Note: I really want to thank Rurrlock- God of Power for reviewing, following, and adding my story to his Community. You rock dude! :D On that note, I know that in the movie Chris, Dave, Todd, and Marty go and see a movie called Spirit 3 but as you can tell in Chapter 2, I decided to change it up a bit. However, Dave, Todd, and Marty still saw Spirit 3. Anyway, on with the chapter!

Chapter 3

Okay I'll admit, during those first few weeks, there was literally no crime fighting. Dave saw this as an opportunity to 'prepare.' Yeah, one of his 'preparations' involved trying to jump from one building to the next but that didn't go so well….

"Fuck!" He shouted as he stopped just a couple inches away from the edge of the building. I shook my head as I stood behind him with my arms crossed, "Well, we've established that the Matrix / Spiderman approach isn't working, any other suggestions Dave?" I asked dryly.

"Ugh no, I guess we're done for the day," he said, disappointed. I sighed and got my clothes out of my backpack and put them on over my costume and Dave followed suit. Then I took off my wig, mask, belt, and Sais and put them in my backpack. Well, the good thing about there being no crime fighting in those first few weeks was that I was able to train with my Sais. Okay, I'll admit all of those YouTube training videos came in handy too, but anyway…

We left the alley and walked towards a parking lot. I let out a small gasp as I saw two guys trying to break into someone's car. They noticed that Dave and I were staring at them.

"What the fuck are you two looking at?!" The one with a skinhead haircut snapped. "Nothing!" Dave and I said at the same time. "Get the fuck outta here!" he spat back. Dave quickly turned around and walked back down the alleyway and I followed him.

Dave stopped for a second and I saw him start to take his shirt and hoodie off, revealing his costume. I grinned and took off my clothes as well and then put on my belt, my mask, and my wig. I grabbed my Sais and put them into my belt. Then, Dave and I walked back down the alley and towards the parking lot.

"What... the fuck?" The guy in black said when he saw Dave and me. He started laughing at both of us. "What the fuck are you both looking at?!" The skinhead asked. 'Jeez, are those the only words in your fucking vocabulary?' I put my hand on the handle of one of my Sais and gripped it, ready to attack if necessary.

"I said, what the fuck are you two looking at?!" He asked, for the thousandth time. Dave hesitated for a few seconds but then….

"Two cheap shit losers screwing with a car that somebody probably worked their ass off to pay for!" he spat back and walked towards them. My lips curled into a proud smirk as I walked forward and stood next to Dave. "Say what?" the skinhead asked, dumbfounded.

"You heard him, dumbass!" I spat.

"Why you little bit-!"

His friend cut him off, "Leave it be man, these motherfuckers are obviously high."

"We're not high; we just think it sucks that you guys can do whatever you want!" Dave retorted.

I tightened my grip on my Sai, "So just walk away from the car and we can just forget about it."

The skinhead laughed a bit, "You crazy man." He then turned to his friend and said, "Fuck this shit." Before I knew it, he punched Dave in the face! Dave retaliated by hitting the guy in the face with one of his batons.

I managed to give the skinhead a good crescent kick and he fell to the ground. I hadn't noticed that the guy in black recovered fast from Dave's blow. Since my back was turned, he pretty much used that to his advantage and kicked me in the back of my head.

I fell to the ground and rubbed my head. The next thing I heard was Dave hitting the ground and groaning in pain. I looked up and my eyes widened in horror, my best friend had just been stabbed. I was about ready to get up and murder both of those assholes but they had already run off. 'Pussies,' I thought. Dave got to his feet and started walking with his hand on his stomach.

I screamed when I saw him get hit by the car. I was even more pissed off when that prick sped off, he didn't even bother to help Dave! I ran over to Dave who was now unconscious and my eyes began to well up in tears, "You're gonna be alright, Dave. You're gonna be alright. I'm gonna get you some help, just stay with me dammit!" I cried before running back to the alley and grabbing my backpack.

I quickly got out my cell phone and called 911. They arrived within 5 minutes and that gave me just enough time to put my clothes on over my costume and throw my wig, Sais, and belt in my backpack. I managed to lie and tell the medic that I had found Dave like this and Dave managed to beg the medic not to tell anyone about his costume.

After a day or two, I was informed that Dave was able to go home. I visited him of course and I was glad that he was gonna be okay. He said he looked like Wolverine when he saw his X-Ray. His Dad however, had a couple questions because apparently the police told him they found him naked.

Dave told him that the medic had to throw his clothes away because of the blood and that was good enough for him. His dad also asked me if this was true and I told him it was. It seemed like things were going to go back to the way they were, until someone decided to spread a rumor about Dave the next day…