A/N: Hey everybody! I know I said I wasn't going to post another story until I'm finished with Crash Into Me but holy shit I couldn't not write this. I've been obsessed with the new Spider-Man game and it made me want to write a Spider-Girl Bechloe AU so here we are! There's going to be several scenes that are in PP1, I'm mostly going to be mapping out the story to that movie, but you may see characters in this from PP2. Let me know how you like it and if you think it's good enough to continue because I have a ton of different ideas for this so I'm really just posting the first chapter to see if it gets a positive enough response for me to continue it or if I should focus on the other stories I have ideas for writing. Hope you enjoy!

Also if you have any suggestions for villains you want me to incorporate into this let me know. I already have a few ideas but I'm down for some of your input!


The idea of college made Beca want to roll her eyeballs out of her skull, yet there she stood in the middle of the quad at Barden University wishing that the assault she put to an end last night had put her to an end instead. She didn't need some piece of paper to tell her that she's smart enough to allow her to make a profession out of a certain subject, she already knew what she was good at. However, college was the only reasonable option for her to come here. Her day job didn't exactly pay her, so if she had gotten an apartment here she'd be evicted before she could fully settle in.

There was some activities fair going on in the quad, and the only reason why she was attending was to get away from her roommate. She'd fought some pretty tough people in her days, yet they didn't strike the same fear in her that Kimmy Jin did. She thought at first that it was just a language barrier between the two of them, but Beca found out that she did in fact speak English, she was just a naturally unpleasant person.

She was pulled out of her thoughts when her eyes landed on a girl across the quad, the same girl she had saved last night. She found herself walking over to the stand without really thinking about it. She wanted to make sure the girl was okay after last night, even though she knew she was. She honestly just wanted an excuse to talk to her. As she approached the stand, she thought back to the previous night.

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Beca swung through the city, trying to familiarize herself with the area. She arrived last night but it had been so late that she had just thrown her boxes and bags of stuff on the ground and passed out. During the day she organized all of her things because the look that Kimmy Jin had given her when she woke terrified her.

She tried to stay up at higher elevations so people wouldn't see her quite yet, or stuck to the shadows if she needed to get a closer look at something. The city seemed nice and quiet, but she was sent there for a reason so there had to be something going on.

Her phone rang while she was swinging through a cluster of buildings, so in order to hear better she shot a web at the top of the tallest building she could see and pulled herself up. She always liked it up higher, away from all the noise of the city.

"What's up, Stace?" She said once she answered the call.

"Hey Web Slinger, I just wanted to let you know that I'm almost finished with a new suit for you, so expect it by the end of the week."

"How did you even manage to find some place to work on it so soon?" She asked in disbelief. She barely had time to unpack her stuff, yet Stacie was already making moves to improve Beca's work.

She was blessed to have someone like Stacie Conrad on her side. She had been her best friend since middle school, and she was the first and only person who Beca has told her secret to. She's also even smarter than Beca is, so she has taken up the unofficial position of designing Beca's suits. Beca is perfectly capable of designing her own suits but it's hard to find time with her busy life, plus Stacie typically spots things that she may have overlooked. She wished she got paid for her work because she would owe it all to Stacie.

"Well unlike you I don't procrastinate," Stacie teased, and Beca can hear the laughter she tried to hold back. "I got right down to business when we arrived last night. I'm interning with a professor and have open access to a lab."

"Well you don't have a roommate who may murder you in your sleep if you so much as breathe the wrong way," Beca countered back.

"Oh, you'll be fine," she drawled. "You have your spidey-senses if she tries anything."

Beca laughed out loud to that, always enjoying the banter between her and Stacie. She wished they could have just roomed together, but she needed to be as safe as possible with her secret, and she didn't want Stacie to get wrapped up in things if they took a turn for the worse.

She was snapped out of her thoughts when she sensed something going on in the distance. From her point of view she can see an altercation in an alleyway a few blocks away.

"Uhh, Stace," she mumbled, interrupting whatever Stacie was going on about.

"Spidey-senses tingling?"

"Something like that," she said, already beginning to swing over there. "I'll call you later and let you know what's going on."

With that said she hung up, nearing her target. She stuck to the shadows, clinging to the wall while listening in on what was going on. She could see a redheaded woman who seemed like she was trying to get past a group of men. Beca quickly calculated that there were six men, and as she glanced around the vicinity she didn't notice any others.

"Hey, where do you think you're going?" The largest of the men said to the woman. He was twice as big as the rest of the men with him, and Beca could see the reflection of a gun tucked in his pants from the streetlights.

His group formed a circle around the woman, but Beca waited for the right moment to make her move. She wanted to be able to take down all of them without any potentially getting away.

"Oh, I was just leaving, gentlemen," she heard the redhead say, and she couldn't help but chuckle from the politeness in the girl's tone even though it was very obvious these men were up to no good.

"Yeah, I don't think so," the large man replied. Beca watched as he reached towards the gun and that's when she decided to take action.

She shot a web at the top of one of the streetlights and swung at full speed towards the group. She kept her legs straight out in front of her and both feet made impact with the man, sending him flying towards a dumpster in the alleyway. She somersaulted in the air and landed perfectly in the middle of the circle with her feet planted on the ground.

"Who the fuck are you?!" One of the other men shouted at her.

"Did the blue and red tights and the webs shooting out of my hands not give you any hint to who I am?" She retorted back, and she heard the redhead giggle behind her, which took her by surprise.

She turned her head in the woman's direction and was hit with her beauty like a freight train. Her hair fell in perfect waves down past her shoulders, her smile was absolutely breathtaking, and her cerulean blue eyes had a dazzling sparkle to them. Beca wondered how someone in such a tense situation could be so calm– most people she saved in similar situations were sobbing messes.

She realized she had gotten too distracted by this woman because one of the men used her moment of weakness to try to get a punch in, but thanks to her senses she was able to dodge it just in time. She shot a web at the hand that just attempted to make contact with her face, tugged his arm downwards, and brought her knee up to his face to effectively knock him out. One of the other assailants came at her with a crowbar, and she used her momentum to hit him into the air. She threw several punches at the man while she was in the air with him, and with one final blow bashed him to the ground.

The other three men tried to approach her all at once, but she was able to wrap the one closest to her up in a web and flung him into the other two. Their heads knocked together and she watched as they all fell down. She used her web blaster, courtesy of Stacie, and webbed the three of them to the ground to make sure they weren't able to get up.

"Hey, Spider-Bitch!" She heard a gruff voice shout at her from behind. She turned to see the large man she'd first knocked down holding onto the girl, his large hand covered her mouth and the gun he had was pressed to her temple. "You make one move and I'll shoot her."

"Spider-Bitch? Is that really the best you could do?" Beca mocked.

She didn't give him a chance to reply before she shot two webs, one at the gun in his hand and one at his face to block his vision. She then jerked him forward, making him lose hold of the redhead, and as he stumbled she did a backflip. Her foot collided with his chin, and she watched him drop to the ground as she stuck the landing. She webbed him to the ground like his buddies for good measure, not wanting them to wake up and get away before the police arrived.

"Hey, are you okay?" Beca asked as she approached the redhead. The other woman had fallen to the ground as Beca had pulled the man away from her. The hero crouched down and placed a hand on her shoulder, hoping it would bring her some form of comfort after what she had just been through.

"Yeah, I am thanks to you," the girl replied sincerely as she locked eyes with her. Beca was again taken aback by her striking blue eyes, and amazed by her composure over the situation.

"You're very calm for someone who just almost got mugged by a group of men triple your size."

"I saw you swinging around the city earlier," she explained. "I figured you'd come eventually, and if you didn't I would have just thought that you're very bad at your job."

"What were you doing out here all by yourself?" Beca asked as she offered her hand to help her stand. She was grateful that the woman took it and didn't seem afraid of her, which some people were after she took down a group of thugs. In fact, the redhead was friendly and welcoming of Beca, going as far as cracking jokes even after the dangerous situation she had been in.

"I'm an intern over at the Barden Bugle and my boss wanted me to see if the rumors that AllenCorp is dumping toxic waste into the city's water supply are true," she said. She dusted herself off from her fall, and Beca noticed a few scrapes on her arms.

She took a look at the men, noticing they all had "AC" on their jackets. She assumed that stood for AllenCorp, and that whatever the redhead may have found was their reason for trying to stop her.

"So you're telling me that you put yourself in an extremely dangerous situation just for a news story?" Beca asked, flabbergasted by this woman's actions.

"Isn't it a little hypocritical of you to say that?" She bantered. "I mean, you put yourself at risk all the time to help the greater good. That's what I was doing as well, just in a different sense."

"I guess you got me there," the hero chuckled. "But I have, like, powers and shit."

"Well I guess in this circumstance my voice is my power."

The smile hadn't left her face and it was making Beca's stomach do more somersaults than she does while slinging through the city. The redhead had good quips, which was just giving her extra brownie points in Beca's book because other than fighting crime she considered that her second specialty.

"What's your name?"

She didn't usually want to know much about the people that she's saved, but she's new to the city and this girl seemed as though she had some useful information she could give Beca to help understand why the crime rates in Barden were so high. At least she told herself that's the reason why she wanted to know who she is. It definitely had nothing to do with the fact that she was gorgeous and funny.

"I'm Chloe Beale."

"Well, Ms. Beale, can you do me two favors?"

"Two?" Chloe giggled. "I think I just owe you one for saving me."

"Ha ha," Beca scoffed, but she was smiling even though she knew Chloe couldn't see it. "They're small favors."

"Okay, okay, what do you want?"

"First favor is, if you ever decide to do something that idiotic again, call me first and I will accompany you," Beca teased.

"And how do you expect me to do that?"

"Can I see your phone?" She requested, her palm outstretched for Chloe to place the device in. When she obliged Beca quickly dialed in her number and gave it back to her. "That's my Spidey Line."

"You call it your Spidey Line?" The redhead snickered, which Beca took mild offense to because she thought the name was pretty good, but the comment didn't wipe the grin off her face.

"Yes, I do and I think it's a fantastic name," she replied. "Now, my second favor is for you to allow me to bring you home to make sure there aren't any more of these goons to follow you."

"Aren't you supposed to wine and dine me before trying to take me home?" Chloe winked and Beca was grateful for her mask because she could feel a blush creeping up her cheeks.

"Sorry, Beale," she said, recovering quickly from her shock. "I wouldn't want you to get jealous if I took you out because people can't take their eyes off me in this suit."

"Hm, that's a shame," the taller girl sighed dramatically, but there was still a hint of mirth to her smile. "I guess I'll just have to settle for you taking me home."

"Hold on tight," Beca said as she picked her up with ease. She wrapped one arm around her waist and Chloe wrapped her arms around Beca's neck.

She leaped into the air and couldn't help but feel exhilarated after her night. She had a slight lead thanks to Chloe about AllenCorp, and made a new friend in the process. She originally had a bad feeling about going to Barden, but now she was coming to think this place wouldn't be so bad after all.

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She didn't realize she had made it to the stand until she could see Chloe's mouth moving and she appeared to be addressing Beca. She wore a plaid blue dress that matched the color of her eyes, and it was making it really hard for Beca to focus on what she was saying when her eyes were shimmering the same way they had the night before. Maybe there was just a permanent sparkle in them, Beca pondered to herself.

"Hi, any interest in joining our a cappella group?" Chloe asked, and she had to bite her tongue to stop the laughter that was about to bubble out of her mouth. She couldn't quite picture the other woman in an a cappella group, but Beca guessed her voice had more power than just with her reporting.

"Oh right, this is like, a thing now," she responded, and she cursed herself for the sarcasm but she really couldn't help it. The redhead didn't seem to pick up on it though.

"Oh totes!" she exclaimed, and Beca smiled from her enthusiasm. "We sing covers of songs but we do it without any instruments. It's all from our mouths." She pointed her pen at her mouth while she spoke to emphasize her point.

"Yikes," Beca muttered, but the redhead didn't hear the comment, or chose to ignore it.

"There's four groups on campus. The Bellas. That's us, we're the tits," she said, motioning between her and her friend that Beca realized had been standing there the whole time.

Her friend was slightly taller than her, and had blonde hair that was curled to her shoulders. She had hazel green eyes and wore a magenta colored dress with lipstick to match. Her posture was perfect and she seemed very serious.

"The BU Harmonics, they sing lots of Madonna. The High Notes, they're not particularly motivated. Then there's…" Chloe trailed off as a group of boys began to sing in the middle of the quad. Beca assumed that was the Bellas' main competition since many people were watching them perform, and the look Chloe and her friend shared confirmed her suspicion.

"So, are you interested?" Chloe asked, and her eyes were shining with hope. The brunette was almost inclined to say yes because of that look, but she couldn't be wasting her time in a school group.

"Sorry, it's just, it's pretty lame," she found herself saying and she hated herself for not being a little nicer about it. But the words had already slipped from her mouth and there was no taking them back.

"Aca-scuse me?" The blonde girl finally spoke for the first time. "Synchronized lady dancing to a Mariah Carey chart topper is not lame."

"We sing all over the world and we compete in national championships," the redhead elaborated further, hoping that might change Beca's mind.

"On purpose?" She grimaced. God, you're such an asshole, Beca thought to herself. But it wasn't like Chloe knew that she was the same person that had saved her last night. Most people liked Spider-Girl, but most people did not appreciate the sarcasm that came with Beca's normal self.

"We played at the Cobb Energy Performing Arts Centre, you bitch," the blonde spit back at her. Beca's eyes widened at the blonde's choice of words, but she honestly couldn't blame her. She was standing there making fun of something they were passionate about, after all.

"Oh, what Aubrey means to say is that we are a close-knit, talented group of ladies whose dream is to return to the national finals at Lincoln Center this year," Chloe interrupted, who Beca now knew as Aubrey. "Help us turn our dreams into a reality?"

She had to say, Chloe was pretty persuasive. There was no wonder why the girl chose to be a journalist, she was good with her words for sure. However, she really didn't have the time for this and the idea of singing in front of a group of people made her want to drop dead.

"Sorry, I don't even sing," Beca lied. She decided to be a little nicer since she'd been a bitch, as Aubrey had so nicely put it, for the entire conversation. "But it was really nice to meet you guys."

She walked away from the girl who had consumed her thoughts since the previous night and her friend. She felt bad because they obviously seemed to need some help, and she was sure that if she joined she could really improve the group. But she came here with a purpose– not to actually try to make college a little more bearable and make friends.