Chapter 1
To Peter's surprise, there weren't any baddies making mischief in the streets on his way to the apartment. Before he entered the building, he hurried into an empty alleyway and came back out as Peter Parker again. He hid his Spider-Man suit inside his shirt and sneaked up to his room in the apartment. He entered his untidy room, opened the closet door, and threw the suit inside. He left the room and walked across the hall to his Aunt's room. He knocked quietly in case she might be sleeping, but instead, she answered. Aunt May-"Peter, is that you?" Peter-"Umm, yeah it's me Aunt May!" Aunt May-"Well come on in, dear!"
He entered the room and surprisingly, he saw MJ, sleeping on the miniature-sized bed, but before he could speak, May answered the question that was roaming through his head. Aunt May-"She came earlier to help me out with a few things, and she must have been terribly exhausted."
He smiled and walked over to the bed and sat down beside the beautiful red-haired girl that he loved so much. The moment he sat down, her eyes opened and a smile appeared upon her sleek, gorgeous face. She sat up and her face beamed with joy to see Peter. She moved closer to him, hugged him, and then she backed off of him and gave him a kiss on the lips, as the smile he had been wearing earlier grew even larger. MJ-"So, what are you up to?" Peter-"Nothing, really, just...nothing." MJ (Laughing)- "That sounds really fun, I think I should try it sometime."
He laughed back just as Aunt May mentioned watching the news. She went over and turned the Television on, and as soon as the picture came in sight, the grin slowly faded from his face. The news was showing a downtown police chase just a few blocks away. He got up from the bed to get a better view of the Television. Aunt May-"Oh no, what's this," as she sat back down in her rocking chair.
He knew it would come sooner or later, that he would be interrupted from his life. Peter-"I don't know, but...I have to...go take some pictures, I'll be right back." Aunt May-"But, you just got here, you're leaving so early?" Peter-"I'm sorry, but I have to go if I want to make any money."
There was a brief pause, until Aunt May broke the silence. Aunt May-"Okay Peter, but you be careful, you hear me?"
He looked into his Aunt's worried looking face. Peter-"Don't worry, I will, I promise." He glanced over at MJ as she watched what was going on. She finally looked up at Peter and gave a slight smile followed by a wink. He winked back and turned away for the door. Once again, he was stopped from having at least a decent talk with the two people he loved the most, because he was out preventing some stupid maniac from getting away with a terrible crime, but then he thought about it again, that it was the decision he had made.
The four vehicles finally came into sight, as Spider-Man webbed his way through the city. There were three cop cars and supposedly a stolen vehicle in the lead, driving recklessly, without thinking about the possible dangers. He was getting closer to the speeding car, so he shot a web from his right hand towards the stolen car and pulled himself on top of the car. He shot a web to his left and a web to his right. The webs attached to two different buildings, to slow the car down. Eventually, the car came to a stop and he back flipped off the top of the car. A man emerged from the car with his hands in the air, as Spider-Man looked back to see a crowd of policemen behind their cars with guns in the air. Policeman-"Good work Spider-Man, now you...you keep your hands in the air and stay right there!"
Spider-Man was gone before anyone could notice and it was time for him to head back to his apartment.
He went to the same vacant alleyway to change back into his regular clothes, but something felt different this time. He felt some kind of presence, this time he didn't feel alone. ???-"Peter!" Peter-"Who's there?" ???-"Peeeter!!" Peter-"Who are you, just come on out, now!!" ???-"We'll see each other soon enough." The mysterious voice never spoke again, so Peter gave it up and went up to his room. He didn't even speak to his Aunt; he just went straight to bed... at least he tried to. He couldn't sleep all night, thinking about the voice he had heard in the dark, deserted alley. Did he have some kind of a stalker, Peter asked himself before finally drifting off to bed.
To Peter's surprise, there weren't any baddies making mischief in the streets on his way to the apartment. Before he entered the building, he hurried into an empty alleyway and came back out as Peter Parker again. He hid his Spider-Man suit inside his shirt and sneaked up to his room in the apartment. He entered his untidy room, opened the closet door, and threw the suit inside. He left the room and walked across the hall to his Aunt's room. He knocked quietly in case she might be sleeping, but instead, she answered. Aunt May-"Peter, is that you?" Peter-"Umm, yeah it's me Aunt May!" Aunt May-"Well come on in, dear!"
He entered the room and surprisingly, he saw MJ, sleeping on the miniature-sized bed, but before he could speak, May answered the question that was roaming through his head. Aunt May-"She came earlier to help me out with a few things, and she must have been terribly exhausted."
He smiled and walked over to the bed and sat down beside the beautiful red-haired girl that he loved so much. The moment he sat down, her eyes opened and a smile appeared upon her sleek, gorgeous face. She sat up and her face beamed with joy to see Peter. She moved closer to him, hugged him, and then she backed off of him and gave him a kiss on the lips, as the smile he had been wearing earlier grew even larger. MJ-"So, what are you up to?" Peter-"Nothing, really, just...nothing." MJ (Laughing)- "That sounds really fun, I think I should try it sometime."
He laughed back just as Aunt May mentioned watching the news. She went over and turned the Television on, and as soon as the picture came in sight, the grin slowly faded from his face. The news was showing a downtown police chase just a few blocks away. He got up from the bed to get a better view of the Television. Aunt May-"Oh no, what's this," as she sat back down in her rocking chair.
He knew it would come sooner or later, that he would be interrupted from his life. Peter-"I don't know, but...I have to...go take some pictures, I'll be right back." Aunt May-"But, you just got here, you're leaving so early?" Peter-"I'm sorry, but I have to go if I want to make any money."
There was a brief pause, until Aunt May broke the silence. Aunt May-"Okay Peter, but you be careful, you hear me?"
He looked into his Aunt's worried looking face. Peter-"Don't worry, I will, I promise." He glanced over at MJ as she watched what was going on. She finally looked up at Peter and gave a slight smile followed by a wink. He winked back and turned away for the door. Once again, he was stopped from having at least a decent talk with the two people he loved the most, because he was out preventing some stupid maniac from getting away with a terrible crime, but then he thought about it again, that it was the decision he had made.
The four vehicles finally came into sight, as Spider-Man webbed his way through the city. There were three cop cars and supposedly a stolen vehicle in the lead, driving recklessly, without thinking about the possible dangers. He was getting closer to the speeding car, so he shot a web from his right hand towards the stolen car and pulled himself on top of the car. He shot a web to his left and a web to his right. The webs attached to two different buildings, to slow the car down. Eventually, the car came to a stop and he back flipped off the top of the car. A man emerged from the car with his hands in the air, as Spider-Man looked back to see a crowd of policemen behind their cars with guns in the air. Policeman-"Good work Spider-Man, now you...you keep your hands in the air and stay right there!"
Spider-Man was gone before anyone could notice and it was time for him to head back to his apartment.
He went to the same vacant alleyway to change back into his regular clothes, but something felt different this time. He felt some kind of presence, this time he didn't feel alone. ???-"Peter!" Peter-"Who's there?" ???-"Peeeter!!" Peter-"Who are you, just come on out, now!!" ???-"We'll see each other soon enough." The mysterious voice never spoke again, so Peter gave it up and went up to his room. He didn't even speak to his Aunt; he just went straight to bed... at least he tried to. He couldn't sleep all night, thinking about the voice he had heard in the dark, deserted alley. Did he have some kind of a stalker, Peter asked himself before finally drifting off to bed.