So here is Chapter 2 of The Spectacular Spider-Girl. For those of you who are reading, I hope you enjoy it. Obvious disclaimer, I don't own Spider-Man, Marvel, or any of its Characters.

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Chapter 2

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Mary Jane felt exhausted as she came back to the world of the living. Her head was foggy and she felt stiff, like she had just finished a particularly intense workout. As her eyes flutter open she realizes she's in a hospital. Looking over she sees Flash sitting next to her, his head resting in his hands.

"Hey Flash." She croaks out, her mouth really dry.

"Mary Jane!" He gasps, "Oh thank God!" He jumps up and gently grasps one of her hands in his own. "How are you feeling?"

"A little stiff and probably psychologically scarred for life but okay." She jokes. "What happened?"

"I was so scared, they wouldn't stop biting you. I started to stomp on them you know, get them away from you and to stop attacking you. Then a couple of the scientists there came and started screaming at me to stop and that those spiders were worth millions of dollars." Flash scowls as he remembers how angry he was at them.

"What happened next?"

"Well I told them they shouldn't worry so much about the millions the spiders' were worth and worry about the billions of dollars they were going to lose after you and your parents dropped a law suit on them. Well that shut them up pretty quickly." Flash chuckles, and so does Mary Jane.

"Anyway, while this was going on Parker and that Connors guy got the rest of the spiders away from you. Your skin it was this bright red color and you kept thrashing about and then suddenly you stopped. Connors checked you and… and he said you didn't have a pulse. He started CPR while somebody else called an ambulance. You… you died though…" Flash chokes up a bit at this.

"Hey, I'm right here aren't I? I'm right here and I'm fine… I am fine right?" She asks suddenly very nervous.

"Yeah… yeah you're fine." He says wiping his eyes.

"No hideous scars or disfigurements?" She asks halfway joking and halfway serious.

"No."

"No creepy extra limbs or extra eye balls?" She jokes and it gets a real smile out of him and even a little laugh. "Don't laugh, those were genetically altered super spiders, who knows what could have happened." She teases.

"No, no new body parts, just a couple of bandages and you're still as beautiful as always." After he says this he kisses her forehead.

"Okay so no freaky mutations, that's good. So I just died… temporarily, what happened next?"

"I… I… didn't know what to do, so I just kind of held you. Then Connors got up and ran to another room and then he came back with a giant needle and some kind vial of something."

"How big was the needle?" Not sure if she wants the answer to that question.

"Let's just say it's probably a good thing you weren't awake to see it." He shakes his head. "Anyway, he pushes me away and then he started to cut open your shirt, at first I thought he was just some kind of pedo-necro-freak just trying to cop a feel, so I tried to stop him, but he shoved me out of the way and he shouted that he was trying to save you. By the way, dude was strong for a one armed science geek," Mary Jane rolls her eyes but otherwise doesn't comment. "Any way, he then had Parker help him fill the syringe with the liquid that was in the vial and then he…"

"Then he what?"

"I'm not sure if I should tell you, I mean isn't it enough that you're here and that you're fine?"

"Oh come on Flash, you can't leave me hanging like this." She begs him, kind of engrossed in the story now. This day would make a fantastic scene in the autobiographical movie of her life when she was older and a well-established, world famous, actress.

"Well he… he took the needle and stabbed it directly into your heart."

Mary Jane's eyes widen and then she looks down her hospital gown down at her chest and sure enough there's a little bandage right over where her heart would be. "Wow…"

"Yeah, I know."

"I mean I've seen that kind of thing on a medical dramas before but…"

"Yeah, so have I and let me tell you now, not nearly as cool to see in real life as it is on TV. Anyway, after he did that you sat up super-fast, your eyes were wide and blood shot and you were gasping for breath, and you kept looking around wildly. I was… I… you were alive and I was so relieved, I called out to you and then you kind of looked at me for a moment, like you were a million miles away and then you fainted. I started to freak out again but Connors assured me that you were just unconscious and then the paramedics arrived and I rode with you to the hospital and well… here we are."

"So how long have I been here?" She asks.

"Just a couple of hours, the doctors didn't think you would actually wake up for a couple of days. Anyway, they took some blood to run some tests on it, but that's it. You pretty much stabilized on the way here to the hospital."

"And…" She doesn't want to ask because no matter the answer it's just going to hurt. "Where are my parents?" She asks softly.

Flash scowls. "They've called your home a couple of times but no answer. It's partially why I've been able to wait with you even though I'm not family."

Mary Jane shrugs her shoulders like it doesn't bother her that her parents aren't answering, in all honesty she should be used to it with an abusive ass hole like her father and a drunk like her mother. Still they are her parents and it does hurt. "You're here, that's enough." She tells him and she squeezes his hand affectionately.

"Hey you know, if you play your cards right you could probably get Mr. Richardson to give you an A for the rest of the semester, he was the one who insisted on this field trip in the first place." Flash suggests, hoping to cheer his girlfriend up.

Mary Jane giggles.

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"Are you sure you won't stay the night, it might be a good idea." Flash suggests as he assists Mary Jane up from her wheel chair as she exits the hospital.

"I'm perfectly fine and I'm not going to stay here over night. I just want to go home and I really don't see the need for this wheelchair either." She says scowling at the nurse who was walking them out.

"Sorry kid, hospital policy. But for what it's worth, your blood tests came back normal. Other than a few bite marks that'll heal up in a couple days you should be perfectly fine, like it never happened." The nurse says. "That being said if you feel off or anything you get back here immediately."

"I'm fine I won't-"

"If something comes up she'll be right back." Flash interrupts her.

The nurse chuckles and wishes them well as Flash takes her arm and leads her to his car.

"I'm not an invalid you know?" she reminds him, getting a little annoyed with being treated like she is made of glass.

Flash groans in frustration. After waking up Mary Jane had put up with him and the doctors worrying about her for all of five minutes before she became this impenetrable wall of "I'm fine."

"I watched you get swarmed by mutant spiders and then die before seeing a one armed mad scientist stab you in the heart to bring you back to life. I get it, you say you're okay and I believe you but it was still really scary to see so would you please just let me take care of you, at least for a while? Please?"

Mary Jane doesn't say anything but she does lean a little closer into Flash. She could see where he was coming from, if their situations had been reversed she would have been a nervous wreck around him, constantly worrying about whether or not he was okay. So if it would help put him at ease she could let him play the doting protective boyfriend for a while, it's not like she would be getting that kind of care at home in any way.

"Alright, you win." She says with a long suffering sigh.

"Oh don't look so put out." Flash teases. "I've basically volunteered to be your faithful manservant until you feel better. So enjoy."

The two of them share a brief kiss before Flash escorts her to his car. "So where to?" Flash asks.

"Actually I am kind of tired, do you think you could drop me off at home. I'm kind of exhausted and I'd like to go to sleep." She had been feeling fine but all of a sudden she had gotten extremely tired.

"Sure thing." Mary Jane hears him say before she drifts off to sleep.

When she woke up it was to Flash gently shaking her awake. He offered to carry her inside but she just waved him off, telling him that she would see him tomorrow. As she goes inside she is extremely grateful to see her father passed out on the couch with her mother nowhere to be seen.

She is so tired right now and all she wants to do is sleep. As she stumbles upstairs she is struck by a sudden bout of nausea and ends up throwing up all over the floor. She shakily leans against the wall as she empty's the content of her stomach and then suddenly her chest is struck with a piercing pain.

'Oh god, I should have stayed in the hospital!" She thinks as she clutches her chest. She manages to stumble into her room before collapsing to the floor. She tries to call out for help but her voice is caught in her throat and all that comes out is a mangled whimper. She reaches for her cell phone, to call 911 or Flash or someone, anyone, but when she feels her pocket she finds that it's empty. Her phone must have fallen out in Flash's car.

She crawls forward to her bed and manages to crawl onto it, before throwing up one last time. As she lays there in her own vomit, she gives off one last whimper before she falls unconscious.

As Mary Jane Watson lay there, she and the rest of the world were unaware of the final changes going through her body as the gamma irradiated venom of the spiders altered her DNA. Mary Jane had always been fit, but now every last trace of fat disappeared. Her flat and smooth stomach now gaining a toned six pack, her arms and thighs and calf muscles all gaining more definition. Her pretty and fiery red hair, now gaining an almost otherworldly sheen to it. The already beautiful young girl was slowly transforming into a goddess. Her body losing any imperfections that it had once had, tightening and toning itself to perfection. She was slowly becoming super human, a perfect predator. And those were just the visible changes. The spider venom altering her in other, less obvious ways. And within a few short hours, Mary Jane's transformation was complete.

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She was in danger.

That was the first thought that entered Mary Jane's mind as she regained consciousness. That immediate sense of danger is what caused her eyes to snap open and as she does it's just in time to see her father reach out and grab her by her hair, yanking her up and slamming her into a wall.

"You little bitch, look at the mess you've made!" His red face is screaming at her, the smell of alcohol on his breath is smothering, making it hard to breathe. However if she hadn't been so shocked by the way she had been woken up and if she had been focusing and her mind clear she would have realized that despite the physicality of it all, her father's actions didn't actually hurt her. Not the hair pull, or the way he slammed her into the wall, or even the way he was gripping her arm as he held her in place.

"What… Daddy, I…" She looks around the room confused, her father filling her field of vision, but she is also able to see her mother standing in the doorway looking on blankly. "What's going on?" She asks, voice quivering.

She had seen her father this angry before, and unless she wanted another beating she was going to have to figure out a way to calm him down.

"What's going on is you threw up all over my hallway, all over my house! You make this disgusting mess and then just leave it there like some kind of animal!" He screams, "I stepped in it, I fucking stepped in it you little bitch! Do you have any idea how disgusting that is!?"

"I- I'm sorry daddy… I… didn't… I got-" However she is interrupted by what happens next. He raises his hand high and swings it toward her face as fast and as hard as he can, but instead of the usual blur, followed by the painful sting and throb of when this usually happens, something else occurred.

He was moving so slow, like he wasn't really, but he was all the same. She knew it was happening at full speed but it was like watching it in slow motion. And in her head… there was a ringing in her head, some kind of voice screaming at her to move. But how, how could she move, how could she avoid this? And just as suddenly it came to her, a flash in her head, some kind of natural instinct talking to her, showing her what to do. She wasn't sure how, but suddenly she knew. She just knew, what to do and how to move to avoid the slap.

And so she does, she ducks down to her knees, faster than she had ever moved before and before she could even blink, she continues to follow her instincts and punches up with all of her might. She watches in horror and amazement as her fist connects with her father's jaw, before he could even finish the follow through of his own attack and he goes sailing through the air. She could hear the bone crack and break under the power of her swing. There is a loud thud as he hits the wall with a crash, before he slides to the floor in a heap.

And as soon as it's over it's as if she's back in the real world, everything moving at normal speed, with her father now unconscious across the room, her mother by his side, holding him and screaming. Mary Jane stares at her hands in awe, not quite believing what had just happened. Had she just done that, no, this couldn't be real, there was no way that she could have just done what she had. But the evidence was there, she had seen it happen, she had done it.

She looks to her parents, her father not moving, her mother sobbing and screaming and suddenly Mary Jane feels sick, she had hurt her father, she had hit him. Never mind that he had been about to hurt her, she had hit her daddy and it all came crashing down on her.

"Daddy!" She gasps taking a step forward to move to his side, but her mother swings at her and holds him protectively.

"Get away from him you freak! Get out of our house, get out, get out!" Her mother turns her attention back to her father. "What did she do to you!? What has she done!? Oh my poor, poor, Philip!" She wails. She turns and glares at her daughter, her eyes bloodshot with alcohol and grief, "GET OUT!" She screams one final time and so Mary Jane, never so scared in her life, spider incident excluded, takes off and into the night.

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Mary Jane was in tears as she walked through the city at night. She had hurt her daddy, no, she had defended herself. She had done nothing wrong, he was about to hurt her and so she had defended herself… and for that her mother had kicked her out. She was shivering and hugging herself, she felt cold, but she knew it was more out of shock than the weather, which was fairly warm right now. What happened back there and how had she done it?

The last thing she remembered was feeling sick and in pain and crawling to her room. She had lost her phone and she wasn't able to call for help and she had thought she had been dying, and then she lost consciousness. And then she had been awoken by her father, and knowing she had been in danger… she reacted.

But she had been in danger before, her father was not a kind man… so why had this time been different? She had never hit anyone before, let alone punch her father across a room, so why now? She shakes her head and tries to calm herself down. She needed to get to Flash, she needed her boyfriend. She could freak out about things later, right now she needed to get off the streets.

The Thompson's lived in a nice neighborhood and were a good family who had always been very kind to her. She knew they would help her and take her in, unfortunately for her, she lived in a rather rough part of the city, and it wasn't safe for anyone, let alone a teenage girl to be walking alone at night.

And just as the thought crosses her mind her worst fears are confirmed and she sees two rough looking guys jump off a stoop she had just walked past and begin to walk behind her. She could feel their eyes crawling over her, violating her as they checked her out. Cat-calling her as they do so. She picks up her speed and all but runs to get away from them and she hears them laugh as she does so.

"C'mon baby, we'll be nice!"

"Yeah, you look like you could use a friend!"

She doesn't care anymore, she's really afraid now and so she takes off in a dead sprint.

"Hey where do you think you're going?"

"Get her!"

She can hear them give chase, she turns a corner and then hoping to lose them ducks into an alley. However as she does so she bumps into a trash can, it and its contents falling to the ground in a loud clatter.

She hears one of them call out that she's down the alley and she begins to cry harder, she runs down the alley way and turns a corner and to her horror finds that it's a dead end. She's trapped and she knew what was going to happen next. This wasn't fair, this wasn't right! She begins to pound on the wall and begins to scream for help, her heart beating furiously in her chest as the icy adrenaline of fear pumps through her body. She continues to scream and cry, she doesn't want this, she wants someone to come and save her, to make it okay, but she knows it's useless. In this city, in this area, there are no heroes.

She sees their large shadows as they slowly stalk down the alley way, getting closer and closer to her. She can hear them laughing about the fun they're about to have and so Mary Jane closes her eyes, and begs to God or whoever is listening, that someone, anyone will come and save her.

And then it happens again. A voice in the back of her mind, almost like a long forgotten instinct from time immemorial, it comes to her and it whispers to her softly, gently, one word. One simple word that seems absurd, but she listens to it anyway, and does as it instructs her.

Jump.

Mary Jane leaps with all of her might and is stunned to find that rather than the couple of inches off the ground she was expecting, she finds herself flying high into the air. She instinctually tucks herself into a flip and then reaches for the wall and in what is becoming a rather common occurrence, Mary Jane finds herself surprised once more that she is sticking to said wall.

Her heart is racing, she had just jumped what must have been easily thirty feet into the air and now she was now hanging from a wall. Not dangling from a ledge, no, she was legitimately sticking to a wall. She might have shrieked in fright if the raucous laughter of her pursuers hadn't caught her attention, and so she clamps her mouth shut and watches from the shadows above as they enter the area, not paying attention to the fact that she shouldn't be able to see everything as clearly as she does here in the dark.

"Hey where did she go?" One of them asks.

"I don't know, I could have sworn she had come down this way."

"Damn it, that was one fine piece of ass-"

Mary Jane has a hard time controlling her anger as she listens in on them talking about all of the things they would have liked to have done to her. As they start to leave, Mary Jane climbs the last few feet of the wall and up and over the railing and onto the roof. Once there she sits against the railing and brings her knees up to her chest and begins to cry once more. The events of the day finally catching up to her, from the spider attack, to what happened to her father, to just now where those two men were going to rape her, it was all too much to handle right then and so she cried. Harder than she ever had before, and she doesn't stop crying until finally exhaustion claims her and she falls asleep right there on the roof.