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(Chapter 16: Center Stage)

Vale was always a place that holds many things, be it human, Faunus, Huntsmen, criminals, etc. They all live in this kingdom, as well as the other three. Each kingdom had their own set of problems, too, either being Grimm, robberies and even the White Fang, it's all the same to the four kingdoms. Yet, when it comes to Vale and the people residing in it, has one thing that the other three kingdoms don't have.

The friendly neighborhood Spider-Man.

It was due to his acts of goodwill that people started to see some changes for the better and with the capture of Sandman, it made his wide spread acts of heroism beginning to reach beyond the walls of Vale.

When the news showed how powerful Sandman became, Atlas, Haven, and Vacuo became worried that someone like that will be going to their home and make it worse. Even the council had trouble wondering how someone like that is capable of such things making people (mostly the rich) even more prone to have added security on the (wealthy) streets. Yet at the same time people are now less afraid with the villain in stone and more in the hero craze thanks to their masked man.

Said exploits were still going around with everyone talking firsthand accounts about how they saw the hero valiantly save the hostages in the bank and stopped Sandman from getting away with all the money.

News like that still spread and news publishers like the Bugle, still send stacks of news like this and spread it all over Vale for everyone to read. One such stacks of said news was delivered to a vendor this morning who was busy talking to one of his regulars. With him busy, both the vendor and the person he was talking to didn't notice a single line of webbing stick to a stack and took it without a trace.

"EXTRA! EXTRA! Read all about it!" Spider-Man screamed as he swings from building to building. "Don't forget to read your daily dose of the news. Can't start your day without reading the morning funnies!"

To say the spider wasn't happy could be compared with Ruby liking her weapon. After he took the pictures showing him capturing Sandman he also doubled back to get photos of the bank so he could show them to his boss. It made J.J less furious with Jaune that he didn't slack off on his job, but made him even more angry knowing that Spider-Man still showed to be a hero.

Spider-Man was all too happy to help the Bugle in spreading the news by personally delivering it to every apartment he sees. He especially made sure to drop off each paper near their windows and even went face to face with a few who cracked their window open.

One of the tenants, a mother with frizzy hair with bags under her eyes, opened her window to take a smoke break from giving her kids their breakfast, tried to lite a cigarette when suddenly, she heard a voice right next to her.

"Mornings, am I right?" The wall crawler asked with the mother staring dumbly at the hero. "Can't say I blame you."

"S-s-Spider-" The tired mom was about to say something, but was interrupted when her kids saw who was at the window and screamed with enthusiasm.

"SPIDER-MAN!" They shouted as they crowded behind their mom to get a good look at the web hero.

"Hey, kids!" He waved at them. "Are you getting your mom trouble already? It's not even time for school!"

The mother's children shook their heads and denied what Spider-Man said.

"Really?" Moving his head, he saw their plates were empty. "Then I assume you all will put away the dishes and clean the table, right?"

As soon as they heard their idol say that, they all went in to action and helped their mom clean up their mess.

"Hope you like the morning news, Ma'am. Especially now that your morning chore just cleared up." Handing her a folded newspaper the hero was about to web swing away before he felt his arm being grabbed by the mother.

"Wait." Her eyes now showing full alertness and no longer drowsiness. "Before you leave, can I ask you a question?"

'Well, this is new.' Spider-Man thought with surprise. 'Usually they just stared at me and makes me feel uncomfortable, but this mom wants to talk to a guy wearing a leotard.'

"Sure!" Planting his back firmly on the brick wall he used his ability to stick to any surface to sit. "Ask me anything you want. Minus who I am, of course."

"Um, wow, you got to give a minute here." She took a long drag of her cigarette then smeared it on the window sill. "I just wanted to thank you for letting us have our home just a little while longer."

"Little longer?" He tilted his head in confusion. "I'm not sure I follow. I'm also pretty sure I wasn't in any board meetings of any kind regarding your home."

When she heard the bland joke he made, she couldn't help but laugh at his obliviousness. "Yeah, I guess you were busy stopping those radicalistic terrorists from killing people." Her cheerful demeanor soon went to sad when she turned her head at her kids who were arguing who should do what.

"If you haven't noticed, or you just don't care, this apartment complex isn't really pretty compared to the new ones that are popping up." Reaching where her pack of cigz, somewhere that Spider-Man shifted his eyes away to not peak, she lifted one to her lips and started to light it while talking.

"This place in one of the few places that people like me can afford, that's why some of the people are trying to throw ideas on how to keep our homes."

'And this involves me…. How? I'm sorry, I should say something like that- Wait, why am I apologizing in my own head? Focus darn you!' Spider-Man furrowed his brows under his mask.

"Well, to keep it short. This apartment complex was about to be removed like all the others and we never had enough time to have some room to make them not destroy this place, but with what happened to a certain incident…"

'Don't tell me...' The masked hero widened his eyes.

"Something having to deal with you and that freak destroying one of those construction sights, it gave us enough time to try and have more ideas to make this place stay permanently. We even got a petition started to have this place not be condemned."

"Well, glad to help you!" He said in his usual cheerful tone. 'Glad to hear some people happy I caused so much damage to public property.'

Even when Spider-Man does good deeds, somehow and someway, he always finds a way to ruin it. Many people think of him as a hero, but at the same time, others think he's a reckless menace. He did save people from the White Fang, but in the process, the bank was ruined due to damages caused by him when fighting said radical group. He caught Sandman and saved all the money, but the bank suffered massive amounts of property damage since Flint decided to go full sandstorm on him. But of course, another major problem he made was destroying public property when he decided to trap Sandman in cement.

Though J.J is still mad that he doesn't have solid proof of Spider-Man being a phony, the man can still put on a smear campaign of Spider-Man being a reckless idiot who put people's lives in danger.

And just like most people of Vale there were those who agreed and those who didn't, a prime example is the lady smoking right next to him. He could also assume most of the people living here also agrees that what he did was a good thing, albeit, not to the rich who spent their money on trying to make new building that try to get people like her evited from their homes.

Though, Spider-Man could assume that they have insurance in case their renovation plan went south, so, really, the only thing that the people who could afford things probably dislikes the hero for ruining their things rather than plain hate him. All in all, the kingdom's perspective of the masked spider is still half and half on with both sides standing on their belief on the hero of Vale.

"I still feel like I should have done better." He whispered softly to himself. After he said that, his eyes widened behind the mask. "I'm sorry! I'm sure you don't want to hear my problems."

"No, no," The mother shook her head. "I'm honestly glad that you said that with such honesty. Most of the time, I usually hear stories of how most Huntsmen, particularly the young ones, wreck places like these all the time and not get in trouble."

'They destroy public property and they don't get in trouble?' The blond hero blinked in surprise.

Whenever something like this happens when Spider-Man does it, he usually gets in more trouble with the police and even twice as hard when J.J tells how he's a criminal on paper. To hear that Huntsmen, those like Sun and Neptune, who go to learn to keep the kingdom safe would wreck someone's property and not get the consequences baffled him.

"I'm sure they get in trouble." He imagined Ruby acting like a scared puppy when she was taken in by a tall mature woman at the same police station where Mr. Macrren went when he was robbed by Roman's gang.

"You think?" She raised one of her eyebrow. "If you don't know then, maybe the rumor of you not being an actual Huntsman really is true."

'Does being a Huntsman really give this much attention? Even though I see people buy stuff that looks like me, I guess I still can't make people stop believing that I'm a huntsman. Even though I'm not.'

"I think the one to blame is that headmaster guy. He always shields his students from the kingdom, even when said students don't even feel guilty afterwards."

"Headmaster? You mean like a principle?"

"Kind of, he oversees training those entitled brats and can even decide to either accept them or deny them to train in his school." Looking away from the hero to the now short death stick in her hand she smeared the cigarette on the wall then flicked to the butt to the bottom level. "If you ask me, he should step down from overseeing that place if he condones those kids like them being are so called ' future protectors' when they trash our kingdom every so often on the weekends."

'Headmaster of Beacon... does that also mean he was the one who denied my papers to enroll there...?'

It has been some time since Jaune's mind drifted back to the day he first entered Vale in hopes to be a Huntsman. That day was also the point where Jaune finally opened the letter to see that he wasn't accepted at all. To add more salt on that fresh wound he was already at the front of the school where security was checking to make sure only students who enrolled entered.

'I especially hated the looks I got from the guards who escorted me off the premises. The looks of pity and judgment, I hated it even more when teens who did enroll started to look at the only guy who didn't make it. All of them, whispering to each other, not even thinking I would hear them.' Jaune narrowed his eyes at the memory.

'Better luck next time.'

'Can't believe Beacon already has a drop out.'

'Is he at the wrong place?'

'Loser.'

'Sucks for him.'

His mind was so engulfed with negative thought of that ordeal that he had to shake his head when he saw that the woman was looking at him with worry.

"Sorry, I Just zoned out for a moment." Spider-Man apologized.

Seeing the hero like this made the mom wonder on what's going through his head, but when she turned her head she already saw her kids put everything away and went to their rooms to get their school supplies.

"I should probably get ready to take my kids to school." Putting away her pack of smokes, the mom looked at the hero with a grin and spoke in a happy voice. "Wait till the girls from the nail salon hear that I got to talk to Spider-Man."

'You can't wait to talk about this to your friends? Lady, shouldn't your kids be the happiest that they saw me? I guess even adults can still be hyped up from seeing a hero in action.' Jaune smiled.

"Take care, miss." Giving her a wave, Spider-Man then saw the kids all dressed and ready for school. "You have fun in school! Be sure to listen to your teachers, study, and if you see some bad guys, who should you get for help?"

"Spider-Man!" They screamed.

'I was hoping you guys would say the police, but that works, too.' The blonde teenager smiles even more.

Waving goodbye to the family, Spider-Man jumped and started to swing from building to building, delivering the rest of the papers before finally stopping on top of a random rooftop. After the ordeal with the bank and Sandman, not much crime has been happening save for the usual purse snatcher or accidents, giving the friendly neighborhood wall crawler extra down time to just sit back and enjoy the quiet morning of a kingdom just waking up to start the day.

The sound of cars beeping, construction noises, and people shouting profanity at each other was the only thing Spider-Man could hear from the kingdom's early morning.

"Watch where you're going ya' fool!"

"If you buy this thing you don't really need I'll give you another thing you don't really need half off!"

"This kingdom will end if we don't repent for our transgression!"

"I can't believe you're going out with her over me!"

"Baby! I can explain!"

"You're going to explain why you're dating my mother?"

"No! I was going to explain how dating your mother is so much better than going out with you. I was also hoping you give me the spare keys to my place, so I could give it to your mom."

"I'll kill you!"

'Yup,' Spiderman nodded to himself. 'A quiet morning in the kingdom of Vale.' He relaxes his body and let out a loud muffled yawn trough his mask.

His tranquility had to come to an end when he felt his scroll vibrate inside the pocket he sewn into his costume's blue hoodie. What came out of fighting Sandman may have given more attention to the web slinger about never underestimating one's enemies, but the battle also taught him a lesson in preparation. He could always be ready if he ever stops a random mugging or your typical shake down with ease. Now that you have someone like Sandman and those killer teen assassins from whatever school taught them roaming around, it made Spider-Man learn that he's dealing with more than your average gang with guns.

'Yeah, go figure digging deeper and deeper into this will make it harder for me.' Spider-man thought that if he could take down Roman then Vale can breathe a little bit easier knowing that one of the most wanted criminals have finally been sent to prison. As it turns out, all he did was open a whole can of worms in the process.

Spider-Man's mind also went to Sandman and what he told him about being the same as him. What Flint said made the web head think of many different theories, but in all those ideas only one thing stayed the same.

Oscorp.

Oscorp was the reason why he became like this in the first place, so it could be possible that Flint either stumbled upon something there that made him into Sandman. Or that someone in Oscorp is using people as experiments while keeping Harry's father oblivious to the culprit's actions.

'This is far bigger then Roman, bigger than me, if someone in Mr. Osborn's company really is making people like Flint become that powerful, I need to step up my game. Wait! Does that mean whoever made that radioactive spider that bit me know who I am?! Can't be, or else they would already try to ruin me and my identity.' He brought out his phone. 'Think about this later. For now, just look at the scroll.'

With that in mind, Spider-Man had to make some major adjustments to his small arsenal when it showed some flaws during the fight with Flint. His web shooters had to be disassembled due to so much sand, but luckily, he could fix it and put it back together. Another problem he faced when fighting Flint was his web fluid, as great as they were, the biggest drawback that he could think of was when the web cartridge runs out. Making sure to have extras was the easiest to fix the problem, but that also opened a new challenge to the web head.

His suit doesn't have pockets.

'I never really thought of adding pockets since that would mean having to buy extra sewing material. But I think spending a bit more wouldn't kill me. Running out of ice webbing while fighting Flint made me realize being cheap on equipment isn't a smart idea.'

The wall crawler knew that his suit needed to be upgraded since it was just a simple red jumpsuit and a torn hoodie. Now, his hoodie has a sewn in pocket making it easier to store items like extra film for his camera or snacks in case of a long stake out. But a single pocket wasn't enough for the wall crawler, so he decided to add something extra to his suit. A common belt was used to hold small compartments that held different variations of his web fluid including his regular web fluid just in case of emergencies. He also made the trouble to make two bigger pouches that hold bandages and painkillers if he ever needed them, but since his belt was already full, Spider-Man decided to attach them to his ankles, making it easier to know which one holds which.

'It feels weird adding extra weight to myself, but I guess it pays off to be ready.'

Thanks to the needed equipment the web slinger could now be able to answer his scroll while still in costume. He expected to get a phone call from his Aunt since he left early, but looking at his scroll, he saw that his alarm clock was signaling that it was almost time for school.

'It's already time for school?' Looking away from his scroll, the hero saw the clouds of Vale starting to part to let the morning sunlight out. 'I'm still far away from school, so I'm pretty sure I'll be cutting it close to being late .'

Deciding to no longer think about it, Spider-Man rolled up his last newspaper, shoved it in the pocket of his hoodie, and made his journey to school. As he was swinging from building to building, he was too focused on getting to his destination that he missed one bystander near an opened window reading the latest article. That article also showed a picture of the ruined bank, most notably two young Huntsmen standing proudly next to a small group of White Fang members still knocked out. Though the front paper did show Spider-Man saving the day it seemed that the Bugle decided to add something new to the paper with a bold head line to give the two young Huntsmen some notable praise.

'THE TRUE HEROES OF VALE!'

As the morning sun began to shine brighter on to the kingdom of Vale, one place that involves training the next generation of Huntsmen had once again been visited by groups of reporters to get the latest scoop on the next best thing. But instead of focusing on the invincible girl, the group of photographers and reporters were now focusing on two young boys who not only saved people from getting harmed, but also took down several terrorists all by themselves.

"So, how did you guys do it?"

"Did you two ever thought what would happen if Sandman did try to kill you?"

"Have you fought along the wall crawler? What was he like?"

"What are your views on the masked vigilante? Was fighting the White Fang a statement to how Huntsmen could do the job while still staying within the law?"

Like a swarm of vultures spotting a juicy meal, when the Bugle published the papers revealing a second party involving the capture of the terrorist origination, many news producers flocked to Beacon in hopes to know more.

It wasn't long till the two young men who fought at the bank were found and surrounded by a dozen reporters each one with flashing cameras and pushing themselves closer to the confused students. Each news reporter trying to get a better shot at their faces while others getting a written statement of what they did on that fateful day.

With so many civilians pushing and shoving to hear what the young teens had to say, both Sun and Neptune could only stare at the cameras in bewilderment and wonder how just one picture of them made this much commotion.

"Were you just there to help the people trapped in the building or just to show Spider-Man we don't need him?"

Hearing that question made the blonde Faunus finally snap into reality and looked at the reporter who asked that question.

"We wanted to make sure the people were safe and we saw that the White Fang was there and decided to do something." He answered without hesitation.

"Does that mean you decided to take action without the approval of Vale requesting service from Beacon?"

"What?" Sun looked even more confused when he heard that. "We saw trouble and we wanted to help. If it wasn't for Spider-Man already being there I'm not sure what would happen."

"So, you say that Huntsmen now have to rely on masked vigilantes to do their jobs?" A random voice spoke within the sea of reports making everyone with a camera to flash more pictures and to write down what Sun was going to say.

"That's not what I meant!" He spoke, now replacing his nervousness with anger with how that last reporter said that remark.

"But does that still justify that you still acted even without the consent of Beacon or the kingdom of Vale?" The same reporter asked.

"Hey, Spider-Man was there helping people and we wanted to do the same thing! That's all there is to it!" Neptune spoke on behalf of his friend who was struggling.

"Does that mean you guys will put on a costume and say you're a superhero too?" Came another snark remark causing the group of people to chuckle at the young boys.

"That's… we… ummm…" Sun tried to come up with another explanation, but every time he does the people that were interviewing them kept twisting their words.

No longer having anything to say the group of reporters started to swarm them with more questions and writing down their own ideas as to why they joined Spider-Man at the bank. All the while, a group of girls were just a few feet away from the debacle each having a different opinion of the display they were seeing.

The leader of the group, Ruby Rose, was looking at Sun and Neptune with confusion at how they garnered so much attention from just one encounter with the web hero. What's even more confusing to her was when she read the morning newspaper to follow on what Spider-Man was doing she saw that Sun and his partner were also a part of it.

She didn't really care much about them being famous or her team not getting credit for stopping Roman at the docks. What she felt wasn't jealousy for them, rather it was pity since they are being swarmed by annoying reporters, but she also garnered anger at how the Bugle depicted Spider-Man in the papers. Vigilantism was the usual insult they throw at the web head, but even though he caught the bad guy they made Spider-Man sound worse the before.

Vandalism, assault, reckless endangerment, and other big words Ruby couldn't pronunciate were slapped on to Spider-Man's already long roster of 'offences' brought up by the usual Editor-and-Chief J. Jonah Jameson. Even when there are people who seen his heroism, like her and her team, some people in the kingdom who read something like this still believe Spider-Man is a criminal.

Ruby's older sister, Yang, was more confused at how the two boys she met just a few weeks ago are now the talk of the kingdom after getting a single picture of them in a newspaper. After all, her team was also fighting alongside Spider-Man when they had to stop Roman at the docks and yet not a single camera was aimed at them. The blonde teen also wondered how they blamed the damaged caused by Sandman on to the web head with most people believing the BS that was in the papers.

Sure, she never met the guy, but what she heard from her baby sister made the blonde brawler assume that Spider-Man could never do such things. In fact, Yang could even think that the guy behind the mask is just some regular dude that never done anything bad in his life. Thinking about that made Yang wonder if he even had a single bad bone in his body, even more funny was in her head was an image of your everyday typical nice guy making her laugh at what she thought about the hero. Yang does like bad boys who are total rebels against the law sometimes, but that image of what Spider-Man could be when he wasn't a hero made her think that her sister does like boys who are straight laced. It even made her confirm her belief that Ruby's first friend, Jaune, might have a chance to win her little sister's heart, it was an even better chance knowing that Yang approves of the two hooking up.

If Jaune was one of those guys who just wants another girl under their belt, then it would have been an entirely different story. One that involves her fists connecting to his face, but after encountering Jaune she can assume the one who will call off the relationship if it goes south will probably be Ruby.

I honestly thought she would find Huntsman around our age while in Beacon, but I guess this could be a good start for Ruby to learn how to be in a relationship.

After all, it might sound harsh to say this, even by her standards, but she really thinks that Ruby could do better. Yeah, she does approve if the two might go out, but first-time relationships don't last that long. Maybe hanging around Jaune could show her sister that she could do better.

The leader's partner, heiress to the SDC and titled 'Ice Queen' only looked at the two buffoons for just a second before reaching for her scroll to see some real news going on around Vale. She could see that all of this was just a simple publicity stunt to make people in the kingdom even more heated about Huntsmen and this so-called hero roaming around stopping crime.

She wasn't dumb, she knew how the news works since she herself was used to it when she was young. People tend to forgive cold, cruel, corporate business men if he had a young child to show his 'fatherly' side.

She can only assume that it was a fluke that they did this all by themselves fighting the radical group while also making sure the people who was held hostage were safe. The young heiress could only shake her head at how the Council is trying to spin it around, how Spider-Man was in the sidelines while two, young, inexperienced, Huntsman-in-training somehow pulled it off. People love stories like that which was why Neptune and his partner were being overcrowded by so many reporters.

She almost feels sorry for them.

Almost.

If they wanted something like this, then they should be ready to face it and not freeze up when the opportunity arises.

All talk and no substance. That's what she thought when Neptune tried to flirt with her to see if she would fall for his game. She seen his type before, even knew what was the first line he would try.

The amount of times she was called 'Snow Angel' could be summed up to how much money her family gains every day. Which was a very large amount. No, she held no emotions for concern for the two who finally got noticed, she could only hope that all this flashing lights and annoying crowds won't bother her and her pursuit to become a full-fledged Huntress.

Perhaps she can respect the vigilante for at least not using the news to his favor, if reading about how he always runs when cameras arrive she could at least give some scrap of respect that he sticks to his morals to help people and not bask in the glory.

She can never really give her full trust to him, in her life she can at least remember one thing she learned when she was growing up being the daughter to one of the riches, most hated man in all the four kingdoms.

Never trust a person wearing a mask.

Weiss can only hope that her partner will know this soon and start realizing that her idol is still a vigilante and not a law-abiding citizen. And speaking about being a fan…..

"Yawn~!" Blake Belladonna, the fourth member of their team, Faunus in hiding, and ex-White Fang member was currently fast asleep on a stone bench taking a cat nap. Apparently, she showed her own way by simply sleeping, even though the day has just started, it was understandable, though, since she took another night to not rest but investigate why the White Fang became more active.

The black-haired Faunus kept the same routine of always staying late ever since one of her friend's she knew before enrolling into Beacon was attacked while he was closing his book shop for the good. The young Huntress made it her mission to understand why the White Fang became more proactive in their mission to silence those who were once part of the movement. It was still a nice thought that her old friend and many other Faunus decided to leave the toxic group, she could still remember the reason as to why some of them turned deserters.

"I'm not here to stop the White Fang. No, I'm here stop dads and moms for committing crimes they tell their kids they should never do. I'm here to make sure young boys and girls who are just entering adulthood know that their life's just beginning and that they shouldn't waste it here."

Those words still echoed in her ears every time since she first saw him at the docks. Despite the way he looks and fights, she still couldn't think of a single word to describe him but amazing. His reason was all to true and it made Blake feel even more relatable to the hero. She wants the same thing he wants too, but he chose a different path that gave results in the most fascinating ways.

'Wait… what? Fascinating? I must really need some sleep if my mind keeps wandering to that topic.' Blake thought.

Shaking her head from simply being tired from another night of no sleep, the cat Faunus cracked one eye open to still see Sun and his partner frozen like a deer caught in the headlines.

'Don't care.'

Closing back her eyes back, Blake drifted back to sleep and allowed her mind to go through all the information she had collected these couple of weeks. She thought that when she opened up to her team after dealing with her past at the docks, everything would calm down for a while.

She should never be that optimistic.

Blake knew that even with most members of the White Fang defecting, some would not be able to live in peace within the kingdom, and even if they could, the White Fang doesn't take desertion well, she knows that far better than anyone.

She shouldn't be that surprised that the group she once thought was right would stoop so low as to kill one of their own members. But it still caught her off guard when one of her old friends called her after he was attacked by a pair of assassins.

Not the White Fang who takes their loyalty seriously, but young, human assassins that tried to take his life. Blake felt helpless, a friend that needed her help and yet she was here, talking about homework and worrying about getting the ire of deputy Goodwitch. The more she thought about how a friend of hers back when she was a member about to be killed without her help made her have doubts. She enrolled in to Beacon for not just for security and protection from her enemies. Blake wanted- no, hoped that when she enrolled she could be trained to be a Huntress and try to bring both races to learn to live in peace. That was why being a Huntress was so important, if she could be a Huntress then maybe people would finally listen to her and not just brush her off like some raving mad woman.

But luckily, her friend told her not to worry when a certain masked Faunus appeared and stopped them from fully committing the act, giving Tukson the opportunity to get the police. It also made his plans to leave the kingdom even more urgent and leaving his store earlier then he originally planned. The black-haired Huntress was glad that her friend was saved, but her mind also made her think of another dark idea.

'What about the others who decided to defect from the White Fang?' The back of her mind asked.

She could already tell that Tukson had luck on his side when Spider-man showed up, but it also meant more Faunus who wanted to leave are also dealing with the same punishment.

'Spider-Man is doing far more better job out there than I am staying here. Was being in Beacon the right choice?'

Every time when her worries involved situations like this, it always leads up to another part of her little investigation, Roman, and most certainly #1 target in Vale: Spider-Man.

'Sure, he saved my friend from being attacked, but what about the possibility of it happening again? He can't always keep his eyes on everyone that's in danger, The White Fang will hunt down those they think are a traitor to the cause, and Spider-Man is no exception either.'

"Blake, hey, Blake, you there, partner?"

'Now what?'

Cracking one eye open, Blake saw her partner standing next to her with her fingers in a snapping motion to wake her up.

"You finally finished with your cat nap?" Yang joked.

Not even making a sound after that bad pun, the silent member of the team sat back on the bench, starched out her arms, and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes.

"So, finally decided to grace us with her input on this? Or are you going to go back to the library? If you are, then you're bad at hiding of how much of a Spider-Man fan you are than Ruby is trying to eat cookies in her bed." The blonde brawler said in her usual upbeat voce, then automatically raised her right arm to stop her younger sister from tackling her.

"Yang! Stop it~!" Her little sister pleaded while trying to stop her sister from laughing.

Now, no longer feeling as tired as before, Blake checked her scroll to see if any of her old contacts messaged her. Not being the type to sit idly by, Blake became possessed at trying to further learn the movements of her old group, it even made her delve deeper into the history of the wall crawler and how he also fits in to all this.

So far, she only has small details of how the group have been losing members after Spider-Man stopped Roman from the docks. All well and good, but it only decreased the threat in Vale while the other kingdoms still showed most Faunus either being part of the White Fang or the other half being treated the same. What news from Spider-Man only showed that he started popping up just a couple of months before this year started making her wonder if he really is just like her.

'It does make sense in a way, I did leave the White Fang before the school year started making it possible that Spider-Man really was part of it. But he said he wasn't, so it could be coincidence.'

"Tch!" Scratching her head in frustration, Blake ignored the banter between sisters and walked out of her group to go back on the hunt for information.

Blake could hear her team calling her name and asking what she's doing, but still the cat Faunus walked past the journalist and other students to head for the library. The black-haired huntress knew that spending all her time in the library is straining her team's dynamic. She said that she would be more open and trust them, but she just couldn't let Spider-Man handle all the work.

And even when her friends would try to stop her from using the school's library she can always find one in Vale. Using all the information she can gather, there is still one thing she hasn't tried yet. One source she can use to see if she can get just a few moments of Spider-Man's time and figure out what's happening in Vale.

Spider-Man's partner in crime: Jaune Arc.

The commotion stirred from campus grounds still holding so many reporters and students all gossiping about the threat of Sandman gone. It made the headmaster of Beacon just stare down at the bottom of his school while drinking his coffee and taking in the morning with a calm mind.

"And this is our morning reports, sir." Glynda said in her usual strict tone. Walking around the desk of her boss the blonde Huntress handed over today's folder, took a few steps back, and waited for Ozpin to look over what was on paper.

'And now it's ruined. Remind me again why I made you deputy?'

Taking in a few more sips of his coffee, Ozpin placed the warm mug on his desk and started to read what was handed to him.

The headmaster of one of the most prestige's schools for Huntsman always hated reading the morning reports. Either it was another wide scale 'friendly' fights happening or Professor Port deciding to bring in another Grimm to show the class. Ozpin just lazily moved his eyes from one word to the next as usual, but as soon as he was about to close the folder he stopped when he read over some wording he hasn't seen from a long time.

Re-reading to paper again to make sure this was right, Ozpin looked over to see his Deputy give a nod to show that what he was seeing was true.

Turning his gaze back to the folder, Ozpin let out a breath his forgot was holding and placed the paperwork down in his desk.

"Have you given a call to them?" He asked.

"Yes, Sir." She pushed her glasses back in place. "And the parents are still not taking heed to my advice to let their child finish the first year. They seem very sure of themselves that they don't want their child being taught by us."

Looking at the Kingdom through the window, the grey-haired Huntsman can only guess why the parents think Beacon isn't able to teach their child to be a proper Huntsmen.

Ozpin wasn't a fool to think his school is perfect, there are times when he gets situations like these due to either by accident or one of the students pushing their title of being 'Huntsmen' a little too far in Vale. This though was by far the newest he came upon and he can only assume through time it will multiply.

"And did you call Qrow? Did he have anything to report?" Ozpin asked then walked back to his desk to take a seat.

"Same as the last time he called in." Letting her guard down once, Glynda let out a tired sigh before her face became stoic like always. "Even when he uses his semblance he still couldn't keep tabs on the vigilante for just a few seconds before he moves again."

"That does seem problematic." Ozpin intertwined his finger in front of his face in thought. "Qrow's semblance gives him a great advantage for gathering intel and spying on enemies, but to know that even he can't get close to Spider-Man could be problematic when we try to contact this hero."

"Do you have any other plans?" The green-eyed deputy asked. "Sooner or later Spider-Man will start getting himself deeper and deeper into our little battle with the Queen, not to mention how Miss Rose and her friends aren't too far behind either."

Staying silent in thought, Ozpin started to think of how this might play out in the end. He was expecting team RWBY to have the most interaction within the kingdom, but with the rise of Spider-Man dealing with the crime of Vale made the team stagnate. Most of crime involving the White Fang and Roman were mostly being handled by Spider-Man, so he could at least know for certainty Spider-man is a force for good.

'Still…' He frowned.

"The Councils already has their sights set on Spider-Man and they need us to try and show that we are indeed professional Huntsmen. Already people are putting more faith in the masked vigilante than they are of us."

"So, you still plan to try and make contact ahead of schedule?" Glynda asked while staring down at the large group of reporters still trying to ask the two boys who were at the bank a few more questions.

"It's a waste of time to fight someone who is doing the same thing we are doing." Reaching for his scroll, Ozpin decided to finally change tactics to dealing with this new player on the board. "Perhaps it's more beneficial if Qrow would meet Spider-Man with a different approach."

Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter, I'm sorry if this was late, but I wanted my Beta-Reader to take a break from helping me to do his own work. When you leave a like, Fav, and follow be sure to see his stories too.

Unfortunately, Maestro Of Madness can no longer help me due to our hours being incapable of contacting each other, so he will no longer be my Beta.

But, with the help of two new Beta's, CrazyCriticer46 and ahsoei, were kind enough to help me start up my story!

This chapter is, as you all know, is just the aftermath of Spider-Man seeing the effects he made after fighting Sandman. Some people think he is still a criminal, while others say he is a true hero, but in the end, it's still half and half. I know I haven't added other problems he caused like the riot or Captain Stacey, but they will be added in the next chapter.

I even made sure to finally get the RWBY cast to have some time in totalk with each one and having different thoughts on what's going on around them. Of course, the one who is most affected is Blake who is now having the effects of trying to track down not only leads to her old organization, but now has her sights set on Jaune to see if she can meet Spider-Man (Jaune).

And then we have Ozpin not only getting the same complaints from the council, but parents trying to get their kids to study somewhere else. With so much work Spider-Man is doing, parents are now having a negative perspective on Beacon and how they are training their kids. In time, you all will know more repercussions will start popping up the more Spider-Man keeps interfering with the main story plot of the show. Either way, this was just another break chapter before the next main event to happen.

Give thanks to my Beta-Reader: CrazyCriticer146 and ahsoei

(Omake: Giving Directions)

Everyone who lived in the kingdom knew how to get to their destination, they had to if they don't want to get lost in the concrete jungle.

"Excuse me."

But sometimes, people who live outside of the Kingdoms tend to visit either to do trade, start a new life, or just visit family.

"I'm a bit lost, can you…"

And just like those who lived in a village, they tend to get a bit intimidated when they enter, even nervous when being assaulted with so many sights around them.

Prime example of one who lived in a village all their lives was this elderly woman trying to ask for directions.

"How can I read this darn thing?" She said in worry as she looked at the directions of the street signs then to the small slip of paper with a street written on it. Trying to take one more attempt to ask for help, the grey-haired woman looked around her to try and ask other people to help her find what street she has to take.

"Excuse me." She tried to get the attention of a man wearing a clean business suit who ignored her and focused on whoever he was talking to in his scroll.

"Ma'am can you.." Another try lead her to talk to a girl wearing headphones and walking her dog, but she too walked past her even when the old woman was right next to her.

Soon her worries became much more terrible when she looked around to see that she was in a different part of the kingdom. She was so focused on getting help that she made herself even more lost in the proses. Feeling a large pit form in her stomach, the lady was wondering if coming here to visit her family was a mistake when suddenly, she felt someone tap their finger on her shoulder.

"Ma'am, are you lost?" The sound of a young man asked behind her.

Finally feeling her luck was turning around she looked to whoever was talking to her, but when she was going to speak she closed her mouth from what she was seeing. She expected to see a someone normal, but instead she was greeted by a tall male wearing what appears to be a bug costume.

This was the type of person she told her kids when they were young not to talk to and said person was now talking to her.

"Can I see that piece of paper?" He pointed at her only direction to her family. "I'm not going to rip it, just want to know what street your looking for."

Seeing as she has no other choice, the old woman handed the paper to him.

"Thank you." Looking at the paper for just a moment, the red and blue themed stranger gave the paper back to her. "Well, luckily you aren't too far from where your heading. Just keep walking forward and then take a right and then after passing two blocks the street you're looking for will be there. Here, let me write this down."

Scribbling down the direction to her, Spider-Man gave her a small wave and was about to shoot a web line, but stopped when he had a frail hand grasp his arm.

"Thank you very much." She sounded relieved. "I was sure I wouldn't be able to find it. Is there any way I can repay you?"

With the mask hiding his surprise, Spider-Man just waved his hands in front of him. "No, I just wanted to help, that's it. You don-"

As if on cue, the masked hero's stomach growled to signal that he was hungry.

Seeing that this was her opportunity to repay the favor, the woman looked around for any food stand when her eye spotted a churro cart just across the street. Not taking no for an answer, she grabbed the young man's arm and motioned him to follow her.

"It's the least I can do, Mr…." She stopped walking and turned her head to ask the kind gentleman a question. "I'm sorry, but I never got you name."

"Oh, um, they call me Spider-Man." He said while moving his eyes to see most of everyone on the street either looking at the strange sight or taking videos or pictures with their scroll.

"Spider-Man?" She tossed that name around her head before she went back to pulling him to the food stand.

"Well, Spider-Man, A hero like you needs some food to keep old ladies like me from being lost after all." After she bought to her a churro, the senior citizen finally made it to her family's home (with Spider-Man also deciding to escort her there) and regaled them of a story of how a little old lady like her met a real-life superhero.

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