing. The fighter turned around but by that time I jumped on his head having my legs wrapped around it and slid down and throw him to the iron cage which he hit with enough force to bleed behind his back. Another fighter who looked be russian tried to land some punches and strike that but I dodge and block, they seemed military fighting. I know these moves, he continue to press on with more quick punches or kicks that I either blocked or dodge "Is this all you got?" I asked, he then decided to aim lower and tried to grab my legs and land a takedown like an MMA fighter, but I didn't let him and kicked his head a few times, he was bleeding by his nose and mouth so I elbowed his head and that seem to worked. Everyone kept cheering even more and more with the blood they were seeing which distorted me a lot because I couldn't handle the loud noise. My senses tingled in the back of my skull again but the noise was still loud so I couldn't move yet.

And a swing and a hit to my head and I fell down. I know it was a pipe from the feeling, and to be fair it didn't hurt as much as it should. But I need to feel at least some pain, more more more MORE. I screamed in my head wanting more pain but each time he hitted, I felt less and less pain, I then rolled out of his attacked and got up he tried to swing his pipe at me but I caught and punched his nose which broke and he scream holding his nose and then I grabbed his arms breaking both of them and that's when I kicked him in the chest. Still nothing, why can't I feel pain like I use too.

The match wasn't over, oh no two men I still left conscious, that I was sure of from their heart rates I am focusing on. I turn around to see one guy who can barely stand holding his back from flying to the iron cage and the other looking scared trying to figure out how to take me down but then he move forward putting up his boxer stance, which wasn't good or even decent. He knows he can't beat me but the rules are you either win or lose, no backing out.

The guy who was african american, tried to land punches even uppercuts which ill admit weren't bad. But I easily dodged his moves, but he made one mistake and it was trying to land a knee which I caught "Big mistake even for a boxer dumb ass" and oubched him to the iron cage and kept for giving him my own knee but aim it more to his head, which meant fracture from the skull he'll need surgery.

The other guy tried to ignore his pain, but he wouldn't move so I did him a favor. I ran forward to his direction "DYNAMIC ENTRY!" and I lung kicked him to head a move he tried to do but failed. He then fell very hard to the ground. Yes I love Naruto and watched in the past. I listen to their heart rates, seems I didn't killed them.

Then I screamed to the crowd rasing my hands up "ARE YOU NOT ENTERTAINED!" And they all scream chanting my name.

"SPIDER, SPIDER, SPIDER"

The announcer came into the cage and hold my hands up "AND REMAINS UNDEFECTED AS EVER, GIVE IT UP FOR YOUR ANOTHER AMAZING VICTORY OF THE SENSATIONAL SPIDER MAN!".

They again screamed my name like it was special, whiles I looked at the crowd I spotted someone that made my senses tingle like a lot. He looked old wearing sun glasses that are meant for blind people, but the second I blink…. He was gone, but at this moment I didn't care.

I live for these moments even if it kills me even more.


It was 6:00 pm already, I spent in that cage match for at least 2 hours but it felt shorter and longer at the same time I can't really described or explain my reason. My costume is now in my school; bag that I had up on a rooftop before I enter the fight, Usually I would keep it in my bag or try wearing under my clothes, it's not always comfortable to be honest. I took the F train home, I wasn't up to using my abilities right now. Besides its worth using it to get easy money to help around the house. As I was reaching my home something tigger my senses, I looked to see if anyone was there but no one. But I was still feeling the tingling sensation so I followed where it was leading me too.

I then heard a beating as I reached a certain range, and then I heard a gunshot. I saw someone run, but I ducked near a trash can so he wouldnt see me. Once he was gone from my radius, I followed where my senses was leading me too. A house? Who died?

I open the door which looked like it was forcibly open already. The guy probably broke in. As I came into the person's house, it was a mess. They were fighting for some reason. I let my hands touch the wall which felt rough and left dust in my hands. As I went to the room. I saw him….

"No…. but you're already dead...:" I said out loud.

He looked old and more beaten than I last saw him. He was still wearing his coat and it looked to still be bleeding ruining its color.

Uncle Ben….. I felt like I wanted to cry, because it was my fault. I came on my knees and all I felt was anger from ages ago. But I as shut my eyes and repeated Go away go away GO FUCKING AWAY, I then slammed my head on the floor multiple times trying to not see his image. Once I stopped I looked to see if he was still their but he no longer was their but some other male who was much younger than he was. He seemed like in his 30s or even mid 30s, having jet black hair and he was only wearing boxers. Can't touch the dead body because of evidence in a sense is bad.

In a sense I was relieved and I didn't want to see Ben again looking like that or looking at me like I did something wrong again. Why is my mind playing tricks on me again?. This thought bother me, and I still felt anger not just what I saw in the last few months but also this mess I see now. "I could've prevented this if I just moved and care a little bit more" I said and it brought guilt that I long tried to remove.

I got up from my knees and made a promise to the dead "Don't worry, I'll bring you peace you deserve". Before leaving I call the cops and told them what happened.


I had my arachnid suit, and I was moving with speed that I didn't take to note on, I kept moving and jump from building to building concentrating on where my senses was leading me to the killer. As I made another leap to another building, I saw him and he was heading to a building and I waited to see if I can hear what he was saying.

"Shit shit shit" I heard him said, it seemed like he was frightened. By his kill? Or what?

I decided to head into the building where he was now in, no lights were on and I can see clearly somehow in the darked. The room I believe I am in is probably his room. I heard the shower turn on, meaning he was probably cleansing himself on what he did. Bastard.

As I heard him coming out of the shower and into his room I hid on top of the ceiling. He still looked nervous and his heart rate kept increasing. He seemed young in his mid 20s, african male with a short cut bob hair. He open up his phone in his hand and he looked to be texting someone, Someone important, Boss? maybe. As I got closer it seem was texting someone very important.

From what I can see it read:

Lincoln: Is it done

Yes sir.

Lincoln: Did you had any trouble?

No sir

Lincoln: We'll talk in the morning about our next move

He clicked his phone off, and he saw my reflection. He tried to use his gun but I easily smacked it away with my legs and grabbed him pushing him towards the window.

"WHY"

"W-why what?" Guess I needed to be clearer.

I smashed his head through the window breaking the glass "WHY KILL INNOCENT"

"Y-you saw?" He was scared which made it easier for me.

I pulled him closer "Answer the fucking question or else I'll drop you and you won't be walking for quite a while".

"O-ok ok, I-It was a job" he breath even harder trying to bring out the words "I-I was told to beat him and gather information for a job"

"SO WHY KILL HIM"

"I DIDN'T HAD A CHOICE"

"You always have a choice" what happened next was easy for me.


I got home late, I called aunt may telling her job went late and stuff. To awfully fair I would never tell her the truth.

I open the door to my house and close it and locking it. I rested my bag on the floor and took out my arachnid clothes and I walk to my room so I can put in my container. I went to the bathroom to wash my hands, there was blood from what I did and I needed to be washed of. Aunt May should coming home soon. I smelled myself and my clothes "Whoa, oh shit I really do need to shower.

I turn on the shower and took off my clothes and put it where all the other dirty clothes at, as I was in that shower doing my mainly stuff. Would Aunt may think different about me what i've done, what i've done before and what I do now?. I asked myself this everyday especially now.

I am a killer and uncle Ben would be very disappointed. Once finished showers I dried my skin and wiped the mirror to see me. My brown hair was still kinda wet so it kind of blocked my eyes, I see previous scars that made on myself before becoming… this.

"What have I become? My sweetest friend" I asked and maybe hummed the melody a little more.

I putted on clothes and head to be to sleep, but even before that i looked out the window to see the girl next door, there was movement like she was arguing with someone and I could hear screaming and probably a door slamming. I kept looking or observing by the window, she layed on her bed and start typing away on her phone. I then looked away and head for my bedhead laid their thinking about stuff.

"Why did I do it, why did I took up the responsibility to avenge a guy's death. He probably was crooked himself" I facepalm with these words I was saying "UGH! I'M SO FUCKED UP" I shouted "and I can't even change that…I'm sorry uncle Ben… I should of been better like how you always tell to me be but I can't…. I can't help it…." I then sighed and turn my head again to the window. And that's when I saw her again and this time she was looking at me, Did she heard what I was saying, I thought. She then gave smile and waved at me. But I just look at her for few more seconds and turned away from her direction. You know maybe it's nice to think that she might care, MIGHT.

What a day it has been, I thought and shut my eyes to wake up for another day and forget yesterday. But then I thought occured to me.

"Maybe I should find out who this Lincoln is, maybe I should try to prevent what he might do next" I then stop what I was saying to think about what I was really saying.

"Do I actually want to be a hero?"


Thanks to whoever read this, this story is interesting and it is one of the better ones that I tried to do but deleted.

If you enjoy or not feedback would be helpful for me to go on and improve this story.

So see you next time.