"JAN! Adrenaline at the Macy's Day Thanksgiving Parade!" screamed Fury.

Jan, who was eating a bagel in a small cafe, dropped it and walked out of the store calmly. Once she was outside, that walk turned into a jog, which turned into a brisk run.

"Hey! WHAT ABOUT MY MONEY!" screamed Enrique as he shook his fist at the running woman, who didn't seem to hear anything.

Jan quickly ran to the scene. She saw Spiderman trying to fight Adrenaline, but before she said anything, Adrenaline disappeared. She blinked and saw Spiderman screaming to a woman in a tight, black costume. She didn't care what Spiderman was doing at this point. She had another chance to get that specimen, but because of HIS interference, she missed another golden opportunity.

She took out her shot gun that contained bullets full of venomous toxin, and without giving her actions a second thought, she shot Spidey three times. Once in his shoulder, another in his leg, and another in his other leg. She waved her hand slightly in front of herself in order to get rid of the heavy smoke that arose from the end of the gun.

Before she could call up Fury on her miniature earplug, she saw the woman in the tight suit carry Spidey and release a thick black cable. Jan quickly pulled out her shotgun and aimed at her, but she narrowly missed it. She shot another and another as the woman with Spidey continued to dodge every single one of them with ease.

'She's fast…VERY fast,' thought Jan grimly as she continued to miss. After the twentieth one, she tried to reload as quickly as possible, but by the time she looked up, the woman had disappeared.

"AAAAARRRRGGGGHHH!" screamed Jan, which was easily drowned out by the people who were screaming and shouting around her. She heard sirens nearby, and she quickly ran into the chaotic crowd as the police arrived at the scene of the crime.

Gwen Stacy stared at MJ's back for the longest time with concern. Aunt May had gone into the kitchen several minutes earlier. The TV was still on…no one felt like turning it off.

'God, is it always like this?' thought Gwen as MJ finally closed the door, crossed her arms across her chest, and leaned on the door with her eyes closed.

Suddenly, there were screams and shouts emerging from the television. Gwen looked at it and saw Peter enter the scene as Spiderman. Gwen couldn't help but smile with a small hint of pride, but when she remembered MJ, she stopped. She was worried, but unlike MJ, Gwen had more confidence in Peter, and she was sure that he'd always come back…until there was another loud bang that didn't come from the screaming people.

Gwen turned to see Peter kneeling on the concrete sidewalk with his hand on his shoulder. Her eyes went wide as she put her hand over her open mouth. She didn't want to worry MJ anymore than she already was, but it was too late. At that point, MJ's eyes were already open, and she realized that something terrible had happened.

Mary Jane quickly walked over to the TV as Gwen reached for the remote. Gwenswiftly turned the TV off as MJ made her way to Gwen.

"Gwen, give me the remote," said MJ.

"Um...MJ, I think you need a little rest. Maybe you should stop watching-"

"There's no point in hiding what I already know, Gwen."

"Um....he's gonna be OK, trust me. He's a little....uh....banged up...." Gwen stopped herself as she mentally rolled her eyes. 'Nice choice of words, Gwen,' she thought to herself.

"What just happened?" asked Aunt May as she entered the living room.

"Um, nothing, Ms. Parker....uh...Spiderman....has a little problem on his hands," said Gwen.

"Gwen, Aunt May knows that Peter's Spiderman."

"She does?!?!?" asked Gwen with raised eyebrows. She dropped the remote at that moment, which MJ quickly grabbed.

Gwen felt like kicking herself. She didn't want MJ to worry, and now, both MJ and Aunt May were going to stress out over Peter. MJ pressed the button as Gwen stared helplessly.

"Here's a video of what happened several minutes earlier," announced Al Roker.

All three women watched the scene replay in front of their eyes when Spiderman made the grand entrance. MJ saw Peter saving the girl too late, and then she saw him walking toward the Black Cat. She couldn't hear what he was saying because of the shouts and screams, but she could tell Peter was definitely angry. Then, her heart stopped as she saw Peter falling to the ground and being whisked away by the Black Cat.

Aunt May watched with horror as she watched the same scene, where her only 'son' was being taken from her by a mad woman. At that moment, she felt her chest stop altogether. She clutched it and gasped. She felt like crying, like shouting-anything except the sound of silence, the sight of Peter being taken away, and the feeling of numbness that she felt right now. Everything revolved around her as her eyes closedand hit the floor with a thud.

Gwen was the first to react as she quickly turned and saw Aunt May sprawled on the floor. MJ quickly ran towards her as Gwen instinctively reached for her cell, which was on the table and dialed that infamous number: 911.

"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god," said MJ with her hands shaking. She tried to make Aunt May comfortable for she didn't know what else she could do.

MJ turned to see Gen hang up her cell.

"When the fuck are they gonna get here?!!?!?" screamed MJ as she felt Aunt May's pulse slowly fading away.

"There's major traffic because of the incident," said Gwen, "They're not sure. They said if they're lucky they might get here in like ten minutes."

"That's too late," thought MJ. At that point, she felt helpless. Not only had Peter disappeared, but another person she cared about was going to die right in front of her eyes. She refused to let the tears spill. She wouldn't let fatedeal her these cards without afight. 'No, I won't let her go without a fight,' thought MJ.With renewed strength and determination, she got up and took her coat.

"What are you doing?" asked Gwen as she got up.

"I am not letting someone else I care about leave me in front of my eyes," said MJ as she grabbed her keys. She turned towards Gwen, "You gonna help me or not?"

Gwen mentally smiled at herself. MJ had finally decided to make choices instead of just standing by and crying.

"Count me in."

Author's Note: Happy holidays to all of my faithful reviewers and readers! I know, I know...long time no see, but I thought since I have a little time, I could update starting today...it's kinda like a gift for u guys. Again, HAPPY HOLIDAYS!