One perk of Metropolis was its buildings. Not only were they pretty beautiful to look at, but they were tall. Like, really tall. And tall buildings meant there was more space for web-swinging. It was just like New York: zipping through buildings and swinging above people's heads as they looked and pointed at him. He even did a few mid-air tricks, just to show off a little.

However, what Spider-Man's new colleagues lacked in style (except for Zatanna. Seriously, did she do everything so extravagantly?) they made up for in speed. Namely with Bumblebee, Supergirl, and Green Lantern. They just flew straight ahead, and they were fast. It was honestly somewhat something to behold. Peter had never seen heroes flying in person, so this was pretty cool to see.

Right now, he swung over to Batgirl, who was also moving through the air, namely by rushing upwards with her grappling hook and gliding with her cape. "Your friends are fast!" He shouted, trying to make his voice heard.

"Heck yeah, they are!" Batgirl grinned, turning her head to him. "Sooo, you enjoying Metropolis so far?"

"Yeah," Spider-Man replied. "Quick question?"

"Yeah?"

"Who..." He swung once more, launching himself upwards just as Batgirl did the same. "Who are these 'Super Villain Girls'? Also, who ripped off who?"

Batgirl chuckled. "Well, first of all, we came up with the name first! Well, some girl scouts did but..." She started gliding again. "Anyways, there's Harley Quinn, Poison Ivy, Livewire, Star Sapphire, Giganta, and their leader Catwoman."

Spider-Man did another flip. "And you've dealt with them before, I assume?"

"Totally!" Batgirl said. "So many times! And- Oh hey, we're here."

Indeed they were. The Lexplorium was just ahead of them. Right. Letting go of the web, Spider-Man landed on the roof. Batgirl followed suit, her landing just as graceful. She spread her cape.

"Super bad guys, get ready for the Super Hero Girls!" Looking at Spider-Man, she smiled. "Oh, yeah. And Spider-Man."

"Heh, nice." He had to admit, this was a little... exciting? Was that the word? Whatever it was, this was his first time working with a team. Like he was in the Avengers. Y'know, if the Avengers were teenagers as well.

Batgirl walked over to the museum's skylight. A hole in the shape of a cat's head had been carved out. "Catwoman's work, no doubt," she narrated in a husky voice. "Once again, the cat-themed burglar and her team of crooks have decided sow chaos in Metropolis. But little do they know, the super heroes of this city are-"

"Wait."

Batgirl turned to Spider-Man. "Hmm?"

"Are you... narrating?" Spider-Man raised an eyebrow.

Batgirl's face reddened. "Uh, yeah. I just think it's cool."

Spider-Man chuckled. "Nice. I narrate too, sometimes." Noticing how Batgirl grinned at this fact, he crouched near the hole in the skylight. "So, who's this 'Catwoman'?"

Batgirl folded her arms. "Someone not to be underestimated. She doesn't have any powers. but she's really, really smart. And the rest of her friends are no pushovers either. One of them can shoot electricity."

"Really?" Spider-Man chuckled as he shot a web to the inside of the skylight, stretching it so that he could use it to descend. "Good thing I've dealt with psycho electros before." With that, he lowered himself into the museum, touching down on the floor. The place was dark. Like, dark-dark. No doubt the bad guys had cut the electricity.

"Hey, wait up!" Batgirl's voice was followed by the sound of her using her cape to glide down next to him. Before he could say anything to her, she ran off into the dark hallways.

"...I could say the same." Whatever. Spider-Man followed her, though moving at a slower pace. After a bit of walking, he finally saw a room with light. And in that room, were his team and the team he was going to be fighting against. On the 'villains' side were six girls: a white-face-paint-wearing jester, a girl with plants for clothes and green skin that he assumed was plant-related and not gangrene, some pink princess who was levitating, a blue girl with a lightning bolt on her top and spiked shoes, a huge redhead whose size and brutish nature and probable lack of strategic thinking put the Rhino to shame, and, standing in front of them all, was a girl wearing a black cat outfit, holding her tail like it was a whip. The Super Villain Girls, he presumed.

"Did you really think you wouldn't get noticed by us?" Diana- Sorry, Wonder Woman's voice was loud and authoritative. The rest of the girls adopted combat poses, with Green Lantern floating up to Pinkie's level.

"Of course we thought you'd notice," Catwoman sneered, her voice sly and smarmy. "But we aren't going to let something as silly as that stop our little heist."

"She's right." The plant girl, probably Ivy, clenched her fists. Several large vines began to come out of some of the cracks in the room, which upon closer inspection, seemed to have been pilfered of all its gems. "It's six against six."

Well, enough standing around. Time for action. Spider-Man quickly jumped into the room, aiming his web-blasters at the nearest bad girl. "Count again." Shwip. A sticky web collided with the pink girl's face, sending her flying backwards, spinning around and making mumbled screams. He landed on his feet, facing the villains. "Hey everyone."

His team smiled at him, while the villains glowered. Catwoman, in particular, seemed rather incredulous about his arrival. "Who are you supposed to be? I didn't expect another red-and-blue spandex-wearing punk to show up."

"Yeah, there's a buy-one-get-two-free deal on," Spider-Man said, folding his arms. "No refunds. Oh wait, you haven't paid." He cracked his fingers. "How about the gems? That should cover the bill."

Catwoman just narrowed her eyes, a smirk appearing on her face. "I'm a shoplifter many times over, whoever you are." She looked at the rest of her team. "Let's squish these heroes and the night can still end purrrrfectly."

Ow. That hurt. Is that how Doc Ock felt when he made a crappy octopus joke? Whatever, it was hero time. The pink one - Star Sapphire, he guessed - ripped the webs off and her fists glowed pink.

"Get them!" She shrieked, throwing two translucent disks at Green Lantern, who threw up a shield. The rest followed suit, and an all-out brawl broke out. Just like back in Metropolis, Spidey figured. You know, if he had a team to deal with Mysterio when he woke up on the wrong side of the bed. Wonder Woman was wrestling Giganta, wrapping her arms around her neck and trying to knock her over, Batgirl was throwing Batarangs everywhere, trying to hit Harley who was leaping around like a maniac, Supergirl was engaging a a classic battle-of-the-beams with Star Sapphire, and Zatanna was cutting through vines to get to Ivy.

Spider-Man himself, meanwhile, found himself getting punted across the room by one of them. As he hit the wall, he jolted a bit. Electricity. He recognized the feeling from fighting Electro. Looking up, he spotted a blue-skinned, blue-haired girl laughing.

"Ha, you're supposed to be the new hero?" Livewire sneered. "What a joke!" She shot out another bolt of lightning, but Spider-Man's spider-sense alerted him. It was a narrow dodge, but a dodge nonetheless.

"Hey..." Spider-Man lunged forward, delivering a swift right hook into Livewire's jaw. "Did your mother never tell you how to greet new people?"

Livewire shook her head to focus herself, still keeping her grin. "Nah. I'm more concerned with frying new people!" Another lightning bolt, this time one that Spider-Man didn't dodge. He was sent flying back into a wall again. Ow. This Livewire girl was giving Maxie a run for his money, that was for sure.

Wait... He started rummaging in his belt. "Come on, I know it's in there somewhere."

Livewire suddenly appeared in front of him, raising her arms into the air. "Alright, pal. Time for a new LexTube special: Livewire Stomps Out Insect!" Electricity started to gather into a medium-sized sphere, with several arcs of electricity striking the surroundings - thankfully none hitting off against Spidey himself.

Spider-Man raised up his head. "Okay, first of all, spiders are arachnids, not insects."

"Whatever!"

"And secondly..." Slamming what he needed into his web shooters, he fired at her, hitting her hands and face. This made her sputter and gag, taking a few steps back as the electricity-sphere fizzled out.

"What is this stuff?!" Livewire hissed. "Screw it, I don't care. You're done!" She pointed her hands at him and tensed up her muscles. She was clearly trying to shoot out some electricity to turn him into an overcooked spider, but just kind of looked constipated.

Eventually, she noticed that she wasn't shooting out anything. "What the-" She looked at her hands. "Why can't I-"

Spider-Man chuckled as he stood up. "Just a new web fluid formula I developed. Got some silicate in it, a famously poor conductor. I intended to use it on my own shock master... but I don't even think he'd take that long to kill me."

Livewire looked like she was about to scream all seven dirty words at him, but he decided to deck her in the face before she could. She flew into a wall, going limp as soon as her head hit the cold material.

Spider-Man chuckled, placing his hands on his hips. "Bit of a shame. You could be really could at providing clean renewable ene-"

Wham! His feet left the ground and he did a few involuntary flips in the air before falling on his face. Ouch. Great, not only did he now have a bad back, but he also got interrupted mid-quip. He hated when that happened.

"Ha ha!" The rough voice made Spider-Man raise his head up. The giant lady was standing over him, folding her arms and laughing. "Take that, you stupid insect!"

Spider-Man coughed. "Did you not hear me talking to your friend? Is arachnid that hard to pronounce?"

Giganta frowned. "Shut up!" She raised her foot up. "Any last words?"

Spider-Man was about to shoot a web at her face, only for a chilly breeze to blow in. Like, really chilly. So chilly, in fact, that Giganta's leg... froze? He blinked.

"Huh?"

Giganta, for her part, looked just as flabbergasted at he did. "What the-" That's when a red-and-blue blur struck her in the face multiple times. Giganta wobbled a bit before falling over, thankfully not on Spider-Man. When he stood up, Supergirl floated down to his level, smiling.

"Thanks," Spider-Man said. "Jeez, and I thought the Rhino hit hard."

Supergirl chuckled. "Eh, she's not too tough when you fight her enough." Cracking her knuckles, her eyes glowed. "Two down, four to-"

Something hit Supergirl at the back of the head. And as he heard it clink onto the ground, Spider-Man noticed Supergirl's veins turning... green? And just a second later, Supergirl fell to the ground, moaning. Behind her was a green glowing rock.

"What's that?" Spider-Man pointed at rock.

Supergirl groaned loudly. "Kryptonite..." Her voice was raspy. "Like, my one weakness."

"Oh." Looking around, he saw that the rest of the villains were currently engaged with his team: Batgirl was tying Harley up, Green Lantern was trying to trap Poison Ivy in a green bubble and Wonder Woman and Bumblebee were trying to disorient Star Sapphire to get in a few hits. Good. He could safely get the kryptonite off and-

Suddenly, he got tackled so hard he was sent out of the room, skidding on the ground. Looking back up, he saw a big-eared, smugly grinning, literal cat-burglar.

Crap. Forgot about Catwoman.

"Ooh, you're tough, aren't you?" Catwoman stood up, placing a foot on his throat, presumably to stop him from making jokes about her outfit. "But not tough enough." She spread her arms out, allowing him to see that they were decorated in jewellery. "Like my winnings? Shame I had to drop the green one, but oh well." She whipped her tail up to a turned off light on the roof. "That's life."

Spider-Man quickly shot out a hand to grab her leg. When she tried to pull herself upwards, she tripped over and slammed face-first into the ground. Spider-Man took this opportunity to get up, only to have to narrowly avoid a claw swipe. It seemed as soon as Catwoman had fallen over, she had gotten right back up.

"Well, aren't you a smart little spider?" Catwoman purred (no pun intended - okay, it was intended), smirking mischievously. "Shame I've gotta tear up your pretty costume."

Spider-Man rolled his eyes under his mask. "Hey, come on..." Another swipe dodged. "There's no need to ruin this suit." He threw a punch, one she dodged effortlessly. This game of punch-swipe-dodge went on for a bit before Catwoman tripped him up with her tail. Before slashing him in the chest.

Catwoman laughed at him again. "Looks like I've struck the first blow." She turned tail, and ran deeper into the building. "Don't even bother chasing me, spider. Do you really want to lose at cat-and-mouse?"

Spider-Man, once sure that he was not bleeding, quickly launched himself forward with his webs. "Funny you should mention cat-and-mouse..." He swung down the hallways until he found Catwoman running away from him. "Because even though the cat occasionally got a few shot-ins..."

Thwip thwip thwip. Several webs had been attached to Catwoman's ankles and back. Spider-Man quickly pulled the webs and she was sent flying at him.

"They usually lost."

A quick uppercut knocked Catwoman onto her ass. And a few more webs stuck her to the ground. Catwoman blinked in shock, then glared at him.

"Come on!" She struggled against the webs. "I was so close-"

"And yet so far." Spider-Man folded his arms. "Jeez, I already have one cat-burglar who likes making cat jokes, so anyone is-"

"Wait a sec."

Spider-Man turned to Catwoman, whose eyes were wide. He raised an eyebrow. "Huh?"

Catwoman clicked her tongue. "Are you talking about Black Cat?"

How did she know about her? Had Black Cat seriously made that big a splash in the criminal underworld? "Uh, yeah-"

A squeal pierced his ears. All of a sudden, Catwoman looked like a kid who saw an ice cream truck. "No way! I love her! I've seen her heists and she's so talented! Gotta say, she's my idol. Tell me, how those she fight? How much as she stolen overall? What..."

Spider-Man groaned. A fangirl was not was he was expecting. "Ugh." Thwip. Another web struck Catwoman... in the eyes.

He coughed awkwardly. "Uh, that was meant to cover your mouth for a gag."

"Why don't I feel better?" Her voice was dry once more.


"Super awesome super heroes for the win!"

Babs had all her old friends in a group hug, all of whom were reciprocating. Just another victory for them. The Super Villain Girls had been arrested and the cops were currently cleaning up. Their new friend, however, was talking with one of the cops. Babs didn't really pay attention to him though.

Eventually, the cops cleaned out, leaving all the heroes alone. Peter walked up to them, and they all stopped hugging.

"Excellent work, Peter," Diana said with a smile. "You already show great potential."

Peter chuckled, folding his arms. "Well, thanks."

Diana nodded. "It is the truth! It is especially good how you used the webs your body produces to ensnare Catwoman."

Peter blinked, tilting his head. "Huh?"

Diana raised an eyebrow. "Those webs come from your wrist, do they not?"

Peter raised up a finger, only to lower it and sigh. "Whatever."

Babs walked up to Peter, giving him a hug. "You're a good teammate, dude." She smiled. "Say, wanna hang out as civilians tomorrow? Get to know each other better?" When she pulled away, Peter had his hands on his hips.

"Hmm... that's not a bad idea."

"Nice!" Babs threw her hands in the air. Peter laughed, moving his hand to lean against the museum wall.

However, his hand stuck to something else. Something... purple.

Zee blinked. "What the-" She tried pulling away. "Dude!"

Peter looked at her, white eyes widening in shock. "Oh, sorry!" He began pulling himself. "Crap, this usually doesn't happen."

"Get it off!"

"I'm trying, I-"

Rip.

Babs cringed when she heard the sound. She looked at Peter first, who was staring at his now purple hair-covered hand. Then at Zee, who now had a hand-print in her perfectly combed hair. Her teeth were gritted and if looks could kill... there would be no Spider-Man for future team-ups.

Peter backed away. Even through his mask, Babs guessed his face was as red as the mask itself. "Should... I just go? Because she looks like she's going to kill me."

Kara stepped up to him. "That's a good idea."

Peter was gone in just a few seconds, swinging away and disappearing behind a building. Now alone, they were silent.

"But his webs do come from his wrist? Why would he question otherwise?"

Karen folded her arms. "Do you want me to ask him?"

"Very much!"