It was night time, their was no sound that entered through the city of New York, not a single noise. It was like an untouchable bubble had surrounded the city. Buildings were shining brightly it was rare that not a single crime was being committed, just like it was rare that not a single noise was being made.

Through the windows of a skyscraper was a silhouette of a man. He was not big like his father he was quiet nibble around the middle, but he was built like a fine tune machine. He may appear cool and collected in his finely tailored suits and suave shades, but a fierce wolf hide underneath the brazen façade.

Crack

The man tapped at the glass, it came apart at the force he applied. He took a quick glance at his finger and smirked. He was strong . He preferred not to use his physical force to get what he wanted. But that doesn't mean he doesn't like using others strength and power to get what he wants. His strength was silver but his ability to be a businessman was gold.

"Jenkins." He spoke up. "Your mom is doing well, I suppose?"

Jenkins gulped, he knew his boss all too well. " Yes."

"Tell me, where does your loyalty truly lie, Jenkins."

"They are for you, sir."

From within the darkness Jenkins was pulling at the gun in his back pocket. He knew what this bastard was capable of, he tore through hell and heaven to get where he was and neither of the two worlds could even put a dent in his conquest.

He began to snicker. "Jenkins. My dear crime-lord puppy. It would be nice for you not to sink yourself in deeper. I don't know what a death of a child could do to a mother like yours."

Consumed by his rage. Shivering with sorrow. Jenkins pulled the gun out and cocked it. "It's over, sir. Don't try to fight the inevitable, half the shares are already his, the other lords are practically kissing hi feat! Please I'm begging you. I want out! Get me out or I pull the trigger!"

His face was covered in darkness, the gun was at his neck, but he stayed still. He did not falter, he just stood there.

"Jenkins I really loved your fire. I sure did."

Jenkins began to feel nervous, the tone of his voice was dripping with confidence. He was practically facing death and he was still brimming with calm exterior.

"I am the kingpin. The kingpin is immortal, survivor of the color assorted super heroes who tried to stand against him. I am the kingpin. The greatest crime lord to ever walk the face of the earth! Me. The Kingpin. Immortal."

Jenkins scolded and pushed the gun deeper into his neck. "Your nothing more than a spoiled brat trying to get even with daddy!"

The Kingpin gripped at his cane. "I loved you like a brother. And it pains me to see you never learned to play your trump card after the sufficed verdict has been presented."

Jenkins barely knew what hit him. All he saw was a white diagonal slash heading towards him. Than he felt pain ripping through his skull, tearing at the meat like it was paper-tin. The force of whatever hit him was so strong he keeled backwards. He was paralyzed.

"But you never moved." He cried out. From within the shadows he noticed a figure standing towards him.

The kingpin coughed. "And if you don't trust your hand always have something up your sleeve."

From up top the highest building you spider-man was hovering over the city, he had swung around the city for three hours and could not find a single trace of any crimes being committed. It was too quiet for the normal New York style but hey, he wasn't complaining.

He started at the statue of the man with a globe on his back.

"You know Tai, it's so nice to have some time to talk to you, I haven't been talking to you since a major crime spree broke out. I have Julius and everything but your way nicer to talk about personal issues than anybody. And boy do I need someone to listen to me! See I got this new--

Ah!

Spiderman looked down and saw something disturbing in the alleyway.

A woman was about to be raped by a couple of dirty low-lives.

Spider-man was boiling with anger. How dare them do something so deceitful!

Leaping down ten stories with a 'whoo' he did a flip before shooting a web to get down to a roof right on top of the scenario.

From there he could see the three ugly looking excuse for human beings, their lusty intentions showing in their eyes, suddenly appeared.

The woman sobbed. "Please, I'll give you my money and my car if you just leave me alone!"

"Oh lady when we want it we gots to have it!"

Chris muttered, "disgusting pervs"

He looked over and noticed a man hiding behind a trash bin, quivering in fear.

Maybe he was trying his best not to jump out and save his girlfriend. He could understand him not wanting to try to make an effort. Sometimes girlfriends just weren't worth it.

Okay two guns and a nightstick, this ought to be fun! And with that though Chris got down and drop kicked one of them. He spun toward the other side and punked the other gun away from a thug with gold teeth.

"You know maybe if you'd stop spending your money on your dental plan, you would get a girlfriend!" Chris shouted before he super-kicked him in the chin.

"Testy, testy, testy." He hummed. At that point the criminial with the night stick was trying to take him out from behind. Chris saw him coming, he punched him with the back of his hand.

"You can't beat the classics." He said replying to the age old scheme.

"Don't move."

Chris felt the silver barrel of the gun pressed against his neck, the woman he just save was pointing a gun at him right now.

Chris was exasperated. "This was a trap wasn't it?"

She laughed evily. "Welcome to the super-villian world. Little spider."

Chris could easily get out of this one but he had to be patience other wise he would lose a lead.

"So tell me, when you shoot me. Who gives you a reward?"

The woman cocked the gun. "A crime-lord, that has been after your punk-ass since you came back!"

Chris spun around and kicked the gun away from him, he than tried to throw a punch but she caught it. Out of a reflex he crouched low and used the momentum of her grip on his fist to drop both his feet onto her stomach.

With grace she quickly let go and back flipped away from the kick, once landed she grabbed Spider-man by the leg and spun him around like a ragdoll onto a bunch of trashcans.

Spider-man's eyes widen. "I'm a black belt." She declared.

"No shit!"

She cockily giggled before motioning him to bring it.

Spider-man angrily leapt up and charged at her.

Instinctively she wrapped her arms around his chest and rammed him into the wall. Once the wind was knocked out of him, she wrapped her arms around his chest and proceeded to break his lungs.

"Oh, don't die so fast, we've just begun."

Spider-man grabbed her head and flicked at her eye. "I don't plan to!"

"Why you-AH!"

The warrior princess looked down to a mechanical device on her shirt. It sputtered blue electrical waves and blew her into a wall.

"What the hell!" Spider-man shouted.

From within the shadows a tall man stepped out. It was the man who he saw hiding out earlier. He was wearing torn up jeans with a thick chain hanging from the pocket. His heavy combat books dug deep into the ground, chiseling the grain. He was wearing a white shirt with a leather jacket over it. But what was more disturbing was a hood over his face, masking his identity.

"Sorry to interfere with your little spar. But you're my prey." He said in a deep voice dripping with venom.

Chris tried his best to keep his nerves calm. There was something about him that had him scared like a little girl. "Just who the hell are you!"

He laugh menacily. "Spidey, I should be asking you the same question."

"Well, I do suffer from a personality complex once in awhile." He joked.

The hooded figure grinned evilly. "You've been getting into people's dirt for far too long, Spidey. You fight the good fight, you help those who are in need of it. But, what do you have to show for it? A costume of silly colorations. And a bounty on your head!"

Spider-man jeered. "You smug bastard! What could possible know about what I do."

"A lot more than your giving me credit for." He than pulled out a remote control. "I know so much about it that I can assure you in the pinnacle of the underground crime business I believe you found yourself working for the wrong side. But don't worry my boy." He pressed the button.

"The Red Hood is gonna shine the light at the end of the tunnel!"

"Shit!" Chris knew what was coming. He jumped as high as he could go and slammed against a pole. Within seconds the entire alley imploded. The burning blaze of orange and yellow burst throughout the area, destroying everything in one impressive hit! Flames soon licked the bricked walls after the explosion.

The Red Hood laughed while taking off in his motorcycle. "Never forget , kid. Life is more important than the reward!"

Chris slumped down and grasp his sore shoulder. He had slammed it into the pole on accident when he wasn't looking. Taking a deep breathe he reached into his suit and took out a cell phone.

"Blade….You remember when you told me I fought like a rock star?" He looked around at the destruction. "I'm singing a whole different tune now."

"Ow!" Chris screamed when Morphius tightened the bandages on his shoulder.

"Stop whining. Failure will become of you if you do." He insisted.

Chris touched his bruised chest. "I don't get first I get attacked by a crazed karate woman and than some elephant man wanna be attacks me!"

Morphius tightened the bandages even tighter for his comment. "To not see the beauty in people is to be blinded by both sides by life's reaper."

Chris nodded. He had forgotten that Morphius the vampire was sensitive about him becoming a vampire. He had not wanted to be one of course. But immortality and chance decided that his faith would be more twisted that necessary.

He could relate.

Whistler just quietly typed on his laptop until he saw the information he sought. "Actually his name is the Red Hood."

Chris looked over his shoulder. "Red Hood? Oh, that explains the mask. I thought he had some sort of oral fixation!"

Blade scowled kicking his battered leg. "This is no joke! Stay focus!"

Chris' face twisted up in agony as he tried hard not to scream at the pain.

"Turns out he was Gotham's worst cold-blooded murderers. He was once a laboratory worker who decides to turn to crime and steals $1,000,000, and then retire. He called himself the "Red Hood, " and stole without getting caught by Batman or the police for quite a while. Red Hood continued until one night, right after reaching his goal of $1,000,000, when he was cornered against Batman and Robin on a factory's catwalk. The Red hood dove into a chemical catch basin in order to avoid capture, which gave him the chalk white face, green hair, and red lips. He decided that the accident would make people fear him and so named himself the Joker."

Chris smirked, "You have excellent story-telling gifts my friend. But didn't Batman kill him already?"

Whistle shrugged. "You said he was wearing a red hood. Eh? This is the one lead we have."

Chris shook his head. "It doesn't make any sense. At least it can't get any worse, right?"

Whistler coughed.

Chris looked pissed. "Whistler! Don't you fake cough me! What is going on!"

Whistler sighed. "I'm afraid that in your conquest for good. You attracted the wrong crowd."

"What do you mean?"

"The Kingpin and other crime-lord of New York City have set a bounty for your head. Dozens of villains are probably plotting to get you right now."

Chris exhaled deeply. Trying to block out what Whistler just told him.

Blade smiled and patted his back. "It comes with the territory."

It was disgusting! She swore she was about to throw up, no she was not jealous! She was disgusted! How could he! They had a nasty break up three months ago and now he was getting cozy with some chick who acted like her should be dyed blond!

"I knew I should have trusted him!" Riley screamed.

Jesse sat across from her at the picnic table. "Riles, come on you broke up with him remember?"

"Jesse, would you please shut up!" Riley exclaimed.

"Look, I hate that bimbo just as much as you do, but Chris is just moving on, so don't be so mad at him." Jesse reasoned.

Riley sighed. "Yeah, I guess your right. I did break up with him, so I got major points on the dignity thing."

Jesse nodded. "By the way, I think you are way smarter and way more prettier than she will ever be!"

Riley smiled at her. "Thank you!"

Julius scoffed. "Yeah, but she got your man!"

Jesse threw a rolled up aluminum foil at him. "Shut up, Julius!"

"Hey all I'm sayin' is that Chris is giving that girl all of his love that he doesn't give to Riley anymore. So she is prettier and way smarter but the girl getting more love that her though!" Julius explained.

"That's suppose to make her feel better, how!" Jesse exclaimed.

Julius made a face. "Oh snaps we were suppose to make her feel better!"

" Julius just go!"

"Hold up!" Julius raised his hands up in defense. "I'll make you feel good, baby girl." He pointed at the couple.

"Take a close look at them Riley."

Riley does so.

"You don't need that! They be snuggling, kissing, hugging, going on dates, and he be buying her flowers, and….and he be giving…her compliments…Dang girl you let that boy go! Shoot if I was a girl, I would chained myself to him!" Julius than laughed and got out of there before it got ugly. " Holla!"

Riley just glared at the couple underneath the tree.

Chris was taken aback when Becky blew on his sensitive ears. It was one of the things he noticed about her, the little feline wouldn't keep her hands off him - literally. At first he didn't mind it. She wouldn't let him walk without her latched in his arms, or when she caressed his blonde tresses, pinched his nose and cheek and leaned on his chest every time they sat down for some leisure time. She was like a little school girl with a crush on him, so into his looks that she forgot that their was a person underneath his body.

Becky smiled sugary. "Did anybody ever tell you that you look like Chad Michael Murray?" She than buried her head into his chest and inhaled the musky scent on his clothes. She bolted up. Alarmed. "Why do you smell like shit!"

Chris started to laugh. "I just got back from basketball practice."

Becky just snorted. "Well, take a shower before you meet up with me! I want you to smell good, look good, and act good when your around me, Christopher. That's all I ask."

"Would you have a problem if I wasn't?"

Becky grumbled. "Oh, why do you freshmans always have to be so over the top!" She pulled his collar straight and kissed him lightly on the lips.

Chris breathed sharply. "You are such a tease!"

Becky just smiled mischievously. She wrapped her arms around his waist, touching him softly and rubbing her body against him until he succumb to her innocent seduction, he leaned in for a kiss.

Half moaning and half giggling Becky hugged Chris tighter when he slipped his tongue into her mouth.

"Well….Now I know why Jesus invented darkness!" Julius bellowed.

The couple broke apart.

"Julius! My homey." Chris rudely stood up, making Becky fall.

Julius slapped five with Chris. "I can see your enjoying you new girl."

Becky just smiled sweetly but inside she wanted to kill Julius. She hated the fact that Chris would ditch her long before he would ever abandon his best friend, and the thought of that made her boil with rage.

"Well, I'm just going to go." She gave Chris a quick kiss and bumped shoulders with Julius on the way out.

Julius just glared and rubbed his shoulder. "That girl is pure psychotic, get yourself a new woman!"

Chris sighed. "So are you here to make fun of my love life."

"Actually I think I may have a lead for your warrior princess and that creepy guy."

"Yeah?"

Julius took out a newspaper. "Check it out."

Chris looked at the headline. "Why the hell would I care about Wayne Enterprise!"

Julius pointed to the third paragraph for Chris to read.

Chris scorned. "The Kingpin?"

Julius sat down next to him. "Yeah, check it out. See old man Wayne has been having some heart conditions so this total business shark named Dwayne Powers took over, well word on the street is he runs a major crime lord business in the underground, trying to overthrow our resident king of the pins."

"What about the cops, they caught him yet."

Julius shook his head. "No, every time he got suspected he filed for wrongful accusation and won. Two years ago he racked in five million dollars and got six bonehead officers arrested!"

Chris looked at the picture more seriously. "What does this have to do with me?"

"With Dwayne on the loose and the Kingpin running the show there are gonna be chaos all over the streets, you gonna get more than your fair share of trouble consider last night a warning."

Chris sighed. He knew that spider-man was gonna have to move fast to try to stop this, otherwise he could be looking at a total war zone in the next few months.

"I'll keep my eyes open. I won't leave any rock unturned. We're gonna monitor this thing very closely, you see a glitch and we're on this like ugly on an ape. You got it!"

They bump fist.

"How cute the Hardy boys are having a touching moment."

The two boys turned their heads to see Aidan and three other of their teammates hovering over them.

Bradley grabbed Julius' backpack.

Julius bolted up. "Hey, come on now that's my stuff give it back."

"No."

Aidan just pushed him. "Stop being a jerk, this isn't even funny."

Bradley made a face. "Oh, Aidan loves his brother. He has a heart of gold!"

The twins Royce and Randy just laughed hysterically like a pack of hyenas.

Aidan grabbed the pack from Bradley's grasp and threw it at Julius.

"If you know what's good for you, Brad. Walk with me you insensitive prick!" Aidan's voice was low and the serious look on his face made Bradley feel a little scared. So he did what he was told and walked.

Julius dusted off his backpack and looked at Aidan. "It's nice to know your balls aren't so cracked open you can still remember me!"

A collective 'oohs' were heard before Aidan practically ran back toward his brother and grabbed his backpack.

"What did you say!" He yelled.

Julius just smiled. "Oh, my bad. For that statement to be true." He pointed at bellow Aidan's waist. "They're would have to be something there."

"You know what I had to take this mess from Chris and I won't take it from you, so just shut up and mind your own business." He than threw his pack into a tree.

Julius glared at his older brother as he smiled threateningly.

"You need to slow your roll, lil' bro. Back down and that's a order!" He spat. "Now get your ass to your second period!"

Julius pushed him. "Hey, man. You've been gone for three months. I am the man of the house, so don't tell me what to do! Yeah! I am the MAN! You feel this!"

Chris tried desperately to clutch his shoulders in order to calm him down. He did not want his buddy to make a fool out of himself in front of everybody!

Aidan laughed. "You're a little boy throwing a fit. It's 11:34. Your class started five minutes ago."

Julius look embarrassed but shook it off. "Alright I'm gonna go! But I'll pick my own chair. You know why!"

Chris chimed, "Cause you the man."

Julius pumped his chest. "That's right! Peace!" He than stormed out.

Bertrand Russell once wrote, 'To fear love is to fear life, and those who fear life are already three parts dead.'

So I guess Aidan, Julius, and me are the three parts….

Julius is representing insecurity.

Aidan is practically wearing detached.

And I'm totally gonna need a…

"Chris, your girlfriend is very lonely here!" Becky screamed at the top of her lungs. "Hurry up!"

A strap jacket for my crazy ass!

Spider-man tethered on the highest dome of a building, he was stalking the night to see if something was starting to rise in the crime underground. He had to find some sort of way to meet this before it got to big, he had to stop it or all hell will break loose!

He looked down on his tractor device. Nothing so far. Gotta keep moving on I guess.

Jesse swallowed a mouth-full of ice cream when she spotted a handsome young man walking by.

"Oh!" She grabbed Riley and pointed her into his direction. "Go ask him out!"

Riley pulled away. "What! Come on he's not my type."

"Drop-dead gorgeous isn't your type!" Jesse than beamed mockingly. "Oh, I get you would rather have my gorilla looking brother."

Riley was quiet so Jesse grabbed her arm and started to lead her toward him. "Oh, come on stop being a wuss!"

Riley pulled her arm away and pushed Jesse. "What is wrong with you!"

"I'm just trying to help you out."

"Well put a plug in it! Okay, I don't want another boy coming into my life and pretending like some god-given person!" She screamed.

Jesse reached out for Riley's hand. "Come on, let's sit down. I think your a little sensitive, right now."

Riley pulled away. "Get away! I don't need your help! So just shove off!"

"What is wrong with you? I'm just trying to help you move on."

"So another guy can come along and pretend to love me?" She yelled.

Jesse was silent so Riley continued.

"Yeah, I can hear it now. 'Give me your heart, I promise I will defend it. I love you."

Jesse looked at her with a glare into her eye. "My brother did love you."

Jesse walked away. "Bitch."

It was noisy, very noisy. But than again he was in an air vent and it was on full blast!

Spider-man crawled on his hands and knees until he found the place he needed to be. He looked down at the tractor device in his hand. It was a good thing that he hand put the spider tracer on that creeps motorcycle before he got away from him.

"Ah my dear red hood. How are you doing my boy. I suppose you handled your business?"

Spiderman looked at the direction of the voice. He could not see a face but he knew that this man had to be the kingpin.

Chris muttered, "Man, you think a high powered crime lord could afford light."

The Red Hood sat down and boldly put his foot up on the table. "If you mean I killed the bitch working for Dwayne, yes. As for Spider-man. Well, you know I like to keep an eye out for a protégée."

The Kingpin cackled. "I suppose so, my dear bird. But remember that Spider-man could prove to be as troublesome as Dwayne Powers. So don't stray too far."

The Red hood was no naïve he merely looked up at the 'hidden' little spider. "Trust me Kingpin the deal is on. I will return to Gotham and with no problems you will own the underground of New York City ."

The kingpin smiled. "I know, you shall not let me down. The trades will go as planned."

Spider-man shuttered. That guy actually wanted me to go with him as his protégée? Nasty!

The Red Hood stood up. "I always get what I want Kingpin. And once I get you your trades. I want Spider-man."

Spider-man shivered. 'Too creepy for me! Well, I guess there's only one thing to do…I just hope everybody in that nightclub thinks I'm pretty fly for a white guy!'

Julius stood on the stage. The room was musty and smelled of sweat and smoke. The neon lights were darting around the room like crazy and so were the people jumping up and down with the rhyme.

His opponent was this really big hairy guy who had to be at least eight years older than him! His clothes looked expensive but his shoes were beat down and broken, he looked mean…and white. The music started and he grabbed the mic roughly and glowered at Julius.

You're the kid who liked to talk smack

Inside your whiter than me, you ain't black

You want a battle? I refused to be ripped.

You little shit, you couldn't rap a Christmas gift

One-on-one you never beat me at all

Challenge is open, bet you don't have the balls

Go ahead walk away, I know you wanna ditch

Your nothing but a mark, the world's biggest bitch

The crowd jeered with it's oohs. Julius looked around the stage nervously. The big man than shoved the mic at Julius' hand. "Don't choke." He taunted with a laugh. The music blared once again.

Repeat that last line I didn't get that

I just heard your heavy breathing, choking your neck fat

Yo, I got the rhyme
I got the flow.
I ain't just big
I'm the whole damn show.

You tried to claim my MVP status

You ain't nothing but your definitely the fastest

Who let you in my division?

This is a screwed up commission

You cheated your way in

Hold up, you ate your way in

Your living a lie, your living in a dreamland

Go back to chasing the ice-cream man

Your career is over, please quit

Ain't no place for a 500 pound piece of shit!

The crowed cheered as Julius finished.

"D.j turn it!" The music started again but his opponent stood there with nothing to say. "Fuck this." He said finally walking off stage. Julius simply grinned as the crowd grew louder and louder with a chant. "J! J! J! JJJJ!"

Chris practically ran on stage and tossed him to the backstage. "I need your help."

"Yes, you have. Roughing me out of my crowd like that. What are you insane!

Chris glared. "Look some serious shit is going on and I need your help."

Julius recognize what he was saying. "Oh, is it bad?"

"What's the cheapest way to get to Gotham?"

A/N: That all I got so far. I'm still in a bit of a writer's block. Sorry about the rap. But there was this one guy that e-mailed me and told me I should make Julius a rapper because he wasn't acting black enough. Whatever the hell that means. Please review. FOUR reviews get the next chapter!