Hammerhead piled up his documents into a cabinet. No more big man bossin' me around. Rumors of spiderman comin' back. Need a distraction for that web

crawler. Hammerhead had a brilliant plan. If executed, he would become the new crime lord. A tall, dark brown haired woman in a grey jumpsuit entered his

office. "Who you s'pposed to be?" Hammerhead asked. "And how did you get passed security?!" Hammerhead asked as he reached in his coat pocket for his

knife. "I want to propose an alliance" the woman said. "I can get you what you want, but I need you to get me what I want." she continued. "Okay what is

it?" Hammerhead relaxed his grip on his knife. "And wait a minute, what's a pretty girl like you doing without a name?" Hammerhead teased. "My name

is grey hound" she said. Hammerhead smiled "Continue".

Peter woke up at 11 in the morning. The first thing that came to his mind was calling Gwen. She picked up on the second bell. Peter leaped with joy. "Hi

Gwen, I'm sorry about what I said on friday-" Peter was cut off when Gwen said "It's okay". Peter was surprised. "So uh, about the spring dance.." Peter

said. "I'll just not go" Gwen sighed. "No, no I was wondering.. if.." Peter paused. C'mon don't screw this up, this is the woman you love. Tell her. "I was

wondering if you would go with me" Peter said. His heart raced. "Really?" Gwen whispered, barely believing what had happened. "Of course. I-need to

tell you a something. I was in a tough position but I know what I want more than anything else". "And what's that?" She asked nervously. Take this opportunity. You won't

regret it. "I want to be with you" Peter said. Gwen felt as if she could fly. She never thought Peter would say those words. "So, will you go with me?" Peter asked, finding it

difficult to breathe. "Of course" Gwen said, a little too quickly. Peter felt as if a mountain was taken off his shoulders. All the stress he was carrying, the entire year, it was all

gone. All because he made a move. "But there's one problem" Gwen said pausing. "The last day for tickets was friday". Peter didn't care, he would pull some strings, pay

someone for two tickets. "Don't worry, I'll find a way" Peter said, determined. Gwen was surprised yet again. "We don't-have to go. You don't have to get tickets." Gwen said,

trying to be nice. Even though she hoped more than ever, that Peter and her would go. "No. I wouldn't miss a chance like this, not even if spiderman was posing for a

picture" Peter said, feeling proud of himself. "Wow" she whispered. Gwen loved Peter. She could not fathom what she was feeling. "I love you" Peter said. "I love you too"

Gwen said. They exchanged goodbyes and Peter hung up. He jumped up and accidentally hit the ceiling. There was a thump but he responded "I'm okay" when aunt May

asked what the racket was. I'm not okay. I'm more than okay. I'm in love. Peter's heart soared at the thought of Gwen. When she smiled at him, it felt like the sun got

brighter. He wouldn't care if him and Gwen were the only people on earth. He walked downstairs and aunt May wished him a good morning. The news was on. "Sources say,

spiderman is responsible for the prevention of a bank robbery just yesterday. There has been quite some confirmation. He left behind webbing and a card saying 'courtesy of

your friendly neighborhood spiderman'. There have also been a few eye witness accounts-" The reporter continued. Peter smiled as he munched on his breakfast. He savored

his pancakes and told aunt May they were great. Except the last one, it was burnt. Peter kept this to himself. "I'm going to the bugle" Peter said, ready to do some crime

research. "Okay be home soon" aunt May said as she kissed his forehead.

Peter took a cab because his detective work required Peter Parker. He approached his partner, Peter kept forgetting his name. "Patchy" Peter whispered into the ears of his

ally. The orange haired man turned around and looked carefully around the room. "I have a new story, I just don't have pictures to prove it." Patchy said. "Don't worry about

the pictures, I have your back" Peter reassured. "Alright" Patchy nodded and said "Supposedly there is this new criminal calling herself grey hound". Peter nodded, pretending

this was new information. "She's working for Hammerhead. I posed as the waiter and planted a recording device on the side of the tray. I heard their conversation. Grey

hound wants to bust someone out of jail and Hammerhead does too. But for some reason, Grey hound is good with security so she's going to steal something from the police.

The access codes to the prison gates." Peter nodded as Patchy continued. "Hammerhead is offering her money in a contract to kill spiderman. She is one of a few hired.

Hammerhead is going to have her steal some time tonight. The location is the main police station in midtown." Patchy said. "That's all I know, there was too much static.

Static, someone must have been carrying some sort of radio. The static interfered with Patchy's connection. There can be more to the story. "Okay thanks" Peter said as he

left the Bugle. I need to find out who Grey Hound is. Criminals don't just show up. She must have some link to these guys. With crime so high, a rookie wouldn't just pop up.

I'll take a hair sample to the lab and try to narrow down who she is. Peter changed into spiderman in an alley. He shot webs and decided he would pass time until Grey hound

would strike later. Peter stopped a man from robbing a grocery store. He came from behind and disarmed the man. Then he shot a web and attached the man's body to a

street light. Peter stopped minor crimes like this all day. Finally, the plan would would hatch. The sun set and Peter finished his lunch on a rooftop. Patchy gave Peter a call.

"Okay they're doing it!" Patchy said. Peter thanked him and told him to stay safe. Peter said he would take pictures from the roof. Peter Parker and Patchy wouldn't have to

meet. Peter landed on a roof a few buildings away from the police station. He watched Grey hound enter from an air vent on the police station. Peter entered through a

window. Great, I lost her already. Peter tried to locate the air vent Grey hound had used but there were too many. There must be some control room. That's where she's

going to take the access codes. Peter searched and ran through multiple hallways. Two cops were eating doughnuts and turning a corner. Must avoid being seen. Too much

confusion. Peter leaped to the ceiling and waited for the cops to pass. Peter would explain to George Stacey some other time. He heard movement in the air vent next to him.

Lucky me. He followed the sound of crawling in the air vent until a wall blocked him. He jumped down to see a door with the sign "Authorized personnel only". This is so the

control room. Peter waited and soon he heard two thuds. Two guards, unconscious. Spider sense, Peter opened the door and was kicked in the face. He landed on

his back. "Not one for a hello" Peter said as he got up. Grey hound stood in front of him. "This just gets easier and easier" Grey hound said. Oh really? Peter reached inside his

costume and speed dialed 911. Grey hound stared at him with confusion. "The costume is a tight fit okay, give me a second." I have to warn the cops without letting Grey

hound know. Peter felt that someone was on the other line. He kept the phone without speaker so Grey hound wouldn't hear. "You don't realize this is a big deal. You take

out two guards in the room that says 'AUTHORIZED PERSONNEL ONLY' in the main headquarters of the new york police department. You came all the way in midtown for

what?" I'm letting the police know what the situation is and i'm negotiating. I just need a hair sample. "That isn't your concern" Grey hound snapped. She threw a punch and

Peter dodged. She pulled out a new, shorter whip and swung at Peter's waist. Peter jumped up and saw his chance. He leaped in Grey hound's direction and pulled a piece of

hair out. Grey hound held her head as if Peter set it on fire. Peter tried to trip her from behind but she spun with the whip. Peter tripped and hit his head against the ground.

Grey hound brought both her hands up and gripped the whip tight. "This is for d" Grey hound whispered. Peter couldn't hear the entire sentence because she brought the whip

down. Peter rolled to the side and the whip made a loud crack as it hit the ground. She's trying to kill me for her boss. Her boss' name must start with a 'd'. Donald trump?

Grey hound unleashed a volley of punches, must of which Peter avoided. She's really serious about killing me, but why?! Peter held tight onto the hair he had taken from Grey

hound. Grey hound kicked the side of his face and then his stomach with her other leg. "Why so furious?" Peter asked. "I was offered a chance to take your bounty. And I-my

boss wants to make you suffer" Grey hound said. Peter was trying to wrap his head around what she said. All the people that have a grudge against me are in jail. Right?!

Peter heard footsteps and turned to see shadows. Cops approached from both directions of the hallway. Grey hound stopped punching Peter. Finally. There were two groups of

three cops. "Put your hands up" Commissioner George Stacy said with a stern expression . Peter shot a web to block the door behind grey hound. She looked around slowly.

"She has the access codes to the prison and she's going to bust someone out" Peter said as he stood up. "Don't make any quick moves or we will shoot" George Stacey

continued. Grey hound frowned as she slowly raised her hands-no her fists. She quickly brought her hands down and multiple pellets hit the ground. Smoke billowed and

Peter could hear George Stacey's voice "Don't shoot! I repeat do NOT fire." Peter looked and saw movement above him. He heard some sort of a charged substance. A piece

of the ceiling collapsed. The room was covered with smoke but the movement cleared some of it. As the ceiling collapsed, Peter heard a cop yell out. At the corner of his eye,

he saw Grey hound jump through a hole in the ceiling. Peter hoped the cop was alright but Grey hound could endanger all the cops in new york. He jumped after her. She

must have the information stored on a USB. Peter saw her leap from rooftop to rooftop. Peter shot webs and stayed hot on her trail. He shot a web at her body and she was

pinned to a roof. "Now, give me answers!" Peter yelled. She spat at his mask. Peter clenched his fist, remembering he still had her hair in his hand. "What's your damage?!"

Grey hound replied "You're an idiot!". That explains nothing. Grey hound was stalling, she reached into her pocket and took out pellets. "Who are you taking out of jail?!"

Peter demanded. "Who is your boss and what the heck did I do to her!?" Peter yelled. Grey hound moved quickly and Peter's spider sense went off. Peter saw a pellet inches

away from his face and to his surprise, it blew up. Peter fell back off the roof and hit a fire escape railing. He clenched the hair sample tight. Peter smashed into a wall and

landed face first onto the floor of an alleyway. A lot of his costume was ripped. His bones ached and his skin burned. Not to mention the fact she got away. Away with security

codes to set every criminal free. At least I have the hair sample. Peter shot webs and returned to the police station. There was an ambulance outside, only one cop was

critically injured. She tried to kill me. What does she have against me?! Peter looked at George Stacey and landed in front of him. "She got away" Peter said shaking his head.

"It's alright. There's not much we can do now. I've sent multiple S.W.A.T. teams surrounding the prison. She's probably already inside. Lets hope no one gets outside" George

Stacey said placing his hand on Peter's shoulder. I'll be there in half an hour" Peter said. Now to find out what grey hound is. Peter swung quickly into his neighborhood. He

changed clothes in his backyard and hopped over the fence. He rang the bell and said hello to aunt May. "Peter your face is red. What happened?" aunt May asked. "It's

nothing, not sure how it happened" Peter said. She gave him a weird look and he awkwardly walked upstairs. He grabbed the hair sample and placed it under his microscope.

Aunt May always told me it was a waste of money. We'll see about that. Peter switched on the microscope and turned the dials. He switched from high power and low power.

This is weird, Peter grew frustrated. He couldn't see any cells. Did it burn? No, even if it did, some of the cells would be here. Besides, I was holding it tight...So what's

wrong?! Peter continued to adjust the microscope for a few minutes. Then it hit him. I can't see any cells. I carefully took hair from her head so there's no way it's not hers.

It's not real hair. She's wearing a wig! She's too young to be losing hair, she looks like she's in her twenty's. She must be hiding her real identity. But why?! She has the mask

and the jumpsuit. This time, I'll take off the wig. Peter was took a little pride in his detective abilities. Now to visit George Stacey and tell h-Peter looked at the time. It was

half an hour from midnight. There's no way aunt May is going to let me leave. I have to go but-Peter sighed. He went downstairs and wished aunt May goodnight. Peter went

into his room and turned the lights off. He yawned, time to hit the hay. Peter picked up his sheets and covered his bed. Time to pretend i'm hitting the hay. Peter tucked

clothes under his sheets and over his pillow. He arranged them so it appeared Peter Parker was turned to the side, sleeping. Peter put on his Spiderman costume and jumped

out the window. He closed the window from outside. No more evidence, check. This is gonna be a long night.

Note: I'm going to try to post a chapter every other day. Posting every day is going to rush me and that way the chapters are longer and more developed. I hope you enjoyed!