Spiderman unmasked! This is mainly a bunch of drabbles, some going from the people of the subway seeing Peter walking down the street, to other possible ways Mary Jane could of found out who Peter really was. Also involves some close encounters of his identity being revealed to the whole city :) I don't know why, but stories centering around this seem to hold a lot of interest to me. The size of these chapters will vary greatly, since some ideas don't involve much of a plot, making it harder to write a long chapter, while others may be larger than 10,000 words.
Just a teenager. Thats all he was. Was probably the same age of their own children. The same age of the little kids older brothers or sisters. He had short, simple brown hair, crystal blue eyes and a face with a soft complexion. He looked innocent, youthful, harmless. Maybe even a bit weak. Only, he had just stopped a fifteen car or more shuttle that was going nearly a hundred miles per hour single handedly. The passengers of the first car all knew that this was a time to remember. They were the only people in the world (except for maybe a few close friends or family maybe) who have seen the great Spiderman's face. They now had the power to become extremely rich. All they had to do was take a picture of the unconscious, unmasked body and sell it to a hungry newspaper company. But something inside them compelled to protect this young boy. Not one soul took advantage of him. They all just stared sympathetically towards him, eyeing his ripped suit, the blood seeping out of his wounds. Yes, even Spiderman bled.
The people held their breath as his eyes fluttered open. He looked dazed and confused. The passengers of the first shuttle car crowded closer to him, staring directly into his eyes. It was then when the realization struck him. A hand shakily came up to touch his face. His eyes widened with horror when his fingers touched his skin, not the spandex of his mask. His eyes worriedly scanned over every person huddled over him.
"We won't tell." One man said softly. A chorus of agreements followed the statement. The boy didn't move, still shocked with his unmasked face. I can't leave without it! Two young boys pushed through the crowd.
"We found this while you were fighting Dr. Octopus... Here you go mister... Mister Spiderman." The boy nearest to him put his hand in his pocket and pulled out the red mask. Timidly, his arm stretched out towards his hero. Peter took it from the boy gently and gave him a small smile.
"Thank you." The teenager pulled the mask over his face. He grunted as he attempted to stand up on shaky, sore legs. His muscles ached. Multiple hands shot out and grabbed his steel like biceps, stabilizing him. Not used to being touched while in costume, his first reaction was to pull away. Only, he lost his balance due to his current state of weakness.
"Easy there... You sure did put a lot of stress on your body." One woman said sternly, with a soft, grateful smile.
"I'm fine... Really... I-" Peter was cut off by a loud crash. The roof of the first shuttle car was completely ripped off. Women and children screamed, men stood paralyzed with fear. Dr. Octopus stood in the isle of the shuttle car, one of his metal tentacles hanging over the side of the drop off, in it was a screaming girl.
"MARY JANE!" Peter screamed and lurched forward, ignoring the pain. It should subside soon anyway.
"Ahh, does the itsy bitsy spider care for this girl?" The man mocked, loosening his hold on the red-haired girl, she slipped further out his grasp, getting closer to dropping towards the dark abyss below. She shrieked and clung desperately to the freaky tentacle.
"Leave her out of this! She has nothing to do with this. You found me. No need to keep her hostage any longer." Peter tried to keep his voice level, tried to reason with the insane scientist.
"How wrong you are Spiderman. You will suffer the loss of your love just as I have lost mine." The man smiled maliciously, the metal tentacle the gripped the girl opened up wide, dropping her.
"MJ! NO!" Peter didn't waste a millisecond. He leaped out of the shuttle, nearly running over a little boy. A metal tentacle suddenly appeared in front of Peter, it rammed into his chest full force, knocking him into the wall of the shuttle, completely crashing through the metal. The passengers jumped out of the way, trying to not get in the cross fire of Spiderman and the villain. They all winced at seeing the ripped open side of the shuttle. They could hardly imagine what it would feel like to be thrown with such force that you would rip through a metal wall. They were even more amazed with the teenaged boy stood up quickly and dove off the side of the cliff, he didn't even seem fazed by the crash.
The horrified screams of the redheaded girl echoed around their minds, she was still screaming. The man with the tentacles coming out of his spine watched as Spiderman shot a web out, pulling the girl towards him. His arms secure around her waist, he flipped over and shot a web at the top of shuttle tracks, slinging them upwards. Soon as they reached the shuttle, Peter let go of the girl. He then spun around to the octopus monster. Before he could shoot out a bullet like web, one of the metal tentacles grasped Mary Jane's throat, blocking off her air supply. Gagging and choking noises escaped the girl's throat as she desperately tried to get air.
"Say goodbye to your girlfriend." Otto's gripped tightened, preparing to break her neck.
"MARY JANE! NO!" The teenaged boy screamed out, falling to his knees. "Please.." He begged, "Don't hurt her. Take me instead. Do what you want with me, but don't hurt MJ."
The passengers we silent, frozen with fear. Here was the great Spiderman. Only a teenager, giving up his life to protect the girl he loves.
Otto paused and thought over Spiderman's offer. This was his only chance to easily snatch up Spiderman. To capture Spiderman would mean getting his trudium. The snake like tentacle quickly wrapped the boy up with a metal wire, disabling him, then grabbed him tightly, dropping the girl. Dr. Octopus then took off, going to get his trudium.
The people quickly helped the girl to her feet, she was ghostly pale, and on the verge of hysteria. "Come on... You can pull through this Spidey... Don't disappoint me." Her shaky breath whispered.
This memory was very vivid in all of their heads. Even weeks after the incident. Spiderman made it out alive, just as he always does. No one had seen Mary Jane Watson since. It wasn't until one afternoon. A man who was on that first shuttle car was sitting down at a park bench. He heard soft laughter and giggles coming down the side walk. He looked up to see the approaching people. He was completely shocked to see Spiderman. It was his first time seeing Spiderman unmasked since the shuttle incident. He had been secretly on the look out for the familiar face, but never saw it.
Now right in front of him was the unmasked Spiderman, looking like any other teenaged boy. His arm was wrapped around the waist of a beautiful red haired girl. He recognized her as Mary Jane.
"Peter, your shirt..." She warned.
So that was his name. Peter. The man thought, and smiled. The first few top buttons of his shirt were not buttoned, a visible red spandex peaked out in the opening of the shirt.
"Oh! Thanks." Peter quickly buttoned up his shirt and looked around to see if anyone saw that. His face dropped when he saw the man sitting on the bench staring at him with a sly smile. "Crap.." Peter muttered. "Err... You didn't see what you just thought you saw...?"
"Don't worry. I've kept your secret for this long, I won't give it out now." The guy replied. Peter looked at MJ completely confused.
"Oh! You were on the shuttle weren't you?" Peter asked, happy that it was a trustful person who saw his slip up.
"Indeed I was." The man replied. "So your name is Peter, huh?"
"Well, I guess it is pointless to hide my information from you. Yes, I'm Peter Parker, your average nerdy college student." Spiderman smiled shyly.
The man stood up, "I'm Mark. Nice to meet you Peter." The two shook hands, stared at each other in silence for a moment, before they nodded goodbye and went their separate ways. The man smiled to himself watching the young couple walk off. Just a boy. That is all he is. Just a boy.