Life is never easy. For some … It's harder than others, but for me? Well let's just say hard would be an understatement.
My name is Peter Parker and this is the story of my life and how it changed in a way I could never imagine.
At first glance my life would seem pretty normal, just a nerdy kid from queens who never knew his parents, Hell there's already enough of those in New York. I grew up with my Aunt May and Uncle Ben and they were as good as parents as I could ask for. When I first entered school I was of course bullied by the big tough guys of the class mainly consisting of Flash Thomson and his friends.
Dealing with them wasn't ever a problem in fact it was kind of fun to watch Flash try to understand if I just insulted him or not.
Except for the occasional threat from Flash, school was always pretty ordinary; I was top in my class for nearly all subjects and a bit of a wiz at science. Everything was pretty normal, until …
It was graduation year and I only had my biology exam left to complete, I was fairly confident In myself and had been for the last month or so mainly thanks to my new and in fact, first ever girlfriend, Gwen Stacey.
Life was starting to get a hell of a lot better for me until that is I decided to go to Gwen's research lab in downtown Manhattan, She was just offered a work experience position in a major biology lab owned by Dr Curt Conner's.
The lab was a science geek's wet dream of sorts and so of course… My inner nerd ambition to learn got the better of me and I decided to look around.
I discovered a room that housed different types of spider, some of which were genetically altered, and so I went inside to take a few pictures for study.
I was looking at a glass cabinet which housed a very large black widow of sorts when I felt a sharp scorching pain in my neck. Of course my immediate reaction was that it was one of the spiders and so I attempted to flick it off with my palm.
I imagined that the spiders were not dangerous and that they probably had their venom glands removed… Oh boy was I wrong.
Over the next few days I told my aunt may that I had caught the flu and that I was going to stay in bed. I even thought that it was just the flu until the pain started.
For the next two days I was in the most excruciating pain imaginable as if my muscles were on fire and being stabbed from the inside out. I thought I was going to die at one point and so on the second night I closed my eyes to try and get some sleep, afraid that I might never open them again… But once again I was seriously mistaken.
I awoke the following morning felling completely cured, as if during the night the illness has just washed itself out of my body. However I soon found that the sudden recovery wasn't the only surprise in store for me that day.
I soon realised that I could see without my glasses and that my muscles has somehow expanded overnight into small but strong ones, my scrawny build has been replaced by an athletic one and I felt like a million dollars. However the biggest shock of the day was still to come after school had finished.
I was walking home from school on my usual route when I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my fingertips followed by an intense feeling of relief. To this day I still had no idea why but for some reason something in my head told me what to do next. I went into a nearby alleyway and decided to try and… Scale the walls…But to my horror and shock I discovered that I could!
I was soon at the top of the Chrysler building and then discovered that my fear of heights had also left me, as I peered over New York at sun down.
Over the next few weeks I began to test these new found powers in wrestling matches across New York under the tittle… Spider Man.
My life had never been better I was making money to help my family and myself, I was in love with a beautiful, funny and intelligent girl who adored me, and my exams were finally complete. Yep nothing could spoil this for me…Oh boy was I wrong.
I was entered into my last wrestling match of the season, a match against the current New York lower level champion, Bone-Saw.
I took quite the beating in the match but eventually my speed and powers outmatched Bone-Saws brute strength and I was the winner.
After the match I proceeded backstage and up to the manager's office to receive my payment for the fight and my belt. As the manager handed me my money I realised that he was trying to cheat me by not giving me the full amount and so I questioned him on it and he simply said that if I would of just lost I would of received more and then told me to "Scram" , And so I did.
On my way out of the office all I could see was red, I couldn't remember the last time I was this angry and I was seriously considering beating the manager for the rest of the money but I didn't have to someone beat me to it.
I was at the stairs when I hear the managers voice boom from behind me shouting "STOP THAT GUY", I quickly turned to see a man dressed in black running down the hallway at me carrying the managers money case. I could have easily stopped him, and I could've done it with my eyes closed but … I didn't, I just let him go out of pure hatred. It would be a mistake … That I will never forget.
Later that night after a quick bite to eat I headed for home, but as I got closer to the house I noticed something wasn't right. I could hear my aunt May crying from the street and there was a squad car parked outside the house. I went inside to be confronted by a police officer and immediately I thought I was in trouble. But it turns out I wasn't in any trouble. It was in fact something far worse…
I will never forget the officer's words to me… So simple and yet so devastating. He simply said "Son… I'm so sorry".
As soon as I heard those words I knew what had happened.
The events of that night were just over a year ago to this day, and now, I protect my city from as much harm as I can. I watch over it and try to make it so no one will have to live in fear and I see it was my duty to those who I love. And those who I have lost.
I still keep that name. The name that gave me a normal life for once. And then took it away again… I am Peter Parker and I am Spider-Man.
Today was nothing special really well except for the weather. Pure blue sky with white fluffy clouds in the sky. Nothing like sitting at the top of the Empire State building while listening to Bach. Yep this is awesome.
"Dispatch 5 this is command we have a 220 in progress at a Dan's bakery in downtown Queens, Please Proceed to the location and be warned, Suspect is armed I repeat suspect is armed".
Oh well so much for my peaceful morning.
Peter threw on his mask and stowed his radio and sandwich in his backpack. I can keep these here and enjoy the rest of my lunch after I deal with this mess. He thought as he webbed the bag to the wall.
Peter then took a run towards the end of the great building and jumped. Peter always loved the sensation of falling from a high building, the rush and the excitement that filled him as the city flew past him in a mix of beautiful colours.
Peter then held out his right arm and using his web shooter device of his own creation, shot a web that attached itself to a nearby sky scraper.
Peter reached up with his other hand and was about to begin with his famous web swinging but he was distracted by something… Something incredibly strange.
Peter was still falling when he noticed that for some strange reason, time had … Stopped.
"What the hell?" peter said to himself as he fell in slow motion. He felt like he was about to pass out from the shock of this and he began to lose himself to tiredness.
The last thing he saw was an explosion of colour and the noise of wind in his ears as the darkness took him into unconsciousness.