SPIDER-MAN
a fanfiction by Chipolata
[Chapter 6]
Peter walked down the street, hands full of flowers and head full of thoughts. His problem - how to tell Mary Jane he used to be Spider-man. He felt he owed it to her to explain the other night.
"Hey MJ, guess what? I'm Spider-man! Well, not at the moment, I lost my Spider-Powers and now some other guy is. He's from Japan and... aw, man. How am I gonna do this?" He asked himself. "Well, here I am." He knocked on the door. "MJ? It's me, Peter. MJ, are you home?"
Peter heard a crash inside. He placed his hand on the doorknob, only to have it fall off in his hand. Now expecting the worst, Peter kicked open the door.
The house was in ruins. The carpet had burn marks, the walls were scratched deeply, the furniture was overturned and the phone dangled off the hook.
"Mary Jane!!" Peter yelled.
Vegeta swung into his room after an easy night protecting his city. He pulled off his mask, gloves and boots and pulled a shirt and pants over the rest of his costume. After shoving the web-shooters into his pocket along with his mask, gloves and boots (big pockets), he made his way down stairs.
He walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge. Grabbing the juice bottle, he turned to Mrs Briefs who was also in the kitchen, cooking.
"Where's Bulma?" Vegeta asked.
"She went to the store to pick up some flour for me." Mrs Briefs told him. "I'm getting a little worried, though. That was a while ago. I hope she's okay."
The phone rang.
"Oh, that probably her." Vegeta said and picked it up. "Hello?"
"Hello Vegeta..." The cruel voice said. "Guess who?"
"Green Goblin!" Vegeta hissed.
Vegeta cast an eye to Mrs Briefs, then took the phone around the corner so she wouldn't overhear.
"That's right." The Green Goblin sneered. "And you'll never guess who I've got with me right now." Green Goblin chuckled.
The gagged and muffled screams of a woman yelling "Vegeta! Help me!" came down the line.
"Bulma!!" Vegeta exclaimed.
"Hmm, not dull are we Spider-man? That's right. Plus a few other guests. Now, perhaps I should tell you before you do your appearing trick: if I see you appear from nowhere, unexpected, I will explode my holding place and kill all of my hostages."
Vegeta swallowed.
"You're obviously a bright fellow, so I'm going to give you a clue as to my whereabouts. Listen carefully, now...
Father of Harry, but not the Potter kind,
Built this building of mine.
Floor B12 is where I'll be,
But how to get here? You'll never see!
"Oh, and Spider-man? You have three hours!" The Green Goblin finished with his high-pitched laugh and hung up the phone.
Vegeta was left staring at the receiver.
"Who was it, Vegeta?" Mrs Briefs asked. "Was it Bulma?"
Vegeta shook his head, and replaced the phone. As soon as he did, the phone rang again. Vegeta jumped, then picked up the phone.
"Who is it?" He asked.
"Vegeta, it's Peter! My girlfriend, Mary Jane is missing! I think she's been kidnapped, her house is a mess!" Peter cried. "You're gonna need to come over, it might be serious."
"It is." Vegeta said. "I'll be there in an instant." He put down the phone and turned to Mrs Briefs. "I'm going to go get Bulma. She said she's hurt her ankle or something. I'll be back soon, I hope."
"Okay Vegeta." Mrs Briefs said, watching the oven. "Wait... what did you mean by I hope- Vegeta?" She turned and saw the empty room. "Where'd he go?" she asked.
Peter put down the phone and sat down on a ripped kitchen chair. He put his head in his hands, sick with worry. Who could've done this? Who had Mary Jane? He heard a noise behind himself.
"Vegeta, I presume?" He said, not looking up.
"Wrong."
Peter turned, and barely had time to utter "What?" before he was hit in the head and everything went black.