I DON'T OWN THE SPECTACULAR SPIDER-MAN OR STOKED.
-Parker-
After Fin stitched up my head and I got to the hotel.
"Just in time Parker, now pick up the Ridgemounts meal from the dining room and deliver it to the penthouse. Mess this up and you will get all three strikes." He said.
"What? Thats not..a problem." I said walking to the restraint . I was going to complain but I know enough about these people to know he wouldn't change his mind. Before much time passed I arrived at the building that had been designed to look like a pirate ship. I went to the woman with a pirate hat and an eye patch. "I'm here for the Ridgemount meal." I said. She pointed to the window at the back. As I got closer I felt my spider senses tingle. I moved forward just in time to catch a falling Emma. The trays that had been sky bound was coming down. Fighting the instinct to catch them I moved both of us out of the way. In an attempt to help her I announced, "Sorry, my fault she dropped it. I'll pay for it with my earnings."
"What're you doing? You could get fired." She whispered to me.
"I'll risk it. Besides, you were the one who wanted to come her."
"Thanks."
"What are friends for." I said walking to the window. After I got the silver platter from the chef I quick walked into the elevator then got into the hallway. "Room service." I announced knocking on the door.
"Come in." I heard a female voice say. I did as she said and walked in. I looked around and wondered if there was a tornado here. I looked at the carpet, only to realize it was actually wrappers and other trash items. Through the glass door I could see an empty pool overlooking the horizon. Maybe empty is the wrong term. There was no water in the pool but it wasn't empty. A jeep was sitting inside the pool. HOW THE HECK DO YOU GET A JEEP INTO A POOL SEVERAL STORIES FROM THE GROUND! I yelled in my head.
"That was the same expression I had," a heavy set woman in purple and yellow said as I gave her the platter. Again I felt my brain buzzing and searched for the source as I left the room.
As I was descending in the elevator, I heard a loud roaring voice yell, "how do you cause this kind of damage in one night?!" After several hours of running around this giant hotel I was glad for my increased endurance. I had just got done helping a family with future explosive themed enemies get their luggage to their room. After dealing with the Marvin's I left and felt the familiar tingling. Jumping to the right I saw the remains of something fly through the place where I was standing.
"You Jerk!" I heard a yell. Looking at the source of the yell I saw a brunette girl in yellow and a seriously annoyed glare. She stormed off before I could reveal that it was the Marvin twins. My shift ended and I needed to relax after the long day. Taking a quick glance I saw the beach was packed with tourists. Time for the usual cool down. With casual attitude I walked to the employee quarters. I checked for any of the new roommates. After being satisfied no one was around I snuck to my spider-lair. Dawning my costume I pocketed my camera and jumped on the roof.
"This is Spideys first time in Canada. Now where to?" I asked myself. I could go into the city but the forest would be new since there aren't as many trees that are big enough for an anchor point. I jumped into the direction of the trees and landed on a tree branch. Maneuvering from tree to tree I worked my way further into the forest. A few times I saw a new angle and stopped to take a picture. Then I'd replace the camera and continued. Before I could let loose a "Ya-hoo!" I saw four people walking through the woods with boards under each of arms. "What are you guys up to?" I asked myself. They walked in the direction as if there was some unseen path guiding them. "What would surfers be doing in the woods?" Again to myself. My question was answered when they stopped on a beach with white sand, a waterfall flowing down a cave and an ocean that was almost identical to the one at the main beach. Only difference was this one didn't have anyone here. After checking the flash off; I took a picture of the isolated place. "Let's see what the others think of this place." I thought. It didn't take long for me to get back to the house.
Between landing and entering I saw smoke and heard sirens in the distance. With the practiced ease I swung to the hotel. I attached a web to the lightning rod on the roof of the hotel and swung in a circle. Timing it I released the web and went flying into town. I jumped and swung building to building until I was overlooking the building. I changed the camera to the timer setting and webbed it to the side of the building. I landed in front of people and created a web slide to the ground. My spider senses went off and I pushed the person preparing to go down the slide. I lead the remaining people to a part of the wall that had caved in. The building was collapsing and I risked breaking open a window that had been painted shut. "Whew. I'm burning up. Anyone mind if I open a widow" I said as I created another web slide. When everyone got down I started yelling out for any other survivors. Finally I found a little kid, crying next to her mother; who was knocked out and trapped under a steel bar. Feel the burn! Feel the burn! I thought as I pushed off the bar. With the kid following behind and her mother draped over my shoulders, I walked to the slide. My spider senses went off as I approached the slide.
I threw the pair down the slide and jumped back to avoid the place where the ground gave way. The building was falling apart. As the debris was falling down I jumped from one piece to another until I reached sunlight. Once I was out of the burning building I landed on the first building and received my camera. I knew I should probably be swinging back, but apart of me wanted to make sure no one was killed or seriously hurt. Crawling down the building I jumped on the ground and went to one of the firefighters.
"Spider-Man?! I thought that you were supposed to be in New York" the firefighter said.
"What can I say. Wanted to see if there was any other neighborhoods I could help." I responded.
"But Canada and New York aren't neighborhoods." He said.
"That joke went over his head." I said to a survivor that was sitting in an ambulance with a face mask. "Anyway was there anyone still in there?" I asked.
"No. Because of you we managed to walk away without any casualties." He responded. After hearing the good news I swung through the town. There weren't any crimes that I found and by the time I sat at the edge of town I was less stressed. I was worried about how to get back to the hotel; until I saw a car driving into that direction. I landed on the car and the driver looked at me through the mirror. "Going my way?" I asked.
As soon as the family inside got close enough for my web to carry me, I jumped and snuck to the hole. After leaving the Spider-lair I went to my bed and was too tired to dream. As I was fading I thought to remember to tell them about the private beach.
-No perspective-
A man was walking through an old, abandoned part of town. His eyes scanned the roofs and streets for a certain red and blue pest. He was skilled enough to look around without moving his head or dropping the hood that had fallen over his face. He criss-crossed through several different alleys to prevent anyone who might be watching from following. Finally the hooded person had stopped in an alley that was a dead end. Unless you count the sewer. The man picked up the manhole cover and slid it back as he climbed through. At the bottom of the sewer the man pulled a map out from the jacket pockets. The person with the map followed the directions until he turned to a wall and pushed the wall open. Inside the hidden room was a single light hanging from the ceiling. "I trust you made sure not to be followed." Said a man standing in the shadows; obviously using a voice modulator.
"I'm good enough to know how to spot a tail." The hooded person answered looking past the bill of his hat with his hands still in my pocket. "My team has received your payment. What's this target you want us to go after."
The shadow man slid a folder from the shadows. "This time next week there will be a private plane bound for Canada leaving from warehouse 14 on the docks above us. I expect you and your team to be on it." The hooded man picked the folder up and quickly scanned the contents. "You have three weeks after the plane takes off to achieve your task or you won't receive the second half of your payment."
"Consider the mission a success." The man in the hood said taking the pictures from the folder and putting them in his pockets. The rest of the folder he threw on the ground; causing a paper to come out and reveal a single word: Ridgemount.
-FINISH-
Someone has ordered a hit on the Ridgemounts. Will Spider-Man be able to save them or will there be another death on Peters head.