Chapter 3: Dust Heist Gone Bad
Beta-Reader: Maestro of Madness
This was supposed to be released on Sunday, but due to unfortunates circumstances this chapter is out sooner. Hope you guys enjoy this chapter and give a comment on your thought about it. Thank you. Also, thank you for my Beta Reader for helping with this chapter.
Whenever Jaune arrives to school, he always sees the many differences between the one he went back in Ansel and the school he's attending now. While the school in Ansel was a small, close knit community with its school holding many students with everyone knowing everyone. The school in Vale was much larger and had so much room and space to wander around it made him get lost on where to go on his first day.
This school is called Midtown High, and this is where Jaune will be getting his education for a better future. At least that's what he keeps telling himself whenever a situation like this happens.
"Move, Jauney boy." A large senior wearing a Midtown jersey said as he shoved Jaune out of his way with his shoulder even when Jaune was a fair distance away from him.
'At least one thing stays the same in any school I go to. It's like they know I'm a prime target to get pushed around.'
He could deal with being lost at school every now and then, he can even get used to so many people being mean to him, but the one thing that gets him in a sour mood is where the school is located and what it's facing.
While Jaune's standing in the courtyard of the school, surrounded by a sea of both lower and upper classmen, a tall castle like tower could be seen looming over making him wonder if fate's telling him he could've been there, but decided against letting him join.
That large tower was part of a larger campus called Beacon Academy, where many talented and strong youths enter to become professional Huntsmen. A place Jaune has no right to ever set foot in, yet every time he goes to his normal school he looks up and sees the offending edifice, making him think of what it would be like being a student there.
The thought of attending Beacon made him think of the small Huntress-in-training he talked to while working at Mr. Macarren's shop.
I'm sure Ruby's doing fine at Beacon. If she was able to fend off those bowler hat guys with a weapon like that, she has nothing to worry about.
This caused Jaune to sigh in resignation. When he left the shop, and changed into his costume he found Ruby handling the situation on her own before one of them took Mr. Macarren hostage. If they decided to fight her instead it would've been Ruby taking them down and giving them to the cops, not him.
He was able to beat many criminals thanks to his spider abilities, but Jaune knew that if there was even a small chance he'd get into Beacon, he probably wouldn't have made it through the first day. The truth hurt for the young hero, but because of that truth it made him thankful for what it brought him.
'We may not have let you into Beacon, but we can let you have spider powers! The only down side is that you need to always be financially stable for the rest of your life! I'm pretty sure that's what the universe is saying to me.'
Though the thoughts of what Beacon would be like still lingered, the boy stared at the tower for a few more moments before he heard a familiar voice speak to him from behind.
"Dude, you're still doing that thing when you get mopey looking at that school." His friend told him while placing both his arms on Jaune's shoulders and started to shake him from his funk.
The only friend he had in this school was Harry Osborn, and just like him he also enrolled to this school making Jaune relived that he wasn't alone here.
"Sorry, Harry, it's just really hard not to notice." The blond was about to look at Beacon again before his best friend shifted his body in the opposite direction.
"Jaune, seriously bro you need to let it go." Harry told him with sympathetic gaze.
The amount of people who knows Jaune's predicament can be counted on one hand. He didn't like to openly tell others his situation 'cause it made him look like he wanted people to feel sorry for him. But when he met Harry both boys understood the feeling of trying to live up to their dreams before reality pulled the rug under you.
"Kind of hard since It's literally at the center of Vale." Harry was about to say something to him when the school's speakers blared its horns signaling them go to class. "Come on, we don't want get caught in the 5-minute rush hour." Jaune placed his backpack over his shoulder and walked inside the building already seeing many students getting to their classroom.
Harry was taking longer strides to catch up to his friend, his look of concern still showing. "Look, I get that your still hung up on the whole rejection thing, but it's already been months since then. Shouldn't you be worrying about something more important?"
Harry was now in front of Jaune his sympathetic face now turned serious. "Like how you're supposed to make more lien to help Aunt May."
Jaune instantly shoved all his angst of not getting into Beacon and replaced it with plans to help Aunt May. "I already have several jobs, the one job that really helps is taking photos."
"You mean taking photos of Spider-Man?" Harry looked at his friend as if he grew a third head. "He'll be old news in about month or so, the real celebrity in Vale is Pyrrha Nikos."
"Who?" Jaune asked him like he should care.
"The invincible girl from Mistral, she's attending-" Harry paused for a moment then shook his head. "Never mind. I think it's better if you don't know who she is and focus on how to actually get a well-paid job."
"I don't know." Jaune looked around the hallway they're in and saw many people either looking at newspapers or on their scroll, all showing the wall crawler doing something amazing.
"I've been getting a good supply of cash because of taking photos, why should I stop?" Jaune had many side jobs from helping Mr. Macarren's shop, being a waiter at the local diner, he even tried being a bouncer to make use of his super strength.
'Kind of glad I didn't take that last job. Heard it got trashed by some crazy chick that couldn't wait in line like everyone else.'
"I'm just saying that you need to get a good job that really benefits from your abilities."
Jaune knew what job Harry was hinting at, but he couldn't go back to that place that made him into what he is now.
"I already tried getting a job there." Jaune said while finally reaching the classroom.
"Yeah, as a janitor for my dad's company!" Harry was baffled when Jaune told him what job he was trying to get when he got to Vale. Jaune was even more surprised when Harry told him that was one of the many places his Father owned in this Kingdom.
"I'm not even sure I could get an internship there, Harry." Jaune told him taking out his notebook in front of him and getting ready for class to begin.
"You and I both know you can totally get it. You're the smartest guy I know!"
"I need to be if I wanted to get in a good college." He never really thought he would ever go to college since he always had poor grade back at his previous school. Aunt May and Uncle Ben was the reason why he wanted to get a higher learning.
Jaune never stopped learning new things, in or out of school and soon his bad grades became straight A's with many of his teachers giving positive remarks, some thinking he could easily receive a scholarship this year.
"It's just an internship, it's not going to tamper your studying. I'm sure if I call my dad right now he would no doubt refuse everyone else and pick you." Harry's father, Norman Osborn, was one of the richest people in all four kingdoms even rivaling other big-name businesses from technology development, medical research, science, even dust. It was as if his family name was everywhere making Jaune wonder how he became friends with the heir to the corporation.
Harry was about to speak more about the job but was stopped when a paper airplane dive-bombed on to his head with several students laughing.
Jaune picked up the paper plane, opened it, and saw the word 'LOSERS' written on before he balled it up and tossed it in a nearby trashcan.
'Oh yeah, now I remember how we became fast friends. We're both targets for bullies.'
Jaune turned his head to see that the one who threw the plane was the school's star football player and local bully, Flash Thompson, who high fived one of his friends, not even acting like he didn't do it.
"I'm so glad that we don't get to see him when we become seniors." Jaune only gave his friend a nod of agreement when their teacher entered the class room causing all of the student's quiet down.
"Ok class, it's time to pass out last week's pop quiz. Don't complain once you see your score and if those who have a bad grade can take a retake after school." The teacher said while giving each student their paper. Some were verbally praising their hard work while others were cursing themselves for not studying hard enough.
"Alright! Flash passes another day!" Flash congratulated himself for getting a C- on his quiz.
"You know Flash, you should know that life doesn't revolve around football." The teacher said while passing Harry's sheet showing an A at the corner of his quiz. "You should realize that soon since this is your last year."
Looking back at his student's pop quizzes he took one off the stack and smiled at who's paper he was giving. "Mr. Arc, I expect no less of what you have in my class." He told him while giving his student his pop quiz showing an A+. "Maybe you should give others help picking up their grade, especially some who are in the football team." That last remark caused the class to laugh at who that was meant for causing Jaune to wince at the implication.
'Thanks for adding more wood to the fire teach-Uh oh!'
"Whoops!" Jaune immediately ducked to avoid a football aimed at his head, causing the fast object to hit the teacher and scatter the remaining paperwork.
"Mr. Thompson," The teacher moved his head to see Flash still in his throwing position frozen in horror at who he threw the ball at. "I'd like to have a word with you. After class."
Flash slumped back to his seat with more students laughing at him for digging his own grave. Harry was one of the most vocal about mistake and patted Jaune's shoulder. "You know, I never believed in karma until now."
"Yeah, karma." Jaune turned around just in time to see Flash give him a short glare before looking down at his pop quiz. "Hopefully karma doesn't decide to do the same to me."
The rest of the day soon became a blur to Jaune with his classes starting and ending when the last bell telling everyone that school's over. The students ran out the front doors of the school either walked back home, waited for their parents to pick them up, or hitched a ride with their friends who owned a car. Harry was in the first category until a long black limo stopped in front of the school. The back window rolls down to reveal a man who looked like an older version of Harry.
"Dad? Why are you here?" Harry asked surprised that his dad would show up out of the blue.
"Come now son. Can't a parent pick up their child after schools over?" Harry's father, Norman Osborn, shifts his gaze to Jaune. "Mr. Arc, I'm glad that your still friends with my son. He tends to lose them after a few days."
"Dad!" Harry shouted from embarrassment.
"Joking, just joking." Norman lifted his hand and snapped his fingers as the driver got out of the car and open the passenger seat. "Come along son, you too Mr. Arc. It'd be rude of me not to drop you off at your home."
Not passing up on the offer Jaune entered the limo and seated himself on the car's comfy seat. Looking around he notices the inside of the fancy limo holds a bar with expensive looking wine and fancy glasses.
"So, how was your day, son?" Mr. Osborn said while reaching for the bar, but chose to pull out a can of soda instead of wine.
"Well, I got an A on my pop quiz today." Harry said to his father proudly making the man smile.
"Good job, Harry." Mr. Osborn looked at Jaune squirm under his stare. "No doubt with your help, isn't that right Mr. Arc."
"I just helped him understand the basics, Mr. Osborn." Jaune tried to give the credit to Harry.
"If he can't understand the basics then he's doomed to repeat them. I'm thankful that he has a friend with a good head on their shoulders, much better than the last group of friends he had last year." Harry looked away from his father and set his attention on the carpet.
"I thank you, Arc, for being my son's only friend. Most of his 'friends' use him for personal gain, but not you, and for that you have my thanks." Mr. Osborn nodded his head in approval, making Jaune embarrassed for the complement. Jaune was going to say something when the limo stopped causing him to stumble from surprise.
"Looks like we made it to your home." Mr. Osborn opened the car door showing Aunt May's house. "Have a nice day, Arc."
"Thank you, sir." Jaune got out of the car and turned around. "See at school Harry." Ha waved giving his friend a friendly smile.
"See ya, Jaune." Harry said still looking at the limo's carpet making his friend frown. He was about to open the front door but was stopped when he heard Mr. Osborn's voice speak to him again.
"Do be careful, Mr. Arc." Mr. Osborn voice became stern and cautious. "Even if the news says this masked hero is taking crime off the streets, that doesn't mean you should feel safe and let your guard down." After he said that Mr. Osborn's limo drove off making Jaune wonder about what he was implying.
The night life in Vale always seemed like it was a completely different kingdom compared to when every street, every corner, and every building was covered in sunlight. When the sun had set, and people go home it soon became a playground for many shady people trying to find their big score.
Unfortunately for them what they always find was a spider.
"Hey! Let me down!" The purse snatcher cried out, the webbing attached to his back dangling under a tall light post.
"I like to remind you that I saw you snatch a purse from some lady a block away." Spider-Man said standing under the struggling thug with a pen and paper in his hands. "There! That should tell the police why you're strung up in the first place."
Using his ability to stick to any surface the web-head climbed on the light post and came face to face with the purse snatcher. When the crook tried to take a swing at his captor Spider-Man bounded his arms to his chest with a note saying, 'Purse snatcher' at the center.
Jumping back down on the ground the wall-crawler admired his work for a few moments before he saw a young woman running towards him. As soon as she reached him she placed her hands on her legs to try and get her breathing in check. "Here you go ma'am, it's dangerous to walk alone at night. Try and invest in a car or a public bus if you're really desperate." Spider-Man handed the purse over giving her a two-finger salute. The woman looked up to show her bright emerald eyes to his white compound ones and gave him a nod as a thank you for helping her.
"Also, if you have a scroll do you mind if you call the police? These things aren't really used for pockets." Spider-Man showed her that his pants don't have sewn in pockets.
The girl with black twin tails pulled out her scroll and showed it to him. "Great, thank you and stay safe!" Spider-Man shot out a web string to a nearby building and pulled, causing him to rocket towards the building leaving the silent girl on her own.
Seeing that the coast is clear she dropped her smile to a sneer and changed back to her original look. With her disguise gone she sends a text to her partner in crime.
'He took the bait.' With the message sent she looked up to see Roman's lackey still hung up. She shrugged her shoulders and walked to Roman's location. She already finished her part of the job, now it's up to Roman's and his part of the plan to finish this guy off.
Web swinging from building to building he patrolled the streets at night while trying to find bigger crime for him to stop and take photos of. Tonight, was by far the quietest night he ever patrolled. Not a lot of crimes have popped up in a while, which is a good thing, but left Spider-Man clueless on who oversaw so many criminals stealing large amounts of dust.
While he landed on top of a high story building he walked to the edge of the roof gazing upon the kingdom's streets hoping to catch a crime that can lead him in the right direction. His silent watching was interrupted when his stomach growled, reminding him that he forgot to eat.
'Curse my super metabolism! It's like I'm just breathing in food rather than eating it. Hopefully when I get back there'll be leftovers in the fridge.'
Showing no signs of life on the streets Spider-Man decided to jump of the roof and web swing again to try and forget his hunger.
"Come out come out wherever you, Mr. Criminals! I literarily get up at night just to do this!" He taunted.
Just when he was about to call it quits for the night he felt his mind give him a warning, signaling danger's nearby. He stopped swinging and land on the side of a random building to spot where the danger is.
"And here I thought tonight I would only be stopping purse snatchers." He said to himself when he saw a group wearing red sunglasses and bowler hats break into a closed dust shop. "Finally, maybe I can get some useful information tonight."
Jumping down to street level Spider-Man unclipped the camera that was attached to his waist and webbed it on a nearby corner store facing the crime. He walked through the front door to see them packing all the dust inside briefcases.
Seeing that they haven't notice his arrival he leaned on a wall for a couple of seconds before deciding to just stand on his legs and cross his arms.
"Hey guys! How's it going?" Spider-Man said making the crooks stop what they were doing and face him.
"WHOA! I knew you guys looked familiar!" Spider-Man said in surprise with most of their crooks pulling out their weapons. "The guy on the right was the dead giveaway." A second later Spider-Man shot a web at the man on his right holding a shotgun. He pulled the gun out of his hands and used it to hit several crooks with the butt end of the shotgun, knocking them out cold.
One of the thieves holding an axe tried to side swipe the spider, but only cut the air when Jaune jumped on to the ceiling. "Hey, I think I saw you a few nights ago." The same man tried to attack him again, but Spider-Man kept dodging each strike. "Didn't I put you behind bars already?"
Spider-Man caught the man's arm and with enough force pushed him away knocking two other thugs behind him. As they tried to get back up Spider-Man quickly shot out a large web that expanded into a net making them struggle in vain to break free.
With all the crooks either knocked out cold, or trapped in a web, Spider-Man landed on his feet and walked over to the one that was still conscious to ask him questions.
"So, I've been dealing with guys dressed like you for a while now. I'm guessing you all have a boss, right?"
"Y-yeah." He said nervously.
"Great! If you just tell me where his evil lair is that would be-" Spider-Man automatically got down on his stomach when a hail of bullets shot at the shop's window, littering the entire floor with broken glass.
After the firing stopped Spider-Man looked back at the guy he was talking to now shaking like a leaf. "I'm guessing this was a trap?" He asked him.
"Y-yes." The crook said still shaking.
"But you didn't know that this would happen, right?"
"No."
"Awesome." He looked around the shop to find an exit. When he finally found the back door, he started to formulate a plan. "Welp, love to talk more but I'll let the police handle the rest. Later!" Spider-Man used his web to open the back door and quickly crawled on the floor, leaving the scared criminal stuck to the floor.
"Bye." With the hero gone the crook finally succumbed to fatigue and quickly fainted.
"Well! I'm not paying you all to stand here! Go get him!" Roman yelled at his crew while sitting on the hood of his getaway car.
"But what if he's still alive, boss?" One of his henchmen said making the rest nod at the thought that he might still be kicking.
"I don't pay you to think! Go and check or else I'll make sure you'll being joining the same grave he's in!" Roman threatened making them shut up and follow their orders. One of them ran inside the now busted shop and within 5 minutes he went back outside shaking his head.
"He's gone bo-AAHH" Before he could tell Roman what he saw the thug was encased in webbing making him unable to move.
Twip! Twip! Twip!
One by one more of his goons were trapped in webbing, unable to get out leaving on his own. Roman, seeing that he's alone, decided to leave the scene before more trouble arrives. Reaching for the car handle he was about to open the door when his hand was covered in webs. He tried to pull his hand out only for it to stay in place.
Roman was about to reach for his scroll to call Neo when he felt a sudden extra weight on the car. Looking up he sees Spider-Man in a crouching position staring at Roman with his wide compound eyes.
"Judging from how well dressed you are compared to the rest of them, I'm assuming you're the boss of these guys?" The web head waved his arm to show Roman's goons pinned to the ground covered in strong webbing. "I feel like I've seen you before... I know! You're that guy that sells suits and guarantees that I'll like the way I look, right?"
"Does this stuff come out of you? How the hell is this thing so strong?!" Roman was starting to get frustrated with how easily he'd been caught. It was supposed to be a simple ambush and filling this guy with dust, but instead his goons got webbed up with him being at the mercy of this animal in a costume.
'How the hell can't I break this thing? It's feels like I'm trying to pull flexible steel!'
"I may be called Spider-Man, but I'm not exactly all spider." To show what he meant he waved both hands in front of Roman and shot another small web at Roman's other arm to the vehicle. "There! Now you can't escape." Doing a front flip off the car the superhero stood next to the subdued criminal trying even harder to get himself free.
"To be honest I kind of expected more out of this, but I'm just glad that it's not passed midnight yet." The web slinger yawn loudly. "And I'm not saying that this was a short fight, I just really need my sleep."
"Trust me, hero, you'll get your sleep. As soon as my friend's done with you."
"What friend? I just took down your-" Spider-Man quickly shifted his body in to a fighting position, his spider sense warning him of imminent danger.
'Where's it coming from? This never happened before!'
He looked left and right with no signs of danger. Suddenly the sound of breaking glass came from behind, causing him to turn around and see a blade close to his face. Then all he saw was red.
Neo was always confident with her abilities, that's one of the reasons why Roman always had her by his side as a bodyguard. Though she usually gets her hands dirty whenever she needed to, that was why she was looking down at Roman and his lackeys gun down a dust shop with a bored expression.
She would've gone down to help, but with so much fire power it seemed mundane to even be here. When Roman told her that it was some guy wearing a skin-tight suit stopping his crime spree it she'd thought he'd gone crazy. But when she disguised herself as some helpless woman and saw what he could do she could only think of one word. Ridiculous.
How some guy pretending to be a hero could stop so much of their progress baffled her. And with how brightly colored he dresses up she wondered how he didn't die from getting shot.
Once the gunfire was over and all was silent, the tri-colored woman was about to leave early when she heard several of Roman's men scream in surprise when they were caught in webs. She saw Roman was about to escape but he too was caught in the Spider-Man's web, leaving her no choice but to do her job and get Roman out of danger.
Her semblance was a useful ability, allowing her to trick her enemies before she swooped in for the kill, or as an escape route whenever she and Roman needed to leave. She was an ambush oriented fighter, so when she was right behind the confused crime fighter she believed this fight was as good as hers.
A simple stab from behind and that should've been the end for the so-called hero.
"Woah that's sharp!" He shouted in surprise before leaping several feet away. His forehead bleeding and covering his right lens. This caused Neo to look surprised at how quick his reaction was. No one notices her ambush until it was too late, and yet as soon as her blade was just a few centimeters close to his head he quickly evaded, only receiving a superficial wound.
"Neo! What took you so long? Get me out of this thing!" Her partner screamed in frustration.
Neo was about to use her blade to cut Roman free, but was stopped when Spider-Man shot out a long strand of webbing on her weapon causing her to shift her focus.
"Sorry, but I'm going to have to ask if you have a license for that weapon. A minor like yourself shouldn't have such dangerous objects."
Seeing that this hero needed to be taken down first, Neo closed the distance between them and used a flurry of thrust to weaken him before going in for the kill.
"Ok! I see you really know how to use that thing! Sorry for assuming you didn't!" He apologized while dodging every attack she was giving him.
Neo fought many enemies, from professional Huntsmen to deadly Grimm, and yet she can't seem to land a signal hit on the guy! She thought that he was just some push over, but now the Huntress is wondering who she's up against.
The young teen evaded a horizontal slash, giving his assailant a good opportunity to land a kick to his stomach. Her foot was already in midair and, yet she still hit nothing, causing her to be even more surprised at how fast this guy's reaction was.
"You know, I never really encountered someone so quiet. They usually curse at me or tell me to shut up. It's really nice to finally fight someone that's ok with me talking." He said while dodging more kicks from his opponent.
She was about make another attempt to attack him but soon stopped. Spider-Man looked surprised when she smiled at him and waved her finger at him as a sign for him to attack her instead.
"Oh! Is it my turn now? Well, if you insist." Spider-Man ran straight towards her and attempted to tackle her. As soon as he wrapped his arms around her she immediately shattered into little pieces, causing the hero to land flat on the ground.
'Ok, I'm pretty sure she wasn't that fragile. So, what the heck just happened?'
Spider-Man was already back on his feet when he felt his spider sense warn him that danger was nearby making his body automatically dodge a surprise attack from the side.
"Ok, you're gonna be a real handful if your gonna keep doing that." Neo only stuck her tongue out and waved a hand as if saying that this was good bye.
"Um, hello?" Spider-Man waved back at her in confusion. "Nice meeting you and all but why are waving at me? You didn't even hurt me."
'And why does my spider sense keep telling me I'm still in danger!?'
"It's because she was distracting you, bug!" Turning around the web slinger spotted Roman free from his bonds and pointing his cane at his car with some of the stolen dust poured over it.
"Oh boy." Spider-man said before Roman fired his weapon.
Roman's cane launched a red flare at the car, igniting the dust and causing the car to explode with Spider-Man getting caught in the flames and shrapnel. After the smoke settled the two criminals saw no sight of the hero, causing them to assume he got incinerated from the blast. Roman let out a laugh in victory.
"Ha! Wished I saw the face he was making behind that mask." Roman said while looking at the damage caused by the explosion leave many stores ruined. "Then again, we've already taken care of our little bug problem. It's back to business as usual."
Neo nodded in agreement and pointed her finger at their henchmen.
"Of course, we'll need to set them free! Who else is going to carry all of the dust?" Roman was going to say more when they heard police sirens closing in on their location. "Let's get grab as much as we can and leave, we'll get more next time."
'Hopefully there'll be no more surprises from here on out.'
Roman pulled out a bent cigar from his pocket and used his cane to light it. He took a slow drag before exhaling a large puff of smoke. With Neo freeing his goons and stealing the remainder of the dust before the cops arrived Roman can only sigh in relief knowing that all is right in the world.
'Goodbye, hero.'
Pain. That was what Spider-man was feeling when he woke up to see he was inside a destroyed building. He never felt this much pain before in his life and, yet he had no choice but to get up once he heard the approaching sirens.
He could take punches no problem, even when they used blunt objects like plywood or steel pipes. But this was the first time he'd gotten caught in an explosion. He was thankful that he was durable enough to survive it.
'I need to get up before they get away!'
Getting back on his feet the injured hero fought his fatigue and ran outside to see that the criminals he caught were free, the dust shop completely empty, and their boss long gone with no trace what so ever.
'I need to get back home before the police catch me.'
Lifting his hand up to web swing out of the crime scene, he stopped once he remembered he left a camera attached to a corner store. He made a quick stop to retrieve the pictures.
"Oh, come on." Jaune said while picking up his broken camera from the debris.
'The explosion must have been bigger than I thought. Hopefully I can still salvage the film.'
With his camera retrieved he web swinged back home, making sure to not to disturb Aunt May from his painful moaning, and silently walked to his bathroom mirror to see how much damage he took.
'Holy crap I'm a mess.'
The reflection showed his face mask completely ruined with only half of it still on his head. The remainder of his costume showing huge rips and tears with his wounds dyeing his costume with his blood.
'Need to get this thing fixed, but I'm too tired to take it off.'
Dragging his feet to his bed Jaune used the rest of his energy to remove his torn mask and lifted his bed sheets to cover his battered body before sleep finally took hold of him. He'd never dealt with a situation as grave as this, but he knew that if they were willing to face him head on shows that there's more to it than just simple dust thefts.
It also means if their boss had to come out of his hide out to stop him that someone even more powerful is pulling the strings in the shadows, and they wanted to eliminate him before he gets to close.
'I'll look in to it... after... a goodnight... rest.'
Wow, looks like Jaune is getting closer and closer to the truth, but I wonder how long it will take for other people to seek him out too.
It took me a couple of tries to figure out how to compare Spider-Man to most of the characters to the show RWBY with me realizing that Spider-Man could defiantly beat most of them thanks to his many abilities compared to Huntsmen and their semblance only having one ability.
Neo was able beat Yang easily due to her speed and reflexes, but compared to Spider-Man and his super reaction speed and flexibility with the added bonus of his spider sense made me struggle with how I should write them fighting.
Though his spider sense is defiantly a good edge against his enemies Jaune still needs to figure out which is an imminent threat to him which sometimes leaving him vulnerable to attack.
The other down side was that he has no aura like everyone else, but with how durable Spider-Man could be I can assume that it really isn't a disadvantage.
It would have been an easy fight for Jaune to win, but when you add the fact that Neo and Roman play dirty made me realize that they would pull a trick like that.
If you guys are worried about Jaune's recovery and how he'll tell Aunt May how he became injured you don't need to worry. All he needs is a few hours of sleep and he'll be good as new next morning.
More fighting is on the way with many secrets being reviled to our friendly Spider-Man with the added bonus of team RWBY coming in on a later chapters. I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter and please leave a comment about what you guys think.
Thank you.