Chapter Four: …Comes Great Responsibility
Peter ran down the street and then he dived into an alley.
Once he was in the alley he tore off his clothes and put on his spider-man costume, then he climbed up a nearby building and began to swing after the police cars. At first Peter had a hard time swinging and almost fell a few times, but his desire for revenge kept him going, and he eventually got the hang of it.
It started to rain hardly.
Peter never complained about the cold that night, he never felt it.
Peter's blood ran hot with dreams of revenge.
Peter was a few yards behind that long line of police cars, Peter gained speed and began to swing past the cars and he saw it.
Uncle Bens Ford ahead of all the police cars
'That's it!' Peter thought.
After about an hour, Uncle Bens Ford came to an abandoned factory. The robber was so far ahead that he actually had time to get out of the car and run into the factory. Peter couldn't see what the robber looked like; it just looked like a black silhouette.
"Something about him is… familiar" Peter said.
When the police and Peter caught up to the building Peter climbed up a nearby building. The Police had the whole place surrounded in less then five minutes. But Peter knew that they were never getting in, after all he had a gun and he could easily snipe them from a window without fear of getting shot.
"Its up to me now!" Peter said, then he swung over a group of cops toward the building.
"What the hell is that?" Peter heard a cop say.
"Tarzan?" Another cop said.
Peter crashed through a window of the factory.
The factory was dark and there were rats and cob-webs everywhere. Peter was on the third floor, which was the top floor, and there was no one there.
Peter grabbed onto the ceiling with his arms and legs and began to crawl quietly toward the stairs.
Peter made it to the second floor and then he saw it.
There wasn't just one robber, there were six! And anyone of them could be Uncle Ben's killer. Peter crawled over to the shadows.
"I told 'ya it was a good idea to set up our base in this smelly old sock factory" one said.
"Yeah the cops will never get us now! Especially since I put all that heavy machinery in behind of the front door!"
The robbers laughed and laughed and Peter noticed that they were all armed with pistols and one had a shotgun.
Peter's spider-man costume was dripping water onto the floor making a loud PLOP.
"What was that?" One said.
Suddenly all the robbers saw Peter and they pointed there guns at him.
"Uh, nice place…" Peter stammered.
They all fired.
Peter's spider-sense kicked in and all he had to do was detach from the ceiling to dodge them all.
They all fired again and peter leapt over them and he landed on the head of one of the robbers, knocking him out.
"Hey hold still… so we can shoot you!" One shouted. Peter fired webs the shotgun and he pulled on the web-line, pulling the shotgun right from out of his hands.
"Hey!" The robber said.
Peter did the matrix to dodge more incoming bullets then leapt across the room again.
'Holly Cow! I never knew I was so fast!' Peter thought.
Peter fired webs at another robber's gun and pulled, pulling it from out of his hands. Peter continued to do that until they were all disarmed.
One robber ran out of the room, and came back with an armful of baseball bats.
The robbers took them all and started to run up the stairs toward Peter.
Peter fired webs at one of the robbers, totally hog-tying him, and he fell over twisting and turning on the ground.
"What is this stuff?" He said.
One robber threw his bat at Peter at he didn't dodge it and it hit him in the face.
"Ouch!" Peter said.
A robber ran up to him at swung his bat at Peters face, Peter caught it and twisted the robbers arm with his right hand, then punched him in the face with his left hand.
Peter beat up two more robbers and the final robber ran upstairs grabbing the shotgun off the ground.
"Where does he think he's going?" Peter said running toward the stairs.
Peter ran up toward the third floor and the robber was waiting for him with his shotgun pointed at his face. "Die freak!" He said.
He was about to pull the trigger but Peter quickly fired webs into the barrel of the gun clogging it so the bullet wouldn't fire.
"Hey!" the robber yelled in confusion, pulling the trigger like crazy.
Peter took this opportunity to punch him in the face. The robber fell over and Peter picked him up by the sleeve and was horrified by what he saw. It was the robber that he let get away in the fighting arena. "Y-you killed my Uncle" Peter said.
"Hey… please don't kill me… give me another chance!" The robber begged.
"What about my Uncle! Did you give him another chance?" Peter said.
Peter threw the robber out the window and as he was falling he shot a web-line at his foot and he was hanging there, Peter tied the other end of the web to the window. And with that, Peter jumped out the window and swung away.
--The Next Morning--
Peter sat on his bed staring out the window. "Uncle Ben…" Peter said his eyes tearing up, "It's my fault your dead, it's all my fault your dead."
"I used my powers for personal game… but they are a gift and I should have been using them for justice… but it's to late now…"
Its not to late… it's never to late… Uncle Ben's voice boomed inside Peters mind.
Peter suddenly understood what he must do.
"I must become a super-hero like bat-man or super-man and I must save and help people." Peter said.
"With Great Power… Comes Great Responsibility"
Thats Chapter Four... now that thats over we can finally get to the super-villians! The next chapter will be featureing the first Super-Villian! from now on Im going to be posting when i update both my stories on my profile! I will do my best to make sure I update on the day I say I will! It may be a day earlier or later. REVIEW!