Chapter Five
Burnt
Our two heroes had now found themselves on-top of a large sky- scrapper over looking New York.
"Hurry and get down." Matt said gruffly as he rummaged through a bag he had brought along. Finding what he was looking for he pulled it out and handed it to Peter.
"What is this?" Peter asked looking over the costume. "That would be a crappy makeover of your already crappy costume." Matt replied with a laugh.
"Alright, alright, just keep the wise-cracks to me buddy." Peter said with a sigh as he reluctantly started to put on the costume.
Peter slowly looked over the costume with a laugh. The poor guy had tried his best to remake the Spider-Man costume but it hadn't gone over to well.
Matt must have made this on short time, seeing that parts of the costume was patched together by fragments of clothes. Half the costume was a dark burgundy, the rest a very light blue. He had even designed a small little web despinser.
"Very nice," Peter said with another laugh. "I can see it now, 'Spider-Man Seeks Help of Fab Five.'"
"Fab Five?" Matt asked as he started to look over his weapons. Making sure nothing was missing from the previous battle.
"You really don't get out much do you?" Peter smirked but then his eyes widened as a disturbing thought came to mind. What if this was him, twenty years from now? His whole life had been wasted on Spider-Man, and he had no friends, no knowledge of anything really.
Peter's thoughts were soon interrupted as footsteps could be heard coming towards them, luckily Peter had already dressed into his costume.
"We meet again?" Matt called out to the lurking figure. Peter put up a hand as to hush him.
"Step forward, creature of shadow!" Peter yelled forward and lunged forward only to get a tingling feeling on his neck and a searing pain in his thigh.
"She stabbed me!" Peter yelled as he fell to the ground.
"Amateur," Matt muttered as he threw his billy-club towards her.
"AIE." Said the women as she dodged the cane and threw it back at Matt, hitting him in the gut.
"Hello there, Elektra." Matt said as he regained his balance and put the club in his back pocket.
"Wow! You two know each other. Let me guess, both a little drunk, one night stand?" Peter said, letting them both know he was back in the fight.
"That about sums it up." Elektra said as she rushed Matt and shoved him off the side of the building.
Elektra had caught him in surprise, a thing she was highly skilled in doing. She turned towards Peter and smiled, putting her knife away.
"What are you doing, taking orders from him?" Elektra ran her finger down his chest. Peter couldn't resist,
"Naw, this is pretty much a one time thing. I don't think it's working out." He said with a nervous laugh. Was she coming on to him?
Elektra bent in slowly and pulled up Peter's mask. She was inches away from his lips before she fell to the ground.
"Damn you!" Peter yelled at Matt, who had climbed back up and struck Elektra in the side.
"Shut-up kid, we don't have time! We have to get out of here." Matt said angrily. Slightly taken aback that Elektra had referred to there relationship as a 'one night stand'.
Elektra laid on the ground, her eyes opened. Simply faking that she was hurt to listen in on there conversation. She knew her mission, 'Capture Spider-Man'.
"Well, where would you like to go, Captain Obvious!?" Peter shouted as Elektra slowly started to get up unnoticed.
Peter yelled out in surprise as Elektra put her arm around his neck and put her blade to his temple. "Don't move Matt, you know I will."
In one frantic movement Peter hit Elektra in the side with his elbow, Matt dived forward punching her in the face, and Elektra fell to the ground.
"Nice," Peter said to Matt. "Yah, you to."
"Let's go," Matt said as he hurled himself off the side of the building and Peter followed.
They both freefell to the street, narrowly avoiding a most horrible fate. "Follow me!" Matt yelled over the beeping of cars and yells.
They both took off down one of the numerous alley's, neither of them noticing the gas truck on the street behind them.
Elektra made it to her feet, thinking up anyway to stop them from escaping she hurled her small blade at the nearest thing she saw, and, horribly as it seems, that imparticular thing was the gas truck.
Gas spilled on to the street, there were to head on collisions. Neither of the cars being able to use there 'gassed up' brakes.
Elektra, acting quickly pulled out a small bomb that she had kept with her in emergencies. She lit it and tossed it onto the street.
None who live can say they witnessed that fire, none except Daredevil and Spider-Man.
The sound was like nothing heard before: Steel bending together, the deafening sound of the explosion, and the cries and screams of the innocent people.
Elektra dived down to the street just as Daredevil entered the streets. "Peter, stay back," Matt grabbed Peter by his shirt and pushed him backwards into the alley.
Elektra made the first move, running towards him and jumping over the horrorible fire, kicking Matt in the jaw.
He luckily was ready for the blow and somersaulted backwards. Not taking the full effect of such a hit.
"This reminds me of the old days," Elektra said as she tried punching him in the side. Matt easily dodged them and replied, "No, I never saw you in tight leather. It really brings your look together."
Meanwhile, Peter had climbed up the side of the small building and stood on the top. Swooping down when needed and helping people get safety from the fire.
Elektra pulled out another small sword and started swinging it furiously at Matt. He had pulled out his billy club and was knocking away her swings. It was all a seeming less blur to the gathering crowd.
Elektra managed to cut him across the chest but Matt had done considerably well considering the reflexes of his cat-like opponent.
Matt turned away and started running, all that Elektra did was standing there and laughed loudly. She had hoped he would run to seek refugee, for that, she hoped would be his downfall.
Elektra pulled another miniature bomb and lit it. She pulled back her hand, in moments it would be over for her old flame.
Peter's eyes widened as he saw what Elektra had begun to do. He reached in his pocket feeling around for anything that would help. "Aha!" He yelled out in pride as he pulled out a loose web cartridge.
"Come on Peter, this is all you man." He'd have to throw it perfectly. He reared back and let the cartridge fly towards Elektra.
The bomb and web cartridge both collided in mid-air exploding into Elektra's shocked face. Luckily a thing layer of webbing was already covering her face by the time the fire reached her.
She dropped to the ground, screaming out in pain. Peter dropped down to the ground just as Elektra pulled off the webbing and threw it too the ground.
In one last desperate effort Elektra lunged forward and grabbed Peter by the ankle. He fell to the ground, his head hitting excessively hard against the concrete. She threw him over his back and they both started off into the darkness. Not even a sign of Daredevil, not even a sign of hope...
What will Kingpin do once he gets Peter back in his clutches, will Matt be able to save his Peter before it's too late, and where in the hell are the X-Men?
NUFF SAID!!!!
Burnt
Our two heroes had now found themselves on-top of a large sky- scrapper over looking New York.
"Hurry and get down." Matt said gruffly as he rummaged through a bag he had brought along. Finding what he was looking for he pulled it out and handed it to Peter.
"What is this?" Peter asked looking over the costume. "That would be a crappy makeover of your already crappy costume." Matt replied with a laugh.
"Alright, alright, just keep the wise-cracks to me buddy." Peter said with a sigh as he reluctantly started to put on the costume.
Peter slowly looked over the costume with a laugh. The poor guy had tried his best to remake the Spider-Man costume but it hadn't gone over to well.
Matt must have made this on short time, seeing that parts of the costume was patched together by fragments of clothes. Half the costume was a dark burgundy, the rest a very light blue. He had even designed a small little web despinser.
"Very nice," Peter said with another laugh. "I can see it now, 'Spider-Man Seeks Help of Fab Five.'"
"Fab Five?" Matt asked as he started to look over his weapons. Making sure nothing was missing from the previous battle.
"You really don't get out much do you?" Peter smirked but then his eyes widened as a disturbing thought came to mind. What if this was him, twenty years from now? His whole life had been wasted on Spider-Man, and he had no friends, no knowledge of anything really.
Peter's thoughts were soon interrupted as footsteps could be heard coming towards them, luckily Peter had already dressed into his costume.
"We meet again?" Matt called out to the lurking figure. Peter put up a hand as to hush him.
"Step forward, creature of shadow!" Peter yelled forward and lunged forward only to get a tingling feeling on his neck and a searing pain in his thigh.
"She stabbed me!" Peter yelled as he fell to the ground.
"Amateur," Matt muttered as he threw his billy-club towards her.
"AIE." Said the women as she dodged the cane and threw it back at Matt, hitting him in the gut.
"Hello there, Elektra." Matt said as he regained his balance and put the club in his back pocket.
"Wow! You two know each other. Let me guess, both a little drunk, one night stand?" Peter said, letting them both know he was back in the fight.
"That about sums it up." Elektra said as she rushed Matt and shoved him off the side of the building.
Elektra had caught him in surprise, a thing she was highly skilled in doing. She turned towards Peter and smiled, putting her knife away.
"What are you doing, taking orders from him?" Elektra ran her finger down his chest. Peter couldn't resist,
"Naw, this is pretty much a one time thing. I don't think it's working out." He said with a nervous laugh. Was she coming on to him?
Elektra bent in slowly and pulled up Peter's mask. She was inches away from his lips before she fell to the ground.
"Damn you!" Peter yelled at Matt, who had climbed back up and struck Elektra in the side.
"Shut-up kid, we don't have time! We have to get out of here." Matt said angrily. Slightly taken aback that Elektra had referred to there relationship as a 'one night stand'.
Elektra laid on the ground, her eyes opened. Simply faking that she was hurt to listen in on there conversation. She knew her mission, 'Capture Spider-Man'.
"Well, where would you like to go, Captain Obvious!?" Peter shouted as Elektra slowly started to get up unnoticed.
Peter yelled out in surprise as Elektra put her arm around his neck and put her blade to his temple. "Don't move Matt, you know I will."
In one frantic movement Peter hit Elektra in the side with his elbow, Matt dived forward punching her in the face, and Elektra fell to the ground.
"Nice," Peter said to Matt. "Yah, you to."
"Let's go," Matt said as he hurled himself off the side of the building and Peter followed.
They both freefell to the street, narrowly avoiding a most horrible fate. "Follow me!" Matt yelled over the beeping of cars and yells.
They both took off down one of the numerous alley's, neither of them noticing the gas truck on the street behind them.
Elektra made it to her feet, thinking up anyway to stop them from escaping she hurled her small blade at the nearest thing she saw, and, horribly as it seems, that imparticular thing was the gas truck.
Gas spilled on to the street, there were to head on collisions. Neither of the cars being able to use there 'gassed up' brakes.
Elektra, acting quickly pulled out a small bomb that she had kept with her in emergencies. She lit it and tossed it onto the street.
None who live can say they witnessed that fire, none except Daredevil and Spider-Man.
The sound was like nothing heard before: Steel bending together, the deafening sound of the explosion, and the cries and screams of the innocent people.
Elektra dived down to the street just as Daredevil entered the streets. "Peter, stay back," Matt grabbed Peter by his shirt and pushed him backwards into the alley.
Elektra made the first move, running towards him and jumping over the horrorible fire, kicking Matt in the jaw.
He luckily was ready for the blow and somersaulted backwards. Not taking the full effect of such a hit.
"This reminds me of the old days," Elektra said as she tried punching him in the side. Matt easily dodged them and replied, "No, I never saw you in tight leather. It really brings your look together."
Meanwhile, Peter had climbed up the side of the small building and stood on the top. Swooping down when needed and helping people get safety from the fire.
Elektra pulled out another small sword and started swinging it furiously at Matt. He had pulled out his billy club and was knocking away her swings. It was all a seeming less blur to the gathering crowd.
Elektra managed to cut him across the chest but Matt had done considerably well considering the reflexes of his cat-like opponent.
Matt turned away and started running, all that Elektra did was standing there and laughed loudly. She had hoped he would run to seek refugee, for that, she hoped would be his downfall.
Elektra pulled another miniature bomb and lit it. She pulled back her hand, in moments it would be over for her old flame.
Peter's eyes widened as he saw what Elektra had begun to do. He reached in his pocket feeling around for anything that would help. "Aha!" He yelled out in pride as he pulled out a loose web cartridge.
"Come on Peter, this is all you man." He'd have to throw it perfectly. He reared back and let the cartridge fly towards Elektra.
The bomb and web cartridge both collided in mid-air exploding into Elektra's shocked face. Luckily a thing layer of webbing was already covering her face by the time the fire reached her.
She dropped to the ground, screaming out in pain. Peter dropped down to the ground just as Elektra pulled off the webbing and threw it too the ground.
In one last desperate effort Elektra lunged forward and grabbed Peter by the ankle. He fell to the ground, his head hitting excessively hard against the concrete. She threw him over his back and they both started off into the darkness. Not even a sign of Daredevil, not even a sign of hope...
What will Kingpin do once he gets Peter back in his clutches, will Matt be able to save his Peter before it's too late, and where in the hell are the X-Men?
NUFF SAID!!!!