I guess I woke up like ten minutes later or something, because it didn't look too dark out. I got off my back and sat there, rubbing my eyes.

"Well, someone woke up."

I spun around. I couldn't believe it. Spider-Man was standing right there. He must have helped me, and he was protecting me, watching over me like a guardian angel.

I didn't say anything. I just stared at him.

He walked closer to me.

"You must be new. I haven't seen you around before. What's your name?"

"I'm...I mean, I'm...uh...St. Jimmy." It was the first thing that came to my mind. It might be stupid to use it, but I was under pressure.

"I saw that blast all the way from Queens. You okay?"

"Honestly? No."

He laughed. He moved closer and sat next to me, and we kinda just watched the sunset like we were a couple. It was nice.

"You must have a lot of power to come up with physic energy like that." He added, as the sun seemed it was touching the earth.

"Maybe. But I can't control it," I said. "But I will. I mean, I am new." I added quickly so he wouldn't think I was weak.

"Well, my dear, you have great power," He said. He paused and took a deep breath, "And with great power comes great responsibility."

"Did you get that from a fortune-cookie or something?" I asked.

He laughed. He laughed and laughed and laughed. He laughed like there was no tomorrow. I kinda just looked at him like he was mental.

"You know what, kid? I like you. You've got an attitude."

"Please. You're all over girls with attitude."

"What are you talking about?"

"I read the newspapers, Spidey. Black Cat. Elektra. You like them feisty girls, dontcha? Must be fun, after what you might have in the real world." I said, thinking of how great it would be to actually become one of those legendary women.

"It's hard to tell which life is the real world, kiddo. Be careful about that.

"Whatever." I said, standing up.

"Where are you going?" He asked me, getting up also.

"It's almost nightfall. I'll see you around, Web Swinger."

And I dove off the building, making a real dramatic exit. Wow, I felt cool. I focused really hard and swooped up, flying high in the sky. I didn't mean for that to rhyme. And it wasn't the first time. Ugh. That rhymed again too. Okay, no more rhyming, I've got better things to do.

I ended up waiting on top of a police station rooftop after that. I figured I'd go there to see where police cars were headed so I could get some action. I kept on thinking...what if I didn't want to be such a goody-two-shoes? What if I turned evil? I waited on the rooftop for fifteen minutes, and nothing happened. Bored, I took a puff of my cigarette.

"Come on! I bet people like Spider-Man never had trouble starting out." I screamed aloud, frustrated at the time I had wasted.

"You'd be surprised." Said a voice behind me.

I spun around faster than your eyes can blink. I got on the defensive, hands clenched into fists ready to strike. But I didn't have to worry, really. It was Dare Devil! Holy sh...cow.

"What do you want?" I asked, annoyed at the shock he caused me.

"Nice to meet you too!" He said, smiling. "From listening to you talk to yourself, I presume you're new."

I nodded. I didn't feel right. Something was up. I got this weird sensation, like I can't describe it. My whole body went numb...I tired to shake it off and ignore it.

"Well, wearing all black and standing on top of the police station might give some of the officers the wrong impression."

"Thanks for the advice." I said as if I had not heard his full sentence.

"It could give other superheroes the wrong impression. Like me."

I looked at him oddly. "What? You think I'm another bad guy you need to worry about?"

"Bad girl."

"Please. I don't need you're approval. And once I'm done deciding, I'll let you know if I'm a Bad Girl or not!"

"How old are you?" He said after a pause.

"What?"

"How old are you?" He asked again, almost as impatient as I.

"I'm thir...none of your beeswax!"

"Thirteen?"

I turned around to face the street again. Why was I so stupid? He's going to think I'm just a kid and act like he's too important for me to be around! Plus he thinks I'm evil! Evil! Me evil? But Spider-Man wasn't like that. No, he was kind. And hott. Even though I didn't see his face, he was hott. He would never think badly about me.

"Well, do your parents know where you are?"

My parents don't really care anymore. They're gone. I wanted to shout at him.

I didn't really answer. It's not that I meant to be quiet. I was thinking.

"Look, if you don't help me out here, I'm gonna have to bring you in for questioning."

I blinked me eyes and realized he was annoyed. Well, I was too! But it didn't matter about me, oh no.

"Shut up, will ya? I don't have to do anything you want me to. It's a free country the last time I checked. And if that means I want to wear all black and sit on the roof of a police station, then I can damn well do it!" I screamed.

"Is everything okay here, D.D.?" Someone said. Spider-Man fell from the sky and stood next to Dare Devil before I knew what was going on.

"It's this girl." He said.

I stuck my tongue out at him.

"It's okay, D.D. I've met her. She's good people in my book."

"What book?"

Spider-Man laughed and then left. Dare Devil left too, giving me an untrusting look. They just left me there, all alone. Kinda how I left Spider-Man during our first meeting. Why leave him like that? He could have helped me control my powers...I'm scared I'll have an outbreak of that physic shit again...really scared.

Then the sound of sirens woke me up from my deep thinking. Three police cars headed out of the station with the blue and red lights blinding my eyes. I flew up (after a little trouble) and I decided to follow them. After all, that's what I was there for. Okay...time to figure out if I was evil or not.