Thank you everyone for your comments! I really appreciate it! I'm sorry about the long wait, I had a bad case of writer's block. As for your questions, I'll try to answer them in my story.
I've fixed up the first chapter. Not much, I just changed the wording of some things.
Also, I've drawn some pictures that go with this story, you can find them in my bio.
"He what! How could you let this happen! Do you know what is going to happen when this gets out!" Arianna screeched, her arms waving as she paced back and forth behind her desk.
Martin Calnin cringed as he listened to his boss's tirade. "I'm not sure what exactly happened. I barely made it out before the police stormed the building," he answered after she became quiet.
"Tell me what you do know," she demanded, leaning forward and placing her hands on her desk.
"There was an intruder. I think it was Nightwing, he had most of the guards running after him. Including Parker's. I figured that if it was Nightwing, the police and Batman would not be far behind." Martin answered cautiously.
"What about the formula?" Arianna questioned, her auburn eyes flaring angrily.
"I got it, and all the research papers. I barely had enough time to get it all," Martin replied nervously. "What are you going to tell your husband? He thinks you killed Parker almost seventeen years ago."
"I don't know what I'm going to tell Harry," Arianna said, sinking into her leather office chair.
Terry laid his hand on his bedroom door. You'd think I'd be excited about going out there and talking to my father, but all I'm feeling is nervousness!
He took a deep breath and then opened the door. Walking towards the living room he heard his Mom speaking, "Here is a picture of Terry and Matt at his last birthday."
"They are covered head to toe in cake!" Peter exclaimed.
As you can see, we got into a bit of a food fight," Terry said, walking into the room."A bit?" MJ replied, turning to face him.
"Well ok, so it was an all out war," Terry laughed, maneuvering around to the front of the couch. "Dad."
"Terry," Peter acknowledged, standing up. They both stared awkwardly at each other before Peter pulled Terry into a hug. "It is good to see you son."
"Same here Dad ," Terry replied, his nervousness starting to wash away. Letting go, they both sat down on the couch.
"So, how did you become Batman?" Peter asked curiously.
"I'd like to hear this too," MJ requested.
"Well, okay," Terry said hesitantly. "It started a couple of years ago....."
Harry Osborn sat comfortably on his leather sofa. He was a little worried by the fact that his wife hadn't come home yet. Maybe something happened to her. No, she must have just forgotten to call. Pushing those thoughts away, Harry grabbed the remote and turned on the TV.
She left the news station on again! Harry thought preparing to turn the channel. Just as his finger was about to press the button, a picture on the TV caught his eye. The screen had a photo of Peter Parker on the upper right corner. The rest showed a large building surrounded by the police. Harry turned up the volume so he could hear the reporter's voice.
"Here's the latest on the police bust at the old OSCORP warehouse. We're live here at the scene that only hours ago several boxes of stolen chemicals were retrieved. We've just been informed that a man was held captive here. The man's name is Peter Parker, a famous photographer known for his unique photos of Spider-man. Parker was presumed dead seventeen years ago. It was believed that he had been killed during an explosion in downtown New York," the reporter continued, but Harry drowned her out. How could Arianna have lied to me! Especially about this! She was the one who pushed me to have Peter killed, so why would she have kept him alive all these years?
Terry glanced nervously at his hand and then back to the wall. How did I get myself in to this? Terry wondered. He had just finished telling Peter all the details of how he became Batman. He had also mentioned that he'd just gotten his spider abilities and had not gotten a chance to really try them out yet. Peter had jumped on the chance to show Terry how to use them; which led to him standing here, about to put his abilities to the test.
"Are you sure that I can walk on the wall unsupported?" Terry asked warily. "I know my suit has the ability to do so, but..."
"I'm doing it aren't I?" Peter interrupted, from his perch on the ceiling.
"Yes, but," Terry sighed. "Alright." He then carefully placed hands on the wall and slowly pulled himself up. He squeezed his eyes shut, expecting to fall off to the floor. When nothing happened he opened them and looked over at Peter's grinning face.
"See, I told you you could do it!" Peter said, flipping off the ceiling to the ground. He then sat back on the couch next to MJ.
Terry felt a strange buzz which coincided with a startled gasp from behind. Everyone turned, to see Matt, whose eyes were wide-open and mouth agape, staring at Terry. Who was still upside down, clinging to the ceiling.