I'M BACK.

I am so sorry about the massive delay, let's just say I've had a case of writer's block with this story and I've been working on my own novel too, busy busy busy.

But here you go and I hope you like it! They finally meet!

Thank you so much for the reviews, follows and favourites. You give me the passion to write more of this haha :)

I raced along the rooftops, following the flurry of flashing lights. It appeared that the police cars were chasing someone and the person they were following seemed to be driving a stolen car.

My breath was pounding as I tried to focus enough on what to do, I couldn't keep running across the rooftops, I would have to jump down to street level soon if I wanted to follow them.

Suddenly out of the corner of my eye I saw something fly past. It was swinging in the air and seemed to have the same idea as me. Vigilante…I thought catching a glimpse of the red and blue suit. He was moving faster than me and if I didn't pick up the pace I would lose him.

Using my vines I landed on the sidewalk and sprinted as fast as I could, exhausted I was able to make it in time as the police cars skidded to a stop in front of an abandoned warehouse. There were loud yells as the person they were chasing abandoned the car and raced into the dark of the warehouse.

The vigilante used his web to launch himself into the warehouse after him and there were cries of frustration and anger as the police cursed him for meddling in their affairs against the law. It didn't take long for a large group to follow in after, carrying guns and torches.

Ducking behind a collapsing wall I realised the vigilante was in that warehouse and if I wanted to speak with him I would have man up and go in after him. Taking a somewhat careless chance I flew past the parked police cars ignoring frantic yells of ''Freeze!'' and ''Stop her!''

I slowed as I disappeared into the gloom of the warehouse; there were piles of boxes and broken glass everywhere creating strange shadows. It was silent and I was frightened. Where would I find him? I started to feel stupid, I was getting involved in things I shouldn't be. What if I was an annoyance while he was trying to do his job and what if the police caught me? I thought of turning back but then understood it was too risky, I would have to continue.

I froze when upstairs I heard thumps and husky voices, as though two people were fighting and one was hitting the other repeatedly off the floor. It must be him…I thought. Making my way deeper into the warehouse, I stopped at a flight of rusted metal stairs and took a deep breath. I would have to stay hidden and be on my guard.

I began to creep up the stairs until I was on the second floor, hiding in the shadows I saw in the distance two figures one of which was lying on the floor. Silently I crept closer and closer, hidden in the darkness until I could see more clearly. It was the vigilante all right, and what appeared to be the car thief. The man in the red and blue suit was pulling back the unconscious thief's sleeve and checking his wrist as though he were looking for something.

Without realising my boot clanged noisily into a metal pole which had been resting on the ground, the vigilante spun around so that he was facing my direction. ''Who are you?'' he demanded, ''show yourself!''

I was surprised to find that his voice sounded rather young; in fact it was the type of voice I had heard before. I started to panic a little, what was I going to do? What was I going to say?

''Show yourself!'' he demanded again, only this time more angrily than before. The last thing I wanted to do was make him mad, so very slowly I emerged from the shadow to stand in the moonlight that was cracking in through the smashed windows.

''Who are you and what are you doing here?'' he asked with a hint of surprise in his voice as his masked eyes rested upon me. Now is the time to be confident…I thought, I can't show any weakness.

''And who are you?'' I replied simply, after all I only knew him as the vigilante didn't he have a name or something?

He folded his arms, ''Spiderman, now answer my question,''

It all clicked into place now, the ability to swing from web and the spider on his suit, spiderman of course. I paused and racked my brain for what to say, I couldn't give him my real name and I hadn't thought of a fake name. Different plant names scrolled through my brain but it wasn't until I remembered my vines that I decided on one.

''Stinging Vine,'' I answered, feeling rather proud of myself.

''What do you think you're doing here, 'stinging vine'?'' he replied with a hint of sarcasm.

''I've come to bargain with you,'' I said, lowering my voice.

''Bargain with me?'' he spat, ''You're wasting your time,''

I cocked my head to the side and looked at him, ''You don't even know what it is yet,''

He laughed mockingly, ''Go on, enlighten me,''

''We are both the same, different from the others. I have gifts and so do you, so I propose that since I am prepared to use them, we work together,''

He paused and I could imagine a smirk beneath his mask, ''Guess what, I don't believe you and I propose that you leave me alone,''

''Wait,'' I said as he turned to go, ''we both need each other,''

Spiderman looked at me, ''and how so?''

As I thought of how to reply without giving away what had happened to me, I noticed that the unconscious man that had been lying behind him had woken. He was standing up and was armed with a gun which he was about to fire at the vigilante's head. In a split second I launched my vines in his direction, the sharp thorns piercing his chest and as I pulled them back his warm blood was over my hand. ''You need someone to watch your back,'' I stated as the thief fell dead to the ground.

Spiderman looked at me and didn't utter a word. Under his mask I could imagine a face of bewilderment as he registered what I had just done.

I felt a mass of regret, I had just killed a man but I tried to comfort myself in the fact spiderman would have been shot if I hadn't have acted quickly.

''How…did…you?'' he managed to say, glancing from me to the dead body.

''Like I said,'' I shrugged, ''we both have gifts,'' and then with added affect, ''I need your help,''

He took a while to think, ''What if I accept this…bargain?''

''We work together, watch each other's backs. We'd be more affective as a team,''

Spiderman nodded slowly realising the benefits of a crime fighting partnership, and then he stopped. ''What if I have my own reason for fighting crime, you'll get in the way,''

''I know what you're doing,'' I replied, ''you're searching for someone, I could tell by the way you checked his wrist. I can help.''

As we both stood there facing each other in the old warehouse it was apparent that I had won the argument. We would be working together from that night on, as Spiderman and the Stinging Vine.

This isn't the end don't worry, we've got action and romance to come! We can't leave them without finding out the truth about each other :-)