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The True Feelings of a Never-Satisfied Newshound

They call him 'saviour.'

'Liberator.'

'Hero.'

If shame had a face I think it would kind of look like mine

If it had a home would it be my eyes?

Would you believe me if I said I was tired of this

Now here we go on more time

Well every hero has his flaws, the flaw that leads to tragedy, no matter how perfect he may seem. That's my reason for what I do. Dragging his name through the mud then hammering it firmly down with nails so he can't just get back up and dust himself off no matter how hard he tries. His reasons for doing what he does, on the other hand, aren't quite so black and white. There are grey areas in between that even the mighty Spider-man can't cover with impressive 'heroics.'

I tried to climb your steps I tried to chase you down

I tried to see how low I could get down to the ground

I tried to earn my way I tried to change this mind

You better believe I tried to beat this

I'm only thinking of New York, the people who live here. One day Spider-man's tragic flaw will be revealed, he'll fail to complete his duties as protector of this city, the duties he bestowed upon himself when he took up this guise. He'll let everyone down right when they need him the most. I can see it coming a mile off, but then others tend to be blinkered when it comes to New York's residential 'hero'. They only see what he wants them to see, well I see past the disguise. It'll all end badly, just you wait and see. I have an eye for these things, an eye for the truth and a nose for news, as the saying goes.

When will this end?

It goes on and on over and over again

Keep spinning around I know it won't stop

Till I step down from this for good

It's not like I've never been wrong, though. I'm certainly not claiming to be perfection myself, the difference between him and me is that I don't go round pretending to be and betting innocent lives on my luck. Some may call it bravery, swinging into a burning building that's about to collapse for the sake of one child's life; I call it stupidity. He's a damn fool, and don't let anyone persuade you otherwise. 'Fools make stools so that wise men can crack their knees.' Never been a saying truer than that one. All he needs to do is one 'brave' rescue and this city becomes putty in his hands. He can mould it however he pleases, bend it to his will, bend people to his will.

I never thought I'd end up here

I never thought I'd be standing where I am

I guess I kind of thought it would be easier than this

I guess I was wrong now one more time

Here I am, sticking my neck on the line by writing a rock -solid, down to earth and plain and simple newspaper to give New York the dirt on this hero, and what do I get? Letters by the bucket load, letters complaining that I've published slander, letters whining that Spider-man is a hero, letters outraged at such claims. Bunch of fools, the lot of them. Don't even know their slander from their libel, yet still have the gall to complain to me?! The blind leading the blind, I tell ya. He can have his little fan club, but I know the truth and I will not be silenced.

Yes, I know the truth.

I tried to climb your steps I tried to chase you down

I tried to see how low I could get down to the ground

I tried to earn my way I tried to change this mind

You better believe I tried to beat this

He has wits, charm and heroic tendencies to boot.

He's everything I'm not.

And I hate him for it.

When will this end?

It goes on and on over and over again

Keep spinning around I know it won't stop

Till I step down from this for good

This is a sick cycle carousel

This is a sick cycle carousel

Fin

:D Guess what? I got full marks for my monologue! WHOOOO! Now I'm so happy I can't sit still so I'm off to bounce around the room screaming! WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT! :D

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