Chapter Six: First Challenge

"Stop that! Gosh hope my jokes are not that bad!" I yelled at Hopper. "But at lest I have better fashion sense then you! Did you find that out fit in the clown shop?"

Looking back at yesterday's escape from the subway lab. I wondered how lucky I actually was to have been able to punch through the wall and web up the robots.

After I finally got home I looked more closely at the photos. It looked like the guy had managed to create a 3D image of me in my suit. Boy did I look good in my costume, my long braided hair added a nice touch.

Right, back on topic, what am I doing now.

I was running the image through a filter before school. When help signal came over my mask radio.

And now here I was fighting a villain who leaped and was really good at karate.

Easy right!

I wish! But this guy seamed to know all my moves, and to top it of he made horrible jokes. I just hoped I did not sound like that. I could see how it could drive someone crazy.

Also I had five minutes till school started.

Hopper as I called him. Started to leap away with a bag of money tucked under him arm.

"Hey! Where do you think your going?" I yelled after him, standing up pushing some rubble off

me.

"Back home with my money."

I sighed, and began to run after him. what could I do that he might not expect?

I eyed a lamppost. I could jump up there web his back then use my weight to pull him back and cocoon him.

"It might work." I told myself. I climbed up the post in one swift motion. I aimed then pressed my palms pressure points.

When the strands hit and stuck it jerked Hooper back he fell on his but.

I pulled him back and swung down. He flew backwards hitting the post. I webbed him there covering his in whole body securely.

I stepped back admiring my artwork.

"Oh you only got me this time I'll.."

I webbed his mouth.

"You were saying?" I taunted.

Hopper continued to wiggle and fight uselessly against the webs.

I heard sirens coming closer, checking my watch two minutes before school started and I was on the other side of the city.

"Great!" I sighed slapping forehead in frustration!"No time to leave a note."

I have a case against cars, they are noisemakers, create pollution, and are so dangerous. Like for example right now. A semi truck driver had a stroke, the truck lost control and went haywire.

Now it was speeding along with police trailing behind. And as per usual they thought it was a drunk driver, when I could see his unconscious form slumped over the wheel.

What happened next was nothing short of a miracle. The semi hit a bus sending it over the side of a bridge. But the semi had hit the bus funny breaking the frame.

"Nooo!" I screamed leaping over the side of the bridge after the bus.

I shot a web line to the bus then the bridge. Catching them both.

Ugh! How come this always had to happen when I needed to be at school!

This was not the first time I kept a two ton bus from falling over the side of a bridge. So unfortunately I knew these ropes well. To well.

Pull, grasp, pull, grasp.

I made my way up the web rope toward the road with the bus and it's uwcupents trailing behind me.

Reaching the top I paused for a second still secured to the road with my stickiness, to catch my breath.

Thank you Jesus the bus hasn't broken apart.

Pulling a two ton bus up a rope by myself was energy consuming. Then again there's not many people who can help me anyway.

Ignoring the news vans and hordes of people I continued my way up.

Move hand, latch, move foot, latch, move hand, latch etc. Pulling or crawling my way along for s few more feet, I stopped.

Rolling over I stood and resumed pulling. The bus came over the top slightly and caught.

The frame creaked and groaned dropping lower. People in side screamed holding on tightly to their seats.

If only I could lift the other end!

"Wait!"

I let go of the rope with one hand and shot a web line to the roof on the lower side of the bus.

Bracing myself I began pulling the bus up once again.

"A few more feet! Just a few more! I can do this! Jesus please kept this bus intact!" I chanted.

Finally the bus slid over the edge and back onto the road.

I heaved a sigh of relief letting out a breathe I did not know I was holding.

First responders rushed over assisting the on slot of crying victims, who were now breaking down the doors on their way out of the bus.

I sat on railing, breathing deeply trying to calm my speeding heart.

I looked toward heaven.

"Thank you Jesus I could not do this without you. I pray you would keep these people safe and that they would recover quickly from the fear and hurt. I pray you would shine your light in their lives help them see you, Jesus. In your name I pray. May the power and glory be given to you. Amen." I looked up as my spidey sense tingled faintly.

The police captain was making his way over to me through the chaos.

I stood and saluted him. He smiled and saluted back. I grinned.

"Hey what's up Cap?" I joked.

The Captain just shook his head chuckling.

"Not much! Thanks for your help!" He told me with all seriousness placing a firm

hand on my shoulder.

"Happy to help!" I smiled putting my hand out to shake.

"No seriously! Those people would have died if not for you!"

I glanced back at the scene.

The cars jammed together on both side-saddle the highway. The bus resting at an angle still leaning slightly over the edge. Surrounded by emergency vehicles. A few news vans filming the scene. I was thankful for the police line keeping the crazed reporters that to me looked more like a pack of hungry wolves hunting the next headline.

"No." I looked the captain in the eyes. "God did."

I flipped over the police line dodging the microphones and jumped up onto a nearby lamppost.

I surveyed the view once more.

I grinned, boy it felt so good to help people.

I jumped off the bridge flying through the air I glided on the flaps under my arms extending down the sides of my body.

I spared a look at my watch grimacing at the time.

"Seriously!" I screamed.

I hated lying but how else could I keep my secret identity.

I sat at my English desk but I could not focus on my work. Images of the lab and anger/hatred in the mans eyes kept going through my head.

I let go of my pencil it fell down hitting my desk with a thump. I placed my crossed arms on the desk and rested my chin there.

Staring at the grammar work sheet in-front of me. My mind processed what I remembered about last night.

The DNA sequence in particular. Was he trying to figure out my DNA or what, and what good would it do for him if he did?

Gosh! I had not even looked at my blood or DNA at all after the.. the.. change. What could he possibly do with it? Not that I plan on letting him have any!

And was he connected to the increase in bigger villain attacks?

"Samantha! Are you having trouble!" Mr Murray asked me, breaking through my thoughts.

I looked up to see the entire class looking at me.

"No! I was just liking about my descriptive essay." I mumbled out loud getting of topic. I picking up my pencil and pretending to work again.

"Very well. You should all be thinking and working on your essays. We will be presenting them on Monday!"

I groaned with the rest of the class. I was a science genius, english I did not even want to talk about it

My alarm watch went off warning me of villains. In the middle of class! Ugh!

I put my hand up. Mr Murray looked up.

"Yes?"

"Mr Murray! May I use the washroom I feel sick."

"Okay but make sure you do not take to long."

I nodded and navigated through the class room to the door.

Once I was in the hallway I quietly ran to my locker.

I unlocked it and silently pulled open the door.

Moving my books I lifted the fake bottom and grabbed my second suit. Pulling it out of the hidden compartment I moved fake bottom securely back in place and moved my books back in place.

I shut my locker and made sure no one saw me before and snuck into the bathroom.

"Please be empty, please be empty, please be empty!" I muttered.

It was empty!

"Thank the Lord!"

I stepped in a stall and took off my sweater, shirt and pants.

I pulled up my suit and slide my feet into the boots.

I then zipped up the legs the spandex fit almost skin tight. I pushed my arms through the sleeves and zipped up the front.

I quickly braided my hair in a long rope. I grabbed my mask and pulled it on as I fed my hair through the hole in the back.

There was a click as it came all the way on and the magnets that kept it on joined.

My suit came to life did the check run then went silent.

I stepped out opened the window and climbed out. Closing it I pressed a web line on my mask.

"Back up needed on Timus ave! Villain with wind control robbing a bank and attacking our forces!"

I grinned under my mask.

"Help is on the way!"

Woosh! A gust of wind almost knocked me of my feet.

"Hey windiest! Missed me!" I chanted.

She turned in my direction frowning.

"Shut up insect!"

Windest drew her hand back, I braced myself. Well actually I webbed my feet to the ground.

She opened her hand and faced her open palm at me.

A powerful gust of wind hit me, my braid began to flap and fly around in the wind. There was a snap, a sign broke free of a store front. More broke free then nearby cars began to roll and crash down the street. One hit a fire hydrant water spewed into the air.

I twisted around still securely stuck to the road.

THWIP!

I blocked the end of the street with a web blockade.

"It better hold!" I muttered to myself above the roar of the wind.

"Got to stop her then hurry back to school!"

My mind was working. It looked like the wind only came from her hands and only if they were open. So if I could get closer I might be able to web them shut.

I lifted a hand from the pavement. Double tapped my palm spraying a web dissolvent on my feet.

My webbing dissolved quickly and I began to crawl up the street toward Windest.

It was slow going because I was fighting to gale force of the wind.

Windest noticed that I was moving toward her. She started to spin. I could see a funnel forming around her. More like a wind tornado!

Rubble, bits of broken signs, and dust began to swirl around.

I could feel myself being pulled even more toward her.

My spidey sense buzzed! I looked up just in time to see the door fly of the newspaper office.

I tried to dodge it but I could not do that and stay stuck to the ground.

BAM!

It smoked me right a cross the forehead. I muffled a cry of pain.

But in doing so I accidentally let go.

The wind picked me up as I desperately reached for the ground.

"Oh noooo!"

I began to swirl around in the tornado. Pieces of broken brick and road hit me as I tumbled head over heels in the air.

Well at lest I was a lot closer Windest, too close.

"I got you! You might as well give up! Make it easy. Just surrender!" Windest began to taunt me.

"NEVER!" I screamed! Wincing as a brick struck my leg.

I tried to web her but I missed, in fact in this dizzy circling I almost felt like puking.

"Got. To. Stop. Her!"

An idea hit me! I smiled hopeful.

"All right I give up!"

Windest closed her hand a smile on her face.

I fell to the ground.

"Oof!"

I lay on the ground panting and letting my head settle.

My spidey sense buzzed! I felt her approach.

"I knew you would be easy to beat!"

Windest lended over and grabbed my neck.

It was now or never!

I slide my legs over hitting hers. It was enough to knock her to the ground forcing her to let go of my neck.

I jumped up, standing on her arms to keep her pined down.

"Don't even think of putting up a fight." I told her.

Then quickly I webbed her hands shut, then her arms to her chest.

"What! how? I.."

THWIP I webbed her mouth shut.

With a sigh I sat down on the ground beside her. My stomach still felt like it was going round in circles.

The police had started to make their way up the street through the debris.

Spidey sense! I felt a hard strong hand land on my shoulder.

"Web-Girl! We are going to take you in for questioning!" A deep male voice said.

"Sorry no time! I got to go!"

I brushed his hand off my shoulder stood up and jumping onto a office building.

I quickly reached the top, pausing a second I took a short glance at the scene below.

The police had surrounded Windest and were getting ready to take her away. Good it looks like everything is under control. Time to make my exit.

I jumped off the roof and webbed away.

Thump!

I landed on the school roof. I winced hoping no one would hear me.

Climbing down I listened a few seconds before opening the window too the change room and climbing inside.

I dashed inside the stall and began to change. When I finished I stuffed my suit up my shirt to try to conceal it.

There was a commotion outside in the hallway. I opened the door to see what was going on.

Mike Loris had cornered Joe and was holding him against by the collar of his blue shirt.

I let the door close behind me with a squeak.

They both looked up.

"Hey Mike! Whatcha doing with Joe here?"

"Don't you take a single step closer or I will wring this idiots neck!"

Joe looked at me pleadingly, his face was beginning to turn red.

Why oh why was I always getting into trouble.

"Alright Mike what do you want from him?!"

"Want from him! Nothing! I just like to watch him squirm choke as I squeeze the life out of him."

I could see him tighten his grip around Joseph's neck.

Joseph's eyes widened, he began to wiggle and tear at Mikes hands.

"Mike how about you pick on me instead, go ahead punch me in the stomach!"

"Fine I'll teach you to mess with me!"

Mike let go of Joseph and turned rounding on me.

Joe collapsed on the ground gasping for breath.

Mike took a step toward me! I stood my ground trying to stare him down.

He drew back his arm!

I didn't even flinch. Instead I tightened me stomach muscles creating a solid wall.

"Go ahead punch me! What's holding you back? Scared?"I taunted him.

Mike sneered and punched me in the abdomen.

My spidey sense warned me, I could have dodged his punch but I chose not too.

It hurt! (only a bit though I was used to worse). But now was not the time for showing it.

I smiled! Mike looked at me shocked. I read his features subconously picking up on him emotions.

"What are you!"

I ignored him in favour of diving forward grabbing Mikes arm and twisting it behind him pushing him up against the wall.

Mike cried out in pain.

I whispered in his ear.

"You are going to promise to leave me and my friends alone! Forever!"

Mike said nothing.

I pushed harder still keeping it in the somewhat human strength level.

"Now! Or do I have to break your arm!"

"I'll get you for this! Oh I'll beat the snot out of you!"

I twisted his arm father trying not too break it.

"Now!"

"No!" He missed through clenched teeth.

I twisted harder. My hearing picking up on the tearing of his ligaments.

"Alright! Alright! I promise!" He hissed at me.

I let go. Glaring at him as he rubbed his shoulder tenderly.

"Good! Now go to class, I'm going to help Joseph!"

Mike took one look at me then angrily marched away.

Sighing, I turned around to see if Joseph was alright.

He had managed to work his way into a sitting position.

I kneeled on the floor beside Joe.

"Joseph? You okay?" I asked quietly.

He looked up.

"Better. Thanks for the save."

Then he paused, Joe looked up at me with a puzzled expression on his face.

"By the way, what did you do to Mike? By the time my head cleared you had him pinned against the wall!"

I smiled innocently.

"Oh nothing! Just gave him a taste of his own medicine. He shouldn't be bothering you anymore."

Joe raised his eyebrow before saying.

"What ever you did it looks like it worked."

I nodded standing up and offered him my hand. Joseph grabbed it and pulled himself up.

He looked at me a second before pointing at my forehead.

"What happened to you!?"

"What do you mean?" I asked puzzled.

"You have large blue welt across your forehead! How on earth did you get that? He questioned. "Wait! It must have been after you left English class, I don't remember you having it before."

I felt my forehead and winced at the touch. There definitely was a welt there. It must have been the door that flew of the newspaper office.

I sighed "Oh right," my mind searched for something to say,"I ran into a door. It's nothing!"

Joseph looked at me one eyebrow raised.

"If you say so."

I rolled my eyes and elbowed him gently in the side.

"Ow!' He yelped jumping to the side and suing his arm to protect his side. I rolled my eyes at his silly antics.

"Quit being a drama queen. Com'n lets get too class!"