Chapter 4: Breaking and Entering
A/N: So, I freaking hate Wordpad. I hate it. Or I hate my computer. I can't decide which I hate more. You may be wondering what in the heck I'm talking about. Well, I'm gonna tell you. I use Wordpad for writing all of the chapters I post on the site. I've used it since day one of this. Anyway, the other night, I was reading an article on my laptop. My computer froze or rather, the window I had open froze and I couldn't close the window. So, I opened the original version of this doc, as I had it open at the time and clicked the save button three times, just to make sure it did save and closed it. I then pressed and held the power button, to force the laptop to shut off. When I turned my laptop on the next morning, all the data on the doc was gone when I opened it. And this is the fourth time it has happened. The first three times happened with my HaloRVB fanfiction (If you like Halo and Red Vs. Blue, please read it!). On to the story details. In this chapter, there will be almost no interaction with Gwen, since what happened to them in the last chapter. There will be more interaction with Harry and Mary Jane. The last thing you should know is that Peter will be visiting Oscorp later in the chapter. Enjoy, for what the rewriting was worth.
Aunt May and Uncle Ben's House, Forest Hills, Queens
11:30 a.m.
I paced around my lab, while running my hands through my hair. It had been an hour since I stood up on the wall. Well, at least I thought I had. This might be a dream! That's it! I'm still in bed, having crazy dreams from the fever! There is no other logical explanation! I shut off my computer and grabbed my phone. I looked at the hand that Mary Jane had written her phone number on. It was a little faded, but it was still there nonetheless. (212)-854-4296. Alright. Mary Jane... I turned on my phone and brought up the keypad. I dialed her number and brought it to my ear, waiting for her to answer. After about four or five beeps, she picked up. "Hello?" she greeted in a cheerful tone. "Hi. Um, it's Peter. Peter Parker?" I said, in greeting. It was an akward greeting, but it was a greeting. "Oh hi, Peter!" she said, in a happy tone. "What makes you want to call me so fast?" I cleared my throat. "Yesterday you suggested we should hang out sometime. So, I want to take you up on that offer." I said. "Charming. Sure, we could hang out today. What did you have in mind?" she asked. "Oh, nothing serious. I was thinking walking around the neighborhood." I said. "Ok, that I can do." she said. "I'll come over to your Aunt's place in five or ten minutes." I smiled. "Ok, see you then." I replied, before hanging up and slipping my phone in my pocket.
I went back over to the wall, where the broken bits of wood from the drawer still remaining. I grabbed my socks and put them back on, followed by my shoes. Once I had gotten my shoes back on and tied, I shut off all the lights in the basement and walked back up the stairs. I opened the door and walked into the hallway. "Hey Mom, Dad, Uncle Ben, Aun-" I was adressing my family, when I noticed no one was around. No one to be seen. "Uh, where is everybody?" I asked, walking towards the kitchen. I walked into the kitchen to see Aunt May sitting at the table, drinking tea. "Your mother and father went out for the day. And your Uncle Ben is outside tending to the garden in the back. What were you saying Peter, dear?" she asked. "Um, I was just saying that I'm going to go for a walk around the neighborhood with the girl next door, Ma-" I was explaining to her, when she interrupted. "Mary Jane Watson. Yes, I know." she said, looking up at me. "She's a very nice girl. She's your age. And she helps me with a few chores every now and again. Dusting a few rooms of the house, helping tend to our garden, helping me with my groceries when she can. It's mainly simple stuff really." I nodded. "She sounds very productive." I said. My Aunt May nodded. "She makes a B average, just like you Peter." she said. "Actually Aunt May, I make an A plus average." I said. "Oh, dear me. My memory is so faulty these days." she said. "I'm sorry Peter." I shrugged. "You don't need to be sorry, Aunt May." I said.
"You're going to walk around the neighborhood? When?" Aunt May asked. "Right now, I guess." I said. "Ok, well have fun." she said. I started walking to the door, when her voice stopped me. "Oh, one last thing Peter." Aunt May said. "She's a very pretty young lady." I blushed the color of a cherry at this, but it quickly went away. "Sorry, not interested." I said. I walked out the door and closed it behind me. I sat down on the stairs and waited for Mary Jane to show up. I looked at the hand the spider had bit me on and noticed that the big bump that had been there yesterday, was almost non-existant today. I just stared at in in utter shock at the miniscule bump that remained. How can such swelling heal in so little time? It makes no sense! I took out my phone and reviewed the pictures I had taken yesterday. If there were a number, it were present now. The number on the back of the spider, was 116. 116? What is the significance of the numbers? Well, they are bio-genetically enhanced spiders. They have got to be test subjects. "Hi Peter!" a voice said. I looked up, to see Mary Jane standing and waving at me, her red hair shimmering in the sun. "Oh, hi." I said, getting up to meet her. We started to walk down the driveway, as we started to talk. "So, have you always lived with your Aunt May and Uncle Ben?" Mary Jane asked. I shook my head. "No, I'm just staying there with my parents for the week." I said.
"What do your parents do?" Mary Jane asked. "My parents are scientists who work at Oscorp." I said. Mary Jane looked at me with wide eyes. "Oscorp? You mean the building that-" she started to ask a question, but I interrupted. "The building owned by Norman Osborn? Yeah. That's the one." I said. "What kind of career were you looking into?" Mary Jane asked. "Same kind. I want to work at Oscorp. I've done all kinds of research and experimenting in my lab at Aunt May's house. And if I-" As I was speaking about career options, Mary Jane interrupted me. "Whoa, whoa, whoa. You have a lab?" she asked. I nodded. "If I want to be a scientist, I have to have experience in the field." I said. "But why do you need a lab? Sounds boring to me." Mary Jane said. "You're intelligent. Figure it out." I said, in a sort of annoyed tone. She just frowned. "Whatever." she said. "If you must know, I do research on my laptop, read books and look at samples of my blood under a microscope, to see how much my DNA structure had changed." She just looked at me. "You know, you're kinda weird." Mary Jane said. "No I'm not! I'm just geeky and really intelligent!" Mary Jane just stared at me with a weirded out expression. "Really? Than where are your glasses?" she asked. "What's the matter? You say you are so smart! Did you forget to put on your glasses this morning?"
"Calm down. I don't know. I woke up this morning and my vision was just fine without my glasses." Mary Jane just smirked. "Sounds weird, Mr. Know-It-All." she said. "I think it has something to do the spider that bit me in the lab were touring yesterday at Oscorp." I said. Mary Jane's eyes widened and she actually looked worried this time. "You got bit by one of Oscorp's spiders?!" she said. "Isn't that dangerous?" I shrugged. "Probably. But I feel fine now. So, what is the point?" I said. "You got bit?" she asked. I sighed. "Mary Jane, I'm fine. There's no need to worry." She rolled her eyes. "Whatever you say Peter." We continued walking for a while without talking. Then, I could barely hear someone running up behind us, followed by the intense buzzing in my head. I turned around without even thinking, grabbed the arm of whoever was behind us and karate-chopped their forearm. Wait, how did I do that? "Jesus! What's wrong with you?" Harry Osborn said, as he fell to the ground. "How did you do that?" Mary Jane asked. "I'm asking myself the same thing!" I said. "Is that how you say hello where you come from?" Harry asked. I looked down at him, sporting a frown, before helping him up. "What are you doing here?" I asked in an angry tone. "After you were a total jerk yesterday, I'm not sure I want to talk to you." Harry now had a nervous look on his face. "What are you talking about man? Just calm down a little!" he said. The frown on my face remained, as I wasn't impressed. "Leave. Now." I said. That's when Mary Jane stepped in between us. "Whoa! Let's calm down you two." she said. "I invited Harry to come with us after I got off the phone with you."
Now why'd go go and do that? It was Harry's turn to talk. "Look Peter, if you are gonna be mad at me, at least let me apologize." he said. I narrowed my eyes at him, gesturing for him to get on with it. "I'm sorry I was a jerk yesterday. But, you just don't understand what it's like to be the son of a millionare." he said. "Go on." I said, in a neutral tone. "My father and I have always shared a rocky relationship. We hardly ever talk and when we do, it's not in a casual manner. It's always either 'How's school?' Or 'How are your classes coming along?' Or most commonly 'Why do you have bad grades?' It is just so annoying!" he said. "If you have problems in school, I could study with you." I said, without shedding a smile. "I don't need help! I just hate school!" he yelled at me. I didn't even flinch and my frown widened. He hung his head. "I'm sorry. And my dad mainly ignores me on a daily basis." I softened up a little a bit. "Maybe I am overreacting a little. But I still don't trust you. Yet." Harry smirked. "Trust me, the feeling is mutual." he said. "But I understand what you mean though. My parents, who work for your father as scientists at Oscorp, are always keeping secrets from me. They hardly even tell me about their work." I said. "Well, no duh!" Harry said. "Do even realize that most of the work done their is a closely guarded secret? They may even have secret meats, secret liquids, secret weapons, secret armors, secret everythings!" I put my hand up, telling his to stop. "Ok, I get it. But how do you know all this?" I asked. "Are you kidding? I am the son of the owner! I ask about the things that Oscorp cooks up and I'm told the same stuff that your parents tell you!" he said.
"Hey, I got an idea! Let's swap life stories! You first Harry!" I said. He grinned. "Hey, that's a great idea Peter! You first!" Harry said. "I agree. I want to hear Peter's life story first." Mary Jane said. I frowned. "Wow guys. Use my own idea against me. So be it." I said. "Get on with it." Mary Jane said. I sighed, as I started to speak. "I was born here, in New York City. But I've lived in Manhattan my whole life. I've only been here to Queens a few times. Just like my parents, I want to be a scientist. Or a science teacher, I suppose. And honestly, I'm more of a loner. A nobody, I get picked on by the school bully, Flash Thompson and his cronies for being 'too smart' as they say." I said. "Peter, you have nothing to be ashamed of about being smart." Mary Jane replied. "Tell that to Flash. He and his cronies think that being smart is for losers. I'm the only child of Richard and Mary Parker, the top scientists at Oscorp." I said. "Your mother's name is Mary too?" Mary Jane asked. "What can I say? It must be a very common name. Anyway, I am academically gifted, as I get an A plus average and display an uncanny affinity for science. In other words, I'm nothing short of a genius." Mary Jane had an annoyed expression on her face. "Why does everything that come out of your mouth sound like a book report?" she asked. I frowned, sporting an angry gleam in my eyes. "I thought I have nothing to be ashamed of." I replied. "Look, I'm just saying that if book report is a language, you'd be speaking it." she said. "I don't think we're gonna get along." I said, crossing my arms.
"I'm sorry. Please, continue." I didn't stop frowning. "When it comes to being social, I'm a complete outcast. I'm painfully shy and when it comes to bullies, as I said before, I'm subject to both physical and mental abuse. I'm went to Manhattan Junior High and I'm going to Midtown High School." I said. "So are we." Harry and Mary Jane said at the same time. "How exciting." I said. "I only have one friend and-" I was trying to speak, when Mary Jane interrupted. "What's his name?" she asked. "Don't interrupt me. Her name is Gwendolyn Stacy. But just call her Gwen if you ever see her and talk to her at Midtown High. Only her father calls her Gwen." I said. "Ok, we get that your friend is a girl, not a guy. Who's her father?" Mary Jane asked. "Her father is Captain George Stacy. Captain of the N.Y.P.D." I said. "Wow. She must be part of an important family." I nodded. "Yeah, we're great friends. Or, at least we were great friends." I said. "What is she your girlfriend now or something?" Harry asked. I blushed a light red. "No. Although I wish she were my girlfriend." Mary Jane looked hurt. "So, I take it you have a crush on her." I nodded. "You nailed it." I said. "Well, what happened?" Harry asked. "What caused you to stop being friends?" I sighed. "Well, I was down in my lab at my Aunt and Uncles place, just-" I was telling the story of how it happened, when of course, I was interrupted. "You have a lab?" Harry asked. "Why do you need a lab?" I placed my fingers on my temples. "I thought I said quit interrupting me?" I asked. "Sorry. But, why?" he said.
"I have a lab, because I have to have some experience in science. Oh and you can't tell your dad about this part." I said. Harry just started laughing. "Peter, you must be crazy to think I'd tell my dad secrets. Whatever you have to say, is safe in my hands." he said. "That's good to know. Anyway, yesterday my school had a field trip to Oscorp for those who had good grades. Obviously, I was one of them. Anyway, about ten minutes into the tour, the tour guide led us into this room that were full of cases of your dad's genetically-enhanced spiders." I said. "And one of them bit me." Harry's eyes widened. "One of his spiders bit you?" he asked. "Do you know how dangerous that could be?" I shook my head. "Do you?" I asked. He shook his head. "I mean, they are bio-genetically modified. So, who knows what the bite could do to you?" I waved my hands up above my head. "Hey, see me? Standing here?" I asked. "I'm fine. Nothing has happened, except I can see fine without my glasses." He rolled his eyes. "Whatever. Continue your story?" he said. "Anyway, we were down in my lab and I was telling her about how I got bit by the spider. She told me to talk about somethin else for a while, as she was getting a headache. So, I decided to grab my folder, to see if I could find any articles on these so called 'super-spiders' that Oscorp manufactures." I said. "And when I reached for the folder, it fell off my desk and all of the articles, pictures, graphs and all of the stuff in there went everywhere. And one of those things, was a picture I had of her, taken last year." Mary Jane yawned.
"Sorry to interrupt, but what does her picture have to do with this?" she asked, in an annoyed tone. "Her picture is the reason she got mad." I said. "What? She was mad that you had a picture of her?" Harry asked. I shook my head. "Not exactly. I think it was me lying that ticked her off." Mary Jane yawned, again. "What did you lie about?" she asked. "When she saw the mess, she offered to help clean it up. I was relunctant to let her clean it up, but she insisted to help. That's when she found her picture. Once she had the file back together, the picture was the last thing she found. We argued for about a minute, my side asking for my folder and her side asking for an explanation." I said. "Eventually, she asked if I liked her." Harry nodded. "And you said?" he asked. "I told her that I had no feelings for her and that she was nothing more than a friend." Mary Jane snickered. "And what did she say to that?" she asked. I sighed. "She told me I really knew how to make a girl feel special and threw my folder in my face." I said, in a glum manner. "Well that's your problem!" Mary Jane said. I looked at her. "What?" I asked. "You have to tell her how you really feel, idiot!" she said. "MJ, be nice." Harry said. "Sorry. But it's obvious that this girl has feelings for you as well. So go to her, say you're sorry and admit your true feelings for her." she said. I snapped my fingers. "You're right Mary Jane! I need to go and explain myself!" I said, turning around and starting to jog away. "Thanks for the advice!" Mary Jane called out to me. "Wait! I didn't mean right now!" she yelled, but I didn't care. I was going and I was going now.
Stacy Residence, Manhattan
12:00 p.m.
I ran up the steps to Gwen's apartment building and through the door, past the door man, without even stopping to tell him who I was here to see. I ran up the flights of stairs to Gwen's floor and finally down the hallway towards her apartment. I came to a stop at her door and knocked three times. After about ten seconds, the door opened and I was greeted by her father, George Stacy. "Hello, Captain Stacy Sir!" I said. he just chuckled. "Peter, I've told you dozens of times that you don't have to call me Sir. Or Captain for that matter. Just 'Mr. Stacy' will do fine." he said. "Sorry, Mr. Stacy, just an instinct when talking to a figure of authority. Is Gwen home?" I asked. He nodded. "Is that Peter?" I heard Gwen call from inside. Mr. Stacy turned in the direction of her voice. "If it is, tell him to go away!" she called. Mr. Stacy turned back to face me. "You heard her, so she's home. But I can't let you come in." he said. "She told me what happened and I agree with her. Peter, I'd love to help you in whatever it is you wish to do, but as her father, I must shoo you away." I hung my head, as tears stung my eyes. "It's ok, Sir." I choked up the words. "I understand." I turned around and glumly walked the way I had come from.
Forest Hills, Queens
12:30 p.m.
Mr. Franz aimed down the scope of his rifle at the couple sitting in the living room. "I have eyes on the target, Mr. Kingpin." Mr. Franz replied into the mic. "Excellent, Mr. Franz. You may take the shot when you're ready." He said on the other end. "I am ready." Mr. Franz said, as he pulled the trigger, firing the bullet. Just then, as if a miracle from God to the victims, a bank van drove past the window and the bullet hit the tire, causing the van to speed out of control and crash into a light pole. Mr. Franz took aim once again, to see that the couple were nowhere to be seen. Mr. Franz hissed in frusteration. He lowered his rifle. "Very well, Richard and Mary Parker. You are saved. For now..." he said, as he packed up the rifle and walked out of sight.
Forest Hills, Queens
12:45 p.m.
I was walking back to my Aunt and Uncle's house, bummed out after hearing that Gwen didn't want to see me. I wasn't even paying attention as to where I was walking until I saw it. I saw a wrecked bank van a block or two away from my Aunt and Uncle's house. "Whoa!" I said, running up to the van. "What happened here?" I somehow got the impression to check the tires, so I did. I got on one knee so I could inspect the tires and I did see something. There was a hole in the right tire on the front of the vehicle. That doesn't look like any ordinary hole. It looks like somebody shot the tire, causing the wreck. But question is, who? "Hurry up and get the money! We don't have time to be standing here, gaping at the money!" a voice said from the back of the van. I snapped myself out of my thoughts and snuck over to the back of the van, keeping my back on the warm steel of the van. I peeked just over the edge of the open back door, to see two thug looking guys grabbing bags of money. I came out into view to face them. "Hey! What do you think you're doing?" I asked them. The lead thug looked at me. "No need for you to get hurt kid. Just run along and play!" he said. "No way! I can't let you steal all this money!" I exclaimed. The thug shrugged, as he dropped the bags of money. "Suit yourself kid." he said, as he pulled a gun out, pointing it at me. He fired at me, but seconds before he fired, I felt that intense buzzing in my head. As he fired, the upper half of my body snapped backwards, dodging the bullet. I came back up to face the thug, as he just stared at me. "How did the kid do that?" the other thug said. "I have no idea! But he won't be saved from this one!" The intense buzzing returned, as he fired again, followed by me snapping to the left, away from the bullet. How am I doing this? What is going on? Has that spider given me super powers?! Next, I just started fighting back. I threw a punch at the thug, hitting him in the face, causing him to drop his gun. After he dropped it, I took my chance and kicked it under the van.
After the thug recovered, he hissed in pain and frusteration. "You're gonna pay for that kid." he said. He charged at me, to tackle me I guess and without even thinking, I flipped out of the way, sending him into the street. When I landed, the other thug attacked, but I countered his attack and socked him in the jaw. The thug fell to the ground and all of a sudden I felt the intense buzzing in my head again. I flipped upwards out of the way, as the thug from the street ran and tripped over his fallen buddy. I landed back on the ground as the two got back up. I ran back at the and kicked one of them in the jaw, putting them down. "I'd stay down if I were you." I said, as I punched the other thug in the jaw as hard as I could. The other thug went down and didn't get back up. Just then, I heard sirens and I dove into the bushes. Seconds later, I saw the police car drive up to the van and take the criminals away. I overheard the thugs saying something about a kid beating them up. And the police officers said something about them just "trying to get their fix". I just laughed at this. After they were gone, I got out of the bushes and walked back home.
Aunt May and Uncle Ben's House, Forest Hills, Queens
10:45 p.m.
I was still amazed at what I had done earlier today. I stopped a crime! I was thinking as I sat on the ceiling in my room. For the last forty-five minutes, I had been crawling on my walls and sitting on the walls or ceiling. This confirmed that I had the ability to walk and crawl on walls. I still felt like I was having a dream or even tripping over whatever chemicals the spider injected into my blood. Maybe I can use my new powers for good! I hopped down from the ceiling onto my bed and walked over to my closet. If I'm gonna be a hero, I need a costume! And I know just where to get one. This will be the only time I use my powers for myself. I opened my closet and brought out every piece of black clothing I could find and a backpack. I put on my black clothing, the backpack and pulled a black beanie over my head. I walked over to my door and locked it, before I walked over to my window, unlocked it and opened it.
Oscorp Industries, Manhattan
11:35 p.m.
As I crawled up the glass windowed walls of the Oscorp Building, I thought about how I was gonna do this. I'm looking for a piece of tech I saw in here yesterday during on the tour. I crawled up the wall, until I saw an open window. I crawled into what looked like an office part of the building once I made sure it was clear. I walked around the office area slowly, making sure to be as stealthy as I could. I walked towards a door that looked like it led out onto a walkway. I walked slowly over to the door and peeked around both sides of the door frame. No one was coming into sight, so I stepped out onto the walkway. I started walking to the right and realized that I recognized the area. I just had to go down one floor to get to the room I needed to get to. So, I walked over to the edge of the walkway and climbed over the side and onto the underside, facing the walkway underneath it. I crawled on the ceiling and past an open door, where I overheard a conversation between two scientists. "So, do you think Specimen Four actually exists?" Scientist One asked. "What?" Scientist Two asked in an annoyed tone. "Specimen Four! You know the only clone that survived the cloning project!" Scientist One said. "No. He's just a myth. Remember all those years ago, during a conference? Norman Osborn ordered that one scientist to stop working on clones. So, no, there couldn't be a Specimen Four. All you need to know is that it's a myth that a bunch of scientists cooked up by spreading rumors. And all you need to do is get back to work." Scientist Two said. I quickly crawled past the open door and about a minute later, came across the closed door of the lab I needed to get into. I dropped onto the walkway and surprisingly, found it to be unlocked. I walked into the room and saw the giant black steel case standing there. I smiled to myself, as I grabbed the case and some how forced it open. I stared at the red costume on the inside, with the white falcon-looking thing on it's chest and the white panels for eyes. "Well, time to put it on." I said, as I reached for it.
A/N: I hope you enjoyed the chapter. Next chapter, Peter will get his first of many costumes. He and Gwen will eventually end up in a relationship, but it will take a while for Gwen to forgive him. So, that's it until the next chapter.
Spidey Trivia Fact #3: It's a obvious fact that Spider-Man's first costume is the classic red and blue suit. In the comic book series Ultimate Spider-Man, it was the same costume, just without the webs and spider. In this story, however, his first costume is going to be a red version of the black suit. Sort of like Spider-Woman's suit in the Ultimate Spider-Man comics, however that white spider thing goes around the whole costume, instead of halfway.