Peter Parker reflected on all that he had done in the past few years. It was all like a comic book. He had been bitten by a radioactive spider. He had seen Uncle Ben die. He had defeated the man he believed to be responsible. He had witnessed the death of the Green Goblin. He had seen Doctor Octopus trying to save the city from a ball of energy. He had seen the death of his best friend, Harry Osborn. He had seen the explosion that killed Venom. He had seen the Sandman fly away. He had fought the Vulture and brought him to justice. He had helped Doctor Curtis Connors turn back from Lizard to human. He had met the Vultress. He had seen Morbius the living vampire fly away. He had seen Man-Wolf turn back into John Jameson before he went into a coma. He had seen Scorpion fall out of the Flatiron Building. He had melted Rhino's hide. He had seen the man within the suit strangled to death by Kraven the Hunter. He had been fired by J. Jonah Jameson. He had sat in the hospital's waiting room while Mary Jane cried.
Who am I? I was Spider-Man. But as of late, I have been feeling less and less like him. A vampire injected something into me that has been taking away my powers. I have told neither Mary Jane nor Aunt May about this. They would only worry. I have also not told them that I was fired from the Daily Bugle. Now, I am trying to figure out what my future is.
Peter Parker was being interviewed by the head of the New York Post.
"So you used to work for the Daily Bugle?"
"Yes."
"What kind of work did you do there?"
"I was a photographer. I've taken many pictures of Spider-Man."
"Yes. People love to see Spider-Man. However, he hasn't stopped crime in the past couple of months. People are wondering where he is."
"If I find him, I can take a picture of him doing what he does. You know, climbing walls."
"That's not enough. People don't want to just read about seeing Spider-Man. They want to read about him stopping crimes that are current. I'm afraid that if getting pictures of Spider-Man is the only thing you're good at, you may not have a place here."
"But I have been waiting a long time for this interview. After all the postponing, I really want this job."
"We already have a guy who takes photos of masked men here. He takes pictures of Daredevil. And I think that that's good enough for us. Thank you for your time, Mr. Parker. You may leave now."