The surprise visitor flicked his wrists forward with two fingers pressing on his palms, firing two thin but wide streams of weblike material that split into four from his wrists at the speakers. They stuck to their backs and the mystery man yanked, pulling the four important school faculty members onto the top of the stage covering.

"See, that's gonna be you guys," the bug man said, "except there will be a lot more webbing and you won't be saying 'thank you.'"

"Who are you, insect hoo-man?" the leader of the mole men asked.

The insect hoo-man shot another web line at a mole man's head and yanked him into the air. He leapt twenty feet out to deliver a dual kick to the chest that sent the mole man flying into the first row of the stands. He twisted around mid air and used another beam to pull himself toward a second one, driving his knee into his stomach and knocking it out after all the damage Kim had dealt. He turned to the other two mole men and opened his arms. "Who am I?" he chuckled, turning to Kim who was still surprised and confused. "Can you believe these guys, 'who are you, hurr durr durr'-" he cleared his throat and fell into a very original fighting stance. "I am your worst nightmare." He fell out of stance and tapped his chin. "Or maybe that was Batman? Ah!" He reached into a pocket of his jumpsuit and pulled out a red and blue business card with a black spider on it. "This will tell you all about it-"

"No more talking!" the leader barked, swiping at the man. Kim engaged the other mole man and took him down with one grappling attack. The man finally had enough playing with the leader and snap kicked the sword out of his hands. He redirected a punch and countered with his own, snapping his nose. Black blood gushed from the leader's nose.

"It's like a pale, hard tomato where there's black-" the mysterious stranger stopped himself. "It's not like a tomato."

He caught a punch and returned his own, blowing three or four teeth right out of the guy's mouth.

"Wow, Kim, you really did a number on these guys, didn't you?" he asked, following with an elbow strike to the cheek. He flipped back and attached two weblines to the leader's chest. He yanked forward in mid air, breaking most of the man's ribs as he donkey kicked them. The leader fell onto the ground, slack jawed and holding his upper stomach from pain. The bug man flipped back onto the stage and quickly carried the hostages and Ron off the stage and into the grass. "He turned to Kim and made a casual salute. "It looks like you've got it from here, so I think I'll just go now-"

Kim darted forward and grabbed him by the jumpsuit over his throat. "Who are you and why are you here?"

"I'm the good guy." He gently took her hands and released them from his suit, whipping around and firing a webline to the top of the stadium. He dropped a business card into the hands of the vigilante chasing him, She barely missed grabbing his ankle. "Your friendly neighborhood Spider Man," she heard him say calmly with a hint of playfulness before rocketing into the city on a webline. She stared in his direction for a brief second, confused and a little insulted. Her communicator beeped again. She looked down with further confusion. It wasn't her usual contact.

"What's the sitch, Betty Director?" she said.

"Do not let him get away," a stern female voice said over the communicator.

"But why? Who even is this guy?" she asked. "And what about the mole men and Ron?"

"Global Justice Network will take care of them," she said with a desperate tone. "I want you to get that spider and bring him to me."

Kim grimaced and pulled out a grappling hook. She fired it and it latched onto the top of the stadium. She yanked herself forward, landing on the stadium's edge. She looked down the street, watching Spider Man swing from building to building on his weblines. "I want details."

"You're not ready to-"

"You're asking me to chase and detain a potential superhero," she said, attaching her hook to the side of a building and swinging herself like she did this all the time. "Either you tell me, or he gets away. I don't technically work for you, remember?"

Kim heard silence over the phone. "Alright," the Director said with a hint of arrogance, "but I must warn you, learning about the other groups will put you in their watch."

"Oh, look at that," she said, following the unknowing Spider Man around the corner. She watched with awe as he ran sideways across a building and zipped toward the tall building at the end of the block. He landed on a cement walls and got onto his hands and knees, beginning to climb it like a real spider. "He's turning the corner! I can't see him-"

"Why must you be so difficult?" Betty snapped. "Listen up, because I'm only going to tell you this once."

"My ears are open," Kim said, landing less gracefully on the wall and holding the communicator between her shoulder and ear. She tapped her shoes twice and little suction cups popped out from the toe, sticking to the wall like Spider Man. She pulled a second hook out of her pocket and started climbing the bumpy and jagged architecture, quickly following the spider up the building.

"The Global Justice Network was created during the early days of the World War Two to initially combat the Axis Powers. We were under the council of the most powerful individuals of the world at the time and our mission was black and white: defeat Hitler, save the world, let nobody know about it. As you know, around that time there was a boom of unexpected and random events and mutations, leading to some of the Western world's most famous," she paused. "Super powered individuals."

"Uh huh," Kim said, "get to the point."

"Back in 1999," Betty said with aggravation, "an evil organization by the name of H.Y.D.R.A instigated a war against the world using these individuals for the purpose of world domination. This put some of the newly revered 'super powered individuals' in the category they belonged, as hundreds to thousands of these mutants formed ranks toward a new world order. We quickly discovered that we could not handle it alone and needed to come up with a contingency plan."

"I feel like this is one of theses 'Answers' posts where I have to click 'next' nineteen times to read what the Facebook post was promoting," Kim said dryly. "Get to the point."

"Some of the old farts on the same council that formed us proposed to the board of directors that we would use mutants of our own to fight H.Y.D.R.A," Betty said. "The board voted on it and lost the election, five to four. Freaks like the Wolverine, Captain America, the Hulk for God's sake, were allied with our organization and we wiped out H.Y.D.R.A after a bloody, drawn out war. The directors who voted yes to the mutant initiative in the first place did not want to disband the program despite the clear logic that it was mutants who allowed the terrorist organization to exist in the first place, so under the direction of Tony Stark, better known as Iron Man, and the G.J.N director Nick Fury, who actually served on the board at the same time as I, left G.J.N to form their own organization that freely uses the mutant scourge toward their own goals of protecting the innocent; they are blind to realize the danger they are placing the world in and thus we must stop them."

"And…" Kim said, "I'm almost to the top, please try to finish."

"Stark and Fury invented S.H.I.E.L.D on the east coast a year later and with their Avengers Initiative, they now have over one thousand mutants among their ranks, among humans," Betty said, her voice starting to rise in anger. "Spider Man is one of their operatives and if we don't stop them soon, the mutants will rise and H.Y.D.R.A's new name will be S.H.I.E.L.D."

"Kinda figured that one out from what you told me," Kim said, watching Spider Man crawl onto the ceiling, "but why do you want me to capture this guy? It seems kind of strange to pick up a random agent- if S.H.I. is here now, shouldn't we be looking for the base?"

"He has information on him that rightly belongs to us, some of which may lead us directly to S.H.I.E.L.D's headquarters on the east coast completely undetected," she said sternly. "Bring him to us alive and trust me, there will be no more problems."

"But this one just saved the lives of six people," Kim said.

"How many lives has Shego taken? Or Dr. Drakken? Monkey Fist? That amphibian scrub Ron fights?" Betty said, "you and I both know we'd be better off without them."

Kim heard static as she hopped onto the top of the building, seeing Spider Man waiting with his arms crossed, turned away from her. She put away her communicator and grappling hooks. She wasn't sure how to approach this; she wasn't the type to capture others, especially those who helped her. "You're pretty good at swinging," Spider Man said with a very snarky tone, "I've gotta step up my game. What's bothering you that you came all this way to find me, the famed and revered Kim Possible?"

"Something doesn't quite add up," Kim said, "but I'm going to get to the bottom this. I apologize for now, and I promise I'll make it up to you."

Spider Man turned around and he bent backward, leaning under a punch that would have really hurt. "Wow, what? Way to make a proper introduction!" he exclaimed, kicking the inside of her leg and sliding in between them. He shot a beam of web at her back but she flipped backward, spinning around to deliver a powerful spin kick to Spider Man's right temple. "That's gonna leave a bruise," he said, continuing to block and dodge. "Keep hitting me like that, you'll have to call me the Brown Recluse." He continued to backpedal, dodging strikes left and right before hitting the edge of the building. "I'm gonna have to think on that," he said, leaping back and arching forward as if she had actually hit him. He gave her a thumb up before shooting a web at her pocket, ripping out the grappling hooks. "So… seeya!" he said cheerily, swinging away into the city horizon faster than she could follow without her hooks that were dangling on the side of an opposite building. "Just open that hatch in the roof!" he shouted. "It's an emergency exit so you'll have to move fast if you- eh, you got it!"

Kim felt anger boil from her feet to her head as she slowly made it to the bottom floor of the sprawling office building. She crankily made it back to the university stadium and caught up with Ron and Peter among the few hundred students who came back to hear the rest of the commencement ceremony. The speakers were shouting about school spirit, rankings, expectations, etcetera. She let out a sigh of relief and sat down under the overbearing sun, sitting right next to Peter. Ron's smile flickered for a second. "It's about time you got back!" Ron said. "Sorry for leaving you, Ron! I was going to do this by myself-"

"How about we go out tonight for Bueno Nacho and all is forgiven," Kim said bluntly.

"Deal," Ron said with a wide grin, high fiving Rufus who sat on his thigh. "I have a bunch of coupons for the 3-for-2 sale on poutine nachos, if you're into that. What am I saying? Of course you'll love it. They even have the new circular booths for two there so we can spin around the restaurant. I'm already hungry!"

Kim looked up at Peter who was attentively watching. "Do you want to come with us?"

Ron's smile flickered again. "B-but Kim, the coupons-"

"Peter's new to the area, the state, heck the region," Kim said. "Let's just show him around the city a little bit, to make him feel at home."

"I would like that a lot, actually," Peter said in his usual cool and collected demeanor. "There's surely enough nacho for all of us."

"But it's nacho apology meal," Ron said, half laughing.

Kim rolled her eyes. "Ron-"

"Well that's nacho decision, now is it?" Peter said, sounding a tad snarkier.

"We'll have a great time," Kim said as the rest of the students started clapping for the end of the commencement ceremony, "but first, I still have to meet with my roommates and move my stuff in."

"I'll go with you then," Ron said quickly, standing up with Kim.

"Why don't you come too, Peter?" Kim said, making Ron scowl. "I could show you around campus too."

"I think I'll just meet you guys there," Peter said, feeling his cellphone vibrating. "I have to take a call."

Ron grinned. "Alright, see you later," he said, watching Peter pick up the phone and walk out of the stadium.

"Hello?" Peter said, turning the corner out of the stadium and walking back into the city streets.

"I see you've already gotten yourself into some trouble," a stern, deep and powerful voice of a leader said over the phone with a level of gravitas that grabbed Peter's full attention. "It hasn't even been a week, Parker- not that I'm surprised."