This is my first fanfic so please read and tell me what you think. Enjoy.
Disclaimer: I don't own Spider-Man.
As the sun rose on New-York, Peter, or should I say Spiderman was heading for the Bugle. Once again he had overslept and was going to be fired by Mr. Jamison if he didn't make it on time. He, Peter Parker, 20 years old, photographer for the Daily Bugle and last but not least our friendly neighbourhood Spiderman.
Two years have passed since the spider had any unusual enemies, precisely since his last fight with Venom. Of course Peter wasn't complaining about that but his spider sense was buzzing like crazy those days, it would even wake him up in the middle of the night sometimes. He couldn't figure out what kind of foe threatened the city, all he could do for the moment was hope for the best.
The Bugle's director was loosing patience, only Peter could get him good shots of the spider, but of course he wouldn't admit it. Parker better be in the building right now J.J thought while reaching for another cigar. Peter was at that time on the building and arrived just in time for the conference, how ironic Robbie thought smiling at the photographer.
After this short meeting, all that was going through Peter's mind was his beautiful wife Mary-Jane Watson, for as long as he remembered, he had always been in love with this girl. Though it wasn't quite the time to think about love, Peter had an appointment with his old biology teacher, Doctor Connors. Parker was impatient even though he had no idea of what his old teacher had in mind.
Peter arrived in the main hall where he started looking for Connors; his classroom was empty and it was never the time to eat for this man, his work had always been his priority. The laboratory was where the teacher spent most of his time; Peter knew he would find him there. As he arrived, Parker saw Connors sitting at the table in the back of the dark room.
Hey Mister Connors Peter said how are you doing?
He obtained no respond.
The professor slowly turned around, he was holding an envelope in his left hand. When Connors saw Peter, the smile on his face disappeared.
I know Peter… Connors said I know who you really are
Listen to me Peter, of course you know that my right arm has been amputated during the war. After that, I started studying reptiles and teaching biology. Peter, I have discovered that some reptiles still posses the ability to regenerate missing limbs. Scientists already discovered exactly what substance causes this ability. Do you know what that means!?
Peter took a few steps back and stared at his teacher
I know what you have in mind professor but you won't be able to control it, your metabolism will be changed and you shall have no more conscience of your actions, please listen to me. I have said this once before to a good friend of you, doctor Octavius…
This is my only chance. I will not fail, I cannot fail. I am asking for your help Spiderman, please get the substance for me, I know exactly where they hid it.
I wonder why they hid it Peter said sarcastically I'm sorry professor but Spiderman will never be a thief and I will not take the risk of becoming a murderer.
Perhaps you won't have the choice. This envelope contains a picture, Peter if you don't want the rest of the world to know who you really are you have to help me, do it for the ones you love, do it for your aunt, do it for Mary-Jane, I know you won't put their lives in danger.
Looks like I have no choice Peter though.
Where is it?
You will not leave now spider, not until I am ready for the experiment, in two days come back here and I'll be ready.
All of a sudden Peter extended his right hand and a thin web line came out of his wrist, reaching for the envelope! The hero opened the envelope in a hurry before realizing it was empty.
Don't try to trick me Spiderman. Connors said before leaving the room, leaving Peter alone.
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