Pietro was talking to Barney Bushkin, the publisher of the Daily Globe. He was a man in his forties with gray hair and brown eyes. A cigar was in his mouth.

"So, Peter, tell me why should I hire a twelve year old kid like you?"

"It's Pietro and I'm seventeen," corrected Pietro. "And I deserve this job because I was the photographer at my high school and their best journalist."

It was true. Before he moved to Bayville, he was both a photographer and journalist at his old school. He got the best pics and wrote the best stories.

"And to prove it, I got pictures of a car crash in Westbury, New York, and wrote the story on how it happened."

The speed demon handed the publisher the pictures and story. Seemed a lady was talking on her phone and driving at the same time. She wasn't paying attention and crashed into another car. Then another car crashed into those two cars and in less then an hour, the road was one big, bloodly, car-recked disaster.

Bushkin looked amazed.

"This is some fine work here, Petro."

"It's Pietro, sir."

"Right. But how did you do this so fast? Westbury is pretty far from Queens, and it takes hours to days to write a story this good."

"I've always been pretty quick," said Pietro, proudly.

"You can say that again, Pete."

"It's Pietro."

"Ya got the job."

"Oh, thank you. You don't know how badly I need this job."

"And you don't know how badly I've been lookin' for someone to take better pictures then that Parker kid from the Daily Bugle."

"Daily Bugle?"

"It's a rival newspaper to the Daily Globe. A kid somewhere are your age named Peter Parker takes picture for it. And his pictures are pretty good. Especially his pictures of Spider-Man."

"I'm not from around here. Who's Spider-Man?"

"He's a superhero who's saved his city for about two years now. The Bugle is always making him sound like a criminal though."

"Why? If he's a hero, why would the paper talk smack about him?"

"The publisher, J. Jonah Jameson, that guy has problems. Now, go get me some picture of Spider-Man, Pedro."

"Yes, sir! And it's Pietro."

"Parker!"

"Yes, Mr. Jameson?" said a teenage boy with brown hair and hazel eyes.

"I pay you for front paper material! This stuff belongs back with the funnys!" yelled a man with black hair that had some white in it at the temples, blue eyes, and a black mustache.

He slamed the pictures on his desk. "Stop fooling around and get me a page one Web-Head blow out!"

"Yes, sir!"

Peter rushed out of the office and headed for the elevater.

'He's yells about everything!' thought Peter as the elevater went down. 'Nothing makes him happy. I bet he doesn't even like himself. That wouldn't be surprising.'

Once outside, Peter headed to an alley and changed to Spider-Man.

Spidey shot out a web and swung off. He passed by the Daily Globe building and stopped swinging and stuck to the building when he saw someone come out.

It was a boy who looked to be either the same age as, or a year older then Peter. The guy had shockingly white hair. So white that if you held snow next to it, you couldn't tell the difference.

'Does Silvermane have a grandson or something?' thought Spidey. 'I've never seen a kid with white hair before.'

Then, the white kid was gone in a white/silver blur. Spider-Man couldn't believe it.

'Who on earth was that?'

He swung home.

Jameson and Bushkin are from the comic. Both the Daily Bugle and the Daily Globe are newspapers from the Marvel Comics Universe.

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