She needed a breath of fresh air. She needed to get away from the Avengers mansion for a few hours, so she did.
"Go find and arrest your man!" Spider-woman had snickered mere seconds before Carol took off. Maybe she was right, maybe Carol did have Spider-man on the mind. Ever since the incident with the six super-villains the previous month, she hadn't been able to get him out of her head. What convinced that idiot to go toe to toe with six wanted felons at once?! Even with her own powers, she had just been able to power through them with only some trouble. There had even been a moment or two when they had her on the ropes, particularly the one Spider-man had appropriately called 'Rhino.'
And furthermore, why the hell would he stick around once I showed up? I'm pretty sure ninety-nine percent of criminals would've run like hell. Not that it would have done much good for him, I can catch up to him in less than a second. The only reason he got away last month was I was otherwise occupied with the press. She thought as she sliced through the air at a casual pace. Below her, everyday people cast lazy gazes upwards. A few years ago, They would have gawked and pointed, but now Superheroes where a common site in New York, so there was less of a sense of wonder. Even Carol found herself unimpressed by most of the new heroes that came into the spotlight. Most of them where ripoffs of older, retired heroes. No imagination...hell, even Spider-man had little imagination when it came to his name. Although he didn't have much choice to have a powers-name relation. And then there's me and Mar-Vel...
Her train of thought continued as she swerved to avoid a building, taking particular note of the Daily Bugle Newsflash that was in the midst of blasting Spider-man. How the hell does he put up with that crap? I would've rung that man's neck ages ago. And Spidey's the one wanted for murder! And why the hell am I still thinking about him? I'll admit he's slightly cute but... She stopped as she caught a glimpse of black standing on one of the towers of the George Washington bridge. Almost like they where ready to jump, something that he couldn't allow, not on her conscience. So she zipped towards the tower at top speed.
It was only when she got closer she realized the object of her thoughts had not been replaced. Spider-man was standing on the Washington Bridge tower, dressed in a black suit with a white emblem.
"You know," She said as she came to a stop behind him. "Wearing black only hides you when it's dark outside. Not six o'clock in the evening on top of a bridge tower." To her surprise, the famously talkative hero didn't respond at all. Well that's rude, she thought as she tapped him on the shoulder. "If you want," she continued, "I can always arrest you. Don't think you can outrun me." She said lightheartedly. Again, he didn't respond.
She circled herself around to face him head-on, only to discover his head was hung down. Due to the skintight nature of his uniform, she could make out his jaw-line's movements, although she couldn't hear anything he was saying. He edged closer to the edge of the tower and she grasped his arm, almost afraid of what he was going to do. The life of a superhero was a stressful one, after all.
"Whatever it is," Carol said compassionately, "It's not worth jumping. I'm gonna take you to headquarters and we can..." She stopped as she felt something brush her arm, and she looked down to see a single rose clasped lightly in his hand. Her momentary distraction allowed him to break free of her grip and crouch down.
She watched as he let the rose slip out of his hand and cascade downwards towards the water. At the last possible second, Spider-man snapped out his hand and a stream of black webbing snared the bottom of the falling rose.
Carol stood on the spot, powerless to do anything as Spider-man slipped away into the setting sun.
Later that night, Carol sat at the small desk in her quarters in the Avengers headquarters, with the computer screen on. The mouse hovered over the button that would allow her to search Government data bases on a whim. She stared blankly at the computer screen in a momentary state of confusion as she examined the evening's events.
Eventually, she gave into her urges. She entered the database and used the built-in search engine. Se typed in the words 'Spider-man' and ''George Washington Bridge.' What she discovered was a single news article from two years ago.
"...Thursday, June 22nd, the masked vigilante known as Spider-man engaged the wanted criminal known as the Green Goblin, who had a hostage. Gwendolyn Stacy was kidnapped from her home earlier that day by the wanted felon. During the conflict, the Goblin tossed his hostage off the side of the bridge. Witnesses say Spider-man attempted to save her by catching her with his trademark webbing. Anonymous sources from within the police department say that the corner confirmed that Miss Stacy died of a sudden deceleration that snapped her neck. Miss Stacy was the daughter of Police Captain George Stacy, who was tragically killed in another incident involving the masked vigilante..."
"Oh my god," Carol gasped as she covered her mouth in shock. She would never have expected anything like that from someone like Spider-man. Who is the man behind the mask? She thought as she stared out the small window.
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