Spider-Frog: The Wall Hopper

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Chapter 02: The Cat

Anne woke up late in the morning, her head throbbing. She blinked her eyes awake shd found her cat with the little pink frog riding her. Domino seemed to be bringing a moth she caught into the terrarium, almost like feeding the older frog and tadpole in it.

Anne decided to ignore it. For now, she noticed the time on a nearby clock. Anne wasn't all that concerned. She was going to help at the restaurant today, but her mom told her to stay home and rest.

Anne looked at her hands, where a small faint dot remained. She was sure it would vanish in time. She wondered if the frog was poisonous, and it knocked her out. She looked at the frog, and almost like it expected her turned to look at her. She wondered if she should get Domino away from it, were they dangerous.

No.

Anne blinked. The idea was in her head that the little frog wouldn't hurt her or Domino.

Anne shook her head and walked into the kitchen, looking for something to eat. It didn't take her too long to find some food, and her mom left her some food. Anne took a few moments to heat it, she realized her mother took the time to make her favorite food, and she even found some snacks ready for her in the fridge.

She looked over her phone. Sasha and Marcy had left her messages offering to do any number of things together. Anne didn't feel like it, she wasn't sure what would help, but she wasn't sure she could face the world. Even as she looked through the phone, it was flooded with news stories about the attack yesterday. The man they called the Heron was a real-life super villain, and no one knew their motives for the attack. The Daily Trumpet was going over explanations for the tech and a detailed investigation of everything they had discovered. All the newspapers were talking and speculating, some suggesting the guy was an alien or from another dimension.

Anne scoffed at the idea before putting away her phone.

Anne decided to take a shower, but as she started to change out of clothes, she noticed herself in the mirror.

"Wait, what?"

She thought she was seeing things for a moment, "Do I have abs?"

Anne examined herself in a mirror. While she wasn't unathletic, she was a bean pole. Now, as she looked at herself, she saw that overnight, Anne had developed muscles, her torso was well-tone, and she now was packing some guns. She wouldn't be mistaken for a bodybuilder, but it looked like she was one of those comedians that got to be a superhero in a film and got a private trainer. Anne continued to examine her newly developed, toned body. She might have also grown in other ways like she was sure she was a bit taller.

"Puberty?" Anne questioned herself, "Or? Wait, can frog poison gives you muscles."

She shook her head at the thought and poked at her body. She didn't have much muscle experience, but she thought they would feel harder. She felt a bit like rubber flexible.

After getting cleaned up, Anne decided to run off to go to the restaurant. Anne changed and rushed off to the restaurant running as she did; if she had stopped to think about it, she would have realized she was running faster than she usually could and running longer than her usual stamina.

Anne smiled as she spotted her parent's restaurant. She crossed the street in a dash, not bothering to see if traffic was coming.

Her daze was broken when she heard a panicked horn and a strange tingling sensation pounding in her head. She turned to see a food truck rushing towards her, her body screamed at her to move, and she reacted, jumping high in the air at the last second and landing in a crouching position on the truck and skidding into a stop.

A man she knew as Ned jumped out.

"Oh god, no!" He quickly cheeked under the wheel to see if he had struck someone.

Anne was stunned by her sudden leap but climbed down from the truck as Ned was ready to faint.

"Anne!" Ned yelled, relieved, "I thought I ran you over!" He pulled her into a hug to see her safe, "Kid, you got to be careful. You just ran out into the street like-"He took deep breaths, trying to calm himself.

"Yeah, sorry, I managed to jump back at the last second."

Anne found herself trying to calm down her family's sort of delivery driver.

Ned and Anne went inside as he had more deliveries to pick up.

Anne's mom greeted her, "Anne, what are you doing here? I thought you were going to stay home and relax."

Anne shrugged, "I felt like I had energy and wanted to help."

Her mom leaned forwards, "Hm, are you okay?"

Give it to her mom to notice something was different, "Have you been watching my workout tapes." She saw the new muscles on her arms.

"Ah, yeah, a little bit."

"That's teenagers for you, change so quickly and so fast. Your dad has been trying to build muscles for months with no results."

"My pull-up bar broke!" Anne's dad called out from the kitchen. "When I get it fixed, just you watch."

Her mom gave Anne a playful smile, "It's not broken. It's in the back of the closet." She looked at her daughter again, "Maybe we should go shopping. You look like you've had a growth spurt.

Anne's mom took the rest of the day off to get Anne some new clothes. Anne had to admit she needed some new shoes, and she just realized she had lost one of her shoes during the jump.

Honestly, just being out with her mom helped with her nerves. Doing something that just felt normal helped.

Anne found the terrarium still on the floor when she got home, and she still wasn't sure how she got it but decided to put it on a shelf and fix it up a bit. She didn't think the little pink frog was dangerous or anything, and she found that that frog was friendly.

"Hey, little guy," Anne said as the little frog tugged on her fingers. She noticed the odd spider-like pattern on his back. "Spider? Frog? Hm, Sprig. I'm going to call you Sprig." Looking at how the older frog seemed to jump, she called it Hop-Pop. And the little one Polly because she thought tadpoles were called Pollywogs because of a game. She ordered some frog food online and wondered if she should get them a tank or something.

After a while, she settled for bed. As the room grew dark, the newly named Sprig looked at the faint blue glow from Anne's bag.

0000

Adrian Tomes was on high guard, and his security was on alert. He had hoped that attacking Frakes lab in the day of light would make things easier. Maybe it has been a bit of a mistake out of desperation. Frakes recognized his voice, so all odds, Andrias King would be after him too. Still, he's had something delivered that would tip things in his favor.

"Toomes! Good to see you."

Before him stood Renee Froodgers, also known as the Chameleon. She was a petite woman with short black hair and tidy black hair. Not that Toomes was sure she looked like that. Renee heard her name from talent, who used to be a talented but underappreciated actor. Not making enough money from acting, she used her skill and talent with make-up to make herself look like anyone she wanted. Her first big score was knocking out a bank guard, flawlessly disguising herself as them, and just walking out with money. She was the person to call if you wanted something stolen and no one the wiser for it.

"Renee, do you have it?"

She scoffed, "No, hello, just down to business." She motioned to her bag and pulled out a canister. "Happy? I must say, this little gem came for a lot of trouble. I think I deserve a bit of extra cash for the trouble."

"We will talk inside."

They walked into his building and took an elevator up to his office.

"What was the trouble?"

"I found it easy enough, but the poor shmuck that found it before me had it locked up. I did try to get it cleanly, disguised myself as his daughter to sneak in, but things went awry."

"You didn't?"

"I had to."

Toomes groaned; while Renee did try to avoid bloodshed, she wasn't one to flinch at violence if it called for it. Several times she's killed people she replaced, leaving them to be blamed for her crimes.

"It was ghastly. The last thing he saw was his daughter driving a knife into his chest. I did reassure him that I wasn't her- I'm not that much of a cad. And he passed without another word, such a dramatic death, and he failed to leave with any parting words."

"Truly, you are the real victim in this." Toomes bemoaned.

As the doors opened, they found that his office was torn apart, and his wall safe was wide open.

"Oh, looking for this."

Someone fell from the ceiling, striking both of them.

"What?" Toomes let out.

He looked up to see a teenage girl wearing a black suit with a bit of white fuzz around her neck, black gloves, and a black mask around her eyes. Her blonde hair was tied into a ponytail, and a smirk on her face. She held up a briefcase Toomes knew was filled with Renee's payment.

Renee jumped out, pulling out and slashed at this burglar, who managed to block the blow with the briefcase. The teen flicked her wrist, silvery claws popped out of her gloves, and she cut at the thief. Renee tried to block the attack with her knife only to find the knife slice and for the claws to slice at her face.

She yelped in pain, jolting back.

Toomes rushed to the wall pressing a hidden button where a ray gun popped out. Toomes quickly turned it to their attack only to find the teen closing the gap and slashing the weapon. Before his eyes, his gun fell apart.

"Nice, huh?" She smiled, "Vibranium claws."

Renee jumped up to try and attack her again. The teen spun around as claws on her boot popped out. The counter kick landed blades in her side.

This attack picked up the canister and quickly attacked it to her belt.

Toomes growled, "You can't escape. My guards are everywhere."

"Yeah, that might be more of a threat if I didn't already sneak past them. You're lucky I don't want to waste my night dealing with them." She walked over to the window that overlooked the city and slashed at it quickly, causing the glass to shatter.

"Don't worry about it; we will see each other soon. We got a score to settle. So until next time, Byeee~!"

She smiled at him, winking and offering him a playful wave.

Then she threw herself out, Toomes got up and looked out the window, but she was gone without a trace before he could. He considered wearing his flight suit to look for her but decided against it. People were looking for him already. If he were going to move out, he'd need to make sure it counted.

His guards arrived. He ordered them to get Renee some treatment, "Her job isn't done yet."

0000

This thief put down the canister in a parking lot and opened up to find a glowing pink gem.

"Dad…"

She held the canister to her chest and let out a few tears.

This would not change anything, she knew it, but she could keep it from them.

That would be a start, and she would make them pay.

0000

As she returned to school, she hoped things would go back to normal, that she could push things behind her. There were mixed results; Principal Murphy had pulled aside, having found out what happened to her, and told her that if she needed anything, she would be happy to help. The school therapist would be there for her if she needed them. The teacher would all understand if she needed time or anything.

Anne did just insist that she was hoping for things to go back to normal. However, some students did sneak pictures of her and stared at her while she wasn't looking. She also heard them whispering about the attack and still had her friends.

Marcy looked at Anne, "Uh, are you okay? Did your boobs get bigger?"

"Marcy!"

"I'm sure you look different from the last time I saw you."

"I was going to say you looked taller," Sasha suggested, "I wasn't sure since I hadn't seen you in a while, but yeah, you do look a bit different from Saturday. Like, have you been working out?"

"It's puberty!" Anne insisted, "You remember how Vinnie got a foot taller over two weeks. It happens."

Anne did consider telling them what to say to them. A weird frog she found in her bag bit her, and she got buff? Going through puberty was the only thing that made sense to her. But something at the edge of her mind, something still seemed off. She jumped on top of a food truck without any issue and chalked it up to adrenaline.

She just wanted things to go back to normal.

0000

The varsity tennis team was very supportive, and they asked Anne if she needed anything. Honestly, that was getting a little annoying for Anne, but she still appreciated it. The coach went as far as to compliment her on what she assumed must have been Anne on training herself on the side.

As for the game itself…

"Yikes!" One of the players ducked to the ground.

The ball Anne just served had sped past her and bent the fence behind them. This was the fifth ball that Anne had done this to, either serving or hitting them back. One managed to land a hit, but that just resulted in the racket being smashed apart.

The coach grimaced, "Uh, Boonchuy, maybe you overdone with the workout."

"Come on, coach, let's try it again. I'm just a little off my game." Anne prepared to serve again, trying to figure out her strength better.

With a swing, the ball didn't go flying out again. Instead, it fell beside her. The racket strings had sliced through the ball and let little sliced-up pieces.

"…Okay, maybe I should take some time off."

"We need more balls."

0000

Anne left practice early for an apparent reason, which meant she could join Marcy to cheer on Sasha.

While tryouts were long since over, Sasha had a friend or two on the squad and got them to give her a trial. If she impressed them, they might be able to put her on the team as a spare member in case someone couldn't make it.

They arrived just in time to see Sasha doing her routine. They showed how she worked with the team and prepared to get on top of the pyramid.

"No sweat." Sasha told them, "Give me a second."

She took a step back before leaping into the air, several people gasped, and others flinched, expecting Sasha to crash into them, but that didn't happen. Sasha landed on the very top on her tip toes with the grace you'd expect from a ballerina, and she held her arm up in the air in her cheer position. Even the rest of the pyramid seemed surprised, expecting a lot more force, but Sasha knew how to control her momentum so she wouldn't land with a lot of force.

Anne and Marcy cheered for their friend, who quickly got a wink and a wave.

Sasha had apparent stamina and grace. Honestly, even the other cheerleaders had to admit she was probably better than they were. Though they couldn't precisely kick someone out, Sasha was happy to stay as an alternative. After it was true, she hadn't learned all their moves, which would take time, but she was a shoo-in for the next tryout; she'd be an easy win for the next cheer captain.

The trio walked out of school together. Though Marcy wasn't in any club, she did inform them about the other ones, like the robotics club.

"Yeah, they know robots. They seem pretty well-rounded with science, but robotics is the big draw. They're happy to help anyone with any science problem."

"Come on!" Sasha waved her off, "Let's go shopping! Let's get some dinner! You know what, just cause I'm back in town and to celebrate my clear victory in the cheer squad, I'm buying."

The girls agreed though Anne did have to call her folks to tell them. They were happy that Anne was having a good time with some friends, so they just asked her to get home before it got too late.

0000

Renee was not a happy actress, she was so close to getting paid, but then some girl just stole her prize and money! Toomes was not going to pay if he didn't get his precious gem but promised to double the money if she killed this cat burglar. She was willing to do it pro-Bono, it was bad enough this could ruin her reputation, but she sliced her face.

She looked at the device she was given, looking for any signal. She was to call Toomes, and they'd down this thief together.

She rode around her van filled with masks and all the tools of her trade when it sounded off.

Quickly she called Toomes to meet her downtown. She was going to get to use one of Toome's new toys.

She'd have to dress for the role. After all, she couldn't let Toomes be the only one to show up with a fancy outfit.

0000

The girls were having a great time in the arcade before Sasha suggested they get some stuff at some of the nearby stores. "It's all on me, girls."

"Sasha? Things get expensive." Anne pointed out

"Yeah, my mom might be a pain, but dad left me with a stack of cash to make up for it. I'm happy to share the wealth."

They stopped at a gaming shop to get something that Marcy had wanted. They assumed she'd want something for a role-playing or video game, but it was something else.

"You want a sword?" Anne winced at it.

"It's Stinger from War of the Warlocks!" Marcy explained, "It's a replica, size weight, even the knicks are perfect matches for how the sword ended up after the fight with the Lich!"

Even Sasha was worried. While not an issue with the money, she was worried Marcy would get herself hurt. "Okay, I'll get it for you, but… don't get yourself killed with it. I don't want to find out you got hurt because I got it for you."

"Pfft!" Marcy waved off the concern, "Come on, like-"Marcy tried to yank it off the wall and almost instantly dropped it.

The only thing that stopped the sword from colliding with Marcy's head was that Anne, with enhanced speed, caught the blade.

"Whoops," Marcy said, "Nice catch, Anna-banana."

Marcy held the sword with both arms next to her chest.

"Attention." A young man-looking police officer walked in holding a PDA-like device. "Please your attention. We have reason to believe that we have a dangerous individual hiding here. So please follow instructions."

Something made her head tingle, and something was wrong with this police officer.

The store manager stopped the officer from talking to them about what was happening.

Sasha turned to the girls, "Let's get out of her. I get a weird vibe out of this cop."

Marcy was confused, but Anne quickly nodded. Sasha motioned to them to walk towards the exit towards the back.

The device the officer held beeped in the direction of the girls. Before they could do anything, the officer pulled out a strange-looking weapon under their jacket and fired. A blast of plasma barely missed them, shattering the wall.

"Run!" Anne yelled, pushing the girls to the back. Everyone in the store panicked and fleed, letting the girls run.

Renee growled. She didn't get good luck but saw three people running. It didn't matter. She had the device. She could follow them anywhere. She readied the weapon to take out her target.

The tingle was worse now. Anne could feel the weapon being pointed at them, and she pushed the girls just enough to miss an attack. She knew that type of weapon. It was way too similar to the Heron's weapon had they come back for her.

The Chameleon in her disguise continued to fire. Anne started to pull away at her speedier pace. When another attack came, she couldn't move her friends. One of the blasts struck the ground, pushing Anne further ahead. Another shot hit the ground, blasting Sasha into a nearby store, and Marcy tripped onto the floor. Anne had stopped and turned around, and her body froze as she saw the weapon. Her body screamed at her to move, and Anne jumped back, and the blast blew out, shattering the walkway they were on. She saw it happen. She saw Marcy on the ground trying to get up, she saw the blast coming, but she moved back. The energy erupted through the walkway shattered and broke, collapsing, dropping Marcy and a half a tone of material into the lower floor of the mall.

"Marcy!"

She could barely make out Marcy's hand from underneath the rubble through the dust. The debris started to shift, and she could see that it would crush her, she stretched out her hand desperately trying to reach her, and she couldn't, but something else could. A shot of something ripped from her wrist, and a web attached itself to a large piece of debris. Anne barely registered it, pulled it away, and swung it out, leading it away from Marcy.

Renee could hear people coming; the debris wasn't letting her see anything, and she was still the tracker. She had to move before she got into more trouble. She dipped away. Toomes tech would handle the cameras.

Meanwhile, Anne jumped to the bottom ground and started lifting massive pieces of rubble away until she found Marcy.

"…Marcy?"

To her relief, she was breathing, she found Marcy's phone and quickly dialed for an ambulance, but she didn't say anything. What could she say?

Was she causing this? Was this her fault? Did she get Marcy hurt?

That thought hurt Anne, and it broke her heart.

Another thought followed she could have to reach Marcy. She could have shielded her. She could have pulled her along. She could have done anything number things. She had power, she could have done so much, and she was so scared to do anything; this was the cost.

Anne mentally screamed at herself that this was all her fault.

Something more reasonable tapped in her head.

No, this wasn't her fault. It was the officer that did this.

She screwed up already, and she couldn't screw up again. She had to do this right.

Anne looked around and saw some clothing store nearby grabbing some stuff. She couldn't let anyone able to identify her, or they would find her all the easier. She grabbed a sweater to cover her uniform shirt and some tracksuit pants over her skirt. She grabbed a beanie and ripped two eye holes before sliding it overhead, and her hair made it a bit awkward, so she pulled over the hoodie on the sweater. As she caught a glimpse of herself in a mirror, she almost laughed. The hoodie looked like a frog with eyes and everything. Anne ran towards where their attacker had been.

0000

In the black suit, a figure walked over to Marcy, seeing that she was alive, and could hear rescue workers already making their way down the hall. Nearby they saw the sword that Marcy, in her panic, had carried with her until she fell. They picked up the sword and walked away.

0000

Renee was almost home clear; she'd dump the disguise soon and blend with the crowd. When Toomes got here, they'd corner the girl.

"You!"

Renee turned around to see a strange sight rushing towards her. A girl in a bizarre outfit was swinging via web from her hands and moving straight at her. She tried to fire at this girl, but she dodged them, swinging mid-air, almost like she knew where the attack was going. Renee decided to fall back, but as she turned to run, she felt a snap on her back yanking her back. Reen hurled back, swinging through the air. She fired a blast severing the web and spun to the ground. Renee shook it off and returned to fire at this spider freak.

The ceiling started to collapse, but Anne moved around the air with her webs. The tingling in the head began to guide her away from the dangers. Her instinct drove her toward her target.

"Are you here for the gem too?"

The Chameleon aimed her gun at Anne and tried to fire it again before a web clogged the weapon, and as she pulled on the trigger, it exploded, hurling her into a wall.

The criminal gasped, trying to catch her breath before the web pulled her forward, and she found herself grabbed by Anne.

Anne, enraged, hurled Chameleon into the air before webs attached to her and swung down hard on the ground.

Anne felt her heart beating in her head, fist-shaking, and she leaped at the woman. Anne placed her hand on their face and pulled, and she was surprised that a mask came off, revealing a woman.

It didn't matter. She hurt Marcy, and she tried to hurt them all. Anne shook her hand, and after a moment, the mask fell from her now her sticky finger. Anne instead grabbed her neck, felt her finger attaching to the skin, and started to press down. She felt the flesh and the bones begin to bend to her strength, and it would be easy to end it there.

The woman was desperately gasping and trying to struggle against Anne.

She wanted to end it.

Then she remembered two days ago that was her; she'd been struggling for life a few days ago. Anne didn't want to become like the Heron and let the woman drop. Anne shot webs at her sticking her to the ground, and fled.

0000

The police were already blocking off the area.

Ford was already there with his camera guy looking for what was happening.

There were gasps and screams, and suddenly, people turned to the roof as out of the holes someone was crawling out.

"Is that a frog?" Ford remarked, noticing the hoodie.

The girl was sticking to the walls before leaping off it and shooting webs and started to swing away.

"It's a spider?" Ford scratched his head, "It's both." As they swung away to the crowd's amazement, he got his camera guy and pointed to them, "I want pictures! Pictures of Spider-Frog!"

Nearby, Toomes watch things play out from his limo before telling his driver to continue. There was nothing for him to do.

0000

Renee was barely conscious and was sure a few broken bones. She didn't think some weird frog-spider freaked finally caught her.

"I told you guys we'd see each other again."

Renee blinked as she saw the blonde looking down at her. She wore the familiar black suit, but her hair was a mess, and her eyes seemed redder.

"So, you did."

"Look at how the Chameleon was brought down. No one is even sure what you look like. I wouldn't be surprised if this face were a mask too."

"Trade Secret, Miss-"

"Let's go with Black Cat."

"You know there was a thief by that name, and they vanished some time ago."

"Yeah, so the name is free."

The Black Cat looked down at her, "I need to tell you this. I was wondering what to do with you. You're just a gun. I want your boss, but now…." She pulled out a small vile. "I wanted to leave you with a reminder of me, something to make you remember my pain every time you look in the mirror. I was hesitating to use this, but after today it's not enough."

"What are you talking about?"

The small vial was smashed into Renee's face, shattering and releasing sulfuric acid. As her face started to melt, she screamed.

The Black Cat pulled up a sword she'd been carrying, "Like I said, not enough."

0000

The police rushed in following the screams, and they found the Chameleon just about to pass out as her face had been felted by acid and her left arm had been sliced off. They found no method to how this was done nor by. They could only assume by the webs that this Spider-Frog had done it.

0000

Anne was crying on a nearby roof, and she wasn't even marveling had her new powers. She was crying, still feeling guilt over not saving Marcy and almost killing someone.

Was she a monster now?

She almost killed someone without a second, though. If she hadn't stopped right there, would she have done it?

The phone buzzed with a message from Sasha.

"Where are you? Are you okay? If you are, get to the hospital soon. Marcy isn't doing well."

It wasn't that hard for Anne to get to the hospital.

She rushed to the room until she found Sasha in it with Marcy.

"Anne! You're okay." Sahs hugged her, and she had a few bandages on her face. "I got blasted through a store window. When I came too, I found Marcy…."

Anne stared at Marcy, motionless, lying there with machines supporting her.

"It's still too close to tell, we hope she will be fine, but we got to wait and see."

"Marcy…" Anne took her hand, and Sasha took her other hand while holding Anne's. They wanted to stay with her letting her know she wasn't alone. To their surprise, Marcy squeezed their hands back. To their relief and through tears, they had hope.

0000

Anne returned home, she was tired, and her parents understood why. They all hoped Marcy would pull through. Anne was worried they wouldn't let her out of the house.

She dropped her pack onto the bed and found Spring crawling on the ceiling, exploring. He wasn't showing any other power, but he spat out an extra-long tongue to swing from wall to wall before Sprg landed next to her.

Anne picked him up, "Hey, little guy, did you give me powers."

Maybe.

"What?" Anne wasn't sure, it wasn't worded, but she felt some sort of sensation coming from the frog.

While Anne thought about this, Sprig jumped towards her bag, knocking it over and letting their makeshift costume spill out. Anne looked at the costume, but her eyes turned as a blue gem stumbled. She picked up and stared, remembering the villain's words about a jewel.

Author's Notes: Something that bugged me in the spider-man movies was how in the Tobey films, he was all scrawny, yet after a day, he was buff, and no one mentioned it. If I remember, someone mentioned he no longer needed glasses. I just figured someone noticed is Anne suddenly got more muscles.

Okay, I rushed this out a bit faster since I'm going to a trip in two weeks so I'm trying ti update everything before I head out for a while. Anyway leave me a review and tell me what you guys liked.