Chapter 4:

"Are you Peter Parker?" a woman in her mid-thirties asked. She wore a business suit and had her long black hair tied in a bun. In her right hand she carried a notepad, and her left held her purse. She had a air of command that Peter did not want to cross.

"I am." He replied stiffly. He was standing in the lobby of a Newspaper publisher not unlike the Daily Bugle. On his way up he had passed a bumbling reporter with glasses. Seeing right through the disguise, Peter nodded to Superman's alter-ego curtly before continuing on his way. The man needs a better disguise, Peter grinned as he caught sight of his new 'partner' who he wasn't supposed to know yet at all.

Kara sported a white dress shirt and dark blue jeans. Her blonde hair was tied back with a red hair-tie and she nervously clutched a notepad in her slender but strong hands. She looked like she was scanning the room for someone, until she caught sight of Peter and rushed over to him. On her way she managed to knock over a red-haired man, who looked like he was in his mid-twenties.

"You must be Kara Kent," Lane surmised as she inspected the two newcomers from head to toe. A mild smirk crossed her face as she said, "apparently Clark's fumbling is genetic. Follow me and don't break anything."

"Did you sleep good, Spi..." Kara began as she fell into step beside Peter.

"I did," he said, cutting her off based on instinct. "And we only just met, remember?"

"Do you not recognize me?" She asked shyly, "I am..."

"Kara Kent," he smirked as he pointed to the badge swinging around her neck. "It's on your name-tag. Your cousin Clark also works here." He finished as they entered a large office with a middle-aged man with white hair sitting behind a desk.

"This is our chief editor, Perry White. He runs the place. You report to him and him alone, understand? Perry, these are the two Clark recommended, Peter Parker and Kara Kent."

"Well," Perry said as he looked up from the paper he had been reading, and conducted his own assessment of them. His eyes seemed to linger on Kara a bit to long, in Peter's mind. Any human relations official would have a strong case to make about over-stepping boundaries. "How much experience do the two of you have in the field of journalism?"

"I worked with a New York newspaper for three years sir," Peter replied with his well-rehearsed story, "As a photographer."

"And you, Miss Kent?" Perry asked as Lois answered her ringing phone.

"I..." Kara began, unsure of what to say before she was interrupted.

"Boss, apparently Giganta's been sighted downtown, and she's tearing the place up," Lois said hurriedly, "Better send these two down there before the whole thing's over and done with."

"Go," said Perry, "I want the story ready for tomorrow's paper." Without a word, Peter whisked himself out of the office and made a break for the roof, shouldering his bag as he did so. Several floors later opened the rooftop access door and felt the wind on his face. With a practised ease, he slipped off his outer layer of clothing, revealing his Spider-suit underneath. All that remained was to slip on the boots, web-shooters, gloves and mask, which he promptly did. He broke into a run and leaped high over the street, loosing a strand of webbing to the nearest building.

He swung from building to building with ease as he made his way downtown. Cars zoomed by below him as he began to hear the first signs of trouble. The sounds of sirens filled his ears as he rounded a corner. And that's when he learned how the super-villainess had gotten her name.

Giganta was eye-level with most of the skyscrapers around her. The ones that where still standing, at least. Crushed cars littered the area as she drove a titanic fist into one of the only standing buildings. How the hell am I supposed to stop her? Peter thought as he became slightly panicked. At that size, I'd have a better chance of stopping Hulk... His train of thought was cut short by a red-and-blue streak zooming past him and colliding with the titan before him. The blow seemed to stagger Giganta only slightly, as she stumbled back three steps, careening towards a half-demolished building.

"No!" Peter shouted as he landed on a roof and loosed five web-lines towards her in an attempt to stop her from crushing the building underneath her weight. Despite the use of all his strength, the webs snapped under pressure. Luckily his plan still worked somewhat, as Giganta instead fell to the pavement in between the buildings. Knowing he had no time to spare, he leaped to the ground and rushed to Giganta's vulnerable side, hoping to prevent her from standing with more webbing.

Unfortunately, he was to slow.

She stood up and her eyes fell on him, gleaming with rage. She raised her foot and brought it down on him hard. And if it weren't for his super-strength, he would have been crushed instantly. Instead he would be crushed slowly, as his arms, which supported her weight, began to give way as the pavement crumbled beneath him.

But just as quickly as the pressure had been placed on his body, it was removed. He cast a glance to his left. There was Kara Zor-El, dressed in a female version of Superman's outfit, and carrying the weight of someone a hundred times bigger than her. Her face contorted briefly before she began to rise up into the air, forcing their opponent off-balance and onto her back.

And strait into a mall, reducing it to dust and enraging the titan. Giganta recovered and sent a titanic fist strait for Kara, who zipped out of the way, making a beeline for Giganta's face. Acting quickly, Kara landed a clean hit to Giganta's jaw, sending her to the ground again as Peter rushed to subdue her with as much webbing as possible. A series of thunderous impacts followed as Kara landed blow after blow to Giganta's face, as a crowd slowly gathered around them in admiration.

They cheered and camera's started flashing in all directions. Peter was somewhat used to this, from his team-ups with the Avengers, but apparently Kara was not.

"Mankoi ach lle hiana amin?!" She screamed, and the crowd backed away with a twinge of fear.

"It's alright, folks," Peter said as he stepped forward. "We're the good guys. She's just a little..." he trailed off as Superman floated down from the sky, with his cape billowing in the wind.

"She's not from around here," Superman smiled as he waved with one hand and draped his other around Kara. "Meet Kara Zor-El, of Krypton. My cousin." The crowd, who had been cringing in fear moments ago, erupted into a wild cheer and resumed with the flashing of camera's. Numerous reporters rushed the three of them. Several times Peter had to re-state that he was not someone named Night-wing, and that he was not in any way related to or currently dating 'Supergirl.' He just smiled and waved at the sea of reporters before him, watching how they stood in awe of Superman.

Even though he didn't really know them man of steel, Peter couldn't help but feel a little starstruck in his presence.

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"mankoi ach lle hiana amin?" - Why are you harming me?