Excelsior! Chapter 3 of the amazing Spider-Man. Now we get to see Lincoln discover his new abilities while in school and that will just be the beginning of his journey to becoming the hero Royal Woods needs. So who else is excited about the upcoming Marvel's Spider-Man cartoon, Spider-Man PS4 video game, and Spider-Man: Homecoming? Because as a fan of the wall crawler myself, I cannot wait for all these stuff to premier, one thing I will mention is that Lincoln will try out a prototype suit before making the final version of the iconic Spider-Man suit.

One last thing, Lincoln will team up with various Marvel characters. (Moon Knight, Captain Marvel, Hulk, Ghost Rider, Wolverine, She-Hulk, etc.)

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As Lincoln walked to school, his mind was deep in thought. He couldn't quite figure it out, but there was something about himself that seemed to be a little different, he felt the same, but after getting bitten by that spider, he noticed that not everything was just quite the same as it was before the field trip to the laboratory. Looking at his hand, he wondered of the spider did affect him somewhere but because he recovered so quickly, perhaps it was just a fleeting moment to him. Once school came into view, he decided to put these thoughts to rest as he walked in and headed to his classroom, since the bell hadn't rung yet, only a few people were present at class; everyone else had yet to arrive.

"Hey Linc, over here." he turned and saw his unofficial girlfriend, Ronnie Anne and his best friend Clyde sitting near his desk, he went over and sat down next to them. "So what happened? McBride and I kept calling you last knight but you didn't pick up." his former bully said.

"Did something happen?" Clyde asked.

"Um, well..." Lincoln thought about it and decided that maybe it would be best if he doesn't tell his friends about the whole incident, he wouldn't want any of them to worry. It took a while, but he was able to come up with a cover story. "...I got hit by one of Lynn's balls." he answered. "You know how she gets with her sports practices and all that." he shrugged.

Ronnie Anne raised a skeptical eyebrow. "So what, you were knocked out? A hit by a ball doesn't really knock you out for that long." she pointed out.

"Then again, it is Lynn." Clyde reminded her.

Lincoln nodded in agreement. "Yeah, exactly. Seriously, you would not believe how hard she kicks. One time, her soccer ball flew all the way over to the other side of town."

Soon, their teacher, Ms. Johnson came in, followed by the rest of her students as the bell rang. "Alright class, settle down and pay attention." she addressed them. "Today, we will be discussing the factors of evolution." Once Ms. Johnson began her lesson, Lincoln tried to focus but found himself ro be drawn to something else. He heard something being a spit, he looked to his left and somehow could tell that someone was throwing spitballs at someone which was far away. His eyes lit up as he suddenly reached down and grabbed his pencil before it could fall on the floor before he even noticed that it was. Something wasn't right, when he tried to place it on the desk, it stayed in his hand, he pulled the pencil but it felt like the tool was glued tightly to his appendage, it took a while but he was able to get it off. Narrowing his eyes, he looked at his fingertips closely and could have sworn that he saw something sharp sticking out.


Once class was over, now was the time for Lincoln's least favorite class; Gym. He wasn't as sporty or athletically gifted as Lynn or Ronnie Anne, so it was a given that things such as exercising and any sports would be hard for him to, except for today at least. He didn't know why, but Lincoln felt more alive this time around, he did push ups more than he was used to, didn't strain himself when he completed sit ups, heck he barely broke a sweat when he had to climb a rope.

"Lincoln, what's up with you today?" his friend, Rusty Spokes asked, standing alongside, Liam, and Zach.

"I don't know." Lincoln replied. "I just feel so energized, but if it means getting a less stressful gym period, I'm not complaining." he said before Coach Pacowski blew his whistle.

"Alright, lien up everyone!" he barked and they promptly did so. "Okay, now that you're all done warming up, it's time to put your skills to the test. Pick your teams because we are gonna play some dodgeball!" he declared making most of the students groan in despair and frustration. "Ah pipe down you ingrates, we you all know this was coming so pick your teams and get ready for some pelts of shame."

Soon, they were all standing together in separate teams, Lincoln was standing with his friends while Ronnie Anne was on the opposing team. She sent him a mischievous look that made him gulp. "Hey Lincoln!" his back was slammed by Polly Pain. "Looks like we're on the same team, ready to dominate?!" she asked enthusiastically. Lincoln looked back to Ronnie Anne who lowered her eyed and looked away. Their gym coach blew his whistle and it was thus, that many poor children were hit by the oncoming onslaught of fast red orbs that struck their faces. Lincoln saw as most of his friends were struck out of the game, luckily some of the members on his team, mainly Polly, were able to knock out kids from the enemy. Then he felt another tingling sensation, he caught one ball that was aimed at him, he blinked twice as he didn't even notice it, like before; he looked to the other team and with a lot of force, threw the ball which bounced from kid to kid until only a handful of them were left standing.

Lincoln looked at his hand in shock. "Woah." he didn't even put that much effort into the throw.

"Dude, that was awesome!" Polly gave a thumbs up. Unfortunately, this proved to be the perfect distraction for her to be instantly hit by another ball, which was from Ronnie Anne. Now it was down to just him, her and a few tough looking kids who were anxious to put the white haired boy put of his misery, four balls were thrown and almost on impulse. he dodged each of them. More balls were coming in and Lincoln was able to catch two of them and using them to deflect some more, while taking out two more of them. It all came down to him and Ronnie Anne, the skateboard loving tomboy threw her final ball, but what happened next shocked her.

Lincoln instinctively bent backwards in slow motion and caught the ball right in his hands.

Coach Pacowski blew the whistle, stopping the game. "Um...game, set and match!" he snapped out of his shocked gaze, not expecting that outcome. "Everyone, go ahead and change."

Lincoln lingered a bit, as he was a bit astounded himself.


When gym class was over, Lincoln and Clyde made their way to the cafeteria for some lunch. The only son of the Louds was being praised by his best friend for his earlier performance. "You were amazing back there Lincoln you even beat Ronnie Anne! No one's ever been able to beat her in dodgeball, ever!"

Speaking of the Santiago girl, she walked up to them and sat next to her unofficial boyfriend. "He just got lucky." she shrugged. "I mean, since when are you ever good at sports Lame-O?" she playfully punched his shoulder.

"I guess I learned from Lynn sometimes coaching me to exercise everyday." Lincoln shrugged. However, that wasn't exactly true, his physical prowess has greatly improved compared to how he regularly performs when it came to sports so he was just as confused as to how he was able to have such great reflexes not to mention having a good throwing hand.

Behind him, Haiku was walking with a tray full of food and a drink, but tripped over a puddle of orange juice that Lincoln sensed and quickly turned around, he caught her before she could fall and was easily able to catch her tray along with her lunch that were falling. After a moment of silence, the goth spoke up. "Lincoln, you saved me and my lunch. I am so thankful." she plainly said, though one could almost see a little blush on her face."

Blinking, Lincoln handed her back the tray. "Uh, no problem Haiku, might wanna watch where you're going next time." he advised, watching her leave. Turning to his friends, he saw that Ronnie Anne's fist were clenched and he knew that now was the time to get the heck out of there. Lincoln got up and picked up his backpack. "I'm gonna go to the bathroom, I'll see you guys later." he bade farewell as he walked away. Out in the hallway, Lincoln rubbed his head as he thought about what was going on with him, it didn't make any sense, he was stronger, athletic, had good instincts that all came to him overnight after that spider bit him.

Wait a minute.

That spider. The scientists at the lab said they've been conducting on their spiders, therefore, there must be some side effects as a result of such treatment, what if whatever happened to those spiders could be contagious? Or maybe passed on to whatever or whoever they came in contact with, like with how it bit him? His thoughts were caught off as he had slammed into the bathroom door. He tried to open it by the handle but found that it was locked, he knocked on it once but it wouldn't open, he pushed both of his hands against it but it was still closed shut. Frustrated he slammed the door with his hands with enough force that it broke and fell backwards.

"Woah!" Lincoln stepped back with wide eyes. He looked at his hands with shock and wonder and thought back to how he broke his alarm clock and realized it didn't break out of faulty building, he did it with his own strength. Looking around frantically, afraid that someone saw him, he turned tail and ran away out of the school just as the final bell rang, signaling the end of the day, the panicked white haired boy made a turn to run to the city part of Royal Woods, so much was going through his mind right now that he couldn't think of going home at the moment.

'What's happening to me?!'

'How can I do these things?!'

These along with dozen of other questions filled his mind as he continued running, ignorant of the fact that he bumped into an older, high school aged kid with piercings and a Mohawk. "Hey! Watch where you're going, ya little punk!" he scowled hatefully down at the boy and advanced threateningly. "Oh you're gonna get it now!"

Lincoln put his arms up in defense. "I'm sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going-" his pleas to diffuse this situation went unheard on the teenager as he smug his fist at the white haired boy, who ducked under and in an attempt to push his attacker back, placed his hand on his attacker's chest. He felt the sensation of his hand send out an electric shock throughout the teen's body that made him freeze up and fall down with a faceplant that made Lincoln cringe and loom at his hands with fear. He was so stupefied that he was ignorant that he walked into the middle of the street and didn't see the car coming straight at him at high speed. But once again, his new sixth sense kicked in and he jumped higher than any normal human can be allowed to jump and he landed right on a wall of a tall building.

It took about a whole 5 minutes for Lincoln to process what just happened. He looked down and saw the street down below, and saw how glued ight he was to the wall, his eyes started to widen as his hands started to change color, they blended in with the building almost like an actual chameleon, he removed his right hand and watched as his arm reverted back tot heir normal colors once again.

"Oh my god." Lincoln breathed in awe.