Elizabeth Hazards, fighting as The Shadow Spider, looked around. She heard a cry for help in the distance, and went to investigate. When she got there, a lady cried out. Elizabeth saw her tucked in an alley corner surrounded by thieves.
" Give us your purse, lady. We wouldn't want your pretty face hurt, now would we? " one thug sneered. Time to intervene. The Shadow Spider stepped into the light.
"I would highly recommend leaving the girl alone and leaving while you still can." She spoke, knowing this would end in a fight. One of the crooks ran. The five others remained. As Elizabeth did a quick scan, she saw three were armed. The other two were not.
She kicked one in the gut, making him double over in pain. She punched one in the face, and jumped over him to tackle another. Elizabeth focused on fighting, but the thief who ran away came back and cut her arm. She cried out in pain, clutching her arm and round house kicking him. She finished off the others quickly, saw the poor girl leave, and paused for a moment to see how bad the wound was. It was bad.
"Crap!" She muttered. " How am I going to hide this from dad? "
" Hey lady, nice fighting! That arm looks bad though, you might want to see a doctor. " Elizabeth lifted her head to locate the voice, but her head was swimming. She stumbled a bit, and the voice spoke again. "You okay? I'm gonna come down there, okay?"
Elizabeth heard a woosh and someone landed in front of her. He, for she saw it was a he, was in a suit that looked familiar... "Spider-Man?" She asked.
"Yeah. May I ask who YOU are?" He asked. He tentatively reached forward to lift her mask, but she turned away. "Lady, I'm just trying to help, so I need to see who you are. You're losing a lot of blood..."
Elizabeth stumbled again, unable to find her balance. " Peter... " She looked at him and laughed at his confused face. Then light faded and she passed out.