The Amazing Spider-Man
Hey, ya'll, it's Miko122 back to you with the 4th chapter in the 1st volume of The Amazing Spider-Man. But, as always, before I begin, I have something of importance to say. Thank you to The Perfect Secrets and King of 2211 for individually reviewing each chapter, and I plan not to disappoint. I know I don't get many reviews from different writers, but just saying two casual reviewers is good enough.
Anyway, recap time, last we saw, Peter was on a quest to track down the Chameleon so that he cannot cause any more harm. But as he does this, The Chameleon had boosted his order's funds by attacking the New York Central Bank and escaping with nearly all the money it held. Spider-Man then tracked down a former friend of Dmitri's, Alek, who told Spider-Man the location of Dmitri's hideout, and now, Peter is on a quest to visit this hideout and get rid of Chameleon, but as he did that, he had an argument with his Aunt May when he came late to home. What will happen next? Read to find out.
So, I hope you liked the previous issues. The first one concentrated on building up the characters and origins, chapter 2 for concentrated on emotion and loss and the reason Spider-Man fights evil, and chapter 3 focuses on progressing the villain, while this one concentrates a lot on the society and their views on Spider-Man. Will they hate him? Love him?
So, I hope you enjoy this chapter, to all those who have reviewed the story, and even plan on reviewing some other time.
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The Amazing Spider-Man Vol 1
Chapter 4:
Who is Spider-Man: Hero or Menace?
"Spider-Man, Spider-Man, does whatever a spider can. Spins a web, any size. Catches thieves- just like flies. Look out, here comes the Spider-Man! Is he strong, listen-"
The television, broadcast a Spider-Man jingle, was switched off, by a young 15-year-old teen, with brown messy hair, and dressed is a brown jacket and a pair of jeans.
"How cheesy!" Peter yawned. Didn't sleep last night. Trying to catch the Chameleon. Well… off to school, I guess.
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On his way to school, on his bicycle, he could see newspaper sellers.
"Extra, extra! News on Spider-Man, the masked hero!" A stall operator cried, flashing a newspaper – featuring a Spider-Man article – in front of every passerby's eyes.
Since when was I the most renowned celebrity.
He could hear the wailing of sirens.
"I guess school will have to wait."
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After dressing in his Spider-Man costume, he rapidly swung through the air.
"It's Spider-Man, look!" A man pointed to the costumed hero, who guided himself through the air with his webs, chasing down a speeding vehicle.
From the vehicle, one criminal peeked his head out, aiming his shotgun at Spider-Man. He took aim, and fired at the hero, who dodged the bullet with both speed, and a tingling sensation in his forehead, my Spider-Sense.
He couldn't stay up in the air for long, he couldn't think of a witty quip, and so stopping in the air firing a web on the roof of the speeding car, Spider-Man tugged on the way, landing on the top of the car.
"Damn it, Spider-Man's on top" he could hear from inside.
How am I going to do this? How am I going to stop this car?
Using his suction cup like fingers, Peter adhered to the car as he thought of a plan.
Yes, I've got it. Let's hope it works.
Letting go of the car, Spider-Man leaped high in the air, and watched the car continue to speed on.
He fired a web at the car, pulled it up in mid air, caught it, threw it high up in the sky, and webbed it to a building, as he landed on the car track.
A car zoomed towards him, about to crash him as he web zipped out of the way, and the car zoomed past him as he crushed on a hotdog stand on his attempt of recklessly swinging away.
He crashed onto the stand, violently, tipping some things over, and falling down. "Oh, fudge" that was all Peter managed to say.
"My gosh" a man raised his phone, snapping a picture of Spider-Man.
And from a distance, he could see a girl approaching. A teenager, maybe his age, with red hair, and shining green eyes.
And as she came closer, he recognized the lady.
MJ?
"Are you alright" MJ stretched out her hand, offering help.
"Yeah, just took a stop at the wrong destination" Spider-Man took a hold of her hand as she assisted him up.
"Well… um… good luck" MJ walked off.
Ok, Peter, you are officially the worst superhero.
Cameras closed on him. People clapped, cheering for him, for they knew that they could feel safe.
They knew that they had a hero.
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When he arrived to school, he only had 4 minutes, and the bell would ring. At least he came early, but by the time he arrived, Harry and MJ were already conversing with each other.
"Hey, Pete" Harry noticed Peter. "Join the club."
"Hey, guys" Peter closed the distance between him and his friends.
"Peter, you have no idea what just happened" MJ began.
"What happened?" Peter lied, pretending he didn't know what happened.
"I helped Spider-Man up from the floor because he fell down."
"Yep" Peter tried not to make a big deal. "And…"
"And, it felt so good."
"Well… um…" Peter lightened up. "What can I say? I'm happy for you."
"I'm going to go tell Liz" MJ walked off.
Peter turned to his other friend, Harry, who was now smiling, clearly.
"It seems like MJ's found a match" Harry joked.
"C'mon she just helped him."
"I'm just kidding, Pete" Harry patted his friend on the shoulder. "You need to lighten up."
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"In August, 1799, Napoleon took sail to Egypt" the documentary on Napoleon Bonaparte was switched on for the whole class to here, yet not many people bothered to listen.
Peter was taking notes, Harry too, MJ was on her phone, texting and Flash was whispering something to Kong.
MJ placed her phone in her pocket, and ripped a sheet off of her history book, taking a pen in her hand, fumbling around with it, clicking on it and ejecting the inky pen, and beginning to write.
Peter shifted his gaze away from her and to the documentary projected on to the white board.
Seconds later, he was tapped from behind, and he turned to see MJ, holding a note in her hand.
Peter appeared confused as MJ shoved the note into Peter's hand. He made sure the teacher wasn't looking, and he unfolded the note, which read:
Hey, Peter, would you like to come to my house after school today?
Peter's eyes shot wide open. He had to write a reply.
Taking a paper and shielding it with his pencil case, Peter wrote a response:
Me, you and Harry, or just me and you? I have some homework to finish, but I would've loved to come. Sorry.
He re-read through the letter he wrote. It sounded good, and quickly, he slipped it to MJ, who took a brief look at it, and began writing a response.
As she wrote, he continued to take notes from the documentary. He didn't want this to disrupt his education.
Then, MJ passed him a reply, which he read through:
Just you, and me, we can study at my house, 34th Madison Eve.
Peter turned to MJ, who was smiling, and wrote a quick ok and handed it to MJ, who gave Peter a thumb up.
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When school had cleared, Peter came home, to talk to his Aunt May.
"C'mon, just let me go to MJ's house" he begged his Aunt.
"Peter, you don't even know her that much" Aunt May argued.
"What? I've known her for like, 19 days, and it's not like we're going to do anything. She just wants to hang out."
"Peter, it always starts that way."
"You and Unc-" Peter didn't continue his sentence. But Aunt May understood, and so she nodded. "Fine Peter… you can go" she succumbed.
"Thank you" Peter said. "I'll be back by 5."
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*Doom* *Doom* *Doom*
Peter knocked on MJ's door.
No answer, and so he knocked again.
He walked back to see if he had the right address. It was it. He walked back to the door, and just as he moved forward to knock again, the door shot open, and there stood MJ.
"Hey, Peter, come in" MJ let Peter in, shutting the door.
"Hey, MJ, what's up?" Peter asked.
"Oh, nothing, my mom just went to help out some charity foundation and I have nothing to do. Take a seat."
MJ took a seat, and Peter sat himself next to her. "So, MJ, how do you like school?" Peter asked.
"Oh, it's fine but Flash Thompson is such an-"
"MJ… don't swear" Peter smiled.
"It's a habit," MJ admit. "Anyway, I brought some movies for us to watch."
MJ got up, reaching for some horror movies and an action one, and picking them up, handing them to Peter, among them were:
The Hills Have Eyes.
Skyfall
The Human Centipede
"MJ" Peter looked from the discs to his friend. "The Human Centipede is disgusting."
"I know, which is why it's awesome. C'mon, which one do you want to watch first?" MJ asked.
"Fine…" Peter succumbed, pointing to Skyfall, and handing it to MJ.
"Why do you pick the worst one?" MJ walked off to the DVD player to switch the movie on.
"As if I would watch Human Centipede" Peter said, as MJ switched the movie on.
"And…" MJ turned to Peter. "Bring the popcorn."
"I can 'pear' that in mind" Peter quipped, and he walks off to bring popcorn.
"So, Peter, got your eyes on someone?"
"What do you mean?"
"Oh, come on" MJ switched on Skyfall. "You know exactly what I mean. Any girl you've got you're eyes on?"
"I don't think so" Peter brought in the popcorn. "Besides, I didn't come here to receive a lecture from MJ, the love doctor. I came here to watch a movie."
"And indeed we will."
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Before the movie came to an end, Peter still didn't forget the promise he made to Aunt May. He had to go back home by 5 o'clock, and so 1 hour and 30 minutes into the movie, Peter stood up to leave.
"Anyway, thanks for having me" Peter thanked MJ.
"Oh, no, it's fine, you saved me from boredom."
"Heh" Peter chuckled. "Well, I'll see you at school tomorrow."
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I can't go home. Yeah, fudge me, I should've thought through this a long time ago. Chameleon, I know his hideout and… I can't let this wait.
I cant text Aunt May, she'll probably hold me up… so… yes Peter, you're going to be screwed.
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Dressing in his Spider-Man costume, Peter swung high in the air with his adhesive webbing, enjoy the wind that gently pounded on Peter's Spider-Man suit. He could tell it would rain anytime. He hated rain.
I wish my Spider-Man powers came with, like, an umbrella or something. Then again, that's what webs are for.
He also did enjoy being placed in the middle of the limelight, with kids pointing at him and street artists graffiti-ing his symbol on brick walls.
I have to think up of an excuse to tell Aunt May. If MJ knew my powers she could lie for me. No, what am I saying? I don't want people to lie for me, that's just wrong. I've just got so much in my head right now.
As he swung, he spotted a man stealing a TV after breaking its glass case.
"Gotta get away, gotta get away, away" the criminal sung to himself, checking for any cops as he walks.
"Heh, tell me about it" Spider-Man swings lower, pulling the TV from the criminal and placing it back where the criminal took it from.
"Now, let's get this done with. I have REAL criminals to fight, not random crooks."
"You're Spider-Man!"
"Nah, I'm the tooth fairy" Spider-Man swung forward, kicking the criminal down and landing on his chest. "Now, nighty night, and sleep tight" he knocked the criminal out, webbing him to a flagpole and swinging off to deal with actual, important things.
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After some swinging, Peter arrived to the warehouse. He was kind of a mad man to just go in there and battle Chameleon and his men, but he couldn't afford to sit around and make plans. Employing his spider sense, he located the only un-guarded, opened it up slowly, and slid inside.
Inside, he found the Chameleon, training with all of his men. He had 60 criminals in his small group.
"Not so small group after all" Spider-Man dropped down and kicked the Chameleon to the ground. "Also, how cliché, using warehouses as hideouts" Spider-Man commented.
"Get him" Chameleon yelled, as all the infuriated criminals charged at Spider-Man, and he began fighting them and dealing with them, not individually since 10 charged at him at one time.
"C'mon, cut a spidey some slack" Spider-Man knocked two criminals aside. "I came here for the Chameleon," he continues fighting them and combating them. "Man, I wish I was Batman. He has kick-butt skills."
"Won't you ever shut up!?" A man charged forward with a knife.
"Well, actually, it's not my-"
Rendered distracted from his own quip, Peter found the knife stabbed through his chest. "Ah!" He yelled. "Not good, Spidey boy" he pulls the knife out, as he counters another criminals attack, and knocks him to the ground.
"Ah!" Peter yells from pain.
Ah, I'm losing blood. I can't fend off all these people. No way.
Too distracted in his own thoughts, plus the pain from the stab causing him to lose blood and render him dizzy, a man with a billy club knocks Spider-Man to the ground.
"Ah! Well you guys are a mouth full" Spider-Man stands up, looking up to see a water pipe adhered onto the roof.
Okay, let's try this.
Spider-Man fired two webs on the pipe, pulling himself up as the pipe breaks off and pours water at the criminals, drowning them.
Yes, it worked, but where is Chameleon? He must've gotten away while I was dealing with these criminals. Ah, the cliché get away.
"Okay, guys, I don't have time to deal with you… I need to go find The Chameleon" Spider-Man swings out of the building, via the window.
By the time the water is sucked through the drain, all the criminals in unconscious, until one of them wakes up, grinning.
"Good luck, Spider-Man… good luck finding the Chameleon" he removes his mask, to reveal the Chameleon beneath. "So gullible."
Spider-Man swings, taking high to the sky with a web bandage concealing his stab wound.
How the fudge am I going to explain this to Aunt May? Hey, I got into a fight with a group of criminals to try and defeat the Chameleon, the guy tied to Uncle Ben's death. Okay… I'm too tired… can't go on.
Spider-Man swung on top of a building to get some rest.
Maybe I'll continue after some rest.
He sat down on top of the building.
I'm really screwed… aren't I?
And he shut his eyes, fading into unconsciousness.
The End
Sorry for the chapter being so short, but it had it's reasons. First off, I thought it would be a good point to end this, seeing that Spider-Man is gravely hurt and you don't know how he'll escape this. Second, I just really wasn't in the mood for writing, and I just felt like it would be the time to end this chapter.
Well, here it is, I hope you liked the chapter. Anyway, if I could just say something, please, if you read, then review. There isn't a reason not to. Anyways, thanks for sticking with this series and allowing it to last for this long.
Peter Parker will return for Chapter 5.