A/N: Anything in Italic means the character is thinking to themselves. If the Italic is between " " it means a sound.

The Duty

Well this is not how I planned it… Peter said to himself while watching the new on a big board that reminded him of the giant screen J.J used to insult him during his time as Spider-man…

Peter thought that finding a costumed vigilante like himself would be easy, turns out this guy did not want to be found. Even after 2 days of following the news nothing came up except his "name" and some blurry pictures, apparently the best they could get. But today he got an idea, a bad one, but still one.

The guy does not want to be famous, let's see what happens when a new hero shows up and steals the spotlight, this is bound to attract his attention. Peter thought with a smile while running to the nearest alley where he could change out of those ruined clothes in peace.

A few seconds later, Spider-man was on a rooftop looking for any sign of trouble.

Bruce Wayne's POV

It is in those moments that I wish I did not have a keen sense of observation. Bruce Wayne thought as he saw from the corner of his eye two hooded men approaching a nearby store, while he was casually looking at a few suits for a convention that will take place tomorrow, despite him having hundreds of expensive suits, Alfred advised him to go get a new one, even if Bruce knew all too well that it was just an excuse to stop him from over-exerting himself in training all day. As he was about to buy a great tux he heard a gun "click" behind him. At the same moment he saw the store owner push something under the desk, most likely a police alarm.

"Turn around rich boy and no sudden move or we off you!" Said one of the men with a 9mm pointed at him while the other man was seemingly nervous, most likely because he was unexperienced, judging by the sweat and the light trembling of his hands that only someone like Wayne could detect so fast.

Damn, he's too far away from me to disarm him without my equipment! When did regular scum like these become so daring that they threaten Bruce Wayne in broad daylight?

As soon as he turned around the unarmed man approached him and put cuffs on his wrists. Bruce briefly looked at the cuffs. Cheap metal, probably stolen of found in a garbage can, easily breakable with a well-aimed knee strike to the chain. As the nervous man dragged him toward the door the armed man started to back up out of the store so he could stay at the same distance. This guy is no ordinary thief, he knows how to handle a weapon, and he keeps his distance, taking no chances. What Bruce found strange is that the men did not try to steal his wallet, it looked like they were trying to leave with him. The instant they got out of the store the armed man heard sirens and pointed his gun at him yelled to the pedestrians outside.

"ANYONE TRIES TO STOP US WE KILL THE GUY!"

Every witness on the street gasped while police cars arrived and braked while the two men started to back up from the officers yelling them the usual warnings.

Why would they try something like this? Even if they kill me there is no way they are going to get away free from this. There is definitely someone behind this, someone who knows me. Bruce thought while waiting for an opening to make the nervous man trip without showing that Bruce Wayne could effortlessly throw a man several feet away. The cops were slowly following when suddenly they stopped and looked behind me.

"Thwip..Thwip"

"Hey guys, don't you know it's not legal to kidnap a man during his shopping?" A mocking and young voice said.

Bruce saw the man grabbing him turn his head and he faked to trip while hitting the man's foot, making them fall together. He rolled on his back to see the owner of the voice and what he saw would have paralyzed almost any man except him. It was a man, maybe 1 foot shorter than him, dressed in a spandex full body-suit. The suit was almost entirely red with the exception of the legs and under his arm and sides which were blue. There was a black web-like pattern all over the suit with a small black spider symbol on the center of his chest, but the thing that attracted Bruce's attention more is the two giant white lenses on his mask. Special lenses, he can see out but no one can see in, practical. For a brief second, he mistook him with the Black Spider but he quickly noticed the behavior and body differences. Bruce then noticed the armed man was hanging upside-down from some sort of transparent web behind the costumed man. The now terrified man saw this and gawked for a second before speaking.

"Wh…Who are you?!" The man asked while getting up.

"Why, I'm just your friendly neighborhood Spider-man, and you are the not-so-friendly guy that will go to jail for kidnapping an innocent man." Spider-man said with a cocky tone that clearly showed he was having fun mocking the thug.

The man suddenly ran toward the web-slinger and threw a punch that the latter dodged while bending backwards at incredible speed.

"Whoa! If we're gonna play limbo, at least warn me before, it's a game that requires focus you know.

With these words Spider-man just jumped towards him, threw a web-line on his foot and threw the other end up, sticking the man upside-down like his accomplice.

Bruce got up and brushed himself while the police moved forward and approached the masked man but before they could speak he spoke up.

"Thank you Spider-man." Bruce said with a smile "do you…."

"Who are you and what's happening? A familiar voice to Bruce asked from his back, commissioner Gordon walked through his men and saw everyone, nodding briefly to Bruce on the way, when he heard on the radio that the men were captured he believed he was going to meet Batman during the day, instead he was met with another costumed vigilante, although this one seemed more positive and less violent than the Bat.

Spidey finally spoke while everyone was looking at him "Well I'm Spider-man, or Spidey for my friends, and I just got those guys that were kidnapping this man."

"Why did you help? We were warned and we were going to handle it."

"I have no doubt that Gotham's finest would have saved him sir, but I did not want to take the risk they might panic and shoot him by mistake…What is that!?" Spider-man yelled while pointing behind the officers. Everyone turned around, seeing nothing they turned back to find that there was no one where the hero was standing.

"Not another one with this trick…" Grumbled Gordon while going to his men to get the crooks on the ground.

Bruce however noticed a small note on the ground, he picked it up and it said "you're welcome, from your friendly neighborhood Spider-man". He grabbed the note and after a few questions from the police officers he left to his manor.

A few hours later…

Bruce Wayne rang the bell and his butler and friend Alfred opened the door while smiling a little.

"Master Bruce, are you alright? I heard on the news that you were attacked."

"I'm fine Alfred, where is Barbara?"

"In the cave sir, you will be pleased to know she already started to search for a potential mastermind behind this. What about this 'Spider-man' character? An acquaintance of yours?"

"No, but I cannot be certain of his intentions, thankfully this man was not hostile now, but I cannot help but believe this is not a coincidence that he appeared out of nowhere to save me of all people." Bruce said while calmly walking to the clock mechanism and opening the door to the cave.

"Do you not think you may overthink this Master Bruce? He is not like other masked vigilante you met before, he is certainly not trying to harm you."

The two walked the underground stairs in silence while Bruce thought about this strange individual, due to the costume, it was impossible to find any physical particularity that may compromise his true identity. He had to find who was he and what are his intentions, it would not be the first time a seemingly good individual turned out to be a monster. When they finally arrived to the computer he saw Barbara Gordon aka Batgirl typing on the computer and watching it trying to link the men to different organizations. He walked aside and opened a capsule, revealing his own suit.

"It's time to get out."


A/N: this is the second chapter, it was far longer than intended, review and tell me what you think, it always help. I do not own any character or location.