CHAPTER 1
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MISTAKEN FOR A COPYCAT




Alice Porter was a twenty year old girl who lived alone with her older sister, Sandra Porter. Standing at five feet and seven inches, she was one of the tallest in the family. Her hair was about three inches past her shoulder and a soft, chestnut color. Her facial frame was round, with a slightly share chin; making her appear prettier than most girls. Her eyes were a deep aquamarine, that stood out like a red flower in a field of yellow daisies. Her figure was hard and a bit more muscular then normal girl. She had a large butt, slightly wide hips and a particulary small waist.


She was wildly 'goo-goo' over the one who had inspired her to use her gifts for the good: Spider-Man. Ever since he first appeared in the Daily Bugle, she had read every single article and had clipped out every single picture printed. She had a large bulletin board right in front of her bed that was full of pictures and important articles, even of those from the Green Goblin. Alice had been practicing very often with her abilities, but the one she hadn't completely discovered was the ability that Spider-Man didn't have: being able to talk to spiders.


Althought it didn't look like it, her room was feminine and had a fresh atmosphere to it. Her walls were colored a soft sky blue, her carpet was a delicate white—meaning no one could enter with shoes—and her bedspread along with her curtains were pearly white with soft tints of blue. It seemed like your typical young adult room, but the inhabitant was not so typical, for she was Spider-Woman.


A cold breeze blew into the room through the french window to the east of the room. The curtains fluttered softly as the Spider-Man pictures and articles ruffled to the wind. Alice was hard at her studies, her nose buried in an Advanced Biology book. She could smell the sweet aroma of cinnamon linger through her room as her stomach gave a loud and furious growl, "..Hm.. wonder what Sandie's making," she said quietly pushing her chair back and standing up. She arched her back as it make a silent pop sound. Wincing to the odd little sound, Alice craned her neck to the open french window. She turned on her heel and walked over to it. When she reached them, her eyes rose up to glare at the orange, pink and red sky. "Tonight we will meet, Spider-Man. No matter what," she said with a secure tone in her voice. Even though she had been practicing how to shoot her web, climb on walls and swing from building to building, she hadn't exactly gone out to fight some villians. She hated the fact that she didn't bring up the courage to go out. Every night, for the past three weeks she had stood in the exact same place near her french window and vowed to go out. But everything single night she'd chicken out. Damnit, if only I had the guts to go out there and kick ass. She'd scold herself after each night. Tonight was diffrent, though. Tonight was the night she would bring up her courage and leave her doubts behind.


After a delicious vegetarian dinner made by Sandra, Alice headed up to her room and locked herself in. She made sure to tell her sister she was going to study for an upcoming test and that she didn't want to be disturbed. Natuarally Sandra would believe her lie, due to the fact that Alice was a total school girl.


Alice stealthly walked to the edge of her bed, kneeling down and reaching underneath the covers. She pulled out a Walmart bag that was tied at the handles. After undoing the extremely tight knot on the bag, she lifted up her hand-made costume. It was identical to Spider-Man's, only the black spider design on the chest was a tad bit diffrent. The mask was red and the sharp pointed oculars were pitch black, unlike Spider-Man's whose were white. The black web design ran across the mask and body part, until it was cut off the blue spandex.

Butterflies fluttered in her stomach as she slipped on the suit with little difficulty. In fact, the suit gave her more freedom of movement than anything she'd ever wore before. A grin crossed her lips, but it was unoticable from under her mask. She was ready for action and ready for her first night out as a hero.



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"Ah! Shit!" she howled as she swung from one building to another. The speed she was going at was incredible. She could feel the wind howl past her as she came to a stop on top of a flat building. She was panting because she had nearly slammed into the window of an office building. She stumbled to the edge of bulding as she looked down at the busy streets of new york.
A buzzing. A hard buzzing in the back of her head told her something was wrong. Danger was near. It got louder.. stronger. It was very close.


"...Huh?" she gasped, looking at a large black truck pull up behind the city bank. Her spider sense was hitting her like a rock and she knew that they were trouble. She extended her right hand towards the building across from her and brought her middle and ring finger up to her palm, just like Spider-Man. A sticky, stringy, and elastic type string shot out of her wrist as it glued itself firmly to the building. The web retracted back into her wrist as she was pulled to the side of the building. The tips of all her fingers were stuck on the brick wall as she watched the suspicious men jump out of the truck and scuttle towards the bank. Her spider sense was at red alert, blasting her head with a powerful buzzing. She knew she had to control it, for she knew where the danger was. It didn't get any better.


These guys were planning something brutal because she saw them plant a few odd looking cases against the wall. They all ran back to the truck and hid behind it. Before she knew it there was a defening blast that made her want to make sure her ear drums were still in her head. All four men ran through the large hole in the wall that was surrounded by orange and red flames, "Oh... crap. Here I go!" she said, shooting her web down towards the ground and swinging at full speed towards them. She stood there for a moment..hesitant, but then something in the back of her mind told her to go for it. She was going to do this, no matter. She ran through the hole and saw people scattered all over the floor and the clearks at the counters with their hands up, "Hold it there you boneheads!" she said with a loud voice. Everyone turned their heads and were a bit confused. This wouldn't be Spider-Man. If it was, then, man, did he let himself go into the girl side. Alice raised her hand as one of the cronies raised his gun and shot at her, but her spider sense warned her of the danger as she twisted her body and evaded the bullet with ease, "Bad boys, bad boys.. wha'cha gonna do? Wha'cha gonna do when I kick your butt?" she sang as she sent her web twirling around a pair of the men. The others were aiming their guns, but she jumped up and clung to the ceiling. Before they could pull the tigger on their guns, she sent a web blasting at them at full speed. This is easier than I thought! Now why didn't I do this before? She thought as she jumped off the ceiling and walked over to the first pair that were entwined in her web, "Tch, tch, tch. Didn't your mommy ever tell you not to play with guns?" she mocked, picking them up with ease and walking over to the hole they had made. She tossed them through the flames and she could hear the police that were already outside questioning at the odd show. She ran over to the other pair and did they same: tossing them out. She followed this time and watched at the dumbstruck police man stared at her, "You have your men! Take them." she called, nodding at a few police officers as she raised her right hand and swung off into the darkness.


She felt real good. Nothing in the world could take away the feeling of accomplishing something so great. Her heart was full of happiness as she swung from building to building, "I did it! I'm so great! Woo-hoo!" she sang to the darkness of the night. Finally coming to a stop on a building, she skipped to the edge and once again looked down at the busy city. This is great advancement! I feel so great. I can do it over and over! I'm so happy. Her happiness didn't last too long, for she caught the sound of something moving behind her. She cocked to her and gasped through her mask. Her heart skipping a beat..for she saw the one she admired with everything she had: Spider-Man.

"...Spider-Man?" came her soft and feminine voice. He eyed her, though she couldn't exactly see his eyes and vice-versa. She was scared to say another syllable. What do I tell him? Is he going to attack me? I don't sense danger... frikkin crap. "Who are you?" Spider-Man finally said in a tone that expressed curiosity and a slightness of confusion, "I am.. Spider-Woman." she said softly. "Seriously.. what sort of moron do you think I am?" he said with a bit of annoyance. "I don't. I actually look up to you." she said. Oh, man. I know he must think I'm a frikkin nut. Crap... um, should I go? He was amused. A soft chuckled escaped his covered face as he approched her, "Take off your mask." he said in a serious tone, "you can get hurt for wanting to be like me," he continued, "I am like you." she said, stepping back and falling off the building, "No!" he howled, running to the edge to see her dangling from her fingertips at the near end of the building, ".. What the hell is going on?" he whispered, watching her dissapear into the darkness of an alley.

She ran. Ran fast as hell. She was scared that he would think she was nothing normal. She was like him. She hold him the truth, but he didn't know that. He didn't. All he knew was that someone was trying to be him and that she was trying to copy him. A copycat. No, she wasn't a copycat. She just wanted to be.. like him. A hero.