The Tangled Webs We Weave

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Chapter 5- Unexpected Visitors

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A.N: As I'm not familiar with the comics or cartoons all that well, I made up gangs and people who Spidey could've dealt with in the past, after all this is fanfic, just don't think about it, I'm going from the Movieverse anyway. Thanks for all the support, you readers rock, and you reviewers rock even more! Thanks!

Enjoy

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Spidey decided to check in on his old friends The Razors, a gang who operated in NYC, with deep connections in the underworld and on the black market, who had been the force behind very carefully organised and successful robberies when Spiderman and they had first met. Things had been a little too quiet from them since then so they were Spiderman's first stop.

He alighted on the roof of a warehouse he knew they frequented as a base, and peered through the dirt covered skylight, trying to see through the darkness.

He saw a group of five men shrouded in shadow crowded round a large box that they were using to play cards on. Spiderman took this opportunity to slip through the large hole in the roof and slip silently on a sliver of webbing, down to just above them. He the yo-yoed down into the centre of them and up again, letting go of the webbing and landing a few feet away.

"Hey guys!" He said brightly, catching them all off guard and scaring the crap out of them, he had to admit. They had all jumped up and were reaching for their guns.

"No need for that guys, I really wouldn't recommend it tonight."

"Jesus, you scared the crap outta me you overgrown bug!" The leader, Damien growled a hand on his chest, but trying to look cool while doing so.

"I'm not looking for trouble tonight, unless you give me any. I'm looking for information."

"Where'd you lose it?" Another greasy haired gang member snickered. He was silenced by a sharp look from Damien.

"Uh, well if you aint looking for trouble…" Damien considered it, then an auburn haired gang member with a tattoo over the left side of his face and neck and down his arm whispered in his ear.

"We can take him Day, there are five of us. Get rid of the pesky bud once and for all."

Spiderman decided not to pretend he didn't hear, and took a ready posture.

"Try it, sleaze ball, you'd be webbed to the wall before you can say bad tattoo job."

The tattooed male tried to make a rush at him but Spiderman easily sidestepped and tripped the guy with his foot before extending his arm and webbing his ankles and wrists together with ease.

"He won't be getting up in a while, anyone else want a go, or can we get to business?"

The remaining men all furiously shook their heads so Spiderman nodded and continued.

"A good friend of mine has gone missing, someone has been sending threatening letters, stalking her and now she's missing, you guys wouldn't happen to know anything about that now would you?"

"Ah, he means that hotty who he saved on the bridge, you two an item bug boy?" The greasy haired one raised his eyebrows suggestively.

Spiderman whipped towards him, hauling him up into the air by his collar.

"I'd shut up now if I were you. You might have trouble making those jokes through a mashed up face." Spiderman's voice was laden with anger, he had never felt so scared and furious in his life, the thought of someone kidnapping MJ, stalking her, doing who knows what, who knows where. It terrified him.

"Sorry dude. I didn't mean no offence." The guy held up his hands meekly.

"Good." Spiderman threw him back onto the ground and turned to the others.

"Im not in the mood for games here, one of my best friends is in big trouble and if I have to pummel every scumbag in this city to find her then I will, so cut the crap and tell me what you know!"

"We don't know nothing Spidey, though a girl like that I'm kinda sad we didn't do it ourselves."

Spiderman was getting more and more annoyed with the gang and rammed Damien into a nearby wall with massive force, scattering dust from the rafters over the assembled.

"I'm getting really fed up with asking you Damien, don't make me ask again."

"I swear, I swear we haven't heard anything, there's no way we'd be lying to such an… illustrious hero such as yourself… You're like our idol man, haha." Damien stammered nervously.

Spiderman regarded his terrified expression and decided to believe the group, they genuinely seemed to be oblivious.

"If I find out you guys are hiding something… I'd be prepared to leave the state." Spiderman warned, before shooting out a strand of webbing and disappearing the way he came.

Spiderman decided he wasn't gonna be able to get anywhere else, he still had errands to run and he decided to check back as Peter, at the house in case anyone had contacted him.

Peter ran back to his apartment, and flung the door open, his eyes darting around the apartment, expecting a stalker to leap out at him from behind the door, instead he was greeted with a more shocking sight.

"You! But how?" He gawped.

"Hi Peter."

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MWAHAHA I'm so evil, crappy cliff-hanger ending. I'm very sorry, but its very late and I'm stumped, I had massive writers block on this and this chap was totally below par, but review please, be tolerant, the next chapter will be much better, promise! Thanks for reading.

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