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Peter was walking up the stairs, already seeing the place crowded and the main wrestling arena being the literal center of attention. He then saw the main buffed up wrestler himself, Bone Saw, who was already knocking down one of the competing contestant that didn't look that much muscular than his opponent, much to Peter's worried eyebrows.
Bone Saw climbed on the bar edge of the arena, raising his arms in the hand, as if he was asserting his dominance, before doing a smackdown on his opponent with a hardened elbow on the collar bone, painfully holding him down. The referee then joined in and started counting up to five.
The crowd were cheering on for the opponent's pain with a large banner to celebrate the victory.
BONE SAW: MASTER OF DISASTER!
After the referee finished counting, Bone Saw stood back up, high and mighty over his defeated and likely-crippled opponent. "Who's the man!"
Seeing enough of the action, Peter walked away, getting ready to suit up in his makeshift costume for the next line-up.
A groovy ring announcer joined in the arena with a microphone in hand. "Ladies and gentlemen, give it up for Bone Saw McGraw," He exclaimed with hype, some of the crowd holding large paper cutouts of saws to imitate the cutting on their own arms.
"For $3000, is there no one here man enough to stay in the ring for three minutes with this titan of testosterone?" The ring announcer declared, hyping up the crowd even more with excitement. "Who? I know who. The Flying Dutchman!"
As the crowd were booing the next contestant, Peter was already at the sign-up line after suiting up in his makeshift costume and mask.
"Next," The lady at the signing-up desk then scoffed at Peter's getup. "There's no featherweight division here," She said. "Next."
"No, no. Sign me up," Peter pressed on.
The desk lady sighed. "Okay. You understand the NYWL is not any injury you may and probably will sustain in said event? And you're participating under your own free will?"
"Yes," Peter nodded with full confidence.
"Down the hall to the ramp. May God be with you," The desk lady said, Peter walked to the side to be the next contestant. "Next."
Back in the arena, one of the other contestant made a reckless charge at Bone Saw, but got grabbed by the torso and used the momentum to be lifted high into the air and crash-landed outside of the ring, just at the audience's ground level as they were throwing popcorns at him.
The referee lifted Bone Saw's hand in the air, declaring another victory. "Winner!"
"Next victim!" Bone Saw exclaimed.
The crowd cheered even more loudly.
"Are you ready for more?" The ring announcer asked, passing his microphone to the victor.
"Bone Saw is ready!" He declared, before offering the mic back.
"Will the next victim please enter the arena at this time?" The ring announcer said. "If he can withstand just three minutes in the cage with Bone Saw, the sum of three thousand dollars will be paid to..." He leaned against the curtains behind him and lowered his microphone. "What's your name, kid?"
"The Human Spider."
"The Human Spider?" The ring announcer frowned his eyebrows. "That's it? That's the best you got?"
"Yeah," Peter reaffirmed with no hesitation.
"Oh, that sucks," The ring announcer then raised his microphone and moved forward. "The sum of three thousand dollars will be paid to... the Terrifying, the Deadly... the Amazing Spider-Man!"
The curtains raised to the ceiling, revealing Peter sporting a red baggy sweater that had its front torso spray-painted black with webs and a spider logo, blue sweatpants with red strips traced down, white gloves and red ski mask with an oval-shaped hole around his eyes.
Peter turned to the PA behind him. "My name is the Human Spider," He tried to correct his 'mistaken' title.
"I don't care, get out," The PA said.
"No, he got my name wrong," Peter repeated.
Not having enough of it, the PA just shoved him out of the gate. "Get out there, you moron."
Knowing there's no point in arguing now, Peter cautiously approached the arena as he was being boo'ed by the crowd, some even threw their popcorns at him. He then got pestered by Bone Saw's posse along the way.
"Bone Saw will eat you up and spit you out."
"I hope you brought your mommy."
"We'll break you!"
"You'll need someone to cry to."
"I'm gonna rip all eight of your feeble legs off one by one."
As Peter was closing in onto the arena, his eyes widened when he saw one of the contestant from earlier being dragged on a stretcher.
"Oh my God! Oh, my legs! Oh God. I can't feel my legs," The contestant exclaimed in pain.
After seeing him being carried away, Peter looked ahead and nervously stepped into the arena as Bone Saw was pacing around, egging the crowd to chant even more loudly to encourage himself to give more of the pain.
Suddenly, a loud clanging noise above Peter's head, making him look up at the ceiling to see four barred walls lowing down until it completely surrounded in the arena, boxing him and Bone Saw inside.
Peter hurried to the corners of the arena. "Hello? Guys?"
"Will the guards please lock the cage doors at this time?" The ring announcer implored.
With that, the said-guards approached and set up a series of chains around the cage before locking them in place with padlocks.
"Hey, listen! This is some kind of mistake. I didn't sign up for a cage match!" Peter complained, though his words were being ignored. "Unlock the thing! Take the chain off!"
"Hey, Freakshow!" Bone Saw yelled, Peter turned around to him. "You're going nowhere! I got you for three minutes! Three minutes of playtime."
The moment the ding was heard from the countdown, Bone Saw charged ahead at his new opponent, but Peter quickly leaped high into the air, making him hit against the barred walls and fell instead.
The crowd let out a winced noises in reaction to the foul play.
Bone Saw stood back on his feet and looked up to see Peter stuck to the barred walls above. "What are you doing up there?!"
"Staying away from you," Peter quipped at the savage wrestler. "That's a cute outfit, did your husband give it to you?"
Feeling fumed from that comment, Bone Saw let out a yelling fury as he grabbed onto the cage walls and savagely climbed himself up towards him. Seeing this, Peter did a back flip to the opposite side of the arena. As Bone Saw turned around and was about to charge at him again, Peter shot two web-lines to the barred ceiling, lifting himself over the wrestler's head and dodged his incoming savage fury.
"Finish him off," One of Bone Saw's posse said from outside of the cage, handing him a folded up chair.
Before Peter could turn back to face Bone Saw, he was met with a chair being swung his head.
Then, SMACK.
Peter got knocked down to the floor of the arena. Trying to shake his head out of his daze, he tried to get back up.
Then another SMACK.
Peter got knocked him back down again by the chair-wielding Bone Saw. After a few moments, he tried to get back up again.
And another SMACK
Bone Saw's posses urged him on beating down Peter mercilessly.
And another SMACK
After so much repeated blows, Bone Saw chucked away the now-broken chair and turned towards the cheering crowd as they were encouraging him to give the poor Peter more pain. Obliging them, he grabbed him by the leg, making Peter yelped as he was being swung left and right, beating him against the barred walls before dropping him on to the floor.
"Kick his spider-ass!" One of Bone Saw's posse handed him a metal crowbar.
Peter, who was still recovering on the floor, gasped when he saw Bone Saw about to send a painful swing.
"Get him!" One of Bone Saw's posse yelled.
Before Bone Saw could swing the crowbar, Peter kicked him in the mid-section repeatedly, making him back off each time he came forward. When he saw him about to do one charged swing, Peter used his momentum to propel over his body to the barred walls behind him, knocking him out for the count.
The referee immediately entered into the arena and counted down as the barred walls lifted back up into the ceiling. "That's it! That's it!," He grabbed Peter's wrist, lifting it up in victory. "Winner!"
The ring announcer entered into the arena also, proudly proclaiming the new victor. "Ladies and Gentlemen, give it up for the new champion: SPIDERRR-MAAAN!"
Much to Peter's surprise and eventual glee, the crowd started cheering for their new champion. Grinning in pride for his first ever winning victory, he lifted both hands in the air, cheering himself on.
After winning the cage match with Bone Saw, Peter was standing in the fight promoter's office, waiting for the three thousand dollar prize money he won.
The promoter, however, just only handed out a hundred dollar bill to him.
After a moment of waiting, as the promoter was just carelessly counting his money, he looked up to see Peter's still standing there. "Now get outta here."
Peter frowned his eyebrows in confusion. "A hundred bucks? The ad said three thousand."
"Well, check it again, Web-Head. It said "three grand for three minutes", and you pinned him in two. For that, I give you a hundred, and you're lucky to get that," The promoter said, before going back to counting his bills.
"I need that money!" Peter exclaimed.
The promoter put down the money and leaned forward on his desk. "I missed the part where that's my problem."
Peter blinked in disbelief that he was cheated out of getting his prize money. Feeling his anger about to rise out of his chest, Peter just walked out of the office in frustration, ignoring the fact he bumped into a random guy with a black jacket that was barging past him.
As Peter walked to the elevator doors and pushed the buttons to recall it, he turned around when he heard a loud commotion from the fight promoter's office.
"Hurry up!"
A loud smack was heard before that same random guy, who turned out to be a thief, ran out of the office and made a break for the elevator that just opened its doors behind Peter.
"Hey! He stole the gate!" The promoter shouted.
A security guard, appearing from around the corner when he heard the commotion, ran after the fleeing thief. "Stop that guy!"
Peter, with a petty look on his face, stepped away from the thief's path, allowing him to escape to the elevator unscathed.
"Stop him! He's got my money!" The promoter shouted again.
"Thanks," The thief gave his appreciation to Peter as the elevator doors were closing on his face.
The security guard tried to make it for the elevators, but was too late to reach him as the doors were already shut tight. He turned to Peter with an accused look. "What the hell's matter with you? You let him go!" He said angrily, before running to the stairs. "Cut him off in the lobby and call the cops!"
The promoter ran up to Peter as he was still feeling sore from the bruised mark on his forehead from the blunt assault. "You could've taken that guy apart. Now he'll get away with my money."
"I missed the part where that's my problem," Peter said smugly, using the promoter's exact words right back at him.
The promoter didn't say any more than a small audible grumbling before turning away.
Peter smirked in satisfaction when he saw him walked back into his office in defeat. After seeing the promoter out of his sight, Peter turned back to the elevator doors and pressed the button to recall it again.
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A/N: Peter showing off his bully side. Hehe.
And Yep, just a few chapters close to Peter's origin and few more in between to get to Mary Jane's origin.
On side note, the releases of those chapters are taking a bit more longer than I anticipated, as I am also currently writing drafts for Spider-Man 2 and Spider-Man 3 at the same time, along with laying out plans for my other off-universe fanfics. Basically want them to be as good as I envisioned for my take on the Original Trilogy. I hope I can make it worth it.
With that said, any constructive criticisms and comments would be greatly appreciated. I hope you enjoy reading this chapter.
Reviews:
DCDGojira: Thanks again for your kind words.
And don't worry, I'll hopefully make it to MJ's origin. It'll just take a little longer than usual releases for me to get to that point, as pointed out from above author note, but as I also said, I hope it can be worth it.