Okay. Have to be quick about this. People around. This is a -huge- threat in New York City. And I mean that literally. He's The Rhino. Called that for a reason. Sure, he's not The Hulk. Sure, he's not The Juggernaut. But he can still pretty much brench-press a subway without breaking a sweat. That's... pretty scary

"Ye' lil' twat'-y kid!... Ey' been' waitin' for ye' to com' 'round 'dis parts fo' months!' The Rhino growled out, his massive shadow slowly coming over Ben

"...Well..." Ben began with a lightly shivering voice, swallowing down hard and taking some air in "...couldn't you have... erm... l-like... search for me? I-I mean... instead of just waiting here..." He quipped, then went wide-eyed

"AAARGH!" The Rhino growled in a roaring shout, charging forward. Scarlet-Spider jumped up, and kong-ed off The Rhino's shoulders, managing to over-leap the charging villain. What a monster was he, the ground shook as he began to tumble in his unstoppable run, shooting his hands into the ground in order to turn his direction

"Woah! Stop!" Scarlet-Spider held his hands up, and pointed at The Rhino. Ben actually chuckled as he saw The Rhino actually did stop even for a second in confusion. With a grin, Ben thwipped some web in Rhino's face, then mentioned him on "...Okay, you may continue now."

"YOU LIL' SHIT!" The voice boomed forward, as his body followed with yet another blink-and-you'll-miss-it charge, forcing Ben to duck and roll to his right, The Rhino actually managing to land a strong kick and force Ben to fly off some meters away as if he was a soccer ball, rolling violently on the street as he did so. People started to panic now. Even more screaming. More shouting for help. Ben got up quickly, his ribs feeling like they were lit on fire. Probably not broken, but still annoying

Of course, there was an advantage Ben had now. The Rhino actually couldn't rip the webbing off his eyes. His fingers were too fat and thick. That. Was. Ridiculous.

He leaped up once more, beginning to strand The Rhino in as much webbing as he had. Some of it worked, but even so, Rhino was strong enough to easily rip his feet out of the web. Tying his arms together with web didn't work either, because of the same reason. Too strong.

Hm. All he could do for now, is to continue to web-shoot at him. Or... Ben pauses, and clicks it. He jumps on the back of The Rhino, which in response begins to shake vigurously and begins to run forward. Okay, not that bad. Ben gets a grasb of the horn, and attempts to pull back. Nothing. Damn. Okay, now it was bad. Rhino got faster. And faster. And faster. Almost as fast as a racing car. Ben held his wrists near The Rhino's face, and shot as much web as he could. In a matter of moments, Rhino's head was covered in the stuff. Gooy, thick, sticky web. Hopefully it'll work

Ben jumped off the creature, the speed making him to roll against the street until the friction wore off, and made him decrease his speed. All he could do now was watch. The Rhino continued to blindly charge forward. For a few seconds, in fact. Until he finally managed to smash into a building, causing the first floor to obviously shiver in response. Scary.

But it worked. The Rhino managed to fall to his knees, uncounscious. Huh.

Ben sighs, and gets up. Almost out of web. Police is on it's way. No time to stand around. He leaped up, and shot a web-thread for a building, web-swinging away. Phew. Tough fight. Peter goes through this on a daily dasis? Man...

Ben caught his breath once more, taking a seat on the edge of a rooftop. His ribs were better, and he was surprised the fight went so easy. The Rhino was scary, but fortunately he was dumb enough to be beaten easily. Ben's ring phone, and he picked it up. Peter. Uh-oh

"Hey."

"...Hey, Peter."

"Everything's okay?"

"...Erm... yeah. Of course. Why?"

"...Oh... I dunno..." Peter pauses, then raises his voice "...Maybe because I'm watching Spider-Man on TV right now riding The Rhino?!"

"Dude!... calm down!" Ben cuts in "... that was like, 20 minutes ago. It's over now. I took him down."

"...Yeah, well, I told you. Don't do the Spider-Man thing!... now... aw, shucks. Get ready to get your ear talked off by MJ for an hour. And... go..." Peter closed the call, and Ben blinked. Another call went in

MJ

Ben shrugged, and accepted it. And then, it felt as if he went deaf

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING, PETER?!" MJ freaked into the phone, forcing Ben to actually rock his head to the other side of the phone to diminish his sudden increasing headache