Chapter Five: Death From Above
It's been two months since the death of Ben Parker. And ever since his death, a new hero has been watching over New York, stopping robberies, saving people from muggings and letting the thugs no that there's a new protector of New York City…
… Spider-man!
Spider-man has earned the nickname: The Amazing Spider-man.
But Peter Parker, the man behind the mask is still grieving for the loss of his Uncle Ben, the closest thing he ever had to a father.
--Trask Industries--
"I've finally done it!" Adrian Toomes shouted.
"Done what?" Trask asked walking into the room.
Trask Industries was rivals of Osborn Industries. There rivalry started when they were in Middle School, Norman Osborn and Trask competed in EVERYTHING. And now thirty years later, there rivalry has turned into a deep hatred for each other.
Trask will do anything to shut Osborn down. He's blackmailed some of his scientist, he's paid gangsters to threaten some of his scientist, and he's even bribed some too work for him.
Adrian was one of those people. Adrian was an old man at least in his sixties he had a wrinkled face a bald head.
He was once Norman Osborn's chief scientists but Trask bribed him too work for him. Adrian accepted, and then Norman replaced him with Otto Octavious.
"What have you done? Have you finally finished that invention you've been working on for four years now?" Trask asked.
"Yes I've created the ability to fly!" He shouted.
"What!?" exclaimed Trask.
"You see… the electro magnetic wave lengths of this device allow me to defy gravity thus allowing me to fly!" Adrian said.
"What does it look like?" Trask asked.
Adrian pulled out a small capsule filled with glowing orange liquid.
"So do you like… drink it?" Trask asked.
"No, all you half to do is press the button of the top, then keep it in you pocket at all times!" Adrian said.
"S.H.I.E.L.D. will pay you a fortune for this!" Adrian laughed.
"Yes… well, you see…" Trask stammered.
"What?" Adrian asked.
"Well I'm afraid you haven't really been pulling you weight around here…" Trask said Turing around.
"What are you saying!?" Adrian asked a hint of anger in his voice.
"Well…" Trask started.
"WELL WHAT STOP STAMMERING?" Adrian yelled.
"You're fired, Adrian Toomes!" Trask said.
All was silent for a moment.
"Fired? Why?" Adrian asked.
"You haven't been pulling your weight… I'm sorry" Trask said.
Trask walked out of the room, leaving the shocked Adrian alone in the room.
'I swear he'll pay for this!' Adrian thought.
--Streets of New York--
Peter swung through the city looking for anyone in danger, but Peter new nothing was wrong because he learned that his Spider-sense could sense danger.
"Man, Its hard being Spider-man, keeping up in school AND making sure Aunt May doesn't find out!" Peter said silently.
Over the past two months he had learned to swing better.
Suddenly, Peters Spider-sense went crazy and peter heard an explosion about a mile away.
"Uh-Oh, looks like there's some trouble!" Peter said
Peter quickly turned around in mid-air, and then he swung in the direction of the explosion.
When he arrived he saw Adrian Toomes dressed in a green bird costume. The man had a bag of money. Peter swooped down and landed softly on the street. Adrian saw him and frowned.
"So… making a deposit?" Peter joked.
"Spider-man, I knew you'd try and stop me!" Adrian said.
"So are you going to hand over the money or do I half to take it from you Old Man!" Peter said walking closer to him.
"No… I think I'm going to fly!" Adrian said.
The Old man flew up about a story in the air looking down on Peter laughing.
Peter swung up close to him, "And who are you supposed to be?"
"I am… the Vulture!" The Vulture said.
"Well that's creative!" Peter said sarcastically.
The Vulture flew of at an incredible speed. Peter swung after him and as he swung he shot webs at the Vulture.
The Vulture turned around and flew straight at Peter. Peter didn't move in time and the Vulture stuck him and he fell and landed on a rooftop of a building.
"Ow…"
"C'mon! Don't tell me you're going to go down that easily!" Vulture laughed before he started to fly away. Peter quickly got to his feet and swung after Vulture. Peter got close to Vulture, and he let go of his web lunging at the old man.
Peter grabbed onto him. "Hey, get the hell off me!" Vulture yelled trying to knock Peter off. Peter was secretly steering him toward a building. But Vulture knocked Peter off him and he again fell and landed on a rooftop.
"How Pathetic…" Vulture said flying away.
Peter lay motionless on the rooftop.
Ok, from now on I'm going to try and update every week. It will either be on Friday or Sunday.