((Hey guys; so I just realized yesterday that Chapter 2 has been MIA and was accidentally replaced by Chapter 7 at somepoint. Here's the actual chapter two; hope anyone who read through and was disapointed to find a missing chapter will be much happier now :). )).

Chapter 2:

Day 1 / Part: 2: 3:22 PM

Peter placed his bowl on the table and let out a long sigh, which illustrated how satisfied he was. Peter was back in his jeans and T-shirt; and Clark sat across from him at the table, wearing some of Peter's Uncle Bens old clothes that Peter had given him when they arrived, though he still had not got a replacement pair of glasses. Clark watched Peter as he seemed to form to the chair he sat on, a look of joy and content on his face.

"Wow Pete, you didn't waste any time on that." Clark said as Peter rose into a more comfortable position on his chair.

"I told you I was hungry. I'm not serious much; but when I am...I'm super serious." Peter said as he squinted an eye and glared at Clark for a moment. Clark cast Peter a light grin as he began to sip on the remainder of his soup. Peter sat back in his chair with a smile on his face. "Well...hope you enjoy the soup as much as I did." Peter said as he rose from his seat and picked up his bowl. "I'm gonna go help with the dishes. Aunt May cooked, I get to clean." Clark smiled as Peter left the room; he continued to sip on his soup and could hear Peter and his Aunt May laughing in the kitchen. Soon though Clarks attention was brought to a news report on the television next door. Clark listened in attentively.

"An airplane was hijacked earlier today from Southern Texas. Not much is known on how or why, but government officials have been avoiding media outlets and refuse to comment." Clark continued to sip from the soup as his attention was brought back to where he was as Aunt May entered the room.

"How is the soup?" Aunt May asked as he walked up behind Clark. Clark turned in his seat to face her.

"It's delicious. Thank you." Clark said with a smile as he continued to eat. Aunt May approached the table and took the seat that Peter had been sitting at.

"So, Mr. Kent; how exactly did you and Peter meet?" Aunt May asked as Clark's mind suddenly ran blank.

"We...uh. We're working on a story together." Clark said hastily, brushing some of his hair slightly over his face.

A slight grin formed along Aunt Mays mouth, "Oh really? What are you writting about?" Aunt May asked as Clark shifted his eyes to the door; he could hear Peter working away on the dishes.

"We...are...writting about that new costumes Hero that appeared the otherday." The smile on Aunt Mays face widened.

"Oh yes; Superman. I saw the news report about him; and I read the Daily Bugel about him as well." Clark suddenly felt a wave of worry rush over him. Did she know about Peter and Spiderman? Was it possible she recognized him as also being Superman? Clark began to miss his wide rimmed glasses.

"Yeah; I read that article too. Sure was something." Clark said in a lowered voice as he began to eat his soup at a faster rate. Aunt May laughed lightly,

" 'Something' doesn't begin to describe it. He saved over a hundred people from a burning building while trying to plead his innocence to The Avengers. He's someone people can depend on." As Aunt May spoke a weak smile came over Clarks face. Clark wondered if it was wrong of him to inspire people the way he does only to leave in a few days time...would people resent him?

"So Mr. Kent, may I ask you something?" Aunt May said in a soft voice as Clark looked up to her, still sipping his soup. "You and my nephew...are you two...lovers?" Clark spat out some of the soup in surprise.

"Are we...what?" Clark said with a panicked voice.

"Well, it's just Peter is always going in and out at all hours, and I never see him on any dates." Aunt May said as she placed her hand on her chin and watched as Clark began to squirm in his chair. He didn't want to reveal Peters secret to his Aunt, but he couldn't just admit to what she was saying. Clark looked over to the door with a worried look on his face.

"Peter!" Clark shouted as he rose from his seat so fast he knocked the chair over. "Get in here!" As Clark turned back he saw that Aunt May was laughing. Clark looked at her with a confused look as she looked up to him; wiping a tear away from her eyes as she stopped laughing.

"I'm sorry Mr. Kent. I couldn't resist." Aunt May said through a broken laugh as Peter entered the room.

"Whats going on in here?" Peter asked with slight concern in his voice.

Aunt May rose from her seat and placed a hand on Peters shoulder, "Oh nothing. I was just teasing you're new friend. You know Peter you really should start telling people you bring over that I know about Spiderman." Peter looked from Aunt May to Clark with a look of confusion on his face; then the look turned to a disapproving glare as he looked to Aunt May.

"What did you do?" Peter asked hastily.

"She asked me if we were lovers." Clark said as he crossed his arms and laughed lightly to himself.

"Aunt May!" Peter said, shock evident in his voice.

"What?" Aunt May asked, still laughing. "If you had seen his face Peter; you would have laughed." Peter squinted his eyes to Aunt May.

"I'm going to go finish the dishes; try not to embarass me anymore please." Peter said as he turned to leave the room.

"No promises." Aunt May called after him. Clark laughed to himself before finishing off the soup in his bowl.

"I can see where Peter gets his sense of humor from." Aunt May smiled back to Clark.

"That was nothing. When Peter first brought Reed Richards over I had him going for over a half hour; he tried telling me how Peter was helping him with some project...that man loves to talk." Aunt May came and sat down next to Clark. "So Mr. Kent; all joking aside, tell me a bit about yourself. Besides your 'extracuricular' activites; do you do anything else where you're from?" Clark sat back in his chair.

"Where I come from I'm a reporter at a place called the Daily Planet. Happily married to my co-worker and ace-journalist Lois Lane." Clark said as Aunt Mays face lit up with a smile.

"How wonderful for you. Now is it true that you come from some alternate history?" Aunt May asked as Clark nodded his head.

"Yes. Where I come from things are quite different. There's no Spiderman or Avengers, or Fantastic Four in my world." Aunt May seemed shocked; but Clark continued. "Not to say that there aren't others like me. We have our own group similar to the Avengers; we call ourselves the Justice League, and like the Avengers we do our best to keep a bad situation from getting worse." Aunt May smiled.

"Will they be okay without you there?" Aunt May asked in a curious tone. The question seemed to pound its way through Clark; he hadn't given much though to what the Justice League would do if something really bad happened while he was gone...what if they needed Superman right now? What if three days wasn't fast enough?

Aunt May noticed that Clark had a worried look cover his face after he question. "I'm sorry; I didn't mean to make you worry." Aunt May said as she reached over and rubbed Clarks back.

"It's alright. I just...I worry about them." Clark said in a defeated tone.

"And I'm sure that they are worried about you too." Aunt May cut in. "A great man once told me that some bonds go farther than the world can stretch itself. If you keep true to your friends and what you all stood for; then that will help them do the same...even if you're not there to help them." Clark smiled as Aunt May spoke; he looked over to her and she was taken back by Clarks shining blue eyes. "My goodness Mr. Kent. How did you ever keep people from recognizing you?" Clark chuckled to himself at Aunt Mays question.

"Well, normally I had a pair of VERY thick glasses to cut down on the brightness of my eyes while; but unfortunatly I didn't have a pair with me when I was brought here." As Clark finished speaking Aunt May rose from her seat.

"Come with me Mr. Kent; I think I have just what you need." Clark got up from his chair and followed Aunt May up the stairs; Clark looked down the hallway and could see what was obviously Peters old room; with a pair of sneakers blocking the door from closing. "All geniuses are slobs!" Aunt May said nobily as she noticed Clark staring at Peters room. Aunt May led Clark into her room; she opened her top drawer on her bedside table and pulled out an old pair of bi-focals. "Ben was terribly nearsighted in his older years. Try these." Clark took the glasses from Aunt May and proceeded to place them on his face. Clark let his eyes adjust to the new lenses until he could see clearly. Aunt Mays face lit up with a smile. "I think those will do perfectly." Aunt May said as Clark turned to look in her mirror, noticing that he color of his eyes was cut to a dull grey.

"Thank you Mrs. Parker; I can't thank you enough." Aunt May waved her hand in the air.

"Think nothing of it; and please, call me Aunt May; all of Peters friends do." Aunt May began to exit the room, Clark following close behind her.

"Aunt May, can I ask you something?" Clark asked the two walked down the stairs.

"Please do." Aunt May said cheerfuly.

"How did you learn about Peter and Spiderman?" Aunt May stopped and fell deep into thought. Clark could feel her uneasiness at his question. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to;" Clark began, but Aunt May quickly cut in.

"It's quite alright. It's just...some stories aren't meant to be retold." Clark nodded his head in agreement, and the two continued down the stairs. As they came into the living room they found Peter sitting on the couch watching the TV; there was a report on where a SHIELD representative was reassuring the world that Superman was not a threat.

"Hey CK, can you believe this? I mean he has to tell people that you're not here to kill all humans; it's actually kind of funny." As Peter spoke he looked over to Clark and saw the sad look on his face. "Or, it's really not funny. Everything okay CK?" Clark shrugged as he reached up and took off the glasses before rubbing his nose.

"It's nothing, it's just...I had to go through this once already back on my own Earth...guess I shouldn't be surprised." Peter got up from the couch and gave Clark a comforting pat on the back.

"Don't worry about it CK; once people get to see you in action some more there's no way that they'll think this way for long." Clark began to smile.

"Does that mean your good to go out for round two?" Peter clapped a fist into his palm.

"Oh I'm ready." Peter said as looked down to Clarks hand and saw his Uncle Bens old glasses. Peter looked up to Clark and smiled. "Let's get going."

Aunt May waved goodbye to Clark and Peter as they walked away from her house, they would wait a while and then change into their 'work clothes'. Aunt May went back into the house and saw her tea set sitting in her china cabinet...

Day 1/ Part 2 5:53 PM

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4 Years Ago

Aunt May washed a few tea cups as she giggled to herself about how her and her friend Nathan Lubensky had been teasing Anna Watson about her crush on Captain America. Peter had moved in with his friend Harry Osborn in an appartment closer to his University; and Aunt May frequently hosted get togethers. As Aunt May washed the tea pot she heard a loud thud come from upstairs. Aunt May listened for a moment, worry rushing through her; suddenly she heard several more thuds...they were coming from Peters old room.

As Aunt May left the kitchen she picked up the portable phone and tucked it into her pocket; she then moved to the stairs. As she passed a near by closet she picked up one of Bens old golf clubs that were stowed away and used it to arm herself. Aunt May made her way slowly up the stairs as only silence filled the hallway; yet as Aunt May got half way up the stairs, she heard a heart wrenching scream come from down the hallway. Aunt May rushed up the stairs and was horrified to see light stretching out from under Peters door. There were several loud crashing noises, the sound of glass breaking, and the light seemed to fall from where it was, and onto the floor, increasing the amount of light that poured out of the botom. Aunt May closed in on the door with the golf club in one hand, and her phone clutched in the other; ready to dial 9-1-1. Aunt May put down the glof club and opened the door, before hastily picking up the golf club again.

As the door swung open, Aunt May was horrified to see that Peters room had been torn apart; his old desk had been broken in two; the desk lamp lay on the floor with a broken picture of Peter, Gwen Stacy and Harry Osborn when they were in highschool. There were several holes in the walls, and in the midst of the chaos was Spiderman, breathing heavily, and clenching his fists. Aunt Mays heart skipped as she dropped the golf club and pressed in the numbers on the phone. "You listen to me you menace! Get out of here before I call the police!" Aunt May shouted in fear as Spiderman's shoulders seemed to sulk, and he fell to his knees. "I'm warning you!" Aunt May screamed as she pressed the call button on the phone.

Aunt May pressed the phone to her ear as it began to ring; Spiderman raised his head and looked towards May; as he did, he called out in a pain filled voice that sounded as if he had been crying; "Aunt May." Her entire world began to spin as she stared at the costume clad man, he reached up to his face with a shaking hand and removed his mask to reveal Peter Parkers face, his eyes blood shot, his face covered in tears; and every inch of his face was contorted into a look of utter pain.

"9-1-1, what is your emergency?" The voice rang through the phone.

Aunt May took a large gulp before she responded, "False alarm; thought there was a burglar, was just a racoon." Aunt May said as a voice responded to her through the phone; she didn't pay attention to what the person said and hang up a moment later; dropping the phone and rushing to Peters side, wrapping her arms around him as Peter began to cry into her shoulder, reaching up around and taking a tight hold of her. "Peter...what's happened?" Aunt May asked, more worried than she had ever been. Peter began to cry even harder as he lessened his grip and fell back from Aunt May.

"He k...he ki...Gwen...she...she's dead Aunt May...Gwen is gone." Peter cried out the words, shattering Aunt Mays world into a thousand pieces.

"No." Aunt May whispered.

Peter began to rub at his eyes; "It's my fault...it's my fault..." Aunt May held Peter close as he continued to cry into her shoulder...

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Day 1/ Part 3 6:10 PM

"Thanks for checking in Spidey, be safe out there." Captain America said as the communicator cut out. Spiderman and Superman stood on a roof-top in Downtown Manhattan; Superman was overlooking the city as Spiderman put the communicator away and approached.

"Well now that that's out of the way we can get back to buisness. Hear anything?" Spiderman asked as Superman looked over to him.

"I can hear a few guys about to rob a food deli just a block away." A worried smile crept over Spidermans face;

"Well what are we waiting around here for?" Spiderman said as he ran by Superman and web-slung himself from the roof.

Superman smiled as Spidermans enthusiasm began to lighten his spirit, and he took off a moment after. As the robbers exited the deli Superman was waiting for them. The three men began to run in different directions away from Superman, but in a blur of red and blue Superman scooped up two of the robbers and proceeded back to the deli. Spiderman made quick work of the third robber, who ran around a corner only to be met by the hard fist of Spiderman. Spiderman lifted the unconscious robber over his shoulder and walked with him back to the deli.

The deli owner came bursting out of his shop with a wide smile on his face. "You stopped them! What can I ever do to repay you?" The deli owner said as he began to shake Supermans hand; after Spiderman tossed the third robber down with the other two the deli owner rushed in to shake his hand as well.

"I always knew that the Bugel had you wrong. Please, take some salami cuts; on the house." Superman and Spiderman exchanged looks, but Superman turned to the deli owner and said,

"Thank you, but I'm sure there are others who could use that food other than us. If you want to repay us, donate that food to chairty." The owners face lit up with a smile.

"Yes sir; of course. It would be a pleasure." The deli owner said as he shook the two heroes hands once again as the police car showed up on the scene.

"Ah good; the police are here. And we're off!" Spiderman said as he sent a webline up into the buildings and began to swing away. Superman turned to the police with a smile and said,

"Another excellent response time. Keep up the good work gentlemen." Superman then began to fly after Spiderman as one of the officers scratched her head, the deli owner waving goodbye as Superman left his sight.

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Day 1/ Part 3 8:20 PM

Superman and Spierman rested atop an apartment building; Spiderman had picked up a couple bottles of water from a vending machine. Spiderman took a long gulp of water before turning to Superman. "You know; I don't think I've ever had a day like this." Spiderman said cheerfuly as he took another sip of water.

Superman raised his eyebrow, "What do you mean? I thought you said that you were busier now than you've ever been." Superman said as Spiderman began to chuckle.

"Well, ya I have been. I meant that things haven't gone this smoothly for me...ever. I mean we stopped seven robberies, four muggings and...how many car jackings?" Spiderman began to count on his free hand.

"Eighteen." Superman cut in as he took a sip from his own bottle.

"Yah...I mean, usually at least one of the perps manages to get away, but not this time. We picked up every straggler; no one got away." Spiderman raised his bottle to Superman. "Here's to you CK. You are one heck of a wing-man." Superman smiled as he raised his bottle and tapped his against Spidermans. The two then took a swig of water each, both of them gazing out to the Manhattan skyline afterwards.

"Can I tell you something Peter?" Superman said as he turned to look at Spiderman with a serious look on his face.

"Sure; what's up CK?" Spiderman said as looked over to Superman.

"I wont be here for long. I was visited by a man while I was at Avengers Mansion...he told me that in three days, my 'friends' would be able to get me home." As Superman spoke Spiderman felt joy run through him, but then was hit by a feeling of remorse. Before Spiderman could say anything, Superman continued. "But I'm worried that something is going to happen there while I'm gone. There are plenty of people who will take advantage of the fact that I'm not around...I just hope that everyone is okay without me..." Superman lowered his head, worry etching its way into him. Spiderman leaned forward and placed a friendly hand on Supermans shoulder.

"I know that you might not want to hear this right now CK, but you should try to put it out of your mind." Superman cast an aggrivated glance at Spiderman. "Yeah you don't want to hear this; but unfortunatly for you, you're going to." Spiderman said in a strong voice as placed his water down, standing up and begining to walk towards the Manhattan skyline. "Like you just told me, your friends wont get here for three days; so you're kinda stuck here right? You might as well try to enjoy yourself why you're here. Besides; I'm sure your buddy in the Bat-suit has something in his belt to deal with any situation...do you think he'd have any anti-Goblin spray?" As Spiderman finished speaking he turned back to Superman to see that a wide smile had grown across his face.

"Doubt it; but I can ask him when I see him." As Superman spoke he heard a strange noise; he looked past Spiderman's shoulder to see that there was something soaring towards him. Superman jumped from his spot and moved to push Spiderman out of the way, but Spiderman was already jumping to his side almost as soon as Superman had reacted. Superman could see that it was a spear that had been thrown, and the sharp metal tip shattered into thousands of pieces upon Supermans chest. Superman and Spiderman both began to look around. "There!" Superman shouted as he pointed to a building not even half a block away; on its roof Spiderman was annoyed to see the bright vest and fury collar of Kraven The Hunter, as he and seven others in similar attire jumped from building to building, making their way closer to this new Dynamic Duo.

"Ah, great. Kraven." Spiderman said annoyed.

"Friend of yours?" Superman said as he clenched a fist.

"You could say that," Spiderman began. "Whatever you do, try not to draw attention to his accent." Spiderman said as he and Superman watched as Kraven and his men made the final jump, and all landed on the far side of the building the two stood on.

"Spider. It has been a while, yes?" Kraven said menacingly as he drew a machete out of it's sheath.

"What did you say?" Spiderman said in an aggrivated voice. "I swear Kraven, you have got to work on your English. I know a great self help video for you." Spiderman said in the most mocking voice he could; Superman held back his laughter.

"I have little patience for you today. I have come far to finally add your head to my collection." Kraven said as he rubbed a finger along the point of his machete.

Superman and Spiderman looked at eachother; Spiderman said, "You don't suppose he's been paying attention to recent events do you?" Kraven spat as Spiderman spoke.

"You turn your back to me Spider...your first mistake." In a moment all of Kravens men began to close in on Spiderman and Superman. Superman sighed as he looked back to Spiderman.

"I guess not." Superman said with a grin as Kravens men closed in on them. Spiderman jumped into the action first; leaping towards the two closest men; planting a foot into ones face as he webbed the others feet to the ground. Superman took off and punched one of the men lightly in the chest; the man began to soar backwards, knocking two other men off their feet as he soared into a nearby ventilation system. As the two men who were knocked down began to get up, Superman gave them each a tap on the top of their heads, knocking them each unconscious.

Spiderman had knocked out the one man whose feet he had webbed and jumped back into a fighting stance beside Superman. "You don't know what you're up against here Kraven; you would probably do better if you all just knocked yourselves unconscious right now." As Spiderman spoke Kravens face contorted to a look of rage and disappointment.

"Worthless. All of you. I will take your head myself Spiderman; but first you will watch as I kill your friend." Kraven said as he took point at the front of his men, holding his machete in a ready stance. Spiderman laughed as he looked over to Superman.

"Yeah, he definatly doesn't watch the news." Spiderman said jokingly. Suddenly Superman heard a distant rumble; he turned his attention elsewhere for a moment and could hear the sound of metal bending; he could hear people shouting out, as if they were fighting a war. Then there was a deafening scream that filled Supermans head; it was so overpowering that Superman could feel his eyes begin to roll into the back of his head.

Superman fell to his knees, and to his surprise, Spiderman and Kraven, and Kravens remaining men all fell to their knees at the same time; each of them reaching up to the heads in pain as Superman did. For what seemed like only moments everyone in Manhattan seemed to suffer from a communal overpowering headache. Traffic all over came to a screaming halt as thousands of pile-ups happened simultaneously. The headaches stopped almost as quickly as they had started; Superman, Spiderman and the others on the roof all began to return to their feet.

"What the heck was that?" Spiderman said confused as he still rubbed his head. Superman looked over his shoulder in the direction he had heard all of the commotion before this had happened.

"I'm not sure what; but I think I know where." Superman looked back to Spidey with a worried look.

Spiderman but a thumb into the air and said, "Don't worry about me CK; I can handle these bozzos." Spiderman then pointed towards Kraven and his men, who were still recovering. "You go save the world; leave this to me." Spiderman steped in front of Superman and clenched his fists.

"You're sure?" Superman asked in a worried voice.

"Sure I'm sure. Now go, before I turn my light hearted humor on you." Spiderman said as Superman began to grin. Superman took off into the air and out of sight. Spiderman got in a ready stance as Kraven and his men began to surround Spiderman.

"Your friend has abandoned you because he knows death is near." Kraven said in a taunting voice as Spiderman began to laugh at him.

"Yeah; that's why he left. It's not like there might be bigger things that he can help with." Spiderman then took a long sigh. "If you don't mind can we do this quickly? There's a new CSI on tonight; and I dont plan on missing it."

Day 1/ Part 3 8:42 PM

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