I hesitated only a moment before I dropped down into the vehicle bay, feet hitting the paved ground with barely a sound.

I paused in place, trying to determine just how safe I was. It was quiet though, the blaring alarms muffled and far away. The only thing besides my own breathing disrupting the silence was the occasional sound of feet above or in the corridor outside. I ducked down low and moved behind a car. It wasn't much protection against someone spotting me but it did give me the opportunity to think.

I knew with the servers fried they would have a harder time following where I was because if my assumption was correct they wouldn't be able to watch security footage.

I knew that all, if not most, of the guards and agents, had been sent out to look for me. I mean, that was the only smart thing for them to do. If I escaped they would lose all of their test results and wouldn't be able to further there plan until they found some sort of replacement. Yet, surprisingly, there was no one in here except for this one guy who seemed to be having a nap in the opposite corner. I could relate.

They must think I'm going to escape some other way. I was more than glad now that I had thought of this.

So now I had to figure out the last part of my plan. Which was mostly on what vehicle to escape in. There was a plane on the opposite side of the room but I honestly had no idea how to operate one of those. At least with cars and bikes, I had a good idea.

I peeked around the side of my hiding spot, trying to decide which one I would get away on. I didn't think a car would be good, I couldn't make as tight of corners in it and I could easily crash into a tree or something with how wide they are. But if I was being shot at I would have more defence then I would have with a motorbike.

A motorbike seemed like the better fit, though. They were small, could get through places cars couldn't and it seemed pretty straightforward to ride. You just had to balance and turn the right handle-bar to pick up speed. Simple enough, hopefully. It also made more sense for a superhero whose powers were based in being graceful though strong, I was not made for brute force. I was made for dodging and punching. Ok so maybe brute force did come into it but my body still couldn't take as much of a pounding as other superheroes.

Thankfully for me I spotted about ten bikes over in the corner by the sleeping guy after a minute or so of looking around. I hadn't been able to see the motorbikes until I had looked around on my tippy-toes. Hm, the Hydra agent guy seemed to be dead to the world, so as long as I was quiet he shouldn't wake up to alert anyone. And if he did wake up while I was still getting ready to escape I could easily web him to the ground.

I walked over to the bikes quickly, keeping my senses alert to anyone coming in or the guy stirring. When I got over to the first bike I looked over it. There were no dents and the fuel gauge was full. As well as that, it seemed to be already turned on even though the engine wasn't humming. Maybe it was like one of those fuel-efficient cars that turn the engine off while they're at a standstill?

It was still weird, why would they have it turned on? Did they want it that way so they could get on it at a moments notice? That would make sense, especially with me on the run. It still seemed like a waste of petrol... but I shouldn't complain, it worked in my favour.

I glanced around again and found the helmets over by the sleeping guy. I know I could just escape now but I knew I had no protection on a bike. If I had a helmet on it could make the difference on whether I lived or not if I crashed. It could protect my head enough that something that might have made me pass out was now reduced to a bruise, I could run with an injury like that. And, as far-fetched as it seemed, it could also maybe slow down a bullet. If there was other protection like jackets and gloves lying around I would have put those on too, spandex wasn't enough to stop the ground from tearing up my skin if I crashed.

I slowly walked over to the helmets, keeping my movements as quiet as possible. I didn't want to waste webs if I could prevent it, so I couldn't web the guy up in a cocoon. Who knew how much I would need between now and getting home? I still had no idea how much webbing I actually on me.

I grabbed the first helmet I could and when I put it on I realised it was so loose it would do next to nothing if I crashed. I took it off and put on the one next to it, thankfully finding it at an acceptable tightness. I did the strap up and lifted the visor before walking back over to my chosen bike.

It was admittedly sleek and fancy looking. Hydra didn't put up with less than the best it seemed. I mean, the speed-gage went all the way up to two hundred and twenty kilometres an hour. That was really fast, which was perfect for me.

I got on it and lifted the kickstand up. I checked that the sleeping guy was still sleeping before pulling the visor down and rolling the bike forward a few feet. I took a deep breathe, a small nervous grin spreading across my face. If this worked it would be an amazing story to tell.

'So how did you get out of there?' They'll ask and I'll get to reply with; 'I got on a bike. You should have seen there faces when I raced past them!'

I turned the clutch and a loud roar erupted from the engine and I moved forward a meter or so. The Hydra agent in the corner startled awake. Crap. He was still bleary from sleep as he looked over at me, in full costume with a helmet on, clearly looking over at him even if he couldn't see my face. I turned the clutch one more time just to hear the engine roar before I rolled the motorbike forward and took off. I amazingly kept steady as I rapidly picked up speed as I approached the exit.

In the small space that the ramp up offered the sound of the engine was echoing around into one loud, spectacular sound. To me, it was the sound of freedom and almost like giving the whole of Hydra the finger. You can't trap a spider, we trap your resources in our web and use them against you! I really needed a better example but I couldn't care.

I was free!

The Hydra agents stationed at the exit turned to face me, but they seemed to be in shock at the sight of me because they didn't even lift their guns in the few seconds it took me to surge past them.

"WOOHOOO!" I yelled, wind whistling past me and muffling my voice.

I picked up speed till I was going at one-hundred kilometres an hour, head down and focused on avoiding crashing. The landscape was mostly flat which made my job easier and up ahead I could see a mountain, trees and a river. The river was closer than any of the rest, but the mountains were quite a long way away. If I could somehow get over to them maybe I could start covering my tracks and work out where I am. I was thinking I was maybe in Africa but I could just as easily be in Australia. I didn't know Geography all that well so my guess was basically just a shot in the dark.

I knew if I managed to get to the mountains and forest I would have to either get off the bike or risk crashing into a tree, but I couldn't care too much right now. I did trust my spidey powers to keep me safe.

There was a sudden loud roar behind me, which I was pretty sure was from the small tunnel. I risked glancing behind myself and watched in nervous horror as a good twenty odd cars emerged. They ranged in height and width, but all of them had Hydra agents with guns pointing out the window getting ready to aim at me. Sugar Honey Ice Tea!

I turned back around to face the front. Alright, alright. Don't panic yet. They were still too far behind me to shoot and as long as I was faster than them they shouldn't be able to shoot me. If I could just reach the trees or the mountain I should be able to get away, at least for a little bit. They would have bigger engines then mine, though. Which meant all of them could get further in a battle of endurance so I had to somehow take them all down before then.

I didn't have the trees yet or really anything in the landscape to get any of them to crash right now. I couldn't make some sort of trap either, nor could I run circles around them because I would be shot. I had no way to divert their attention, there wasn't anyone else for them to chase or whatever. All I had was my helmet, my webshooters, my costume and the bike. Nothing more, nothing less. Hmm.

I could fling my helmet at a windshield? No, no I should use that as an almost last resort. But maybe if I shot a web at their tires or windshield they would lose control or have to stop because they couldn't see. And if they did lose control they might take out another car with them. I didn't really want to kill anyone but I had to get away. I didn't have time to overthink this, so I kept one hand on the handlebars before twisting around to face the oncoming cars.

I bit my lip, aimed and shot a web at the closest cars tires. It caught in such a way that the tire couldn't move and the car skidded, swinging around and stopping which forced another car to stop.

"Holy crap, that actually worked," I whispered, stunned. If I managed to take them all down I might get away with relative ease!

I aimed again at the next closest car, but when I shot the web I hadn't aimed right and instead it hit a windshield. Luckily enough it was right in front of the drivers field of vision so they had to slow down. Three down, seventeen to go! Seventeen to go. Um.

Ugh, who was I kidding, there was no way I would be able to take them all down in time! They could get that plane or a helicopter out and then no matter how much distance I made with or without the cars following me they would still catch up to me.

I had to be smarter about this. I was one human against a whole organisation filled with thousands, maybe even millions of people. I had to do the unexpected, I mean this motorbike had been a smart idea especially since myself and maybe the guards stationed around had been expecting me to get out of the vents. But... I hadn't webbed all the other cars down so they couldn't follow me that way. Hindsight was a bitc-

My spider-sense sent off a shrill alarm and I swerved suddenly to the right. I heard a gunshot ring out a moment later. Crap, I couldn't turn around anymore to take them down, not until I was out of range of their guns. I had to be able to swerve and that could be dangerous, even with my powers, if I was turned to face them.

I bit my lip, I had to use my surroundings. Hmm. If I was being honest, my helmet was something they could use to trail me and I couldn't see all of my surroundings with it on. I took a deep breath and unbuckled it. Carelessly I tossed it high in the air and heard it crash against something. Now, what else could I do?

I looked back to the trees, mountains and river again. Well, I was going to try and escape through the trees but it looked like they were far off in the horizon, they would definity catch up to me before then. I might not have that amount of time to escape. They could be firing up a helicopter right now! Which left... the river. I glanced at it, trying to estimate how deep and wide it was. If from here it looked like an averagely sized river, if there even was something like that, then it must be pretty wide.

There was no telling what creatures might be in there, but it would be worth it if I could make them lose my trail for long enough I might be able to get out of their radar completely as I got home. If I swam underwater for long enough I might even be able to convince them I'd drowned or something. And they wouldn't be able to follow me in there. I wouldn't think any of them would swim and it would certainly take them a bit to get a boat out and prepped to search for me.

It was perfect! Except for the part where I might actually drown and get killed by something in there.

...

Worth it.

I accelerated forward even faster, fast enough that if I wobbled even a little bit I might go flying off of it, and aimed myself towards the river. I could care less about the bike, it wasn't mine and it wasn't like I could swim with it. It would give away where I was, to start with. I was not going to be bringing it with me.

My spider-sense went off with another warning, but this time I didn't swerve out of the way of the bullet because it fell short. I carefully swung a leg over on to the other side, getting ready to jump off the bike and into the water. I just had to hope it was deep enough that I wouldn't get hurt when I got in. It could easily be very shallow and that would hurt. But if I did get hurt I would heal, which would be better then if they got me.

The sand gave way to stone, the bike bumping along it a little bit worryingly, and when I was just a few meters away from the water I jumped into the air and dived into the water, gunshots firing rapidly behind me in a last attempt to take me down.

The water was surprisingly cold and my breath was taken away as I was dragged further underwater by the current until I hit the bottom. It carried me along swiftly and ferociously, and it made me feel almost weak. Even with all my powers, I would struggle to swim in the opposite direction if I tried to.

The water was murky and I struggled to open my eyes. Even with my eyes open, I could barely see beyond my hand even when I strained to. I couldn't hear, and I definitely didn't want to open my mouth. Who knew what diseases were in this water? I did trust my body to fight off most, if not all, infections or illnesses but still.

I would have to trust my spider-sense to warn me of oncoming objects or animals.

I kicked my body into action and began to swim forward. The longer I held my breath, the better.