Spider-Man started swinging with all his might towards the scream. "Hold on, Kim!" He said, landing in a dark alleyway. But this place was wider, darker, and further away from the street than usual. What was Kim doing here? "Ma'am, don't worry," He said, facing five thugs. He knocked one in the head real hard and laughed. "Ouch! You're gonna feel that in the morning! So, my uglies, what are you doing here? I bet your-" but a pack of 20 more men came rushing in to interrupt him. They were all holding huge guns and each wore a twisted smile. "I-I am so scared I can't finish my lame joke."

Spider-Man knew he was a coward, but he ran for Kimberly and started darting up the wall. "Fire!" Someone yelled, and bullets crowded all of his personal space. Spider-Man reached the roof safely, putting Kimberly down. "Kim, what the hell are you doing here?" "H-how do you know my name?" "Don't change the subject! What were you doing here?" Kim sighed. "I-I owe this guy some money…" "Who?" She gulped. "His name is…is…Tombstone."

"Tombstone? How did you get mixed up with him?" "I dunno. He's so scary! He…he doesn't breathe…" "Ooh, believe me, I know!" Spider-Man said over a roar of bullets. "I've faced him before. He's arch enemies with Robbie, this friend of mine that works at the Daily Bugle." "You have friends there?" "Yeah…why is that so surprisi—OOF!" He moaned as he tumbled off of the edge of the building. "Spider-Man!" She screamed. But she knew what happened. He was shot.

He crashed on the ground with the loudest BOOM! anyone had ever heard. The thug who Spider-Man had knocked in the head earlier came over to him. He stood above his semi-conscious body and laughed, "Ouch! You're gonna feel that in the morning!" A larger man with a scar near his left eye marched over, holding a large gun. "Where is the girl?" He looked on the rooftop and saw her peering over at Spider-Man's broken body. "On the roof. Get her. The boss' gonna want to see her, too."

Spider-Man was dragged into a warehouse only a block or two away. He felt the blood pouring from his body. He could feel the bullet giving his body a constant case of the chills. But these chills were colder. Deathly colder. Spider-Man was thrown into a large clear box on a large platform in the middle of a huge computer control center. Kimberly soon joined him. "Welcome to the Main Room. Tombstone'll be wit you's in a moment." "Tell him t-o take his time." Spider-Man moaned. Once they were left alone, Kimberly ripped her skirt and found the bullet hole in his arm. She wrapped the felt around it to stop the bleeding.

"Spidey- we need to get the bullet out." "Yeah…we do…" He nodded. She looked at his wound and peered inside of it. "I can see the bullet! Ew…" "Can you get it?" He asked out of breath. "Of course! I went to medical school!" She said, gently sticking her finger into the hole in his body. He moaned in agony. "Hold on, I've almost gotten it—take a deep breath!" She said, ripping the bullet out of his body. He quickly passed out for a few moments right after.

Once he regained consciousness, he looked at the bullet. "Damn. He shot me. That fucking son of a bitch actually shot me—is that part of my muscle on the bullet still?" Soon after that a group of men walked in with Tombstone. He was a huge, pale man. He was extremely muscular, and his teeth were pointy. He was so pale, though, that he actually looked blue. "Hello, Spider. Long time no see." He greeted. Spider-Man stood up. "Which one of you is the fucking son of a bitch that shot me?" He asked. A man raised his hand. "That's Ted." Tombstone laughed. "You bastard! I wont forget this!" Spider-Man cursed. "Bitch." He mumbled under his breath.

"Why, Ms. Kimberly! I haven't seen you in such a long time!" "Save it!" She snapped. "Okay then. Where is my money?" "God Tombstone, I said I didn't have it yet!" "That's what you've been saying," He said, cracking his knuckles. "And I don't like repeating myself." Spider-Man stood up. "Tombstone, you're so fucked up! You're taking money from a scared little girl?" "Little?" Kimberly said with a tone. "Shh! Don't give me your 'tude now!" Tombstone groaned. "I'm just tired 'o waiting, Ms. Kimberly," he said. "I'm a man of power. I don't have to wait."