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Chapter 4: Enter wrestling
Saturday 7:00 AM
On his bed, two Danskins spilled out of a plastic bag, one-midnight blue and the other a deep red, "Red and blue my two most favorite colors in the world how I love thee…" Then a thought came to him, "Maybe I could do Alex Ross costume as well as a backup costume, yeah that could work…"
With a razor knife Peter begins to cut through the blue fabric, then the red, and finally, he cuts through a nearly-opaque white mesh he's going to use for the eyes. With a black marker, he draws a big black spider outline in the middle of the red fabric while drawing the lines that will represent the web lines, "This is where I will put the mesh line but for now the lines will stay with the black marker."
He leaves that alone then he goes to the desk, "I was going to poke Gwen's brain to make web shooters but that will have to wait for the more advanced shooters." Sparks fly, as Peter has dismantled several Zippo lighters, watches, and assorted old jewelry and is silver-soldering them together in a new way. He picks one up, blows on the solder, and puts it around his wrist, "Or maybe I can ask either Reed or Tony…hm hard decision."
It's hinged in the middle, right underneath a small, delicately mounted nozzle that swivels in all directions. Peter closes the wrist-bracelet around his wrist, right over his biological spinnerets.
A knock was at the door and he spins a web landing it perfectly to open to reveal Aunt May, "Peter what on earth are you doing this early? I smelled something burning from downstairs."
He held up his wrist, "Making a little something that way I don't spray webs all over the place."
Aunt May carefully examines his wrist feeling the texture of the bracelet, "You destroyed your watches? Peter do you know how much your uncle and I spent on those?"
"Old watches Aunt May I am not that careless with the newer ones."
The older woman sighs, Peter was a smart boy though she wasn't sure about him having superpowers. She gazed upon his handiwork it was mostly metal for the bracelet with a piece on top that extended two inches from the edge of the palm to a little under on the main artery, she saw that it was also storage but for what? She took note that the handle fits perfectly in the palm of his hand with buttons at the tip of it.
"Why do you have buttons?"
"I'm glad you asked." He beamed, "I call this little contraption a web shooter. Made from two wrist watches; these babies allow me to make sure I don't accidentally spray webs when I am eating, drinking or even in a fight…"
"Peter…"
"Just saying…" He held his hands in defense, "Anyway what I envision for these web shooters is to combine them with natural elements such as ice, electricity, and fire to add it to this mini storage which will run on cartridges. The hand-wound solenoid-needle valve on each web-shooter is actuated by a palm switch; this, in turn, is protected by a band of spring steel which requires a 65-pound pressure to trigger it. I could go on but I don't want to bore you with all the tech talk. Of course, I'm going to need Gwen's to help with some upgrades down the road I only made the basic unit but it couldn't hurt to have more brain power."
"What do you mean you need 'Gwen's' help? Peter, you are a brilliant young man with a bright future ahead of him, what do you mean?"
"Let's just say I wasn't the only one bitten."
"Peter, what happened on that field trip?" Aunt May sat on the bed, "Tell me who else has powers."
Peter held four fingers, "I'll tell you starting with yours truly…" Three left, "Then it was Gwen Stacey…." Two fingers, "Mary Jane Watson…" One finger, "Cindy Moon…"
"Are you saying that these…these children have your powers…?"
"Not exactly my powers I mean who knows what kind of power they have or will have in the near future all I know is; the four of us are connected somehow. Not sure how but I can sense them like they can sense me or each other. It's quite magnificent to obtain such power…"
"Peter tell me the main point."
Peter shrugged, "Short version four teenagers have superpowers, I'm the only who told his relatives while the others not so much with the ability to sense them."
May paused for a moment, "What are you going to do?"
"Train them…" Peter had a mischievous face on, "But first…can I please face Crusher?"
"Peter…" May warned sternly
"Come Aunt May I'll only hold back enough…"
"The answer is no."
"I could help you."
"We discussed this, no."
"Please?"
"Nothing you can do or say is going to change my mind."
Junkyard – 9:00 AM
That talk he had with his aunt went smoothly, he made a deal with his aunt, let him wrestle if she hears that he broken anyone bones from the amateur then she could clip him from doing superhero antics, she agreed begrudgingly. Now Peter stands in an abandoned junkyard, experimenting with the spinnerets that have grown in his wrists without the use of his bracelets. He's set up a row of targets of varying sizes about 50 feet away. He managed to send a text to the three girls to meet him, he only hoped that they wouldn't kill each other when they got here or a matter of fact kill him since it was still early in the morning.
He tries to hit an old television set. Misses wildly. Tries something larger- a '68 Plymouth Duster. Not even close. Peter let's a small tsk escape him, "I did it the first time when I found Cindy why is this happening now…" Putting his bracelet back on he tries again this time with great success on hitting the old TV, pleased with himself he found an old washer machine decides to sit on it to wait for the others. It was a few minutes he saw a familiar raven-haired girl fuming walking towards him grumbling under her breath.
"…Better have a good reason for waking me up this early to be here or else I'm going to punch him where it hurts the most."
He saw a familiar raven-haired girl fuming towards him, "Salutation Ms. Moon."
"Can it Parker I'm ticked off that I had to wake up early just so I can see what you have to show me."
"Geez aren't you a bunch of sunshine this morning."
"I'm not a morning person."
"What was the first hint?"
Cindy growled at him, went to slap him off the machine but he flipped over her head grabbing her arm, she went for the other one but it was immediately caught quickly. She was spun around her arms locked in 'X' position in her chest while her body was close to his. Peter made sure Jr. was still asleep or else this would have been very awkward on various different levels.
"It's too early for this Cindy I get it but bear with me okay,"
Cindy grunted as she struggled against her restrainer, "You like all this struggling don't you."
'Oh, dear mercy don't start with that…' He could feel his face heat up, "No what it's to you?"
She paused a moment taking one glance back, she saw it in his eyes he enjoyed having her very close though he was trying to be polite about it, she smirked. 'Accidentally', she rubbed against him now the boy blush grew redder as he felt himself twitch.
'Damn! I thought Felicia was a flirt!' Peter was now amused, 'Well two can play this game…'
Peter went for her neck.
"What are you…OH…Oh…oooo" Cindy moaned as he kissed her neck, then she felt him let go while his fingers went to her back. She sighed as she felt the knots in her back loosen as he started to massage her back, "Had I known…oh…that you were good….ah right there….with your fingers….I'd seek you out…oh my….a long time ago…to be my personal masseuse."
Peter felt himself go hard so he positioned himself for her not to feel Jr., he felt her press even harder to him 'This girl is going to be the death of me, between Gwen, Mary Jane and Cindy or heck even Felicia I don't think I could control myself even if I had the symbiote. If she keeps up her erotic moaning and groaning I don't think I'd be able to...'
He stopped mooching of her neck, he could hear purring as his finger went across her backside the raven-haired teen was in a daze unconsciously releasing pheromones. The male teen felt himself shifting losing himself to a primal instinct. He could hear the words, take her, and take her over and over in his head pounding like the jungle drums. He steeled himself, 'Do not commit adultery, do not commit adultery, DO NOT commit adultery! Damn it this is getting hard!' This is getting hard to not!
Perspiration started to form on his brows, the war felt like it lasted for an eternity yet it was a few short moments. He couldn't take it anymore whipping the Moon teen to face him, the young Parker claimed her lips as she protested.
'Lips so soft…' He thought, grabbing her thighs she was lifted up while she held on to his neck while wrapping her legs around his waist, the brunette male trailed his kisses from her lips to her right side of the cheek down to her neck. There he sucked on her skin earning a soft moan from her, "Meomchuji mala..." (Trans: 멈추지 마라. Don't stop…)
The girl gave him better access to her neck as he hungrily devoured it, her breathing was fast he bit her still what really was surprised when a hand gave her a squeeze on her lower half. She gave a small 'eep'…she wanted to punch him knock those teeth out for doing that action; weirdly she too aroused to throw him off her. The alternate reality adult was fighting with the unknown pheromones in the air that was arousing the both of them. Cindy wanted more that much he could tell still he refused to take it further beside heavy make out, something held him back a bit he could feel it yet he felt himself slipping more they engaged.
Cindy found his shirt loose end so her hands roam around his firm back and chest, she lifted it up exposing his upper body and took a moment to see his firmly toned body she licked her lips as she kissed his chest area. Finally, he couldn't take it anymore and removed her blouse, he noticed that she was very athletic built, her abdomen was lean showing firm muscle tone with a revealed blue bra holding her 'd'ecent size cups, and he hoisted her up while she wrapped her legs around him once again they were locked in tongue wrestling match kiss.
Gwen enter the junkyard the blonde eyes widen in shock as she came to the scene of the two making out, hands expolring theri exposed upper body she growled lightly, something primal was telling her to mark her territory and take her mate. Gwen's lips tighten, as she saw their shirts on the ground… first of all why was she having these thoughts? Second why are their shirts on the ground? It wasn't any of her business so why did it bother her so much, then she reasoned well you were out in public getting a feel and underage to be doing anything intimate she let it go on for few more moments. She saw that a hand went up to the girl's chest that is where she drew the line. She got into position quietly, it was a good thing that she had a water bottle or else this would have escalated further. The cap was open she aimed to fire the glob of water the reaction was instant as the two sputtered or yelp from the cold beverage.
"Who what? Oh hey, Gwen when you get here?"
Cindy slid off feeling very threatened by the blondes mere presences she went to the girl, "You, back off! He's mine now! Understand!"
"Personal space!" The blonde places her hand between them, "It's really not your thing is it? Please put you shirt back on since you are in public space!"
Cindy looked down quickly covered herself since she was showing more skin then she wanted to Peter quickly grabbed her by the arm pulling her back covering her, "What she meant to say was her name is Cindy and it's a pleasure to meet you."
Gwen eyes them both carefully, she felt something between them like the day before with Mary Jane she felt this weird sense that drew her to Peter, what in the world was going on and why Peter and this girl not wearing their shirts?
Finally putting his shirt on, "Let's wait for MJ."
A good 30 minutes later Mary Jane arrives, as she does she notices tension in the air, Peter steals glances at a dark-haired girl while she steals them back blushing a light pink but she scowls when she looks at the blonde haired girl.
"Um…did I miss something?"
"No, you didn't."
Peter gets up from the broken chair wiping his pants off, he rather let the pink elephant in the room stay the way it is, he's not about to be interrogated on an awkward situation.
"Our friend Peter was locking lips with her while getting a feel for each other with our friend over here, had I not stopped it would have led to some intimacy." That comment sent two message to MJ. The urge was back and now it was a bit stronger than it was before than it was with Gwen that was one, the other was she couldn't believe Peter almost had sex…in the middle of the junkyard above all the places.
"Please let's discuss who I want to have intimacy for the rest of my life." Peter deadpanned, "I don't have something that could help with that at moment."
"Hmph…" Cindy was not amused, "I'm not looking for a relationship…."
"Could have fooled me…" Gwen rolled her eyes Cindy was going to charge
"Okay, that's enough!" Peter warned sternly getting in between the two quickly, "If you two need to relieve tension do it elsewhere, I called you out here for the sole reason that we are all changing into something more."
"So what exactly do you want to show us?"
Gwen forgot her little squander for the moment as Peter lifted his left wrist showing off a bracelet?
"You called out here to show us your latest fashion?" Cindy growled
"Not exactly."
THIWP
SPLAT! A direct hit on a Coke can fifty feet away. The girls saw a thread coming from the gizmo Gwen was impressed, "May I see?"
Peter tossed his right bracelet towards Gwen's eye scanned the web shooter it was ingenious despite its basic structure design, "If I had to guess this is what going to help us from shooting webs all over the place. These buttons right here on the handle, I guarantee the needle valve on each web-shooter is actuated by a palm switch; this, in turn, protected by a band of spring steel which requires a 65-pound pressure to trigger it. The switch is situated high in the palm to avoid most unwanted firings. They need the right amount of pressure to activate to let loose the webbing while the storage area for something else."
"Got it in one go."
"English for those of us who can't speak nerd?" Mary Jane spoke up
"In others, words with the right about of finger pressure webs shoot out however there is more than meets the eye with this little trinket."
"Oh, so how many did you make?" Mary Jane was eager to make sure that those webs don't spring up again unannounced
"Two for myself I want your opinion on how your bracelet will be like…I need your measurement before I begin breaking more watches…" He looked the dark-haired girl, "Unfortunately for you Cindy you won't get any."
"What! Why not!"
Peter scratched the back of his head, how in the world was he going to tell her that she could shoot webs from her fingertips. An idea struck him making the sign of the web, "Do this on that car over."
Cindy followed his hand sign then looked at the car he was talking about. It was piled on top of 10 destroyed cars, she mimicked his hand gesture, no web fired from her wrist. She tried again with the same results no web fired.
"Trying pointing two fingers and concentrate."
"This is a waste of t…"
TWIP
The web smacks into the side of a car that's been crushed. Cindy pulls, not knowing her strength pulls the entire tower of wrecked cars begins to tip over toward them. He lunges forward, instinctively, and pushes the stack back upright.
"We are going to have work on strength control," Peter said as he landed
Amazed and delighted she spins around like a gunslinger, shooting webs in all directions, giddy. Another web, splats into a milk container a hundred feet away might it be with pinpoint accuracy, "That was awesome."
"I've got a proposition for all of you, well MJ already knows but with these powers, we can protect this city."
"You mean like a superhero or being a vigilantly?" Cindy ask
"Yup." Peter made a motion with his head and finger signaling he was thinking for a response, "More in the lines of being heroes people who look up to us in time of need. Like Captain America during World War II, it will be an adventure of a lifetime and with this comes our first Pokémon." Peter said the last part in exaggeration causing the one of the three to giggle a little, while the other two snorted "We'll first catch a Pikachu and study how it electric sparks work followed by a Staryu."
"I always wanted one of those." Cindy was pulled close to Peter with his hand extended towards the horizon
"Then join me Ms. Moon and together we will be the unstoppable duo of tag team conquering region after region and let's not forget prize money while the other are mere support character." He turned talking to Gwen who was not amused by the comment, "Imagine meeting the Fantastic Four or the rumored X-Men heck I'd like to meet Tony Stark in his Iron Man suit…."
Mary Jane scoffed shaking her head, "Peter the X-Men are a myth what are the possibilities of running into them or Tony Stark or even the so called Avengers?"
"I'm just saying it could be a possibility, I'm not saying it will happen overnight just anything can happen." He let the Asian go
'I let him kiss me, massage my back which was divine not to mention grope me. I had a bad break up with my ex-boyfriend so why am I feeling this way towards him.' Uncertainty creeps up on her she didn't want to look for another boyfriend at least not now, 'I'm just going to tell him upfront that I'm not interested now yet this pull towards Peter it feels unnatural...what going on…'
"So what do you say about being this city protector?"
Moon Resident 9:30 AM
Nari Moon hummed as she flipped another pancake on her frying pan, she sighed in relief. She found out yesterday that her daughter broke up with Hector Cervantez. She found out one day that they've been dating since October it didn't sit well with her. Like any parent she wanted her daughter to be successful in life after all Cindy does have eidetic memory since she was a child though as of late Cindy wanted to play hockey with her boyfriend well ex now. She frowned, of course, it had to be with another girl that Cindy came home with tears in her eyes, she didn't want to add salt to injury but what was said was said and needed to be heard.
"That girl can so impulsive…a trait from her father I guess."
Albert was a kind soul yet he knew about the relationship and didn't say a word to her which irked her the wrong way which got into a heated debated with her husband. He was supportive of the relationship, he told her that Cindy is sooner or later going to be leaving the nest so he allowed the secret relationship to continue.
She countered that Cindy will have that experience after she completed her studies not during her teenage years which are the most crucial parts of her life. It almost leads to a shouting match had their son Albert Jr. not walked in from school. They silently agreed that they'll discuss the matter later, they want their children to grow up in a non-hostile environment.
"Peter Parker…" She said the name, she was curious about who this boy was. Cindy phoned a strange phone number asking for him, she heard small talk from her daughter as she gave her the cell number to call. When she confronted her daughter about the matter she told her that he was young high schooler she met during the expo, nothing more nothing less, "We'll see if that's true."
"If what's true mom?"
With a turn of her head, she saw her son rubbing the sleep from his eyes, "Nothing Albert just thinking about your sister."
"Yeah…" He yawned, "She left pretty early this morning."
"She said she was meeting this Peter Parker person not sure for what though." She hated that of her daughter, keeping secrets from her they used to talk a lot when she was younger now it felt like she was estranged from her a total stranger.
"Pancakes what's the occasion dear?"
She smiled, "Can't a woman cook for her own family? It doesn't have to be just for a special reason."
She finished the last batch placing it on a plate on the table which was loaded with various foods with fruit such as watermelon, strawberries, and apples followed by some toast, rice, eggs and finally pancakes.
"Jal meokgesseumnida" 잘 먹겠습니다 The family said then they began to eat
"Honey do you know where Cindy is?"
"She said something about meeting a boy named Peter Parker not sure where though. I wish she would just open up like she did when she was a child."
"Maybe if you weren't strict with her then I think she'd opened up."
"Albert we are not having this discussion at the table."
"I'm just saying." He said taking a bite from his plate, "You seem to be pushing her harder. Did you find out about what caused the destruction of our doorknob?"
This she couldn't deny and the doorknob she…
Ding-dong
The train of thought or family time was interrupted Albert wiped his mouth to answer the door when it opens a man in a suit with white hair smiles as he introduces himself, "Mr. Albert Moon Sr.?"
"Yes…"
"My name is Ezekiel Sims I was wondering if I can speak with your daughter." He said
Albert grew alarmed, "She's not here at the moment she left to meet with a friend."
This surprised the man "Where is your daughter? It is grave that I speak to her, as a matter of fact, may I come in? I have something very urgent to tell you concerning the safety of your daughter."
Back at the junkyard for the last thirty minutes Peter was playing tag with the three girls, he wanted to see who was the fastest a test of agility if you will. Right now it was his turn to be it and he was chasing down Gwen who was giggling madly, while the other two were right in front of her. So far he learned out of the four he was third fastest compared to Cindy and Mary Jane. The redhead was fast on her feet yet lastly Gwen was the slowest of the bunch which made her an easy target to tag. Still there was the matter of crime fighting while Gwen had much little to no interest in it however she did want to get some training with her powers, Mary Jane was reluctant but agreed that helping out would be beneficial. Cindy was going to do it with him because she wanted to learn.
She hopped from platform to the next, Peter wasn't gaining as if he wasn't trying. The trio of the girls paused it was MJ who spoke up teasing him, "What's the matter bug boy can't keep up with us? Are we too fast for you?"
Peter landed on top of an old washing machine cat-like stance, "On the contrary Ms. Watson I'm just giving you a head start before I unleash my devastating weapon yet."
"Oh, what weapon would that be?" Gwen replied smiling this was the most fun she ever had in her life to date
A devious smirk plastered on his face he reached his shirt giving a swing to the hips as he sang, "I'm sexy and I know it…"
The girl's breath caught in their throats as they saw a well-toned athletic build to the teen with lean muscles and a six-pack. He put his shirt down quickly they were momentarily stunned; it was all he needed to leap.
"You jerk!" MJ cried with a laugh they meant to scatter but he tagged one of them with a web line to the feet thanks to the help of his bracelet.
"Tag you're it, Gwen."
"That was foul play, Parker."
"All is fair in love and war Ms. Stacey…" He said patting her on the cheek
"You'll regret that…"
"I look forward to it." He gave her a peck on the cheek, a blush formed on her face
"You tease! When I get out of here you are so going to get it!" She heard his laughter as he jumped away, she grumbled with a smile on her face looking for something that would cut the webbing. Cindy and MJ though afar were not amused by the antic.
Peter settled down his laughter as he hid from view in a broken shack, he peeked from the opened door, Gwen landed where he was moments ago she scanned the area before she leaped to find the other two. A hand touched his shoulder and quickly he spun fist ready to punch the person, he stopped when he saw Cindy.
"Give a man a heart attack why you don't you."
"Are you going to kiss every girl you come into contact with?" She asked, "Quite frankly I'm not amused by the way you kissed me or groped me or even took off my shirt."
"Okay I apologize for the groping part along with the shirt take off but the kiss I don't." He said looking out for Gwen, "To answer your question it was friendly kiss not that type of romantic kiss."
"Yeah right."
"I'm serious, if I had to choose between the three of you girl to date I'd go with you," Peter stated in honesty as he faced her
"Wait what…" Cindy was taken aback as well as honored that he would choose her but she wanted to find him in the first place to set some ground rules first, "While I'm flattered by the offer I don't want another boyfriend."
"Though it's none of my business, care to share with the class?"
Cindy eyed him, "I found out that my boyfriend cheated on me with another girl."
"Ouch…"
"Yeah…"
Cindy demeanor was downcast as she sat down on the rusty metal wall pulling her knees to her chest, "I've been dating him for six months thought we might go places eventually, guess I was a fool to think something like that."
Peter sat right next to her, hesitantly he brought his arm around her shoulder pulling her to him; she rested her head on his shoulder not resisting when he wiped away a few tears rolling down her face, "You are pretty girl Cindy, whoever this guy was didn't truly deserve you. You are smart from what I can tell from your demeanor even though you try to hide it. A little impulsive sure…"
"Hey!" She sat up
"But nonetheless cute." She blushed a pink tint from the comment, "I can understand if you don't want a relationship right now after what you been through but if somewhere down the line we become an item I'd like you to know that I'll be as loyal as they come."
"You'd wait for me even though you don't know me?" Cindy questioned, "How do you know I wouldn't be looking for someone else? I mean take a look at the example you just provided."
"Respect is given to all but trust takes time to build." Peter smiles at her, "Look I'm going, to be honest here; I like you…in fact when I first saw you it was love at first sight." In his mind, 'Or was it the comic books when I first saw…because that relationship was forced.'
"…"
"I can understand if you want to friendzone me for the moment; I'll wait as long as I have to in order for that building block of trust to become friends or even more if you would allow it if not well it's okay." He captured her lips with his own as she responded wrapping her arms around his neck as he cheated a little by releasing a unknown few pheromones of his own, they broke apart forehead touching when they needed air, "There is more to me than meets the eye; trust me in time I'll reveal who I really am to you."
Using his spider-strength in his legs he hoisted them up as he pinned her to the wall kissing her, a small moan escapes her lips as Peter once again claims the right side of her neck.
"Please…don't tease…m-me" She gasped, "Not now Peter…please, I don't want this now…I don't want a relationship…just be…my friend!"
He relented still he held her in place, her legs wrapped around him for support when their foreheads touched he saw the pain of heartbreak in her eyes.
"Very well, I'll be your friend but I'm not doing no friends with benefits I'm a one woman type of guy so I'll like to have a strong commitment with you."
She nodded, "Time will only tell…"
He caressed her cheek tucking a loose hair behind her ear, a small cough interrupted them. They saw both MJ and Gwen with frowns on their faces arms crossed while the other with a brow raised hands on the hips. Peter looked between the two of them, "We've got to stop meeting like this…"
It was 10:50 AM and the Parkers were on route to the wrestling arena
"I can't believe I let you talk me into this." Aunt May was not happy to say in little words as she rode in the car with the family silently fuming, she looked at the rearview her nephew was giddy clutching the brown bag containing his wrestling uniform.
"Oh don't worry Aunt May it's not like I'm going to hurt him too bad, just a broken rib here, a fractured funny bone there and a broken femur bone that's all." Ben chuckled at the joke while May tried to keep her scowl on failed as a smile crept on her face.
The old Chevy Caprice pulls over at the curb, Peter is about to open the door when he is stopped, "Peter remember don't overdo it."
"Right." He got out of the car
"Pick you up on this corner at six o'clock!"
Peter waves and heads off down the street, walking against the tide of wrestling fans as his uncle pulls back into traffic. "Now where is she?"
Peter uses his other sense to locate a certain blonde, whom he asked to come with for a little research he feels Cindy in anger. He shakes head this girl was angry with something or in this case someone, he's been practicing with his 7th sense feeling, observing the emotion of his fellow female spiders, he knows he's been getting stronger with it as well as spider-sense.
'I've got to give this 7th sense a name.' When he concentrated on Cindy he felt her anger, he wanted to try something new, 'It's a good thing I'm a pacifist instead of a fighter or being passive aggressive or this will be really difficult.' He concentrated on her signature sending waves of calmness towards her at first he felt her jump in terms of signature due to the foreign influence however she relaxed as thoughts of calmness flooded her. 'That's it girl relax, listen, don't do anything absurd.'
So concentrated he was that he never noticed Gwen come up to him, he jumped without shrieking, face turning pale. Gwen was amazed at how white a person can get when shocked, "Damn Peter I'd never guess you can get so easily riled."
"Only when I am fully concentrated on something, notice anything with Cindy?" Gwen frowned, "Don't give me that didn't you sense her?"
"Yeah, she's pretty ticked off." Gwen stated as a matter of fact, "So is there a reason why I had to tell my parents that I was meeting you at the library and what with the brown bag?"
"Correct, I'm trying to calm her down seems like it is working for the moment." Peter smiled, he then looked at the line, "Let's head over to the library I've got a lot of things to discuss with you and this brown bag is for that."
Gwen follows his finger, she looks at the entrance of the wrestling arena, "You can't be serious."
"Deadly serious." He laughed
Within the library, Peter hunches over a microscope, while Gwen looks both ways, makes sure nobody is watching she taps him, then shoots a little jet of web fluid from his wrist onto a slide and puts it under the microscope.
"Take a look at this."
He makes room for the blonde's eyes to see, she whistles lowly "This is truly incredible. All spiders produce silks, and a single spider can produce up to seven different types of silk for different uses. This is in contrast to insect silks, where an individual usually only produces one type of silk. Spider silks may be used in many different ecological ways, each with properties to match the silk's function."
"In other words?"
Gwen looks to her side, "Here I thought you were a science major."
He takes a moment to process the information 'Okay let's see if Peter's scientific mind can work for me here', "I think I got what you are saying; spiders use their silk to make webs or other structures, which function as sticky nets to catch other animals, or as nests or cocoons to protect their offspring, or to wrap up prey. They can also use their silk to suspend themselves, to float through the air, or to glide away from predators. Most spiders vary the thickness and stickiness of their silk for different uses. In some cases, spiders may even use silk as a source of food."
"You're not as dumb as you look."
Feigning hurt he pokes Gwen in her ribs causing her to twitch, 'Ho, ho me thinks you have you have a ticklish side."
"Peter don't you dare." She hissed before she could react Peter quickly pulls her into his lap grabbing her waist with one arm while the other mercilessly tickle her side. She squeals trying very hard to not laugh it fails as he keeps the pressure up.
Finally, she couldn't hold it even with all her struggling for him to let go she laughs out loud earning shushes from nearby students, she blushes a crimson red color then glares at Peter. He snickers at her, then a thought comes to her.
"So what's the deal with you and that Moon girl, that I find you groping her?"
Peter shrugs wrapping his arms around her fully, "I find her very cute. We met at the expo as you then I guess I find Asian girls very attractive." 'Though that's not all the reason why I kissed her something was affecting me…wait…'
He heard a growl escape her throat he sighed, "Gwen are you jealous or this the pheromone jealous?"
"Pheromone?"
"Do you remember how you didn't want to let me go when MJ arrived in our conversation in school?"
"Yes, what about it?"
"Well, what do insects give off when they want to mate?"
Gwen thought for a moment then it hit her, "No…"
"Yup…"
"Pheromones, the secreted or excreted chemical factor that triggers a social response in members of the same species? That same pheromone which chemicals are capable of acting outside the body of the secreting individual to impact the behavior of the receiving individuals. That pheromone?!"
"Afraid so."
"No wonder you couldn't resist sliding your hand on her chest."
"Yeah, not my best moment…"
"Or the reason why you wouldn't let me go."
"You cuddly…" He whined, "I can't help if we are all affected by pheromones besides I like you girls you seem fun."
"Not the point. You knew something about the pheromones when I did that action not to mention you said you would claim me and MJ if the pheromones didn't stop."
"I knew something was affecting me but I didn't know what it was until now but you and MJ that was all you two Ms. Stacey." He said as a matter of fact, "You guys felt threatened I guess when in close encounters, to be honest, I'm a helpless romantic but I'm not desperate to get laid; I'm a lone wolf. If I need to be a lone wolf for the rest of my life so be it at least I had one friend or a couple of friends."
That little part shocked was surprising, any guy who would have this ability would have any girl under his heel or in this case, both sexes can do it to each other. The emphasis on friends made her cringe, she looked at him in the eyes best she could. Peter was indeed a hopeless romantic who has a crush on Liz Allen although with his 180-degree attitude change she doubted this was the same Peter; that shy boy she heard who got beaten up by Flash Thompson.
"So are you going to pursue a romantic relationship with this Moon girl?" She got off in case something more happens.
He cupped his chin thinking "I did promise her I'll be her friend I'll do the same with you if this becomes more so be it, the same thing with Mary Jane but I doubt that would be likely."
She nodded, then realized, "Wait why not MJ?"
'Cause I'm tired of that girl, she thinks she knows better than anyone else and I can't stand the fact she later goes to be with Tony freaking Stark….well I could really careless.' He shrugged, "I just don't know if I'm going to find that one thing in common for the both of us and I really do want to have friends I can count in case I'm in a pickle."
She smiled rolling her eyes paly fully "You are impossible Peter."
He scratched his head blushing, "Still the pheromones can be used to seduce or as a deadly weapon we'll have to control it."
"Right."
"Which is why I called you here; out of three you are the most leveled headed after Maryjane."
"We'll have to run more studies on our bodies."
"Right for scientific purpose."
"Riiiggghttt, you just want a peek show….ow!" Gwen rubbed her wrist it was red with nails engraved. Peter pinched her, she saw that he was not amused by that statement his ears a little red, "Sorry…geesh you didn't have to pinch me that hard."
"When you make a stupid comment like that's where I draw the line."
"Such a prude."
"I've been raised right I would like you to know."
She rolled her eyes, "So what's in the bag?"
The ARENA 11:10 AM
A costumed amateur wrestler slams into the wall of a cage match ring in the middle of a small, hot, dusty arena. The wrestler groans in agony, a referee jumps in to stop the match as Crusher Hogan, six feet nine if he's an inch, three hundred pounds of pure muscle, roars at the crowd, standing over the broken body of his fallen challenger.
Peter and Gwen are on top of the balcony as she watches in horror at the fallen man, guards hurry to a few gates in the wall of the cage, unlocks it, paramedics rush in to help the helpless amateur.
"Peter…"
"Hmm…hmmm."
"You're insane."
"Eh, I've been called worse."
An announcer steps forward, grabs a dangling microphone. "Seventeen seconds?! Seventeen seconds, ladies and gentlemen! Is there no one who can last three minutes in the cage?"
"Time to sign up." He walked away
"Peter you're going to get yourself killed!" Gwen ran after him
Sign-up sheet
There was a line filled with anxious wrestlers wanting to take on Crusher Hogan. They all wore different costumes, some were without shirts and one person, in particular, was for whatever reason was wearing a suit.
"NEXT!" a female voice called, Peter and a nervous Gwen came up to the receptionist, the costumes consisted of two pairs of white gloves, Navy blue sweatpants, a dark red sweater with a spider in the middle of the chest, and a mask that only covered 95% of the head, well except the eyes. The wrestling receptionist looked at both of them strangely, "There is no featherweight division here, small fries some other time. Next!"
Peter stopped her before she put their names on the reject list, "No, no, hold on! Sign me up!"
Sighing, the wrestling receptionist looked at the determined teen in the eyes, "Okay. You understand that N.Y.W.L. is not responsible… for any injury you may and probably will sustain while participating in the said event and you are indeed participating in your free will?"
"Yes." He said
Sighing again, she pointed with her pen, "Down the hall to the ramp, and May God be with you."
"Amen to that sister." He wrapped an arm around the worried blonde.
They left after they heard her say, "NEXT!"
In the ring Crusher threw Devastator out of the ring this average size wrestler landed by the railing that held back the audience. The muscular wrestler began showing off his muscle for a job well done. The referee grabbed his arm as the bell rang, "WINNER!"
"Are you ready for more?!" The ring announcer shouted through a wireless microphone, as the crowd roared in excitement as the brawlic wrestler stood on opposite side of the ring ready to take on any challengers.
"Will the next victim, please enter the ring at this time? If he can withstand just three minutes in the cage with Crusher the sum of 10,000 dollars will be paid to..." He turns and gestures to the ringside the spotlight flicks on. Two Guards open the cage doors wide as Peter climbs to the top of the stairs, into the spotlight. The Announcer checks them out, leans over covering the microphone with his hand, "What's your name, kid?" He looks at the ring grinning as Peter responds
"The Amazing Spider-Man."
The announcers pulled down his glasses in astonishment as he turns around facing the cover teen, "Not bad kid could be better but not bad."
"Thanks."
Clearing his throat, he spoke into the microphone, "The sum of 10,000 dollars… will be paid to… the terrifying, the deadly, the Amazing Spiderman!"
As 'Spiderman' made his way towards the ring the crowd booed and threw popcorn at him. Gwen was amongst the crowd biting her nails praying that her friend will be okay. Though as he made his way down four women wearing bikinis bra and short skirts got into his face.
"Hogan going to chew you up and spit you out, little man." One said
"Hope you brought your mommy with you." Another said
"We're going to break you up and slam you against the ring." A third said
"I'm going to rip eight all of your legs one by one!" A fourth one really got in his face and he pushed her back the crowd gasp watching it on the big screen
"Get out of my face!" He webbed her foot in place, "And stay there."
The women looked at his back, he was going to pay for that. The three continued to berate and belittle him as he reached the bottom of the ring. Paramedics took Devastator away to the
The young adult stuck in the 15 year old body took a deep breath as he entered the ring, taking a deep breath to calm his beating heart rate.
The audiences fired up chanted, "KILL HIM! KILL HIM! KILL HIM!"
The metal cage groaned to life as it slowly made its way down to the ring, Peter looks up with his heart racing a mile a minute. He heard the announcer as it finally made its way to the bottom, "Will the guards please lock the cage doors at this time!"
SLAM! SLAM! Two huge barred doors clanged shut right behind Spiderman, startling him.
"Is it too late to back out now?" CLICK! CLICK! Keys turned ceremoniously in the locks; "It's too late." He deadpanned he scanned his area he was sorely at a disadvantage with space, "Kind of reminds of Wrestle Mania 2000."
"Hey, freak show…" Hogan roared, Peter gestured with his head, "You are going nowhere…I got you for three minutes, three minutes of play time!" That last comment caused Spiderman's eyes to twitch. A bell rings and the fight begins. Crusher does his usual roaring thing getting the crowd hyped.
Spider-Man swallows, hovers at the edge of the ring, "This guy is terrifying."
Roaring again, louder, expecting Spider-Man to lunge at him. Spider-Man scratches the back of his head not sure on what to do. The Crowd cheers wildly, calling for Spider-Man's immediate destruction. Hogan is happy to oblige, hurls himself across the ring, three hundred pounds of brute force.
Spider-Man's wide white eyes pop even wider and whiter. At the last second, he leaps, straight up into the air. Hogan passes under him, rebounds off the ropes, and Spider-Man lands neatly on his shoulders. He grins, confidence growing, fast.
"Not a bad costume, what is that, Spandex? I used Lycra for mine and it itches like crazy. Do you know a department where it doesn't rise up to the crotch area?"
Hogan attempts to back fall, to crush Spider-Man under him, but our hero is too quick for that. He stretches out a wrist and shoots a web straight above him, to the bars at the top of the cage, twenty feet up. The web sticks there, and when Hogan drops to the canvas, he is alone.
He blinks, the wind knocked out of him. Directly above him, he sees Spider-Man, dangling upside-down from his web, miming checking his watch, "Would you look at that half passed a hair. I think the express to hairy town just left."
Fury was in him as he yelled, "What the hell are you doing up there!"
"Staying away from you by the way that's a cute outfit did your husband give it to you?"
He screams in anger and leaps to his feet to catch the boy by the ankle. Spider-Man flips over his head landing cat style on the ground Hogan charges at him. Spinning two webs back to the ceiling he flips over his head as he crashes into the ground.
"Hey, Crusher finish him off!" He grins wickedly as one of the women hands him a chair
"Spider-sense…WHOA!" Peter turns around in time ducking under a chair, Hogan misses wildly as he spins for a moment. He regains composure to see the kid in the top right cage as he says, "Maximum Spider."
"Maximum Spider…what kind of a move is that?" Hogan got his answer when he was lifted up from the ground with an uppercut, Peter knew he had to slow down enough for this to be fair so he became a little blur of red and blue Gwen saw him as if he was moving in slow motion throwing punches and kicks like no tomorrow. The crowd went silent as they heard punching kick and pained screams from Hogan.
They couldn't believe he was twirling in midair until Spider-Man comes down from twenty feet above yelling, "Hey bonehead timber!"
With the canvas beneath him, Hogan is pinned. The Crowd freaks out as flashbulbs pop. Spider-Man raises his arms, triumphantly, "Ahh…show biz…"
The crowd roared with excitement as the ref comes in counting, "1, 2, 3 that's it, that's it, WINNER!" He grabs Spiderman's arm
The announcer once again spoke into the microphone, "Ladies and Gentleman give it up for the new champion Spiderman!"
The crowd roared as they began to chant his name, now a new feeling rushed as he stuck both arms in the air being praised by the crowd, Gwen jaw dropped, "He actually did it."
It then registered, "He won, HE WON!" She along with the crowd chanted his name.
"Spider-Man, Spider-Man, Spider-Man, Spider-Man, Spider-Man!"
Upstairs the administrative offices
At the arena the promoter put a 10 100 bill into Peter's palm who is still wearing part of the costume only his mask off. Gwen was still giddy after the fight couldn't believe the turn of events.
"Now get outta here." He said as he continued counting his money
Peter was a bit baffled by this, "A 1000 bucks that's it? Hogan said 10,000 thousand!"
"Check it again, web-head. It said 10 grand for three minutes. You pinned him in two and a half. For that, I'll give you 1000, and you're lucky to get it, wise ass. You made my best fighter look like a girl out there."
Behind them, a squirrelly-looking guy slips into the office behind Gwen, hair dyed platinum blonde, "That is a load of crap now cut the bull and hand over the 9000 that's not fair, I want that money!"
The fight Promoter did not care and wanted him gone; "Are you for real kid? I missed the part where that is my problem."
Peter stares at him for a long moment, burning with rage, he wants to punch this guy right in the nose, he trembles at the conflict as his hands curl into fists, he could put him right through the wall if he wanted to but Gwen holds him back.
"Let's go, he is not worth it." He turns and leaves with the blonde
Peter and Gwen walk away down the corridor; Peter clutched the lousy 100-dollar bills, muttering under his breath as Gwen put a hand on his shoulder. They are nearly to the elevator when they hear shouts from behind.
"Hey! What the hell do you-"
They turn to see a silhouette move violently in the frosted glass window in the door to the administrative offices. The Promoter's shadow is thrown violently to the floor, while the door bangs open hard, shattering the glass, and the squirrelly-looking guy races out, clutching a canvas bag. He is a common thief.
"Help! Police! That guy stole my money!"
A cop approaches from one end of the corridor. The elevator dings as its doors start to open, and the thief takes off down the hallway toward it. The cop gives chase, calling ahead to teenagers, "Hey, you two! Stop that guy!"
"Leave it…" Gwen said
The alternate universe man knew better spins his two webs one slamming the guy towards the wall, the man groans in pain, while the other towards the bag of money giving it Gwen.
The cop arrives. "Thanks."
He places the man in handcuffs walking away, as Peter says "No problem officer."
The promoter comes rushing out of the office, a large red welt growing on his cheek, "Nice going kid now hand over my money."
"First things first, pay me what you owe me on top of another 10,000 for stopping that guy."
"What!" The promoter couldn't believe what he was hearing
"You are a dirty businessman and I won't be cheated out of my earning." Peter confronted him, "So unless you want me to web you to that wall and walk away with this money pay me what you owe me!"
The promoter ground his teeth fist clenching and unclenching, "Fine."
It was 8 when they were outside of the arena Peter walks away satisfied with $20,000 in hand. Before the two got any further Peter turns around and says, "May no one come through these doors again."
Gwen was perplexed at this but didn't say anything as they walked in silence, Gwen with keen eyes looks to see two men, "Hey isn't that your uncle's car?"
Peter looks up indeed it was Ben car and he was with someone masking up he runs towards, the two men are unaware as Peter jumps from half from the street to a nearby building. Peter sees the gun pulls it off the hand of the robber who is none of other than, 'Flint Marko the Sandman.'
"Hey, gunslinger you know you were pointing it in the wrong direction right?"
"I'll take it from thank you very much." Ben hushes his nephew. He turns to the man, "Look sir just go home be with your family."
An image of Flint daughter comes towards his mind, "Wait a minute how do you need?"
"Wha…"
"Your daughter she's sick isn't she?"
Flint was taken aback, "Look we all make bad choices, your desperate father in need how much?"
"I…I…5,000."
Peter takes the stash splitting it 50/50, Gwen arrives wondering what was going on "Take 10 and stop with these robberies you look like a decent man, not a criminal."
"I…I don't know what to say." Flint takes the money
"Thank you for starters and your welcome," Gwen stated
A single tear slides down his cheek, he wipes it away "Thank you, you don't know how much this means to me. How can I repay you?"
"Get yourself a decent job," Ben said
"I promise you one day I will repay you for this kindness, this money will help pay for my daughter's medicine." Flint thanks them once more walking away with cash in pocket
Ben patted his nephew back, "You did well today Peter, that man life will be changed forever."
"It is better not to repay evil with evil who knows what would have happened if we just told him no or even worse if starts robbing a bank? I would rather let him take some money then do something worse in the future."
Ben chuckled, "You did well tonight Peter, I'm proud of you."
"Oh by the way…" He spins a web pulling Gwen towards him caressing her cheek, Gwen blushes a shade of red "Uncle Ben meet Gwen Stacy, Gwen my Uncle Ben Parker."
"Pleasure to meet you, Mr. Parker." Gwen sticks out her hand red in the tint
"Pleasure all mine little lady." Ben shakes her hand with a knowing grin
Parker Resident 11:59 PM
Aunt May couldn't believe it Peter had won the prize money sure he gave half the money towards a man who daughter was sick which was good it proved that they were raising a selfish less boy.
The split was 3000 for Peter 7000 for the two elderly to pay the bills, once everything was settled down Peter was smiling at his aunt, "See I told you I would hold back."
"I'm sorry Peter I've should have trusted with this thing a bit."
"Water under the bridge," Peter said hugging his young looking aunt
"You certainly gave me quite a scare though." Aunt May confessed, "So what are you going to do now?"
'Just like Peter in the comics after he learned that with great power comes great responsibility, I'll be the Spider-Man.' He took a breath, "I'm going to use these powers to help people under the guise of Spider-Man."
Before anything else happened the door was rapidly knocked on the door was heard, the trio looked at each other they were not expecting company. Peter went and answered.
"Hello…Cindy, what are you doing here?"
Cindy made no response her head was down, she had a back pack filled with some stuff as well as luggage.
"What's with the luggage?"
When she looked up Peter eyes widen, her eyes were red and puffy, "Peter…"
She dropped her bags glomping him she buried her face in his neck, she sobbed. He wrapped his arms around her, "What happened?"
She shook her head, she was in no mood talk about it. Peter held her tightly rubbing her back, what on earth happened?
LXD: Alright chapter 4 edited and done