Curt pressed the start button on his recorder. "Dr Curt Connors, project regrowth, log fifteen." He spoke. "This is my fourth injection of the week." He looked at the device. "Still no signs of growth, my genes are probably still trying to acclimate and accept the Lizard DNA at a normal pace."

Certain animals could regrow cells at an incredibly fast rate. They could be the answer to missing limbs, damaged organs, anything! His first thought was to experiment with a Planarian worm, which has enough regenerative properties to regrow two bodies. Unfortunately they wouldn't function with organs, and the regeneration ran rampant in simulations.

After that it was Axolotls, which carry an unnatural amount of stem cells. This didn't hold too well in the testing phase. Instead of healing the damaged cells, once the serum had contact with a specimen, it latched onto the damaged cells and made it worse. He destroyed that research immediately, the last thing he wanted was to create an outbreak.

The first signs of success came from the experiments with the spiders. Small injections of the venom seemed to improve an organism's immune system and stamina, though any larger doses more often than not lead to the subject's death. It would be a miracle for any normal human to survive the experience.

Now he was on Lizard DNA, which surprisingly, survived testing remarkably. The reptilian and mammal genes were incredibly comparable with one another, allowing for a more stable bonding session. A rat managed to regrow its paw within a day. Although large doses caused a more feral nature, thus after some more testing, he came to the perfect solution.

Small amounts of Lizard DNA, injected into the host over a long period of time, allowing the body to acclimate and accept the transfer at a natural pace. Thus he began what any normal scientist would call him insane for trying..testing on himself.

It was dangerous, and there was a small chance he was only slowly poisoning his body, but the man longed to hold his wife's hand again, to finally hold his son Billy in his arms without hurting himself. It was going almost too slow for him though. No notable changes, like there was a catalyst missing that prevented the serum from taking effect.

But science takes time, something he accepted and lived with at this point. So he would wait and let nature take its course … although if he got no results at the end of the year, he'd up the dosage. "Will continue testing for-"

"Honey, are you still in there?" His wife calls out to him from the man lab. "You've been here for most of the day."

"Yes dear, just finishing up a test." He put away the device. "Have the kids arrived yet?"

"They've been here for the past two hours, Curt." Martha reminded him. "You've really been occupied, is there anything I can.."

"No, no, I'm finishing up now." If he explained himself, there was always the chance his wife would convince him to not go through with it. "Hope everyone's been bust without me."

"Nothing to worry about there, Eddie's been explaining the specifics on the genetically altered eels." It was great to have the extra help around the lab, or else he might've gotten lost in his head a long time ago.

"Wow, and this sludge isn't the result of the lack of maintenance?" One of their interns, Peter Parker, asked as he and Gwen Stacy observed the eel tank.

"No, the natural residue would normally dissipate in the vast expanse of the sea until it's too microscopic to do anything, but here it's contained and showing incredibly electroconductive properties." Eddie explained. "The sludge enhances their bioelectric output. We're hoping to eventually be able to harness it for clean energy."

"Right now though, the feedback is actually too intense for us to properly manage, which is why we have to constantly reinforce the bioleletrice filters." Connors explained, as he turned to it, as well as the man actually doing the repairs. "Or more accurately, have Max constantly reinforce the filters."

"Yeah yeah, I'll do it by the end of the day." The man waved off. "At this point the eels know more about me than anyone else in this building." He was a good man, though had the tendency to have a bit of a short fuse, so it was best to steer clear when he seemed volatile.

"You know, we should totally bring the others sometime, to show off the awesome work these guys are doing." Gwen stated. "Maybe get them into science?"

"Could be a group study session while we're on the clock." Peter muttered. "Have you considered a stronger insulator?"

"These things can create enough of a voltage to the melting point rubber when the charge builds up enough. Our current solution is working on multiple outlets to dilute the strain on each individual conductor." Martha explained further.

"No matter how stubborn they tend to be." Max groaned as he began pulling one of the filters out that seemed to be stuck. "Come on, you hunk of junk…"

Peter's eyes seemed to widen in concern. "Hey man, I don't think you should be pulling that hard.."

"Just got…one more…nudge.." Max ignored it and pulled harder…

Zapppppp

What looked like an explosion of electricity burst out of the machine, electrifying the air as it sent Max against the tank, which began cracking.

"Move!" Peter grabbed Eddie and Gwen, pulling them back as the grass broke, electric sludge pouring down onto the floor … and Max's body.

ZAAAAAP

"AAAAAAAAGGGG!" He screamed, sounds of agony being ripped from his throat.

"MAX!" Curt shouted, for a brief second considering rushing in to grab the man out.

"Don't, it's electrified!" Eddie ran over, grabbing a tarp and throwing it onto the man. "It's gonna be okay, Max, you're gonna be fine."

"It hurts…it's burning…it's burning all over!" Max growled as what looked like electricity crawled over his skin as he rolled over in agony.

"Martha, call the paramedics, we need to get Max stabilized." Curt ordered.

"What can we do?" Gwen asked in concern.

"It'd be best for you two to head home now." Martha expressed as she took out her phone. "We don't know how unstable Max's condition will get, and it is a school night."

"It burns … it burns …" Max cried out from the ground. "It burns …"

"I'll try and get some coolant." He'd do his best to help Max, no matter the cost.

Liz messed with her phone, texting. She would have just talked, but the people she was seated next to weren't the best conversation. The geek squad. Worst still, this was a biology class, so nerds like them thrived in this environment.

"So is Max gonna be alright?" The new girl, April something, asked.

"From everything Eddie was able to explain, it's a miracle he's alive at all." Gwen, the second biggest nerd in their grade sighed. "His body's emitting so much electricity that needs to be kept in an insulation suit."

"Wait, emitting, like he's mutated now?" Irma, another glasses girl that made her feel very uncomfortable to be around, questioned. "Did that event alter his insides or something?"

"I wouldn't say mutated as much as spliced." The king of the Nerds, Puny Parker as her Flash called him, groaned. "The sludge from the eel tank got all over him as he was electrocuted, now it's like he's a busted wire constantly sparking."

"Eddie said he can't even drink water without it evaporating from his own body heat. They have to use supercooled ice just to keep his body hydrated." Gwen sighed. "The poor guy …"

Ugh, depressing nerds wasn't what she signed up for. If the bell didn't ring soon, she was gonna blow her own fuse. Liz turned to her boyfriend, hoping he had something more interesting on his mind. She saw do something she rarely caught him doing…reading. "Reading the sports page?" She asked.

"Wha, oh nah. The Bugle is offering a big cash reward for anyone willing to get a pic of Spider-Man." Flash smirked.

"A cash reward you say?" Puny Parker asked with mild interest.

"Yeah, but like anyone will be able to. Spidey's too cool to be caught on camera." Out of all the kids in Midtown, Flash was arguably the biggest Spider-Man fan. Not that he wasn't awesome, New York having its own hero and everything, but her boyfriend treated him better than most celebrities.

"It's not like anyone should." That April girl shrugged. "He's a hero, they don't need people trying to make money just because he's the one doing the work."

"Well one, he's dressed up so bright and colorfully it's almost like he's begging someone to get pictures of him." Irma pointed out. "Two, the term is vigilante since I'm pretty sure the Police shoot him on sight most of the time."

"My dad's pretty split on the whole thing." Gwen put her annoying two cents in. "He said the guy's cleaning up the streets, but it's almost like he's a magnet for bigger bad guys. Like Backer Talkman and the Vulture?"

"He saved my dad from the Vulture guy, so he can't be that bad." Osborn, the guy only notable for how rich he was, spoke out. "Besides, word on the street is that there might be more than one-"

Riiiing

Thank god, the bell, now she could leave. "Ms Allen, can I see you for a minute?" Nevermind, god could kiss her ass.

"Yes, Mr …" She already forgot his name.

"Warren. Aaron Warren." The man groaned. "It seems memory is something else to improve on, of course that could be because you've spent half of the last week of classes texting on your phone." He pointed to her phone, something she actually forgot she had in hand, guess it was instinct to just hold it.

"Uh, am I in trouble?" She asked. She knew her grades were never the best, but she passed. Sixty percent wasn't a F, so she was good enough.

"Not yet you're not. Mr. Parker." The nerd squad stopped as Mr. Warren called Puny Parker up. "Ms. Allen, I'm going to be blunt. Your grades are fumbling at a very fast rate for just barely the first month of School. If we graded on a curve, you'd be getting zero on every test, and on your last essay, you copied and pasted text from a website."

"But at least I put something smart on it." She tried to justify.

"Plagiarism is illegal. In the real world, you'd get arrested at worst and sued at best." How messed up was the world if she could get arrested for doing homework? "Thus, until your grades improve, Mr. Parker will be your tutor."

"My what?" Liz spoke shocked.

"Her what?" Gwen and Flash spoke at the same time.

"... Could I get a rain check on working with you or …"

"Mr. Parker, You've had the highest grade in every science class for the past two years, I wouldn't recommend you if I didn't have faith in your abilities." Damn teacher, using logic, so stupid.

"Come on, I can't spend all my time with Puny Parker…oh, what if Flash tutored me?"

The teacher raised an eyebrow. "I think you missed the point, we want your grades to go up." It just occurred to her how rude this teacher was. "In fact, Ms. Stacy, would you mind tutor-" The moment he said that word, the glasses girl bolted.

"Wow, she had more brains than Peter." The Irma girl snarked after a moment of silence. "Well, enjoy the remedial hell that is summer school, Allen."

Osborn sent a look to the April girl. "The prickly exterior is a bit much, but she grows on you eventually."

"Yeah, like a fungus." Parker groaned as everyone left the room, leaving just the both of them and the awkward silence. The awkward silence was much better company. "So, should we meet up in the library or …"

"Look, I got cheerleading tryouts after school, and then I got to update my status to 'stuck with nerd', then I'm meeting up with Sally…"

"Oh, I see, you've already given up. That's cool, have fun failing." The dweeb rolled his eyes and walked out of the room

"Wha, hey! I'm not done!" She chased after him. No one ever walked out on Liz Allen before. "Mr. Warren said you're supposed to raise my grade!"

"No, he recommended that I tutor you, and there's no point in helping someone that doesn't want to help themselves."

This was such a headache, where did this geek have the gall to act like he was the one in control here? "The Silver Spoon at seven, alright?"

"Are you going to leave your phone off?" The nerd glared.

"Why should I, what if Flash texts…"

"You know they have this wonderful thing called talking in person. And last I check, talking with Flash ain't making you smarter." Liz almost found herself smirking at that comeback. Almost. "Look, if you're serious about this, then we're actually going to have to talk to each other, and that can't happen if you're on your phone twenty-four seven."

She groaned. "Fine, I'll call half the time, that sounds fair?" Her social life couldn't afford to go any lower than that.

"Whatever, it's your funeral we're trying to prevent, not mine." The nerd waved off.

She watched as the nerd walked away with that brazen attitude, like he didn't care about his social life or who she was. "Ugh, nerd's so not the hot accessory right now." Sally rolled her eyes as she caught up with her friends.

"Yeah, so lame." Liz agreed, though she couldn't get her mind off of Peter. She always knew him as that skinny kid that Flash liked to target. She never knew he had so much back bone or confidence. It was weirdly charming in a way.

Building. Building. That was what repeated in his mind as he walked down the street. This building point of rage, this building point of electricity, this building point of suffering. That was how his week had gone.

Ever since Max woke up he's been building up energy every second, shocking anything he touches. The hospital had to kick him out because he kept causing power outages on the floor he was on. The suit wasn't perfect, things kept going wrong all the time. Everyone he interacted with got a bit of a static shock, and devices kept flickering, like the street lamps. The one he was under looked really bright actual-

Crack

Nope, nevermind, it was just so filled with energy the bulb burst, glass falling down around him. "Stupid … stupid … grah." He could feel the energy burn brighter under his suit, fueled by his adrenalin. "Fuck everything. Fuck that job, fuck this suit, fuck people." It was annoying, so annoying. He felt like he was going to explode.

What did he do to deserve this? He may have screwed up from time to time, his temper may have gotten in the way occasionally, but he was working to turn his life around. He had a decent job, he planned on attending ESU once he had enough dough, he wanted a normal life, maybe even meet a nice girl and start a family. But now it was all flushed down the toilet! He couldn't even drink a stupid cup of coffee without shocking everyone!

But it was fine, Max just needed to wait … wait until Connors fixed his condition. The problem was it was taking too damn long. He needed a cure and he needed it now. What, was the man too busy working on his other projects? Was the fact Max was damaged causing too much effort and ditching him was just easier? Was the fact Curtis had a successful job AND family making him forget all the people he stepped over!?

"Hey, walking suit." He looked up to see … four turtle freaks? "How about you just come quietly, you're causing a scene." One of the creatures pointed a sword at him.

"Causing a … scene?" He looked around, seeing as cars were turning on and off, Tvs were going crazy. "Just, just leave me alone, let me handle this. Please." He didn't even want to question it, he just needed space right now.

"Oh I see, you like doing things the hard way." The one in red pointed an oversized fork at him. "Let me reiterate, stand down and stop whatever your doing, or get your butt whipped six ways to sunday.

"I don't want trouble." He backed away. "Just leave me alone." He didn't want a fight, he didn't have to fight, he just needed some peace and quiet, he just needed to be alone.

"We don't leave people alone to cause chaos." The one in blue jumped down, kicking him in the chest.

"Stop."

"Why would we stop when you haven't?" The purple one hit him with a stick, knocking him to the ground.

"I told you to stop…"

"You know, I don't think we're communicating all that well." The orange one jumped on his back. "Maybe we should start by meeting face to face" They put one of their three fingered hands on his face.

"Don't!"

"And see who's REALLY behind the mask." No, no, no.

"DON'T!..." It was too late, the turtle ripped off his mask, the one that held his power, the one that prevented him from hiring anybody, the one that he needed to have on at all times!

"It's …" The orange one paused, staring at the bolts of electricity forming from his body. "Some kind of … living thunderbolt? Ooh, Thunderbolt, now that's a name!"

"I told you … to leave me … alone!" He exploded, letting his energy run rampant.

Zaaap

"AAAAAAHHHH!" You could almost see the skeleton in how fried he made this freak.

"Mikey!" The Red one cried out. "Okay, you living Sparkplug, you're gonna fry for that!" He charged in with that giant fork trying to piece his stomach.

"Me fry!?" He held his hand out, energy now moving straight through the fork and into the body of the turtle. "I've been trying all week! All I asked for was some peace and quiet, but you didn't give it to me! YOU JUST WANTED TO FIGHT ME!" He let the voltage run higher with his rage. "WELL YOU KNOW WHAT, YOU WANT A FIGHT, THEN YOU HAVE A FIGHT!"

"Donnie, solution!" The blue one shouted as he flung giant balls of electricity and flung it at their stupid heads.

"Grab the others and run! The metal in our weapons just makes the shock worse!"

"Oh no, you're not getting away that easily!" He created a massive wall of electricity in front of them. "You little green freaks are nothing!" He struck them in the shells. "

"We won't … go down … that easy … Thunderbolt." The orange one muttered.

Max aimed the voltage back at him. "MY NAME IS MAX!"

"I think his chemical makeup is causing an adverse connotation between his adrenaline and his voltage." The purple one spouted off.

"English, Donnie." The red one groaned as he stood back up.

"The more we piss him off, the stronger he gets!" The purple one shouted. "We just need to avoid angering him."

"Hello hello, what's all this then?" That Spider-Man guy came in, speaking with an over dramatic british accent. "Maxie, buddy, these guys didn't mean any harm against the new mug you're spouting."

"Spidey, you know this glowing lightbulb?" The red one raised an eyebrow.

"Shut up! I'm not a lightbulb!" He shocked them once more.

"What did I just say about his anger Raph!?"

"Dude, buddy, amego, I understand the need to electrocute Rapheal on one or two occasions, but you don't need to go all Electro on all of them." He webbed the turtles out of the way before they could get hit by any more of his power.

"All of you shut up!" He blasted more bolts, only to get webbed up into a giant net.

"Gotta say, insulated webs are the best invention we've come up with yet." The Spider-Man answered. "Useful for containing even the craziest of bug zappers."

"Shut up shut up shut up-" Max could feel the building come back in full force, the webs covering his body glowing and melting.

"Guys …" The orange one groaned. "I'm no scientist … but even I can tell that's not good."

"Max, hold up, we don't have to fight, we can get you the help you need!" Spider-man called out to him, which he responded by blasting all the freaks back with a wave of electricity.

"Too late for that, wall crawler! There's only one person who can help me now!" With that, he launched himself to the top of a roof, trying to find his way to ESU. Curt Connors would give him that cure, or he would fry trying.

Leo winced as he applied aloe on his arms. "Well, I can safely cross surviving lightning off my bucket list." Mikey groaned. "Wasn't worth it." The fight hit them all hard, pain coursing through their insides, deeper than Spinter's ever reached.

"It's like my internal organs were barbecued from the inside." Donnie fell onto the couch, rubbing his blackened green skin.

"We're so used to bad guys shooting at us, we never got used to the projectiles being attracted." Raph groaned, looking at his weapons with betrayal.

"If this was some convoluted way to learn that the weapon doesn't make the ninja, then I say lesson learned…hard." Leo winced as his burns still stung.

"You all act like you've never been kicked into a power box before." Spidey quipped as he worked with some bandages and aloe. "Sure it stings like hell, but after five or six times, you'd get used to some of the more intense stuff."

"How the shell would you know know that?" Donnie asked.

"Let's just say in my early web slinging days, I got very close and personal to a lot of power lines trying to practice my aim."

"While that's hilarious enough to get rid of some of the pain, the fact is a crazy man is still running loose." Raph reminded the group.

"Weren't those webs insulated?" Leo asked. "How did he break through them?"

"The same reason a brick wall doesn't stop a truck." Spidey groaned. "He's emitting too much power for the webs to handle at once."

"We made those things capable of withstanding enough voltage to power the lair for a week. If it's higher than that we don't have many options for being lightning proof." Donnie groaned. "I don't even comprehend how he's still able to move while that much electricity is flowing through him."

"Apparently his genes were altered in a freaky eel accident." They turned as April walked through the door. "I learned it from a couple of friends interning at esu."

"Wait, eels?" Donnie asked. "Don't tell me he was bitten by one, because I still refused to believe that possibility."

"Well you could always try and take a blood sample from the walking power outlet." Spidey joked. "But full honesty, I think it was less the bite and more being enveloped in excreted sludge with a power surge accelerating some sort of bonding process."

"You heard about it?" April asked.

"Ah…I've been…..monitoring ESU labs during my patrols, you know, with the Kraang still after scientists." The web head looked like he was taken aback for a second. "Either way, we have to start thinking smarter about this, because we have an entire waking powergrid on the loose pissed as hell and likely wanting revenge on Dr. Connors."

Leo noticed their father walking by, sucking on a cheese pop he just grabbed from the fridge. "Master Splinter." He turned. "How do you stop a man made of lightning?"

"You do not." Well, that wasn't encouraging. "A man does not swim an ocean, he uses wood to sail it. A man does not bend metal with their hands, they use heat to soften it. A man does not break a mountain with their hands, they let the rain erode it into a valley."

Now everyone was listening. "The only opponent Nature has ever lost to, is its own Nature." Splinter stated. "Only the cycle of life and death is eternal, for even thunder gives way to the clear skies."

"So just look for the natural weakness of electricity and ole Electro is as good as shortened out." Spidey summed up.

"Hey, we're calling him Thunderbolt!" Mikey shouted. "No more bad names."

"Electro actually sounds pretty good." Leo noted.

"Betrayed, by my own brother." The turtle sighed dramatically.

"Whatever we call the spark plug doesn't matter if we can't touch him." Raph groaned. "What hurts electricity?"

"Water, duh." Donnie pointed out. "But we'd need a large sum of it unless we plan on pelting him with water balloons."

"The ESU has a pool, and he's likely to head there already with Connors at the lab." Spidey commented. "Suit up with a lot of rubber … and maybe some water balloons just in case."

"Alright, I've been meaning to find a use for these!" Mikey pulled out a bunch of full water balloons. "Dr. Prankenstein shall prank for the greater good!" Where did he keep those?

"We'll if you guys have a plan, I'll go on ahead." April spoke up. "The guys at my school plan on heading there, Peter needs to tutor an air headed cheerleader."

"Are you sure it's a good idea to put a bunch of teenagers in the danger zone of a walking power outlet with more anger issues than Raph?" Leo got a slap to the head for that comment.

"They're already heading there, and Gwen really wants to help out with the cure for…ah, Electro, right?" April asked

"He's going by Thunderbolt!" Mikey complained.

"Actually, let's try calling him Max for now. Donnie has a point about the anger and electricity correlation. We don't need him hyper charging mid fight." Spidey spoke up.

"So, wanna get started on the insulation suits?" Donnie asked, standing up and cracking his back.

"Actually I've got an appointment."

Leo raised an eyebrow. "Something more important than stopping Electro?"

"Thunderbolt!" Everyone ignored Mikey.

"I wouldn't say more, but it's something that the guy under the mask needs to do." The web head replied as he began to leave. "Trust me when I say I will be there before things get crazy though."

"You know this whole double life you have would be easier for everyone if you'd tell us just a little." Leo tried to argue.

"Well how about this? If I don't find a way to make money soon, you'll run out of Pizza within a week."

"The man makes a solid argument, Leo." Mikey nodded.

Peter was on edge. If there were two things he hoped, it's that either Max got here late, or the Turtles got here early. Either way would provide him enough time to change into Spider-Man while not interfering with his responsibilities as Peter Parker.

And yes, helping out Liz Allen was his responsibility. He knew her mainly as the one girl Flash dated, or at least, the one that didn't end after one month. The first few nights studying at the silver spoon were rocky, but he saw her at least attempt at making an effort, so not all hope was lost.

"So this is the lab of Curt Connors." Irma muttered as she looked around. "I gotta say, pretty lit."

"A lot bigger than the science classroom." Liz muttered to herself. "So people actually do this science thing for a living?"

"Well of course, there's practically nothing in this world that science doesn't play apart in." Eddie explained as he typed on a nearby computer. "This computer, your phones, hot pockets, all of science can create."

"I still say I don't really have plans in science, but the stuff in here just screams interesting." April looked around, once more in a place that could blow his cover if he wasn't careful. Bad enough she was personally involved with the Kraang situation, now his super and civilian life were moments away from colliding. If the Parker luck for once didn't screw him over, he would never let her connect the dots.

"It's incredible." Gwen gave a bright smile. "The world has all the answers, and science is just the questions. Nature to cure our bodies, the earth to expand our horizons."

"Doctor Connors tells us all the time science is all about looking at life from different angles, and seeing all the ways it connects." Peter explained as Liz stared almost in awe of the now fixed eel tank. "As scientists, we look to expand upon these connections."He put on a glove, slowly lowering his hand in as she gasped. "As people, we should do the same. If you're willing to get close, something strange and uncanny can become something … spectacular, you know?" He carefully gave her a close look at the eel before letting it go free.

"Or someone will find a way to exploit it for personal gain and ruin it." Irma chimed in with her cheerful demeanor as always. "You know, because humanity sucks." Why was April friends with her?

"Hey, you can't just-" Eddie started, before Dr Conners laughed and cut him off.

"We actually try to be self-funding for that reason. Oscorp, Tricorp, TCRI. Science is going to be explored eventually, we may as well try to bring the good first." He explained. "Right now i'm trying to find a cure for Max, but progress has been slow because-"

The lights began to flicker, some glowing brighter. "CONNERS!" A familiar voice shouted from outside the door. "I HAVE SOME WORDS WITH YOU!" Before they could even try to run out the back, the walls were blasted right out, Electro strolling in with a crazed look in his eyes.

"Max, wait, hold on, we need you to stay calm-!" Connors try to pacify

"Wait? Hold on? Stay calm!? I've spent the last week unable to even drink a freaking cup of coffee because I'm a freak of nature ruining everything around me, and you won't give me a cure damn it!" A single wave of the hand destroyed the desk, small embers blazing.

"Max, bro, we've been working day and night since the accident, your condition is super volatile!" Eddie tried to add in.

"Don't tell me what I already know, Brock!" Max blasted his bro into a way with a single strike.

"Eddie!" Everyone, except Irma, called out and attempted to rush in to help Eddi up, but a wall of energy in the middle of the room formed, stopping them from moving another inch.

"Everyone, stay right where they are!" The mad man shouted. "Connors, every hour I'm not fixed, someone here is getting a hundred volts to the brain, do you understand me!?" He screamed out {Danger fast} as he pushed himself and Liz down, another bolt of lightning nearly striking their spots.

"You alright?" He asked the cheerleader as he scrambled to get on his feet.

"P-petey... "The girl said with a shaken voice. Liz was horrified, right next to Gwen. April was desperately pressing buttons on her phone behind her back in an attempt to signal the turtles, and Irma … she was managing to look calm, but he could see how tense she was in her eyes.

The guys weren't showing, which given the current array of hostages in eyesight wasn't likely, and he didn't have a place to crawl to … great, so long secret identity. At least everyone else would be safe, that was the responsible action, that's what Uncle Ben would do. "Okay, I'm going to-" He started getting in front of everyone.

"Booyakasha!" As that started to become his favorite word of all time, the glass from the ceiling shattered as four familiar and gratefully welcomed figures came falling in, this time clad in rubber suits.

"What the …" Gwen muttered. "Are those …"

"LIZARD FREAKS!" Liz shouted at the top of her lungs, holding onto him. If he was a more hormonal and impulsive teenage boy, this would've been a pretty big moment for him.

"No, they're friendly!" April shouted, forgetting for a second she should probably keep her mouth shut on that front. "At least, that's what I'm assuming and hoping." Not a very smooth save.

"It's not going to be like last time." Leo spoke, holding a rubber stick like a blade. In any other situation he'd call it funny. "Just stand down."

"No, no, why do you freaks keeping getting in my waaaaaaaay!" Max spread his attacks everywhere, taking his eyes off of all the humans in the lab. "This is my only chance at a cure! Without it, I'm not Max Dillion anymore! I'm..I'm..what was it that you called me?"

"Thunderbolt!" Mikey shouted.

"No, not that one…Electro….Yes.." The man's mask and gloves burned off his suit as a whole wave of electricity spread throughout the lab, cracking every bit of glass in the room and breaking holes in the wall. "I'M ELECTRO!" At a more appropriate time, he would rub this in Mikey's face.

"Spidey was right, New Yorkers are the worst!" Raph shouted, avoiding becoming toast.

"Quick, while they're distracted!" Connors ordered as they made their way out of the back door, luckily no one questioned how 'Puny Parker' was able to support the drowsy Eddie on his back.

They began running to the inside of the school, thankfully the entrance away from the pool. Using the loud rain and the sound of thunder, he managed to slip away from the group, and the watchful gaze of April trying to keep the civilians away from the action. You know, after placing Eddie down next to the door and out of the storm.

In an alley, Peter lamented his school clothes and bag getting damped as he changed into his costume as fast as possible. Seriously, he's gotta stop bringing his essays with him. It was a miracle he was still able to pass with high marks. Perks of being a teen genius he guessed.

"I gotta get my life in order." He was literally two seconds away from exposing himself to everyone. It once again paid to have a team, but this was really cutting it close.

As he swung back into the sway of the fight, he heard the sounds of Electro going ballistic. "Don't call me Max!" Well, that was a button he just had to push.

"Max, Maxy, Maxaboy, Maximilian, Maxstrodrinary!" Spidey shouted to the livewire. "Did I get any of those on the mark?"

{Large wave} The response was a resounding yes in the form of the previous wall he was occupying being obliterated. "Did no one listen to my lecture about not pissing him off!?" Donnie yelled.

"I took notes, but they got soaked in the rain." Spidey quipped. Time to do the hero thing again.

Mikey was not liking the week in question. Spidey was tight on money for Pizza, he got fried on the inside of his shell, and no one was taking his ability to name things seriously. The one consolation was that he was able to bring Doctor Prankenstein into the fight. "Eat Water Balloons, sucka!" He shouted, launching multiple rounds at 'Electro'. Mikey had such high hopes for thunderbolt too.

"This…Agggg!" Sparks flew off with each hit. "Isn't…Aggh…. A GAM-AGGGGh!"

"Ooh, what's the prize for hitting the target?" Spidey quipped as he landed a kick to Electro's back with a foot covered in webs.

"Hopefully it's something better smelling than fried bug." Raph snarked as he ran in with a series of punches with rubber gloves. Life really felt like they were putting on a circus act half of the time with these fights.

"Would you all … take this … seriously!" With a roar, lightning shot out in all directions, the metal tower next to them exploded near the bottom, creaking ominously as it began to tilt.

"Everyone, move, now!" Leo shouted out. The giant tower collapsed next to them, the letters falling off, metal flying everywhere.

"None of you are getting in my way ever again! No more running and hiding for Electro!" The man shouted as he shot out more blasts of power.

"Now I know how flies feel when the follow the light of a bugg zapper!" Spider called out as he narrowly dodged each blast, coating his hands in webs as he maneuvered around the metal of the tower.

"Oh, like this could get any worse!" Donnie shouted from the electrified cage of metal.

A familiar tune of the Itsy bitsy spider rang out. "I am sooo getting you back for this Donnie!" Spidey shouted as he dodged another shock blast.

"Dude, you got to update your ringtone. Irony's great and all, but there's a limit to it you know." Mikey said, barely avoiding getting his shell fried for the second time in a row.

"I gotta take this!" Spidey launched himself like a slingshot, sending the villain flying closer to the pool as he answered the ringtone. "Yes, yes, I know I'm late, just fell a bit behind tutoring…I know, I know I promised!" Spidey continued to talk as he dodged more lighting blasts. "Don't just stand there, do something-No, I wasn't talking to you. The guy driving the bus is falling asleep at the wheel."

"It's like watching us get scolded by master Splinter from the outside." Mikey winced as he ran after Electro.

"Even web heads have higher ups apparently. Good to know it's not just us." Raph muttered as he hit the man again with rubber punches. "This isn't working, we need something with more force."

Leo looked around. "Hey Donnie, can we blow him up even if he's Mr high voltage?"

"He's just producing electricity, he still has a body."

"Good, get him in front of that generator." The turtle began running high up, making his way to the roof.

"Hope you realize this is basically a one way guarantee recipe for fried turtle." Donnie remarked as he got in close to the electric guy and bashed him across the back. "Yo, Gluteus Maximus, you're looking a little undercharged!"

"Undercharged? How's THIS for UNDERCHARGED!" The man began scorching the ground in an attempt to hit the now running turtle.

"What happened to not making him angry!?" Raph shouted as they avoided a stray bolt.

"Oh now everyone wants to listen to my plan!? You people need to learn how to make up your mind!"

Spidey came back in, launching a few more webs before kicking Electro in the face. "Alright, what did I miss?" He asked, shaking his leg with a wincing sound.

"Not much, just this!" Leo leaped down from the roof, pulling his sword out of the rubber stick and stabbing the generator … as the lighting moved straight to him. "Lightning Rod." The generator began glowing and sparking.

Boom

Before both the villain and his brother were sent flying in opposite directions. "Leo!" They all shouted.

"I'm no good at baseball, but catching is an essential skill for any Spider!" Spidey created a giant web net for Leo to land on just before he hit the ground. "Heck yeah! Who says Spider's aint got game!"

"Wh…wha about Electro.." Leo coughed weakly.

ZAAAAAP

They all turned to the massive yellow shine coming from the inside of the building, glass shattering. "And that my friends … is why you don't mix water with electricity." Donnie muttered as they watched the lightshow.

"The more you know." Mikey nodded. "Not bad for our first day at college. Not bad at all. Think we can catch one of those Frat parties they talk about on TV?"

"Well we already have to clean up the mess, get a cell that can contain Electro, and explain why four mutant turtles came into the building to everyone other than April …" Spidey muttered. "But after that, I can definitely show you some online frat party videos." He'd take it

"Or we can leave now and Spidey wait's by Electro until the cops come, and just let the turtle thing become another rumor that'll die off in a week." Donnie came up with another plan

"Good plan….lets go with it … on a side note … can't feel my legs." Leo muttered. "Someone's gonna have … to carry me …"

"So what do you think the deal with those guys was?" Gwen asked April and Irma. "Like, four giant mutant turtles showing out of nowhere, talking and everything."

"I still say you guys inhaled chemicals from being in that lab, and you all had a mass hallucination." Harry deadpanned. "I mean, an event like that and no cameras caught anything?"

"Well I was going to have proof and upload it online, but that Electro jerk fried my phone, so nadda." Irma groaned.

"I can lend you the cash if you need a new one." The only male around there offered.

"Nah, I can always steal another one easily."

"... So she grows on you?" Gwen asked April.

"Like a house plant…which takes months of care….trust me, it'll work out eventually." Sure it would, girl, sure it would. "Turtles or no turtles, we got out of there without a scratch thankfully, and I think I heard something about Oscorp working with Rykers?"

"Yeah, Connors actually had a meeting with Oscorp, Rikers Island, and Ravencraft. They're working to expand the facilities to contain more 'unusual inmates'." Gwen explained.

"I'm sure a lot of people will be thrilled about that tidbit." April chuckled. "So, how do you think Peter's doing?"

"Right now?" Harry asked. "Probably getting scolded by Liz for something about failing a test or …." He paused, stopping in his tracks as everyone turned back to the frozen boy. "... I think that crazy vision stuff from the lab made its way into the school."

"What are you talking…Oh I see…yeah, that does seem like something I'd see if I took drugs…well, more than I already do." Again, WHY was April friends with her?

"Okay, you guys are being weird, I'm sure it's nothing." Gwen rolled her eyes as she looked around. "It's just Peter talking to Liz." The girl giggled, she somehow, for the love of any god that existed, giggled. "What?"

Liz moved over, whispering something into the boy's ear, before walking away, leaving her best friend stunned next to his own locker. "Wow, and here I thought you were just scared of girls." April commented in a way that quickly made Gwen realize how she managed to stick with Irma.

"What?" Peter turned around, blinking. "Sorry it was just Liz … thanking me?" He asked with confusion. "Do girls normally ask their tutors to meet in private sometime?" He asked with a hint of genuine curiosity.

"She what now?" Gwen said, rightfully skeptical about the whole thing.

"Dude, you somehow got a cheerleader crushing on you." Harry said with wide eyed disbelief. "I don't believe in miracles, but this has to be the work of divine intervention."

"What?" Peter stepped back. "Come on, it can't be that serious, she's dating Flash."

"I'd say anyone dating Eugene Thompson would be more than eager to find a way to not date Eugene Thompson." Irma summed up the very legitimate point.

"You introduced her to a new world, you're the experience she never had, man." April patted the boy on the back. "Own up to getting your first highschool crush."

"Hey, let's not read into the situation right now, for all we know, this is just some elaborate prank that's being set up." Gwen shook her head and tried to find a reason.

"I'm with Gwen on this one. Trust me when I say I am not a girl magnet." Peter waved off. "Now come on, let's see how many laws we can stop Irma from breaking today."

"The answer is none. I've already pirated two movies before coming to school today." Good, things were going in a more normal direction now. No need to think about her best friend and dating today…not that it was any of Gwen's business who he dated…she was just looking out for him….just like any good friend would.