Hello friends! Here's a new chapter for you. Let's see if Peter can handle the latest threat.
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Half a minute later Spiderman is out in the parking lot where the giant creature is still having fun tossing cars and school buses.
"Hey big guy," Spiderman greets the beast, casually sitting on a lamppost. "Why don't we take this game somewhere else? I can see you like cars. There's a much bigger parking lot just around the corner. Like huge. With tons of cool cars. And far from the school. What do you think, can we go?"
The monster turns to Spiderman, picks up a sports car and throws it at him. The superhero easily dodges the flying vehicle, shooting a web at a flagpole, swinging and landing behind the giant on the ground. The car crashes into the lamppost.
"Oops, dude, I think that was Flash's car. He'll be pissed," Spiderman complains.
The brute turns to him growling, hits its chest with both fists like a real gorilla and reaches for the superhero. Spiderman quickly jumps out of its way and hops up on the school fence. The animal launches after him, but he jumps further from its reach again. It leaps and he springs. Again and again. The creature is chasing the superhero like a toddler trying to catch a butterfly. And it doesn't notice that Spiderman is luring it further and further away from the school.
"Hey, Karen, can you hack into Oscorp to see what you can find about our fortunately not too smart new friend?" Spiderman asks his AI while jumping and swinging in front of the creature. He tries to lure it toward a less crowded part of the city, far from possible victims. He also tries to take in a few punches, but the monster doesn't even flinch. That comparison with the Hulk might have not been that farfetched.
Police cars follow them and he notices they have decided to keep a safe distance and expect him to deal with the threat. He really appreciates the trust, because that's what it is about, right? They trust him to handle it. It can't be that they don't know what to do with the freak.
Karen willingly pulls up a file on an animal experiment that went wrong. Similarly to the method that was used to create super soldiers like Captain America, Oscorp wanted to create super animals. Well, animals definitely think less than humans and obey without hesitation. Except when they break out of the lab and run amok in the city.
"Is it true that it's bulletproof?" Spiderman asks, successfully avoiding the gorilla's fingers trying to clench around him. He thinks now he really knows what poor flies must feel when people want to slap them.
"I'm afraid it has an unusually thick skin, yes," Karen informs him.
"Any suggestion for neutralizing this cute stuffed monkey? Besides calling Mr. Stark, obviously," he quickly adds knowing his AI. Because of course he can handle this on his own. Then before Karen could response, he has an idea. "What if it fell from a big height? Like from a top of a really tall building? Would it survive? Or could the fall break its leg at least, so it couldn't run rampant anymore?"
"That might work, Peter," Karen answers after some consideration.
"Great, show me the route to the nearest building that could be tall enough. And not full of people, if possible."
"There is an old office building three blocks from here. It is now empty and going to be torn down in two days."
"Exactly what we need, awesome, Karen," Spiderman cheers landing on the ground and flipping between the creature's legs trying to confuse it.
But the move makes the animal even angrier and with a deafening roar, it quickly grabs Spiderman and throws him at a firewall. Something cracks. He falls to the ground.
"Whoops, that was a rib. Or two," Spiderman mumbles clutching his side. "Okay, it's official: its favorite game is throwing things. Or people."
"Peter, are you alright?" Karen asks concerned.
Not that much but he really doesn't have time for that now. Because the monster leaps forward and he needs to shoot a web to swing out of its way.
"May I suggest calling Mr. Stark now?" the AI tries.
"Less talking, Karen and more fighting," Spiderman replies, dodging the monster's hands a few more times. "Which way?"
Karen shows him the route to the building that she found and continuing the weird tag, they soon arrive. The building has at least sixty floors and it seems abandoned.
"Are you sure it's empty?" Spiderman asks.
"Yes, Peter, it's been empty for a year now."
"Let's go in then."
Spiderman quickly swings toward the entrance. He believes the doors, corridors and stairways in the building won't be big enough for the gorilla, but he guesses it'll just break its way through the walls.
He turns out to be right. No wall can be thick enough for the monster to break through to try to catch Spiderman. It is chasing the superhero with growing fury. Those earsplitting growls just never stop and now they're accompanied by the sound of crashing walls and shattering glass.
"Up, up, up," Spiderman encourages himself, hurrying to the roof.
It should be easy, but there are bricks, pieces of glass and tons of debris flying around him as his pursuer follows him frantically, destroying practically everything in its way. Some pieces hit or cut him, but he really doesn't care, he can't stop now, he has to go. As high as he can. So he ignores Karen's concerned announcements adding more and more items to the list of cuts and bruises and forces his way up the floors.
"Which floor?" he manages.
"We're currently on floor 55," the AI answers.
Nearly there. Then a huge glass wall shatters right beside him, when the creature breaks through it and a big shard implants itself into Spiderman's left bicep. He makes a mistake: he stops for a moment to pull it out. He hisses in pain as he yanks out the shard and quickly patches up the cut with some webbing. This should do for now.
But the tiny break gives the giant a perfect opportunity to gain upon him and in the next moment, Spiderman feels strong fingers clenching around him. He desperately tries to break free and he can actually feel the grip loosening, but before he could get out of the grasp, the creature tosses him again. This time down through a hole in the floors.
Spiderman tries to shoot a web to break his fall, but it's too late and he lands on his left side. Hard. He can hear several of his bones breaking. He slowly rolls onto his back with a groan and glances up at the gorilla through the hole. He fell down at least four floors. Wow. That was a big hole.
Okay, now is really not the time to mull over it. It's time to get up and go.
But when he tries to pull himself up, hot white pain flares up in his left leg and arm, in protest against the movement. Plus, he can feel some pulsing pain on the left side of his head. He carefully touches his temple, and then examines his fingers when he draws them back. There's blood on his fingertips. Great.
"What the-"
"Peter, I am sorry to inform you that your left leg and wrist broke from the impact. Also, two of your ribs cracked and three of them bruised. I can detect a mild concussion, too," Karen explains with sorrow audible in her voice.
Above him, the beast bangs its chest again in victory and roars furiously.
"I guess a time-out is not an option now," Spiderman murmurs.
Gritting his teeth, he raises his right arm, shoots a web at the ceiling above the crazy creature and hoists himself up all the four floors. The animal watches confused as Spiderman awkwardly lands on the ground on the other side of the big hole. He quickly shoots another web at a wall to keep himself steady while balancing on one leg.
It's gonna be even more difficult than he thought. He can't use his left arm, so he has to work with only one web shooter. And he might need more webs, because swinging and hoisting or simply keeping his balance is much harder now with his injuries. But the plan is the same. Luring the monster to the top floor and shoving it down to its fate. And most of all, using the adrenaline and ignoring the pain.
He makes eye contact with the wild animal. "Come on, Kong, catch me if you can!"
Spiderman continues the tag and hurries toward the roof. He shoots plenty of webs at incredible speed and swings all along the remaining floors, without letting his left foot touch the ground. Whenever he forgets about his injuries during the pursuit and he involuntarily puts weight on his left leg or instinctively tries to raise his left hand to shoot a web, the pain flares up and he winces. Sometimes even screams. It doesn't matter; no one hears it, right? He just needs to think twice before moving and ignore the pain all over his left side. And the pounding headache. All that while running away from a huge, angry monkey. Easy.
Fortunately, a few minutes later he reaches the roof and he can hear that his pursuer is not far behind. He looks around, waggling clumsily on one leg, planning his next move. He shoots a web at a tall antenna and launches himself onto the ledge. The animal finally shows up on the roof with big, bloodshot eyes looking for the superhero.
"I'm right here, big guy!" Spiderman shouts and waves. "Dude, you cornered me! Damn, I've got nowhere to run from here. You're so gonna win."
The brute rumbles and starts running toward him. Spiderman patiently waits, stumbling on the ledge. Before he could stop himself, he glances down. Oh, the ground is really far from here.
He can hear the now familiar growling getting closer and he looks up just in time to see the gorilla leaping at him.
He shoots a web at the antenna again and swings out of the way of the creature in the very last moment. He can see the exact second in the beast's eyes when it realizes it's too late to correct its move.
Spiderman looks away, focusing on landing on the ground smoothly, sparing his injured leg. He slides down to the ground, leaning back against the pole behind him. He yanks off his mask and tiredly stares at the spot where the monster must have disappeared over the ledge. Yeah, it was close.
As the fight is over, his injured limbs and head decide it's time to catch Peter's full attention now. He feels dizzy, drained and numb. And he can feel every break, hit, cut and bruise flaring up with newfound intensity, as if they're competing who can cause him more pain.
But it's okay. Because dark spots edge his vision now and as the spots slowly become bigger and bigger, the blackness becomes more and more inviting, offering him an escape from all the pain.
He closes his eyes feeling utterly exhausted. "Karen… now… maybe now… would be a good time to… to call Mr. Stark," he mutters before finally giving in to the darkness.
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