Raph ran across the rooftops with Spidey, noticing something as they used another web to sling forward. "Have you and Donnie been cooking up a new formula?" He asked.

"Nothing at the moment, he's still trying to crack gob webs." The web head commented.

"So close … the compounds are so rare though." The nerd lamented.

"Then why the heck are your webs … black?" Raph pointed out.

"They are?" Spidey asked, continuing to swing like normal. "Huh…weird." He was being WAY to nonchalant about it.

"Maybe something's wrong with the web cartridge?" Donnie asked. "Let's take it out, we have time to kill while we figure out how to deal with this Chameleon anyway."

"What's the figure out? We go up to him and beat him up." Mikey said.

"In broad daylight while he's robbing civilians?" Leo asked. "Much as we hate the 'Spider-Man robs back headline', the last thing we need is 'fake spider man foiling by ninja turtles' all over the Daily Bugle."

"Oh yeah, Jolly j would eat you guys alive on the slander." Spidey nodded. "Not only are there giant walking turtles in Manhattan, there's masked walking turtles. The jerk." He grumbled as they landed, pulling open his glove and taking out his web slinger. "Looks fine to me."

Donnie got in closer. "Wait a second … the nozzle jammed." He pointed to a small bent up front piece.

"No it's not. Otherwise I wouldn't be able to fire off webs at all." Peter said. "And last I checked, I was just web slinging."

The purple turtle opened up the metal tube, feeling the weight. "Peter, this is still three quarters full."

"Huh… I wonder." Peter looked to the roof, ditching the other web shooter he had, and jumped. "This is either going to be really cool or really stupid!

"SPIDEY!" Mikey screamed, looking like he was gonna jump after him.

"Not only watch." Raph pulled his little brother back. "Spidey's a moron, but he knows what he's doing…I think."

The masked hero fell … and shot out a web, swinging around. "Holy cow, I think I got an upgrade! No more fluid costs for this little Spider!" He shouted out, doing a few flips in the air. "Yehaaaaaah!"

"He's still slinging webs?" Leo asked. "How?"

"It's this suit! It's making its own webs." Spidey flipped over to another roof. "And I don't think it's gonna run out either!"

"What kinda suit did you rob you sleep deprived lunatic?" Raph asked. It was one thing if it was just a random mutation, the radioactive bite was already driving Donnie crazy, but the suit itself was doing it?

"I don't know! One moment I'm swinging from the bugle and the next 'pooof' new suit."

"That feel like a red flag to anyone else?" Mikey asked.

Fwoosh

Before they could even begin to question it, a plane began falling out of the sky, covered in flames. "... That's a new one." Leo muttered. "Spidey-"

"I'm on it!" The hero rushed forward, over to a ledge. "Gonna take a few leaps but-whoa!" Spidey, in one jump, leapt over five rooftops and on the plane. "I've never been able to jump that far before!" The turtles rushed in closer as the hero began gripping the plane wing. "I'm gonna try stabilizing it, it'll take a bit of effort but-" Spidey then pushed the wing without what looked like any effort at all. "Okay, I could never do that before either!"

"Should we be getting freaked out by this?" Leo asked.

"The guy holds back a lot. Maybe the adrenaline is just getting supercharged." Raph suggested.

After a few more webs, Spidey got the plane back up in the air, just missing a building as it began soaring. The dork landed down right next to them, looking at his hands. "I'm stronger… faster, can go farther. And my webs have greater use… this suit is enhancing all my spider-ness!" He shouted.

"Dude, that suit is out of this world!" Mikey shouted.

Donnie's eyes lit up upon hearing that."Out of this world… Peter, that's the alien!"

The hero's eyes widened, before groaning. "Gah, it must have stuck on me during that fight." He muttered. "Alright, alright, this is fine."

"It is?" Leo asked.

"Yeah, I can return it to the Connors and help them get their lab back … after the Chameleon thing."

"But what if it lays eggs in your brain!?" Mikey shouted.

"... Once again, the Kraang aren't a representation of all alien life in the universe guys." Donnie shook his head in disappointment. "But he does have a point. We don't know what it's going to do to you in the long run. Extra powers are one thing, but what's it getting in return for that?" Donnie got closer. "That kind of symbiotic relation can turn deadly if we don't understand the full nature of it." He reached out his hand…which Spidey whacked away. "Ow! Watch it."

"You already took a blood sample when none of us were looking, don't exactly feel comfortable with you interested in the suit on my skin." Spidey said. "Besides, it's just one mission. After that, we put the alien back. At least this way you have a clear cut method of telling who's who." They smirked. "And in the likely chance that black cat tries to get a fast one on us, I can be prepared."

Leo coughed out 'hypocrite' under his breath…and got his hand webbed to his mouth. "Mmmmmh!"

"Alrighty folks, time for a rarity among the vigilantes." Spidey said. "Negotiating with criminals."

"Just as long as you don't pull a Leo, we'll be good." Raph nodded.

"Pulled a Leo?" Mikey asked.

"Mhmhmmh!" Leo's mouth was still gagged.

"We'll tell you when you're older." Spidey patted the turtle. "Hmm … wonder if any of my other powers got upgraded?"

"You can stick to walls." Raph deadpanned. "I don't exactly see how that gets a leg up."

"Unless he's so sticky that he could rip a person's skin right off." … Everyone turned to Donnie. "What, that's a legitimately query. Actually I have a theory it's based more off of biomagnetism, which if that's the case the implications of can be massive."

"Wow, what do you know, magnetic cyborg theory was close." Peter muttered.

Black Cat hummed to herself, checking over her nails. Just because she was about to get wet and dirty on a job didn't mean she couldn't look pretty while doing it. That's just sloppy showmanship.

She heard multiple thuds, turning to see her current stud land with a couple more turtles. "So, is this a found family situation or are you just freaky when it comes to women?" Felicia asked with a smirk.

"Oh I don't think you're ready for my freaky side, Cat. Spider bites are more deadly than cats."

"Oooh, is that a promise, Spider?"

"Seriously, could you keep the flirting small, we have Mikey right here." Gap tooth groaned.

"Hey, what's that supposed to mean?" A confused looking turtle asked.

"Kids. Always know how to ruin the mood." She shook her head. "So I take it you've accepted my offer of one night partnership ?"

"Yeah, you help us, you walk away… until the next time you try robbing some place of course." Spidey commented. "It's a one freebie deal after all."

"Oh, keeping me on my toes. Now you're speaking my language." She passed over a compact telescope. "Check out the yacht over by the doc, the one with fancy lights and a lot of passengers."

"Fancy boat party with fancy rich people I'm guessing?" The turtle in the blue mask assumed.

"Got it in one, Bluey. High class passengers, lots of rich and small valuables, and the guy who runs the biggest Spider-Man hate paper in all of New York City in one little boat?" Black Cat asked aloud. "Sounds like quite the irresistible mark. No self respecting thief would be able to resist."

"That isn't an invitation for party favors. I still got my eye on you." Spidey glared.

"On my hands or something else?" She asked with a smirk.

"Is there anything on your mind that isn't thievery or sultry coated wordplay?" The short turtle in red crossed his arms.

"I like cats." She admitted. Well, that and working out a long term plan to free her dad, but cats were cute.

"So are we slingshotting there like we did with Doc Ock?" The blue turtle asked. "I really doubt that they'd let us walk in through the front door."

"True, you don't exactly follow the dress code." Black Cat admitted. "Luckily, I always keep a back door in play." She flipped down to the dock and showed off her jet ski.

"..Please tell me you rented that and didn't steal it?" Spidey groaned.

"What do you take me for, an amateur?" She asked with the click of a tongue. "Any gear I use I make on my own." Stealing the blueprints and equipment for said gear was an entirely different game however.

"Why haven't you made us jet skis Donnie?" The confused turtle asked. "Imagine it, a fun beach day!"

"Yeah, because turtles on a beach are totally not inconspicuous at all." The short red one rolled his eyes. "So do you have more than one or.." Cute, they thought she actually saw them on equal footing.

"Sorry boys, but this rides for grownups, you'll have to swim there like good little turtles. Spidey and I will meet you there… thought we might experience some… delays."

Everyone gave the Spider boy a look. "... These are just mutually assured goals that happen to line up!"

"Sure, keep telling yourself that Spider." Black Cat snickered. "The Chameleon works with two partners. One that provides all his tech, the other provides smokescreens and illusions. You guys can have fun fighting those wannabes while me and Spidey here take the spotlight."

"Thank you, you're too kind." The boy in blue said sarcastically.

"What can I say, it's the pretty little kitty inside of me." She revved up the engine. "Hang on tight Spidey, it's gonna be a bumpy ride."

"I swing through the air, I can handle a couple of waves."

"Who said anything about the water?" Black Cat asked as they began moving forward, speeding up to 'accidently' force the spider to hold onto her tightly. Oh yeah, she could feel every inch of muscle rubbing against her. Not overly bulky like a bodybuilder, but toned and slicked in all the right ways. She had no desire for kids of her own, but the wise single dad vibe he gave off was starting to put her in a very good mood. "Careful spidey, put your hands any higher and I might think you have something indecent in mind for tonight."

"Let's … just focus on the target." Fair enough … that cat gem was speaking to her. She could think about getting the Spider in bed later.

George Stacy had not been having a good year. Every second it seemed like one crazy criminal after another showed out of the woodwork and made the force of justice he wanted to uphold harder and harder to achieve. It made it a lot harder to make the city a safe place for his daughter to live in.

For a lot of people, they were very quick to point out what many, mainly J. Jonah Jameson, claimed to be the source of all the chaos: Spider-Man. He was the first actively reported super human in the city, and for all the bugle's ranting, the brand of criminal known as the 'super villain' never came until a super hero came along.

Now don't get George wrong, he liked anyone who tried to save lives and make sure criminals didn't run free … but power on one side makes everyone else desperate to have the same thing. There was also the problem of vigilantism, mainly the idea of a civilian putting themselves in harm's way without any prior training or preparation.

And with the vigilante's supposed crime spree, many were clambering for Geroge to put out a warrant and issue his arrest. The Captain though was more than wary and suspicious about the whole situation. One does not just automatically turn to crime on the flip of a dime, especially not so openly and blatantly.

So, he decided to see the supposed 'criminal Spider-Man' in action himself. This party seemed like a place to strike. Low security, plenty of valuables … and the ranting of the man next to him. "Yes, I'm the father of John Jameson, J. Jonah Jameson, editor of New York's biggest newspaper, the Daily bugle." The man in question smiled as he shook a hand. "I gotta say I'm proud. My boy discovered earth's first alien!"

Well … probably. There had been many suspicious reports on that front. Spider-Man said something once or twice about brain people called 'Kraang', but without any evidence George couldn't act on it. Even with a world full of flying goblin men and people made out of sand, logical deduction was still a factor. His division was still trying to figure out the supposed ninja's that were flooding the New York criminal underworld. And from what he heard about the chaos in Hell's Kitchen, there were two groups … which just added even more confusion! The headaches … just the headaches George got some days.

"You mean the alien that was taken by Spider-Man?" The woman asked.

"Yes, that no good, web headed menace to our society! The man shouted. "I've known for months that the wall crawling menace was a crook the entire time, and know the whole city knows that Spider man is nothing more than a villain!"

"Speak my name twice and I shall appear!" Shouted a voice … but not the voice he heard on occasion the hero actually chatted near George. "I figured three times was a bit too cliche in my book."

The man leaped into the room, although there was less usual grace to the landing then the normal acrobatics the masked man pulled off. Not to mention the frame was completely off. Too much bulk on the shoulders, and there was about two inches of height that was not there before. "He's too tall… it's a fraud."

"Spider-Man is NOT a fraud… I can't believe I just said that." Jameson winced as everyone got down on the ground.

"Of course I'm not. I'm the one and only webtacular spider of new york." They pulled out a bag. "Now if you would be so kind as to donate to your generous, life saving hero?"

"Guards, take hi-" George paused… seeing all of his security and men knocked out on the ground, with cups of coffee spilt right on their side. It was an inside job, he wasn't working alone. Which waiter, which one gave them the drinks?

"Now now, I'm the hero here, so don't try to be one yourself." A bola shot out of the fake's wrist, landing into Stacy and trapping him. While the webbing often dissolved before evidence could be analyzed, it was reported to be chemical based. These felt too much like actual rope. "So let's not make it any harder for anyone else here, or else the spider guy's gonna give some spider bites."

"Whoa, did your mom ever tell you not to kiss and run?" A voice that sounded like Spider came from the ceiling, as a figure in a spidey costume, except cladded in black and white, came down. The costume was off, but the agility match, as did the frame and height. "Because that's just rude."

"Oh, and who are you supposed to be?" The fake asked, taking a step back. "Black Spider? Kid Arachnid? Tarantula? Ghost Spider?"

"Ghost Spider? Okay, now you're trying too hard." What could've been the real deal cracked his knuckles. "I'm the really deal, copycat."

"Are you for real? Come on, you're not even in red and blue. Are you colorblind or something?" The imposter waved off.

"I needed to give the citizens a handicap. Not all of them share the deep and special bond me and Pickepuss have. Every word out of his mouth comes from the heart."

"Listen you web-headed creep-!"

"See, the jolly one himself knows it's me, as will everyone in New York once he prints his retraction." The supposed real spider man pointed to the back.

"Oh is that a fact?" The fake asked.

"Well you do have a good replication of my powers. I wonder if you got the ability to survive my blows." They said, holding out a hand. "You better tell me now before I break something beyond repair." … A little more violent than usual.

"Oh, so you think you can take a whiff of my Spider strength-" The fake went in for a kick, and for a brief second, Stacy was able to see some kind of spring pad on the front of it, likely how the fake replicated the agility and super strength….only for it to not move the black suited spider man an inch.

"Accept no substitute for the read deal." The real Spider-Man grabbed the leg before it could be pulled back, squeezing to the point Stacy could see a wince out of the fake Spider. "Would you care to change your words now or in the hospital waiting room … Chameleon?"

Geroge would've called out for Spider-Man to hold the man there, but a waiter came in… holding coffee. "Dematave Spider-man?"

"Spider-Man, he's in on-!" But his words sadly fell too late.

With a drop of the plate, the liquid turned into a gas, blanketing the room and getting a cough out of the masked man, coughing as George could hear footsteps running. "Oh the service here is so getting a one star review. Unless it's an exclusive evil faker service, in which case, four stars."

"That's definitely… hack…. the real Spider-man…" Only that guy could make such a bad joke in a serious moment. Strange he wasn't coughing though through the gas.

Mikey waited on top of the boat, waiting for his moment to strike. "... This party is lame." But it was sooo boring. "They don't have pizza, or rocking music. It's just people standing around and talking about their jobs."

"This is less of a party and more of a social event to discuss politics." Donnie answered as they waited for their cue.

"Really, I thought it was a way for fancy rich people to brag about how fancy and rich they are." Raph rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, but it's all about the subtleties. You never just say how fancy and rich you are." Donnie added.

"I was being rhetorical." Raph answered back. "When are we getting in anyway?"

"When the Chameleon or his two goons show up in a less open area." Leo said, walking back. "I didn't see anyone around the edge of the ship, just the captain."

"Worst. Party. Ever." Mikey groaned. "Peter gets a new suit, super-super powers, and a girlfriend while we're just left waiting."

"And we are terrified of all of it." Donnie shivered. "Don't tell me that's how I make people feel when I dream about April."

"No. For Spidey it's cringey. For you it's pathetic." Raph explained.

"Aww, don't tell me I'm that bad." They turned and saw the cat lady walking over to them with a smile.

"Says the bad guy." Mikey pointed out.

"Bad guy's a relative term kid." She said. "All I do is take trinkets and leave. No plans of global domination or desire to permanently maim anyone. I take what I need to survive… and flaunt around. Is it so bad to just wanna have fun?"

"When it affects other people's livelihoods, yes." Leo glared.

"*cough hypocrite*" Raph fake coughed as he bumped into Leo for that.

"Ugh, killjoys. You're all so straight laced." The girl rolled her eyes, before looking down. "Now would you look at that, it seems our guest of honor is finally taking his leave."

Mikey looked down into the red smoke, seeing a red and blue Spidey and a waiter dude run across the walkway. "Wow, didn't expect him to switch costumes so fast."

"Mikey, that's the imposter!" Leo called out.

"Plus side of the alien costume situation, we can tell who's real and fake." Raph said. "Although we should still punch both just to be safe. I'll warm up with the bozo in red and blue." He jumped down as the rest of them followed.

"Yo Shrek, Halloween was a week ago. You're a little late for that party." The fake Spidey quipped as he sent out a web net that didn't look nearly as web-like as the real Spidey's.

Leo pulled out his blade and cut the web as it came close. "Says the one wearing someone else's clothes, Chameleon."

"What can I say, it's a one piece any situation costume. Why would I ever take it off?" They questioned.

"Oh turtles, don't forget your desert." Some waiter dude slid over the tray in his hand to them, which started flashing into everyone's eyes with some camera clicks.

"Bleh, this desert stinks, put it back in the kitchen!" Mikey called out as he closed his eyes, trying to block out all the flashing lights.

"Focus on the footsteps!" Leo shouted. "He doesn't have anything beyond tricks!"

Pew

A bright light passed by Mikey's head, as he could feel the end tips of his mask getting singed. "...AND LASERS! HE HAS TRICKS AND LASERS!"

"The boat's ready to go!" Someone else shouted.

"Spidey was right, you all really do need that super hero mentorship." Black Cat said as she ran forward. "Let me show you how we in the big leagues handle it." She leapt over a web bola, sending out a grappling hook and grabbing the waiter guy, pulling him back.

"Oh, asking for an encore?" The waiter dude asked, tossing a small bag that exploded into a smoke bomb. Luckily for Mikey, he was perfectly used to running through those.

"Pfft, you think you're gonna get me on that! I accidentally expose myself to the worst in Donnie's lab on a daily basis!" He ran through. "My nose and eyes are basically numb to it…that and I get headaches, but I'm totally used to that!"

"This job is a lot more trouble than it's worth." A guy in a captain suit said as he messed with a remote control. "Chameleon said nothing about giant turtle men." And some kind of spinny thing flew into the air, spitting out laser after laser.

"So you both have a bad job and a bad boss? Harsh." Mikey flipped through one of the blasts. "He gets the fancy cool name while you two are left alone doing the hard work. Doesn't sound fair."

"Hey, it could be worse." Black Cat said. "They could have personally pissed off your friend."

On cue, Spidey landed, shooting out webs at the waiter and the captain, while dodging the lasers. "Where did Chameleon go!?"

"He's on the boat!" Donnie shouted, pointing to a small boat getting away.

"Not on my watch!" Spidey spun a web, falling down into the water.

"See, I told you the skies were a good idea! They could've totally come in handy right now!" Mikey shouted.

"... Actually I think Spidey's making due without it." Leo pointed to the boat… with Spidey getting dragged along the water by his feet as if he was wearing skies.

"Talk about amazing." The Black Cat grinned, using claws to scratch up the laser drone. "Well, I think you boys can take it from here, I'll be on my way."

"Where do you think you're going?" Raph accused.

"Shopping, what else?" She smirked, falling backwards off the rails and grappling to the side.

"And leaves us watching the criminals until the police show up … of course." Leo groaned. "Shell, it's Karai all over again."

"Not so fun when the shoe's on the other foot, huh Leo!?" Raph accused, grabbing hold of the captain guy.

"What are you guys talking about?" Donnie asked.

"Again, long story that we'd rather talk about later when Mikey's older." Leo sighed.

"Seriously, why are you guys acting like I can't take it?" He asked. "I caught the bad guy right?" He asked, showing off the chained waiter dude.

"Gaah … could have sworn that last one got you." They groaned.

"Nah, like I said, I'm used to it, but you're pretty good with the smoke tricks." Mikey nodded. "Gives off a very mysterious vibe."

"Mysterious …" They muttered ominously … meh, it'd probably be fine.

"So how long do we have to wait until Spidey's done pounding Chameleon a new one?" Raph asked.

"None." Donnie pointed to the boat, which Spidey was driving back over, with the imposter, who apparently had some kind of all white mask over his head, knocked out. "Wow, new record. Either he was really weak or that suit is better than we thought."

"Don't get attached." Leo said. "We have to return it when all this is done, remember?"

"Yeah yeah … no matter how much I could have studied the thing." Donnie grumbled. "Just one sample is all i'm asking.."

"Shame too. The all black suit looks pretty cool." Mikey noted.

"Meh, I'll miss the tacky jokes too much." Raph waved his hand. "Now come on, we gotta move, people are showing up." The life of the ninja. All work, and no thank yous.

Leo hid under the bridge with the other turtles. They could have swam away … but it was a rare opportunity to see a bad guy put away for a change instead of just running away and trusting Peter. "Thanks Spider-Man. I'm sorry it was all on you again."

"I'm sorry too. Life would be so much easier if criminals didn't have access to knock out drinks." They quipped again. "Everything returned?"

"Almost … we're missing a jewel necklace from one of the patrons. A diamond tiger." The officer said. "We didn't find it in their bags."

"A cat themed piece of jewelry goes missing with a cat themed burglar is nearby?" Leo muttered a whisper. "It's such a mystery."

"I'll … keep an eye out." Spidey grumbled. "Anything else?"

"We looked into the fact they were playing the role of Curt Connors like you said, but we didn't find the alien on them though." The cop muttered. "Do you know where it could be?"

"I.." Good thing too. Leo couldn't imagine what damage having another alien running about would bring, even if they were nothing more than a slightly above average cosmetic change. "..I don't."...WHAT?!

"A shame." The cop said. "You better head out before the 'less tolerable' officers show up."

"Aww, and here I was ready to open up my officer selfie scrapbook." Spidey quipped, like he WASN'T lying to the police. "It's been a pleasure Captain Stacy. Hope this is the start of a beautiful relationship. Catch ya on the flipside!"

They swam away to follow, grappling on the nearby building and meeting the guy. "What was that!?" Leo shouted.

"That was me getting pushed away cause not all cops are friendly with vigilantes." Spidey was missing the point. "Told you it wasn't a perfect relationship."

"But … you lied." Mikey said. "About the alien suit … I thought heroes didn't lie?"

"Secret identity first off." They pointed out. "And come on guys, you've seen the boost." He said. "We could totally use the one up against Shredder."

"And what about the Connors?" Donnie asked. "They're gonna lose their reputation. And probably what funding they would've gotten studying it."

He looked away with a mumble. "Maybe they deserve it."

"What was that?" Leo glared.

"I said they can pull through. They've managed to make me, Electro, and Lizard. They probably have something else up their sleeves."

"...What, what do you mean by they made you-?" Mikey began to ask.

"Besides, the symbiote isn't harming anybody. And if I take it back, it's basically putting an animal in its cage, locked away from their own habitat to be ripped apart. It'd be more merciful to… let it roam from… under our watch."

"... Fine." Donnie said. "But I want a sample. A small one. Just to make sure there's no long term side effects."

"What side effects?" Peter asked. "I haven't felt anything."

"Neither did your Harry at first." Raph stated. "You know, when he started taking drugs because he thought he could handle it."

"This isn't drugs."

"No, it's just an alien suit cladding you in black and making you look twice as brooding." Leo muttered.

"Alien suit? Wow, and here I thought you were joking about the freaky stuff." They turned and saw as Black Cat sauntering back onto the rooftop. "In any case, I for one think you look exceptionally sexy in your new look." Black cat leaned in close to Peter, placing her hands on his face. "And this bad old puddy cat can't help if she sees a scrumptious snack."

"Ah…you're a little too close for comfort Cat.." Spidey said as she lifted up the edge of his mask. "Wait, what are…"

Spidey didn't get a chance to finish as Black Cat, the thief they has spent the entire night not trusting… had her lips on Peter's… and she was kissing hard. Inappropriately hard from what he could see.

"Hey, what's going on!?" Mikey shouted as all three of them covered his eyes.

"Stop asking questions and I won't slap you for the rest of the day." Raph said with absolutely no energy in his voice.

The two continued as the cat burglar had Spidey pulled in deeply, before letting go with a very satisfied grin on her face. "Uhh.."

"Just giving you a taste of what you could be having if you ever want to switch sides, swinger." Black cat flipped out of the way. "See you around. Though next time, leave the kiddies at home." She went over the building, leaving the rest of them in a small silence.

"... How do you wanna play that one off?" Raph asked.

"... Parker luck." They sighed, ducking away from Leo's punch to the back of the head. So many things Peter was doing tonight just rubbed him the wrong way. This was not how Spider-Man would act at all.

"...You do realize that she could be thirty for all we know, right?" Donnie pointed out. "She was way too… developed for lack of better words… to be a teenager."

"My first kiss is from an older woman … I feel both like the luckiest and unluckiest kid in New York." At least someone was having a blast tonight.