The next day, Mysterio was walking down the streets of New York. He was wearing the suit, the cape, the gloves, the boots, and the helmet. He walked up to the biggest bank that he could find. There were police officers in front of it.

"Come no closer, sir!"

"Why not?" Mysterio asked.

"Just freeze and take off that helmet."

"I'm all about business."

"Just put your hands up!"

Guns were pointed at Mysterio. He put up his hands. It was too late for the police officers to notice the new nozzles on his gloves. Gas was emitted from the wrists. It knocked out all of the police officers. Mysterio entered the bank.

"Everybody get down on the ground!" Mysterio said. "This is a robbery!"

"Oh my God!" a woman said. "What is that thing?"

"If you refuse to comply, then I will have no choice but to put you all to sleep."

Mysterio emitted gas from his boots. It put everyone inside the bank to sleep.

"Way too easy," Mysterio said. "Where is the challenge!"

"I have a challenge for you right here!"

Mysterio looked back at the entrance and saw a familiar face.

"Max? How did you find me?"

"It's easy to spot someone walking down the street in a cheesy costume like that."

"Cheesy? Why don't you tell that to my face!"

Mysterio was about to release more gas, but he felt sparks on his wrists that surprised him.

"You better be careful. I just may melt your cheese."

"What the...? How did you do that?"

"I have been hiding, Mysterio. It seems that I cannot get close to people without killing them. It's all because of these electric powers that I got. It's all because of you!"

"Me?"

"Yeah. You're the one who only cared about your stupid movie. I could have been killed by that lightning! I wish it had killed me. This is worse than death!"

"Why don't I put you out of your misery?"

"You won't get me that easy!"

Mysterio ran up to Max.

"Stay back or I will electro-!"

Max was interrupted by a headbutt in the head from Mysterio.

"Electro. That could be a great name for you. We could work together, you and I."

"Screw you!"

Electro shocked Mysterio's helmet. He seemed unfazed.

"It's gonna take a lot more than that for you to destroy this helmet. I made this thing. It is impenetrable. I am a genius!"

Electro shocked Mysterio in the torso.

"How does it feel, Beck?"

"Mysterio."

"What's so mysterious about a pathetic man who can't even be original?"

"A wise guy, eh?"

"See what I mean?"

"I'll show you something original!"

Mysterio was about to release more gas. Max ran out of the building.

"Seen it!"

"I'll get you!"

Mysterio exited the building and ran after Max. People gathered around to see what was going on at the bank. Among these people was Peter Parker. He pulled out his camera. As Max shocked Mysterio, he took a picture. He put his hand in his coat and tried to see if he could shoot web. Nothing was working. He felt helpless.

"I wish that I could do something," he said as Max and Mysterio got farther and farther away from the scene of the crime.