Chapter 3-Experimentation

"So, back up. Mister Fantastic gave you a new suit?", MJ asked.

We were in the middle of a lab experiment in science class and I really needed to focus. I rushed through my science homework from last night and I know I definitely messed up on some parts during the rush over to school. I would've done great if I had more time, but staying up late at night fighting bad guys with your new A.I. buddy can distract you.

The second I got home, I just passed out onto the mattress that was my bed and fell asleep. Miraculously, I woke up in my normal clothes.

"Yeah, that's what K.L.Y.N.T. said to me," I responded while I began stirring some chemicals.

"Ah, the robot voice in your head?", she sarcastically asked.

"I mean, Mr. Stark has an A.I. How weird is it for me to have my own?," I pointed out.

"Still, isn't it a little weird that he's suddenly given you this thing?", MJ asked, "I mean, you told me how much he didn't trust you with any of that sci-fi stuff he keeps up in his building."

"Weeell, he didn't necessarily give it to me," I awkwardly replied.

"Did you-?!", she stopped herself from screaming before lowering her volume, "Did you steal this thing from the Fan-freaking-tastic Four?"

"Wha-No, man, no!"

"Peter Parker, from superhero to super-criminal," she grinned, enjoying watching me squirm.

I looked up, defensive, "Hey, hey, I didn't steal this suit. It fell into my backpack on accident! I want to give this back to the Baxter Building, but Mr. Richards's family isn't on Earth at the moment."

"Did you try calling Johnny?", she asked.

"First thing I did when I got back from patrol! He's not picking up."

"You try any of your other super-buddies?"

"All of them are busy right now, MJ," I groaned, "Bobby's working to convince Professor Xavier to upgrade him from student to teacher, Mr. Stark is busy with this new superhero team he's created, and Shuri's in Wakanda doing princess stuff. I think I'm just going to wait until the Four get back so I can talk to them about this."

"Talk to who about what?"

MJ and I both fumbled with our lab equipment as Gwen came back from the bathroom. Sometimes, it was a bit stressful keeping a secret from my own girlfriend.

"Uh, wait until I can-", geez, I'm getting worse at lying.

MJ, thankfully, decided to step in and save my ass, "We were talking about waiting until you get back to plan a graduation party. We were wondering, your house or mine?"

It's times like this I'm grateful to have a theatre kid as a friend.

"MJ, no offense, but your apartment is about as small as Peter's and, knowing the people you like to invite to these things, my mom isn't going to just let a bunch of dumb teenagers get anywhere near her house," Gwen quickly stated, "Let's just head to Harry's and…"

"NO!", both MJ and I yelled, garnering the attention of everyone in the class, my teacher included.

"No?", Gwen asked, clearly taken aback.

"Uh, I mean, we don't want to disturb or destroy Harry's place," I explained, pulling lies out like a rabbit out of a hat, "You know his dad can be a bit of a heel."

"I thought you idolized Harry's dad?", Gwen asked, forcing me to dig my own grave a little faster.

"Well, you know what they say. 'Scientists are total dicks'", MJ spoke up.

Gwen tilted her head in confusion, "MJ, you realize both Peter and I want to be scientists, right?"

I awkwardly smiled for a good five seconds before shouting, "CHEMISTRY! Back to chemistry!"

As Gwen began to try to catch up with our notes, MJ leaned next to me, "Is the suit at least as cool as the old one?"

"It's all black," I answered.

"Dude, you gotta customize it," she grinned, "Branding's everything, man."

...

English class was nice. Not because I was good at it, God, no. It was because I got to spend it with my girlfriend and my best friend. We sat in the back and enjoyed joking around with one another, loving the fact that our class's teacher was slacking off now that we were about to graduate.

"Man, I am so glad we're not doing anything in this class," Harry smiled, twirling around a pen.

"Dude, you don't do anything for this anyways", I pointed out, "Or for any class."

"Not true. Who's the one who saved your ass for that cooking project," Harry objected.

Gwen chuckled, "You almost burned down the kitchen, right?"

"And you needed your dad to bust you out," I added.

"Oh, screw you, Stacy. Screw you too, Parker. Screw both of you," he jokingly said, before looking down. I couldn't really read his expression, but he didn't seem so happy when I mentioned his dad.

Harry and his dad didn't exactly have the best relationship. Harry didn't want to live up to his father's expectations. He didn't want to become head of Oscorp, his family's company. And his father...That's another story.

"So, what do you plan to do after all this is over? I never asked," Gwen asked Harry.

"First chance I get, I'm moving out and living on campus," Harry answered, "I've got enough money in my account from my mom to let me do anything I want. What about you, Blondie?"

"Dr. Warren's internship has been going great so far," Gwen smiled, "We're doing great work there with cloning."

"Cloning?", Harry looked up, "We haven't achieved that yet? I figured what with all the crazy stuff happening around the world, in this city no less, we would've gotten to that point by now."

"Trust me, once we finally get it, you can have Miles and I to thank for it!", she smiled with pride.

"Miles?", I noticed, "You're on a first name basis with Dr. Warren now?"

"Did I say 'Miles'."

"Most definitely said 'Miles'."

"Pretty sure I said 'Dr. Warren'."

"Harry, what'd she say?"

The redhead chuckled, "I think I heard a 'Miles'." We both laughed as Gwen pouted.

"What can I say? The man's actually great to work with," Gwen explained, "He's been helping me prepare for Empire State, he listens to my problems, he's actually...a nice guy."

Harry and I shared a glance and we could both tell we were thinking the same thing. Gwen's known Dr. Warren for a while, ever since her father died. We knew that she looked up to him and that she kind of reminded him of her dad. I will admit though, something deep inside of me felt jealous. Jealous that she went to her mentor/teacher whatever instead of me, her own boyfriend.

Eventually, the bell rang and we were off to lunch. As we got up, Harry leaned over to me.

"You know, Pete, I've been thinking," he explained, "You've been with Gwen for some time and I figured that you two haven't had a real date yet."

"What? We've been on plenty of dates!", I pointed out.

"Pete, I mean a real date. Fancy dinner, nice suits, something like that," Harry grinned, "What if I could hook you up somewhere? Maybe a reservation at Raimi's?"

I'm not going to lie, I was used to requests like this from Harry. As much as I hated to admit it, Harry wasn't that different from his dad in some ways. He always believed that spending money and offering things could get people to like him. The thing is, however, my family is the type who doesn't want payouts. If we want something, we must earn it ourselves. Plus, I liked the guy for who he was, not for how much he has in his pockets.

"Look, I'll think about it," I said, "Thanks, man."

"Ey, no probs, man," Harry clasped my hand in our bro-handshake, "That's what I'm here for."

I walked off towards Gwen as we headed to lunch. She took my hand into hers as we walked down the hallways.

"Oh, you think you're slick like that," I grinned, noting her holding my hand.

"What good is a boyfriend if you don't flaunt him?", she jokingly responded.

I rolled my eyes, "Did MJ teach you that one? Cause that's totally something she would say."

Honestly, I never thought I would get to this point in my life. Me having a girlfriend. Her also being a science geek like me. Her genuinely loving me.

"Peter, I'm detecting heightened heartbeat levels. Is everything okay?", came a familiar robotic voice.

"WHAT THE FU-?!," I shrieked like a child, jumping in the air.

Gwen and a good chunk of the other students, turned to me like I was a crazy person (which I probably am, to be honest).

"Peter, what the hell?!," Gwen shouted.

I tried to compose myself, though the look of panic on my face didn't immediately go away, "Oh, uhhh...SPIDER! Yeah, there was a spider right in front of me! Hate those things!"

Gwen's eyes darted around the halls, "Peter, there is no spider!"

I nodded absent-mindedly, hoping my "charming" demeanor would distract her, "Really? I thought I saw one! Well, you know how I am. Ever since the Oscorp thing and everything! You can never be too sure!"

She still stared at me like I was a maniac, but we continued to walk down the hallways.

"Peter, you know I care about you, but ever since...your uncle, you haven't really been the same," Gwen hesitantly said, "Are you sure you're okay?"

I gulped, the mention of my uncle catching me off guard. Uncle Ben...he's the reason I do this. Because I was a dumbass who tried to get rich off of my powers, I couldn't save him. It's been three years, but honestly, I don't know if I ever got over-

Thankfully, before I could go down that emotional path, K.L.Y.N.T. spoke up again, "I'm now also sensing an increase in your emotional levels."

I tried my best to stay composed as I resumed my conversation with Gwen, "Look, I know I've been a bit weird ever since...but everything's fine, truly. Do you trust me?"

I felt like a complete heel asking if she trusted me. I've been lying to her for years about what I do and who I really was. I always told myself it was worth it, but honestly, I think I just wanted her not to get too close to me.

A small smile crossed Gwen's face, "Of course I do."

I bent down to lock my lips with her when my own personal Jiminy Cricket felt the need to comment.

"Mister Parker, I am detecting an increase in testosterone-."

"Uh, Gwen, I'm gonna go rush to the bathroom," I panicked, "I'll see you at lunch!"

I quickly ran down the halls towards the bathrooms. When I found them, I barged in and looked around, checking to see if anybody was inside. Thankfully, it was empty. I went into one of the stalls and began to go into full-on panic mode, sitting down on the toilet.

"K.L.Y.N.T.?!", I shouted, "WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?! WHERE ARE YOU?!"

"Currently, bonded to your nervous system, Mister Parker."

"WHAT?! YOU'RE," I started to quiet myself, "You're inside me right now?!"

"Yes, sir, that is one of my main functions," he explained, "That way, you can avoid the hassle of struggling to put on your suit and I can help you whenever you need me to."

Well, that's not creepy at all.

"Okay, look, ignoring the massive creep factor of that," I told him, "Could you please not talk to me when I'm with other people. Kind of hard to focus on a conversation when some suit is trying to distract me!"

"I will make sure to do so," K.L.Y.N.T. noted.

I sighed, "Thank you."

Right before I got up, I felt my phone buzz in my pocket. Weirdly enough, once my phone buzzed, I felt something move within my own body.

I looked at my screen and saw an alert from my Heroes & Harm app. The newly-released app was meant to alert people when any superhuman violence was going down in your vicinity. It was very helpful to find out where crap was going down.

The alert read Electro, Vulture, & Rhino attacking within 20 miles of you.

"Ohhh, crap," I moaned. I quickly checked my watch and saw that I had only thirty minutes until the bell rang, signaling the end of lunchtime. I could be a normal person and let the cops handle this, but unfortunately, I'm the type of person who runs into danger.

"Okay, K.L.Y.N.T.," I whispered, "Time to see how you do in a supervillain fight."

"I am prepared, sir," he responded.

I opened up the stall and walked out, confident. That's when I turned around to see one of my classmates, looking at me like I was a crazy person.

"Oooh, uhhh…," I awkwardly tried to think of an excuse, "You heard all of-?"

The guy nodded, clearly wondering if he should call a teacher over.

I gave a weird smile and help up my phone, "Parents, right? Can never stop...calling?"

That's a thing parents do, right? I don't know, I just busted out of there as fast I could. Maybe there's a reason people think I'm insane.

...

This suit still amazed me. I was able to swing into the city in under six minutes, way faster than it usually takes because I usually have to save up my webbing.

I landed on the side of the building and looked down to see some chaos going down. A bunch of squad cars were on the scene, as three of the biggest thorns in my sides were wrecking Manhattan.

Floating above the police and tossing bolts of electricity was Max Dillon a.k.a. Electro. He had light brown skin and electric scars covering his face. He wore a scorched green and yellow hoodie that was crackling with lighting. His golden eyes had an awful malice in them as he cackled. Guy used to be an electrician, a bit of a schmuck, before he got powers from an accident. Kind of like me minus the sudden homicidal tendencies.

Landing next to him was Adrian Toomes, the Vulture. He was super-old, it was honestly amazing that he was able to fight as well as he did. He wore a half-face mask covering his mouth that almost looked like a beak. He wore a green, black, and red armored suit and a backpack. Sprouting out of his backpack were massive metal blades, large enough to gut anyone stupid enough to piss him off (like me in a way).

The man was smart, used to work with Harry's dad before he got the typical Oscorp treatment and got screwed over. The guy tried making an honest living working as cleanup for superheroes, but Mr. Stark creating the Damage Control program screwed him and his crew over. He runs a big part of the super-weapons-dealing business in the city.

Roaring at the cops was Aleksei Sytsevich, the Rhino. Former Russian muscle turned superhuman monster. Outside of parts of his face, he was covered in grey armor, giving him a massive height. On top of his head were two horns that he looked like he was about to put to good use. A part of me felt bad for the dude, as he was stuck inside his armor and could never take it off. However, robbing banks and attacking cops isn't exactly helpful when trying to garner sympathy.

Electro cackled like a maniac, blasting down any cops trying to shoot him down, "Like fish in a barrel! Yo, Toomes, you got the cash?!"

"All's going according to plan, Max!," Vulture hovered downwards, his eyes showing glee. As I looked closer, I could see duffel bags full of cash in his hand. One of his wings began to hover a little higher, as some of his metal feathers shot off and crashed into a car, flipping it over into the air.

"Get down," one of the cops in the way of the falling car shouted. Before it reached the ground, the police car got webbed to the side of a building, all with the flick of a Spidey wrist.

"Alright, let's get to work," I whispered before leaping down. I shot a web at the building behind me and swung forward, feet out in front of me.

"LOOK OUT BELOW!", I shouted downwards.

Rhino looked up to see my feet crashing into his face. He stumbled back, some blood running down his nose. I flipped back and landing on the ground, getting ready for a battle.

"What in the hell?!," Rhino shouted in a Russian accent.

I turned to the policemen behind me, "You guys might wanna step back! I've got this!"

One of the men, an African-American dude with a pencil stache and glasses, "Who are you? Another super-vigilante?"

"I'm just your friendly-neigh-", Spidey-Sense went off. That ain't good. "GET DOWN!"

I caught the police car flying at me with my own two hands before it crush me into Spidey-Paste.

"Fall back, guys!," I shouted at the cops, who began to back off. I turned to see the three baddies looking at me. I've seen villains team up before, but these dudes, they were on a different level than say Shocker or the Beetle.

Electro squinted his eyes, "Who the hell are you supposed to be? Ink-Man?"

"Crap, tell me you're not one of Stark's new boy-band," Vulture groaned, looking just as confused as his comrades.

"What? I put on a new suit and suddenly, you can't recognize me," I chuckled, "Here, let me give you a hint."

I shot three web-bullets, one hitting Electro in the face and the other two hitting Vulture's hands, causing him to drop the cash in his hands.

"For the love of-!", Vulture cursed, a look of recognition crossing his face.

"IT IS SPIDER!", Rhino yelled, clearly pissed.

The webbing burst off of Electro's face, electricity sparking off of his face, "So, the bug got himself a new suit. Let's see if it tears as easily as the old one!"

The guy rushed at me, lightning sparking the show below him. I jumped up, dodging him right as he flew below me. Unfortunately, before my Spidey-Sense could go off, I got hit in the back by a burst of electricity.

Surprisingly, even though it hurt, it didn't feel as bad as it usually was.

"That would be my doing," I heard K.L.Y.N.T. speak up, as though he read my thoughts.

Two strands shot out of my shoulders, pulling me away right when a giant bolt of lightning almost crashed down onto me. As I flew through the air, a bunch of energy blasts passed by me. I looked down to see Vulture coming right at me, the laser guns on his gauntlets firing at me.

I fired a web from my arm and pulled back, flinging my body away from his aim. I began to run across the skyscraper, with the mad scientist stabbing at me with his wings. Glass flung around from behind me as Toomes was destroying the building in his attempt to kill me.

"Come here, boy!," he shouted, "I just want to stab you a little!"

I shot a strand right at his face and jumped off the building, using his face as my own swinging post. I soared downwards firing as many web-bullets as I could at Electro and Rhino.

"AARGH! STUPID..WEBS!", Rhino growled as the webbing covered his body, sticking his feet to the ground.

I let go of the strand and landed on the ground. I fired a strand from each hand, each one flying under Electro's armpits.

"Your aim sucks, dude," he sneered, "I think you gotta stop joking and start thinking!"

"Pfft! You're one to talk!", I laughed, pulling back on my strands.

Electro gave a look of confusion before fear covered his face, finally seeing the car being pulled by my strands coming for him. It crashed right into his back, pieces of it flying everywhere.

Dillon lied down on the ground, grunting. The guy was powerful, but something that big would still leave a bruise on him.

"Hey, K.L.Y.N.T., you wouldn't happen to have anything that could make this easier, do you?"

"Actually, Mister Parker, I might be able to-"

Before he could finish, a blast of noise crashed into me, knocking me across the street and onto my face. Must have been one of Vulture's sound-bombs, courtesy of dear old Shocker.

Those things usually hurt me, but this time, it felt worse than ever. It felt like the noise was tearing through my body.

The creepiest part was when it hit me, I could hear K.L.Y.N.T. scream too.

"You okay, K.L.Y.N.T.?," I groaned, flipping myself over while still on the ground.

Out of nowhere, K.L.Y.N.T. yelled, "PETER, I-!"

It caught off guard. He didn't sound robotic like he usually did, but almost..human.

He must've noticed it too, as he quickly reverted back to his usual voice, "Systems severely damaged. Will take time to heal."

"WHAT?!", I shouted.

I quickly hopped onto my feet and flipped backwards right when a metal wing almost pierced me. Vulture was swinging his wings around, trying to get a slice of me.

At one point, I grabbed onto his wing and was swung around by the villain as he tried to get me off of them.

"W-would! You! Stop! Swinging! Me! Like! THIS!," I yelled as he moved the wing back and forth rapidly.

At one point, I aimed my wrist at Toomes, finally getting a good chance to fire at him when an electric bolt hit me right in the face. I flew away and crashed onto the ground, disoriented.

"Come on, K.L.Y.N.T., save my ass, please," I groaned. I wasn't ready to fight this many guys at once and I honestly felt like complete garbage at the moment.

I heard the three chuckling, the sound of Vulture's talons coming closer and closer.

Toomes laughed, clearly enjoying watching me struggle, "New suit, same stupid, stupid child.

He lifted up a wing and prepared to stab me right through the chest. My eyes widened as I felt paralyzed with fear. Just as the blades dove down, I shut my eyes, cursing at myself that this was the way I would go out. To the friggin' Vulture! Thankfully, someone came to my aid.

"Activating defense mechanisms."

Right as the metal feathers almost gutted me, a clang was heard. I slowly opened my eyes to see an ink-black, spear-like object stopping the wing from hitting its target.

Vulture looked at me with confusion, "What the hell?"

The black spear swiftly slashed across the wing, sparks flying. It quickly hit Toomes's chest and sent him flying across the street.

I slowly stood up and honestly, I was in awe of what I was looking at. The black object wasn't a spear, but a long, black appendage, jutting out of my back.

"Ho. Ly. Crap," I muttered.

It wasn't just one leg. Three more slowly appeared out of my back, stabbing right into the ground and slowly lifting me up. For a minute, I honestly thought, 'It finally happened, the spider-bite finally mutated me into a Man-Spider or something.' Thankfully, a little voice in my head calmed me down.

K.L.Y.N.T. spoke up, sounding more confident than usual, "Don't worry, Peter. We've got this."

The Rhino sneered and roared before charging straight at me. I got into a fighting stance and started charging as well, the legs propelling me forward. I felt like a damn puppet, the legs moving me instead of the other way around.

I'll admit, I was screaming like a child. Thankfully, I managed not to die.

Instead, I uppercutted Sytsevich, getting him right in the jaw. The impact was so strong that Rhino flipped back and crashed onto the ground, creating a large thud.

Even I was taken back by what just happened. I could duke it out with Rhino, but I had never been strong enough to knock him down like that.

"WHAT THE-DID I JUST-?!", I stammered, astonished.

"DAYUM! BUG'S GOT BITE!," Electro shouted, as amazed as I was.

Rhino stumbled up, getting back on his feet, "He is becoming spider!"

"Then let us squash him like one!", Vulture growled, starting his jetpack up.

The three charged at me, with Vulture flying higher above, Electro tossing some bolts at Spidey, and Rhino barreling at me, grabbing two cars with his giant hands.

Once again, I got into a fighting stance before rushing forwards, his legs carrying him across the field. I jumped into the air, two of the legs on my back squirting out a web-like substance. The substance hit Vulture's chest and as I fell back to the ground, the legs pulled down hard, smashing Toomes right onto Electro.

My spider-legs began to spin around like a fan, shooting web-bullets at Toomes and Electro until they couldn't move at all.

Rhino tried to hit me with the cars in his hands, swinging at me. I used one of the black legs to hit the dude right in his knees, which surprisingly hurt him. He felt onto his knees right before another leg jabbed him right on the side of his face and another got him right under the chin.

I looked under his arm to see Electro trying to burn his way out of the webs. Before I could shoot another web at him, Rhino hit me in the back with one of the cars, the car and I flying away, right above where I stuck Toomes and Dillon. Before I could fall to the ground, I shot some web strands at Rhino's arms and my spider-legs fired a few onto the car Rhino hit me with and one on the street.

I slung back, the strands being pulled back into my arms allowing me to grab onto the cars. As I flew forward, I smashed one car onto Electro and skidded forward, kicking the other car into his face.

Rhino groaned, staggering, "You...You will not…"

My spider-legs began to spin around again, shooting Rhino down until he couldn't even move anymore. He struggled for a little bit until he finally gave up, as done with life as I was.

"Whoa," I breathed, amazed at how much easier this was than it should've been, "K.L.Y.N.T.? You there, buddy?"

"Did we do good," he responded, sounding almost like an intern talking to his boss or a child to his dad.

I smiled under my mask, looking at the legs coming out of my back, "Hell yeah, you did."

"Happy to help, Peter," K.L.Y.N.T. said, almost sounding pleased.

I moved my hand across the leg, "You know, every hero needs a logo."

"I've got you covered."

The suit began to morph on my chest. I looked down to see a giant white spider emblem cover my body.

I chuckled with giddiness, "Branding's everything, huh."

"HEY!"

I turned around to see the cop from earlier looking at me, looking at me warily.

"Who are you?", he asked.

I chuckled, confidence brewing in my heart, "I'm the Amazing Spider-Man."

I shot a web at the building above me and began to swing away. Not only that, but I began to use my new appendages to good use. I began running across the buildings, doing flips with my new spider-legs. Sometimes I would just let the legs move me like I was on auto-pilot. I was moving faster than ever before, webs and legs moving everywhere.

This was going to be amazing.

This was not going to be amazing.

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