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ps: I hope this chapter is up to par with my others ones, because I'm seriously considering rewriting this chapter, but anyway enjoy.


Chapter 6: The Daily Bugle

Saturday: 8:00 am Parker Household

"Peter I understand that you are a young teen and you want what all teens want, but I'm sorry I can't spare any money at this time we're tight as it is now I'm late for work…I love you dear see you later tonight" said Aunt May as she kissed Peter on his forehead and left for her job at the homeless shelter.

'Dammit' thought Peter watching his Aunt leave. With all of his recent activities as Spider-Man his web fluid supply was starting to run low and he needed to buy the supplies to make more, but there lies the problem he had no money. Peter was interrupted from his internal monologue by his cell phone vibrating.

"Hello…hey Gwen…coffee bean….wait you're buying right…I'll be there in ten" said Peter hanging up his phone. Rushing up to his room peter took off his clothes and put on his Spider-man outfit, but then he remembered he has a low supply, which means no web swinging unless in an emergency.

'Dammit, looks like I'm taking the bus… great" said Peter as he put on his street clothes on over his Spider-Man outfit.


Coffee Bean

"Gwen….I need a job any ideas" asked Peter sipping on the coffee that Gwen had bought for him.

"Um how about working here…you like coffee and I can visit you" replied Gwen, but as she said that a commotion was coming from the front counter.

"HEY WISE GUY I DIDN"T ORDER THIS" yelled a customer throwing his coffee across the counter.

"Yeah so I can deal with guys like that no thanks" replied Peter, but then a new voice interjected in Gwen and Peter's conversation.

"How about putting that big brain of yours to work and start your own Homework help line" said Harry walking up to Gwen and Peter's table and sitting down.

"Hey Harry"

"Sup Peter…Gwen" said Harry

"Harry" she replied

"Uh Gwen what's with the shades" asked Harry commenting on Gwen's thick black shades covering her eyes.

"I'm creating a new image for myself" she replied knowing that Harry would catch her meaning

"Whatever" he said.

"Uhhhh….Is something going on here that I don't know about….you two are acting weird" said peter wondering what was going on with his best friend and girlfriend.

"Nothing" they both replied quickly a little bit too quickly

"Uhhh...okay" said Peter 'I'll find out later' he thought "a Homework help line…very promising Harry….anything else"

"Well you could….." started Gwen, but at that moment Peter zoned out.

'UH OH Spider-sense' thought peter looking for the danger, outside the coffee bean he saw a convertible speed past and it was being followed by two police cars, who had their lights blaring.

"Ow…my….uh...Uh…my stomach….where's the bathroom" asked peter faking a stomach ach.

"Uhh it's down the hall to the left…you okay" replied Gwen getting concerned.

"Yeah I just need to use the bathroom be right back" said Peter getting up from his seat and heading for the bathroom, leaving Gwen and Harry alone.

"So" said Harry

"So" replied Gwen sipping her coffee.


Locking the door behind himself Peter took off his street clothes revealing his Spider-man suit beneath his clothes. Putting on his mask and gloves, He opened the window and jumped out swinging after the car.


"Precinct…this car 22…suspects are heading west on Concord we are in pursuit, suspects are armed and they have a hostage with them, request back up"

"Car 22 this is Precinct…proceed with caution, Back up is on the way" came the voice over the dispatch.

Swinging high in the air Spider-man saw the convertible that was being chased. Deciding to swing lower to better asses the situation, he saw that there were three guys. The driver, a guy in the passenger's seat with a shotgun, and another in the backseat with a pistol pointed at a woman's head.

"First things first separating the hostage from the crazies" said Spider-man swinging even lower until he was almost over the convertible.


"YO! Diablo we got company" yelled the guy with the hostage.

"Who the cops I see em" replied Diablo the driver

"Not them it's the bug"

"Damn, what the hell are you two doing sittin there….SHOOT HIM DOWN!" yelled Diablo. Wasting n o time the two criminals began to unload there weapons at Spider-man. Spider-man feeling his spider-sense buzz, started to dodge the bullets as they neared him. Swinging closer to the speeding car he shot a web line at the hostage and pulled her out of the car and into his awaiting arms.

"AHHHHHH OH MY GOD!" she yelled feeling herself being pulled out of the car and into Spider-man's arms

"Hi" he said "Brace yourself this may be a bumpy landing". At the height of his swing Spider-man tossed the woman in the air and shot a wide and thick patch of webbing that resembled a net.

"AAAAHHHHHHHHHH…..Oomph" went the woman as she landed in the net safely.

'Glad that worked….now time to wrap this up' he thought as he started to swing after the car again.

"HERE HE COMES AGAIN" yelled the guy with the shotgun as he unloaded more rounds.

"KEEP SHOOTIN AT HIM" yelled Diablo

Spider-man swung low and fired two globs of webbing at the guns clogging their weapons. Landing on the trunk of the convertible Spider-man leaned to the side and shot a web at the tires, which caused the car to start skidding until it came to a sudden stop after crashing into a light pole. The three thugs jumped out of the damaged car and tried to run away, but Spider-man was too fast. He pounced on one thug and shot a web at another and yanked him in for a punch to the face. The thug he pounced on was trying to get up, but he was greeted with a boot to the face from Spider-man. Looking over his shoulder he saw the driver trying to run away, but at that moment the driver was punched in the face, by a civilian that was watching what was going on. The Driver was so busy running away from Spider-man that he didn't see a tall, well built, guy in his mid to late twenties waiting there with a punch ready.

"TAKE THAT YA BUM!" yelled the guy. Spider-man heard the cops nearing the scene, so he quickly webbed up the three thugs, but before he left he looked at the guy that took out the driver.

"Thanks" said Spider-man

"No problem web-head" the man replied. Spider-Man fired a web and swung off


The police arrived on the scene and began to arrest the three thugs, but the real attention was on the girl in the net webbing. She was still in the net webbing that was in-between two buildings. She looked over the edge of the net and was immediately hit with a sense of vertigo.

'Oh God I'm going to die up here' she thought

"HEY SOMEONE GET ME DOWN!" she yelled. Peeking over the net again she saw that no one was around to hear her screaming.

'Great I'm in one of the most populated cities known to man and there's no one around oh the irony' she thought to herself.

"SOMEBODY HELP ME!" she yelled again. The guy who had knocked out the driver was walking past when he heard the sound of someone yelling. He stopped for a moment and then looked up to see in a woman in a net.

"Jeez…HEY LADY YOU OKAY" the man yelled to her.

"DOES IT LOOK LIKE I'M OKAY YOU BLOCKHEAD, THAT SPIDER-JERK LEFT ME UP HERE!" she yelled "GO GET SOMEONE"

"WHY"

"WHY DO YOU THINK…SO I CAN GET DOWN DAMMIT"

"Has anybody ever told you that you have a wonderful personality" he said to himself.

"HEY I HEARD THAT…..WHEN YOU'RE STUCK IN A NET HIGH IN THE AIR YOU HAVE A RIGHT TO BE PISSED!"

"JUMP"

"ARE YOU CRAZY I'M NOT JUMPING"

"WELL THEN I GUESS YOU'RE GONNA BE UP THERE FOR A WHILE" he said turning around and pretending to walk away.

"HEY WAIT DON"T LEAVE"

"JUMP THEN... I'LL CATCH YOU"

The woman weighed her options but ultimately she decided to trust the guy on the ground.

"FINE BUT IF YOU DON"T CATCH ME"

"I WILL…..TRUST ME" he replied

"Alright…..1….2….3!" on the count of three she closed her eyes and jumped out of the web and landed in the arms of the guy below.

"See I told you I would catch you" he said

"Yeah….thanks….I" she started but then had to stop because she had opened her eyes and looked into the blue eyes of her rescuer. Setting her down on her feet both the guy and girl got a good look at each other was taken aback by how attractive they were to each other. The guy was about 6'3 mid to late twenties, built like an ox, and had a 5 o'clock shadow, but she didn't mind, she liked guys with a little stubble. While she was checking him out, he was checking her out. She was about 5'9, brunette hair, hazel eyes, slender neck, tanned skin, long legs, and a body that would stop traffic; needless to say both were intensely attracted to each other.

"I-I-I would've been stuck up there all day if you hadn't have come" she said still staring into his eyes and leaning a little bit closer.

"W-Well it's no problem miss" started the guy as he leaned in ever so slightly

"It's Green…my name is Debbie Green…what's yours"

"The name's Grimm, Benjamin Grimm, but most people call me Ben Grimm" he replied, while staring into her eyes and smiling.


Swinging through the city Spider-man started in the direction of the coffee bean hoping that no one noticed that he had been gone a long time, but knowing how the old parker luck worked, he knew they'd probably be pissed.

'I've been gone so long I hope they're still in the coffee shop' he thought, but Spider-man was broken out of his internal monologue by a loud click that came from his web shooters.

"OH NO…AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" yelled Spider-man as he fell, because he ran out of webs. Spider-man fell and landed on an air conditioner vent on top of an apartment building.

"OW…that hurt, Damn that the last of my web fluid, I need money and I need it fast" he said to himself, but as he was getting up he looked across the street at a billboard on top of another building, and he smiled to himself.

"Well ask and ye shall receive" he said, while smiling.


Finally making it back to the coffee bean Peter climbed through the window and changed back into his clothes. Opening the door he was greeted by an angry line of people who were waiting to use the restroom.

"Uhhh sorry bad Taco meat"

"OUT OF THE WAY KID!" yelled a fat man pushing past Peter and slamming the restroom door shut. Walking back to the table, he saw that Mary Jane had arrived.

"Hey MJ" he said sitting back down in his chair.

"Hey Pete"

"Man Pete you've been gone a long time….that must've been some stomach pain buddy" said Harry

"Yeah bad Taco meat…but listen…" started Peter before being interrupted by Gwen.

"Wait, before you say anything I think we know the perfect job for you"

"That's what I was about to tell you guys I know what I want to do, but MJ I'm gonna need a huge favor…..Can I please have your camera" asked Peter

"Sure…I don't even use it anymore...It's all yours but I didn't know you like photography" she said taking out a small camera from her purse, and handing it to Peter

"I don't but I need money and I'm desperate" replied Peter

"Who do you plan on taking pictures of" asked Harry

"Spider-Man" was Peter's reply

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAH!" was the sound of his friends and girlfriend laughing at him.

"Did I say something funny?"

"Peter Professionals having been trying to get this guy's picture for months and no one has come close" said Gwen

"So" he replied

"So how do you some guy off the street who has never taken a picture in his life, gonna get a photo of Spider-man" said Harry

"You let me worry about that Harry…I want all of you guys to remember this moment because I'm gonna make you eat your words…I will get photos of Spider-man trust me"

"Care to wager on that Mr. Parker" replied Harry.

"Stakes"

"If you win and get a photo of Spider-Man I'll come to school in a dress, but if I win you have wear a dress to school"

"Oh...Harry…my best friend….you have no idea how royally screwed you are" replied Peter with a smile.


"Cheese" said Spider-man as he posed in front of camera by sticking to a wall. Doing a few more acrobatic stunts in the air, he took a few more pictures of himself before decided that was enough.

"Now all I have to do is develop…..and….crap…I can't take these to a regular photo place to develop these pictures….too many question like how did I get them…..not to mention I have no money to put them nor to get them out…..only if there was someway I can learn how to develop my film from inside my own home…..this looks like a job for…...the internet" said Spider-man as he made his way home to do some research.


Later that Day: Daily Bugle

"BROCK WHAT THE HELL IS THIS" roared J. Jonah Jameson tossing the blurry photos of Spider-man on the desk.

"Uh…J.J. those are the Spider-man photos you asked for" replied Eddie Brock

Eddie Brock was a 18 yr old teen and was the youngest person working at the Daily Bugle. Brock was average height for a 18yr old teen, but he had an athletic frame that suggested that he worked out heavily on his free time, he had dark blond hair, tan complexion, and was fairly good looking, also he was the best photographer the Bugle had despite his age.

"NO THIS IS CRAP BROCK PURE AND SIMPLE CRAP!" yelled Jameson

"Sorry JJ this Spider freak is too fast by the time I get there he's already gone and besides no paper in town has a photo of this clown so I don't think it's any thing to…." Stated Brock before he was interrupted by Jameson.

"That's you problem Brock you don't think, I don't settle for mediocrity, I don't care about other papers I care about mine, which is why I placed a Billboard ad: 600 Dollar Reward Money for Exclusive Photo of Spider-man; and I've gotten 5 hits so far" said Jameson

"B-But JJ that's my job….I'm your photographer"

"No it was your job…and you were my photographer….your new job is to try to get your old job back….besides Brock….you've been slacking….It's about time for someone to light a fire under you ass and what better fire than competition" replied Jameson.

"JJ…..you know this is my only job…I can't afford to lose…" but he was cut off again.

"Should I get you a violin Brock….look don't blame me, Blame Spider-man for not posing for you…..NOW GET OUT OF HERE AND GET ME PHOTOS!" yelled Jameson shooing Eddie Brock out of his office.


Slamming the door behind him; Brock stormed past Betty Brant, Jameson's assistant and he bumped into a kid about a few years younger than himself.

"Watch where you're going" Brock growled out

"I could say the same to you" replied Peter walking up to Betty Brant's desk. Betty Brant a very cute 20yr old Brunette that was wearing a tight green blouse and black skirt greeted Peter with a smile.

"Hello how may I help you" she asked

"Um hello…uh….Betty my name is Peter Parker and I'm here about the Spider-Man photos" he answered

"Okay…hold on…Mr. Jameson ….there's someone out here who has photos of Spider-man" she said talking through the intercom on her desk.

"WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR BRANT AN INVITATION SEND HIM IN NOW!" yelled Jameson through the intercom

"He'll see you now"

"I heard…thanks Betty" said Peter walking to the door.

"Good luck" she replied going back to her work.


Inside Jameson's Office

"YOU"RE JUST A KID!" yelled Jameson as he looked at Peter, when he walked into his office.

"So"

"So….grrrrrrrr…..I'm sick of working with kids…I deal with Brock on a daily basis….and now you show up" growled Jameson.

"Well if you want Mr. Jameson I could leave" said Peter turning around

"Sit down and Shut up…. show me the photos kid"

'Jackass' thought peter as he sat down and pulled out a photo of himself in his spider-man outfit sticking to a wall. Jameson snatched the photo and looked at it. Looking up from the picture Jameson gave Peter a piercing look

"What's your name kid?"

"Parker, Peter Parker"

"Well Parker these photos are…..CRAP!...I'll give you 50 bucks for it"

"But your billboard said 600" replied Peter

"It also said Quality photos" replied Jameson

"No it didn't it said 600 dollars for any photos of Spider-Man…I read it twice"

"Well kid you need glasses…look Parker when you have your own company you can make and break your own rules like I'm doing now….So I'll give you 50 take it or leave it" said Jameson leaning back

'Damn him…..but I need my web fluid…but I'm gonna get even with this guy' thought Peter as he glared at Jameson.

"Ha….Kid my wife's glare is much scarier…so what's it gonna be Porker"

"That's Parker….fine I'll take it" he said through clinched teeth.

"That's more like it" replied Jameson taking out his check book and writing a 50 dollar check, "Give this to the girl out front have her stamp it and there ya go kid your first 50 dollars" said Jameson, "ROBBIE!" he yelled. A few seconds later Robbie entered the office.

"Yeah Jonah"

"Take this photo and run it…..Headline: Masked Menace Spider-Man Still at Large" said Jameson

"He's not a menace but I'll take care of it Jonah" replied Robbie but before he could take the photo Peter snatched it away, going over to Jameson's desk he snatched the rest of his photo's and went towards the door.

'No….I'm not gonna let this guy walk all over me' thought Peter as he exited Jameson's office.


Peter hurried out of the office and passed Betty who was at her desk, a few seconds later Jameson exited the office with an angry look on his face.

"PARKER WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING GIVE ME MY PHOTOS" yelled Jameson. Stopping in his tracks Peter turned to face the angry Jameson

"Wrong these are my photos and if you're gonna cheat me then I'll take these photos elsewhere"

"HEY I PAID FOR THOSE PHOTOS BRAT!"

"Well Mr. Jameson when you have the photos you can break any rule you want, and I don't want your measly 50 bucks I can get more for these on the internet or from any other paper in the city" replied Peter.

"Do you know who I am boy….one phone call from me and no one will accept anything you're selling"

"Fat chance of that happening…..like anybody is gonna listen to a hack like you"

"WATCH YOUR MOUTH BOY"

"I don't have to listen to you, See Mr. Jameson what we have here is a classic case of supply and demand….I have the supply and you and every media outlet in this city has the demand" said Peter with a smile on his face.

"Fine..…..What do you want for them" Jameson Growled, knowing that Peter was right.

"I want the 600 dollars promised…and…and ….I want a job, with benefits"

'That should piss him off' thought Peter.

"You want to work here"

"No not really, but I need money and the only reason why I considered working here is because my uncle before he died used to read your paper everyday so there must be something good about it….so Mr. Jameson the ball's in your court either you can give me the 600 dollars promised and gainful employment or you can wave bye bye to your paper as one of your competitors receives these photos and puts you out of business" said Peter staring Jonah in the eyes.

Looking around the office Jameson saw all eyes were on him.

"WHAT ARE YOU JERKS DOING GET BACK TO WORK AND YOU IN MY OFFICE NOW!" yelled Jameson storming back into his office with Peter not far behind.

'I like this guy' thought Ben Urich

'I like this guy' thought Betty Brant

'I hate that guy' thought Eddie Brock


Jameson's Office

"I hope you enjoyed that little stunt out there because It will never happen again"

"Hey You…" started peter

"SHUT UP!...I'm not finished, you embarrassed me Parker, and I cannot in good conscious keep someone like you on staff not good for morale…My word is law and if you don't abide by that law then you get a foot in the ass on the way out of the door….But…..unfortunately you are quite right you do have the photos….and I want….…need those photos so here's what I'll do I want all of your photos and future photos exclusively and for all of the good quality photos, you get a hundred dollars 5 photos Is as high as I'll go in a week's time and Parker that's a more than generous deal"

"Does that mean I have a job here"

"No…..you do not have job here….you're a freelancer…..now do we have a deal"

"I accept your deal Mr. Jameson…for now" replied Peter handing Jameson the photo from earlier

"I'll bring the rest of the photos that I have tomorrow" he continued while rising from the chair. Jameson pulled out his checkbook and wrote a check and gave it to Peter.

"Fine now get out of here" said Jameson with a slight edge in his voice. Peter with a smile on his face grabbed the check, turned and left the office.

'Smart Kid…...reminds me of myself at his age…...he's going to be trouble I can feel it' thought Jameson as a small almost microscopic smile crossed his face.


Slamming Jameson's door shut Peter looked around to see all of the Daily Bugle employee's looking at him.

"Hey" a voice whispered to him, turning to the sound he saw Betty Brant waving him over.

"Yeah"

"You are my hero nobody has ever talked to Mr. Jameson like that before"

"Well there's a first time for everything right….plus I don't like being cheated" replied Peter as he started for the elevator. Stepping onto the elevator Peter waited for the doors to close before he broke out into a dance because he had successfully got his first job and all the money he would need to restock on web fluid for the future and enough money to upgrade his small but growing lab.


End of Chapter 7: READ AND REVIEW I hope everyone enjoyed the chapter I was trying to re-imagine the Daily Bugle and Peter's relationship with it I hope it was believable, but like I said I'm considering rewriting it but that'll probably be later, but now we take a small break from all the spidey action b/c the next few chapters are an introduction/background to one of my favorite Marvel Teams: The Fantastic Four, so until then….

Time for another Character

Character Bio: J. Jonah Jameson

Name: John Jonah Jameson

Age: Late 30's early 40's

Skills: Investigative Journalist, and Editor

History/Personality: J. Jonah Jameson has never been a reasonable person but that does not make him a bad person. He has often been described as a man with a short fuse, he's grouchy, irritable, unreasonably, but through his thick exterior lies the heart of a decent human being. He got into the news business to report information to the public because the public has a right to know what's happening around them. He views Spider-man as a menace because of his wife's injuries sustained in his battle with the Shocker and because Spider-Man wears a Mask, but secretly Jameson is a tad bit jealous because Spider-man saved his wife and defeated the Shocker while he was on the ground helpless.

Next Up: Prelude to the Fantastic: Reed Richards