Chapter 11

Batman wanted nothing more than to shoot Joker. To finally rid the world of the always smiling comedian. But he knew that if he walked down that path, that if he finally gave in to the urge to kill. No one would be safe.

Batman cursed as one of Joker's thugs landed a hit. He quickly took care of him, knocking him out. The Joker had hidden over four dozen tiny bombs, and two dozen bigs ones. The big ones were timed to go off at the same time, killing thousands. Even with the evac, the damage, and the death toll would be…..unimaginable.

Alfred alerted the Justice League and they would be arriving soon. Batman knew when he needed help. He lifted a panel and found one of the big bombs. He examined it and was able to disarm the bomb. It was fairly complicated, so whoever disarms it needed to do it slowly. And that worried him.

He turned to see the Justice League finally arrive.

"Took you long enough." He said in his usual gruff tone.

"We left the Tower as soon as we got your message." Flash said. "So what's going on?"

"Joker. He put bombs all over Gotham. They are all timed to go off on the same time. I have the police looking for the smaller ones. But it's the bigger ones I need help with. If even one is able to go off thousands will die."

"How do we find them?" Lantern asked.

"They require a massive battery to work. So they are giving off major heat waves." He said while pulling out devices that had to ability to find the bombs by tracking the heat. He handed them out. "Go quickly, they will go off in thirty minutes. When you get to one don't touch it. Contact me and I'll tell you how to disarm them. Go!" He shouted the last part. They quickly separated going their own ways.

Batman looked around, the big ones haven't gone off. But over a dozens smaller ones did. And they caused a lot of damage. Add in the fact he hasn't heard anything from Joker since the beginning set him one edge.

He shook himself out of those thoughts and started heading toward the next major heat source.

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Peter couldn't sit still as he watched the news in the kitchen. Alfred was standing behind him watching as well. A man named The Joker was running around setting bombs all over Gotham. Batman and the other members of the Justice League were running around and disarming them. But so far they haven't disarmed that many, at least according the news.

Peters legged kept bouncing as he rapidly changed the news channel to news channel. Trying to get new information. Add in the fact that his spidey sense was for some reason going crazy. Peter was on edge.

"Are you alright?" Alfred asked. Peter felt him put a hand on his shoulder. He sighed and turned the TV off. He then rubbed his head with his hands. His spider sense was driving him crazy.

"Yeah, just really bad headache. I'm going to take a shower. Maybe that will help. Thanks." Peter said, getting up he gave Alfred a smile and left the kitchen.

He took the stairs two at a him. He headed down the hallway toward his room but stopped at a window. It was one of the largest of the house. It was on the second story of the manor, and since the manor was high up it gave a perfect view of Gotham. He has seen Bruce standing in front of it many times, usually for a couple of hours.

Peter looked out into the city, usually it was calm and peace looking. But tonight Peter could see the chaos, choppers flew across the sky. He could see the bridge was backed up with all the people trying to leave. But the things that drew the most attention were the buildings on fire. There was only three and according to the news they were caused by gangs, not the bombs. Peter could barely look, he wasn't born in this city nor has he been living here long. But he had some connection to the city.

I could help out, as Spider-Man. Peter thought. But the Justice league was out there, and they wanted to ask some questions. Questions that Peter wouldn't know how to answer. Worst case is that they would capture him and interrogate him.

A moment later Peter saw a building blow up, this time the result of a bomb. Peter's heart stopped when he saw the building go up in flames. Everything seemed to slow down, he couldn't breath or look away. In that split second Peter made a decision.

Turning he took off down the hallway toward his room. The second he entered his room his spider sense started going off more. Peter just ignored it thinking it was from the bomb going off near. He pulled opened the doors of his closet. He dug out his pack back with his suit and webslingers. He ran over to the window and opened it. He jumped out and landed on the his feet. The second his feet hit the ground he took off. The city was pretty far away, but Peter's adrenaline would get him there.

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It took Peter about fifteen minutes to reach the city, then another three to find a secure place to change. He found a hiding place for his backpack and placed it in there. Using his hands he climbed to the top of a building. He need to get a view of things. He looked over the city and saw one common thing. Cops. He needed their information if he was really going to make a difference in the city. But he needed to find the person in charge, he would have the most information. He swung his way through the city, staying out of sight. He quickly found a large group of cop cars, and saw what seemed to be the man in charge.

Peter never really got along with cops in his world, he prayed that wouldn't be the case here. He swung down to the ground a few feet away from the group of cops. The second they saw him they had their guns out and aimed at him.

Peter quickly put up his hands. "Woah! I'm not a bad guy. I swear!" Peter yelled, he took a couple of steps forward and stopped.

The one in charge spoke. "Why should we take your word for it?" He asked, gun still aimed at Peter.

"Because if my Aunt found out that I was a bad guy she would beat my a** ten ways to sunday. She's tiny but very, very scary." Peter said.

The one in charge smiled a bit. He put his gun away. Apparently this man was a good judge of character. "Put your guns away." He said. The men around his hesitated for a moment but then did as the man ordered.

Peter put his hands down and walked toward the man. "Thanks."

"No problem. I'd hate to hurt a man with such a scary sounding Aunt." He said. "I'm guessing you need something from us."

Peter nodded. "I can help with the bombs, I'm fast and pretty smart. Just need a way to find them."

The man turned and went to a cop car, he pulled out a device and handed it to Peter. "The Bat gave this to us. It's an extra so you can take it. The large signals are the bigger bombs, and the smaller are the less destructive bombs. But just because they are small doesn't mean they can't hurt people. My men are having trouble getting to some. Judging by the way you swung down here you would have a better shot at getting to them. Think you can do that son?"

Peter nodded his head. "Thanks." He said before took off into a run, he was able to get into the air and shoot a web, allowing him to swing toward a bomb.

Peter was able to disarm over five dozens bombs. The Joker must of been planning this for awhile, all the bombs were in good hiding spots that would of caused a good amount of damage if they went off. He swung his way to the top of a building, he pulled out the device the cop gave him. Looking at it he noticed almost all of the smaller bombs were disarmed. The ones that weren't were in places the cops could get to.

Taking this time to take a breather Peter started to fiddle with the device. It was expensive, that was for sure. Very high-tech. He sat down on the ledge and started messing with the settings. He wanted to see if he could get a stronger signal off the bigger bombs. After a few moments Peter's hands froze when the device started giving off a very strong signal. Looking at Peter saw that it was a bomb. Bigger than all of the others.

Peter cursed and within a second he was back in the skies, swinging toward the bomb.

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"So you guys manage to figure it out! The big plan!" Joker laughed and he twirled around with a dead man's switch in his hand.

The Justice League stood in front of him. Trying to figure out what to do, Flash and Superman wasn't with them. They was busy disarming the other major bombs. Batman didn't want to disturb them until he had to. He mind raced through many scenarios, all ended with small risk of the bomb still going off. He couldn't risk it, the bomb was big enough to take out the city. Easily.

"What are you going to do Bats? Hmmmm? You can't kill me! Or even knock me out! If I even loosen my grip on this switch it will go BOOOOOM!" He said screaming the last part. He started to giggle after.

"You would kill yourself just to destroy the city?" John asked.

The Joker smile grew. "No you big green worm! I would kill myself and destroy the city for laughs!"

Batman clenched his fists in rage. He need to find a way to stop him.

"You know what? I'll give you guys a chance. See my cell in jail was right next to the Riddler. As annoying as that man was, he rubbed off on me. So, if you can answer this one simple riddle I'll let you disarm the bomb and drag me away to the looney bin." He said with a smile. "So great detective, answer this:

Stronger than steel, yet lighter than cotton

Found in a corner, forever forgotten

I bother so many, but marvel a few

You can't seem to make me

I'm a mystery to you.

What am I?"

The second he finished the hand that was holding the switch was wrapped in a webbing and Spider-Man dropped down in front of him. The Joker busy was trying to get the webbing off his hand, not noticing the man in front him. Until Spider-Man tapped him on the shoulder. Joker stopped messing with his hand to look at the man.

"Spider silk." He said before punching the Joker and knocking him out.

A rush beside Batman told him Flash and Superman just showed up. Spider-Man walked around the Joker, now facing the Justice League. He bent down near the Joker's head and pulled off his glove. He placed two fingers on his neck. After a moment he stood back up and pulled his glove back on.

"He's still alive. Just knocked out. But my webbing dissolves within an hour. So I would disarm the bomb now." He said, looking at them.

"On it!" Flash said and zoomed past them to the bomb.

The rest of them just looked at Spider-Man. And he stared back.

After a moment Spider-Man broke the silence. "Oh! I forgot." He pulled out the tracking device and moved toward Batman. He held it out. "I borrowed it from the head cop. I messed around with it. Thats how I was able to know where this bomb was."

Slowly Batman took it back. "Why did you help?" He asked the question all of them were wondering.

Spider-Man rubbed his head and looked down for a moment. "I just couldn't sit back and do nothing. Like I told the head cop that gave that tracker to me, my Aunt would slap me if she knew I could help and did nothing."

Peter's spider sense went off suddenly and he turned grabbed Flash and flipped him down to the ground. The second he realized what he'd done he helped the man up. "Oh god! I'm so sorry! I swear I didn't do that on purpose."

The Flash got up and rubbed his head where he headed made contact with the ground. "No problem kid. But damn, you have some good reflexes."

Peter gave a small 'heh'. "Yeah, I do. Sorry again." He said.

No one said anything after that. They just stood there.

Superman broke the silence. "You're still not going to come with us, are you?"

Peter shook his head. "Not yet. I need to get Electro myself." Superman nodded.

Leaving it at that Peter turned and left.

Leaving the Justice League to their thoughts about Spider-Man.

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Peter made his way back to the building where he hid his clothes. He changed slower than usually. His body tired from today's events. He left the building and started the long walk back to the house. He didn't run this time, his body was too tired. Plus he needed time to think on things.

Today it showed the Justice League was a group of good guys. And that Batman defended his city. No matter what. Also that Batman was able to get his hands on some pretty impressive gear.

After almost an hour Peter finally made it back to the manor. By this time his body was so exhausted he climbed up the window and into his room. The second he entered his spider sense started going off. Peter ignored it since it had been acting weird all day. He was also too tired to really care. He dropped his pack back down and climbed into bed. The second his head hit the pillow he passed out.

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Ta daaaaa! Took awhile but I was burned out on writing.

Please review and tell me what you think!

But I don't wanna hear about the spider sense telling him about the camera. Because I did research and the Green Goblin found out Peter is Spider-Man by spying on him. Peter felt the spider sense but ignored it because it usually acts crazy. SO HA!

Xoxoxo

-Darkvoice