Spiderman and Iron Fist arrived shortly at the scene to see the Rhino on rampage.

" Of course. Why is it always the big ones?" Spiderman asked himself as he fired his signature webbing at the gray behemoth to slow it down. Iron Fist through his "Fists of Fury" at the once nerd attempting to subdue him. Neither were very successful as a police car was thrown at the city's infamous web-slinger.

Though the fight was surprisingly routine. Cars thrown, civilians saved, scrape here, smart aleck comment there, teamwork done and still no rhino down for the count.

Rhino was growing angrier by the minute, putting more civilians lives at risk. And public property. Fury was going to be so mad at him for the damage. Not that it was his fault. Webs could only do so much damage. Even after receiving an upgrade from SHIELD. Iron Fist was clearly more the damage maker despite his impeccable self control. And Rhino didn't care if there was damage. He just wanted revenge.

Spiderman was three seconds away from calling Powerman when something different happened. As Rhino lifted his fist to place another blossoming bruise on New York's favorite male arachnid based hero, something was shot through the air, hitting Rhino's wrist for his pounding arm. It wasn't a distraction either. The Rhino fell onto his back, unable to get up. Spiderman looked at the struggling brute who was trying to free himself from... Was that a giant blue staple?

That's what it looked like. It was thinner than his arm, yet stronger. It was made from some sort of dark blue metal that neither Spiderman nor Peter had seen before. Even with the Rhino thrashing, the staple remained embedded in the concrete, not budging more than an inch. And that was lenient. Where the heck did this come from anyway?

His infamous Spidey-sense came to life as a dull hum. A familiar feeling that he couldn't place.

"Spiderman, I now see why you believed the Beetle was free," Iron Fist interrupted his thoughts. Spiderman whipped his head to Iron Fist who was staring at the sky. He moved his head further to see what the team's "Fortune Cookie" could see.

He froze for a moment seeing the silhouette of a blue armored person with bug like wings. His arm out stretched as though he had thrown something. Or shot something if he had a gun. In less than two seconds, he was darting away over the city. Spiderman shot his infamous webbing at the flying phantom insect, narrowly missing the bug and hitting a window.

He pulled himself off the ground and began swinging after the elusive insect. Iron Fist disappeared as well, to return to SHIELD and alert them of a new player in the hero game. Or perhaps to ponder this potential ally. For Fury didn't need to know everything. And he doubted the staple user would become an enemy anytime soon.

"Si. Muy grande," the flying blue armored youth muttered to an invisible being, " And I thought Gotham was terrible... Yes I know Gotham is still terrible... Well maybe someone here is crazier... How should I know? Gotham is Batman's territory. Not mine... Dios mio you are terrible company... Do you even know what that means!?"

"Hey!"

The blue armored bug stopped for a second to look behind him. Swinging onto a window... And sticking, was the blue and red guy he had helped not long ago. He seemed to be Spider based in his "hero theme". Intricate web design was woven over the blue and red fabric. Spandex it seemed. A small spider was targeted in the center of his chest. He was lean, yet strong. His muscles defined by his suit. A rather bold choice in uniform but who was he to judge? He didn't wear normal either. Who else flew around in full metal body armor? Not many where he was from at least.

"Hey?" The armored one answered.

"Thanks for the save and all, but who are you?"

"... Yes I know that was too the point...," he began slightly tilting his head to his back, "Just no pleasing you is there ese?"

"Ugh... Hello?" The arachnid themed person spoke again.

"Ah! Lo siento. I am... new around here. You can call me Blue Beetle."

"Any relation to the Beetle?" the arachnid asked quickly. Blue Beetle's brow raised curiously.

"Que? I am... Alone. I was not aware that Beetle was a friend of yours."

"Oh he's no friend," Spiderman said quickly, "He sells weapons and information about the government to psychopaths."

"That's horrible!"

Spiderman nodded. This "Blue Beetle" was not what he imagined at all. For one, he seemed extremely embarrassed at being found. Another, he seemed to be a new hero, not a seasoned villain.

"So not a villain?"

"Que?! No! I would never! There are so many people who already suffer. I don't want them to suffer by my hand too!"

"Hey! Look I just want to help you. There are others who work together to protect people. I want to help you get that chance."

"Who are you?"

"What? You don't know me? I'm just your friendly neighborhood Spiderman."

"I see. Araño." Golden eyes bore into Spiderman's opaque lenses seeking anything and everything, "Tell me, was that your compañero? A friend of yours?"

"Who Iron Fist? We work together if that's what you're asking," Spiderman answered neutrally.

"So... You do not live in the same... Area?"

Spiderman froze thinking back to something Blue Beetle didn't know.

"Absolutely not. Way to much incense. Hard to breath with Fist's of Iron there."

"I see... No that is stupid," Blue Beetle muttered to himself.

"Uh, are you okay?" Spiderman asked. Blue Beetle didn't seem mentally all there. Then again, the same could be said for Thor. And he was technically fine.

"Fine. Never mind. Don't look for me Araño. I too have a life behind the mask."

Before Spiderman could do anything, Blue Beetle vanished from sight, flying much faster than he had before.

A fantastically bad update. Please review.