Chapter 4
"Welcome to probably the smallest mall in New York City."
"Okay."
"Okay, sit down, I'll get the coffee."
I sat down at a table. As I was sitting there I sensed something. It was as if it was coming from behind me. I spun around and grabbed it in mid-air. A group of people that was laughing stopped and turned back to their table.
"What was that?" Peter asked as he handed me my cup.
"Don't know, it was almost instinctive, I'm still getting use to these powers, I just found out I had them today."
"Okay, so, tell me what you know of your story."
"All right. About one month into my mother's pregnancy I was genetically engineered along with my twin who was taken form my mother during the surgery and placed in another woman. Then, my parents moved to Africa to study the wildlife. I came back to visit my uncle, passed out on the plane, was taken to a hospital, and then was told of my 'gift.'"
"Well, my story is that during a science seminar, a spider was dosed with some radiation, no one knew about it. The thing bit me and I developed my 'gift' almost instantly."
"Strange."
"Hi Spidey." A woman said from behind me.
"Huh, oh, hi Mary Jane, Chris this is my wife, Mary Jane. Mary Jane, this is my new friend Chris Collins."
"He isn't the guy who saved you butt today is it?"
"Wow, your gonna be as famous as me, pretty quick too."
"I wouldn't call it fame, half the town wants you dead or behind bars." She said sitting down at the table.
"Some reputation you've got."
"Yep, all thanks to my boss, J.J. Jameson."
"Your boss?"
"I'm a photographer for the Daily Bugle, I'll see if I can get you a job."
"Cool."
"Well, shouldn't you be out patrolling or something?"
"Actually, I was gonna give Chris here my spare web-shooters."
"Ah, you want two web-slingers in town?"
"Why not, it'll take the pressure off me."
"Oh great, so now I'm going to be caught up in this."
"Come on." He said finishing his coffee and getting up.
"Where we going?" I said finishing my coffee.
"My place."
"Okay."
We walked out of the mall and called a cab.
"Where to?" The driver asked.
"West River Drive."
"All right."
"Welcome to probably the smallest mall in New York City."
"Okay."
"Okay, sit down, I'll get the coffee."
I sat down at a table. As I was sitting there I sensed something. It was as if it was coming from behind me. I spun around and grabbed it in mid-air. A group of people that was laughing stopped and turned back to their table.
"What was that?" Peter asked as he handed me my cup.
"Don't know, it was almost instinctive, I'm still getting use to these powers, I just found out I had them today."
"Okay, so, tell me what you know of your story."
"All right. About one month into my mother's pregnancy I was genetically engineered along with my twin who was taken form my mother during the surgery and placed in another woman. Then, my parents moved to Africa to study the wildlife. I came back to visit my uncle, passed out on the plane, was taken to a hospital, and then was told of my 'gift.'"
"Well, my story is that during a science seminar, a spider was dosed with some radiation, no one knew about it. The thing bit me and I developed my 'gift' almost instantly."
"Strange."
"Hi Spidey." A woman said from behind me.
"Huh, oh, hi Mary Jane, Chris this is my wife, Mary Jane. Mary Jane, this is my new friend Chris Collins."
"He isn't the guy who saved you butt today is it?"
"Wow, your gonna be as famous as me, pretty quick too."
"I wouldn't call it fame, half the town wants you dead or behind bars." She said sitting down at the table.
"Some reputation you've got."
"Yep, all thanks to my boss, J.J. Jameson."
"Your boss?"
"I'm a photographer for the Daily Bugle, I'll see if I can get you a job."
"Cool."
"Well, shouldn't you be out patrolling or something?"
"Actually, I was gonna give Chris here my spare web-shooters."
"Ah, you want two web-slingers in town?"
"Why not, it'll take the pressure off me."
"Oh great, so now I'm going to be caught up in this."
"Come on." He said finishing his coffee and getting up.
"Where we going?" I said finishing my coffee.
"My place."
"Okay."
We walked out of the mall and called a cab.
"Where to?" The driver asked.
"West River Drive."
"All right."