Hello good people of FanFiction!
So I was really excited to get this chapter up! It open up the story arc I have in mind. To clear things up, in my version of this universe all the Marvel heros are in it. Like everybody knows about the X-men and Avengers and all that. So from this chapter and onwards I'm forging my universe within 'The Amazing Spider-man' Cannon. Also i'm drawing heavily from 'Ultimate Spider-Man' too so I hope you guys like that. I'm dropping some heavy names in this chapter, but i'll talk about that at the end!
Please review!
I do not own Spider-Man or any of Marvel's characters. I only own the OC's I put in the world.
It was beautiful from up here. Peter was in awe over the city's beauty. He loved it. Even the bumper-to-bumper traffic bellow had a special place in his heart. But the skyline is what took his breath away. At night the massive towers lights would kick on, brightening the city all over. The cars below made the background music to this ever beautiful setting. Peter looked down below from his perch to see ants walking across the street, heading in all sorts of places. The thing about this city is that there is always somewhere to be. Wither it be work, school, or being a superhero, you would have something to do. Parker always wondered where the people were going, since he always knew where he was going. He had someone to save, or someone to beat up.
Like now for instance...
Parker looked around, nothing in sight here. After doing a quick double-check he swan dived off the building. Just about mid-way down he shot a web out, hitting his mark. Peter swung forward with finesse. Reaching the webs peek the hero let go and flew forward. Again Parker took a plunge down before swinging off another building. He leapt off with a corkscrew. Then he shot another web to help him round a corner. Pete swung himself forward with ease. The web-slinger let go of the web and gracefully landed on a side of a building. His left hand and foot stuck to the glass panel while he turned his body around. "Nothing happening here either."
Just as Peter was about to swing away he heard the call. A call he had heard several times.
'HELPPP ME SOMEONE!"
A shriek. Something big must be going down.
Parker leaped off the building and swung off to the call's origin. When he was just about to reach the origin he heard another call. "HELP HE HAS MY BO-!" The call was cut short.
Peter flipped off his web and landed down on the side-walk. Some citizens started to cheer as Parker rose. They shouted the normal things. Peter used to love the attention but now it's annoying. "Yeh! Get 'em Spidey!" a husky voice called. Peter looked over to the man. Faded gray lined his hair, and wrinkles covered his face. He had to be nearing his 60's. Parker pointed at the man and started to walk over. The man's smile became bigger.
"That's not me." a metallic voice said.
In response the man stepped back. "But the mask..?"
"Heh, I borrowed it from a friend" Peter smiled underneath his muffler, he was leaving behind Spider-Man now and it felt good, real good. Ending the conversation Peter turned away, now facing the reason he is here. A tall man and brawny man. His only visible facial features were his mouth, which wasn't that pretty .The rest was hidden by a bulky yellow visor. It had one single line running through the middle; it brought back images of an X-men member. Looking out his outfit now Peter could tell this was a make-shift costume that resembled a different X-men member. It was a brown leather jacket and underneath was a white tank-top. Some blue jeans covered his legs and were cuffed by a pair of brown boots. Peter was already thinking of a million insults to throw at this guy, well it wouldn't be hard too.
"Stay BACK or the kid gets it!" the fashion disaster yelled. In the hands of the man was a small boy probably about 12 years old. A woman lay at the feet of the thug too. She must have been the one that yelled. One thing that really confused Parker about the situation was that the thug had no real weapon. Everyone must be scared because he is wearing something a mutant would wear. People these days...jeez.
"So Cyclops called...He wants his visor back man." Peter calmly said back. Due to his new voice changer it sounded more metallic, which Peter really liked. It was like a lighter 'Darth Vader' type voice.
"Oh HA-HA really funny Spider-Man!" the man yelled back, tightening his grip on the boy
Peter took a few steps forward. "Why does everybody think I'm Spider-Man?" while asking the question he rubbed the back of neck. "Like I mean am I in tights or something?"
The thug took a step back, dragging the boy with him. "Well you have his mask...WELL half of it!"
Parker put his hands up in the air. "Whoa man. Do you always just randomly stress a word in a SENTENCE?" Peter chuckled to himself at his mockery.
"NO!"
Peter put his hands down while taking another step towards the man. "Look why don't you just let the boy go guy."
With a quick glance to the boy and back up at Peter he pulled the boy closer. "Do you think I'm stupid?!"
"In that outfit yes I do."
"This boy is what is keeping you from beatin' me up."
Peter laughed. It was a semi-fake laugh. He carried the laugh on so long he hunched over and grabbed his chest. Pete extended an arm out the man, he opened his hand. "Stop...Stop, you're killing me h-here!" Parker managed between laughs "Nothing is stopping me from BEATING you up."
With those words Peter kept his advance on the criminal. The rip-off pulled the boy in front of him. "Stay back man!" he called. Pete kept walking. "You DIDN'T LISTEN!" he yelled before letting out a blood boiling yell. This stopped Peter's advance. Around the visor a red glow was building up, just like Cyclops! Peter knew what came next so he quickly jumped in to action. He shot out a web, hitting the boy, and then he shot out another with his left hand aiming for the visor. This should get him distracted, my webbing won't hold long.
The web hit his visor causing him to panic. Once his arm left the boys neck Peter pulled him away. Peter caught the boy. "Run kid." he said ushering him away. Parker started to run towards the thug. His webbing was almost melted. Pete shot both webs on the street lamps above and launched himself corkscrew towards the criminal. But the rip-off stared down the web-slinger. Peter was already flying towards him and if he didn't pull back he would be hit by a powerful energy beam.
"DIEEEEE SPIDDDDER!"
A powerful ray of red energy unleashed from the visor. It streaking forwards to Peter. Traveling fast Parker needed an escape. The familiar tingling started to build up in his neck. All the boy could think of was that he had to dodge. But with so little time he would still take some type of hit. It's all I can do. At least he won't hit anything important IF I dodge right. Pete broke the screw and let his instincts take over. They moved his legs up in the air and his arms up and behind him.
"NNNGGHAHHH!" the man grunted. He slightly moved the ray up. It managed to hit Peter on the thigh while he was landing. Pete landed with a roll and spun around to see that the laser cut right through the crowd that had formed. Only one person seemed to have been hit but it did not look major. "WOW!" Peter exclaimed "Where did you get that doohickey? It's neat but..."
Peter jumped up in the air kicked the man in the face. "But a too dangerous to be used by you."
The man recovered and went to throw a punch, of course the hero evaded. Again he tried a punch. Parker flipped backwards, kicking him in the face on the way back. The kick sent the thug back. He let out another yell again he charged up his beam. Peter waited for the beam to be almost fully charged. Once it was charged he could not hold it back.
"AHHHHHHHAHHHH" he yelled.
Now. Peter started to shoot multiple web splats on the visor. He had to make the web thick if his plan was to work. It's over.
Again the powerful ray was unleashed but it had nowhere to go. With the beam contain all the energy went back on the thug. All the heat backfired on the criminal. The enemy let out a blood boiling scream as the heat burned through his flesh and skull. In a few seconds the man fell dead. His skull burnt out. Parker slammed his hands together. "Whelp. That's that. "
Usually the crowd would cheer. But not this time. Peter looked around in a 360 turn. They all looked afraid. Surely they realize that he had just saved them. "Hello? No applause?"
The old man from before spoke again. "You were right. You're not Spider-Man."
Peter shot his web up on to the building. "That's what I've been saying." Then he swung away, leaving the terrified crowd behind. The new hero swung up off his web and shot another. It was time for him to be heading home.
That...Was fun. Different but fun. And that visor, it resembled Cyclops way too much. I know he would not just give away his weapon. So it has to be a copy. But he also had the same red energy. Maybe he had the same Mutant power? Un-likely. It was too flimsy. It was a similar power but not the same.
A few minutes later...
Peter carefully crept through his window. Quickly he stripped off his outfit and hid the contents in his bag from school. Flicking on his computer screen, the failures face appeared. Instantly his mood dropped. "Gwen...I'm a different ma-n."
His eyes looked down on the right of the screen. The time read 12:10. "If I'm gonna wanna do anymore prancing about I better hit the hay." he mumbled to himself. When he was exiting some programs he accidentally hit the space bar. The video started to play. Parker noticed that the video was playing and instantly got caught up in it. Gently he put his hand on the screen. He wanted to feel her again. She was so perfect to him. I should have been better to you. Before he knew it was 2 in the morning. Even though he is back 'protecting' the city he still feels emptiness inside him. Was it Gwen? Or was it something more? Something big is missing from inside him, but the hero can't figure it out for the life of him. Pausing the video Peter stretched back in chair. With a long yawn the web-slinger retired to his bed.
Morning-ish...
"Good morning New Yorker's! The top story of the morning is one of great interest. A familiar face has been recorded yesterday night fighting off a madman. Witness's claim that the hero resembled our beloved 'Spider-Man' but stated that the hero denied that was him. Also the witness's say that the masked person let the madman kill himself. Others say that the vigilante killed the criminal. Who is this man? What are his intentions for the people of the city? Keep your eyes locked right here to keep posted on this and all the justice happening in your area!"
"Perfect!" Peter uttered under his breath. The mixed public reaction is what he wanted. Not a good-to-shoes like Spider-Man but differently not your average hero. Parker wanted his new alias to be like the Punisher in regards. Not loved or hated. Pete just wanted this guy you get stuff done, no matter who he needed to kill for that to happen. This new Peter enjoyed webbing that guy's visor last night. But deep inside him another war was waging. Is it really right killing the people who would kill you? It is only slumping down to their level.
Their level might not be bad after a while...
Aunt May was up in the kitchen. She was cleaning up the dishes used to prepare her boy's meal. Eggs and bacon are the best way to start the day in her mind and she knows how he likes to eat so she doubled it. Parker was at the table sucking up his breakfast when Aunt May started talking.
"You have that job thingy today right?"
Peter looked up at her for a split-second "Yeah at the Bugle."
"Finally that man might pay you some real money!" she said with a laugh.
Pete joined in on the laughter. He finished his breakfast after a minute or two, before taking off to the city. Walking down his steps he looked over to Mary's. He watched it for a few seconds before finishing down the steps. While he was walking past her house some shouting arose. Naturally it caught the hero's attention. When the shouting became louder he took a step towards the house. Should I do something?
Again Peter stepped towards the house. Luckily Mary Jane stepped out before he made up his mind. "Peter?" she asked. Parker stepped back and awkwardly rubbed his neck. "I heard the yelling so...I-uh." he responded.
"That's sweet. Thanks." Her red hair flopped around on her shoulders. Today she sported a black T-Shirt and grey sweat pants. She noted Peter's appearance as well. He was in a dress shirt with black khakis. Parker checked his time. If he didn't leave soon he would be late.
'I have to run Mj." Peter started off then looked back "It's cool to call you that right?"
Mary nodded with a smile. In her mind, Peter was this cute innocent boy. If only she knew what he really was.
"Aw Man!" Peter exclaimed. Looking at his watch he was about to be late and he is only half way there. The boy looked around. He knew had to be done. Quickly Parker ran in to an ally. With haste he scaled a wall. Then he leapt off the building. Shooting a web he launched himself forward, and again. There it is! The Bugle!
Peter landed on the roof with grace. Somehow he found his way inside from there. Checking his watch again, he arrived right on the dot. "Sweet."
The boy walked up to the outside what he assumed to be Jonah J. Jameson's office. The girl looked up at Pete and smiled. "Hi, what can I do for you?"
"I'm to see Mr. Jameson about a job offer."
His assistant buzzed the small tablet next her.
"What?!" the voice buzzed over.
"A...uh-Peter Parker here to see you about a job."
"Parker?! Already? Send him in!"
"Go on in kiddo."
Peter smiled at the girl and headed inside the office. Instantly he noticed the smoke lingering around. But on his way to desk he recalls a 'No Smoking' sign. Interesting. After adjusting to the smoke Parker saw his boss. He was tall man with straight back. A flat-top haircut topped his head and had faded grey streaking the sides. "Mr. Jameson?"
"Damn Parker. Only weirdoes get somewhere on time."
"They do?"
Jonah must've not heard Peter because he kept on. "Are you a weirdo Parker?" Jonah pointed at Peter with his cigar. Pete shook his head lightly "No sir."
"Good. You might be going somewhere."
"Really?"
"Probably not." Jameson said in a mellow-tone.
Peter awkwardly looked to his left and right. "So do I have the job?"
Jonah stared at the boy. Like he was studying another organism. "Well do you wanna know what the job is first?"
"Yeah that might help..."
Jonah started out the office. "Follow." Pete did as ordered and followed. Following Jonah was this trail of heavy smoke. It seemed to wrap around Peter like a snake.
Jameson stopped at a small cubical. Then he pointed at the computer. "Manage our website."
"That's it?"
Jonah signed some random paper one of his employees brought up. "Yeah." he said looking at Pete than back to the paper "Oh and keep sending those pictures of Spider-Man."
Peter flinched. "Sorry sir but Spider-man has dropped off the grid. I haven't been able to get him in weeks. But I could possibly get the new guy."
Jameson looked over. "Then do it Parker. Now get to work." Jonah handed him a stack of files "We need these added to the websites database."
Without another word Jameson strolled off. What a spaz. Peter went to work. Guess I got the job. Parker was at the office late, blowing through half the files in a day. It was around 10:00 when he left the Bugle. Stepping out the front door Peter started off. Ducking in to an ally he threw on the white jacket and mask. It was time to head back out and fight the good fight.
The slinger webbed his way through the city. Swinging low to the ground a pedestrian yelled up to him. "YEAH SPIDEY!" Peter shook his head and swung around the corner. When he decided to rest he flopped up on a building's corner.
I'm not Spider-Man. Matter of fact who am I? I've been so caught up in myself I haven't even came up with a name. Parker started to rub his chin while digging deep in to his imagination. How about...Deadly Spider? Oh wait! Maybe just The Spider. Our nameless hero sighed while shaking his head. Why can't someone just give me my name like last time...?
A new chopper buzzed by Peter. Shortly after another followed this time baring police marks. Naturally Pete hitched a ride on the bottom. Where it was going? He could care less as long as it leads him to another criminal to punish. Which it did. The chopper flew ducked and weaved around some buildings before hovering over a warehouse. It was at the end of a dock so there was only one way in. A perfect place to hold up.
Let's knock
Peter flipped off the helicopter and landed on the roof. Instantly he heard creaking and popping.
"Not good!"
Before he could react the web-slinger had fallen right through the roof. Peter seemed to hit every beam on his way down. Finally the boy got spread out on the floor. Wood planks fell down and lay next to him. "Ouch." he moaned. Peter tilted his head to look down at himself.
"Oh! GREAT! My outfit is ruined!" Parker stood and began to dust himself off. His Spider-Sense was tingling. Danger from the right. Peter flipped away.
"Nice of you to drop in!" the attacker yelled.
"Oh you know! City infrastructure and all." Peter answered back.
His attacker was another brawny male. His hair spiked up on the sides, really resembling Wolverine. Another rip-off? Then that means... Peter looked down at the man's hands. Bulky black gloves gripped them. No way.
"Hey Spider! WATCH THISS!"
His attacker flung his hands down summoning the metal blades. They slid out the gloves just like Logan's would. This guy had the get-up going for him. Well, maybe not the smell.
"So...I think Wolverine might be happy someone else is sporting that stupid haircut."
"Spare me your stupid jokes boy!"
Parker threw up his hands. "Oh excuse me! Excuse me for lightening the mood!"
"My mood is lightened!"
"Okay sorry but that sentence just broke my heart. It really, really did."
"AHH Let's get THIS over with!" the attacker yelled and started to charge. He ran with the claws just like Wolverine too. Peter shot a web up and swung behind the rip-off. When the man saw that Pete was behind him, he turned around slowly. "All right bub...Let's get messy."
Peter pointed at the man. "Can you like...Not say that ever again? Okay? Good. Let's fight now."
Wolverine, and Cyclops. In the first Arc the X-Men play a heavy roll since someone is mimicking their mutant powers. Who i wonder? But anyway, I need some help here guys/girls/aliens/mutants. The new hero needs a name! Please send in your suggestions! All i've managed to get was The Spider and Deadly-Spider. The name does not have to deal with 'Spider' but I made mine like that to show Peter can't easily shed off Spider-Man.
Alright guys! I'm out. See yah next time in Chapter 3- Teaming up