A/N: I tried to be a little more poetic here in the beginning with kinda
sucked cause I'm not good at the stuff.
Anyway, I'm REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY(!) sorry it took me two months(!)
to write this but we moved to a temporary apartment (I made sure though the
story will in a reachable box) and there was a lot of mess and the rest of
the story is saved in my other computer and we only have one now so I don't
have as much time on it. To cut it short, there was a lot of mess, I was
lucky though, we didn't think we'd even have internet at the beginning;)
A/N2: I was supposed to post this two weeks ago but my computer broke down!!! We had to buy a new hard-disk and another one we had to format so everything on it was lost. thank god that my folder was on the one hard- disk that survived. I worked all morning now that the computer is functioning again (barely) to finally finish this chapter!
A/N3: Ben's murder was told in here is from the animated series mostly.
And again, I don't own any of this.
Well, here it is:
Chapter 7
The night air is slapping quietly on my face, they don't know I left the house in the middle of the night to take a walk but I need to get away from the big city life, to clear my mind a bit.
The stars shine brightly above me as I look at them with longing. I don't know why I feel this way, I mean, my life there is over - I think. I just do.
My sneakers are making a squashing sound with every pace I make as I walk on the dry leaves. This Spiderman guy, he helped the little kid and M.J. but that still doesn't mean he's a good guy. I mean, he could be a criminal with a conscience, maybe he doesn't want anyone besides his target to get hurt, which doesn't make him a lot better then a criminal.
My head snapped up as I heard a distant scream. I looked around to make sure no one's watching and broke into super-speed. It was dark but I could see a girl in a corner, it started raining, her hair was all wet and darker then usual but I still had no trouble recognizing M.J.
She didn't see me, she was looking, focusing, at a spot a little further. I looked to see what scared her so much and saw Spiderman coming from around the corner. He started walking toward M.J.
Terror swept over me, I thought he was about to hurt her. I sped up grabbed him and smashed him into a wall, my face hidden by the shadows "I won't let you hurt her!"
Spiderman tried to get loose from my grip, he was very strong but not strong enough, I smashed him into wall again. He stopped fighting and just help my arms because I held him just above the ground.
"I wasn't trying to hurt her" he said in a choked breath.
"Yeah right" I sneered at him.
"Stop it!" M.J. got her strength back and came over trying to get Spiderman free. "He helped me, if it wasn't for him who knows what would have happened to me!"
I looked at her from the shadows. I started to loosen my grip but I still couldn't quite trust him so I've put him on the ground and help his face in place and looked at him with my x-ray vision, determined to know who he is so I can keep an eye on him.
The mask started to disappear in front of my eyes when a young face looked at me trying to recognize who is standing in front of him with this familiar voice. I gasped, immediately letting him go.
I walked back until I felt the wall pressed to my back, I slid down and buried my face in my knees. He and M.J. exchanged confused looks. They said something I didn't really listen to. After a while I heard M.J saying thank you to him and then she was gone.
He started walking towards me "Are you ok?"
I gave him a somewhat hysterical laugh "Peachy".
"What happened? Who are you?"
I buried my face even deeper "Lets just say that what happened is I found out who you are".
He stopped in the middles of his step. Just above me, blocking a little of the rain. "Wh- What do you mean by that?" his voice was panicked.
"Did you ever hear about a meteor shower in Smallville, Kansas?" I 'asked my legs'. God, I can't believe I'm doing this. I have to. I think, I think it's the right choice, he'll know what it's like. I can trust him. I'm sure I can. if he really did save M.J. and that little boy, he'll know what it's like.
"Emm yeah, A friend of mine said something about it, but he didn't talk about it much." he still doesn't knows it's me.
"My fault, it was my fault"
Spiderman sat next to me "The meteor shower?"
I took a deep breath, trying to fight the tightness in my throat. "Everyone that got hurt by them, all the people that died or mutated, everything"
"How's that?"
I started breathing hard "It gave me life. It gave me life while taking life from most of the town and I don't think that my life worth more then the most of the town. It's my entire fault."
"I still don't see how's that make it your fault. It happened! Whether you like it or not. You just need to be happy something good happened to you, because from what I understand if it hadn't, it would have given pain anyway and nothing good would have came out of it"
"But maybe without me it wouldn't have happened at all"
"How the hell can you say that?!"
I turned my face so my cheek was on my knee and my head was turned from him "You don't know the whole story"
I could feel him shifting uncomfortably next to me. He laid his hand on my arm "Who are you?"
I sighed and turned around "I'm a freak" I moved my eyes up and down his costume "apparently, you ain't so guilty free in that area, Parker" I stood and started to walk away.
"Clark????!!!!" Peter was stunned "But, but. how? You were so strong"
"You weren't lacking yourself."
Peter immediately got up "How? What? How.?"
He just looked at me trying to speak when I said "I don't want to talk about it right now but what I o want to know is what's your deal?"
"I, emmm. I- I mean, I'm not, I think, not entirely human, I mean I used to be. Until the accident that well, I guess, mutated me. I think. All I know is that it altered my genetic structure, it's not exactly stable right now, but I'm part human, part spider and it's haunting me. I can't turn my back on it. That's what I am and some times it's really scary."
"What do you mean? Haunts him? Turn his back on it? How? What? Ha???
"My uncle" Oh, that's it.
"When we were in your room, you said it was your fault, why's that?"
He sighed " When it just begun, when I turned into - this" He looked at his hands lifting them up to eye level "this - whatever I am now. I was selfish, I thought. I thought that maybe I could make some quick cash"
"Most people think that. all the people who mutated in town usually turned into crime"
"No! I wasn't a criminal! My aunt and uncle raised me to be a good man and that's what I'm planning to be! I just - I entered a boxing contest. Whne it was finished, the fight I mean, I had a fight with the manager. When he got robbed and the robber ran past me I could have stopped him! I could! But I didn't, I was selfish. I thought why bother? I'm not a cop, why try and stop him. so I didn't and he ran away. When I got home I saw the police in my house, apparently a burglar burst in, my uncle tried to stop him but he was armed. He killed Uncle Ben." his voice faded and he started sniffing softly, when he continued with the story his voice was rough "The police told me that he was in a shed surrounded by the police. I didn't know who he was but I wanted him first - and I got him first - when I arrived I grabbed him and took of his mask. It was the mugger from the arena. The stupid mugger from the arena!" Oh God. Peter took off his mask and looked it "You know, it's the first time I used this costume to fight crime. If I only acted 'the hero' a little sooner I would have saved him, and he wouldn't be dead." Peter looked up at me "He died because I turned my back in my responsibilities, I turned my back and someone else paid the price, my Uncle, who loved me paid the price!" Oh God. "My uncle had this saying 'With great power comes great responsablity' that was when I realized what he meant"
"You know Peter, that pep talk you gave me a few minutes ago about how it isn't my fault would be perfect here"
He made a soft laugh, and tried to change the subject "so, the meteors gave you life? How?"
I turned my head forward, no longer seeing the street. I saw mom and dad hugging me and telling me I'm a gift from the stars. "I don't know where's my birth parents or why they gave me away, I don't even know if they're still alive. But I know that they weren't from here."
"Here?"
"Earth"
His eyes opened wide "oh. you're an alien????"
"Pretty sure I am. Mom and dad found me in a middle of a field near a spaceship right after the shower."
He looked at me with disbelief. I sighed and looked around, I spotted a knife on the floor that one of the attackers must have dropped, I've been planning to pick it up anyway. I raised the knife, showed it to Peter and turned it around in my hand. With one swift motion I flung the knife smashing it on my chest. It fell to the ground, shattered to tiny pieces.
"See?"
He gasped and struggled to breath, watching the shattered knife. "How?? What??"
I sighed, he was beginning to sound like a broken record. I shrugged "I don't know, it always took a lot to bruise me, but lately I found out that barely nothing does. Even bullets doesn't hurt me anymore"
"Anymore?"
"The first time I got shot I got really painful bruises, really, not nice"
"Bruises. from bullets!!!"
"Yeah I know, my parents reacted the same when I returned home that day."
"Who shot you?"
I shrugged again "It's a really long story"
He got up "so we better find a dry place to sit in" he flashed me a smile and wore his mask again "You need a lift"
"I'm quite heavy"
"I'm pretty strong" he stretched his arm.
"I don't know about this" I grabbed his hand "well, at least I won't get hurt if you drop me."
He stretched his hand up and grabbed me tightly as a web shot from his wrist and suddenly we were in the air.
TBC soon.
I'll stop now, to long and people are waiting for me to post this already.
So tune in for the next chapter when the boys continue to share their exploits in crime fighting(
A/N2: I was supposed to post this two weeks ago but my computer broke down!!! We had to buy a new hard-disk and another one we had to format so everything on it was lost. thank god that my folder was on the one hard- disk that survived. I worked all morning now that the computer is functioning again (barely) to finally finish this chapter!
A/N3: Ben's murder was told in here is from the animated series mostly.
And again, I don't own any of this.
Well, here it is:
Chapter 7
The night air is slapping quietly on my face, they don't know I left the house in the middle of the night to take a walk but I need to get away from the big city life, to clear my mind a bit.
The stars shine brightly above me as I look at them with longing. I don't know why I feel this way, I mean, my life there is over - I think. I just do.
My sneakers are making a squashing sound with every pace I make as I walk on the dry leaves. This Spiderman guy, he helped the little kid and M.J. but that still doesn't mean he's a good guy. I mean, he could be a criminal with a conscience, maybe he doesn't want anyone besides his target to get hurt, which doesn't make him a lot better then a criminal.
My head snapped up as I heard a distant scream. I looked around to make sure no one's watching and broke into super-speed. It was dark but I could see a girl in a corner, it started raining, her hair was all wet and darker then usual but I still had no trouble recognizing M.J.
She didn't see me, she was looking, focusing, at a spot a little further. I looked to see what scared her so much and saw Spiderman coming from around the corner. He started walking toward M.J.
Terror swept over me, I thought he was about to hurt her. I sped up grabbed him and smashed him into a wall, my face hidden by the shadows "I won't let you hurt her!"
Spiderman tried to get loose from my grip, he was very strong but not strong enough, I smashed him into wall again. He stopped fighting and just help my arms because I held him just above the ground.
"I wasn't trying to hurt her" he said in a choked breath.
"Yeah right" I sneered at him.
"Stop it!" M.J. got her strength back and came over trying to get Spiderman free. "He helped me, if it wasn't for him who knows what would have happened to me!"
I looked at her from the shadows. I started to loosen my grip but I still couldn't quite trust him so I've put him on the ground and help his face in place and looked at him with my x-ray vision, determined to know who he is so I can keep an eye on him.
The mask started to disappear in front of my eyes when a young face looked at me trying to recognize who is standing in front of him with this familiar voice. I gasped, immediately letting him go.
I walked back until I felt the wall pressed to my back, I slid down and buried my face in my knees. He and M.J. exchanged confused looks. They said something I didn't really listen to. After a while I heard M.J saying thank you to him and then she was gone.
He started walking towards me "Are you ok?"
I gave him a somewhat hysterical laugh "Peachy".
"What happened? Who are you?"
I buried my face even deeper "Lets just say that what happened is I found out who you are".
He stopped in the middles of his step. Just above me, blocking a little of the rain. "Wh- What do you mean by that?" his voice was panicked.
"Did you ever hear about a meteor shower in Smallville, Kansas?" I 'asked my legs'. God, I can't believe I'm doing this. I have to. I think, I think it's the right choice, he'll know what it's like. I can trust him. I'm sure I can. if he really did save M.J. and that little boy, he'll know what it's like.
"Emm yeah, A friend of mine said something about it, but he didn't talk about it much." he still doesn't knows it's me.
"My fault, it was my fault"
Spiderman sat next to me "The meteor shower?"
I took a deep breath, trying to fight the tightness in my throat. "Everyone that got hurt by them, all the people that died or mutated, everything"
"How's that?"
I started breathing hard "It gave me life. It gave me life while taking life from most of the town and I don't think that my life worth more then the most of the town. It's my entire fault."
"I still don't see how's that make it your fault. It happened! Whether you like it or not. You just need to be happy something good happened to you, because from what I understand if it hadn't, it would have given pain anyway and nothing good would have came out of it"
"But maybe without me it wouldn't have happened at all"
"How the hell can you say that?!"
I turned my face so my cheek was on my knee and my head was turned from him "You don't know the whole story"
I could feel him shifting uncomfortably next to me. He laid his hand on my arm "Who are you?"
I sighed and turned around "I'm a freak" I moved my eyes up and down his costume "apparently, you ain't so guilty free in that area, Parker" I stood and started to walk away.
"Clark????!!!!" Peter was stunned "But, but. how? You were so strong"
"You weren't lacking yourself."
Peter immediately got up "How? What? How.?"
He just looked at me trying to speak when I said "I don't want to talk about it right now but what I o want to know is what's your deal?"
"I, emmm. I- I mean, I'm not, I think, not entirely human, I mean I used to be. Until the accident that well, I guess, mutated me. I think. All I know is that it altered my genetic structure, it's not exactly stable right now, but I'm part human, part spider and it's haunting me. I can't turn my back on it. That's what I am and some times it's really scary."
"What do you mean? Haunts him? Turn his back on it? How? What? Ha???
"My uncle" Oh, that's it.
"When we were in your room, you said it was your fault, why's that?"
He sighed " When it just begun, when I turned into - this" He looked at his hands lifting them up to eye level "this - whatever I am now. I was selfish, I thought. I thought that maybe I could make some quick cash"
"Most people think that. all the people who mutated in town usually turned into crime"
"No! I wasn't a criminal! My aunt and uncle raised me to be a good man and that's what I'm planning to be! I just - I entered a boxing contest. Whne it was finished, the fight I mean, I had a fight with the manager. When he got robbed and the robber ran past me I could have stopped him! I could! But I didn't, I was selfish. I thought why bother? I'm not a cop, why try and stop him. so I didn't and he ran away. When I got home I saw the police in my house, apparently a burglar burst in, my uncle tried to stop him but he was armed. He killed Uncle Ben." his voice faded and he started sniffing softly, when he continued with the story his voice was rough "The police told me that he was in a shed surrounded by the police. I didn't know who he was but I wanted him first - and I got him first - when I arrived I grabbed him and took of his mask. It was the mugger from the arena. The stupid mugger from the arena!" Oh God. Peter took off his mask and looked it "You know, it's the first time I used this costume to fight crime. If I only acted 'the hero' a little sooner I would have saved him, and he wouldn't be dead." Peter looked up at me "He died because I turned my back in my responsibilities, I turned my back and someone else paid the price, my Uncle, who loved me paid the price!" Oh God. "My uncle had this saying 'With great power comes great responsablity' that was when I realized what he meant"
"You know Peter, that pep talk you gave me a few minutes ago about how it isn't my fault would be perfect here"
He made a soft laugh, and tried to change the subject "so, the meteors gave you life? How?"
I turned my head forward, no longer seeing the street. I saw mom and dad hugging me and telling me I'm a gift from the stars. "I don't know where's my birth parents or why they gave me away, I don't even know if they're still alive. But I know that they weren't from here."
"Here?"
"Earth"
His eyes opened wide "oh. you're an alien????"
"Pretty sure I am. Mom and dad found me in a middle of a field near a spaceship right after the shower."
He looked at me with disbelief. I sighed and looked around, I spotted a knife on the floor that one of the attackers must have dropped, I've been planning to pick it up anyway. I raised the knife, showed it to Peter and turned it around in my hand. With one swift motion I flung the knife smashing it on my chest. It fell to the ground, shattered to tiny pieces.
"See?"
He gasped and struggled to breath, watching the shattered knife. "How?? What??"
I sighed, he was beginning to sound like a broken record. I shrugged "I don't know, it always took a lot to bruise me, but lately I found out that barely nothing does. Even bullets doesn't hurt me anymore"
"Anymore?"
"The first time I got shot I got really painful bruises, really, not nice"
"Bruises. from bullets!!!"
"Yeah I know, my parents reacted the same when I returned home that day."
"Who shot you?"
I shrugged again "It's a really long story"
He got up "so we better find a dry place to sit in" he flashed me a smile and wore his mask again "You need a lift"
"I'm quite heavy"
"I'm pretty strong" he stretched his arm.
"I don't know about this" I grabbed his hand "well, at least I won't get hurt if you drop me."
He stretched his hand up and grabbed me tightly as a web shot from his wrist and suddenly we were in the air.
TBC soon.
I'll stop now, to long and people are waiting for me to post this already.
So tune in for the next chapter when the boys continue to share their exploits in crime fighting(
