Part Four

Peter clenched his teeth. He had no time to dodge the arrow and it impacted right above his heart. The arrow safely passed through but that had not been the real goal of Kraven's assault.

On the tip of the arrow was a small bottle full of gasoline. When the arrow impacted against Peter's skin it burst open and an ignition device along the arrow was activated sparking a flame. The fire then reacted with the gasoline that had now drenched the target.

"Gotcha." Kraven whispered.

"Ah!" Peter screamed in pain as the fire began to consume his body. The suit struggled to repair the damage caused by the intense flames. He stumbled across the rooftop blindly trying to figure out a way to stop the fire from tearing him apart any further. He fell to his knees unable to carry the agony further. He realized he had but one chance.

Peter began to cover his body in webbing as quickly as he could until his entire body was consumed.

"What in the name of God?" Kraven murmured taking a careful step towards Spider-Man, who now resembled mummy. "Was that it?"

Suddenly, the webbing split open and Peter emerged weakened but alive. The black suit quickly covered over the burnt patches of skin and went to repairing the charred flesh.

"I'll finish the damned job." Kraven swore and fired another arrow. It soared for Spider-Man's head.

Peter easily dodged the second shot and a then the third one. "Looks like you're out."

Kraven threw the crossbow to the ground and grabbed his assault rifle. He began to make a strafing run across the roof towards an outcropping of chimneys spewing out smoke.

"Not so tough without your damn crossbow are you?" Peter asked dodging every one of the shots that zipped by. Kraven vanished behind a chimney.

Peter performed a series of flips across the roof and landed behind the chimney in a moment's notice only to find no Kraven. "Where'd you run off too?" The screaming sensation of his spider-sense nearly knocked him off his feet.

Kraven appeared on the top of the chimney staring down at him. "Boo." He unleashed a volley of bullets that smashed against Spider-Man's chest.

Peter roared out in anguish as the bullets passed through his body. Blood sprayed out of his body like a mist but the suit refused to allow him to die and treated the wounds.

Without delay, Peter retaliated with a burst of webbing that acted like a pellet. The web shot hit Kraven in the chest and threw him off the chimney.

"Ouch. That hurt." Peter said inspecting the suit where the bullets had passed through to find no sign of damage. "This Kraven dude is seriously starting to annoy me."

He came around the chimney to find Kraven crawling along the floor feebly. "Hey, what a coincidence to see you here." Peter reached for the hunter, "Why don't we have a hearty handshake."

Kraven turned over and let loose with his shotgun. The spray of shells slammed into his body and threw him off his feet. "At last." He rose to his feet and followed up with another shot.

"Eh!" Peter grunted slowly rising to his feet only for another shotgun spray to slam across the width of his chest. He fired a web-line and caught the gun, "Yes!" He yanked the weapon away and smashed it on the floor once it fell into his hands

As Kraven reached for his assault rifle, Peter rolled across the roof and vanished into the smoke pouring forth from the vents. "Damn it." Kraven exclaimed as he lost visual contact with his prey. He fired several rounds into the smoke.

A flash of black emerged to Kraven's right and slammed his fist against the hunter's jaw.

Peter grimaced as Kraven simply fell to his knees. "That hit should have knocked your head off!" Was I really trying to kill him?

"Did you really think that somebody who could track you was a simple average man?" Kraven asked, offended. He looked at his shattered rifle and dumped it on the ground. He reached into one of the pockets along his belt and pulled out a small vial.

"What the heck?" Peter whispered.

Kraven drank the contents of the vial and dumped the small glass cylinder to the ground. "Now we fight."

Fierce volleys of punches were traded. Peter gradually raised the force of his attacks with every hit.

Kraven seemed to be soaking them up just fine. His own blows dazed Peter. He wasn't the strongest foe he had ever faced, but Kraven seemed to have the greatest endurance out of them all.

"Try this on for size, you Sesame Street reject!" Peter swiped his fist across Kraven's jaw with every bit of strength under his command. The hunter fell to his knees giving Peter the first glimmer of hope he had since the fight began.

However, that was quickly dashed away when Kraven stood back up in moments.

"What the hell does it take to make you fall?" Peter exclaimed in a frustrated manner. "I've been laying into for twenty minutes straight."

"Really?" Kraven asked, "I haven't even broken a sweat." He reached into his pocket and grimaced when he found no more vials. He had underestimated how long Spider-Man would last. "Until later, so-called hero."

Peter grimaced, "What?" He fired a web-line and caught Kraven's heel, "I hate to say it but you're not going anywhere soon."

Kraven pulled out his hunting knife and brought it down on the webbing. "Gah!"

"Sorry that webbing's too strong to be cut. Nice knife though, were did you get it, the Shopping Channel?"

"Shut up!" Kraven grabbed the webbing and tore it apart with his hands.

Peter backed away a little shocked, "Wow."

"We will finish this another day, Spider-Man." Kraven fearlessly jumped off the ledge.

"Why do you guys always take rain-checks when you're losing?" Peter looked over the ledge and found no sight of Kraven. He clenched his fist and slammed it down on the bricks causing them to crack. "Damn it."