Havoc Begins

A/N: Finally got this story back on track. This is pretty much where everything gets crazy. How crazy? You're just going to have to find out…

Spiderman landed on the NYU science building west wall, sticking directly under the second story window. He slowly peeked into the window, hoping to find Dr. Connors in there. Unfortunately, he wasn't there. All there was left was a mess, from when Spiderman struck his professor. This is gonna drop my grade for sure, Peter thought.

Knowing that he was home by now, Spiderman pushed himself off the wall, shooting a web at a nearby campus building and swinging away.

Spiderman headed toward Dr. Connors house, leaping and swinging around buildings with abnormal ease. Spiderman stopped, landing on top of an apartment building. Spiderman covertly crawled along the wall, making sure not to go over a window, lest he get caught and the police come after him.

Spiderman reached an apartment window on the twelfth floor, looking for a certain person inside.

"Mary Jane…" Peter whispered, his mask disappearing. Inside, Mary Jane was crying, her body wrapped in a quilt Peter recognized as Aunt May's own. A heartbroken Peter gently opened the window, the harsh wind and fierce rain pouring into the room.

Turning around with a frightened expression, Mary Jane saw a dark silhouette, coming to the light as he stepped into the light. Mixed feelings overwhelmed Mary Jane as she realized it was Peter, dressed in the black costume except for the now missing mask.

"Peter!" Mary Jane whispered with fear and delight. Impulsively, Mary Jane rushed toward Peter but stopped halfway. Now thinking rationally, Mary Jane thought about Peter's attack and felt fear rushing through her body. Mary Jane took a step back, wary of the man standing before.

"Mary Jane, I…" Peter said weakly, taking a step forward, causing Mary Jane to take a step back. "Please I…I nee…" Peter didn't get any further as a primal instinct took over. Peter began to bear teeth, sharp, venomous teeth. "NO! Not Mary Jane…" Peter said, struggling to stop himself from attacking his beau.

"Peter…" Mary Jane whispered in horror as she fell on her ass, witnessing a horrible sight that could not compare to the most frightening horror movies. "What's happened to you?"

Using all his willpower, Peter suppressed the symbiote's hunger and Peter returned to his normal (well as normal as possible) form. The effort knocked Peter out and he fell to the floor, breathing heavily.

"Oh my god," Mary Jane whispered to the cold air as she held Peter in her arms, his face drenched in perspiration. Mary Jane used all the muscle strength she had to move Peter's heavy body, putting him on her bed. "How could this have happened to you?" Mary Jane asked the unconscious Peter, wiping away the sweat on his face.

"Mary Jane…Uncle Ben…" Peter muttered weakly, his body shaking wildly. "No…NO!" Mary Jane could only watch as her lover suffered, tears of pain sliding down her cheeks and landing on his, disappearing with the sweat on his face.

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Daredevil landed with Olympic skill on the ledge of an apartment building that was several blocks away from the empty Fisk building, unable to sleep just yet. Daredevil may not have been able to hear it, but he knew that it was the building, the despised building that haunted Daredevil's nightmares. Daredevil stood on the ledge for minutes, standing still in the heavy rain, like a statue.

As thunder crashed, Daredevil heard a small child's voice say, "Dad I'm scared!" Judging by the timbre of the voice, the boy was about 10.

"Hey, it's okay kiddo. I'm not gonna let anything happen to ya. And you're not gonna let anything to happen to me, right?" an older voice said with a small laugh. There was no doubt that he was the father of the child.

The boy laughed as well, this time, when the thunder crashed again, the boy only laughed in delight. "That's my boy," the older man said proudly.

"Let anything happen…" Daredevil whispered into the rainy night, staring blankly at it. "Let anything happen…"

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Mary Jane groaned, the large bump in her living room couch digging into her backside. She rubbed at the sore spot as she got up from the couch, stifling a powerful yawn. Sunlight gleamed into the room and Mary Jane immediately mover her hand away from her back to shield her eyes from the sun. Damn sun…SUN! Checking the clock on the kitchen counter across the room from her. It read 12' o clock P.M.

Rushing toward the bedroom, Mary Jane burst open the door in a frenzy, the wooden object slamming into the wall in the rush. Mary Jane scanned the room, seeing a disheveled bed and an open window, the rugged carpet floor underneath it wet from the rain last night. Mary Jane peered out the window and only saw several strands of webbing hanging from building ledges.

Mary Jane decided to take in this situation scientifically as Peter would. Remembering a conversation she and Peter had once had where he told her that his webbing dissolved in one hour and if the webbing from the beginning of Peter's path was still here, Peter couldn't have been gone too long. And judging by the trail of webbing, Peter went north east from the apartment. Wasting no time, Mary Jane rushed out of the apartment, determined to find Peter.

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Spiderman, the venomous teeth showing once again, landed roughly on a rooftop in a grisly neighborhood, people moving about on the streets below. Spiderman stared hungrily at each and every one of them, feeling a powerful, bloodthirsty sensation rushing through his body.

"Oh my god!" a woman screamed, inducing everyone around her into a panicked state. "It's Spiderman!" The crowd now was in frenzy. People ran about, hoping to get away from the monstrous looking being.

The screams and shouts bothering the barely humanoid Spiderman, he leapt down, his body mass beginning to grow.

A police car, sirens blaring, stopped a block away from Spiderman, who was throwing objects about as he chased down people. "This is Officer Bennet. I've found Spiderman on Madison Ave. Need back up. A lot of back up," the officer said nervously to his walkie talkie.

"We're dispatching as many units that are…" a voice came from the communication device before the officer dropped it at the sight of a car sailing toward him. Officer Bennet ran out of the car's trajectory, which crashed into his own.

"My god…" Officer Bennet whispered in fear as he saw the dark man rampage through the streets.

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"Mr. Fisk, do you have any comments on the fact that you have been revealed as the Kingpin of Crime?" a female reporter asked Wilson Fisk, holding up a NY1 channel microphone to the large man.

Ignoring the reporter as well as the flashing cameras, Fisk and his two attorneys, Matt Murdock and Foggy Nelson walked up the steps to the Courthouse. Matt found all the noise incredibly troubling, the weakness of supersensitive hearing.

"This is gonna be a hell of a case, huh?" Foggy whispered to Matt, keeping a professional look by keeping his eyes ahead.

"Yeah I…" Matt suddenly heard a conversation taking place on a rooftop nearby and Matt couldn't believe what was being said. Focusing his radar sense on three figures on a rooftop to the left of the courthouse, Matt readied his cane.

"Remember, the target can't enter the building," the first man said.

"Don't worry, they won't make it anywhere close," the second replied, who picked up something with the outline of a giant gun barrel. Matt thought about what it could be, and realized what it was…an RPG launcher.

"Let it fly," the third said, with a sadistic satisfaction dripping from every word. The second man, mounting the weapon on his shoulder, let loose the RPG.