Spider-Man 3
Prologue
A/N: Peter Parker/Spider-Man, Mary Jane Watson, Eddie Brock/Venom, Gwen Stacy, etc. are characters that belong solely to Marvel Comics and Stan Lee. I don't intend to use these characters for profit, so don't sue me!
Tidal flood.
That's the two words that simply described the summary of events that had led up to this moment, Peter thought.
So much had changed in his life. So much had changed in the lives of those around him. It was historically crushing; the elements of all worldly phenomena seemed to be pushing him further and further into the ground he walked on as himself, and at the same time, the tragic hero's responsibility always kept his alter-ego Spider-Man at an elevated level that suffocated his drowned hopes of living a normal life ever again.
High atop a skyscraper overlooking New York City, Peter, in his Spider-Man attire, glanced down at a parade going by on the street below. So much joy, happiness, and a saccharin sweetness melted his heart as he rejoiced nostalgic memories of his young childhood before.
Oh yes, before this. Before my life became entangled in webs of deceit, scrutiny, and superpowers, Peter thought. Everything was simplistic, only the key notes accentuated. Now—the smallest memory of mistake blared its ugly horn, leaving chills down Peter's spine.
Peter leaped from the side of the building, determined with every swing to get home in time for dinner with Aunt May. Ever since the bank robbery incident with Doc Ock, she became more accepting of the concept of Spider- Man, and the man behind the mask. This meant so much to Peter that he convinced himself that living this life was meant to be. This was God's plan for him.
After only a swift five minutes, he was in his room. After changing into some comfortable yet nice clothes, he went downstairs to the kitchen.
After coming so close to his own death in the fight with Doc Ock on the runaway train just months before, he was determined that there were infinite possibilities in life.
Tonight, he was determined to cook dinner. Or, at least, attempt it!