Hello. Welcome to my first Spiderman story. As much as I'd like to, I do
not own any of the characters they all belong to marvel. In case you're
wondering, I'm following the movie story line, so this story is going to
take place between movies 1 and 2. Please be patient with my story, all
will become revealed soon enough. Thanks a lot,
--Peach man
Spiderman Issue #6 – Probabilities
Another slanderous headline, and it read "Hobgoblin Topples Spiderman!" Trash, filth, absolute garbage. Peter crumbled the newspaper up and threw it in the trash, storming up to his room. He whipped the door open and immediately began to dig through his clothing for his costume. He had just gotten out of the shower and already he was hopping back into his suit and gearing up for another day of busting baddies. He had his suit on in seconds and swung out of his window, catching the cool spring breeze as he webbed his way through the city.
Hunger struck him and he decided to pay the nearby drive through a visit. He ordered a large cheeseburger and some fries and the intercom and crawled up the side of the fast food place. He precisely lowered himself to the window, upside down and waited for the teller to answer.
"That will be $4.66—holy shi-!" The teller screamed.
"Ah ah ah, there are children in the car behind me. Don't want to be mouthing off with young ears around." Spiderman replied.
Spiderman handed the teller a five-dollar bill and the teller handed him his food. Spiderman took the back and swung upward, leaving the fast food place and the shocked teenaged teller behind.
"Don't you want your change?" The teen asked.
Spiderman found a comfortable spot on top of a nearby building and began to eat. He scarfed down his fries and was halfway through his burger when he heard it. A huge explosion erupted from an apartment complex a block away, the shockwave knocking Spiderman off of his feet and back onto the roof. His spider sense was in a roar, alerting him of every danger within a mile of him and he sat up, ready for action. From the fire the cloaked vigilante emerged, cackling madly.
"Let that be a lesson to ya!" Hobgoblin screamed, flying away at top speed.
Spiderman glanced over to the apartment, which was now on fire and squinted his eyes to see it. Eddie Brock was dangling from the windowsill, screaming his lungs out. Hesitantly Spiderman spun a web line and launched himself in the apartment cursing himself for actually helping Brock. He landed on the nearby building and yelled to the photographer.
"Hey Brock! Need a hand?" he asked.
"Sp- Spiderman! This is your fault!" Brock screamed.
A piece of concrete broke off and fell a good 70 feet before slamming into the streets below, Brock once again was panicking. Spiderman unclipped the camera from the back of his pants and fastened it to the building, chuckling to himself. "Time to make some extra bucks." He said, leaping into the air.
Quickly he swung past Brock, snatching him by the back of his shirt and avoided the flames. Eddie began to squirm even more than when he was away from the fire. In fact Brock turned himself around while in Spiderman's grasp and glared at him.
"Hey Freak, who are you really?!" He asked.
"Brock shut your mouth. I'm fighting every urge in the world to drop you right now." Spiderman snapped.
Then the unthinkable happened. Brock reached up and grabbed the front of Spiderman's mask. He gripped the material firmly and began trying to pull it off. Spiderman's hand gripped Brock's arm and tried to wrench himself free.
"What the hell are you doing?! Let Go!" Spiderman screamed.
"Nope, its time the world finds out who you really are!" Eddie screamed.
Spiderman pointed his wrist at Eddie's eyes and released a stream of webbing. It stuck to the photographer's eyes, causing him to start screaming. He pulled his hand back quickly, removing Spiderman's mask and exposing him. Time seemed to slow down rapidly; Peter's movements were lost in the sky.
"What to do..what to do.. Whattodo whattodo..!!??" He panicked.
Quickly the rational side of his brain started to kick in again. He webbed up Brock, leaving his head free to that he wouldn't suffocate. He let Eddie slide out of his grasp and fall to the streets below, webbing him last minute to the side of a building.
"The Goblin.." Peter thought.
No time, he needed cover and quick, the news helicopters would be in the sky already and he couldn't risk being spotted. He had nearly made it to a rooftop when the nausea struck him again. He could feel his hands sliding off of the web line and sweat beads formed across his forehead. He just needed to make it to the roof and hide, that was it, just to this roof.
Peter slammed hard into the edge of the roof, clinging on for dear life. Slowly he raised his leg, draping it on the edge of the roof and used his remaining strength to slide over the edge and to safety. His heart raced around inside of his body, and he wiped the sweat off of his forehead.
"Oh Spiderman?"
Peters eyes widened in terror. He could hear the hum of the hobgoblin's glider just feet from where he was laying. He glanced around for something, anything he could use to cover his face. Across from him was a clothesline, and from it dangled a pair of jeans, a white bra, and a sky blue tee shirt. He decided to chance it.
Hopping to his feet peter dashed for the clothesline feeling the breeze lift back his hair as he ran. He felt razor bats zip past his head just missing him, and regardless of his powers, he jumped. His arm caught the clothesline and ripped it straight from the window. His hands slid down the line and when he finally reached the shirt, he tore it off of the clips.
"Where do you think your going?!" Hobgoblin screamed
Peter wasn't listening; he ripped a large piece out of the tee shirt and wrapped it across his face, hiding the lower part of his mouth and nose. He looked somewhat like a bandit. He could feel his agility starting to kick in again as well. He spun a quick web line and disappeared behind a building.
Hobgoblin followed, but when he made it around the building, Spiderman was nowhere in sight. Hobgoblin cursed out loud for several minutes, before taking off again. Peter sighed in exhaustion; he had tucked himself on the inside of a fold, avoiding hobgoblins sights. This was too much; his powers were constantly acting up more than ever, and Brock and the goblin only made things worse. He decided to go back to his apartment and get his spare mask. Peter stuck to the back streets trying to avoid people at all costs. He swung by several windows, but too fast to be seen by the normal eye.
**********************************************************************
Within twenty minutes he had made it back to his apartment and hopped through his window, looking for the spare mask. He hopped over his bed, opening the closet on the far side of the room. After pushing through numerous dress shirts he grabbed the spare mask and pulled the cloth from his face. He slid the mask on and took a deep breath wondering what his next move would be.
"Yeah there isn't much up here, well there is my room, and Peter's." A voice said from down the hall.
Spiderman's eyes widened and the door to Peter's room opened. There stood Harry with his arm around Liz's waist. Liz remarked about how messy peter is, and Harry agreed laughing somewhat. The two walked back down the hallway and disappeared into Harry's room. Spiderman sat on the ceiling breathing heavily. He glanced down once more to make sure they weren't there, and he let himself drop. He landed on the floor and was out the window in a flash.
First thing was first; he stopped by the building and retrieved his camera from the side of the building. It was out of film, the timer kept on going long after peter had been gone. Nevertheless he got what he needed and was out of the area within a few minutes. He decided to pay the Landon College a visit once again. Again Spiderman entered through the same window as last time, and made quick work of going through the hallways.
He found Dr. Conners in his lab, working peacefully on a new experiment. Spiderman tapped him lightly on the shoulder, startling the scientist.
"Oh its you Spiderman!" Conners exclaimed.
"Yeah its me all right." Spiderman replied folding his arms.
"What's wrong? Are your powers still acting up?" Curt asked.
"More than before, it seems like I can't go into a single battle without having some trouble. It's constantly acting up." Spiderman answered, sounding irritated.
"Maybe we should take a closer look. A blood sample if you wouldn't mind." Dr. Conners offered.
"Sounds good to me, anything to help me figure out what my body is doing." Spiderman said, removing a glove.
"Why don't you tell me about how you got your powers then, you know to help the time pass by." Curt added.
Spiderman agreed to take curt on the long and twisted tale of his past. He began with how we was a huge nerd all throughout high school. He was constantly picked on and teased, always a target of jocks and anyone else bigger than him. His only friend was Harry Osborn who attempted to stand up for him. One day on a field trip with school, there were mutant spiders on display, only several of their kind. One escaped and bit him on the hand, transferring all of its powers to him. And at first he didn't use the powers to fight crime he tried to make money. But when a loved one of his was hurt because of his irresponsibility he donned the costume and stepped out in the world to fight crime as the Amazing Spiderman.
"What about college?" Curt asked, his vision buried in the microscope.
Spiderman felt his stomach sink, hit ocean bottom and cough up a few bubbles. With all of his time being Spiderman and defending New York, he had hardly given a thought to college. Sure there were several letters that came for him, but he had yet to actually reply to any. His career was hanging in the balance; he still had the scholarship from Landon College to use for college but had hardly looked at it since receiving it. Spiderman swallowed hard and then came back to reality.
"I haven't gotten around to it yet." Spiderman said lowly.
"Oh I see, so you're a fairly young guy." Curt replied.
"Yep, trying to 'balance the troubles of everyday life'" Spiderman said sarcastically.
Curt laughed long and hard and Spiderman smiled under his mask. It was good to hear a laugh that wasn't menacing or evil. It was kind and light, the kind of laugh he needed to raise his moods.
"So what's the news with my blood doc?" Spiderman asked.
"Well its kind of hard to explain. Your body seems to be separating the powers into their own genetic strands instead of one big one. So its causing stress through the regular cells that allow you to use the powers. When you're stressed out, your power's fault and that's when you have the lapse." Curt answered.
"Oh I see." Spiderman replied, sliding his glove back on.
"I can add some radiation with my recombinator, that might fasten the process and balance your powers." Curt added.
"I don't know, it seems kind of risky. With the whole cancer thing and all. I think the last thing I need is to catch a terminal disease." Spiderman said.
"Its not like you think. Here I'll demonstrate." Curt said.
The scientist stood and walked towards the far end of the lab, he asked Spiderman to stand behind the nearby computer. Spiderman agreed, walking to the control console and studying the controls. Curt pulled down a shade from a long metal column and stood in front of it.
"To tell you the truth I don't think that little curtain is going to block this radiation." Spiderman said.
"It's made from a certain type of lead that absorbs the light." Conners answered.
"Whatever you say." Spiderman replied.
"Now I need you to enter in the numbers I have taped to the top of the console and then press the small green button." Curt added.
Spiderman did as he was told, upon pressing the green button, a small pocket of the console flipped up revealing two switches and a final orange button. Spiderman automatically flipped both switches and went to press the button.
"Wait! Only flip the first switch. That's what induces the rays and works with the body. The other switch isn't for these purposes, because were working with humans." Curt said. "Sure thing." Spiderman answered, adjusting the switch and pressing the button.
A neon blue beam emitted from a machine over head, which Spiderman hadn't noticed until now. The beam struck conners, causing him to scream loudly, the veins beginning to become visible in his neck. Spiderman immediately began to search for a way to turn the machine off.
"Curt don't worry! I'll fix it!" Spiderman yelled back to him.
"N...O! IT'S....WORKING!" He screamed back.
The veins on conners body were becoming a dark green and spreading to his face, however his arm that was missing half began to emerge. Several fingers ripped through his sleeve that was tucked over his stump and began to wiggle around rapidly, they were coated in a green slime. The rest of his arm followed this and emerged from his body, and dripping with slime. Curt raised his head back to level, and his eyes looked yellow. Spiderman quickly flipped the switch off and the beam disappeared. Curt fell to the floor breathing heavily.
"Are you alright?" Spiderman said, rushing to his aid.
Curt's head rose, his eyes were a deep yellow, with a small black diamond in the middle. His skin was a light green color; he looked almost like he was sick. He snarled at Spiderman and leaped to his feet, hissing loudly.
With Curt Conners wiling out on Spiderman, how can he detain his new friend without hurting him? Plus what does the hobgoblin have hidden up his sleeve for Spiderman that he's yet to deal out? This and more in the next exciting issue of Spiderman: Lucky Shot! Thanks, please review! --Peach man
--Peach man
Spiderman Issue #6 – Probabilities
Another slanderous headline, and it read "Hobgoblin Topples Spiderman!" Trash, filth, absolute garbage. Peter crumbled the newspaper up and threw it in the trash, storming up to his room. He whipped the door open and immediately began to dig through his clothing for his costume. He had just gotten out of the shower and already he was hopping back into his suit and gearing up for another day of busting baddies. He had his suit on in seconds and swung out of his window, catching the cool spring breeze as he webbed his way through the city.
Hunger struck him and he decided to pay the nearby drive through a visit. He ordered a large cheeseburger and some fries and the intercom and crawled up the side of the fast food place. He precisely lowered himself to the window, upside down and waited for the teller to answer.
"That will be $4.66—holy shi-!" The teller screamed.
"Ah ah ah, there are children in the car behind me. Don't want to be mouthing off with young ears around." Spiderman replied.
Spiderman handed the teller a five-dollar bill and the teller handed him his food. Spiderman took the back and swung upward, leaving the fast food place and the shocked teenaged teller behind.
"Don't you want your change?" The teen asked.
Spiderman found a comfortable spot on top of a nearby building and began to eat. He scarfed down his fries and was halfway through his burger when he heard it. A huge explosion erupted from an apartment complex a block away, the shockwave knocking Spiderman off of his feet and back onto the roof. His spider sense was in a roar, alerting him of every danger within a mile of him and he sat up, ready for action. From the fire the cloaked vigilante emerged, cackling madly.
"Let that be a lesson to ya!" Hobgoblin screamed, flying away at top speed.
Spiderman glanced over to the apartment, which was now on fire and squinted his eyes to see it. Eddie Brock was dangling from the windowsill, screaming his lungs out. Hesitantly Spiderman spun a web line and launched himself in the apartment cursing himself for actually helping Brock. He landed on the nearby building and yelled to the photographer.
"Hey Brock! Need a hand?" he asked.
"Sp- Spiderman! This is your fault!" Brock screamed.
A piece of concrete broke off and fell a good 70 feet before slamming into the streets below, Brock once again was panicking. Spiderman unclipped the camera from the back of his pants and fastened it to the building, chuckling to himself. "Time to make some extra bucks." He said, leaping into the air.
Quickly he swung past Brock, snatching him by the back of his shirt and avoided the flames. Eddie began to squirm even more than when he was away from the fire. In fact Brock turned himself around while in Spiderman's grasp and glared at him.
"Hey Freak, who are you really?!" He asked.
"Brock shut your mouth. I'm fighting every urge in the world to drop you right now." Spiderman snapped.
Then the unthinkable happened. Brock reached up and grabbed the front of Spiderman's mask. He gripped the material firmly and began trying to pull it off. Spiderman's hand gripped Brock's arm and tried to wrench himself free.
"What the hell are you doing?! Let Go!" Spiderman screamed.
"Nope, its time the world finds out who you really are!" Eddie screamed.
Spiderman pointed his wrist at Eddie's eyes and released a stream of webbing. It stuck to the photographer's eyes, causing him to start screaming. He pulled his hand back quickly, removing Spiderman's mask and exposing him. Time seemed to slow down rapidly; Peter's movements were lost in the sky.
"What to do..what to do.. Whattodo whattodo..!!??" He panicked.
Quickly the rational side of his brain started to kick in again. He webbed up Brock, leaving his head free to that he wouldn't suffocate. He let Eddie slide out of his grasp and fall to the streets below, webbing him last minute to the side of a building.
"The Goblin.." Peter thought.
No time, he needed cover and quick, the news helicopters would be in the sky already and he couldn't risk being spotted. He had nearly made it to a rooftop when the nausea struck him again. He could feel his hands sliding off of the web line and sweat beads formed across his forehead. He just needed to make it to the roof and hide, that was it, just to this roof.
Peter slammed hard into the edge of the roof, clinging on for dear life. Slowly he raised his leg, draping it on the edge of the roof and used his remaining strength to slide over the edge and to safety. His heart raced around inside of his body, and he wiped the sweat off of his forehead.
"Oh Spiderman?"
Peters eyes widened in terror. He could hear the hum of the hobgoblin's glider just feet from where he was laying. He glanced around for something, anything he could use to cover his face. Across from him was a clothesline, and from it dangled a pair of jeans, a white bra, and a sky blue tee shirt. He decided to chance it.
Hopping to his feet peter dashed for the clothesline feeling the breeze lift back his hair as he ran. He felt razor bats zip past his head just missing him, and regardless of his powers, he jumped. His arm caught the clothesline and ripped it straight from the window. His hands slid down the line and when he finally reached the shirt, he tore it off of the clips.
"Where do you think your going?!" Hobgoblin screamed
Peter wasn't listening; he ripped a large piece out of the tee shirt and wrapped it across his face, hiding the lower part of his mouth and nose. He looked somewhat like a bandit. He could feel his agility starting to kick in again as well. He spun a quick web line and disappeared behind a building.
Hobgoblin followed, but when he made it around the building, Spiderman was nowhere in sight. Hobgoblin cursed out loud for several minutes, before taking off again. Peter sighed in exhaustion; he had tucked himself on the inside of a fold, avoiding hobgoblins sights. This was too much; his powers were constantly acting up more than ever, and Brock and the goblin only made things worse. He decided to go back to his apartment and get his spare mask. Peter stuck to the back streets trying to avoid people at all costs. He swung by several windows, but too fast to be seen by the normal eye.
**********************************************************************
Within twenty minutes he had made it back to his apartment and hopped through his window, looking for the spare mask. He hopped over his bed, opening the closet on the far side of the room. After pushing through numerous dress shirts he grabbed the spare mask and pulled the cloth from his face. He slid the mask on and took a deep breath wondering what his next move would be.
"Yeah there isn't much up here, well there is my room, and Peter's." A voice said from down the hall.
Spiderman's eyes widened and the door to Peter's room opened. There stood Harry with his arm around Liz's waist. Liz remarked about how messy peter is, and Harry agreed laughing somewhat. The two walked back down the hallway and disappeared into Harry's room. Spiderman sat on the ceiling breathing heavily. He glanced down once more to make sure they weren't there, and he let himself drop. He landed on the floor and was out the window in a flash.
First thing was first; he stopped by the building and retrieved his camera from the side of the building. It was out of film, the timer kept on going long after peter had been gone. Nevertheless he got what he needed and was out of the area within a few minutes. He decided to pay the Landon College a visit once again. Again Spiderman entered through the same window as last time, and made quick work of going through the hallways.
He found Dr. Conners in his lab, working peacefully on a new experiment. Spiderman tapped him lightly on the shoulder, startling the scientist.
"Oh its you Spiderman!" Conners exclaimed.
"Yeah its me all right." Spiderman replied folding his arms.
"What's wrong? Are your powers still acting up?" Curt asked.
"More than before, it seems like I can't go into a single battle without having some trouble. It's constantly acting up." Spiderman answered, sounding irritated.
"Maybe we should take a closer look. A blood sample if you wouldn't mind." Dr. Conners offered.
"Sounds good to me, anything to help me figure out what my body is doing." Spiderman said, removing a glove.
"Why don't you tell me about how you got your powers then, you know to help the time pass by." Curt added.
Spiderman agreed to take curt on the long and twisted tale of his past. He began with how we was a huge nerd all throughout high school. He was constantly picked on and teased, always a target of jocks and anyone else bigger than him. His only friend was Harry Osborn who attempted to stand up for him. One day on a field trip with school, there were mutant spiders on display, only several of their kind. One escaped and bit him on the hand, transferring all of its powers to him. And at first he didn't use the powers to fight crime he tried to make money. But when a loved one of his was hurt because of his irresponsibility he donned the costume and stepped out in the world to fight crime as the Amazing Spiderman.
"What about college?" Curt asked, his vision buried in the microscope.
Spiderman felt his stomach sink, hit ocean bottom and cough up a few bubbles. With all of his time being Spiderman and defending New York, he had hardly given a thought to college. Sure there were several letters that came for him, but he had yet to actually reply to any. His career was hanging in the balance; he still had the scholarship from Landon College to use for college but had hardly looked at it since receiving it. Spiderman swallowed hard and then came back to reality.
"I haven't gotten around to it yet." Spiderman said lowly.
"Oh I see, so you're a fairly young guy." Curt replied.
"Yep, trying to 'balance the troubles of everyday life'" Spiderman said sarcastically.
Curt laughed long and hard and Spiderman smiled under his mask. It was good to hear a laugh that wasn't menacing or evil. It was kind and light, the kind of laugh he needed to raise his moods.
"So what's the news with my blood doc?" Spiderman asked.
"Well its kind of hard to explain. Your body seems to be separating the powers into their own genetic strands instead of one big one. So its causing stress through the regular cells that allow you to use the powers. When you're stressed out, your power's fault and that's when you have the lapse." Curt answered.
"Oh I see." Spiderman replied, sliding his glove back on.
"I can add some radiation with my recombinator, that might fasten the process and balance your powers." Curt added.
"I don't know, it seems kind of risky. With the whole cancer thing and all. I think the last thing I need is to catch a terminal disease." Spiderman said.
"Its not like you think. Here I'll demonstrate." Curt said.
The scientist stood and walked towards the far end of the lab, he asked Spiderman to stand behind the nearby computer. Spiderman agreed, walking to the control console and studying the controls. Curt pulled down a shade from a long metal column and stood in front of it.
"To tell you the truth I don't think that little curtain is going to block this radiation." Spiderman said.
"It's made from a certain type of lead that absorbs the light." Conners answered.
"Whatever you say." Spiderman replied.
"Now I need you to enter in the numbers I have taped to the top of the console and then press the small green button." Curt added.
Spiderman did as he was told, upon pressing the green button, a small pocket of the console flipped up revealing two switches and a final orange button. Spiderman automatically flipped both switches and went to press the button.
"Wait! Only flip the first switch. That's what induces the rays and works with the body. The other switch isn't for these purposes, because were working with humans." Curt said. "Sure thing." Spiderman answered, adjusting the switch and pressing the button.
A neon blue beam emitted from a machine over head, which Spiderman hadn't noticed until now. The beam struck conners, causing him to scream loudly, the veins beginning to become visible in his neck. Spiderman immediately began to search for a way to turn the machine off.
"Curt don't worry! I'll fix it!" Spiderman yelled back to him.
"N...O! IT'S....WORKING!" He screamed back.
The veins on conners body were becoming a dark green and spreading to his face, however his arm that was missing half began to emerge. Several fingers ripped through his sleeve that was tucked over his stump and began to wiggle around rapidly, they were coated in a green slime. The rest of his arm followed this and emerged from his body, and dripping with slime. Curt raised his head back to level, and his eyes looked yellow. Spiderman quickly flipped the switch off and the beam disappeared. Curt fell to the floor breathing heavily.
"Are you alright?" Spiderman said, rushing to his aid.
Curt's head rose, his eyes were a deep yellow, with a small black diamond in the middle. His skin was a light green color; he looked almost like he was sick. He snarled at Spiderman and leaped to his feet, hissing loudly.
With Curt Conners wiling out on Spiderman, how can he detain his new friend without hurting him? Plus what does the hobgoblin have hidden up his sleeve for Spiderman that he's yet to deal out? This and more in the next exciting issue of Spiderman: Lucky Shot! Thanks, please review! --Peach man