Chapter 3
Enter SpiderMan
Carl sat in a diner in Manhattan called Stardust Cafe. He had just got out of school to eat lunch. He never imagined how tough college was! When he finished eating, he hurried back to class. His mouth dropped open when he got inside the campus. Everyone has running around screaming his or her heads off. He grabbed a girl who was running by him and asked, "What the hell is happening here?" "Some loser called Alan Broodman invented something called Ock Arms and everyone was teasing him. Then he got angry and threw Josh Getta through the wall with one of the arms!! Now he's running around throwing people everywhere. You should run!!" He let go of her and cursed under his breath. THAT DAMN IDIOT ALAN BROODMAN! His mind screamed. He couldn't use his powers without proper coverage of his face and body. Then he had an idea. As he ran for his dorm, he thought about what his grandfather had given him as a secret going away present: The Spiderman suit!!
Alan laughed as he threw another kid at a wall. He hoped they were learning their lessons for laughing at him. He didn't care if he hurt, or even killed some of these people, it was their fault they hurt him anyway! Now they would pay! He turned around to walk the other direction, but some sticky web stuff got in his eyes. "What the..." Alan began to say, but a yell in the air answered his question before he could even finish it. "IT'S SPIDERMAN!!!!!!!!" No, Alan's mind began to think over and over and over. It couldn't be! He retired years ago! But when he got the gunk out of his eyes, he saw the one-and-only (or so he thought) Spiderman! "Hey Alan...or should I say Octopus, what's up?" With that, and a hard kick to the nose, Alan was finished here. He started to run, and didn't realize until too late, that he had just killed three people running out of the campus. As he escaped the campus, SpiderMan stared at all of the dead lying on the ground. Later, when the ambulances arrived Carl found out (of course he didn't have his costume on now) that five others, including Josh Getta, were also dead. That was the last straw. Evil could not run around NYC without something opposing it. Right then and there, Carl decided that that person was SpiderMan!
Enter SpiderMan
Carl sat in a diner in Manhattan called Stardust Cafe. He had just got out of school to eat lunch. He never imagined how tough college was! When he finished eating, he hurried back to class. His mouth dropped open when he got inside the campus. Everyone has running around screaming his or her heads off. He grabbed a girl who was running by him and asked, "What the hell is happening here?" "Some loser called Alan Broodman invented something called Ock Arms and everyone was teasing him. Then he got angry and threw Josh Getta through the wall with one of the arms!! Now he's running around throwing people everywhere. You should run!!" He let go of her and cursed under his breath. THAT DAMN IDIOT ALAN BROODMAN! His mind screamed. He couldn't use his powers without proper coverage of his face and body. Then he had an idea. As he ran for his dorm, he thought about what his grandfather had given him as a secret going away present: The Spiderman suit!!
Alan laughed as he threw another kid at a wall. He hoped they were learning their lessons for laughing at him. He didn't care if he hurt, or even killed some of these people, it was their fault they hurt him anyway! Now they would pay! He turned around to walk the other direction, but some sticky web stuff got in his eyes. "What the..." Alan began to say, but a yell in the air answered his question before he could even finish it. "IT'S SPIDERMAN!!!!!!!!" No, Alan's mind began to think over and over and over. It couldn't be! He retired years ago! But when he got the gunk out of his eyes, he saw the one-and-only (or so he thought) Spiderman! "Hey Alan...or should I say Octopus, what's up?" With that, and a hard kick to the nose, Alan was finished here. He started to run, and didn't realize until too late, that he had just killed three people running out of the campus. As he escaped the campus, SpiderMan stared at all of the dead lying on the ground. Later, when the ambulances arrived Carl found out (of course he didn't have his costume on now) that five others, including Josh Getta, were also dead. That was the last straw. Evil could not run around NYC without something opposing it. Right then and there, Carl decided that that person was SpiderMan!