Peter Parker was out of his house before Mary Jane hung up her phone. So that's what Venom had winked at! Two at a time! Two for him and two for Carnage. That made four! He should've realized that. He felt so stupid sometimes.

Spider-Man tried calculating the distance from his home to the Baxter building as he traveled out of Queens. It wasn't close. At all. He might be too late if he webswininged there.

Hrm...were the subways crowded at this time of day?

Spider-Man dropped down the staircase leading to the underground station. A train was just departing. He ran for the closing doors and dove inside, crashing into the opposite set of closed doors. There were three other people in the car. An old lady clutching her shopping bag and a teenage couple, who had just finished making out.

The elderly woman stood up shakily as Spider-Man sat there on the ground and headed for the other car. Spider-Man sat there and looked at the teenage couple. The boy with a Yankees cap and school wrestling team jacket gave him a thumbs up, while his girlfriend was in plain shock. Spider-Man gave him a thumbs up back. People like them made this whole superhero thing worth it.

"Sometimes the subway is the most convenient mode of transportation." Spider-Man laughed, getting up finally and sitting in an empty row of seats, facing the teenagers.

"Where ya headed, Spidey?" The boy asked, wrapping his arm tightly around his girl.

"To the Baxter building."

"Yeah...I, I heard about the F-Fantastic F-Four being attacked by Carnage and V-Venom." She stuttered.

"Did you hear anything about Electro?"

"N-no...but I saw their letter in the Bugle. Did you?"

"Ooh yeah. I read it, alright."

"This is so cool!" The boy said out of nowhere, beaming. "Spider-Man is freaking talking to us!"

"It's not like I'm Lindsay Lohan. Under this mask, I'm just like you."

"You go to high school?" The girl asked.

"Maybe."

The doors opened, and he said good-bye to his new friends. The Baxter building was five blocks from here. He had to hurry. But they were the world-famous Fantastic Four. They could hold their own for a little while, right?

He darted out of the staircase like a bat out of hell, a web hitting the side of a nearby thrift shop. He was up in the air soon after, heading directly for the Fantastic Four. Then when it came into view, he saw an explosion of fire and electricity.

Oh god. That can't be good.

And believe me, it wasn't good. At all.