When Ben awoke the next morning, the sun had not risen yet, and the
sky was only tinged pink. He guessed it was around 6:00. As soon as he
stood up he felt the consequences for sleeping on a concrete building. He
thought back to the night before and remembered what he had thought about
Spider-Man. As far as he could tell, Spider-Man had the same powers as Ben
did. The only difference in their powers, however, was that Ben's second
mutation allowed him to sort of melt into shadows where nobody could see
him. It was great for being stealthy.
Hmmm... Well, I know that Spider-Man always does good and saves people in need, so if I go where there's trouble, I'm bound to find Spider- Man...right?
As if on cue, a blaring siren ruined the early morning silence. Immediately, Ben ran to the edge of the rooftop and sprung up into the air, landing on the next building after a moment. Again he ran and jumped, the warm morning air whipping across his face. He made his way from building to building and finally reached the source of the noise.
Ben watched as three police cars pulled up to the Bank of Manhattan. He crouched on the nearest building and observed the scene from across the street. Media reporters and cameramen buzzed around the police tape like bees to a hive. The desperate policemen tried to calm the crowd, but the commotion only grew. The bank was being held up. Ben could tell this when a negotiator started talking through an amplifier.
"Release the hostages and we will meet your demands."
No answer came from the bank, but a loud uptake of breath filled the air. A lone figure had gracefully leaped and clung to the side of the bank like a spider.
"It's Spider-Man!" yelled a woman from the crowd.
Ben made to jump to the building where the superhero sat, but then thought better of it. He had better let Spider-man do his thing first.
But that doesn't mean I can't get a better look, Ben thought slyly.
Making sure everyone below had their attention averted to the crime scene, Ben gave an almighty push with his legs and flew up through the air, soared over the street below, and landed right on top of the bank.
Maybe there's a back door that I can get through, he thought eagerly.
When Ben reached the back of the building, he saw FBI agents already trying to break in an alternate entrance with a battering ram. With a final heave at the door, the agents were successful but Ben watched in horror as they were suddenly blasted by a sort of wave and crashed against the brick alley wall. Ben had to see what was going on inside. He crawled down the wall when he saw that the victims of the wave were unconscious and peered upside down into the bank.
Ben poked his head in just in time to see Spider-Man being thrown against the wall by strong blast. It was the same one that was used on the agents. His eyes followed the blast until they came upon the source. A man with dark brown pants and a pin-cushion designed top stood over Spidey. On each hand was a metal gauntlet.
"Sorry, Funny Man, but that's my cue," spoke the man in a gruff voice. "Just remember, never mess with the Shocker."
By this time, Ben had dropped down from the side of the building, sneaked inside, melded with the shadows of a vacant cubicle next to the back door. He watched as the man called Shocker turned to run out the exit, but just as he passed Ben lurking in the shadows, a foot crossed Shocker's path. Shocker fell to the ground with a thud.
Spider-Man had regained his composure, but he was still a bit woozy from the blast. Shocker turned back and saw the superhero so he urgently pushed himself up and ran out of the back door.
"Gotta' catch him," mumbled Spider-Man.
Ben watched, still in the shadows, as the Shocker aimed his gauntlets at the ground on which he stood. He blasted it and magnificently soared up into the air. Spider-Man ran out and shot a web onto the top of the bank building. He jumped up and then was gone.
I gotta' follow them! thought Ben.
He jumped out from the cubicle, ran out of the bank, and leaped high into the air. Clinging onto the building side, Ben pushed off the wall, flew over the alley below, and started to climb up the building.
When he reached the top, he saw Shocker blasting himself from rooftop to rooftop, closely followed by Spider-Man. At this sight, Ben was off. As soon as he would land onto the next roof, Ben would spring up into the sky again, only to land and repeat the process moments later. It was hard to keep up for Ben because Spidey was webslinging, which made Ben wonder why he couldn't do so.
The chase finally came to a stop though when Spidey landed a punch in midair square on Shocker's jaw. His limp body plummeted towards a building's roof, but Spider-Man did not disturb the fall. Even from three buildings back, Ben could hear the sickening thud. The hero didn't stop there. He landed next to the body, drew back his fist, and slammed it into the Shocker's nose, causing it to bleed heavily.
"Scum," breathed Spider-Man as he dropped off the roof with Shocker under his arm.
Ben quickly hopped over to that building and watched from above as the Shocker was strung to a web hanging from a streetlight.
"The coppers will take it from here, my horribly dressed friend. As much as I would love to beat you to a bloody pulp, it is not my duty to do so. Farewell!"
Shocker grumbled a few incoherent words, and with that, Spider-Man left the street as soon as he had come.
Latching his web onto a nearby building, he over there and landed. Ben saw his opportunity and leaped from the building he was currently standing on. Ben landed on the building Spider-Man was.
Spidey turned to see what had made his Spider-Sense go off and saw Ben standing there, although he had no idea who it was.
"Who—"
Ben cut him off. "Spidey, we need to talk."
Hmmm... Well, I know that Spider-Man always does good and saves people in need, so if I go where there's trouble, I'm bound to find Spider- Man...right?
As if on cue, a blaring siren ruined the early morning silence. Immediately, Ben ran to the edge of the rooftop and sprung up into the air, landing on the next building after a moment. Again he ran and jumped, the warm morning air whipping across his face. He made his way from building to building and finally reached the source of the noise.
Ben watched as three police cars pulled up to the Bank of Manhattan. He crouched on the nearest building and observed the scene from across the street. Media reporters and cameramen buzzed around the police tape like bees to a hive. The desperate policemen tried to calm the crowd, but the commotion only grew. The bank was being held up. Ben could tell this when a negotiator started talking through an amplifier.
"Release the hostages and we will meet your demands."
No answer came from the bank, but a loud uptake of breath filled the air. A lone figure had gracefully leaped and clung to the side of the bank like a spider.
"It's Spider-Man!" yelled a woman from the crowd.
Ben made to jump to the building where the superhero sat, but then thought better of it. He had better let Spider-man do his thing first.
But that doesn't mean I can't get a better look, Ben thought slyly.
Making sure everyone below had their attention averted to the crime scene, Ben gave an almighty push with his legs and flew up through the air, soared over the street below, and landed right on top of the bank.
Maybe there's a back door that I can get through, he thought eagerly.
When Ben reached the back of the building, he saw FBI agents already trying to break in an alternate entrance with a battering ram. With a final heave at the door, the agents were successful but Ben watched in horror as they were suddenly blasted by a sort of wave and crashed against the brick alley wall. Ben had to see what was going on inside. He crawled down the wall when he saw that the victims of the wave were unconscious and peered upside down into the bank.
Ben poked his head in just in time to see Spider-Man being thrown against the wall by strong blast. It was the same one that was used on the agents. His eyes followed the blast until they came upon the source. A man with dark brown pants and a pin-cushion designed top stood over Spidey. On each hand was a metal gauntlet.
"Sorry, Funny Man, but that's my cue," spoke the man in a gruff voice. "Just remember, never mess with the Shocker."
By this time, Ben had dropped down from the side of the building, sneaked inside, melded with the shadows of a vacant cubicle next to the back door. He watched as the man called Shocker turned to run out the exit, but just as he passed Ben lurking in the shadows, a foot crossed Shocker's path. Shocker fell to the ground with a thud.
Spider-Man had regained his composure, but he was still a bit woozy from the blast. Shocker turned back and saw the superhero so he urgently pushed himself up and ran out of the back door.
"Gotta' catch him," mumbled Spider-Man.
Ben watched, still in the shadows, as the Shocker aimed his gauntlets at the ground on which he stood. He blasted it and magnificently soared up into the air. Spider-Man ran out and shot a web onto the top of the bank building. He jumped up and then was gone.
I gotta' follow them! thought Ben.
He jumped out from the cubicle, ran out of the bank, and leaped high into the air. Clinging onto the building side, Ben pushed off the wall, flew over the alley below, and started to climb up the building.
When he reached the top, he saw Shocker blasting himself from rooftop to rooftop, closely followed by Spider-Man. At this sight, Ben was off. As soon as he would land onto the next roof, Ben would spring up into the sky again, only to land and repeat the process moments later. It was hard to keep up for Ben because Spidey was webslinging, which made Ben wonder why he couldn't do so.
The chase finally came to a stop though when Spidey landed a punch in midair square on Shocker's jaw. His limp body plummeted towards a building's roof, but Spider-Man did not disturb the fall. Even from three buildings back, Ben could hear the sickening thud. The hero didn't stop there. He landed next to the body, drew back his fist, and slammed it into the Shocker's nose, causing it to bleed heavily.
"Scum," breathed Spider-Man as he dropped off the roof with Shocker under his arm.
Ben quickly hopped over to that building and watched from above as the Shocker was strung to a web hanging from a streetlight.
"The coppers will take it from here, my horribly dressed friend. As much as I would love to beat you to a bloody pulp, it is not my duty to do so. Farewell!"
Shocker grumbled a few incoherent words, and with that, Spider-Man left the street as soon as he had come.
Latching his web onto a nearby building, he over there and landed. Ben saw his opportunity and leaped from the building he was currently standing on. Ben landed on the building Spider-Man was.
Spidey turned to see what had made his Spider-Sense go off and saw Ben standing there, although he had no idea who it was.
"Who—"
Ben cut him off. "Spidey, we need to talk."