The authorities had shown up, and then some guys from The Vault. "The Vault" is the widely used nickname of a prison facility for super-human criminals (basically supervillains). The prison's full official name is the United States Maximum Security Installation for the Incarceration of Superhuman Criminals. Supervillians such as Rhino, Orka, and Klaw had been held here.Carnage had even been held here many times, after escaping many times.

As some the guards used specially designed handcuffs to control the still unconsious Electro, another group was questioning Jameson. Spider-Man just stood there, as if he invisible. He was the one who punched Electro out, wasn't he?

Jameson was outraged with his trashed office.The desk was broken in two, three of the windows were cracked and smashed, there were papers everywhere, and I mean everywhere, and parts of ceiling rubble were scattered on the floor.

Spider-Man scratched the back of his neck. He felt really bad about this, even more so than usual. Jameson kept glaring at Spider-Man, but he pretended not to notice. He'd make it up to him somehow.

Finally a man in one of the matching Vault uniforms came over to Spider-Man.

"It's about time. What, am I just a witness here?"

"Spider-Man, is it true you had prior knowledge to this attack?" The man asked.

"What? Uh…incase you didn't notice, I just did your job for you. I'd expect a 'thank you, Spider-Man' or 'We owe 'ya one', you know?"

"Please answer the question, Spider-Man." The man snarled.

"Yes. I did. But, I mean…"

"Why didn't you contact us or S.H.E.I.L.D.? Or some sort of proper authority?"

"Excuse me?" Spider-Man snapped. He couldn't believe this.

"Due to your ill-judgement this man's property has been deystroyed." He pointed to Jameson.

"But…but…but!" Spider-Man was speechless. He couldn't believe this. Were they joking?

"Leave him alone, he's just a kid." A man in uniform who was getting some details from Jameson said.

"A kid? Just a kid? Are you serious? I'm Spider-Man! THE Spider-Man!" Spider-Man laughed in disbelief. Was this really happening?

"Spider-Man's nothing but a public menace! I knew he was bad news," Jameson growled. "He's immiture, irresponsible, and is in it for the fame. He doesn't care.

"Oh, sure! Yeah, that's it! I don't care. You got it right, J.J.! This whole time of risking my ass for you and this frigging city, and I just didn't care!"

No one said anything. Some of the men in uniforms read their clipboards like they weren't paying attention.

"Every time people are in danger and people need my help, it's 'Oh my god! Thank you, Spider-Man!' but when I do something good on my own, when I make a decision, no one cares and I get it thrown in my face. And you started it, Jameson."

"Don't you blame me, Spider-Man." Jameson snapped.

Spider-Man sighed.

"I remember when the most I could do was to just blame myself, I just took it. But I know better…I know… I risk everything for these people! Why can't you just believe that? I don't understand. I don't…"

"I'm sorry about your office. I…I'll try to fix it or make it up to you. I mean, you don't really deserve it, but I will. It's the right thing to do."

And, starting to head for a broken window, he pointed at the guys from The Vault.

"And, you are SO welcome. Please, it was my pleasure to do your job for you! And, when Electro wakes up, make sure you tell him Spider-Man said he is a total idiot. Promise?"

They nodded uncertainly.

Spider-Man nodded and headed out for the city. He hated Jameson. He hated everyone. It was so unfair. He usually didn't go off on a tantrum like that…but he was just ticked off.

He had to find Mary Jane, make sure she was okay.

And Eddie…before those stupid men from The Vault did.

Where was he? Where was Carnage?

God damn it, he hated hide-and-seek! He always had to seek and never could hide. And he hated seeking. Because those who are hiding could easily seek him out before he even knows what's going on…

That's when he saw Venom leaping through the air. He was headed for the Daily Bugle offices.

"Hey, webs!"

"Venom! Don't go in there!"

"Why not?" He said, this long, pointy teeth sticking out like knives. He crashed through the window Spider-Man had just leapt out of.

Oh no, those guys from The Vault will pulverize him! Spider-Man thought as he followed Venom back inside. As soon as he looked around, guns were being pointed at the two of them.

"Great going, webs." Venom said out of the corner of his mouth.

"I tried to warn you…"

"Yeah. Good job." Venom hissed sarcastically.

The guns made little buzzing noises that showed they were ready to fire.

Grreeeaaaaatt….