The doctors examined Mr. Enders on the hospital bed, shaking their heads at the passing man. "I can't believe that we have no idea why he died," one of the doctors mumbled, looking over the man. There was a brief murmur of voices between the doctors, before one finally spoke, "Well we better get him to the lab then and do some tests. This could be a new disease or something worse." The three doctors agreed and began to exit the room. One of the doctors was still studying Mr. Enders, when he noticed something. His chest was moving and he seemed to be breathing, but the computer said that his heart wasn't pumping.
The Doctor moved closer to Mr. Enders to see if his eyes were deceiving him. They weren't! It was quite clear that he was breathing. But how? The doctor slowly reached out his hand to check his pulse, when he felt the hand of Mr. Enders grab a hold of his hand and squeeze it as tight as possible. Mr. Enders' eyes shot open, and he held a very evil and twisted look on his face. "You're time is up," he growled at him. The doctor widened his eyes in horror, attempting to free his hand from Mr. Enders, but it was no use. Mr. Enders twisted the doctor's arm around his back and threw him all the way across the hospital room, knocking him so hard into the wall that it caved in on him. Slowly Mr. Enders arose from the hospital bed, a twisted smile on his face.
He looked down at his hand slyly and began to chuckle wickedly. "Ah I have finally arrived. Alex Enders is no more, but Static, has come," he said to himself. He raised his hand to the exit of the hospital room and shot out a huge ray of electricity which blasted the wall completely out. With the doctor left indented into the wall, the new born "Static" stepped out of the room and into the main part of the hospital, prepared for destruction.
Anya rushed to class late, yes again, on a Friday afternoon pushing her way through students in the halls. She very carefully tried sneaking into Doctor Conners' class and actually succeeded. Setting her things down on her desk, she noticed that Peter was actually there before her. "Hey Pete, you're early today!" she said in a half cheerful way, due to the incident of last night. Peter looked at his watch and then said, "Uh, actually I got here about five minutes ago. Its 1:45." Anya gasped. She was over ten minutes late! "Oh my Gosh I didn't even notice!" she gasped, peeking at the clock in the front of the class. She then saw Peter kind of half smile and she then thought of what had happened the day before. "Oh, Peter, about Yesterday, I am so sorry. It's just, something came up and…well it's a long story. But I had fun, Yesterday morning Peter. I would love to do it again sometime," she said sweetly. Pete looked at her and couldn't help but smile. After all had he not walked out on his friends and family?
He felt so bad at that point. He was even late for his date! "It was no big deal Anya. I know how it feels to have so many things going on. I had a lot of fun Yesterday, too. What do you say we go make up for it. How's tomorrow? I can take you out to lunch if you'd like," he said. Anya smiled warmly and said, "That sounds great. Give me a call and we can schedule a time and place." Peter nodded his head and they both turned their attention to the front of the class before Doctor Conners could tell them to be quiet.
After class was over, Anya quickly headed out the doors, saying goodbye to Peter. As she walked down the street that lead her home, she stopped in her tracks. A newspaper machine held a picture of a man dressed in red and blue, with some sort of spider webbing design on the red parts. She read the caption below, which said "Spider-man Saves National Bank." Her eyebrows creased, and she whispered, "Spider-man? How come I've never heard of him before?" She put a quarter in the machine and took out the paper, heading for her apartment.
Anya had finally finished her costume after hours of labor that night. She lifted it up and stared at her marvelous work. A few adjustments were made and it was finally ready to try on. She pulled on the top and smoothed it over, and then pulled on the blue spandex caprees. Her long, red, spider webbed boots came next, the top of them overlapping the caprees. She slid on the two elbow-length gloves with a triangle cut (same red and sliver spider web design) and lastly placed her red eye mask carefully over her eyes and eyebrows. She took one last look at the Spider-man news article before leaping out her apartment window and into the city, as the new hero of Queens New York.
Anya couldn't help but smile as the citizens of the city stared at her in awe. "Is thata woman?" she heard one ask another. It wasn't long before she came to her first stop which was a robbery at a drug store. The alarm went off and she immediately swung down in the direction of the store. "Man we better get outta here before Spider-man shows!" she heard one of the robbers yell to the other as she hung out on the ceiling of the store. "Actually you better get out of here before I show up!" she yelled to them, and swung down from the ceiling, knocking one of the robbers into the other in a domino effect. "Oops! Too late!" she finished. "What the hell?" one thief said, looking up at her. "Who the hell are you? Spider…girl?" the other one retorted. "Save it for the press, bub," she said, shooting out web at a food rack beside them and then pulling it back on top of them. She spotted the store owner staring wide eyed at the situation. "Don't worry about anything. You're safe now," she said in a matter of fact tone. "Thank you so much!" the oriental lady told her. "No problem!" Anya said and swung out of the store in a flash.
It was late at night, around 11:00, and Spider-man was patrolling the city as usual. The city was quiet lately, so he had time to think. The topic that seemed to stay on his mind the most was Anastasia. Oh boy, he thought. She was so wonderful to be around. So wonderful to think about. Every time he thought about her name, he couldn't stop smiling. He wanted to be with her. Heck maybe even spend his life with her. And what got him was the fact that he only knew her a few days! His heart soon fell when he thought of his "alter life."
He couldn't let her get hurt. He would never forgive himself if anything happened to her. 'Why is my life so complicated," he thought. Just as that passed his mind, an alarm went off near by. "Sounds like trouble," he mumbled, and swung down towards the store he found it coming from. He burst through the door in a matter of minutes, and checked around for the bad guys. He stopped when he found a shelf collapsed onto the floor and feet sticking out from under it. He ran over to it and pulled it off of the people. "Huh," he said seeing the two robbers, guns in hands, knocked out on the ground. Was I already here, he thought. With his mind running a thought a second, he ran out of the store and swung towards home.
Her first real heroic act was complete. She stopped a store from a robbery, and that was all it took to make her happy. After the incident she headed strait home, feeling that on her first day she should only stop a crime at a time. After all, she was new and inexperienced. An hour of swinging through the city was enough for her on the first day. Plus, Spider-man was on patrol, so she had nothing to worry about. She finally arrived at her apartment, swinging onto her window sill and pulling off her eye mask. She stepped down onto her floor and sighed deeply, flopping on her couch. "Well, that wasn't so bad," she breathed, setting her mask on her end table.