After a quick duck into an alley, Spiderman was on the van's trail. The
busy New York traffic had slowed down the escape progress of the black van
considerably. As it swayed in between vehicles, Spiderman was swinging with
ease closely behind. Suddenly the van drove under a lamp post that impeded
Spiderman's swing. As he approached it, he let go of his web and grabbed
the post and using the momentum of his swinging, flipped himself onto the
back of the van. It was here he got a familiar welcome he got from most
criminals: bullets. He dodged with relative ease and choosing the right
time, ripped the back door off the van and jumped inside. He was greeted by
two well built men, dressed entirely in black with beretta hand guns. They
both lunged at him, but Spiderman gracefully used his agility to duck
through them and take them out. He punched one down and knocked him out
cold. The other he kicked and he went flying out of the back of the van.
Quickly realising the severe mis-judgement of his kick, he quickly shot
out a web to grab him. He pulled it taunt and bought the criminal flying
back into the van colliding with the other criminal he had knocked down.
Once they were done with, he turned his attention to the driver.
" Would you mind stopping the vehicle Sir," he said in a mocking tone.
"Piss off Spider-freak!" yelled the driver who produced a gun ready to shoot him. Noticing this, he quickly webbed it to the driver's hand making it very hard for him to steer.
"Now that's not nice! You mind if I do it instead?"
The van drove on through the streets where it was coming up passed a construction site. Seeing a crane hook being raised up, Spiderman dashed out to the back of the van and jumped out. As he did so he fired a web securely to the tow hook of the van and with his other available hand fired a web to the raising crane. As it pulled up, Spiderman pulled up the van along with it, swinging it away from any oncoming traffic. When seeing Spiderman swinging from the crane, the builders began to lower it.
"All part of a days work," said Spiderman as the ground slowly came up to meet him. When he eventually touched the floor, four police cars roared onto the scene.
"What have we got here," demanded the first officer who came onto the scene.
"You tell me," said Spiderman. "These guys blew up a building and I decided to give chase".
"Good job you did too," came another voice. An ununiformed officer approached the scene. "I'm Captain Harris," he said. "These men are international thieves. They had a stash of class A drugs at the abandoned flats buried in cement on the bottom floor. The explosion would normally have just taken out the specified floor area but since the building was in such a state of disrepair. it just fell to pieces and their stash destroyed."
"Geez, if you gotta be a thief do it properly!" said Spiderman cheekily to the thieves as they were being lead away by some other uniformed officers. "Well I'd best be off,"he said as he turned away.
"Oh, Spiderman? Leave the crime fighting to us in the future yeah?" said Captain Harris cautiously.
"Can't do that Captain," replied Spiderman as he fired a web to a nearby building. "It's my duty as much as yours," he said as he swung away with the aching memory of his Uncle being killed and how he was partly responsible for his death. He wanted to make some sort of amends and he thought his Spiderman persona was the best way to go about it.
" Would you mind stopping the vehicle Sir," he said in a mocking tone.
"Piss off Spider-freak!" yelled the driver who produced a gun ready to shoot him. Noticing this, he quickly webbed it to the driver's hand making it very hard for him to steer.
"Now that's not nice! You mind if I do it instead?"
The van drove on through the streets where it was coming up passed a construction site. Seeing a crane hook being raised up, Spiderman dashed out to the back of the van and jumped out. As he did so he fired a web securely to the tow hook of the van and with his other available hand fired a web to the raising crane. As it pulled up, Spiderman pulled up the van along with it, swinging it away from any oncoming traffic. When seeing Spiderman swinging from the crane, the builders began to lower it.
"All part of a days work," said Spiderman as the ground slowly came up to meet him. When he eventually touched the floor, four police cars roared onto the scene.
"What have we got here," demanded the first officer who came onto the scene.
"You tell me," said Spiderman. "These guys blew up a building and I decided to give chase".
"Good job you did too," came another voice. An ununiformed officer approached the scene. "I'm Captain Harris," he said. "These men are international thieves. They had a stash of class A drugs at the abandoned flats buried in cement on the bottom floor. The explosion would normally have just taken out the specified floor area but since the building was in such a state of disrepair. it just fell to pieces and their stash destroyed."
"Geez, if you gotta be a thief do it properly!" said Spiderman cheekily to the thieves as they were being lead away by some other uniformed officers. "Well I'd best be off,"he said as he turned away.
"Oh, Spiderman? Leave the crime fighting to us in the future yeah?" said Captain Harris cautiously.
"Can't do that Captain," replied Spiderman as he fired a web to a nearby building. "It's my duty as much as yours," he said as he swung away with the aching memory of his Uncle being killed and how he was partly responsible for his death. He wanted to make some sort of amends and he thought his Spiderman persona was the best way to go about it.