The Sensational Spider-Man Chapter 3; Ultimatum

Peter begins the next day trying to loosen up on the issue. But there was one, gaping, problem in this plan. While he had managed to avoid school on Friday to sort things out, he now, unavoidably, had to face his peers. He tried his best to relax before going, conversing with Aunt May over breakfast, the only one still in the dark about his identity, at least that he's aware of, before setting off to school.

Peter arrived at school, however, he wasn't greeted by what he expected. All he was greeted by, was silence. Peter honestly couldn't tell if they were in awe, or if they were just too uncomfortable to say anything. And he didn't care. He proceeded through the hall as if unphased, until he got to Harry. His best friend. He surely wouldn't act weird around Peter, would he? Peter began to talk to him, but Harry quickly said "I gotta go." And left Peter behind. "Odd." Said Peter, talking to Harry, grabbing his attention. "I thought you'd be at least a little curious." Harry immediately seemed to perk up, even some of the other school members who were just standing around began to walk again, chatting amongst themselves. Peter figured the rest of the day might not be so bad after all.

"We found another one. Daniel Rand, he seems to have taken Daredevil's mantle." Said Vision, a rather strange android with actual emotions and thoughts, who had detained another Anti-registration super human. Iron Man stared directly at Danny, once known as Iron Fist, who was forced onto his knees with his hands behind his back. "Take him in with the other violators... unless you're willing to help us." Iron Man said, earning an intense look from Rand. "He's not going to help us, Vision, take him away." Vision pulled Daniel along, keeping his grip firm while Danny merely kept a fierce look In his eyes. "It's a shame just how few of these people are willing to cooperate." Said Iron Man with a false tone of pity. "Tell me about it. I just took in the FALCON for the same reason." Said Reed Richards, appearing from behind Iron Man. "Xavier still thinks this war is pointless. He still wants us to abolish this rule." "As he always has." Iron Man replied. "But what he and Namor and even T'challa fail to realise is that this us all we CAN do now. Stamford may have been a long time ago but this is still something worth pursuing. This is all we've ever worked for, this is all we've ever STRIVED for. It's just reaching it's logical conclusion." Iron Man continued, "Once we win this war, the world will be better."
"Just trust me."

However, Spider-Man would learn his initial dread of the day was more accurate, as he began to be picked on by some of his other classmates, talking about how he's a menace to society and that the Bugle was right. The most bizarre part about this, however, was that Flash thompson, THE school bully, was actually defending him. Peter couldn't even comprehend these circumstances. ("Flash Thompson is about the only one here defending me") Peter thought to himself repeatedly, a sick feeling developing in his stomach the more he thought about it. Before long it seemed like the whole school was either intentionally ignoring him or calling him out based on dubious facts from a man with a serious chip on his shoulder. It was nerve-wracking. He had Harry abd Mary Jane at least, at least he assumed the latter. Mary Jane Watson is Peter's girlfriend. Surely she would accept that he's Spider-Man with open arms. Or at least, wouldn't hate him for it. He hasn't bothered to really look at any of her texts or respond to her calls since that event, and it's been bothering him a good bit as the day progressed with her not seen yet, maybe he upset her? Maybe she really couldn't come to terms with this news?

The day went on pretty much the same as it looked to, a couple odd students threw paper messages at Peter during class, but he'd never read them. Instead, he'd web them to the ceiling of the clasroom while the teacher wasn't looking to freak them out. However, he soon felt that encouraged the paper throwing and stopped. He still couldn't shake his thoughts about MJ just yet. In between classes he would look around for her, only to be stopped by some of the few students who weren't totally against Spider-Man, to play what he could only assume was 20 Questions: Radioactive Spider-bite Edition. He wasn't entirely sure which he preferred, but he decided to play along and answer the questions calmly, as he didn't want to shut out the few fans he had here. He ran into Harry again who was quite chatty now that the initial tension was fused. Quite chatty indeed...
"So like, does it feel weird when the webbing's, like, coming out of your wrists?" Harry asked excitedly. "The webbing's synthetic, Harry. I didn't get all the powers of a Spider, I work around what I don't have, though" Peter stated. "So like, do you have glands in your mouth that secrete poison when you bit people?" Harry asked again, pulling his mouth wide open with his fingers as he did so. "Yeah, because I TOTALLY go around biting villains all the time. They leave a minty aftertaste, actually." Spider-Man replied jokingly slightly pushing Harry as he finished.
"OK, OK, that one was ridiculous, I'll give you that." Harry responded in a light tone. Peter continued answering Harry's questions, which was surprisingly uplifting to him. This entire time he's been hiding all these things from his best friend, and he was incredibly glad to be able to answer whatever now In an honest manner. Perhaps this lack of secrets could benefit him. However, this was short lived as Bryan Lang, one of the football team members approached. He had a darker than average skin tone and dark brown, almost black looking eyes. He also had a rather bizarre bowl style haircut, but he looked so intimidating most didn't comment on it. He walked straight up to Peter with a stern expression. "Boy, have I got a bone to pick with you." Lang said, he was much taller than the average-by-teenager-standards Peter.
"Um, hello to you, too." Peter said. He was trying to think of a way out of the situation before him, as he knew whatever was Bryan was about to say wasn't gonna be anything he wanted to hear right now. "That little publicity stunt you pulled a couple days ago is making people like Captain America into public enemies." Bryan continued, which surprised Peter greatly. Bryan turned to face the onlookers; "I mean, Cap was the very symbol of a hero! And now this unmasking is causing so many to vouch for the registration act! It's unbelievable how quickly everyone turned on him!" Lang said, Peter was still trying to work out exactly why one of the members of the football team was so concerned about Super-hero politics, but he decided to see where this went.
"You've prolonged this war, which has led to so many suffering..." Lang started to calm down. "I just hope you can live with that." Lang walked off, acting almost defeated for some reason, and Peter couldn't shake the uneasy feeling he knew why.

"He's right... All I did with this stunt is make everyone's lives worse." He decided to check his messages from MJ to see if there's anything important there as school was almost at it's close. Walking down the hall, he half-read through his messages. MJ was out of state on a trip with her parents to see her grandparents, who she hasn't been able to see in years. The weather conditions there had delayed there departure and they'd be back by tomorrow. But she's seen the news. "...And I can't wait to see you again. Text you later, Tiger." The rest of the message read. Peter was rather excited that Mary Jane didn't have a problem with this, that he was aware of, and that it didn't seem to hurt anything I their relationship. Peter was getting closer to the bus, almost on the step, when he was suddenly pulled into a hug from behind. He was being hugged by a tan skinned woman with a black and white long-sleeve shirt with a peculiar red scarf over her shirt. Her jet black hair was getting in Peter's face as she embraced him, he could feel tears rolling onto his shoulder. He didn't quite know what to make if this but he didn't know what to do either. After a second or two she pulled away from the hug and wiped the tears from her face as she began to speak. "You don't know me, I think, but my name is Cindy Moon." She explained. "Eight months ago my parents were on the way home when they were nearly ran over by a stolen armored truck." She said, getting emotional again. "The truck was stopped by your webbing... if you hadn't have been there, they..." She began to tear up, but simply turned away and continued. "Thank you, for what you do for us. I know people aren't too happy with your recent actions, but if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have my parents today." She said, shyly. "Thank you..." With that, she walked into the bus. ("Great...") Spider-Man thought. ("Conflicting Spider-Man opinions. Exactly what I needed.")

Spider-Man was web-swinging home until he saw Tigra, an anti-registration super human, making her way into some crevice. Peter decided to follow her, hoping to get some insight on how the anti-registration team was looking. He followed her in, stumbling upon a team of anti-regs who looked set to kill him. All eyes were dead-focused on him. "Um... Hiya... I'm sure you know who I am." The room seem to lighten a bit at his calm demeanor, but not by much.
"Who's there? Someone new?" Captain America came down from a nook in the ceiling.
"Spider-Man? Thought you were on the other side..." Steve said. "What is this place?" Spider-Man said. He finally started looking at the other faces. Dr. strange, Tigra, Moon Knight, Wolverine, Gambit, Cap, and Luke Cage were all that was here, in this dilapidated building that's boarded up on all sides except that crevice. "Well," Captain America started. "You're looking at... what's left of us."