Chapter 4: Webs and Stingers

Peter pressed the small record button on his laptop. "Testing web-shooter prototype number three," Peter said once the small red light popped up on his screen. Peter had been saving people as Spider-Man for about three weeks now and noticed a serious problem, all these guys had guns and knives and he had nothing. Peter decided he needed something, so he designed a special kind of weapon for himself. He decided to re-purpose the super glue he had made and put it into a series of small airtight containers, then putting them into a dispensing system of his own design. It shot out the glue in a long stream, creating a long string almost like a web.

This was Peter's third attempt at his web-shooter. The first was designed that when he made a fist, it would shoot out of a nozzle on the back of his wrists. Peter scrapped it because he kept wasting his glue since it fired every time he punched a guy. His second web-shooter was designed so that it only went off when he pushed down a pressure plate on his palm with his middle finger and ring finger, if any other fingers touched the pressure plate it didn't work. He scrapped it because when he was trying to disarm a guy with his web-shooter, he ended up failing to grab his web line when he shot it because he was shooting it out of the back of his hands. It was hard to grab and would just fall to the floor.

Peter changed the design so that the web lines shot out of the bottom of his wrists instead of the back. Peter basically had been up all night working on it, sitting in his spider suit in his lab and messing with his new invention. As soon as Peter finished he put on his new web-shooter and prepared to test it. He had been recording the tests so that he could see what went wrong when it failed. Peter aimed his new web-shooter at the wall and fired it. A long web line shot out and Peter quickly grabbed it in his hand. The web line stuck to the wall and Peter began pulling on it. He then let out a quick press of his other web-shooter and fired a small ball of web at the wall, when it hit the wall it exploded into a small kind of net like thing. His new web-shooters worked perfectly. Not only did it fire perfectly, he could easily grab the web lines he made and create a form of net to tie up bad guys. Peter would stick with this design until it proved ineffective.

Peter kept pulling on his web line, he had never actually tested how durable they were. He pulled on it as hard as he could, accidentally pulling out a huge chunk of the wall out when he did so. "Peter," Aunt May called from up the stairs, "is that you?" Peter's eyes went wide as he panicked. Aunt May couldn't come down here and see the hole in the wall, or even worse him in his suit. He acted fast, grabbing one of the large file cabinets and moving it in front of the hole in the wall and quickly leaping to the door and poking his head out as Aunt May opened it. "Peter, what are you doing down here?"

"Oh, nothing," Peter said trying to play it off, "just working on some experiments."

"I heard banging," Aunt May said, trying to look in so that Peter almost had to use his spider strength to keep her out, "is everything okay?"

"Yeah," Peter lied, "I just... knocked some stuff over. Everything's fine."

"Okay then," Aunt May said, "well finish up you're going to be late for school."

Peter had forgotten about school, he had been so focused on his web-shooters. He had no sleep and worse, he'd have to go upstairs to get his clothes in his spider suit. Peter couldn't slip past Aunt May like this, he needed to think quickly. "I'll be up in a minute I just need to finish something."

Aunt May went back into the kitchen and closed the door to the basement. Peter hopped down and quickly went to the other basement door that went outside. He slipped out and jumped up to his bedroom window and slid in. Peter went into his closet and put his clothes on over his suit and then jumped back out the window and slipped back into the basement, right as Aunt May opened the door again. "Peter what is taking you so long?"

"Sorry Aunt May," He said with a laugh, "just had to grab something."

"Well you better get running," Aunt May said, "School starts soon." Peter looked at the clock, he only had about ten minutes to get to school, he could make it easily.

"I better get going," Peter said as he walked over and gave Aunt May a kiss on the cheek, "otherwise I could be late."

"Don't you want to eat," Aunt May asked.

'I'll get something later," Peter said as he ran out the door, "I gotta go. Bye Aunt May." Peter burst out the door, Aunt May was calling to him about something but he needed to hurry. He began running at full sprint before jumping onto a small building and jumping across the rooftops. If he kept this pace he could easily get to school in time, to bad nothings ever easy.

A loud alarm started blaring on the street below, a robbery. Peter let out a quick sigh, accepting he was gonna be late again and began switching into his spider suit. He jumped down and stepped into the store to see two men with shotguns holding up the man at the counter, having him put all his money into a large sack. Peter leaned against the door frame and let out a loud clearing of the throat to get the two men's attention, "unless you guys paid with a thousand dollar bill, I don't think that's the correct change."

"Spider-Man," one of the crooks yelled out.

"What's up," Peter said, "always glad to meet a fan." Both of the men pointed their guns at Peter, he responded by firing web lines onto the barrels of both guns, flinging the guns into the air, and firing web balls to make the guns stick to the ceiling. Both of the robbers looked at him with shock. "Like them," Peter said, gesturing to his web-shooters, "made them myself. Spider needs his webs, am I right?" The robbers charged at him, so he shot a web line onto each of their legs and pulled to make them fall on their backs. He shot a series a web balls onto the two criminals, sticking them to the floor. He picked up the bag of money and put it back on the counter. "I think this belongs to you."

"Yeah," the store clerk said, "thanks Spidey."

"Spidey," Peter said, "I like that." Peter was ready to head out the door but stopped real quick and grabbed a pack of packaged donuts. "You mind?" The store clerk shook his head and Peter promptly walked out the door with his breakfast of donuts. Peter hopped back up to the roof, grabbed his clothes, and put them on. He put his mask, goggles, and gloves into the pocket of his spider suit's hoodie. He ran across the rooftops toward the school. Peter was pretty happy with himself, that recognition kind of made his day. It seemed like he was becoming a real super hero.

As Peter jumped onto the building across from Midtown, the first bell rang. "A real super hero who can't make it to school on time," Peter mumbled to himself. He promptly jumped into the nearby alley to avoid being seen and ran into the school. "Mr. Parker," his history teacher said as he walked into class, "late again?"

"Sorry ma'am," Peter said as he took his seat, "I just got stuck at an intersection."

"Mr. Parker," the teacher said, "you've been late more times than I can count, I'm going to have to give you detention."

Peter sighed, "Yes ma'am." Peter was upset, but what could he do? He would just buckle down and deal with it. Peter reached down to his backpack to grab his history book, only to realize that he forgot his backpack. Great he had detention and he didn't have his book how could this morning get worse.

At least he had his breakfast. Peter pulled the pack of donuts out of his pocket and began to open it, only to have it taken out of his hands by his teacher. "There is no eating in my class Mr. Parker," She said taking the donuts and putting them in her desk. Best morning ever if you asked Peter.

o0o

Peter got through history relatively easily, just a couple of assignments. Peter walked over to his locker to grab his gym clothes. "Yo Parker," Peter turned to see Flash walking over to him. Flash had actually been a lot nicer to him recently. Maybe it was because he felt bad for Peter with all that happened, or maybe he was scared because he knew that Peter could easily break his hand. Either way Peter didn't complain, it was kinda cool. While him and Flash weren't the best of friends, more along the lines of friendly rivals, but they certainly got along fine. "You hear about Spider-Man this morning?" Peter shook his head. "He stopped a robbery not far from here. Man I wish I could've seen that."

"I didn't realize you were a fan," Peter said.

"Of course I am," Flash said with excitement, "he's freaking awesome. I even bought this shirt of him." Peter hadn't noticed before, Flash was wearing a black shirt with a red spider on it.

"Is that really a Spider-Man shirt," Peter asked.

"Better be," Flash said, "I paid 20 bucks for it." Peter laughed.

"Flash Thompson and Peter Parker getting along," a voice came from behind them, both turned to see familiar red hair and black leather jacket. "It's official," Harry continued, "the world is coming to an end."

"Harry," Peter said with excitement, running over to his friend, "I haven't seen you in weeks." Peter stopped when he got to Harry and the two bumped fist's.

"Sorry man," Harry said, "one day my dad moved me to some fancy private school without warning, then I got expelled so he gave up and moved me back here."

"So let me get this straight rich boy," Flash said as he walked over to join them, "you got to some fancy private school that some kids could only dream of and you not only got expelled, but came crawling back to our cheep little school?"

"Yeah," Harry said, sizing up to Flash, "I personally never been one to make smart decisions, kinda fit in with guys like you."

Peter could see where this was going, "hey hey. Harry, Flash has actually been pretty cool lately, you don't need to protect me from him anymore."

Harry stopped and stared at Peter, he made a weird hand motion over his face. "You're not wearing your glasses."

"Oh... uh... yeah," Peter had forgotten that he had worn glasses at any point, "I... just started wearing contacts."

"I thought you hated contacts," Harry said, skeptically raising an eyebrow.

"I did," Peter said, "but they were... easier so I... got over it." Not his best lie, but good enough.

"Okay," Harry said, shrugging his shoulders, "whatever floats your boat." Peter let out a sigh of relief.

The two caught up until the bell rang. Harry, Peter, and Flash said goodbye and went to their classes. Today was actually turning around, he was really happy that his friend was back. He may still have detention but hey, at least things couldn't get any worse. And then things started exploding.

o0o

"EVERYONE, PLEASE EVACUATE THE SCHOOL IN A CALM, ORDERLY MANNER," every teacher seemed to be yelling this or something along these lines. The school was under attack by... well no one could see it. The entire school was in a panic, everyone trying to get out as fast as they could.

"WAIT," Harry yelled at the top of his lungs, "PETER IS STILL IN THERE! WE NEED TO GET HIM OUT!" The teachers had to hold him back to keep him from running back in the school, "I NEED TO HELP HIM!"

"Excuse me, pardon me," a voice came out from among the crowd. Suddenly a man in red and blue jumped over the rest of the crowd. "Break way," Spidey said, "big time super hero coming through." Spidey landed on the ground in front doors and burst inside the school.

o0o

10 minutes earlier

Peter was one of the first to hear the explosions, the first one not happening far from where he was. He burst into a sprint and went searching for somewhere to change into his spider suit. He quickly ran into nearest bathroom he could find and began taking off his street clothes. Wait, Peter thought to himself, if I just change in here people are going to wonder how or why Spider-Man was in the school. People were evacuating all around campus, he needed to ensure at least a couple of them saw him enter the school so no one would ask why Spidey was in the school. I can guarantee no other super hero has to do this, Peter thought as he put on his mask and fully slipped into his Spidey persona.

Spidey quickly found a small window close to the ceiling of the bathroom. He jumped up onto the ceiling and walked over to the window, breaking it open so he could slip out. He quickly ran through a series of bushes around the school to not be seen, making his way to the front of the building. He hopped out of the bushes behind a large crowd and began pushing his way through.

"Excuse me, pardon me," Spidey said as he pushed through the crowd, jumping over the last of the people, "big time super hero coming through." Spidey landed in front of the school and charged inside the school. He went running through the corridors, searching for whatever had been causing the explosions. It didn't take long.

Spidey turned the corner to see a green, metal... thing with a tail, firing missiles from his wrists at the wall. "Hey buddy," Spidey said to get the things attention, it began to turn around to face him, "class is in session, time for me... to... teach... you..." Spidey froze in fear as he looked up at his opponent. He stood up straight and towered over Spidey, having at least two heads on him. He was wearing a green metal suit with a yellow chest piece. It had a long tail with a sharp stinger at the end. The only reason Spidey was able to tell he was human was because he could see the face sticking out of the helmet, most of which was covered by a large visor. The best way Spidey could describe him was a giant metal scorpion. Spidey stared at it in pure fear, "Mommy."

The creature whipped his tail around and sent Spidey flying back. "I've been waiting for you," the scorpion said, "You took a little bit longer than I expected."

"I always did hate to keep a girl waiting," Spidey said as he jumped back onto his feet, "at least now we can get this fight started." He had no idea why he was cracking jokes like this, this guy certainly wasn't like anyone he's fought before. it may have been that if he wasn't making these jokes he would probably just end up wetting himself out of fear, and he really didn't want this guy to see that.

"Come here," Scorpion said, "I just need one thing from you and then I get to have fun with you."

"Listen here stinger brain," Spidey said, taking an over dramatic pose and pointing at Scorpion, "if you really wanted a fight to figure out who the best arachnid, you could've just asked.

"SHUT UP," Scorpion yelled as he charged at Spider-Man, trying to jab him with his stinger. Spidey figured it must have had some sort of poison in it, so he dodged every strike from it.

Spidey caught one of the strikes from the stinger and then wrapped his arm around the tail, gripping it tight. He started spinning Scorpion by his tail and threw him down the hall against the wall. "All those years of playing Mario 64 are finally paying off," He said as he dusted off his hands. Scorpion got back up onto his feet rather quickly and prepared to charge again, Spidey prepared to do the same. Both of the arachnids ran at each other at full speed. When they got close, Spidey dropped to the floor and slid between Scorpion's legs, shooting a web line onto each as he passed through them. Spidey jumped to his feet and pulled hard on his web lines, making Scorpion fall hard on his face. Spidey quickly shot a series of web balls onto Scorpion to stick him to the floor.

"Yes yes yes," Spidey said as he jumped in the air, "Spider-1, Scorpion-0." Spidey turned to leave, enjoying his victory over his first super villain, when his spider sense started blazing. He turned back toward Scorpion, just in time to see his tail smack him in the face. Spidey got bashed against a series of lockers and fell to the floor as Scorpion ripped through his webbing. "Uhg," Spidey said as he tried to push himself back up, "Scorpion-1, Spider-0." He pushed himself onto his hands and knees in an attempt to get back up, only to get hit on the back by Scorpions tail and slammed back into the floor.

Scorpion stood on Spidey's hands and put his hand on his arms so that he was pinned to the floor. Spidey tried to wiggle free from his opponent's grasp, but couldn't manage to do so. Scorpion prepared to ram his tail into Spidey's arm. "Don't worry spider," he said, "this will only hurt a bit." Spidey had to act fast. When Scorpion tried to strike his arm, Spidey used all his strength to force his arm free and avoid the stinger so it only grazed him. Spidey elbowed Scorpion in the chest as hard as he could and sent his opponent flying into the ceiling. Spidey flipped over onto his back and caught Scorpion on his feet, kicking him off and sending him through a wall to the outside.

Scorpion slowly got up, Spidey clearly able to tell that he was in pain. "Don't suppose you're ready to give up," Spidey shouted from down the hall, "cause I'm still ready to go." Scorpion looked at Spider-Man, his visor broken so you could actually see the anger in his eyes. Out of nowhere, sirens began blaring into the building. Emergency services have arrived.

"We'll finish this another day spider," Scorpion said, and like that, he took off. Spidey ran to the hole Scorpion escaped through and looked around, only to see the villain had escaped.

Spidey couldn't follow him now. People believed that Peter Parker was still in the school, he needed to make sure that they found him. Spider-Man ran back into the school and went to hide.

o0o

Harry was so scared. Peter had been in the school during that whole fight between Spider-Man and that other guy. He couldn't help but be worried for his friend. What if he didn't make it out? What if he had gotten hurt? What if... What if...

"WE FOUND HIM," a firefighter said, helping Peter walk out of the school. Harry ran over and gave his friend a giant hug.

"Man I was so worried for you," Harry said as he held Peter, "I was afraid those freaks could've killed you."

"Don't worry Harry," Peter said as he hugged Harry back, "I'm fine. I went to the bathroom between periods, I was hiding in there the whole time they were fighting. They were nowhere near me."

Harry let out a sigh of relief, "next time something happens, run man. We both know how bad things could've been if you had been near that fight."

"Listen Harry," Peter said with a smile, "I promise I won't go anywhere near a fight like that." Peter hated lying to his friend, but he didn't want Harry to worry about him.

"Well students," Mr. Davis shouted, "seeing as how the school has been under the attack by... well super heroes and villains, I'm afraid I'll have to cancel school until further notice." Loud cheering echoed from the students. "However," Mr. Davis continued, "You will be required to make up for these days at the end of the school year." A mix of awes and boos came from the crowd. "Now students, please return home safely."

o0o

Peter could've cared less about school, he was more interested in Scorpion. Who was he and why did he want Peter dead? Had Peter stopped him before? No, there was no way some street thug could've gotten his hands on a suit like that. He had to be some psycho who just wanted Peter dead for no reason other than he did.

"Peter," Aunt May said confusedly as he walked in the door, "you're home early."

"Uh... yeah," Peter said, "something happened at school. That spider guy got caught in a fight there."

"Oh my god," Aunt May said, rushing over to grab him, "are you okay?

"I'm fine Aunt May," Peter said, putting his hand on her shoulder to comfort her, "but I do need some time to think." Peter kissed her on the head and walked down to the basement. He began research, trying to find any information on Scorpion and his suit. A suit like that is not built overnight. It requires time, funding, materials, stuff that can be traced to a source. Peter just needed to find that source, and then he would have the drop on Scorpion.

Peter had to have researched for hours, just typing in anything that seemed like it could lead to information on that suit. It didn't work. There was absolutely no information on his suit or where it came from. Peter had nothing on Scorpion, but there was a chance he knew something about Peter. He was looking for Spider-Man so he attacked the school, was there a chance he knew who Peter was. No, he would've attacked Peter at home or when he was alone. It was probably just coincidence, attacking a populated place to draw Peter out. Peter had nothing on Scorpion, but Scorpion had nothing on him either. All he knew was that Scorpion wanted him and him alone. "We'll finish another day spider," Scorpion's words rang in Peter's ears. He was going to do this again, and when he did, Peter would stop him.

o0o

"I'm sorry Mr. Osborn," Mac Gargan said as he stared at his boss

Mr. Osborn did not look at Mac, instead facing a screen showing the news report on the fight at Midtown High School. "Why are you apologizing Mr. Gargan," he finally said after minutes of silence.

"Be... because I failed sir," Mac said, "I didn't get the sample."

"Mr. Gargan," Mr. Osborn said, turning to face Mac, "I gave you two duties. One was to get a blood sample from him so we may examine it. The other was to test the strength of the Spider-Man, see if he truly was as strong as we thought. You succeeded in one of these tasks. The spider has shown his strength with his ability to damage your exoskeleton and throw it around like a child's toy. There is no possible way he can hide any technology under that skintight suit, it is all physical strength." He walked over and stood in front of Mac, "once your exoskeleton is repaired, I want you to search for the spider."

"Yes sir," Mac said, "I will achieve my other task."

"Good," Mr. Osborn said as he stared down Mac, his stare seemed to go into the depths of Mac's soul, "however if you fail, I will ensure you burn for your failure. Are we clear?"

Mac stared at Mr. Osborn, fear in his eyes, "ye...yes sir."

o0o

Peter was enjoying the time away from school, it gave him time to upgrade his gear. He had redesigned his web-shooters so that the pressure plates popped out of the shooter when he pressed a small button on top, that way the pressure plates weren't always visibly on his palm. He designed a new belt that contained extra web fluid cartridges in case he ever ran out. He also worked on strengthening his web fluid so that Scorpion couldn't break through it again like he did during their last fight.

Peter didn't know what to do with his free time. Other then patrolling the city and stopping some petty crimes here and there, Peters next couple of days were fairly calm. He actually got to enjoy himself for once, enjoy some peace and quiet. He hated it to be honest, there was nothing for him to do at home. He would sometimes just watch the news waiting for something involving the Scorpion to pop up. That didn't come any time soon.

"Peter," Aunt May said as Peter watched the news, "I was going to times square to see some friends, I was wondering if you'd like to come with."

Peter didn't turn away from the screen, "no thanks Aunt May. I'm waiting for something, I was kinda hoping to be here for it."

"Okay Peter," She said, "I just thought you might like to get out of the house, you haven't been outside for almost a week." She really had no idea.

"I'll be fine," Peter said, "Once my stuff get's here I can guarantee I'll head out."

"Fine Peter," Aunt May said as she went out the door, "I'll see you later, I love you."

"I love you too," Peter said, waving goodbye.

Peter sat at the TV for hours, waiting for anything on Scorpion or anything similar. He wanted to get this guy the minute he poked his head out again. A couple hours later, he finally got what he had been waiting for. "Breaking news," the reporter said, "a large man in a mechanical suit is attacking times square. According to eyewitness reports, the man attacking is the same one that attacked Midtown High School earlier this week." Peter jumped to his feet at the words, Scorpion was attacking again. But that wasn't what made him jump so quick, it was the location. "Aunt May," Peter said to himself. If she was still there, then she was in danger. Peter bolted down to his lab, grabbed his gear, and set off toward times square.

o0o

"I'M CALLING YOU OUT SPIDER," Scorpion shouted as he fired his weapons around times square, "WHERE ARE YOU?"

He had been causing destruction for about 20 minutes, calling for Spider-Man the whole time. May was terrified, this monster was causing such pointless destruction simply to draw out that poor boy. She couldn't believe it, so pointless. She wished she could do something about it, to stop the pointless attacks from this foolish man. He was basically holding all of times square hostage, anytime someone tried to leave he would fire a missile. He wanted all these people here to ensure that Spider-Man would come to him. He wanted Spider-Man in times square.

"SPIDER," Scorpion shouted, pointing one of his missiles at the balcony May and other civilians were hiding under, "SHOW UP OR THESE PEOPLE ARE GONNA BE BURIED IN RUBBLE!" Spider-Man was nowhere to be seen. "ALRIGHT SPIDER, YOU ASKED FOR THIS." Scorpion fired one of his missiles into the balcony causing it to the collapse. Everyone curled up under it and braced for impact, but it didn't come.

"Yo green giant," a strained voice said, everyone looked up to see Spider-Man holding up the balcony, "I think you dropped this." Spidey threw the balcony with allhis might at Scorpion, who promptly shot it with a missile and turned it into rubble.

"Finally decided to show up did you," Scorpion said, letting out an evil smile as he did so.

"What can I say," Spidey said, heaving from catching and throwing that balcony, "I'm not one to ignore my loving fan base." Spidey turned to look at the civilians behind him, "this is gonna get ugly. You might wanna run." Everyone began to ran away, except for one familiar silver haired woman who came closer to him.

"Be safe," May said, "and beat him down." Spidey let out a smile that could almost be seen through his mask and nodded. Aunt May ran off to find safety like the others.

"How cute," Scorpion said, "you know after I kill you, I think I'll kill her. Just for the hell of it."

"To bad you're not gonna kill me Scorpion," Spidey said with confidence.

"Awe how cute," Scorpion said, "you named me."

"Well 'sociopath who has his eyes set on killing me' was too long," Spidey said, "so Scorpion was easier." Spidey cracked his knuckles, "so Scorpion, ready for round two?"

"Not yet," Scorpion said, "we need to go to my special arena." Scorpion then popped out a series of claws on his hands and feet and jumped up the nearest wall, digging his claws into the wall and climbing up it.

"HEY," Spidey shouted up the wall, "WALL CRAWLING'S MY SHTICK. IF YOU SHOOT ANYTHING THAT EVEN LOOKS LIKE A WEB, I'M SUING!" Spidey then jumped up onto the same wall as Scorpion and crawled up in pursuit of the villain. The two ended up on the roof, Scorpion standing as if he's already won. "Why are you so smug?"

"Because you walked into my trap," Scorpion said, pressing a small button on the arm of his suit. Suddenly four metal poles sparked to like and began electrocuting Spidey from all sides. He should've seen this coming, he literally called it a special arena. He fell to his hands and knees in pure pain, unable to get up. After a solid minute, Spidey was physically unable to move. "I'm impressed you can still hold yourself up," Scorpion said as he walked over to Spidey, who was still on his hands and knees, "you really got some fight in you." Scorpion stomped down on Spidey's back, forcing his whole body onto the floor. Scorpion jammed his stinger into Spidey's shoulder, but instead of injecting poison in like Spidey had thought, he took something out. Once he pulled his stinger out, Spidey forced his head up to look at Scorpion.

Scorpion opened the end of his stinger to reveal a vial filled with red liquid, Spidey's blood. "This'll work perfectly," Scorpion said with a disgusting smile. Spidey tried to push himself back onto his feet, but Scorpion just kicked him in the jaw making him flip onto his back. Scorpion then grabbed Spidey by the throat and lifted him off the ground, holding him over the edge of the rooftop. "Thank you Spider," Scorpion said, "now I got what I wanted, now I don't need you." Spidey clawed at his opponents hand trying to get free. "I read up on spiders," Scorpion continued, "apparently they have this soft squishy exoskeleton that makes it so that they can survive extreme falls, let's see if you have one." Scorpion let go of Spidey and sent him falling to the floor.

Spidey was panicking. He needed to think fast or else he'd be a stain on the street. There was one thing he could try. He had come up with the idea a while back but was too terrified to try it, not to mention he wanted to do it in a more controlled environment. He had no choice, Spidey acted fast. He quickly shot a web line onto the nearest building and gripped on tight. Spidey closed hoped for the best, and it worked. Spidey was swinging along his web line like a pendulum. Once he reached the peak of his swing, he used his free hand to shoot another web line and repeated the motion. He was swinging along his web lines, the wind through his mask, the rush of adrenaline, it was amazing. He wanted to enjoy it, but he had more important things to attend to.

Spidey flipped himself around and swung back to where Scorpion was, who was trying to scale back down the building. He swung onto the building and landed on the wall in Scorpion's path. "Hey Scorpy," Spidey said as he landed, "I think you got something that belongs to me."

"Shame on you spider," Scorpion said, "You could've enjoyed a swift painless death, now I get to enjoy this." Scorpion opened the weapons on his arms to reveal the missiles, but switched his weapons over to a set of machine guns. Spidey quickly fired web balls onto the guns, jamming them and causing the guns to explode. Not only did it break his weapon, it locked it so he couldn't switch back to his missiles. "You may have stopped my guns, but I can kill you with out them." Scorpion began striking with his claws and stinger. Spidey dodged his attacks and flipped back off the building, shot two web lines past, and began pulling back on his web lines to make a slingshot out of them. He jumped off the wall and sent himself flying up and kicked Scorpion in the chest sending him flying back to the rooftop. Spidey and Scorpion landed on the rooftop, Spidey landing on his feet and Scorpion on his back. Spidey quickly jumped onto Scorpion and began punching him, trying to knock him unconscious. His spider sense blazed and Spidey jumped up to to dodge the stinger attack. Scorpion got up and began striking at Spidey with his stinger and claws.

"You aren't good at this whole killing me thing," Spidey taunted as he was dodging all of Scorpion's stinger attacks.

"SHUT UP," Scorpion shouted as he kept striking, "JUST STOP TALKING!"

"Make me," Spidey said as he flipped over Scorpion, "oh wait, you can't. Although not from lack of trying."

"DIE YOU PEST," Scorpion shouted, "JUST DIE!"

"If I'm a pest then so are you," Spidey kept up his taunts, "we are both arachnids."

Scorpion has shifted to pure screaming at this point. He was making reckless moves and rushing his decisions, and Spidey took advantage of this. He watched the moves and found when Scorpion repeated his strikes. Finally he made his move. Spidey caught Scorpion's tail and once again spun him throwing him off the building, diving off after him. Spidey fired a series of web balls at Scorpion to completely wrap him up in webs and sealing his tail to his body, he then fired a web line onto Scorpions chest and another onto the building to catch them both. Spidey leaped down to a light pole and tied Scorpion to it, before jumping to the ground to look the struggling Scorpion in the face.

"How's it hanging Scorpy," Spidey said as he began spinning Scorpion.

"I'M GOING TO KILL YOU," Scorpion shouted Spidey's face.

"Uhg, say it don't spray it man," Spidey said as he wiped the huge bit of spit off of his goggles, "listen, if you're gonna throw a temper tantrum then why don't we just skip straight to nap time." Spidey grabbed the top of Scorpion's head and hit scorpion in the face as hard as he could, smashing his visor and knocking him unconscious. Spidey then spun Scorpion around to where his tail was webbed and grabbed the stinger on his tail with both hands, and promptly ripping it off. "I'll be taking this back now if you don't mind," he said as he flipped the stinger in his hand, then planting it on his waist and webbing it there.

"NYPD PUT YOUR HANDS IN THE AIR," officers shouted as they arrived where Spider-Man and Scorpion were.

"Hey what's up guys," Spidey said to the officers, "don't worry, I caught the bad guy for you."

"Hands in the air spider," one of the officers shouted, "you're under arrest for vigilantism."

"You're kidding me right," Spidey said, "I just did all, like, of your job. Well except the paperwork, but like hell am I doing that."

"Hands in the air," the officer shouted.

"Fine I'll do the paperwork," Spidey said.

"Hands in the air now," the officer kept shouting, "I won't ask again."

"Fine fine" Spidey said as he slowly put his hands in the air, "You know what I'll do you one better, I'll put my whole body in the air." Spidey jumped as high as he could and shot a web line, beginning to web swing down the streets. A couple officers tried to follow him, but simply couldn't keep up with Spidey's new way of getting around.

o0o

Peter managed to beat Aunt May home. He quickly changed out of his spider suit and threw it back behind his fake wall, and changed into what he was wearing before she had left. Peter quickly ran downstairs and realized he left the TV on, right now it was showing a report on his fight with Scorpion. Apparently Scorpion's real name is Mac Gargan. Police reported that he was a exosuit pilot for Oscorp until he was fired recently, in a rampage he stole their latest SC model exosuit and went on a rampage. Peter didn't believe that for a second.

"Peter I'm home," Aunt May said as she walked through the door, Peter quickly ran over and hugged her.

"I heard what happened at times square," Peter said as he scanned her for injuries, "are you alright?"

"I'm fine," Aunt May said, "I was saved by a nice young man in fact." She placed her hand on Peter's chin and lifted it up, "Now the real question is are you alright Peter? You have a bruise, what happened?"

A bruise on the bottom of his chin, he probably got it when Scorpion kicked him there. "I... uh... slipped and hit my chin on the counter," Peter lied, "I'm fine really."

"Are you sure," Aunt May asked as she examined the bruise.

"Yeah I'm fine," Peter said, "anyway my thing got here and I wanted to test it out in my lab. Do you mind?"

"Okay," Aunt May said with a smile, "but dinner will be ready soon so don't be to long."

"I won't," Peter yelled as he walked down to the basement. Peter sat down and pulled out the stinger he took from Scorpion. If he was just some random guy going on a rampage, then why did he want Peter's blood. No there was more to this, and Peter needed to find out all of it.

o0o

Mac sat in a police interrogation room, waiting for his attorney. He hadn't answered any questions yet, instead sitting in sullen silence. He knew the case seemed open and shut, but he was sure that a mix of the Oscorp legal team and the right people getting "monetary gain", he'd be out in no time.

"Mr. Gargan," an officer said as he walked into the interrogation room,"your lawyer is here." Finally. Mac looked up to see who Mr. Osborn sent, only to be surprised to see it was Mr. Osborn in the flesh.

"Hello Mr. Gargan," Osborn said as he sat down, "I've been looking forward to speaking to you." The officer left and closed the door.

"Hello sir," Mac said with a smile, "listen thank you for helping me get out, I promise I'll get that sample and kill the spider."

"What are you talking about," Osborn said, "I'm not here to help you, I'm here to scold you. I may have fired you, but that is no reason to steal my exosuit."

"What are you saying," Mac said with skepticism, "I didn't steal your suit, you gave it to me. You wanted me to get that spider."

Osborn walked over and turned off the camera in the room, "Mr. Gargan, why did you try to kill the vigilante?"

"That was what you wanted," Mac said, "you wanted me to take his blood and kill..."

Osborn slammed his fist down onto the table to interrupt Mac, "when did I say I wanted him dead? I need him. Your mission was to get me a blood sample, nothing more. If you had succeeded, you could have ruined everything."

"I'm sorry sir," Mac said as he looked at the floor.

"You will be," Osborn said, "I told you, if you failed, you would not only failed, you nearly screwed up your mission beyond belief. From now on, you're going to stare at prison walls and wonder what you did wrong."

"What," Mac said as he stood up, "no you can't do this to me. I have a life, a family. You can't take that from me."

"I told you that you'd burn," Osborn reiterated, "it's not my fault you can't take the heat." Osborn then began walking out the door.

"YOU CAN'T DO THIS," Mac shouted, "YOU BASTARD, I'LL KILL YOU! I'LL KILL YOU AND THEN I'LL KILL THAT STUPID SPIDER!"

Osborn closed the door behind him and began walking out to the front of the station where his limo was waiting, Dr. Octavius waiting for him inside. "Mr. Osborn," Octavius said as Norman stepped into the limo, "I have been thinking and I believe that the RH-417 would be appropriate to send after the arachnid."

"Think Octavius," Norman said sternly, "we may have been able to make it seem like Mr. Gargan stole our last suit, but we will not be able to do that again if we send another pilot so recently. We must wait for the embers of Mr. Gargan to fade before we can start another fire, otherwise it will burn brighter and draw more attention to us. We will get wait we want, we just need to be patient." Octavius simply nodded in response as the limo began to drive away and return to Oscorp.