Chapter One: The Wings of The Eagle

"HELP ME!" Margret White screamed as loud as she could, collapsing atop her hard bed, she looked frantically across her destroyed bedroom, searching for her vengeful protector. "Help me LORD, CANCER...CANCER!" she winced in pain as the old house creaked and echoed through the halls of her bloodstained home. "Mother Mary, protect me, guide me in my hour of DEATH...AHH!" Margret felt pain that she had never known before, she once again unleashed a bloodcurdling scream for help from her lord all mighty, as sweat once again streamed down her checks towards the top of her sacred rosary. "PLEEAASSE LORD...HELP ME" Margret once again exclaimed to the heavens as she rolled around hopelessly on her bed. But suddenly, the pain had subsided, she felt a feeling of gratitude come over her, as she believed she had been lifted from her curse. "Ha, oh thank you lord oh thank you..." Margret was stop in her sentence as she began feeling, the body of a small creature, resting in between her legs, her heart began to beat fiercely as she realized what is was, "Demon...the devils hand..." Margret mumbled to herself as she pulled back the bottom of her newly ruined night gown to ravel the face, of just an innocent young girl, drenched in blood, and unable to handle the beaming lights of the world with her young, weakly eyes. "A test..." Margret hissed to herself quickly retrieving her pear of razor sharp, sowing scissors, resting on the bed side table across from her. "...Cut it down...cut it down..." Margret continued to herself finally looking into the eyes of her new young daughter. Soon releasing her iron like grip from the blades of her unhinged weaponry and dropping it onto the bed just beside the small infant that rested at her thighs. And with a faint smile across Margret's face, she quickly wrapped the young girl into her cold grasp, gently hashing her young daughter as she slowly reached in kissing her small check, calming the newly born baby. And as the cries of the child could be heard through the dark halls of the White family home that night, Margret looked yet again to the havens, thanking the lord from the gift of life, that he had bestowed upon her, on this day.

18 Years Following

"Who am I, you sure you wanna know, the story of my life is not for the faint of hart...but let me assure you, this story like any worth telling, is all about a girl, that girl, the girl next door, Carrie White, the women I've loved since before I even liked girls...I like to tell that I'll be popping a spat right next to her on this big yellow bus, but unfortunately, no..."

"HEY, STOP THE BUS, HEY...SOME ONE TELL EM TO STOP, PLEASE...GUYS, HEY STOP THE BUS!" Peter screamed as loud as his weak lungs would allowing him to, sweat dripped down his neck as he frantically swatted the side of the local school bus, trying to get the attention of a very unprofessional bus driver. "Catch a cab Parker, ha-ha" "Hey man come on stop the bus, dude..." Tommy Ross quickly got to his feet and leaned across the bus drivers seat with an annoyed look on his face, "He been chasing us since McCready boulevard." Tommy explained as the bus driver finally pulled over for the shy, geeky young man, that had been flagging him down for miles on end. Peter finally made onto the bus, out of breath and drenched in sweat. "Thank you, thank you sir I'm sorry I'm late..." Peter tried to explain while straightening his glasses, when as a hacky sack suddenly meet with the side of his head, causing the bus full of kids to burst out in fits of laughter. Peter slowly made the walk of shame to an empty seat on the bus, he looked down at his feet shyly, not daring to look up at anyone. A smile came over Peter as he finally noticed Carrie White, sitting isolated and by herself in the back of the school bus, with a nervous, and shy look on her face also, as she looked down to her mysterious book, trying to soak up as much knowledge as she could. "Well, enjoy the trip Parker..." Flash Thompson exclaimed as he swiped Peter's feet from underneath him, once again causing the bus to erupt with obscene laughter as Peter came crashing hard into the cold floor bellow.

Later That Day

"PETER!" Tommy Ross exclaimed at the top of his lungs, earning him the attention of his best friend, Peter Parker a nerdy young man, with brown hair, Geeky as ever Glasses, and big blue eyes. "Oh hey Tommy" Peter replied meeting eyes with his athletic best friend "So today's the day huh?" Tommy said putting his arm around the shoulder of his much shorter confidant. "Yeah…field trip day…the day we get our first real look at in depth genetic research and construction...it's unreal" Peter said with a big smile across his face. "Ha…no-no I'm talking about this being the day you finally, at least, talk to...you know who." Tommy replied as Peter smile quickly became a look of embarrassment, "Oh…come on…Tommy we all know that's not gonna happen…besides, she like you big guy." "Peter you can go on all day about how some spiders chance colors to blend into their environment, but when it comes to Susan Snell ya got noting...oh and...I already told everyone you were gonna do it." "WHAT!" "Kidding…look Pete, talk to her...please...for me man." The conversation however is swiftly cut short by Mr Morton "Mr Ross, Mr Parker, please, were about to enter this, wonderful facility." Mr Morton stated somewhat proudly.

"Ladies and Gentlemen welcome to Oscorp Industries Chamberlin Laboratories, My Name is Dr Otto Octavious, now today me and my co-workers will be showing you an in-depth look into Radiology, Genetics, and giving a peak into a new revolutionary piece technology, far beyond anything you've, now if you will all follow me." The tour continued throughout the facility, and while Peter was enthralled, Tommy however was not, "So you gonna talk to her now or what?" Tommy said nudging Peter's arm, as he gestured towards the girl he had constantly referring to. "Did you know that this is the most advanced electron microscope on the eastern sea board?" Peter said dismissing the idea, " doesn't wanna talk to me…she wants you." "No Tommy, it is you who she desires." And while the two great friend continued to argue for a while, until eventually the tour would make its way to the radiology department, a place Peter was much excited to see. "Sooo boring" A very unamused Chris Hargensen proclaimed to her friends, "It was either this or Gym Class with Dejarden." Tina, her BFF pointed out, "Well it doesn't really matter anyway…I am glad I'm here…because this is the day that I've waiting for…I got a little bit of a surprise for Carrie White." Chris replied with slight flutter of laughter following through. Carrie White was in many ways the welcoming mat of Ewen High, it seems as though everyone bullies the poor girl, she had a decision to make, stay at home with her mother, stay at school in Gym Class, or go on a science trip to Oscorp Laboratories, it wasn't a very difficult choice to make for her, she at least was interested in all the amazing things she was seeing in this magical place. While Carrie wasn't that popular with her peer's she surprisingly was quite gorgeous, blond her, green eyes with shades of blue, she's beautiful, and for someone like Peter Parker, you could easily fall in love with her.

Flash Thompson, the local tough guy, and Ewen high's school top jock, quickly stepped in front of the much smaller Peter Parker, with a rude, and very strong nudging to his shoulder, "Oh Parker...watch out for-eyes." Flash said with a smile as and his lug head friends moved to the very back of the crowd. "Nice...that's real nice Thompson" Tommy said with an irritated look on his face. "Not my falt you like hanging with a the geek show over here, Ross." Flash replied with his hands out to the air, mocking Tommy's now tough guy attitude.

Carrie stood far back at the end of the large hall, Peter curiously watched her as she looked around the laboratory, searching for something to grip her interest, while also trying to stay away from Chris Hargensen and Tina. Peter looked back at the group to see them finally beginning to move further down the electron microscope, he had finally worked up the courage to at least nervously put his hand out to the air, in trying to garner the attention of Carrie. "Ah, Hey" Peter finally said startling the shy girl, "Ah um, would you mind if I ah, walked with you for awhile...you just look so big and tough, I figured you could protect me from ah, the human barber shop over their?" Peter tried to awkwardly joke around with Carrie trying to bring, somewhat of a smile to her face. "...what?" Carrie was instantly confused by Peter's request, she obviously knew that he was joking, but still, she was confused by this geeky looking young mans request, it was a trick in her mind, like it always was, a trick. "...Please just, stop trying ta trick me...please just leave me alone" Carrie quickly moved back towards the group of kids, with her small hands practically choking the straps of her bag, she didn't trust people. And as Peter smile began to deteriorate, he once again beat himself up inside, he had hurt Carrie feelings, he didn't like that feeling, he felt terrible, he if anyone could understand what she was going through right now, and as he slowly made the silent walk back to the group soon afterwards, Peter did the only thing he knew what to do in this situation. "Uh, I'm sorry..." Peter shyly stated to a clearly upset Carrie White. She slowly looked up to the strange boy for one second as he began to walk away, she quickly noticed the sincerity in his voice, and she allowed herself to smile slightly at the idea of somebody in this, hellish school actually dose want to be nice to her, and care for her. But as she watched Peter once again go back to standing next to his best friend, and the popular boy in school, Tommy Ross, she was immediately reminded of why she didn't trust him in the first place, she never payed much attention to Peter being subjected to bulling and tormenting by that of his peers much like herself, or the fact that he is in many ways is a socially outcasted kid. Because all she saw, was Tommy Ross's best friend, and that, was why Carrie could never truly put her faith in the idea, that anyone in this school, will ever, treat her, like a real, descent human being.

"Okay if you will please gather around, as my...staff just mentioned, these genetically enhanced super spiders…are the first wave in an attempt to create a new super solder serum, derived from the formula created in World War II in order to combat the Nazi forces, that at the where overwhelming are US troops." "All of you fine young people are the first to bear witness to these very dangerous and very toxic arachnids, if you were to be bitten by one these super spiders, who knows what, will happen." And as Dr Octavious continued, the very bold and very cunning Chris Hargensen managed to sneak past the good Doctor and move herself to where she could easily topple over the very sensitive and very fragile container, that hold the small, eight legged, Red and Blue Monstrosities. Chris took one deep breath and began sliding the case off the counter while many of the students and teachers were mesmerized by the brilliant Dr Octavious. "Now of course I'm not here to give you a history lesson." "Captain Rogers…was indeed a hero…and he will be missed." "But now on to the main event" Dr Octavious said gesturing over to a large, Si-Fi looking machine. But before he could kindly ask his beloved wife to give him, the blue light, suddenly, a terrifying, blood curdling had suddenly filled the area. The shy, lonely, and defenseless Carrie White had some how been drenched in Spider's, the staff and Dr Octavious alike, were startled, by the sight of the small, Red and Blue arachnids, crawling across the terrified girls fragile body. "Oh-okay people if we can please clear the room…everything will be just fine." Dr Octavious informed everyone as with a desperate smile. Once Carrie was free of the strangely coloured spiders she quickly jumped into the chest of Peter Parker, she didn't entirely know what she was doing, but at that moment she felt safe with Tommy and Peter, and did not hesitate to allow herself to be held by a young man who was whiling enough to help her when she truly needed it. "Thank you, Thank you, Thank you…Thank you." Carrie said with warm tears running down her face. And with a smile Tommy put his hand on Carries shoulder "No problem Carrie…we got your back…isn't that right Pete." and as Peter opened his mouth in order to say something at least remotely comforting to Carrie. However suddenly young Parker felt a large stinging sensation on the corner of his right hand, so painful that he would be forced to release Carrie from his grip, as he wrenched in pain and begun to double over.

"Pete are you okay?" Tommy asked meeting eyes with the shy yet confused Carrie "Yeah…yeah I-I…ah…I'm FFF-Fine." Peter quickly replied, he hesitantly look to his hand, to see that it had begun throbbing with an unreal red mark on top of it, he instantly knew that a spider had taken a bite out of him, so to speak. But to his surprise, as the pain begun to boil over, he suddenly, unexpectedly, begun to feel, great, like an incredible weight had just been lifted from his back, almost as if he had just had a cancer or a tumor lifted from his head, he suddenly felt spectacular, he suddenly, felt, Amazing. Meanwhile Chris and the rest of her so called Ultras had made it to the parking lot of the Oscorp building "You…you think…that might have been a bit much Chris?" a very nervous Sue Snell asked as she looked back at the building with a very worried face. "Bullshit…don't worry she'll be fine…she wasn't paying attention to the tour the guy on stage anyway…that was very rude of her…we that Octavious guy a big favor." Chris said with a proud smile on her face, "Now we should get back to the class, before they see were not there." She finished as Sue and the rest of Chris's so called Ultras made their way, carefully back to the group, doing their best not to get seen, however Chris stay behind for a little bit as she caught her breath.

She looked around the parking lot to see if there was anyone lingering, when she knew she was alone she hesitantly looked down at her arm, and with a frightened look on her face, she saw that it had begun throbbing with an unreal red mark on top of it, she quickly realized that a spider had taken a bite out of her, so to speak. But to her surprise, as the pain begun to boil over, she suddenly, unexpectedly, begun to feel, great, like an incredible weight had just been lifted from her back, almost as if she had just had a cancer or a tumor lifted from her head, she suddenly felt spectacular, she suddenly, felt, Amazing.

Later that Day

The young Carrie White was relieved from school early, and with warm tears streaming down her face, Carrie slowly walked home with her hands gripping the scraps of her bag and with her head to the clouds. Carrie wiped her eyes clean of sadness as she stood outside her house with a nervous look on her face, and prepared herself for what would the inevitably of what would happen when she walked through that front. And with one deep, soothing breath she begun to brave the front door, however as she just push her hand against the door knob, she started hearing a strange groaning noise coming from across the fence, just to her right.

As it turns, the intense groaning had seemingly originated from her neighbor, Peter, one of the many people that had assisted in helping from her twisted situation earlier. She looked over the fence with curiosity briefly taking over her mentality, indeed it was young Peter, he was pale in the face sitting in the grass with his back leaned up against the white picket fence, his right arm was press up against his stomach, as he was ready to hurl, and of course, Carrie couldn't help but notice with a worried look on her face, a read swelling on his hand, that had greatly increased in size in the last few hours. "Uh…Excuse me…" Carrie said with a shy demeanor and awkward smile, at that moment Peter quickly jumped to his feet at the first sign of a voice.

Carrie was briefly startled but quickly regained her calmness as the awkward silence that filled the area was broken by peters sickly, yet soothing voice. "H-hey…Carrie…you got sent home too huh?" Peter said attempting to relax himself, "Are…are you…okay?" Carrie replied with genuine concern as she continued glancing down at Peter's very noticeable red swelling. "Oh…yeah…ah…just an allergic reaction to a plant in the garden Carrie…I'm…I'll be fine" Peter said covering his right hand with his lose fitting grey jacket. "Listen…Carrie…I'm uh…gonna get some rest…" Peter finished leaving Carrie with a comforting smile and wink of his eye, Carrie attempted to return with her own smile, however, her obscene lack of confidence and concern for her friendly neighbor did not allow her to even the slightest grin to her face. Once Carrie knew Peter was gone she took one more deep breath, and once again attempted to brave her deeded front door yet again, she wiped her eyes clean yet again of tears, and begun to slowly creep open her front door. "Oh hi Peter your just…just in time for dinner." Aunt May said with kind yet concerned look on her face, "Hey…how you doing buddy how was the flied trip?" Uncle Ben continued with his warm smile "Uh I don't feel well I'm gonna go to sleep" Peter said ripping off his jacket and bag, and beginning to stagger up the stairs towards his room. "Well…you want have a bite?" Aunt May Said looking towards her sickly nephew, "No thanks…had a bite." Peter replied "Well did-did ya get some pictures Peter?" Uncle Ben said becoming increasingly worrisome, "Uh…I gotta crash everything's fine." Peter proclaimed as he quickly shut his bedroom door behind him, "What's that all about?" Ben commented looking towards his confused wife. Meanwhile young Carrie slowly moves towards her living room, as she slowly removes her bag, in an attempt to make as little to no noise as she cautiously looks around the room, trying not to be noticed or discovered by her Loony mother.

A slight look of happiness swept over her, as she begun to realize that she very well could be alone. She didn't bother to check the drive way for a sign of her mother's vehicle. But Carrie was convinced that she was truly alone. However just as the shade of a smile had managed to appear on Carrie's blushed face, she was swiftly meet with a very large, very old, and very heavy bible rammed across her face, Carrie collapsed to the ground with a look of shock on her face, "Talking to boys…TALKING TO BOYS LITTLE GIRL!" Carrie was beside herself at the very sound of Margret's cold voice, "No Momma…it wasn't like that…Peter was just…" Carrie's desperate attempt to explain herself was quickly cut short after yet another shot with that punishing bible. "DON'T YOU…DARE SAY HIS NAME TO ME LITTLE GIRL!" Margret demanded as the now terrified Carrie now began crawling away from her crazy and very unhinged mother. "That boy has lust filled thoughts on his mind Carrie…I've seen how to dog looks at my little girl." Margret said slowly walking towards her defeated daughter, as she once again drives that bible into Carries thigh. "What…no-no momma…he's…he's just a very nice boy." Carrie said finally getting back to her feet and managing to rush her way out to the back door and into the backyard, as the lights above her head began to flicker and buzz. Carrie ran outside to a very large tree in her garden as she looked towards the house with tears streaming down and a slightly angered look appeared across her face, and as the angry began to take over her emotions in very dominate way, she suddenly heard the sound the tree she was currently leaning on cracking and bending, as leaves started to fall from the branches. "Stop…stop…stop…stop this Carrie…stop this." Carrie said to herself as she clenched her eyes shut and tried to focus her emotions.

Carrie had a gift, it was a strange gift she's had since birth, she can't explain really what it is, but she knows she always had it. Later that evening Peter had awakened from his apparent coma induced state, and while Peter way have awoken to the chill of a cold sweet, he couldn't have felt better. Peter managed to get back to his feet faster than he would have expected, and after freshening up, showering, and dressing into some clean cloths, he started heading down stairs. "Hey are you guys still awake down here?" Peter said putting on his glasses and straitening his jacket. "Hey buddy I thought you were sick?" Uncle Ben said with a smile, as he and May sat in the living room enjoying some casual TV. "I guess I got better?" Peter said as he tried adjusting his glasses as they began to rapidly become less and less clear. "Oh Peter honey would you mind taking trash to the back yard for me?" Aunt May asked with warm and familiar smile. "Sure thing Aunt May." Peter said with a smile as he made his way to the back with a hand full trash. He dumped the trash in the garbage, all though Peter had become more and more disturbed by his glasses more and more. Finally he decided to just rip away his now unbearable glasses. Peter was momentarily confused by his sudden gift sight, but with a cheeky smile and eyes widened in surprise, Peter accepted that his luck was beginning to turn. "He-Hello" Carrie said from across the fence, "Oh hey" Peter replied putting his glasses in his pants pocket and leaning up against the very clean picket fence with his arms hanging down into Carries property. "Are you…feeling better?" Carrie asked with such a soft voice Peter could hardly hear her. "I uh…I'm feeling pretty fantastic right now." "How about you Miss White…aren't you lucky to have such good neighbor in your life" Peter joked causing Carrie chuckle a little "Yeah…I-I suppose I am?" Carrie replied with now enlarged smile on her face. "Hey…did…did you just get contacts?" "I-I just never notice you without your glasses on before." Carrie continued as she started coming closer to the fence were Peter rested his arms. "Uh…yeah…trying something new I guess?" Peter started to think about what was happening to him a little closer, and yet, could not come up with an answer. "Um…listen…Carrie about today…at that field trip with the spiders" "What about it?" Carrie interrupted beginning to clench up as she half expected to be made fun of like she always had been. "I'm sorry…about what happened…are you okay…you didn't get bitten…" Peter froze for a second in moment of realization of what it was that had happened to him. "Are you okay?" Carrie asked shyly, "What-what do you mean?" Peter asked "Well…you got bitten by one of those spiders didn't you?" Peter looked into Carries with a surprised and shocked look on his "How do you…yes…uh…yeah…I'm fine…I'm uh feeling much better."

Peter finished looking down at his quickly healing red swelling. "CARRIE!" Margret said from within the house causing the defenseless Carries to jump at the sound of that all too familiar voice. "CARRIE!" "I'M COMING MOMMA!" Carrie looked at Peter a puppy dog look on her face that couldn't help but cause Peter to bring a smile to his face. Carrie begun to blush with embarrassment as she gave Peter a shy filled half smile and said "I better go" and as Carrie started walking away, Peter said his awkward goodbyes and looked to the grass below his feet, as he stared intently at his red swelling hand. And as Peter heard Carries back door slam shut, he slowly moved his hand around so he could see his palm. Looking closer at it he started noticing strange hairs growing across the surface of his skin, similar to that of an arachnid. "What…what is happening to me?" Peter said with big smile across his face. Peter didn't know entirely what was happening to him, and he may not have known what was in store for him tomorrow, or the day after that, but what he did know, was that he was excited to find out.