Reversal Roles: Mary Jane's story of
Responsibility
CH: 7
Slinging her backpack over her shoulder she entered the arena, the cheering from the large crowd sending shivers down her spine from the deep growls emitting from them. She blinked looking at the ring that seemed so small and so far away from her at the moment, she swallowed as she saw the wrestler in the ring jump from the top rope and land elbow down into the man's spine. "Ohh...fun." she thought with a bit of fear.
She left that part of the arena and walked towards the restrooms she had to change into her costume so no one could see her face. After all, she didn't want anyone knowing about this really, especially her aunt and uncle. Changing into her handmade costume she walked up to the table for sign ups, glancing behind her at the other "interesting" and "colorful" costumed weirdos behind her. She even could have sworn she thought she saw a man dressed up as Xena: the warrior princess. "Next!" A woman's voice called out. Mary Jane stepped up to the desk and looked down at the woman with the pad jotting the information. She looked up at her and chuckled at Mary Jane's get up. "This isn't a feather weight division, or women's mud wrestling, sug. Next." She said arching an ebony eyebrow.
"No, c'mon. Sign me up, please." Mary Jane pleaded. The dark woman looked at Mary Jane for just a moment and shrugged shaking her head.
"Okay. You understand that the NYWL is not responsible for any injury you may and probably will sustain while participating in said event, and you are indeed participating under your own free will?" She said, reciting it like she had many times before. Mary Jane could sense a giggle being hidden under the woman's breath as she watched Mary Jane.
"Yes, ma'am." Mary Jane said confidently, trying to keep herself psyched for the match so she wouldn't chicken out and run home.
"Down the hall to the ramp," The woman said writing down information, she glanced up at Mary Jane with an uneasy look. "May God be with you. Next!" She yelled. With a deep breath and a gulp Mary Jane followed the woman's directions making her way to the ramp. The screen was up in front of her but she could hear the crowd's "oooh"s and "ahhh"s. She heard a sound like a table breaking and someone screaming in pain. She closed her eyes for a moment nervously. 'Three thousand dollars, threeeee- thouuusand dollars.' She repeated to herself in her mind.
"Are you ready for more?" The announcer's voice rang from the wrestling ring. Hearing the wrestling from the ring grab the microphone and yell:
"Bonesaw is ready!" was enough to make more chills go down her spine. Good lord his voice was freaky. The roar of the crowd only increased as the wrestler psyched them up. "Will the next victim please enter the ring at this time! For the sum of three-thousand dollars in the ring for three minutes." He stopped just by the screen lowering the microphone for a moment.
"Hey, kid. What's your name?" He asked.
"I go by the Human Spider." Mary Jane said proudly, pulling on her gloves tightly.
"The Human Spider? That's it? That's all you got? Ah that sucks." He grumbled shaking his head. Taking a few steps forward he began to speak to the crowd again. "The sum of three-thousand dollars will be paid to the terrifying, the deadly, the amazing Spider-Woman!" The screen left and soon Mary Jane was given view to the long ramp down to the ring. The audience began to boo and laugh as they looked at Mary Jane's excuse for a costume. Dressed in dark blue sweats and red and white high tops, wearing a red over shirt with a spider web and a large spider in the center. Her head and most of her face except her eyes were covered by a red looking ski mask. The fans now laughed in her direction. Mary Jane didn't move forward a step; she was highly irritated that the announcer chose to get her name incorrect. It was The Human Spider not Spider-woman.
"Get out there!" A stagehand yelled at her.
"No, didn't you hear him?! He got my name wrong, I'm not going out there until he corrects himself." Mary Jane snapped ready to brace herself at the step.
"Get your butt out there now!" The stagehand yelled shoving her forward. The lights blinded her as she stumbled forward a few steps. The booing increased as she became more visible in the light. Food from the stands began to fly in her direction, including soda cups. She became distracted as a popcorn bag smacked her in the face while Bone Saw's girls walked up to MJ to taunt her.
"Why don't you go home and cry to mommy and daddy before you get yourself killed!"
"I'm going to rip off each and every one of eight legs--"
"Bone Saw is gonna eat you up and spit you out, little girl!" The taunts began to meld into one another as the girls began to overlap each other; Mary Jane's attention was gathered elsewhere as she watched the costumed paramedics wheel out the last opponent on a gurney. He was moaning in pain, body spasming in agony.
"My legs...argh...I can't feel my legs!" He cried grabbing out for MJ. Her eyes widened and she stepped around the victim walking slowly to the ring. Bone Saw looked down at her intimidatingly as she climbed up the side and ducked under the ropes into the ring. The fans began cheering for Bone Saw again and the wrestler posed flexing his bulging muscles to appease his fans. MJ began to second-guess her decision as she glanced around. She heard a whir of machinery and a large black cage began to lower around the ring. Her eyes widened in alarm as she rushed to the side of the ring.
"Caaage!" A fan screamed and everyone joined in with him. The bars slid down around the ring and the maintenance men began to secure locks on the doors with chains.
"Wait a minute! Cage match?! I didn't sign up for this!" She ran towards the doors grabbing onto the chain.
"You're going nowhere! I've got you for three minutes, little girl!" Bone Saw said in his rumbly voice.
Mary Jane turned around her eyes wide as she looked at him. "Not like this you aren't!" She snapped and turned back to the men who were leaving the ringside. "Open the damn cage now, this isn't fair!"
"Nobody turns their back on Bone Saw!" The wrestler yelled as he charged at Mary Jane, his fist closed tightly ready to pound her into the mat. Her tingling sensation kicked in again as her "spider-sense" alerted her to Bone Saw's attack and she sprang into action launching her body up to the top of the cage holding on to where she could see Bone Saw plain in view. The wrestler jerked his head up, despite how hard it must have been since his neck was almost as thick as his biceps, and pointed a finger at Mary Jane angrily. "What are you doing up there!"
"Staying away from you, that's what." She laughed nervously and then dared to shoot in another comment. "Who bought you that lovely outfit your husband?" She taunted. The vein in the wrestler's forehead began to bulge as he growled angrily and he clenched both his fists. Both fear and triumph pumped through her body as she watched his reaction and she found herself laughing taunting him even more.
"Grrr! Get down here now you spider-twit!" He yelled. Mary Jane swept in a deep breath as she launched herself off the cage and down straight at McGraw. The wrestler managed to grab onto her legs and slammed her down onto the mat. Being caught by surprise Mary Jane managed to roll onto her back and then flipped herself to her feet. Her body limbered back as one fist after another was thrown at her. As a right upper cut came towards her face she slid her body down to the matt in the splits and low blowed McGraw. His eyes bulged in pain and he sunk onto his knees trying to ignore the pain. She heard the crowd of mostly males groan, able to imagine the agony that Bone Saw must have been in for that moment. Before Mary Jane was able to dance in victory one of Bone Saw's ladies showed up at ringside with a chair while another distracted Mary Jane to the side. Again her senses tingled violently warning her of impeding danger behind her but she was too slow to turn around this time as a chair collided into the back of her head. She fell onto her knees holding her head in pain trying to regain her senses as another blow came this time to her back forcing her down. The crowd's cheers became louder with each blow McGraw delivered rendering her in one place. She managed to gather her strength and she shook off her dizziness. Aiming her wrists at the sides of the cage she lifted herself off the matt floor and Bone Saw swung missing the spider- girl that was no longer lying facedown. She used the side of the cage to ricochet off and landed on her feet on the other side. In just moments Bone Saw already had his hands on a crowbar and began to run at her yelling. Jutting out her wrists again she shot a gob of webbing at his face in front of his eyes and he dropped the crowbar trying to free the webbing from his eyes frantically. Leaping up into the air Mary Jane arched her body gracefully and dropped a kick into Bone Saw's stomach. He keeled slightly and she barrel rolled into him causing him to stumble back into the ropes and be flung back at her. Grabbing onto his shoulders and positioning her feet against his stomach, like she had seen on many wrestling events she would watch with her Uncle Ben, she launched him back into the steel cage. With a pained groan McGraw fell down face first and didn't attempt to get back up. The bell rang in approval and the time clock stopped at two minutes as the announcer entered the ring exclaiming "The Amazing Spider-Woman!" while the crowd began to scream and chant her name. Mary Jane was not able to chase the grin forming on her mouth as she looked around herself in victory.
Glee exerted out of Mary Jane as she stood at the Promoter's office, her gloved hand outstretched awaiting the sum of three thousand dollars to be placed in her hands. Dazzling ideas sparkled through her mind over what type of car she wanted to get and Peter's amazed expression as she would park it right next door to his home and offer him a ride, even let him drive it if he wanted. It was all for Peter. He counted out the money and placed a one hundred dollar bill in her hand and then began to count of the rest. Her puzzled expression caused him to look up at her annoyed that she was still there.
"You've been paid, now get outta here." He said irritated.
She arched a slender brow confused. "A hundred? The ad said three thousand." She said not wanting to get cheated.
"Check it again webhead, it said three grand for three minutes and you pinned him in two. For that I give you a hundred and you're lucky to even get that. You made my wrestler look like a pansy out there; you didn't even try to give them that great of a show. Now get out of here before I change my mind about giving you this much." He grumbled.
"You're cheating me on the ad!" Mary Jane exclaimed.
"I missed the part where this was my problem." He said glaring. Mary Jane narrowed her eyes angrily and walked towards the door steaming moving past a suspicious figure with dyed platinum blonde hair. Walking towards the elevator she heard the figure speaking to the promoter and ordering him to fill the bag with the cash. As she glanced back over her shoulder she saw the silhouette of the man strike the promoter with the butt of his gun and then run out towards her. "Hey! Stop him, he stole the money!" He yelled holding his head. Mary Jane moved aside as the man ran past her into the elevator being chased by a cop.
"Thanks." The guy yelled out before the doors closed on him.
The cop glared over at her irritated. "What the hell is the matter with you, kid? You let him get away!" He yelled as he began to run for the stairs. 'As if the run will really hurt you that much,' Mary Jane thought angrily as she watched the cop run out. The promoter finally caught up to Mary Jane looking at the elevator doors and then casting a pissed off expression her way.
"You could have taken that guy apart, and you let him get away with my money!" He exclaimed rubbing the growing welt that had begun to form on his forehead. Mary Jane narrowed her blue eyes with an angered passion and glared at him hoping she could intimidate him.
"I missed the part where this was my problem." She said flatly.
Back in her normal clothes Mary Jane exited the arena taking in a fresh breath of air, having been tired of the stale, thick air that had occupied that building. Surrounding sirens sent a feeling of worry and dread deep in her gut and she ran towards the group of people and officers huddled in a circle around someone. It couldn't be anyone she knew, could it? She didn't believe that something like that could ever happen to her but she just had to see just in case. She pushed through the small crowd having formed and her heart stopped in her throat causing her to freeze in place and a sob escaping in shock.
"Uncle Ben!" She gasped as she looked down at the body of her uncle lying on the pavement. The cops tried to restrain her as she tried to pull her way to her uncle. "Stop! He's my uncle, let me get to him!" She cried. She fell onto her knees clasping her uncle's hand, blood had gathered in a central area of his chest and his breathing was scattered in pain. Burning tears welled up in her eyes as she held his hand to her cheek. "Uncle Ben, I'm here. It's Mary Jane." She cried. His eyes focused on her for a moment and he gasped out.
"MJ...I--.." His words never finished as his eyes glazed over and he lay still. She felt the heavy pull of his hand and it slipped down next to his body. She felt her body grow heavy and she shook in both grief and anger. Whoever did this would pay dearly. She lifted her head and looked around the people, tears falling down her face rapidly.
"Who did this?!" She demanded.
"A carjacker shot him in the chest before stealing his car. You're uncle wouldn't let him take it." Someone said. She slowly rose to her feet and stumbled back a few steps disappearing amongst the people around her. Anger took over as she clenched her fists her mind fixated on nothing but revenge. She jerked her attention over to one of the cop cars as he spoke over on his radio.
"A Patrol car spotted the stolen vehicle running a red light over on Ninth Avenue. They haven't caught the guy yet but they are closing in." He said quickly.
'No they wont, until I've gotten to him first.' Turning down the street and running Mary Jane ran to the nearest alleyway and began to shed her over clothes appearing in her costume she had worn at the wrestling arena. Yanking her mask from her bag she pulled it over her features and tugged her hair under the mask. Dropping her bag she shot a line of web at one of the buildings and propelled her body into the air high flying as fast as she could move. She swung from the buildings careful not to slam herself into them as she followed the patrol cars in action. Not far off she saw the beat up Cadillac that was her uncle's sailing down the street cutting off cars and screeching on sharp turns. She gritted her teeth angrily and swung her body down lower to be closer to the scene. No one seemed to notice her sailing through the area chasing after the runaway car. Using one of the stoplights she shot webbing at it wrapping it around the pole and launching herself onto the Cadillac's rooftop hard. Estimating where the carjacker was she plunged her fist through the top grabbing for him. She felt cloth underneath her gloves and attempted to yank him from his seat but gunshots rang out and she dodged bullets being shot from the driver's seat. She looked up in time to leap from the car as it smashed into a gate at the waterfront. Vanishing into the shadows she waited as the carjacker slipped from the front seat a few moments later and ran inside the building. The cops were nowhere nearby and Mary Jane chose this to be her time to handle the carjacker herself. Crawling along the rooftop she slipped her slender form through an open window and disappeared amongst the dark shadows again as she watched the murderer move through the building with his gun out, panicked.
Behind him, several feet away Mary Jane hung upside down lowering herself down the web preying on him as if he were a fly about to be caught in her web. Slowly she rotated her body and landed on her feet looming behind the murderous figure. Hearing the sound the carjacker jerked around and pulled the trigger at the figure. MJ darted away and the shot hit into the wall behind her. Alarmed the man began to shoot more rapidly and with each shot Mary Jane was able to evade each shot bouncing from wall, to ceiling and then back again. She came at him full forced and balled up her fist knocking him in a jaw and causing him to stumble back. She knocked him back further with a feral growl and grabbed the man by shoulders jerking him back into a window, shattering it. He began to whimper in fear and Mary Jane grabbed him back up to his feet.
"Don't hurt me! Give me a chance!" He screamed.
"Give you a chance! Like you gave my Uncle a chance?! The man you killed!" She screamed shoving him back again, yanking her mask off. A searchlight from outside finally shone in on the building where they were and she was able to see the face of the man who killed her uncle. She felt her mouth drop open in surprise and horror as she stared into the face of the platinum blonde haired thief she let escape at the Promoter's office. Flashes of that memory went before her eyes followed by the memory of her uncle lying on the cold sidewalk dying right before her. The man chuckled as he saw Mary Jane freeze up and raised the gun against her temple pulling the trigger. It clicked empty, the sound registering in Mary Jane's mind and snapping her out of her daze. Immediately she grabbed his wrist and snapped it like it was a toothpick and slammed her head forehead into his. Stumbling back by the sheer force and pain his foot caught hold over a heavy object and he felt back against one of the window ledges screaming for help. Mary Jane didn't budge an inch as she watched the thief plunge backwards through the window and onto the dock far below. Slowly she crept up to the window and stared down at the body of her uncle's murderer. The release of the pain didn't come though as she stared down at him with hatred. Immediately the searchlights directed on her as cops began to shout at her. She shielded her face in reflex and turned around as she heard someone coming up the stairs. In seconds she was gone, nowhere to be found in the where house and the cops were stuck with looking at the broken window and remains of webbing on the ceiling.
No one really knew what happened that night except for Mary Jane. She had no one to talk to about it and she sat alone, perched on a stone ledge of a falcon overlooking the city. Tears fell down her face as she stared off into nothingness thinking of the damage she had caused. The death of her uncle was her fault; she could never forgive herself for what she had done. "Oh Uncle Ben...I'm so sorry." She cried burying her face into her knees as she wrapped her arms around her legs. Her heart sank as she realized she needed to tell her aunt what happened to Uncle Ben. Her jaw trembled and she lowered her head again as she sobbed into her hands.
Things would never be the same again; this she knew. All because of the one choice she had made. Those words her uncle had left her before he drove off "with great power comes great responsibility" was something that would never leave her again...
To be continued:
A/N: Did you really think I was going to stop the story? I may be lazy now and again but when I truly love something I will not give up on it. I may be down and out for the count for a short while but I will bounce back. I will always love Spider-man, comic, animated series (1990's version ) and the movies. I went and saw Spider-man2 the day it came out and came back awestruck. I've also read the book. Thus, I felt I had to write the rest of this chapter so I could get it out of me. It's been waiting. ( I've also begun reading other Spider-man fanfics by other authors again, the Spider-man/Mary Jane or Peter Parker-Mary Jane ones especially catch my attention so to fellow writers keep up the writing, we all appreciate it. Thank you .
Responsibility
CH: 7
Slinging her backpack over her shoulder she entered the arena, the cheering from the large crowd sending shivers down her spine from the deep growls emitting from them. She blinked looking at the ring that seemed so small and so far away from her at the moment, she swallowed as she saw the wrestler in the ring jump from the top rope and land elbow down into the man's spine. "Ohh...fun." she thought with a bit of fear.
She left that part of the arena and walked towards the restrooms she had to change into her costume so no one could see her face. After all, she didn't want anyone knowing about this really, especially her aunt and uncle. Changing into her handmade costume she walked up to the table for sign ups, glancing behind her at the other "interesting" and "colorful" costumed weirdos behind her. She even could have sworn she thought she saw a man dressed up as Xena: the warrior princess. "Next!" A woman's voice called out. Mary Jane stepped up to the desk and looked down at the woman with the pad jotting the information. She looked up at her and chuckled at Mary Jane's get up. "This isn't a feather weight division, or women's mud wrestling, sug. Next." She said arching an ebony eyebrow.
"No, c'mon. Sign me up, please." Mary Jane pleaded. The dark woman looked at Mary Jane for just a moment and shrugged shaking her head.
"Okay. You understand that the NYWL is not responsible for any injury you may and probably will sustain while participating in said event, and you are indeed participating under your own free will?" She said, reciting it like she had many times before. Mary Jane could sense a giggle being hidden under the woman's breath as she watched Mary Jane.
"Yes, ma'am." Mary Jane said confidently, trying to keep herself psyched for the match so she wouldn't chicken out and run home.
"Down the hall to the ramp," The woman said writing down information, she glanced up at Mary Jane with an uneasy look. "May God be with you. Next!" She yelled. With a deep breath and a gulp Mary Jane followed the woman's directions making her way to the ramp. The screen was up in front of her but she could hear the crowd's "oooh"s and "ahhh"s. She heard a sound like a table breaking and someone screaming in pain. She closed her eyes for a moment nervously. 'Three thousand dollars, threeeee- thouuusand dollars.' She repeated to herself in her mind.
"Are you ready for more?" The announcer's voice rang from the wrestling ring. Hearing the wrestling from the ring grab the microphone and yell:
"Bonesaw is ready!" was enough to make more chills go down her spine. Good lord his voice was freaky. The roar of the crowd only increased as the wrestler psyched them up. "Will the next victim please enter the ring at this time! For the sum of three-thousand dollars in the ring for three minutes." He stopped just by the screen lowering the microphone for a moment.
"Hey, kid. What's your name?" He asked.
"I go by the Human Spider." Mary Jane said proudly, pulling on her gloves tightly.
"The Human Spider? That's it? That's all you got? Ah that sucks." He grumbled shaking his head. Taking a few steps forward he began to speak to the crowd again. "The sum of three-thousand dollars will be paid to the terrifying, the deadly, the amazing Spider-Woman!" The screen left and soon Mary Jane was given view to the long ramp down to the ring. The audience began to boo and laugh as they looked at Mary Jane's excuse for a costume. Dressed in dark blue sweats and red and white high tops, wearing a red over shirt with a spider web and a large spider in the center. Her head and most of her face except her eyes were covered by a red looking ski mask. The fans now laughed in her direction. Mary Jane didn't move forward a step; she was highly irritated that the announcer chose to get her name incorrect. It was The Human Spider not Spider-woman.
"Get out there!" A stagehand yelled at her.
"No, didn't you hear him?! He got my name wrong, I'm not going out there until he corrects himself." Mary Jane snapped ready to brace herself at the step.
"Get your butt out there now!" The stagehand yelled shoving her forward. The lights blinded her as she stumbled forward a few steps. The booing increased as she became more visible in the light. Food from the stands began to fly in her direction, including soda cups. She became distracted as a popcorn bag smacked her in the face while Bone Saw's girls walked up to MJ to taunt her.
"Why don't you go home and cry to mommy and daddy before you get yourself killed!"
"I'm going to rip off each and every one of eight legs--"
"Bone Saw is gonna eat you up and spit you out, little girl!" The taunts began to meld into one another as the girls began to overlap each other; Mary Jane's attention was gathered elsewhere as she watched the costumed paramedics wheel out the last opponent on a gurney. He was moaning in pain, body spasming in agony.
"My legs...argh...I can't feel my legs!" He cried grabbing out for MJ. Her eyes widened and she stepped around the victim walking slowly to the ring. Bone Saw looked down at her intimidatingly as she climbed up the side and ducked under the ropes into the ring. The fans began cheering for Bone Saw again and the wrestler posed flexing his bulging muscles to appease his fans. MJ began to second-guess her decision as she glanced around. She heard a whir of machinery and a large black cage began to lower around the ring. Her eyes widened in alarm as she rushed to the side of the ring.
"Caaage!" A fan screamed and everyone joined in with him. The bars slid down around the ring and the maintenance men began to secure locks on the doors with chains.
"Wait a minute! Cage match?! I didn't sign up for this!" She ran towards the doors grabbing onto the chain.
"You're going nowhere! I've got you for three minutes, little girl!" Bone Saw said in his rumbly voice.
Mary Jane turned around her eyes wide as she looked at him. "Not like this you aren't!" She snapped and turned back to the men who were leaving the ringside. "Open the damn cage now, this isn't fair!"
"Nobody turns their back on Bone Saw!" The wrestler yelled as he charged at Mary Jane, his fist closed tightly ready to pound her into the mat. Her tingling sensation kicked in again as her "spider-sense" alerted her to Bone Saw's attack and she sprang into action launching her body up to the top of the cage holding on to where she could see Bone Saw plain in view. The wrestler jerked his head up, despite how hard it must have been since his neck was almost as thick as his biceps, and pointed a finger at Mary Jane angrily. "What are you doing up there!"
"Staying away from you, that's what." She laughed nervously and then dared to shoot in another comment. "Who bought you that lovely outfit your husband?" She taunted. The vein in the wrestler's forehead began to bulge as he growled angrily and he clenched both his fists. Both fear and triumph pumped through her body as she watched his reaction and she found herself laughing taunting him even more.
"Grrr! Get down here now you spider-twit!" He yelled. Mary Jane swept in a deep breath as she launched herself off the cage and down straight at McGraw. The wrestler managed to grab onto her legs and slammed her down onto the mat. Being caught by surprise Mary Jane managed to roll onto her back and then flipped herself to her feet. Her body limbered back as one fist after another was thrown at her. As a right upper cut came towards her face she slid her body down to the matt in the splits and low blowed McGraw. His eyes bulged in pain and he sunk onto his knees trying to ignore the pain. She heard the crowd of mostly males groan, able to imagine the agony that Bone Saw must have been in for that moment. Before Mary Jane was able to dance in victory one of Bone Saw's ladies showed up at ringside with a chair while another distracted Mary Jane to the side. Again her senses tingled violently warning her of impeding danger behind her but she was too slow to turn around this time as a chair collided into the back of her head. She fell onto her knees holding her head in pain trying to regain her senses as another blow came this time to her back forcing her down. The crowd's cheers became louder with each blow McGraw delivered rendering her in one place. She managed to gather her strength and she shook off her dizziness. Aiming her wrists at the sides of the cage she lifted herself off the matt floor and Bone Saw swung missing the spider- girl that was no longer lying facedown. She used the side of the cage to ricochet off and landed on her feet on the other side. In just moments Bone Saw already had his hands on a crowbar and began to run at her yelling. Jutting out her wrists again she shot a gob of webbing at his face in front of his eyes and he dropped the crowbar trying to free the webbing from his eyes frantically. Leaping up into the air Mary Jane arched her body gracefully and dropped a kick into Bone Saw's stomach. He keeled slightly and she barrel rolled into him causing him to stumble back into the ropes and be flung back at her. Grabbing onto his shoulders and positioning her feet against his stomach, like she had seen on many wrestling events she would watch with her Uncle Ben, she launched him back into the steel cage. With a pained groan McGraw fell down face first and didn't attempt to get back up. The bell rang in approval and the time clock stopped at two minutes as the announcer entered the ring exclaiming "The Amazing Spider-Woman!" while the crowd began to scream and chant her name. Mary Jane was not able to chase the grin forming on her mouth as she looked around herself in victory.
Glee exerted out of Mary Jane as she stood at the Promoter's office, her gloved hand outstretched awaiting the sum of three thousand dollars to be placed in her hands. Dazzling ideas sparkled through her mind over what type of car she wanted to get and Peter's amazed expression as she would park it right next door to his home and offer him a ride, even let him drive it if he wanted. It was all for Peter. He counted out the money and placed a one hundred dollar bill in her hand and then began to count of the rest. Her puzzled expression caused him to look up at her annoyed that she was still there.
"You've been paid, now get outta here." He said irritated.
She arched a slender brow confused. "A hundred? The ad said three thousand." She said not wanting to get cheated.
"Check it again webhead, it said three grand for three minutes and you pinned him in two. For that I give you a hundred and you're lucky to even get that. You made my wrestler look like a pansy out there; you didn't even try to give them that great of a show. Now get out of here before I change my mind about giving you this much." He grumbled.
"You're cheating me on the ad!" Mary Jane exclaimed.
"I missed the part where this was my problem." He said glaring. Mary Jane narrowed her eyes angrily and walked towards the door steaming moving past a suspicious figure with dyed platinum blonde hair. Walking towards the elevator she heard the figure speaking to the promoter and ordering him to fill the bag with the cash. As she glanced back over her shoulder she saw the silhouette of the man strike the promoter with the butt of his gun and then run out towards her. "Hey! Stop him, he stole the money!" He yelled holding his head. Mary Jane moved aside as the man ran past her into the elevator being chased by a cop.
"Thanks." The guy yelled out before the doors closed on him.
The cop glared over at her irritated. "What the hell is the matter with you, kid? You let him get away!" He yelled as he began to run for the stairs. 'As if the run will really hurt you that much,' Mary Jane thought angrily as she watched the cop run out. The promoter finally caught up to Mary Jane looking at the elevator doors and then casting a pissed off expression her way.
"You could have taken that guy apart, and you let him get away with my money!" He exclaimed rubbing the growing welt that had begun to form on his forehead. Mary Jane narrowed her blue eyes with an angered passion and glared at him hoping she could intimidate him.
"I missed the part where this was my problem." She said flatly.
Back in her normal clothes Mary Jane exited the arena taking in a fresh breath of air, having been tired of the stale, thick air that had occupied that building. Surrounding sirens sent a feeling of worry and dread deep in her gut and she ran towards the group of people and officers huddled in a circle around someone. It couldn't be anyone she knew, could it? She didn't believe that something like that could ever happen to her but she just had to see just in case. She pushed through the small crowd having formed and her heart stopped in her throat causing her to freeze in place and a sob escaping in shock.
"Uncle Ben!" She gasped as she looked down at the body of her uncle lying on the pavement. The cops tried to restrain her as she tried to pull her way to her uncle. "Stop! He's my uncle, let me get to him!" She cried. She fell onto her knees clasping her uncle's hand, blood had gathered in a central area of his chest and his breathing was scattered in pain. Burning tears welled up in her eyes as she held his hand to her cheek. "Uncle Ben, I'm here. It's Mary Jane." She cried. His eyes focused on her for a moment and he gasped out.
"MJ...I--.." His words never finished as his eyes glazed over and he lay still. She felt the heavy pull of his hand and it slipped down next to his body. She felt her body grow heavy and she shook in both grief and anger. Whoever did this would pay dearly. She lifted her head and looked around the people, tears falling down her face rapidly.
"Who did this?!" She demanded.
"A carjacker shot him in the chest before stealing his car. You're uncle wouldn't let him take it." Someone said. She slowly rose to her feet and stumbled back a few steps disappearing amongst the people around her. Anger took over as she clenched her fists her mind fixated on nothing but revenge. She jerked her attention over to one of the cop cars as he spoke over on his radio.
"A Patrol car spotted the stolen vehicle running a red light over on Ninth Avenue. They haven't caught the guy yet but they are closing in." He said quickly.
'No they wont, until I've gotten to him first.' Turning down the street and running Mary Jane ran to the nearest alleyway and began to shed her over clothes appearing in her costume she had worn at the wrestling arena. Yanking her mask from her bag she pulled it over her features and tugged her hair under the mask. Dropping her bag she shot a line of web at one of the buildings and propelled her body into the air high flying as fast as she could move. She swung from the buildings careful not to slam herself into them as she followed the patrol cars in action. Not far off she saw the beat up Cadillac that was her uncle's sailing down the street cutting off cars and screeching on sharp turns. She gritted her teeth angrily and swung her body down lower to be closer to the scene. No one seemed to notice her sailing through the area chasing after the runaway car. Using one of the stoplights she shot webbing at it wrapping it around the pole and launching herself onto the Cadillac's rooftop hard. Estimating where the carjacker was she plunged her fist through the top grabbing for him. She felt cloth underneath her gloves and attempted to yank him from his seat but gunshots rang out and she dodged bullets being shot from the driver's seat. She looked up in time to leap from the car as it smashed into a gate at the waterfront. Vanishing into the shadows she waited as the carjacker slipped from the front seat a few moments later and ran inside the building. The cops were nowhere nearby and Mary Jane chose this to be her time to handle the carjacker herself. Crawling along the rooftop she slipped her slender form through an open window and disappeared amongst the dark shadows again as she watched the murderer move through the building with his gun out, panicked.
Behind him, several feet away Mary Jane hung upside down lowering herself down the web preying on him as if he were a fly about to be caught in her web. Slowly she rotated her body and landed on her feet looming behind the murderous figure. Hearing the sound the carjacker jerked around and pulled the trigger at the figure. MJ darted away and the shot hit into the wall behind her. Alarmed the man began to shoot more rapidly and with each shot Mary Jane was able to evade each shot bouncing from wall, to ceiling and then back again. She came at him full forced and balled up her fist knocking him in a jaw and causing him to stumble back. She knocked him back further with a feral growl and grabbed the man by shoulders jerking him back into a window, shattering it. He began to whimper in fear and Mary Jane grabbed him back up to his feet.
"Don't hurt me! Give me a chance!" He screamed.
"Give you a chance! Like you gave my Uncle a chance?! The man you killed!" She screamed shoving him back again, yanking her mask off. A searchlight from outside finally shone in on the building where they were and she was able to see the face of the man who killed her uncle. She felt her mouth drop open in surprise and horror as she stared into the face of the platinum blonde haired thief she let escape at the Promoter's office. Flashes of that memory went before her eyes followed by the memory of her uncle lying on the cold sidewalk dying right before her. The man chuckled as he saw Mary Jane freeze up and raised the gun against her temple pulling the trigger. It clicked empty, the sound registering in Mary Jane's mind and snapping her out of her daze. Immediately she grabbed his wrist and snapped it like it was a toothpick and slammed her head forehead into his. Stumbling back by the sheer force and pain his foot caught hold over a heavy object and he felt back against one of the window ledges screaming for help. Mary Jane didn't budge an inch as she watched the thief plunge backwards through the window and onto the dock far below. Slowly she crept up to the window and stared down at the body of her uncle's murderer. The release of the pain didn't come though as she stared down at him with hatred. Immediately the searchlights directed on her as cops began to shout at her. She shielded her face in reflex and turned around as she heard someone coming up the stairs. In seconds she was gone, nowhere to be found in the where house and the cops were stuck with looking at the broken window and remains of webbing on the ceiling.
No one really knew what happened that night except for Mary Jane. She had no one to talk to about it and she sat alone, perched on a stone ledge of a falcon overlooking the city. Tears fell down her face as she stared off into nothingness thinking of the damage she had caused. The death of her uncle was her fault; she could never forgive herself for what she had done. "Oh Uncle Ben...I'm so sorry." She cried burying her face into her knees as she wrapped her arms around her legs. Her heart sank as she realized she needed to tell her aunt what happened to Uncle Ben. Her jaw trembled and she lowered her head again as she sobbed into her hands.
Things would never be the same again; this she knew. All because of the one choice she had made. Those words her uncle had left her before he drove off "with great power comes great responsibility" was something that would never leave her again...
To be continued:
A/N: Did you really think I was going to stop the story? I may be lazy now and again but when I truly love something I will not give up on it. I may be down and out for the count for a short while but I will bounce back. I will always love Spider-man, comic, animated series (1990's version ) and the movies. I went and saw Spider-man2 the day it came out and came back awestruck. I've also read the book. Thus, I felt I had to write the rest of this chapter so I could get it out of me. It's been waiting. ( I've also begun reading other Spider-man fanfics by other authors again, the Spider-man/Mary Jane or Peter Parker-Mary Jane ones especially catch my attention so to fellow writers keep up the writing, we all appreciate it. Thank you .