Spider-Dude!
By Tai Wilson
Chapter 1-Mugged
Chris was still in shock. He had just seen his number one hero, Spider-Man, become one of the biggest super villains in New York City!
"This can't be happening!" Chris said to himself. "They got Spider-Man!" The 'They' he was talking about were the three Symbiotes, Venom, Carnage, and The Raptor. And now, there was also Venom-X, Spider-Man.
"They can't do this!" Chris yelled. "Someone's got to stop them!" Then, Chris quickly, and quietly walked over to his window and opened it. He then looked down at the two floors that separated him from the ground. Quietly, he slipped out onto the ledge that was right next to his window. He then grabbed the drainpipe and started to climb down. Less than half way down the first story, he lost his grip and fell the rest of the way.
When he looked up, Chris noticed that he had landed right in front of the first floor living room window, which took up almost the entire wall, where his dad was sitting, reading the newspaper, in a chair that was facing the window. The only chair that was facing the window. If he had been sitting in any other chair every thing would have been fine, but he had to sit in the only chair that was facing the window, that was the size of Rhode Island! Quickly, Chris dived behind a bush and began to low crawl away from the house. Once he got away from the house, Chris had to hitch hike to the city. He had to do this because his family lived about ten miles from New York City, and because he hadn't grabbed the keys to his dad's car, Once he arrived in the city it was a short, but expensive, taxi ride to Central Park.
A few minutes later, the taxicab that Chris was riding in stopped in front of Central Park. Chris paid the driver and ran into the park. After a few minutes of looking, Chris found what he was looking for. It was surrounded by fallen trees battle holes, and other signs of the huge battle that hade occurred just a few hours ago. Quickly, Chris ran as fast as he could toward the battle site, jumping over and ducking under fallen trees. Once he got to the site, he started digging through the dirt, searching for something. Soon, he found it. It was the shredded remains of Spider-Man's mask. A few seconds later, he found the gloves. All he needed now was the jacket, but he couldn't find it. After searching the whole battle site, he thought of something. Quickly he looked up. There it was, on the top branch of the tree. He started to climb and fell. This happened several times. Luckily, Chris was very durable, and could take almost anything thrown at him. Finally, he made it up the tree. He was just two branches from the jacket. Then, in a last effort to get the jacket, Chris put his feet on a branch that was right next to him. It was slightly higher, but thinner. Then, Chris jumped for the jacket. He caught it! Then he started to fall back down. Amazingly, he landed back on the branch he had jumped off of! He was balancing perfectly! Slowly, he started to make it back to the trunk of the tree, when the branch broke. Chris hit every branch on the way down before landing in a patch of thorn bushes. But he still had Spider-Man's suit, which to Chris, made it all worthwhile. Quickly, Chris took the costume and stuffed it into the duffel bag he had brought with him and ran back to the street.
Because Chris lived so far from New York City and because his parents never let him borrow the car, Chris hardly ever saw the city. So, he decided to take this opportunity to go sight seeing.
A few minutes later, after he had something to eat, Chris started to walk toward the Empire State Building. When he was just a half a block away, Chris was walking past a very dark alley, when a hand the size of Chris's whole head stuck out and pulled Chris in. Then the hand put a cloth over Chris's mouth, and Chris began to black out.
When Chris woke up, it was already daylight.
After Chris had walked out of the alley, he pushed his long blond hair out of his eyes and pushed the dirt off his shirt. That was when he noticed his wallet was gone. Chris was going to have to walk home, which was not a good thing, considering his parents didn't know he had snuck out the night before. If they caught him, he could kiss every single thing that he considered fun good-bye.
Quickly Chris started to run home. He wasn't looking when he ran out into the street. Chris turned just in time to see the car a few inches away. Then, for some reason, Chris jumped. When he landed, the car was behind him! He had jumped clear over it!
"Wow!" Chris said once he noticed this. "How'd I do that?"
Then he remembered what he was doing and began to run home again.
An hour or two later, Chris now exhausted from his journey was just getting home. Quickly and quietly, Chris started running toward the side of the house that his window was on. He had done this several times before, he was going to run and jump, grabbing onto the highest part of the water drain he could reach. As he ran he began to pick up huge amounts of speed. And then, right before he jumped, he tripped slightly on a root sticking out of the ground. Because of this, when Chris jumped, he jumped lightly to the left. He had jumped much higher that he thought he would. He was headed right for the second story window! Luckily, though, the window was open, so that he went sailing through the room and into the hall. He was already running when he hit the ground. He quickly started going up the stairs three at a time.
"Wow!" Chris said to himself once he was in his room. "I never knew I could jump that high, or that far!"
Then he heard a voice from downstairs. "Chris! Get down here! NOW!" It was his dad.
"Ya?" Chris asked once he was down stairs.
"Where were you last night?" His father asked.
"Here." Chris lied quickly.
"No you weren't. Now tell me, where were you?"
"Here!" Chris said again.
"No you weren't! I checked your room! Now where were you?!"
"O.K., I went into town." 'Here it comes.' Chris thought when he saw the look on his dads face.
"Why did you go into the city with out our permission? You know we don't like you sneaking out at night! Now why did you go there?"
"I just wanted to get out of the house."
"Where's your wallet? How much money did you spend?"
"Just a few dollars on the taxi ride over here and then some food."
"Where's your wallet?" Chris's dad asked again.
"It's in my back pock- Oh no." Chris had almost forgotten all about when his wallet was stolen.
"What do you mean 'Oh no'?" Chris's dad asked quickly. "Someone stole it, right?"
Chris didn't answer.
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"Sorry. I forgot."
"Forgot? How could you forget you were mugged?!?"
"I had other things on my mind."
"Like what? No, you know what? I don't want to hear it. You're grounded. Go to your room."
Slowly Chris turned and walked back upstairs.
Once he was back in his room, Chris opened up the duffle bag that he had been carrying the Spidey suit in. Quickly he put the suit on. It was a little baggy on him, but besides that, it fit him fine.
"This is great!" Chris said as he looked into his mirror. Then he heard someone walking down the hall toward his room. Quickly he took off the suit and stuffed it back into the duffle bag. He dad opened the door as he was putting the duffle bag under his bed.
"What was that?" Chris's dad asked.
"Nothing." Chris said getting up quickly. "I was just cleaning my room."
"No you weren't. You never do."
"So? Does that mean that I can't clean my room when I have nothing else to do?"
"Yes, because you never clean your room. Now tell me, what was that?"
"It was nothing."
"Yes it was." Then Chris's Dad bent over to grab the duffle bag, when Chris pulled him back, trying to stop him. His dad went flying across the room.
"Whoa!" Chris said astonished at what he had just done.
"GET OUT!" Chris's dad yelled. "Get out of my house! NOW!"
Quickly, still not knowing entirely what had just happened, he grabbed his duffle bag, what money he had left, and ran out of the house.
Chapter 2- A New Life
Once Chris was back in town, he began to look for a hotel to spend the night in. It didn't take Chris too long to find one.
"How much are the rooms here?" Chris asked once he was inside.
"Well," the clerk at the front desk began. "They're two hundred-" She stopped. The whole lobby had just shaken so hard some of the people in the lobby fell over.
Quickly Chris ran outside and saw smoke coming out of one of the rooms. Then he saw something jump out. When it hit the ground, it somehow got up and ran into an alley.
When Chris went back inside, the clerk called him over to the desk.
"The rooms are $20 a night." The clerk said quickly. Chris nervously paid for the room, took his key, and walked back outside to explore the city.
That night Chris was getting ready to go back to the hotel and go to sleep. He was walking quickly through Central Park, when he was walking past the battle site. He was looking at the site, when he looked up and saw something swinging past him. Quickly he ran over to a tree and hid behind it. When he looked around the tree, he noticed that what ever had just swung in front of him had stopped, and was walking toward him! Chris then began to climb up the tree, and noticed the he was on the top before he knew it.
When he looked down, Chris noticed that what ever he had just looked at was gone.
Then, with out warning, something landed on top of him, knocking him to the ground.
When Chris looked up, he saw Venom-X standing above him.
"Ah!" Chris yelled when he saw him. "Please don't hurt me!"
"We aren't going to hurt you," Venom-X said looking down at Chris. "You aren't worth it."
"Thank you Spider-Man." Chris said. Even though he couldn't see them, Chris was sure Venom-X's eyes had just bulged.
"Never call me that again!" he yelled as he grabbed Chris by the neck and then threw him in to the street, right in front of an oncoming semi-truck.
Quickly, Chris somehow leaped backwards, clear out of the path of the truck and landed on the wall of a building, one story up.
"What the?" Chris said once he said he noticed that he was sticking to the wall. "How did this happen?" Chris then turned around and began to crawl up the building, until he was on the roof.
"I can't believe it!" Chris said one he was on the roof. "This is great! I can climb walls!" Then Chris started thinking. He could climb walls, he could jump higher than he ever thought he could, and he had great reflexes. 'I wonder.' Chris thought. Then he turned and faced out toward the city. He could see the hotel. It was just a few blocks away. Quickly, Chris stuck out his arm and put his hand in the position that Spider-Man used to put his hand when he wanted to shoot webbing. Once he did, a line of webbing shot out of the bottom of his wrist. "Whoa!" Chris shouted once he saw this. He did this again and again until he managed to control his webbing. Then Chris shot out a line of webbing, which stuck to a building. Quickly Chris grabbed the webbing firmly with both hands, took a few deep breaths, and jumped off the building. He was swinging right for the building in front of him! He was going to hit it! Then Chris quickly let go of the webbing with one hand and shot of another line of webbing just as he let go of the first. Chris began to pick up speed as he approached the hotel. Soon he could see his room, but barley because he was being jerked around because of the webbing. Then when he was one building away from the hotel, Chris shot a line of webbing onto a streetlight. He was going very fast now because of how he was falling. Then as he reached the ground he straightened out his legs and pulled them up so that he would go faster. When he started to swing up he was so close to the ground he would be sitting on it if he went any lower. Then, Chris thought of something, cars. Quickly he began to climb up the webbing slightly, while still trying to stay swinging fast, Chris barley missed hitting the roof of one car, and only because it was small. Then, when Chris was at the top of his swing, he let go of the webbing and flew upward, toward the hotel room roof. A few seconds later though, he was above the hotel. Quickly, he shot a line of webbing and pulled. It opened the skylight in one of the hotel suites. Then he shot another line of webbing and pulled, this time it pulled him toward the room. He landed on the couch in his room, which was now only $100 a month to rent. (Yes, it's a hotel and an apartment.) Luckily, Chris had $600 left over after renting it, thanks to his dad dropping his wallet when Chris knocked him over. Of course Chris planned to pay him back every penny some day.
Once Chris had closed the skylight and caught his breath, with out turning on the light, he sat down to watch some T.V.
When he turned on the T.V., the news was on.
"…And in a related story," the news reporter said. "The owner and chief editor of the newspaper, 'The Daily Bugle', J. Jonah Jameson is now in critical condition at 'Saint Rosa's Worthless Miracle Hospital', after what was believed to be a bomb went off in his apartment earlier tonight."
Chris then got up and walked over to turn on his light. When he did, he saw writing written in webbing all over the wall. It wrote: 'We have had part of our revenge! Now we are after YOU!'
Quickly Chris went around his apartment locking the door and all the windows before turning off the T.V. and going to sleep, a metal bat in his hand.
The next day, after eating breakfast, Chris decided to practice shooting webbing. He did this by shooting a line of webbing at something in the room and pulling them toward him. He practiced all day, taking breaks every other hour to eat or to watch T.V. By 9:00 p.m., he was getting really good at it, so he decided to go practice his web slinging and wall crawling. So, after sewing it up, he put on the Spider-Man suit he found in central park and climbed out his skylight window into the cold night air.
Chapter 3-First Strike
A few hours later, as Chris swung through the air, he heard the sound of glass breaking and looked down to see a gang of robbers breaking into jewelry store. Quickly, Chris let go of his web line and landed on a rooftop across the street from the jewelry store. He then quickly ran and jumped off the roof, landing behind robbers.
"Sorry," Chris said, "This store isn't open on weekends."
One of the robbers turned around, holding a metal bat in one hand, and Chris quickly kicked him in the face, breaking the man's nose and making him drop the bat onto the ground.
That's when the other five robbers noticed Chris was there.
"Hey look!" said one of the robbers. "It's Spider-Man!"
"Hey Spider-Man!" said another robber. "What happened to ya? You didn't seem very strong on TV! In fact, I think we could probably take you down right now! What do you say guys?" he asked, motioning to the other robbers.
'Uh-oh.' Chris thought, as two robbers ran toward him.
Quickly, Chris shot a line of webbing, which hit one of the robbers in the face, blinding him. Chris shot another line at the same robber's shoulder, hitting it, then pulling it, making the robber fall in front of the other robber, tripping him.
Then the other three robbers ran toward Chris. By now they had forced him into the middle of the deserted road.
Quickly, Chris did a double back flip, landing on the wall behind him, chest out, back to the wall. He then remembered the metal bat that the first robber had dropped. While still on the wall, Chris took one hand off and shot a web line onto the bat. He then quickly pulled the bat toward him, as hard he could, hitting one robber in the kneecap, probably breaking it, and hitting the other in the back of the head, knocking him to the ground.
Once Chris had grabbed the bat, he twirled it quickly in his hand in a vertical motion. "Come on!" Chris yelled, taunting the last robber.
"Who the heck are you!" the robber said, looking at Chris, noticing that he wasn't Spider-Man.
"Me?" Chris asked, surprised at the question. After a few seconds of thinking, he said, "I'm Spider-Dude!" Then Chris threw the bat at the robber and swung off into the night.
Over the next few days, Chris spent all of his time training at the gym, in his apartment, or in the streets, until he was strong enough to easily lift a small car into the air. After that it only took Chris a few weeks to make a small impact on the city as Spider-Dude. Soon, almost every one in the city had heard of him, but only a few really believed he could help the city.
Chapter 4-The Beginning
"Help! My car!" Yelled a man who had just been carjacked. A split second later a shadow flew over the man, after the car.
"This is to easy." The carjacker said as he drove down the street. Then he felt a thud on the roof of the car. "Darn! I knew this was too easy!" Then he spotted a semi truck going through and intersection in front of him. "Bingo." The man said as he floored the engine and headed strait for the truck. He made it under the truck, but not without making an earsplitting screech of metal grinding on metal. Quickly the carjacker looked in the rear view mirror, but saw nothing. "What the heck happened to him?" the man asked himself.
Then Spider-Dude broke through the back window of the car, feet first, hitting the carjacker in the back of the head, making the man hit his head on the dashboard.
Quickly, Spider-Dude crawled up front, tied the carjacker up in webbing pushed him into the passengers seat, and took the wheel.
A few minutes later, after seeing how fast the car could go and how good the brakes where, Spider-Dude had returned the car to the owner, had the carjacker pay him for the back window, and had turned to carjacker over to the cops.
Spider-Dude was web swinging home, when his webbing was suddenly cut. Quickly, he shot out another line to try and stable himself again, but it was too late. He ran into a flagpole, hitting him across the waist. Spider-Dude quickly grabbed onto the pole, using both his own grip, and his ability to stick things to hold onto it. Then he looked down, and noticed he was 30 feet up! Slowly and carefully, he began to slide across the pole, over to the wall, when a foot landed on one hand, and a wad of webbing on the other. Spider-Dude quickly looked up, surprised to see webbing besides his own. Venom-X was standing on the pole, and Spider-Dude's hand, stopping him from getting to the wall.
"And here I thought you had left town." Spider-Dude said in a calm, joking voice.
"Shut up, MacIntire." Venom-X said, in the same cold, hash tone Venom had.
"You know my name!" Spider-Dude said in a happy voice, surprised that Venom-X knew who he was.
"Of course we know your name! Who do you think it was that wrote that message in your room?"
The words on the wall flashed through Chris's mind like a picture.
"What did you mean 'We have had part of our revenge?'"
"You fool! Do you not remember what happened that very same night? The explosion in Jameson's room? The black figure that went into the ally?"
Then Chris figured it out. "It was you!" he said.
"Not just us," Venom-X said.
"We helped to." Then Chris looked up to see Venom, Carnage, and The Raptor all sticking to the wall next to Chris.
'Well, there goes that way out.' Chris thought.
"I think it's time for me to go." Spider-Dude said. Then he broke his hand free of the webbing and did a spin on the pole, knocking Venom-X off the pole. Then, he let go of the pole, letting himself fall until he grabbed a windowsill a few stories down and pulled himself in.
"Can I help you?" a young woman around Chris's age said she had red hair and green eyes.
"Don't mind me." Spider-Dude said. "Just tell me where your door is, and you should probably lock your doors and windows tonight."
Once Spider-Dude was out of the apartment building, he quickly into a deserted ally to change out of his suit. Chris stuffed his suit into the backpack he carried with him as he walked to the hotel he was staying in.
The next day Chris noticed he was running low on money and decided it was time to start looking for a job.
After five days of looking, Chris finally got a job as a taxi driver.
One day, as Chris was driving through China Town, when a young lady waved him down.
"Where to, Miss?" Chris asked turning around. Suddenly, he noticed it was the same girl who had was living in the apartment Chris had fallen into the other night.
"Saint Rosa's Worthless Miracle Hospital please." She said.
A few minutes into the drive, the girl looked up at Chris and said. "Do I know you?"
"I don't think so, why?" Chris said.
"Your voice sounds familiar."
"Oh. No, I don't think I've ever seen you before."
"Are you sure?"
"So why are you going to the hospital?" Chris asked quickly, changing the subject.
"They're finally letting my uncle Jameson out."
"Jameson? J. Johan Jameson?"
"Yes. I'm his niece, Sandra Jameson."
"You know, I recently applied for a job at your uncle's company."
"Really?" Sandra said sounding surprised. "What's your name? Maybe my uncle told me about you once."
"Well, I doubt it, I never got the job, but my name's Chris MacIntire."
"Chris MacIntire? Aren't you the son of that big tire dealer who lives right outside of New York? The one who stole his Visa and ran away from home?"
"I didn't steal it, I accidentally took it. And no, I didn't run away from home. They threw me out."
"Oh, sorry."
Chris and Sandra talked for the rest of the ride.
When Chris finally got home, around 2:00 a.m., he quickly went to his new laptop and e-mailed Sandra.
Over the next few months, Chris developed a very strong relationship with Sandra, while still trying to be Spider-Dude and keep his job going.
One day, as Chris and Sandra were eating lunch together at a café, Chris quickly asked, "Will you move in with me?"
"What?" Sandra asked, surprised. "Are you serious?"
"Well, you tell me almost every day that your apartment is a total dump, and how you need to move because you're cramped and hate living with your parents."
"Ya, well…"
"Well what?"
"Well, moving is so expensive, and I'm already cramped enough as it is."
"I have plenty of room! And I have a guest room! Trust me, you'll love it! There's a sun light with a ladder so we can sit on the roof and eat, there's a great view, and the hotel gives us room service once a month!"
"I don't know."
"Come on, Sandy! Just one month, then, if you don't like it, you can go back!"
"Well, O.K.!"
"Great!" Chris said excitedly as he stood up. "I'll help you pack!"
That night Chris and Sandy were walking through China Town, when they heard a scream in and ally right in front of them. Chris looked over and saw a man trying to steal an old woman's purse.
"Stay here." Chris told Sandy as he started walking quickly toward the man.
"Let go of her purse." Chris said calmly.
When the robber looked up, all he did was laugh.
"What?" Asked the robber. "Are you trying to stop me? You're just a little shrimp!"
"I said, let go of her purse." Chris said again, this time with more fierceness.
"So," the robber said, stuffing the purse in his pocket and walking over to Chris. "You want some trouble, huh?" Then the robber pulled out a crowbar. "Well, bring it on."
Then the robber swung the crow bar at Chris, barley missing his left ear. The robber then swung the bar halfway and then threw a punch strait at Chris's ribs. This surprised Chris, but he easily jumped over the man's huge arm, kicking the crowbar out of the man's hand while still in the air. Once Chris hit the ground, he quickly kicked the man in his left ribs, punched him in his right ribs, then kicked him right in the face, grabbing the old woman's purse before the man landed on his back, grabbing his ribs in pain.
"Here's your purse, ma'am." Chris said as he handed the purse back to the old woman.
"Wow!" Sandy said once Chris had walking back over to where she was standing. "How did you do that?"
"In New York, you need to know how to defend yourself." Chris said as they started walking again.
Once he and Sandy had gotten back to their apartment, Sandy began to unpack while Chris checked the messages on the answering machine.
"BEEP! You have one new message." The answering machine said when Chris pressed play. "7:15 p.m. Today. 'Hey Chris! It's me, your boss. Hey, listen, I need you to go pick up that big tire dealer MacIntire. I think you already know the address.' BEEP! You have no new messages."
Chris just stood there for a few minutes. He hadn't even seen his dad in over a month, and now he had to go back home, pick him up, and drive him somewhere. They would be in the car for at least a half an hour. 'I'm not going as this Chris.' Chris thought to himself as he walked outside to his car.
Two days later, it was pouring rain as Chris got into his car and started to drive toward his old house. He looked completely different from how he had two days ago. He had on a black t-shirt, black paints, a new silver neck chain and watch, and a black raincoat that covered everything, including his head if he pulled up the hood. He had also cut his hair, spiked it up, and dyed it brown.
Once Chris arrived at his old house, he walked up to the door and rang the doorbell. Inside he could hear his parents talking.
"Honey," his dad said. "Can you get the door, I think my cab is here, but I still need to put on my tie."
"O.K." his mom said.
Chris quickly pulled up his hood so that no one could see his face.
A few seconds later, his mom opened the door. "Oh, hello." She said. "You must be my husbands cab driver. I'm his wife, Mrs. MacIntire. My husband should be down soon. You can wait in the living room, if you want. May I take your coat?"
"No." Chris said quickly, in a low, ruffled voice. "I'm fine."
"Well, O.K." Then Chris's mom turned, and walked away.
Chris's dad walked into the room at the same time Chris's mom left.
"Hello." Chris's dad said with out even looking up. "I'm in a bit of a hurry, so if we could go now, that'd be great."
Chris turned and walked out of the house with out even saying a word.
"So," Chris said, once they where in the cab. "Where to, Dad?" Quickly Chris spun around in his seat while pulling his hood off and looked his dad right in the eye.
"Chris!" his dad said surprised. "What are you doing here?"
"This is what I do for a living, Dad. It's my job."
"You're a cab driver? Where do you live?"
"In an apartment in the city." Chris said as he turned around, started up the car, and began to drive.
"An apartment? How do you afford an apartment? I canceled my credit card almost a month ago, and I'm sure this job doesn't pay very well."
"My girlfriend is helping me pay the rent. She's a nurse at the hospital down the road."
"Oh, so you've got a roommate too, huh?"
"Ya. Now where do you want me to take you?"
"The bank. And one more thing. What's up with that hairdo?"
By the time they arrived at the bank, Chris and his dad had worked out all their problems.
"See you on Thanksgiving." Chris's dad said as he began to get out of the car.
"See ya." Chris said as he began to drive away.
When he got home, he was just about to go have a quick snack, when he stopped. His spider-sense was tingling. A lot.
"Sandy?" Chris asked. "Are you home?"
Quickly he went into the living room, only to find glass from the skylight window all over the floor. "Sandra!" Chris yelled as he quickly jumped onto the wall and then out onto the roof.
Then Chris saw a message carved into the wooden table that he had brought onto the roof for dinner.
It read: If you ever want to see your girlfriend again, come to Central Park tomorrow night at midnight. Well be waiting. Your pal, Venom-X.
Chapter 5-Training
Quickly, Chris ran back into his room, grabbed his mask, went back out onto the roof with his mask on, and jumped off.
A few minutes later, Spider-Dude arrived at the window of Peter Parker's apartment. With out stopping, he swung toward the window feet first, and went crashing through it.
Once in side, Spider-Dude quickly got his bearings, and ran toward what he guessed was Peter's bedroom.
Once he was in the room, he heard a scream, and instinctively shot a line of webbing toward it. When he turned, he saw Mary Jane Parker standing in the corner, with webbing covering her mouth.
"I'll be right out. I just need something of your husband's." Spider-Dude said, as he pulled the webbing off of Mary Jane's mouth. "Now where did he keep his suit?"
"In the closet, in a safe." Mary Jane said, noticing that it was Spider-Dude. "Why?"
"I need one." Spider-Dude said as he walked over the closet, and after a few seconds of pulling, pulled the safe door off. After a few minutes of looking through the safe he pulled out Spider-Man's old steel plated suit. Quickly, he changed suits, and jumped back out the window.
Suddenly, after jumping out the window, Spider-Dude found that the steel suit was much heavier than what he was used to, and because of this, he now moved much slower than before.
Finally, the next day, after training in the steel plated suit all the night before, and all that day, the clock hit 11:30 p.m. and Spider-Dude started out for Central Park.
Chapter 6-The Finale Battle
Once Spider-Dude arrived at Central Park, he quickly headed for the center of the park. Venom-X was waiting for him.
"Where's Sandra?" Spider-Dude demanded once he saw Venom-X.
"Don't worry MacIntire." Venom-X said. "We haven't hurt her. Yet."
"What do you want?"
"I see you found our suit."
"Answer me!" Spider-Dude yelled.
"Haven't you figured it out yet?" Venom-X said with a slight laugh. "This is a trap!"
Spider-Dude jumped to the side, right before a Symbiote ax hit right where he was standing. He looked up to see The Raptor jump down from a tree. Spider-Dude easily kicked him before he hit the ground, making him go flying into a tree. Then Carnage landed on top of Spider-Dude, punching him as hard as he could. A second later, Carnage was screaming in pain, he was on fire.
"I also borrowed something from you." Spider-Dude said to Venom-X as he got up. He pulled off one glove to show Peter's old web shooters. "I put and adhesive in them so that the webbing would burn." Then he shot a line at Venom-X hitting him right in the face.
"My eyes!" Venom-X screamed, as his suit curled back in pain, showing Peter Parker's face for the first time in months. His eyes had grown full of evil, and his teeth were covered in black goop.
Then Spider-Dude noticed something. Where was Venom?
Suddenly, he got hit from behind, knocking him to the ground. Spider-Dude stuck his hand out, but Venom grabbed his wrist and ripped the web shooter from his right hand. Then Spider-Dude kicked to the side, hitting Venom in the leg and making him fall. Quickly Spider-Dude jumped out of the way of one of Raptor's axes, making it hit Venom in the back.
Quickly, Spider-Dude covered Venom in the burning webbing before covering him in his own webbing. Then he spun around and did the same to The Raptor and Carnage.
Now it was just Venom-X and Spider-Dude.
"What are you going to do, MacIntire?" Venom-X asked in a taunting voice.
"First," Spider-Dude said. I'll bet you to a bloody pulp, and then I'll go get my girl back. Then Spider-Dude jumped at Venom-X. Venom-X easily dodged it, before elbowing Spider-Dude in the back.
"Nice try." Venom-X said. "But you're just to weak. You could never replace Spider-Man. you're just a guinea pig!"
"What did you just say?" Spider-Dude said, standing up.
"You mean you don't even know how you got your 'powers'?"
"No. How?"
"It was us who did it!"
"What?"
"That's right. We were the one who mugged you. Once you passed out, I injected a serum into you that would give you the same power's that Peter Parker has!"
"Why?"
"Well, once you grabbed that suit, we thought it would be fun to see what would happen if we gave you my powers! We knew we could beat you."
"What did you just say? Did you just say 'your' powers? I thought Peter Parker was no longer part of you."
"What? No. You heard me wrong."
"There you did it again. You said 'me'. You guys never say that! Peter's still in you isn't he?"
"Shut up!"
"It must have happened when your mask came off!"
"I said shut up!" Venom-X said as he jumped at Spider-Dude.
Chris quickly took off his mask and hit Venom-X with it, easily knocking him to the ground.
"Try again." Chris said as he put his mask back on.
Then Venom-X came at him with a whole new battle move, hitting Spider-Dude 10 time, stunning him. Stumbling, Spider-Dude tripped over Eddie Brock, who was lying on the ground, covered in webbing.
Then Spider-Dude felt a sharp pain in his leg. He looked down to see Eddie's Symbiote crawling up his leg. He was covered in it in a matter of seconds.
Spider-Dude looked down to see he was wearing brown baggy cargo pants, a white long-sleeved shirt underneath a black t-shit with a red silhouette of a spider on it, and his Spider-Man mask and gloves.
"Cool!" Spider-Dude said as he stood up.
"Not cool!" Venom-X said as he backed up.
Then Spider-Dude shot a line of webbing at him, pulling Venom-X toward him, before kicking him in the side of the head.
Spider-Dude continued beating up Venom-X, not noticing the dark red blob behind Venom-X.
Then Venom-X suddenly grabbed Spider-Dude's leg inches away from his head, and twisted it, flipping Spider-Dude onto his head.
The other two Symbiotes had joined Venom-X, to make him even more powerful.
Then, a few minutes later, Chris's Symbiote left him to join Venom-X, leaving him in just the steel suit again.
After a few minutes of being beat on by Venom-X, Spider-Dude was near death. But before he was hit with the final blow, Spider-Dude shot all of the fire webbing he had left right at Venom-X's chest, making all four suits retract.
"Peter!" Chris yelled, quickly, pulling his mask off. "Fight it Peter! Don't let the suit win! Fight it!"
Peter struggled as the suit tried to get back on him.
Then Chris remembered something and he pulled a Zippo™ out of his pocket, before tossing it to Peter. Quickly Peter opened it and put the flame against the one part of the Symbiote that was left, right in the middle of his chest.
Suddenly the Symbiote started on fire, and Peter cried out in pain as the Symbiote eventually shriveled up and disappeared.
Peter fell to his knees as he grabbed the burn mark that the Symbiote had left in the middle of his chest. "This'll leave a scare for sure." Peter said with a laugh as he sat up against a tree with Chris listening to the police sirens get closer.
"Well," Chris said as he got up and pulled his mask on. "I gotta go save my girl. Where is she?"
"In storage room 106 in the Daily Bugle. And one more thing, Chris."
"Ya?" Chris asked, turning around.
"Thanks."
"Any time. And just so ya know, you can have back your suit, I'm through being the hero."
Then he shot one line of webbing from each hand onto two branches and shot himself in a slingshot fashion into the air.
Chapter 7-Closing
After picking the lock to the storage room, Spider-Dude turned on the light to see Sandra covered in webbing.
Quickly he pulled the webbing off her face.
"Spider-Man?" Sandra said. "What are you doing here?"
"It's me." Chris said after taking a big gulp and pulling his mask off.
"CHRIS!" Sandra shouted, surprised to see his face under the mask.
"Shh!" Chris said quickly, fearing some one might hear them. "Let's get you out of here." he said as he started to pull the rest of the webbing off Sandra.
Over the next few weeks Chris and Sandra's relationship only got stronger, until, on their anniversary, Chris proposed to Sandra, and she said yes.
THE END