Queens New York was a busy place, and home to none other than the famous Spider-man, who we know as Peter Parker. Even though they had a hero on their side, the city still seemed to hold crimes. But it was no problem for Peter, who had the capabilities of a human super spider. So, he made it his job to prowl around the city at night and stop these crimes. Little did he know, something big was about to hit the city.
Young Anastasia Enders rushed through the crowded halls of the college, bunches of paper in her hands and a cup of steaming hot coffee. She was late, as usual, to her first day of chemistry class with Doctor Conners. Her and time never got along. No matter what she did, she always managed to be late. The hallways were thinning out now, and students began to pile into their classrooms. "Oh no, what room is it!" she whispered to herself, fiddling with the papers in her hands.
After a bit of searching and no luck, she just happened to overhear someone say something about Doctor Conners, and then room 503. "Oh, thank you!"
she sighed, looking at the doors, and then realizing she was 4 doors away. She headed for the classroom and entered, pushing the door open with her elbow and letting it click shut behind her. The class was huge, and looked like it held over a hundred students, but yet there were only a few chairs in the back that were empty. Without a second thought, she briskly walked towards them and took her seat, setting her coffee and papers on the desk and immediately going to work.
After Doctor Conners had introduced Anastasia to the classroom, the door flew open and in came a tall, messy brown haired boy, who seemed like he was out of breath and began rushing towards the back of the class. "Sorry I'm late Doctor Conners," he breathed, taking a seat next to Anastasia. 'Wow I'm not the only one with time management issues,' she thought. Doctor Conners shook his head and just replied, "Have a seat Peter." He nodded slowly, and then took his seat, rummaging through his backpack and pulling out a tape recorder, setting it on the desk. Anya looked at him out of the corner of her eye as he did this, seeing that he was quite the cutie. She leaned over a little bit and softly spoke, "It's good to know that I'm not the only one who was late today." She seemed to have snapped him out of a daze, as he quickly turned his head to look at her. Suddenly, he found himself not able to find the right words to say anything, as he got lost by her beauty. Long golden blond locks fell just below her shoulders, accenting light green eyes and a perfect pearly white smile.
He was not used to girls like this speaking to him, and he had no idea what to say. Her smile still played upon her lips, not the slightest bit fainting, as she whispered, "Well, are you gonna say something?" He came to his senses, all six of them, and finally spoke, "Oh, uh, yeah. Time just flies by without me even realizing it." He sighed relief, inwardly, some pressure being lifted from his shoulders. Her smile grew wider. "So you can talk, huh? Well, that's good you're not a mute. I'm Anastasia Enders, but, you know, just call me Anya," she said. Peter nodded slowly, and replied, "Anastasia, wow, that's an interesting name. I'm uh, Peter. Peter Parker." Anya continued to smile, and then turned her attention to the front of the classroom where she listened to Doctor Conners speak about genetics.
Class finally ended at 2:30 and Anya rushed out of class, realizing that she was supposed to meet her father at his lab at 3:00. "Hey! Anya wait up!" a voice called from behind. She spun around to find Peter pushing his way through students, and heading towards her. "Hey Peter! What's up?" she asked with a smile on her face. He finally caught up and breathlessly spoke, "You forgot your notebook. I wanted to give it to you." He handed it to her and she took it, stuffing it in her book bag. "Oh thank you so much, Peter," she said. He kind of shrugged in an "it was nothing" way and then said, "Well, I was uh, wondering if, you know, you wanted to get some coffee sometime?" Her expression lit up from looking worried. "I'd like that. How's tomorrow?" she asked cheerfully. Peter's face turned into a shocked expression. "R-Really? O.K. Awesome! Can I pick you up at 8:00?" he asked. "Sounds great! I'll be here tomorrow. See you later Pete!" she said, and headed off down the sidewalk. "Bye!" he whispered, and couldn't stop himself from smiling. He actually had a date! But not just any date, but a date with a beautiful girl! He felt like he was walking through the clouds as he headed off to his apartment.
Anya arrived at her father's house at 3:10, practically running to the front door and ringing the bell. A few moments later, the door opened revealing a not-so-surprised Mr. Enders. "Hello Anya! Had car trouble?" he asked, already knowing the answer. She gave an impish smile, and muttered a simple, "Hello Dad," entering the house. Her father was a seriously committed scientist, and lived in a huge mansion that held a private laboratory, where he conducted wild experiments. Anya followed her father downstairs and into his lab, where in the middle of the room, a large object about as tall as the ceiling was placed, a vast cloth cover covering it.
"Wow, what is this?" Anya asked, keeping her eyes on the object the whole time. Mr. Enders strode down the white staircase and over to a control panel. "This, Anya, is my breakthrough in medical technology!" he said excitedly, moving towards the object. He grabbed a hold of the cover and ripped it off, revealing a large glass chamber and a lengthy conveyer belt attached to a machine. Anya looked over at her father, "This had to have cost a fortune! What is it supposed to do?" Mr. Enders held a gleam in his eye that she knew meant he was on to something big. "What does it do, you ask? It is specifically modified to destroy major diseases humans contain. By using a special serum in the arm, and then an electrical pulse through the body, the chamber then contains this energy in a great radioactive form which can completely eliminate any type of disease! I couldn't believe how this was the answer the whole time!"
"So, why did you need me here then?" Anya asked. Mr. Enders continued to type information on the control panel and spoke, "I need you, Anya, to be my test subject." She furrowed her brows and confusion swept over her. "You-you want me to be your lab rat! Are you serious? You're about to put my life at risk to see if your little experiment is going to work right!" she asked with anger. Mr. Enders sighed deeply, "Anya, this is completely risk free. The levels on this panel are set so that not too much radioactivity can occur. I just need to see if any tweaks need to be made. I've tried it out before and it worked fine. You have the perfect body type and weight for this. Do you really think I would let anything happen to you?" Anya sighed in frustration. "Fine. I'll do it," she said reluctantly.
Mr. Enders placed his daughter on a table set on the conveyer belt and strapped her arms and legs down. He then injected the serum into her veins and attached wires to her forearms. Pushing a simple button on the control panel, the belt transferred Anya into the chamber and lifted her into an upright position. The chamber doors locked shut and Mr. Enders began the radioactive test.
After about two minutes, the security levels dropped, and warning lights began flashing all over the panel. "Oh God," Mr. Enders whispered in horror, as he started to shut down the system. Nothing happened. The lights flashed over and over again, and the chamber began to malfunction. "Anya!" he yelled banging on the glass. Anya was breathing faster and faster, her eyes not focusing so clearly, and her body trembling. "No…" she hissed, not able to speak well. Mr. Enders tried to break the glass, beating it over and over again with a metal rod, when suddenly, a stream of light struck him like lightning, hitting the rod and knocking him across the room and into a rack of test tubes. The chamber then stopped malfunctioning and shut down completely, the power going out in the whole lab. Anya stopped trembling and fell out onto the chamber floors as the straps released from her arms and legs. Slowly she arose, barley conscious and not so stable. "Dad?" she managed to squeak, her voice weak and strained. "Dad?" she asked again, a bit more conscious. She stumbled over to the exit of the chamber and punched the emergency exit button, jumping down from the platform and checking the lab for her father.
"Dad where are you?" she coughed, and froze when she spotted him curled up in a rack of test tubes. "Dad!" She ran over to his side and pulled him out of the rack, seeing that he was unconscious.