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Chapter 9: Nothing Can Stop The Sandman

Flint Marko walked into the darkened office of Hammerhead, where the man himself was waiting.

"Thanks for bailing me out," Flint said. "But I gotta ask, why?"

"Because you're the next candidate for my super-human program," Hammerhead answered.

"Now hold on," Flint protested. "I didn't sign on to be nobody's lab rat!"

"Oh, trust me Marko, you'll like it," Hammerhead assured him. "You'll be able to squash that pesky bug."

"Fine...as long as it don't turn me into no mutant freak!" Flint answered.

Hammerhead smiled, "If it does, you'll think it's worth it."

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"Me amigos!" Ned exclaimed as he embraced Peter and MJ. "How was your holiday?"

"Pretty good!" Peter answered. "Pepper and Morgan came as well."

Ned's jaw dropped, "Dude, I should've been here too!"

"Relax Leeds," MJ remarked. "He didn't even tell ME that they were coming."

"I told you; I didn't even know!" Peter protested, only for her to playfully nudge him.

They sat down on or around the couch and turned on the Nintendo Switch. Peter and Ned hadn't seen MJ play any video games, but over winter break she claimed that she could. Well, time to prove it!

"Alright Lady Jones, pick your poison!" Ned challenged.

"Any Zelda games on here?" MJ asked.

"Breath of the Wild, Ocarina of Time, Skyward Sword, and many others," Peter responded.

"I'll go with Skyward Sword," said MJ.

Soon, Ned put in the game card and MJ started up a new game.

"So these are all motion controls, right?" asked MJ while holding the Joy-Cons.

"It's button controls, now," said Peter.

"Got it," MJ said as she began to get the hang of the controls.

A minute in...

"It's times like this I wish Link talked!" Ned griped.

"He heard everything Groose said, so that shithead better fess up!" MJ agreed.

"Well, you can make dialogue choices for him," said Peter.

"Yeah, but still..." MJ remarked.

After playing a little more, Ned commented about not liking the "Endurance Meter" or that Link was right-handed in the game.

When it got to the part where Link gets the Goddess Sword...

"Who else thinks Fi is more annoying than Navi?" Peter asked. MJ and Ned both raised their hands.

"At least now, we have the option to shut her off," she said.

After playing some more, MJ remembered that they'd have swimming class in P.E. in the coming weeks.

"Time to go home, then?" asked Peter.

"Yeah, looks like it," said MJ.

Of course, the next day, Peter had something else to worry about besides gym class.

After school, he did his usual Spidey Patrol...so far nothing... Until a loud crash at the bank broke down the doors!

That's when he looked down and saw that it was none other than Flint Marko.

"Oh, man, Marko," Spidey complained as he hung upside from a web rope. "This is really getting old. Where's your partner?"

Flint chuckled and dropped the bag, "Don't think I need a partner anymore."

His right fist got bigger and turned into sand, then he punched Spidey to the ground!

"Okay, that's new," he muttered.

Soon, Flint tried to attack Spidey while he was down, but he still managed to dodge his attacks and swing around to kick him in the face. What he didn't expect was for his feet to get stuck in Flint's face, because it felt like sand! Flint turned his right hand into sand and grabbed Spidey by his arm, swung him around and threw him into a wall!

"Peter, your left web-shooter has been crushed," Karen told him.

"Crap!" he whispered. "Hey Marko, how'd you get these powers?"

"Nice, huh?" Flint smirked. "Hammerhead did this to me, to get to you!"

"Hammerhead?" Spidey repeated. "Who's Hammerhead?"

"That's need to know," Flint picked up his bag of money. "It's been fun kicking your ass, but I got places to be!"

He opened a sewer grate, turned into sand and went down.

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The next day at school, everyone was talking about the fight.

"This is the first villain with powers that Spider-Man has ever faced!"

"But he didn't catch him."

"He will, he always does!"

Peter wasn't really bothered by it...at least, he didn't show that he was bothered by it.

"Hey," The sweet voice of MJ brought him out of his stupor. "Don't let it get to you. You weren't exactly prepared for a literal Sandman."

Peter furrowed his eyebrows at the name "'Sandman'?"

MJ shrugged, "It's what everybody is calling him."

"Great," said Peter. "I'm fighting a bad guy that's named after a fairy tale."

Ned came up next to them, "At least it's not someone who uses social media to commit crimes." (A/N: Screw Ball reference! XD)

"Good point," Peter agreed as they headed to their next class.

"So, what are you gonna do?" asked MJ.

"Well, for one; make sure sand can't get in my suit again," Peter responded. "I was cleaning it out for an hour!"

"Oh, bet that sucked," Ned cringed.

"Imagine the gross feeling of wet sand in your socks...all over," Peter muttered.

"...Wet sand..." MJ muttered.

"What is it?" Peter asked.

"...You know how sand gets solid when it's wet?" asked MJ.

Peter's eyes widened with realization, "That's how I can win!"

MJ smirked, "No need to thank me."

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The male students waited by the indoor pool, wearing their school swim trunks; dark blue with Midtown High's logo on one of the pant legs.

Most of them were talking about seeing how hot the girls looked, even though they'd be wearing the one-piece school swimsuits.

"I can't wait to see Gwen in a swimsuit!"

"She's hot, but what about Michelle?"

Peter scrunched his nose in disgust at these douchebags talking about MJ like that. Although, he wasn't far from their line of thinking, he just kept it to himself.

He'd never seen her in a swimsuit before...

Soon, the girls were walking in, and it was then that Peter got a good look at MJ. She was thin and curvy, without a single ounce of fat. Her hourglass-shaped body would be described as petite if she wasn't so tall. She definitely had the body of a supermodel, but unlike some girls; she didn't flaunt it too much.

Thankfully, most of the other guys' attention was on Gwen and the other girls, so no one paid attention to MJ walking over to close Peter's mouth.

"You're gonna catch flies doing that," she told him.

Peter couldn't help but chuckle a little. "...You do look cute, though."

MJ faked a gasp and crossed her arms over her chest, pretending to cover herself, "My boyfriend's a closet-perv!"

Peter could only laugh, which caused her to laugh, too. She glanced down, and pointed, smirking.

Peter looked down...and saw he was hard! He turned away, trying to hide it!

"Sorry!"

"Need help with that?" asked MJ.

If Peter wasn't mortified before, he was now!

She leaned over to whisper in his ear, "I could take you somewhere private and blow you..."

Peter turned many different shades of red before MJ chuckled.

"You should see your face!"

"Not funny, MJ!" Peter complained.

"Hey, compared to other hormonal teenage boys, embarrassed and mortified is better than thinking with your smaller head," she said.

"Okay, now you're just being rude," Peter grumbled.

She held his face and kissed him, which he happily returned.

"Do Ned and I need to push you in the pool?" Harry joked.

"Shut up, Harry," the couple remarked.

Harry shrugged, then whispered, "Careful though, Brad was leering at you."

"Again?" MJ groaned.

She glanced at said individual, who currently had a look of disgust, most likely from her kissing Peter. MJ only scoffed and rolled her eyes before she turned back to Harry.

"He seriously can't take a hint, can he?" she asked.

"He wants you to break up so he can be the rebound," Harry responded. "But, we know what he's really after." He gestured his finger up and down her body.

"We ALL know that," MJ confirmed.

All the other boys wolf-whistled and made cat-calls loudly as their swim instructor came in with Coach Wilson. It was a woman one inch taller than MJ, with beautiful green eyes and platinum blonde hair. She was gorgeous...and hot! She must've been a college freshman or sophomore, but also had the mature body of a super-model. Slim hourglass figure, sexy, wide child-birthing hips, toned flat stomach, and...oh God, her tits...!

"What's up boys and girls?" The woman greeted. "I'm Ms. Hardy, your new assistant gym teacher."

"Whoa...!" whispered one of the male students.

She had some of the students race each other, while those that were beginners got first lessons.

MJ kept a close eye on Ms. Hardy, "There's something...off about her."

"What do you mean?" Peter asked.

"She just seems suspicious to me," she whispered back.

"Seriously?" Ned asked. "She seems normal to me."

"...No...I think she's right," said Peter.

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Flint Marko flew through the air as a cloud of sand, then stopped to hide in an alley. After robbing a few banks, the cops had caught up with him, but couldn't stop him.

Now, he needed a place to hide...then he spotted a great place; Midtown High School!

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MJ raced Gwen next, and surprisingly, they tied!

"Whew!" MJ panted as she crossed the finish line.

"Wow, you're really fast Michelle!" Gwen complimented.

"You too," she replied.

"Great job, girls!" Ms. Hardy exclaimed while clapping her hands.

"Excelente," Marisol complimented.

"Gracias," MJ replied, smiling.

"Nice job, MJ," Brad complimented as he came over.

Of course, she just ignored him, turning to walk away. But, she wasn't prepared for him to grab her arm to stop her. Just as she was gonna demand him to let go, everyone felt the whole building shake and heard a huge crash!

"What the hell?!" Brad questioned as he looked around.

A few students actually went out of the pool area to the hallway to see...

"What's Sandman doing here?!" One of the students questioned.

Brad went over to check as well, leaving MJ to see that Peter had already went to the locker room.

Meanwhile, Flint was telling the students and teachers how he went to school, but the real world taught him the most important lesson; how to survive.

That's when Spider-Man swung in, landing a kick in Marko's face, "Well it's time for your final exam-try surviving me!"

"Lucky shot!" Flint stretched his arm out to punch the costumed hero! "I eat punks like you for breakfast!"

"You eat spiders for breakfast?" Spidey questioned as he avoided Sandman's punches. "Now that's just nasty..."

He punched Flint's jaw, but then recoiled in pain, "It's like punching a brick wall!"

"Yeah, something I discovered," Flint pinned Spidey to the ceiling with his big, sandy hand. "I can make my body as hard as concrete, or as loose as a cloud of dust."

"And yet, you're just as dense," Spidey joked.

Flint growled before he punched Spidey right through the ceiling! Students and teachers took cover as the web-slinger maneuvered down the hall, dodging Flint's attacks!

'Come on Peter, think! MJ suggested water, but we're too far from the pool now. I know my webs won't work, not even taser webs. He's either a rock or a walking, talking pile of saw-dust...saw-dust...that's it!'

Spidey dodged Flint's fist again, then found the shop classroom, where a few students were hiding.

"Everybody stay down!" He urged them. "This'll be over soon." He then went to one of the worktables to examine the tools.

Flint then broke through the doorframe, "Okay, I'm tired of playing around. Time to end this!"

"I agree," Spidey picked up a drill. "And I know what'll do the trick."

Flint chuckled, "When are you gonna learn? That puny drill won't do nuthin'!"

"No," Spidey put the drill down and grabbed a shop-vacuum. "But this will!"

Soon, he turned it on, sucking up Flint's sand! But since his whole body was made of sand, HE actually got sucked in!

"AH, NOOOOOO!" Flint screamed as he got sucked up!

"And that's how to clean up," Spidey quipped.

A little later, the police arrived and took the vacuum, so Spidey swung away. But then, when he was sure no one was looking; he snuck back to the pool area locker room.

He had to remind himself to thank Aaron again for making his suit more convenient. It was now made of nanites that resided in the spider emblem on his chest; just like Tony's last two Iron Man suits. This made it perfectly compact for easy carry in his backpack without arousing suspicion. If anyone saw it, he could just say it was a calculator or something.

After putting the emblem in his backpack, someone startled him.

"Sucking him up with a vacuum, that's pretty funny!"

Peter turned to see that it was MJ, who was standing behind him with a clever smile.

He looked around panicking, "W-W-What are you- what are you doing?! This is the BOYS locker room!"

"So?" MJ asked. "You think I care about rules?"

Peter groaned a bit, but made sure no one was coming. His enhanced hearing told him everyone was either watching the police through the windows, or talking amongst each other about the fight that just happened.

So right now...it was just the two of them.

Peter gulped, "You know the phrase "Leaves little to the imagination"? Well, that swimsuit leaves everything to the imagination."

"You're such a dork," MJ said as she walked closer, "But you know...I always thought you were a cute dork."

"And I always thought you were a snarky, reclusive introvert," he responded. "But I always thought you were pretty."

MJ smiled...before she leaned closer toward Peter, whose eyes began to go half-mast.

"I love you," he whispered.

"Me too..." MJ whispered back...before she kissed him.

He held her by her waist and he cupped both sides of his face. Her tongue begged entry to his mouth, and he gladly gave it. Soon, he was grinding her mouth hungrily as he kept kissing her. She really surprised him when she pushed his hands down to grip her butt. Even if he wanted to protest, she wouldn't let him, as their kiss became more passionate. He actually pushed her against the wall and they both started moaning.

"Peter...!" MJ moaned as Peter started to kiss her neck.

He suckled, kissed and licked her neck, also inhaling her glorious scent; bright citrus, clean rose, spotless jasmine, white musks and vanilla.

She hooked her leg up with his and rubbed her hands over his muscles. Just as she brought his hands up to touch her breasts, someone cleared their throat behind them.

They turned to see that it was Ms. Hardy, who had her arms crossed and an eyebrow hunched up.

"Ms. Hardy!" exclaimed Peter. "It's not what you think!"

Ms. Hardy gave a sly smile, "What it looks like is a couple indulging in teenage hormones, which is completely normal."

"So...you don't mind?" MJ asked.

"I'd do the same if I were you," Ms. Hardy shrugged. "But be more careful next time, and maybe don't choose a place with gender restrictions."

Peter chuckled nervously, then Ms. Hardy escorted MJ to the girls locker room, making sure no one saw her.

"Also," the platinum blonde whispered to the younger girl. "You'll need something to cover your neck."

MJ went to look in one of the mirrors and saw that she had a hickey! She gasped as she quickly covered her neck with her hand.

Ms. Hardy chuckled as she came over with some make-up, "Here, this'll help."

Soon, she applied some of the makeup to MJ's neck to cover up the hickey.

Later, at lunch...

Ned cracked up at a video someone posted of Spider-Man capturing Sandman in a vacuum.

"He's never gonna live that down!"

"Someone actually got that on video?" asked Peter.

From the angle of the video, it was definitely recorded by one of the students that was hiding under the tables in Shop Class.

"All you need now is a khaki uniform, a high-tech backpack, and a white Hearse," MJ teased.

"I'm not joining Ghost Busters," Peter remarked. "I'd rather deal with sand in my socks than Slimer."

"All joking aside, wasn't Sandman that same guy you caught a few times?" MJ asked.

"Yeah," Peter responded. "Flint Marko, he definitely has an "If at first you don't succeed" kind of attitude."

"But he didn't have powers during all those other times you caught him," Ned mentioned. "Where'd those come from?"

"About that; I think the same guy that turned Gargan into Scorpion and Sytsevich into Rhino is also the one that gave Marko his powers," Peter said.

"Any leads on who?" MJ asked.

"Marko did mention a codename; Hammerhead," Peter answered.

"Maybe you should ask Aaron about him," Ned suggested.

Agreeing with his friend, Peter texted Aaron about Hammerhead.

After a minute, Aaron responded by texting a picture of a man wearing an expensive mafia suit, and the top of his head was unusually large and flat.

"That explains it," said Peter.

"There's gotta be a real reason for the name besides having a weirdly shaped head," MJ stated.

Aaron sent another text, "Hammerhead has the mindset of a mafia boss. He's ambitious, ruthless, and will not hesitate to kill you. You most likely messed up some of his operations, that's why he's sending these supervillains after you.

My guess, Hammerhead wants to fill the void of top crime boss in the city left by Wilson Fisk.

Also, reason for his name; his skull is reinforced with metal (What type is Unknown), but his forehead can punch through a brick wall!"

"You realize what this means, don't you?" asked Ned.

"Yeah," Peter replied. "Sooner or later, I'm gonna have to face this 'Hammerhead'."

"It'd be nice if you knew Daredevil," MJ mentioned. "I mean, he's the guy who took down Fisk, twice."

"I guess, but from what I've heard; that guy is kinda dark and intense," Peter responded.

"Not as much as Frank Castle," Ned mentioned.

"Hey, don't joke about that," MJ interjected. "I feel sympathy for that guy every time I hear his name. One, the guy was a Marine, and two, his wife and kids were killed right in front of him. Who wouldn't go over the edge after that?"

Peter looked downcast, "...I almost did..."

MJ took his hand, "But you still had enough strength of character not to kill the guy who killed your uncle."

Peter didn't say anything, but he did squeeze her hand.

Sandman getting sucked up in a vacuum was in the comics! XD

So, Peter meets Felicia Hardy...hmm...

MJ's scent was based off of Zendaya's indorsed perfume, IDÔLE EAU DE PARFUM. Hope it wasn't weird that she and Peter got more sensual.

Read and review, please.