Author's Note: Hey guys, I'm trying to update more often since i keep getting more and more followers. I love all the reviews, makes me want to upload more. So finally in this chapter i bring in a character i've wanted to bring in for sooooo long (and it's so hard to write her "Hero" name because of the N with a ~ in it. BUT, finally she is here. The one and only _ (read to find out).

Chapter 10: A Series of Mysterious Events Part 1

Spider-Man sped through the city of New York, making sure to shoot out another web as soon as he came to the peak of the previous one. With Flint safely in the hands off Tony Stark for the time being, he was out to start investigating. He wasn't sure, but he had a strange feeling that the disappearance of Anya Sofia Corazon and the banishing of Flint Marco onto that island had something to do with what the small boy had told him. The Jackal… an unknown threat that hasn't popped up anywhere on any radar whatsoever… yet he had the skills to place such a powerful boy in seclusion without anyone knowing about it. But… the island was in the database of Oscorp… so they had to have had something to do with it.

Spidey crawled quickly to the top of Oscorp towers and was about to break in using the ventilation shafts, when suddenly there was a tingle of a spider sense.

"Whoa, what the heck is going on down there?" Spider-Man asked to himself. He back flipped off the roof and web-zipped to the side of Oscorp Towers. As he stood on the side of the building, he scanned the streets below. There was nothing to really see. That is until a huge green creature slammed into the ground, cratering it underneath him. After lifting an entire bus and launching it over his head, Spider-Man knew that there was only one thing that could cause this much mayhem without strain. That creature was…

"The hulk? What the heck is he doing!?" Spider-Man kicked off the Oscorp building and went speeding towards the not so jolly green giant.

"Yo Bruce, what's your deal-GAAH!" Spidey tried to talk but he was met with a clobbering fist to the face.

"Uggh… I'm gonna feel that one in the morning. Ouch, oh wait… it's already there. Ok, guess I need to follow him now." Spidey said. He spotted the Hulk on the run now, heading towards Time Square. Not good. The Hulk in the center of town with a lot of big screens, traffic, and people all over…

"Damn it. Slow down!" Spidey shouted. He jumped up from the ground and spun two webs to launch himself far in the air. The Hulk jumped into the air and started running along the side of the towering buildings. Once he got to the end, he kicked off of the side and went speeding higher into the sky.

"Just a suggestion, I don't think your corn is up here Mr. Green Giant. How bout we look somewhere else when you're not a big hunk of nasty."

"HULK. SMASH. FISH MAN. KILL. FISH MAN! KILL!"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa there buddy. Fish man? I think you've got the wrong comic. And what's this about kill? You've never been THAT violent. Oh… wait a sec." Suddenly the Hulk brought his hands to his face and started screaming as if he were in pain. Before Spidey could react, a long, rope-like object wrapped itself around the Hulk and latched onto him.

"RRRAAAAAHHHHHH! HULK SMASH SPIDER! HULK-GRRAAaaaaahhhhh!" He was pulled off of the rooftop and then was greeted by a hard boot to the face. The rope quickly zipped back to its' place of origin. He tried to latch onto the edge of the roof, but the another barrage of kicked forced him back, and it was a long way down. The impact was sure to knock banner out of his rage, but that wasn't the only concern Spidey had. Now he had the pleasure of wondering who the hell this girl was on the rooftops with him, and why she looks way too much like him.

She had extremely large black goggles with golden lenses to cover her eyes. Around her neck was a jeweled necklace. She had on an almost sleeveless white shirt with the insignia of a red spider stretching out on the front. Of course some of her perfectly shaped stomach was showing as the shirt flowed in the wind. She also had on very tight, black spandex that curved perfectly with her slender body.

"Well… that was weird." She said in a friendly voice. She bent over to check on her black and red running shoes and also tightened her black and red gloves. Trailing around the gloves were small pockets, and then around the back of her hands and knuckles was a pad form what looked like UFC type gloves. She got back up and reached into her red backpack, pulling out a juice box. Peter stared at her, dumbfounded.

"Um… who are you, what was that, and what the heck are you talking about?" Spider-Man exclaimed as he walked over to the edge of the building and looked down. The hulk was nowhere to be seen.

"Damn it, he's gone!" Spidey shouted. He was about to shoot a web and search for him, but then the girl spoke again.

"That's because as soon as he hit the ground, he disappeared. Looks to me like it was some time of advanced holographic technology. And judging by the way his path of destruction is no longer around, I'd say those were fake too. Someone planned this. But not just anyone. Its someone who is out to distract you, Spidey. The only question is, who? The only person I know that could have tech like this is tony Stark or Reed Richards. Of course, they go along the lines or robotics and chemical engineering. This is more like effects and illusions, which could only lead me to one person in particular that could possibly have a grudge on you. Quin-"

"NOW WAIT JUST A MINUTE HERE! What's with all the smart talk and the knowing everything and the costume and the rope and the 'this is something used to distract you and' blah blah blah! You still haven't answered MY questions! Who are you, and what was all that? And your costume, you know I could sue you for this if I wasn't such a nice guy." Spider-Man shouted. The girl smiled and then whipped her auburn ponytail to the side.

"Los Siento, Spider-Man. You can just call me Araña. I guess…" Araña moved closer to Spidey and then brought her lips to where his lips were in the mask.

"… you could call me one of your fans." She said suggestively. Spidey took a step back, and Araña could already tell he was blushing. Spider-Man scratched the back of his head.

Well it is nice to have a fan. But first thing's first… Spider-Man leapt off of the building top and right before he hit the ground he shot a web to the sky and slowed his fall. On the ground were three small balls that seemed to be damaged.

"Looks like the holograms came from these devices. I can take them back to my hou- I mean… base… and study them for a bit. Until then, I think you have some explaining to do." Spider-Man said. He turned and saw Araña hanging upside as if she were a spider. As if she were Spider-Man.

"Can I come?"

"Uuhhh…. No. I'd rather you not."

"Why not?"

"Well we kinda just met and I have no idea if I can even trust you or not. Anyone who goes running around dressed like a spider is bound to be a freak job. Oh… wait a sec." Suddenly, the three balls started glowing and slammed together, activating another hologram.

"Ahhahahaha, You may have seen through this one Spider-Man, but you will not win again! For I, The Great Mysterio, will be the harbinger of your demise!" The suited man in the hologram was unlike anything Spidey had seen before. His suit was scaled green and flowing from his back was a long purple cape. But the most interesting thing Spidey noticed was…

"Um… is that a fish bowl on your head? What's your deal?" Spidey asked. Mysterio grumbled and crossed his arms.

"You have ridiculed me for the last time, Spider-Man! Come find me at the amusement part on tomorrow and you will find out who I am. Of course, after that I will be forced… to kill you. Until then, SPIDER-MAN!" Mysterio threw a pellet onto the ground and a cloud of smoke appeared. He assumed the transmission would cut off then, but he was still on camera. Spidey crossed him arms, watching as Mysterio removed his hood. It was none other than the "famous" entertainer and special effects expert… Quentin Beck.

"Thank god that's over. It's so hard to breath in this thing! How dare he call this a fish bowl! It is a state of the art HUD helmet!" Quentin started to remove his suit, and that's when Spidey cleared his throat.

"Ahem. Listen sunshine, if you wanna go commando that's fine but PLEASE turn your camera off first! I don't wanna see old man bunns!" Spidey shouted. Quentin turned around quickly, covering his chest. He immediately smashed whatever he was using to record himself and cursed at the wind. Suddenly, Peter's phone rang. It was Gwen.

"Dang it. One sec." Spidey said. I clicked on the hands-free device in his ear and spoke.

"Hey baby, what's up? Peter said. Araña immediately crossed her arms and popped her hip as she gave Spidey a dirty look.

"Who is babe!?" she shouted. Peter jumped and put his finger to his lips.

~Peter, who's that?~

"Nobody, Gwen. It's just some girl."

"Some girl! Spidey, I am NOT just some girl!?"

~Spidey, did she just call you Spidey? Peter, what's going on?" Gwen asked. Peter quickly clicked the phone off and glared at Araña who had a cocky smile on her face.

"Uggh ok look. You need to chill out. I still don't know how to deal with all of this. You kind of came out of nowhere. I need to think." Peter said. Before he could react, Araña was already swinging through the air with impressive speed. He thought about just letting her be, but there was so much more he had to know. She had powers just like him, and last time her checked, only one genetically altered spider was out of it's home when he was bitten, and it died shortly after.

"H-hey! Wait up!"

Norman Osborn smiled as he watched Anya soar through the air like an angel. This was living proof that his formula was a success. There was no more need for any tests, no more need for questions, and no more need for setbacks. He held the vial of green in his hands, laughing on the inside. He looked at his hand that had been burnt by the green way back then… and could still see how his veins protruded more green than their usual blue. Sometime his head hurt, and sometimes he had ungodly nightmares. But that would be over soon.

"Is it ready?" Professor Warren asked as he looked closer at the vial. Norman nodded and then clicked open the vial. The scent was strong like alcohol, but the liquid was clearly a very powerful substance. He placed the vial in a small, secure pouch with five others and made his way out of the room.

"Yes, it is. With the success of Ms. Corazon, I believe we're ready to distribute it to the public. Warren, I want you to contact Mr. Cutter and tell him we have a very nice investment for him and his companies. Once this is on the market… well… Oscorp will be right back on the map…" Norman said. He closed the doors behind him and Warren finally allowed for a smile to creep onto his face. He took out his cell phone and started texting his contact. After a sequence of numbers was entered, a hologram shot out from the phone, and standing there was none other than Phineas Mason.

~Yes, Warren. What is it, I am very busy with our newest friend, Ms. Trainor.~

"Sir, Osborn says that the formula is now complete. He trusts me sir, I've seen the things he's done and… quite frankly they're incredible. Dangerous… but… incredible. I mean, his serum cured a girl of her Vrolik Syndrome. And even though the ramifications are… less than satisfactory… it's still very impressive. Should I send in a team to retrieve it and kill the Dr?" Warren asked. Phineas brought his aged hand up and shook his head.

~No. YOU have other matters to deal with. Very important matters. Your little sandbox project has been discovered. It's too dangerous to try and recover the boy now. Instead, I have something else I want you to look into.~

"Really? And what would that be, sir?

~The Spider-Man…~

"So, you wanna tell me where you're from exactly?" Spidey asked Araña as they sat on top of the Empire State building. She was laying down on her back with her arms behind her head.

"Well, my family is from Puerto Rico. We moved here when I was very little and never had much money. Came to New Jersey and lived there for about three years, then we moved to New York. I… I can't remember anything though. All I know can gather are glimpses of my part. I remember being sick all the time, being injured a lot. But for some reason… I'm okay now. But I don't remember any friends, any family. Just… this." She said. Spidey sat up and crouched in a crawling position.

"There has to be more. Explain the powers. Usually, I wouldn't be as interested but… they're kinda like mine. Actually… they're exactly like mine." Spidey said. Araña shook he head and sat up, allowing the wind to let her auburn hair flow freely.

"No, not exactly. I don't have a sixth sense like you do. And I can't stick to walls either. That's why I made these gloves to sort of latch onto things, you know? As for the webs, I have no idea how to make that. So I just made this grapple type rope. Shoots pretty far. As for everything else, yeah I'm just like you." She said. Spidey brought his hand to his chin and thought for a second.

"So you don't remember how you got your powers and don't know much about your past?" Spidey asked. Araña nodded her head, but there was still a smile on her face. Spidey shook his head.

This is all pretty crazy. So she's basically like a… girl version of me? Then again it seems like her powers aren't exactly orientated around a spider. It's strength, speed, agility, you know. The usual stuff. Maybe she just likes me a lot more than other people. The web shooting and wall crawling are because of gadgets. So… I guess I don't need to worry about someone trying to replicate my powers. Other than a fan. Peter thought to himself.

It was starting to get darker, and he Gwen would want an explanation for the quick hang up. Spidey stood up and stretched out his muscles. Araña got up as well and jumped onto the edge of the rooftop.

"Where to now?" she asked with anticipation. Spidey raised his brow.

"Um, now I have to go home. Why don't we meet back here tomorrow, and I'll let you help me take on this Mysterio guy. Ha, what a joke. Anyway, see you later." Spidey said. He jumped off the rooftop with an elegant flip and swung off into the city. Araña watched until he was out of sight, and then sat back down. In truth… she had nowhere else to go. With no memories of anything from her past, she didn't know where she could rest her head.

"Guess I'll see you tomorrow, Web-head." She said. She took her backpack off and used it as a pillow. After a few minutes of contemplating just how she came to be, sleep overcame her. And that night, all she could remember were her screams as tons of needles entered her body from all angles. She wasn't sure where this came from, but knew it felt too not be a memory.