Part Six

"Recap, Peter." He formed a defensive posture as the Lizard-Men closed in for the kill. "I'm in Florida on vacation, and am about to be forced to battle to the death against an army of reptile things." Peter sighed, "The honey and bees analogy proves true, once again."

The Lizard-Men attacked without delay. Peter somersaulted through the air and dropkicked one of the monsters. Following up with a sidekick another Lizard-Man was sent hurtling across the field of battle.

Peter blocked an array of punches and kicks from the Lizard-Men as they advanced on him. He swung his fist and immediately landed two devastating blows that incapacitated one of the Lizard's soldiers.

"Defeat isss assssured!" The Lizard swore, taking several steps away from the furious battle.

"I agree. So, are you going to surrender now or later?" Peter landed an uppercut into the gut of a Lizard-Man and flipped another one over his shoulder.

One of the Lizard-Man punched Peter. The blow sent him hurtling through the air. He landed both of his feet on one of the Lizard-Man and pushed off with both his fist outstretched. His assault smashed straight through a column of the powerful soldiers.

Peter landed on his feet over the beaten bodies of the Lizard's shattered army. The three remaining Lizard-Man engaged Peter in combat. They sent a volley of deadly fists his way.

Peter blocked two of them but suffered a direct hit to his chest and stumbled back. The Lizard-Men unwilling to lose their advantage attacked. Peter ducked under one of their kicks and used the opportunity to slam his fist straight into one of their guts.

One of the Lizard-Man fell to the ground, defeated. The remaining two fought even more passionately than before. Peter blocked one and grabbed the ankle of another. He flung the Lizard-Man against a concrete wall with an amazing amount of force.

The final Lizard-Man knew he was alone and fought with everything it had left. That was not nearly enough to overcome Peter's strength or agility. He dodged or blocked every one of his strikes and finished the battle with a blow to the face.

Peter looked at the legion of Lizard-Men, defeated. "I guess its back to the old drawing board, eh?"

The Lizard snarled, stunned at this defeat, "What…who are you?"

"Me?" Peter shrugged, "I'm just your friendly neighborhood high school student."

"You'll pay!" The Lizard charged straight for Peter and tackled him in a moment of blind anger. He lost his footing and both of them crashed straight through the bars, landing in the empty alligator habitat.

Peter landed on his back and found himself in this swampy environment. He had been caught off-guard by the Lizard after fighting his weaker Lizard-Men.

"Isn't that nice?" He said looking at the butterfly flying by his face.

It was then that he realized his ribs felt as if they were on fire. Peter looked up to see the Lizard kicking his ribs without mercy.

"Argh!" Peter clenched his teeth and gripped the Lizard's ankle, "Sorry if this hurts your chances at the Olympic games, buddy!" He twisted the ankle with every bit of strength he could muster until he heard the bone snap.

The Lizard limped away, in pain. "Thisss issn't over!" He declared furiously.

Peter could see the creature was making a run for freedom, "Where the hell do you think you're going?" Peter leapt across the habitat and landed on the Lizard's back, "Going my way?" He flipped the Lizard onto the ground. "Your time is up!"

"That'sss up to debate." The Lizard wrapped his tail around Parker and slammed him into the floor. "Ssseee?" He stood back on his feet with a certain degree of effort but never lost his hold of the teenager.

Peter began to struggle out of the Lizard's tail but found his efforts futile. "He's cru-crushing me!" Peter exclaimed feeling the air being pushed out of his lungs.

The Lizard snickered, "Goodbye Missster Parker." He raised his fist and readied a final blow. Suddenly, he felt a blinding pain from the back of his head. "What?" He turned around just in time to see Flash Thompson smash him in the face with a steel bat. The Lizard let go of Parker and stumbled back, his head aching from the blow.

Peter took a deep breath of air and then looked at Flash in astonishment. You know there are times in history when groundbreaking things happen. The rise and fall of the Roman Empire, the American Revolution, and a country landing men on the moon, that sort of stuff is what I mean. This just blew them all away.

Peter struggled to his feet, "Why?" He said between short breaths of air.

Flash held the bat tightly in his hands, "You didn't think I'd forget about you saving my butt did you?" He gazed at their reptilian enemy, "He's getting up.

"I see him." Peter faced the Lizard, spitting out one of his teeth, obviously shocked that Thompson and Parker were working with one another. Flash took a big risk coming here, and it took guts to hit that thing. Especially considering that it had eyed him as dinner the night before. I can't let him down now; I have to stop that thing now, even if it is Connors.

Peter slammed his fist against the right side of the Lizard's jaw. Then followed up with a hit to the gut and an uppercut that connected with his head.

"No!" The Lizard exclaimed. He knew how his situation had fallen apart.

Peter hit him with a spinning sidekick and then dropkick. "Its over, Connors." He said hurting him with another blow across the face, "Just give it up!" Peter scored another hit.

The Lizard raised his hand, "S-ssstop." He wearily shook his head, "I don't underssstand. You're jussst a kid." With that the mighty Lizard collapsed, beaten.

"Is he dead?" Flash asked stepping beside Peter.

"No." He replied, "Just unconscious." Peter wiped the blood away from his lips, "Thanks for the help back there."

Flash nodded and patted Peter on the shoulder, "Don't mention it. By the way, how were you doing those moves?" He said surprised, "You were…hell, I don't even know."

"Oh." Peter said nervously, "W-well. I-I-I… I was working out! Months of practice." He suddenly exaggerated his injuries with a moan and a groan, "Guess it paid off."

"I'll say." Flash responded, "Who the hell do we call about this?"