Guest - Well, that was perfect timing, and yes, but like a bit of a slow burn and for a giant explosion later.

John Diggle and Felicity Smoak were able to locate Oliver on Lian Yu and convinces him to come home with the upcoming trial of his mother.

When he came home, he saw the destruction left by the quakes and was confused when he saw a dozen posters, graffiti and symbols of Spider-Man and a few messages for him.

My hero!
I believe in Spider-Man!
Savior of the Glades!

"Who's Spider-Man?" Oliver asked in confusion.

"Some vigilante that came along a few weeks after you disappeared. Fill your shoes." John answered as he drove through the Glades. "So where to? Office?"

"Home. I want to check in on Peter and Thea." Oliver asked of Diggle.

"Oh, neither of them are their...at least during the day." Felicity informed him.

"Then where are they?" Oliver asked.

"Thea kinda took over your club." Felicity said through a mumble.

"And Peter's been spending most time here in the Glades." Diggle added on.

"Doing what?" Oliver was curious now.

In a parking lot full of rich people cars, one man was sneaking around and placed a decoder on one of them and opened the doors before stepping inside. He had a buzz cut, a small scar across his forehead and a scorpion tattoo on his neck.

What he failed to notice however was the man in the back of the car.

Spider-Man.

Peter watched as the man got settled into the driver's seat and wondered how he hasn't noticed him yet.

Peter then cleared his throat, causing the thief to jump and turn around to see him. "You know, in the future, if you're going to steal a car, don't dress like a car thief." Peter offered some advice to the man.

"Aren't you that Spider-Freak from the news?" The thief asked Peter.

"Spider-Freak?" Peter questioned. "Buddy, it's either Spider-Man or Spider-Cop. Well, I'm working on that last one." He stated as he shot a web in his face, causing the robber to freak out. "I mean, I'm finally getting friendly with one of the cops." The thief then tried to get out of the car, but Peter webbed the door and closed it on him. "It's a strange relationship, but we're getting there."

The thief then began to roll down the window and crawls out.

"Oh, that's a bright idea. Go out the window." Peter agreed as the man fell out the car and toppled. "Ouch."

The thief then looked back and saw that Peter was already out of the car. He then started looking around the lot for the man and found nothing.

"Crotch!" Peter cried as the man turned around and saw as Peter jump off of the other car's hood and wrapped his legs around his neck before he spun around, sending him toppling.

The thief then got up and pulled out a small pocketknife. "Just let me go."

"Is that a knife?" Peter asked as his eyes opened in shock and he dropped to his knees in fear. "Is that a real knife?"

"Yes, it's a real knife!" The man stated.

"It's my weakness! It's small knives!" Peter cowered in fear. "Anything but knives!" He then quickly shot out a web and attached the man's hand to the wall of the lot. Peter then got back up with a sigh before letting his hands stumble around as he got back on his feet. "Oh, it's just so simple."

Ever since after Li, all of these small time thugs seem, well, small time compared to people like him to Peter. Doesn't mean that he's wishing for someone like him to come back.

"What the hell is this?" The man asked as he tried to pry his hand free.

"Webbing that I developed myself." Peter informed him as he gestured to his web shooters. "You don't really wanna know what goes into it."

"Come on, let me go!" He pleaded to Peter, who just shot another web and hit his other hand to attach it to the wall. "Knock it off, man!" Peter just then fake sneezed and hits him in the crotch, causing Peter to start laughing as he cried in pain for a second. "This isn't funny!" The man declared in annoyance.

"It is from my perspective." Peter stated.

"Come on. Help!" He cried as Peter shot a web on his mouth, but left it so he could breath out of his nose and heard the police sirens coming as he turned to see a car coming up to him.

"Oh, look at our boys in blue." Peter cried as he strolled over to the car as Officer Stacy exits the vehicle. "Yo, I've got him."

"Freeze, you in the tights, don't move!" Stacy demands of Peter.

"You serious?" Peter asked as he raised his hands. "Tights? This is the same fabric you're wearing on your bulletproof vest, dude."

"Who are you?" Stacy demanded from him.

Peter sighed as he turned to the thief. "No one ever seems to grasp the concept of the mask." He then walked over to George who opened fire on him before Peter leaped over him and grabbed his gun.

"I just did 80% of your job and this is how you repay me? The man who stopped Mr. Negative and saved the city?" Peter questioned as he tossed the empty gun and suddenly got a call from MJ and quickly answered it by placing his point and index finger to his ear. "I'm in the middle of something here."

"Yeah, well, you better hurry up and finish it." MJ whispered from inside of F.E.A.S.T. as she looked over to the doors in shock. "Your brothers here." She stated as she looked towards Oliver Queen who had just entered the shelter.

"He's back?" Peter asked in confusion as George tried to take advantage of his distraction and punch him, but that ended with Peter grabbing his fist. "I'm on the phone, give me a second, will you?" He asked George who tried to put his gun back together. "I'll be there in a few."

Peter then shot a web at the thief and ripped him off the wall and stepped on the gun.

"Officer, it's been a blast." Peter said as he shook the hand and leaped out of the lot and swinging towards F.E.A.S.T. "Well, that was fun."

Peter then felt his senses go off and turned around just as he saw a bus and he slammed into it head on. "Ow! Bus!" He held onto the web until letting go and sticking to the side before leaping and using the bridge to swing under and off towards F.E.A.S.T.

"You sure he's here?" Oliver asked as he looked around the room of homeless people and noticed some giving him a hateful look.

"Well, he's either here, home, or at school." Felicity stated.

MJ sees she needed to buy Peter some more time and made it over to him. "Oliver!"

Oliver then looked and recognized the girl from when he met Peter's friends.

"Hey, Mary, right?" Oliver asked her.

"Well, either Mary Jane, or MJ." MJ muttered. "Mary sounds too normal."

"Right. Mary Jane." Oliver said with a smile. "I'm looking for Peter, have you seen him?"

"Uh, yeah, he's usually in the back tutoring a friend of ours." MJ gestured to the back where Peter usually sneaks in after he gets changed.

As if speaking of the devil (poor choice of words considering everything recently), Peter raced out of the room with Anya and was shocked to see Oliver standing there.

"Oliver?" Peter asked as he raced over and hugged his brother. "It's so good to see you!"

"Hey there, Petey." Oliver greeted him, happy he wasn't mad.

What he didn't know was that Peter was in fact mad at his brother, but he's just happy to see him after everything that has been going down, he can explode on him later.

"You remember MJ, this is Anya." He gestured to his newest friend. "I've been tutoring her for school, and we ended up hanging out."

"Pleasure." Oliver said as he shook Anya's hand.

"Wow, this is Oliver Queen." Anya said with shock in her voice. "Not gonna lie, considering everything Peter talks about you, I kinda thought you were dead."

"What does that mean?" Oliver asked as he faced Peter.

"Well, come on, you never call, never emailed, not even a lousy postcard." Peter stated as he pointed to Anya. "But the whole you are dead thing, that was on her."

"Well, between him and your sister, at least he's here." Anya commented.

"Now what does that mean?" Oliver asked as he turned to Peter again. "Haven't you talked to Thea at all?"

"You mean my darling sister who stated, and I quote, that if I'm talking to: 'the woman who chose to be a mass murderer', I will have no reason to talk to her." Peter said with quotes around the mad murderer part.

"Have you seen mom?" Oliver was curious to know.

"Daily visits." Peter confirmed as he walked over and picked up a coffee pot. "I go to school, come help out here for as long as I can before heading to the prison before visiting hours are over. I have an 9 o'clock curfew with Walter, unless I talk to him about plans for the night with my friends."

"Speaking of which, where's Miles?" MJ just noticed he hasn't been around for a while.

"Practice." Peter answered.

"Who's Miles?" Oliver asked.

"Another friend I made. Ever notice how I always end up with friends when you vanish off the face of the Earth?" Peter asked Oliver, allowing some snarky attitude to slip on purpose.

Oliver didn't miss that attitude and guesses his brother's keeping his cool around others. "And...is he a football player?"

"Nah, he's more of a geek like us. Meaning he's subjugated to a lot of bullying. So, I sent him to get some training from Stick." Peter said and knows that is not gonna end well.

Miles was currently falling flat on his face and groaning in annoyance as he looked up to face Stick, who was informed on Miles' situation and agreed to train him how to use his skills like he did Peter.

"I slipped." Miles defended why Stick was able to get a hit on him.

"Yeah, and that hit caused you to go off balance and allowed me to hit you. Imagine if I were using a weapon, you'd be headless right now." Stick stated.

Miles groaned as he's been at this for the last hour and crawled back onto his feet. "You don't believe in taking it easy, do you?" He then went in for another hit but Stick easily saw it coming and used his...stick to block the punch before twisting Miles' wrist and tripped him up again.

"Nope." Stick confirmed as he strolled around the room.

Miles groaned in annoyance as he fell face first again onto the floor, "How does Peter make this look easy?"

"Easy? Kid, I'm going easy on you compared to Peter." Stick informed him.

"God, then please someone switch you to extreme-easy mode." Miles joked when there was a call and he saw it was from Peter. "Hey, Peter, what's up?"

"Hey, Milles, just wanted to check in to see how well you were doing." Peter said cheerfully.

"Well...Stick is teaching me how many ways someone can be tripped by a blind man." Miles commented sarcastically.

"Yeah, Stick's treatments might seem strange, but hey they saved me from Demons multiple times." Peter informed him.

"Well, if he's the one who taught you, I should try and listen to what he says." Miles supposed.

Later that day, Peter was swinging past the City Hall and heard there was gunfire inside and sensed trouble.

"Vigilantes." Peter snarled as he quickly hanged up and leaped down just as a van filled with the Vigilantes drive off. "You're not getting away from me!"

Peter shot a web on the back of the truck and was suddenly getting dragged along when the back doors opened, and they opened fire on him.

"Seriously?!" Peter questioned as he quickly shot another web at their weapons and pulled them out of their hands.

"Can you get rid of him?!" One of the Vigilante's asked.

"I'm working on it!" One of the two in the back says while using a knife to try and cut through Peter's web.

"I'm calling him." Another said and pulled out a phone.

They kept driving and finally cut through his web and when Peter tried to shoot them again, he ended up shooting the same door and uses too much strength, causing it to fall off its hinges and drop off.

"Guess I'm taking a shortcut." Peter guessed and raced over to one of the building and leaped over it and ended up crashing into another car. "Sorry!"

The truck then drives down another road as Peter shoots a web and uses it to catapult himself down the road and sees he's finally caught up to them.

"Thought you could get away, didn't you?" Peter asked and leaped down to them. "Surprise!"

But just then, his senses went off a second too late when something comes up from behind him and grabbed him before lifting him high into the air.

Peter scream in terror as he tried to break free from whatever's got him, but once he looked up, he was met with two glowing green eyes.

"What the hell!?" Peter asked as he shot a taser web, causing whatever it was to let him go and sent him falling and dropping him into the ocean from a hundred feet in the air, knocking the wind out of him, as well as rendering him unconscious.