Peter landed on top of a roof. 'God, am I tired,' he thought, 'I've been searching since midnight and still I see no signs of this Professor Xavier person and his X-Men!'
'I wonder if JJ has a new headline,' he wondered. He saw a newstand below him and shot a web strand from one of his limbs. He pulled it up. 'I should have-ah! There we go!' he thought as he pulled out $0.50 from his right boot. He slipped the boot on, and with his web strand, he placed the two quarters on the counter.
He was about to read the headline when suddenly, pain-horrible searing pain-gripped his ribs and his head. Peter collapsed onto the floor of the roof and gripped his side. 'Wow...what a headache.' he thought as he took off his mask and tried to shake it off. It was so painful that Peter couldn't even walk, so he crawled to the edge of the roof. Before he reached it, though, everything around him faded to black as he fell onto the roof with a soft 'thud.' Peter's limbs suddenly turned to thin legs-similar to those of a spider. He was covered with thin black hairs all over his body. He no longer had a nose, and his mouth was replaced with a pair of pincers. Eight red eyes formed, and Peter's mind was thirsty for blood. Peter Parker had become a breathing, living Spiderman-literally.
'I wonder if JJ has a new headline,' he wondered. He saw a newstand below him and shot a web strand from one of his limbs. He pulled it up. 'I should have-ah! There we go!' he thought as he pulled out $0.50 from his right boot. He slipped the boot on, and with his web strand, he placed the two quarters on the counter.
He was about to read the headline when suddenly, pain-horrible searing pain-gripped his ribs and his head. Peter collapsed onto the floor of the roof and gripped his side. 'Wow...what a headache.' he thought as he took off his mask and tried to shake it off. It was so painful that Peter couldn't even walk, so he crawled to the edge of the roof. Before he reached it, though, everything around him faded to black as he fell onto the roof with a soft 'thud.' Peter's limbs suddenly turned to thin legs-similar to those of a spider. He was covered with thin black hairs all over his body. He no longer had a nose, and his mouth was replaced with a pair of pincers. Eight red eyes formed, and Peter's mind was thirsty for blood. Peter Parker had become a breathing, living Spiderman-literally.