Alex Ohern was not having a good time. Back when they were a normal crook, it was just a cell with a toilet, normal food, and a roommate he could chat with to avoid boredom.

Now? He was still trying to figure out how to use the bathroom, he only ate soup so he wouldn't sweat into nothing, and he was all alone in a tiny boxed up room that would tase him the second he so much as moved a single inch. Sure, the power to crush Spider-Man was awesome, but it didn't mean much when you weren't crushing him. In hindsight, maybe he was a bit too rash in just letting an armor be forever fused to his body.

"I keep telling you guys, silicone only!" Although it was still better than his pal Flint. From the few conversations they had before the robotic voice told them to shut it, dude couldn't sleep or eat anything other than sand. Alex would've never claimed to be a smart man, but that sounded like an existential nightmare. "I don't need food anymore!"

"Oh right, forgive me for not remembering the diet of freaks." And the guards weren't so helpful either on that end. Somehow, even with all their power, they were STILL looked down upon like common thugs and mooks. They thought just because he was in some kind of fancy science cell that they had the right to mock them.

It had been like that for the past month, and it was all thanks to Spider-man and those stupid turtles. Bad enough the wall crawler made life harder for every crook in the city, but now he had four oversized ugly pets following him around everywhere. Ones they couldn't even chat about without looking like delusional chumps.

Which was why, in the past couple of weeks, he and several, 'like minded individuals', as that octopus guy put it, banded together for a plan to finally crush those creeps… and it would start by breaking out of this joint. "When I get out of here, I'm gonna knock you through a wall." Marko growled.

"Oh please." The man chuckled. "These things were built by Oscorp, there's no way the technology inside of these cells are failing."

With a dying hum, the lights in Rhino's cell turned off, along with the lights outside. Finally, the fun was about to begin. "What was that you were saying?" The 'Sandman' asked as 'Rhino' began to stand.

"...Have I mentioned how…. impressive and handsome you guys look with your… not freakish powers?" The guard sweated, trying to back away.

"No." With a rush, Rhino blasted through the steel door, cracking the glass casing holding his buddy. "Ha, you know, never thought I'd see the day we opened the bars up ourselves." He commented. "Usually it's someone else paying our bail."

"This is the future O'hern. Now we have the power to actually do something about it." Marko smirked as he used those admittedly cool but slightly freaky powers to punch out the incoming guards with three extended sandy fists.

"Would it be in bad taste to make a quip or two as we break out?" He asked, readying another charge.

"With how many people in here hear that stuff from the web-head every time they're out?" Marko looked at him. "You gotta show a little mercy. There's only so much a person can take at a time."

"Point taken." With a nod, he rushed through door after door as he reached the main holding area, where guards ran around like crazy. Since the lights were off Alex saw green arrows pointing to three cells. "I'll take the one on the right, you get the two on the left."

"You'd think with how dangerous we are, that they wouldn't just lump us all together in one spot." Sandman turned his hands into fists as he broke down the nearby cells, the one's connotation the bird man Vulture and the guy that planned all of this out, Doctor Octopus. "It's like they're helping us break out."

"When a fool locks away a threat, they rarely consider the mind as the true danger to the locks that hold them." The doctor said as Rhino yanked out Montana, or as he went by now, Shocker. "Marko, O'Hern, I believe the wardens are your problem, we'll meet Electro halfway through."

"Everyone has a gimmick now." Rhino rolled his eyes as he slammed into the nearby guard like they were dominos tumbling to the ground.

"The wacky gimmicks don't really matter if they're effective in the end." Montana said as he watched Sandman throw a couple men around.

After a couple of throwaways, Alex felt a shock in his system, as he turned to see a guy with a taser. "Biiig mistake rookie."

Rhino gripped the guard, snarling as he raised him high. "I'd suggest putting him down." A voice from a nearby prisoner said gently.

The villain glared at a cell … before paling, dusting the guard off, putting him down, and running away to the exit of the prison.

"Not gonna smash him in?" Vulture asked as they made their way outside.

"I may have unbreakable armor … but I'm not stupid enough to piss off Frank Castle." Freak took out the entire mafia in one week, no way he was going to touch that. He'd prefer to keep his mostly metallic hide.

They saw a massive lightshow going on as some freak in a jumpsuit with sparks around him fried a few officers, before turning to them. "Ah, Maxwell, it is a pleasure to finally meet you in person. And not a bad first impression if I say so myself."

"Glad to see I didn't back the wrong horse, Doc." The lightning freak said with a grin, sending a spark of electricity into the man's belt harness thing, making the little stubs on the back wiggle. "Although I prefer Electro if you don't mind."

"As you wish." The doctor slightly smiled as a chopper came down for a landing. "Gentlemen, I believe our chariot awaits."

They all turned to a helicopter landing down, the door opening as a familiar metal headed boss of his showed up with some cases. "Vulture, he's a little gift courtesy from the private vault of one Norman Osborn."

"I'll be sure to send the man a thank you letter before ripping off the man's head."

"Shocker, your old suit with an added gizmo or two to it, directly from the mook that made it in the first place. " Hammerhead tossed the case over to him.

"Maybe now it won't overload mid battle." The Big man's enforcer grumbled, pulling out that frankly ridiculous fishnet suit he saw on the news. If the man wasn't higher on the Big Man's payroll than Rhino was, O'hern would've been inclined to

"Doc, your arms, just as you requested.." They handed over the last one. "Untouched and untinkered with."

"Such sweet reunions between old friends." … Rhino was just going to ignore the mad scientist vibes as the creepy tentacles slithered to the man's back

"Everyone that won't destroy the ride just by getting angry or being on it, with me." The man continued unphased. "Rhino, Sandman, Electro, there's a boat with your name on it." Hammerhead said. "We've got a new hire, keep him up to speed on what kind of team he's working with."

"Can we trust some amateur rassilin up a fuss in this ever growing freakshow?" Montana asked skeptically.

"Oh trust me, I made sure." The doctor smiled. "He hates our enemies just as much as we do. Particularly the four terrapins assisting our mutual wall crawling pest."

"Just say turtles and spider." The old bird man groaned. "Youngsters sounding cool these days." He muttered as he got on the helicopter. "They always have to make everything so dramatic."

"Feel like we mighta jumped the gun on this villain team thing?" Flint asked.

Alex shrugged. "We've worked with worse." And fought worse. "If it ends with the bug getting squashed, then I am perfectly content with that." Rhino didn't need much to make him happy. Simple revenge was enough to hold him over.

Gwen was not having a good month. Scratch that, she was not having a good school year. Three months ago the school year seemed so promising. She got an internship at ESU and added two new to the group. It all seemed to be going uphill

Then everything blew up when Max became a living bolt of electricity and it all went downhill from there. Dr. Connors became a giant lizard and lost faith in himself. Peter took a new job at the Bugle at the expense of exposing said giant lizard, which wasn't even covering the flaking. Harry went on drugs and got shipped off to rehab across sea's. Eddie lost his job and refused to talk to anyone, Irma was just weird, April was getting on the flaking train, and she may or may not be having feelings for her best friend… who was SAID notorious flaker!

Oh, and she had to make an excuse for why her phone was in possession of a Purple Dragon raid, so now she had six o'clock curfew with her dad. It felt like her entire world was slowly falling apart every second, and the more Gwen tried to put in the energy to fix it. Everything was just getting worse and worse and soon everything would crash, leaving Gwen alone.

So, to ignore the impending reality of hopelessness ahead of her despite trying as hard as she could to fix the problem, she decided to dive into her studies and focus on keeping a straight A record. You know, because school was still a thing you had to prepare for. Life didn't suddenly come to a halt just because you were dealing with an internal crisis. And she still wanted to be class valedictorian by the end of her highschool tenure.

Plus side, in a week she'd be able to start messaging Harry, so that would be one more friend in her life … hopefully. If Eddie was willing to actually have a conversation with her again, that would be nice too. Heck, getting Peter to talk to her for five minutes would be considered a miracle by this point.

"Ggggh, it's too early to be dealing with this." Speaking of the devil, the ever elusive Peter Parker was walking down the hallway…wearing a short sleeved black shirt. Weird, he was always wearing long sleeved undershirts.… Now that she thought about it, nobody in her school really wore different clothes. Heck, she always wore the same pink hoodie every day. Was everyone just wearing multiple versions of the same clothes?

She saw as Peter slammed his food down at an empty table, munching in silence while drinking some coffee from a thermos like he usually did … weird, usually April hung out around him. In fact…out of everyone in their friend group….April seemed to be the one he stuck closest too and vice versa.

During Halloween, she was with him when Gwen called. She was the one that made the most excuses for him when he ran out. She was the first one to forgive him for the connor's picture…heck, apparently Peter got hit by a bus SAVING April a while back.

Was he … were they … "Gwen." She was pulled out of her thoughts by the girl in question dragging her away. "We need to talk real quick." April said while pulling her into the hall.

"Wait, what's going on?" Her stuff was still in there.

April pulled Gwen in front of a locker, looking her in the eyes. "Gwen, weeks ago you were able to call out Harry's changes when he was under drugs, please tell me I'm not the only one who see's how completely different Peter is becoming."

"I haven't noticed anything." She said. "Because to notice a change in personality, I'd have to hold a conversation that lasted more than one minute before he ran off." Gwen sighed.

"Exactly, he's even MORE distant than he was before. At least back then he was able to give lame excuses for why, now he's not even bothering at all." April reaffirmed.

"Oh, so now he's being honest about not having the time to help anyone?" She asked. It hurt, Harry needed them and Peter kept ditching them for cash.

"Okay, you know that's a little harsh, He's helping his aunt-"

And there it was. Even when she was calling him out, April still excused him. "There comes a point where that's not good enough, and you know it." Gwen pointed out. "I can look past the Lizard incident, it was a hectic time and I can hardly blame him, but he keeps doing it. Even when he got run over by a truck, he still went out of his way for his job. It's clear that he values his job way more than even his own health by this point, and I can't help someone like that."

April glared. "Then why did you bother trying to help Harry at all? He chose drugs and popularity over his own health."

Oh that was a low blow, but she wasn't going to back down. "Because I thought if we all focused on that it would finally fix everything, but no! Now Harry's gone, Peter's ditching everyone, and Eddie won't talk to anyone, and horrible things just keep breaking us up over and over!" Gwen cried. "I'm tired of trying to lift everyone up and support people who won't help themselves, it's all I've been doing ever since school started back up and I'm breaking April." She sniffed. "I need someone to help me … and so far I'm the only one I can count on."

April held her head down and sighed. "I'm sorry Gwen. I know what that feels like. Ever since my dad disappeared, I keep thinking that I'm alone and I'm going to fall apart at any moment."

She hugged April, just holding onto her. "… It hurts …"

"… It really does …" The red head held her back. "You shouldn't feel obligated to help everyone if it's too much. I can figure out something on my own."

"Yeah…you're just nice like that." Probably nicer than any of them deserved given everything that's happened.

"That's the good old O'Neil charm." The girl grinned as she pulled back with a smile.

"...April….do you like Peter?" Gwen had to ask.

"What?" April blinked in surprise. "What gave you that idea?"

"Because you two have a habit of disappearing on a schedule…"

"He has his photographer job and I have self defense…"

"You always seem to come up with excuses for him when you don't need to, you have an entire group of friends that I never even knew about until Halloween…"

"Those friends are across town, so we don't really hang in person much."

"And it's something only the two of you shared, never mentioning it to anyone else." Gwen shook her head. "You guys clearly have some kind of close bond, a bond that's strong enough for you to look for something good in Peter even when he hasn't given you an inch."

"We … both lost family, that's it." April winced, looking away.

She stared at the girl closely. "April, I want to help, Peter's been my best friend since kindergarten … but I can't do much if you're not being one hundred percent straight with me."

"I promise you, no crush." April raised her hands in surrender. "I'm too worried about my dad to worry about a relationship. I'm just a really concerned friend, nothing more, nothing less." The girl led her to the lunch area. "Just help me talk to him."

"Alright, I'll try talking to him." Gwen reassured April.

"Thank you." The girl sighed.

She walked up to the boy. "Peter, can we talk?" Gwen asked.

He smiled. "Sure, what's-" He paused as his phone blared, glancing at it. "Gotta go, the Rhino broke free." Peter stood up and walked away.

"But it's still school…"

"I'll be back before study hall ends!"

"...Bad timing?" April excused weakly.

"...April…..I don't know how you do it… but you clearly have something I don't." Gwen groaned, going back into the hallway. So. Much. Effort went into trying to fix it all. But no one stuck around to try and fix it with her.

May Parker clapped as the show ended. After the past few weeks of finally completing her cookbook, it was nice to finally allow herself to take a break. She was feeling incredibly exhausted, much more so than she thought she would, and it felt more than just the heat from cooking about a dozen recipes all at once

Peter kept insisting she go, given she planned this little get together with Anna Watson for a little over a month now.. "I'm so happy for Mary Jane." The woman smiled. "She's told me so much about her new friends and how much fun she's having at Midtown."

"I'm glad for you." May patted the woman's shoulder. From what she heard, the girl's parents weren't the … most pleasant of people. She never asked for specifics of why Mary Jane chose to move, as they didn't matter in the long run. The only thing Mary Jane took note of was how strong the girl had to be to keep on smiling. "I just wish prom went a little better."

"Teenagers. One of life's most curious and foolish creatures." Anna chuckled. "You know Mary Jane said she went on a date with a college boy?"

"Ah, it's Betty Brant all over again." May rolled her eyes. "Why can't they just look at what they have in front of them…or at the very least keep it age appropriate?"

"Any older and they'll start hitting on people our age." Anna let out a small laugh as they exited the theater lobby. "Don't worry, one of these days they'll get their heads on straight."

"By the time that happens, I might be too old to even notice." May smirked.

"Don't be like that, even with gray hair you're still more lively than half the people I know." While Parker's were known for their corny jokes and sense of altruism, the Watsons were known for living it large and in the moment. "How about we head out for a stroll through the park, you and me?"

May thought about it for a moment. She'd rather be home when her Nephew came home from school, but Peter would likely tell her how she should've taken advantage of her free day, and she would've fired back about how he doesn't have a girlfriend. That felt like another conversation for another day.

Anna clicked her keys, watching as a small blue car beeped … before a bus landed on the vehicle. "Gaaaah!"

"Puny cars get out of my way!" That awful Rhinosurous cur from the Bugle was stomping around the city streets, flinging away cars like they were made out of paper.

"Anna, we need to move." She could feel her chest tighten in fear as her heart began to move erratically.

"It's a little hard at the moment!" Anna shrieked as the crowds began rushing past them, trying to get away from the incoming carnage as much as possible.

"The police have nothing on me!" The jerk cried out as he kicked away a street lamp that went flying into a building, something that made May feel numb just watching.

"Yo Rhino, the grass is over central park, not in time square. Rhidon't you stomp what you're doing and think about it with a nice sip of lake water." The familiar voice of Spider-Man spoke, swinging around with a new black suit as he grabbed the broken lamb, and swung it at the villain's face. "Sorry, saw the news and rhino puns have been filling the horn ever since."

He seemed surprised by something, before a fist made out of dust slammed into him. "Then I guess you've got nothing on your old pal the Sandman?" The dust shifted and moved, before reforming into a person.

"Nothing more than a pun about how your sandy bits keep sliding into my unmentionables, but I'm trying to keep my quipage below PG-13." Spider-man flipped to a street post. "Marko and O'hern back together? I knew you crazy kids would make it work eventually."

"Hey, don't make it weird now." A man in a yellow and red fishnet suit spoke as he came out from behind a broken bus. "It's not just the two of them out for revenge."

"Ah … Shocker … any more shocking reveals today?" Spider-Man asked, before slapping his head. "Dang it, that one was far too obvious. My audience deserves a higher quality of quipage."

"I don't know, even the dead would probably groan at your terrible jokes." A man that looked like he was made out of electricity came sliding in on one of the giant billboards.

"I can vouch for that myself!" A man flying around in a bird suit shouted from the sky. "You called me a scavenger, remember!?"

"So I take it prison was essentially a Super villains meet up club." Spider-man was starting to sound a little nervous. "So what, you've banded together to form some kind of Fearsome Fivesome?

"Right idea, wrong number." A man with tentacles coming out of his back spoke, climbing down from a building. "We are….the Sinister Six!" The vile fiends began surrounding the man. "Any last words, Spider-Man?"

"As sad as it is, only one thing is popping through my head." The man who saved her life said with a hint of fear. "… I really think you'd get your money's worth with a circus show instead of a crime spree."

The man of lightning and one with fishnets both shot strange energy at the man, who shot a web and moved in the air. "Too slow!" The man in the bird suit shouted as he hit Spider-Man in the back.

"Don't worry Beaky, I'm always quick for a comeback!" The vigilante flipped on top of the villains, and attempted to punch him in the red pack on the back, only for a loud ringing to occur. "Well that hardly ever happens."

"My wings are now encased in reinforced steel!" The bird man cackled. "This old dog is smart enough to learn your tricks!"

"I'm afraid none of your old tricks work." Arms grabbed the man by the leg, slamming him into the ground. "Especially during the daytime, where your allies are nowhere to be seen."

"For a get together, you sure love to divide and conquer!" The hero shouted as he attempted to free himself, only for the man in a rhino costume to punch him over to May and Anna.

"No more quips out of you, web head!" The man of lightning shouted, blasting out electricity at the vigilante … and them.

"No!" Spider-man jumped in front of Anna and her, casting out a wide webbing…from his OWN body, stopping the electricity from hitting them, but making it all hit him in the process. "Gaaah." He let out a quiet cry as May could hear the pain in his voice.

"Yo Electro, keep the civi's out of it!" The dust man grabbed onto Spider-Man, pulling him out of the webs and slamming him into the ground. "We only have one target to focus on."

"I believe my colleague has a point." The man with tentacles turned to them. "You best leave now ladies, things are going to get quite messy around here."

"May, hurry before they change their minds!" Anna rushed them back inside of the theater, hopefully where the fighting would be far enough away from them.

"We…we…we…" May's heart was thumping like a jackrabbits. She began feeling cold but full of sweat. "I…I…" She could barely get any words out.

"May … May come on."

"I … Anna … can't feel … my arm." Did she hurt it somehow? "My…my heart.."

"May! MAY!" She numbly felt Anna catch her as her legs gave out on her. "May, stay with me, stay with me!"

"Anna … what …" Her vision was going black … what was happening?

Vulture groaned as he took a sip of tea from the restaurant they had taken over. After a mildly satisfying watch of everyone stomping on the stunned Spider, the vigilante went ballistic, pushing them all away before running through the sewers with his tail between his legs. Not that it wasn't gratifying to see the punk run away in defeat, but the purpose of this team was to kill the bastard. "When we made a team, how come we didn't take into account only two of us could go into the sewers?" Shocker asked. "They're one of the bigger parts of the city."

"Well none of us ever had the web head on the run before." Sandman said as he poured raw silicates on his body. "Usually he just sticks around until he works out some weird counter."

"Not entirely." Octavious spoke. "There was one instance of running … from the Shredder himself."

There was moment of silence. Even as a newcomer to the crime scene, Adrian had heard tales of the Foot clan, and the absolute monster that was its leader. A man so terrifying that his subordinates rather choose death than failure. "You sayin we got us enough power to rival one of the biggest crime lords in the city?" The southern man asked. "Sound's like the Big man would be mighty pleased with that little tid bit of info."

"If he wasn't such a coward in the moment I would've fried the little creep to a crisp!" Electro growled.

"Hey, I got first dibs on crushing the web head!" Rhino, being the big brute that he was, pounded his fists together. "I'm going to rip off his head for all the terrible jokes and puns he made at my expense!"

"You're too obsessed with revenge." Sandman rolled his eyes. "I just want the little bastard out of the way so I can finally have my big score."

"And because of that you got rid of any hostages!" Electro shouted. "Spider-Man's always protecting everybody, if we just have someone he'll be forced to stand still and take his beating!"

"Hey, I didn't become a crook to be a monster!"

"Last I checked you already were one." Adrian muttered. "This argument over revenge has only reminded me that the true source of my ire is Norman Osborne." He was the one that stole everything from him. That man's head on a platter was the one thing Adrian wanted more than anything else in the world.

"What, you thinkin about walking out?" Shocker accused. "A job ain't done till it's done."

"Who's gonna stop me?" He asked, glaring down.

"Gentlemen, calm yourselves." Octavious said, calmly cutting up his meal. "I understand the situation is tense, but you have to look at it objectively." He took a bite of steak. "Spider-Man ran away because we acted as a unit, because any time he tried to exploit a weakness another one countered. If we act against each other, or run off to our own goals, we'll never get what we want." He took a small sip of wine. "From revenge, to money, to cures for afflictions … we all know he'd stop it all eventually if we went in alone."

Like how he stopped Tomes all those months ago.

"Electro, I know you're excited and desperate to destroy him, but enraging the arachnid too much will only harm us in the long run." Otto explained. "The man wears his heart on his sleeves. He's emotional, caring, and as long as he's trying to play the clown, he will restrain himself and pull every punch."

"Yes Doc." The volatile man instantly backed down.

"Then how do you suggest bringing him out?" Adrian asked.

"He shows up for all crimes, big and small. Even something as simple as a bank robbery." Otto explained. "We make it flashy at night and make it irresistible bait." The man hummed. "We wait until sunset, and make our move."

"Why are we waiting until after dark? Those stupid turtles are just going to pop up and make it harder to squash the bug." Rhino grumbled.

"The turtles are a liability." Otto said. "They're only assistants at best, and if we all combine our efforts to incapacitate them, it'll make sure Spider-Man sticks around to protect their bodies from us."

"Need to nab one of them alive." Shocker said. "After all, we're not gonna turn down free territory and money from the Foot, are we?"

"No, we most certainly do not." Otto smirked. "Luckily, I believe now would be a most opportune time to introduce the final member."

Leo and the other turtles sucked into the shadows as Vulture flew overhead. They overheard the story from April. The Sinister Six, all previous villains joined up to beat them all, mainly Spider-man, to a pulp.

It would be tough, but Leo asked April to send a message to Peter, telling him to sleep it off and leave it to them … ever since the Pulverizer it's been rough. The moron obviously hit a sore spot for the guy. And it was about time they took off the vigilante training wheels. They needed to prove that they were capable of fighting on their own.

"Six against four … for once I don't like being on the small number of those odds." Raph grumbled.

"We've beaten them before, we can do it again." He turned to his brothers. "Donnie, what've you got?"

"Alrighty." Donnie pulled out a massive bag. "I have one large EMP that should take out Vulture, Shocker, and Doc Ock in one go." He said. "Only problem is it would short out our gear too, so we save it for last-don't even think about it Mikey."

The orange turtle removed his finger from the button. "Aww …"

"Next up is a freeze spray from all the liquid nitrogen we snagged during the Snakeweed return." Donnie explained. "That should keep Sandman solid long enough for us to keep in one place."

"Then we just lock him up in a box till the cops show up." Raph pounded his fists together.

"After that is a foam that should disperse and ground Electro for the time being … hopefully." They sighed. "I honestly don't have a good counter to someone with that much wattage."

"Just get a bucket of water, the guy's just a living broken microwave." Leo pointed out. "And probably has the biggest temper out of all of them aside from Rhino."

"Speaking of, dumb as he is, he's probably aware of overheating himself by now." Donnie went on. "I got tear gas to disperse in his face when he comes charging in."

"Alright guys, this is it. We're gonna prove to Spidey that we can handle it on our own." Leo told the team. "We move in fast, hit them hard, capture them quick."

"Maybe I'll finally sell the villains on getting better names." Mikey cheered with a wide grin. "Punching people isn't as fun if they don't have cool names to go with it."

"I dunno, you kinda lost your mojo with Justin and Fish face." Raph pointed out. "Sure, Xever deserves a lame name, but I oddly expected more out of you after Shellraiser."

"Sorry, things have been weird ever since Spidey got that black suit." Their little brother shook his head. "You sure that thing is safe, Donnie?"

"I looked at the suit over twenty times and deep analyzed the tissue sample I got from it. If anything bad was happening to Peter from it, it'd just be some blood loss."

"We can worry about that later. Right now we six butts waiting to be kicked back to ryker's island." Leo nodded.

"Does Sandman even have a butt to kick now?" Mikey asked. "Sure he forms as a person, but it's all sand….heck, does he even need to breathe? There's no body parts…"

"Enough dumb questions, let's just go!" Raph yelled as they all flipped onto the scene.

They dropped down, Leo instantly grabbing the foam cannon and blasting Electro before he knew what hit him, as Donnie hit Sandman with the liquid nitrogen. "The turtle-!" Electro cried out before his mouth was covered in foam.

"Na uh uh! Let's use our inside voices! You don't know what kind of weirdos will be listening in at night." Leo quipped as he chucked the tear gas at the incoming Rhino. "Sorrr O'hern, I'mm gonna have to charge you."

"AAAAAAGGH!" The rhino shouted in the air. "The puns….they're even worse than the tear gas!" ….Coming from a villain, he wasn't sure if that was a compliment or an insult.

"That's all of them!" Donnie shouted as he pulled out the EMP. "Fire in the hole!" He pressed the button as it began to glow brightly.

Splat Hssssss

Only for a glob of green liquid to land on the device, melting it before it could start. "Aww, was that important, froggies?" What the..

"Acid spit…annoying new york accent…" Raph summed up as they looked over to the sky, where they saw something big, round, hairy, and all too familiar. "You…!"

"Me!" Spider-Bytes swung down and knocked Donnie into a nearby fountain.

"He's back!?" Mikey shouted. "But we never got told about you!"

Mechanical arms grabbed Mikey's leg, slamming him into a tree. "That's what's called a trump card, imbecile." Doctor Octopus said with a smirk. "Shocker, if you would be so kind as to thaw out Sandman."

"Even with all that power, I'm still cleaning up all your messes Marko." Shocker sent a blast that shook the ice-sand sculpture into pieces, allowing the criminal to reform.

"Gaah, I have ice in places where the sun doesn't shine." He groaned, rolling his shoulder as he sent a sandy punch over to Raph.

"Oh yes, I must've forgotten to mention… this isn't the Sinister Six… we are… the Sinister Seven!" The mad Doctor cackled as he ripped the foam off of Electro while Rhino was getting his bearings together.

"...Dang it, that's actually a pretty sweet name and reveal." Mikey grumbled.

"I was originally going to go for Sinister Eight." Ock shrugged as he began slamming the turtle against the ground. "Spiders and Octopi, establishing a theme, but I had to work with limited resources to say the least."

Leo went in for a strike, only for Shocker to blast, forcing Leo to back up, unfortunately into an oncoming Vulture that struck at his back. "There was a reason why we struck Spider-man during the day. Not just for the sole reason he'd be alone." The old man grabbed him by the shoulders and threw him into a tree. "But because we knew handling you four wouldn't have broken a single sweat!"

"Sure, you may get in the way!" Electro shouted as he blasted Donnie. "But he's the guy always getting involved and taking everyone down!"

"You have your fancy little swords and your near little flips, but you're no challenge!" Shocker blasted Mickey into Sandman, who slammed him against a wall. "You're the one's riding on the Spider's coattails trying to play the hero game."

"You have no power, and you're afraid to go out during the day." Doc Ock grabbed Donnie's incoming staff and broke it in half. "Compared to the superpowered scene, all you bring to the table is barely adequate skill!"

"Bet you don't think you're tough stuff now, do you frog?" Spider-Byte locked Raph down with four legs, before Rhino slammed him in the back. "Did you think I'd just disappear after I got away? That I'd vanish into nothing after everything that you've done to me!?"

"Well … we were kinda hoping." Leo groaned, blocking an attack from Vulture, and an arm from Ock, leaving him open to a blast from Electro.

"Guess you placed your hope in the wrong thing, freaks!" Electro fired blast after blast right at Leo's arms. "You're just the appetizer before the main course. Once we take you four down, the Spider's going to come swinging in after you."

Rhino slammed Raph into the ground, holding him down by pressing his foot on the back of his shell. "And he won't leave until he saves yah … or dies trying." They grinned.

"Seriously O'hern, get a hobby." Sandman commented as he slammed Donnie into a tree.

"Jokes on you….you sinister stooges…." Mikey gasped as Shocker blasted him. "Spidey's not coming tonight. You don't….get to use us…as bait…"

"So we should just kill you here and now then?" Electro asked, putting his hand closer to his brother's head. "We only need one of you alive after all."

All this effort … the preparation … amounted to nothing … and now his brothers were going to die … and it was all on Leo. He stood up, ignoring the pain his body was in, raising his sword, only for a web from Spider-Byte to hook onto his legs, preventing him from getting out of the way as Ock slammed an arm into his shell. "Face it froggies…this is the end of the line for you. There's no kung fu you can use to get out of this."

Had to be … had to be something … anything … he had to step up … he had to …

"Spider-Man spotted at twelve oclock!" Vulture shouted.

"Called it." Octavious smiled. "Keep them close, he can't carry four bodies at once and escape away as he does with other civilians."

"Don't worry, the wall crawler isn't going to get far." Shocker said as he revved up his gauntlets. "Not as long as I can fire at long rang-"

SHINK

What looked like….a black SPIKE…was thrown right through the gauntlet….RIGHT through Shocker's arm. "WHAT THE FUC-" He was interrupted from screaming by a black kick right to the face, followed by Spidey, keeping his boot on the downed fishnet wearing man, ripped the sparking gauntlet off, grimacing as he threw it at Sandman, covering it and him in webs.

"Like that's going to do any–aagggghhh!" The dusty villain began shaking as all the villains began losing their color and form, slipping into a dusty mound.

"Spidey…" Leo asked, both grateful and confused at what he was witnessing. That level of brutality…that wasn't seen since the Rat King.

The hero merely glanced over to Electro, raising a hand and gesturing with a 'come here' motion. He was so confident… and he took out two of them in ten seconds… What good were Leo and his brothers if they couldn't do THAT much?

The alpha threats, Shocker and Sandman, are downed. The teamwork skills, range, and unpleasantness the former had made them a priority. Fortunately it was a human body, easily disableable. And the malfunctioning gauntlet, as hypothesized, had enough of a constant vibration to disrupt the constantly malleable threat of the latter.

The host had too much stress, they couldn't afford another bout with the Sinister Six-now Seven, while keeping their relaxed jokes. So, they would pay their keep and assist. While the turtles were showing off valuable weaknesses in their strategy that involved the surprise member, they had been setting up cameras. Nothing said they couldn't get paid for saving the day, right?

And for once, the turtles actually served a useful purpose. Now they were able to go all out with their attacks. Their host would've kept rejecting more lethal measures, but since they were in a state of unconsciousness at the moment, they could afford to show off their true potential. And in the morning when Peter Parker woke up and saw the fruits of their labor, he would be ecstatic about so many birds killed with one stone!

Now onto the two beta threats, Electro and Rhino. The former was dangerous and constantly generating massive amounts of energy, but his anger made him easy to manipulate. The latter was impervious even if the host didn't hold back, but his shortsightedness made him rush forward to his target. "Oh, you think I can't hit you, that it!?" As expected, a simple taunt was enough to rally them into action.

While these foes were dangerous, even to someone of their own specific nature, one fact they were able to extrapolate from this fight was that their power interfered with one another. As long as they weren't cooperating, thus the elimination of the level headed Shocker and Sandman, they would blast each other out of the picture.

Prancing around the field around the metal arms of Doctor Octopus, they continued to make rude gestures, from the emoticon of a raspberry, to webs to the face, to constantly taking moments to stand still. Wait for them to build charge … "JUST GO DOWN ALREADY!" And move behind Rhino.

"Wait wha-" ZAP Impenetrable didn't mean indestructible. "WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA…..!"

"Electro, you ignoramus! You just knocked out one of our own!" Vulture shouted, attempting to slice him from their air. Looks like his next target was chosen, but before that, they had one giant piece of metal shielding to throw.

With a small spin of momentum, they threw it at Electro, keeping them pinned and grounded for the time being. "It's crushing my bones, get it off!" That would solve that situation for the time being.

Now for the minimum threats of Vulture and Spider-Byte. The armor may be Steel, but it wasn't foolproof. It could be dissolved by quite a strong acidic source … oh, their host was so smart to memorize information like that! Honestly, if they applied both the science and strength of this body, they would probably be capable of ruling this entire city with ease. Perhaps even the world….hm…maybe they'd put that on the back burner for the future. Ruling things caused stress, and they were already alieving that in the present. Personal comfort came first.

"Yo, Pajama boy, I still have a bone to pick with you!" Spider-byte flipped around, swinging from their inferior webs that came out of their postier. So disgusting. "While you were out and about saving people like a chump, I've spent the past three months becoming an even better spider than you!"

… And they took that personally. With a latch onto the back of Vulture, they grabbed onto his wings, forcing him to fly straight at the fake Spider like a human missile. "Wait wait wait!" The man screamed as he was launched into the mouth, sending the spider crashing into a tree. They then webs up those extra limbs, before going in and punching their many eyes over and over.

"BLLEEEEGGGGH!" The fake spider barfed from both discomfort and pain, spitting out the old birdman, whose suit was now in pieces, save for one of the razor wings….wings sharp enough to cut off some metal tentacles.

{Blow} To show off how great they were at their job, their spider sense only went off once tonight! … Unfortunately, they were so used to feeling it from Peter instead of from themselves, it caught them off guard as an arm slammed into their head. Dang it, the host was gonna be feeling that one.

"I knew you were constantly limiting yourself." The Doctor smirked as they lifted them face to face. In all actuality, they were a high threat, but one without a natural counter … meaning they couldn't just throw an enemy at them and hope to be done with it. "You're finally taking it seriously. No more quips, no more jokes. At least, you are now a worthy enemy. One whose demise belongs to me and me alone!"

Such pompous arrogance. Intelligence was wasted on this man. As was the air he was breathing. If the host wasn't so gung ho about not using lethal measures they would end the potential threat here and now. They sent out extra tendrils for a six limbed strike to that massive stomach. "Interesting suit … I can't wait to peel it off and see what makes it tick."

…. Mistakes could be afforded. Peter Parker once almost punched a hole through the Rat King's head. And thanks to them, killing this huge waste of space wouldn't even be a burden on their conscience anymore. All they needed was ONE kill, and their host could finally be free of guilt. Unfortunately the host still had sentiment to the terrapin, making it unable for them to use any photos involving them. But time would break that bond … eventually.

They swung forward, grappling one of the arms. The problem wasn't that they were notably deadly, it's that they were too strong to destroy quickly, too fast to formulate a plan while surviving, and too numerous to focus on one at a time. Unless of course, you were good enough to do all at once.

They went under an arm, over another, grabbing the two trying to pincer them from the sides, and shot webs from their mask straight into the mad man's face. "ACCCK! You insipid little…" Big brains usually meant big egos…and big ego's were easily distracted.

Not wasting any time, they kicked the man in the chest and grabbed ahold of one of the arms, gripping it and they spun the man around and around, until the arm broke…and they flew right on top of the still electrically buzzing Electro.

"GAAAH!" The man screamed, his body probably remembering the pain of the energy coursing through his veins, before falling unconscious. They walked forward, gripping one of the metallic points of the arm, aiming it at their chest. An accident, caused by their own body. That's all the pictures would see-

"Woah, Spidey, it's over!" The idiot Michelangelo shouted, gripping their arm. "You can calm down." Right, calm down, like they didn't just risk their lives and save the day while the turtles got beaten to a pulp. "Dude, say something!"

They pulled their arm away and dumped the waste of space villain to the side. A few webs to make sure they didn't get up easy, and that was that. All done within five minutes. The police could probably take in the rest no problem, and they still had pictures … as long as they angled them right and didn't have to crop out the turtles. The parasites.

"Come on, you can't be …" They paused, gazing over them with a strange look. "...You're not Spider-man, are you?" The one known as Michelangelo glared. "You're not Peter….you're the suit, whatever the shell it's made out of."

They knew … they narrowed their eyes. "NYPD!" … And decided to bail. 'Spider-Man' was a hero … not a killer. They had a reputation to keep…. .publicly that is.

This was getting out of hand. The life of a hero was only getting in the way of Peter Parker's happiness, and the turtles only continued to be an annoying obstacle. Maybe it was time to take more drastic measures in securing that happiness.

Peter groaned as he slammed his alarm clock. "I hate waking up … but school." He muttered, getting up. He stretched around, rubbing his head as he began putting on his school clothes. "Gaah." He groaned, rubbing his head.

The fight with the Sinister Six yesterday was brutal. Never before did Spidey ever consider the barbeque hate gatherings inside of a maximum security prison that held a bunch of super powered individuals that hated him. Speaking of, how did they escape in the first place? One would make sense, but Six? Tombstone must have busted them out to keep us busy with extra work. Right, of course, the untouchable man was causing his enemies to get stronger and more cooperative. All they needed was goblin, rat king, and shredder to make it a full on nightmare.

All that and he couldn't even get the help of the turtles because they attacked during the day, meaning they couldn't risk exposure. You risk your life both during the day and night. Why can't they extend the courtesy? Evil doesn't stop to take a nap. Because secret identities are a bitch. To himself and everyone else … no matter how aggravating and annoying the lack of help was.

Peter walked downstairs, seeing Aunt May wasn't cooking breakfast. "Hmm … must have spent the night with Anna Watson." Good on her, the woman could use the break after the near death experience she had with the Six. They threatened your aunt, your kin. They don't deserve to live. Sandman and Ock did. They let them walk away. But Electro … he didn't know how to feel about that guy anymore. Clearly a man that once needed help … but would he even take it anymore?

He should focus on breakfast first, healing took up a lot of energy. Maybe some chocolate chip waffles. A bit carb loaded, but he could afford it. And he was really craving chocolate for some reason… Now if only he knew how to bake.

The door was banged on over and over. "PETER!" April's voice screamed. "PETER, OPEN THE DOOR!"

He rushed forward, opening up quickly. "What!? Kraang? Foot? Mutant!?" Every instinct was set on fighting.

"Peter!" April barged into the doorway. "The guys told me everything that happened last night, what the heck's gotten into you!?"

… Well, it wasn't life threatening, but it was confusing. "What? Last night? I was sleeping." Peter shook his head. "..But it sure doesn't feel like it."

"Maybe because you were out in your emo suit and almost killing your enemies!" She showed off a newspaper…. a newspaper of pictures of spider man…. photos by Peter Parker.

"What …" He took the papers … looking them over. "That … can't…" Was the suit…the symbiote taking over his body? "What the…. when did Spider-bytes show up?" The suit was…wearing him…completely took out the six… or seven he guessed… while he was sleeping. Hey, we got paid. We save our friends. What's the problem?

"The problem is you don't remember it!" April shouted.

Was she … reading his mind again? You know, there ARE private thoughts up here.

"Seriously, you've been acting differently for two weeks! What's going on and why do I keep hearing two voices from you!?"

"Two … Now I know you're going crazy." He only had one voice inside of his head … unless he was so stressed he was hearing things. "Look, do you wanna discuss this over breakfast? I just woke up and I have no idea how to cook."

"You are taking this far too casually!"

"Look, the six, seven, whatever they are, the villains are in jail again, so the worst of it is over." He said. "If one black out is the price to pay, then I'm not exactly looking for the receipt."

"...You're talking just like Harry."

That sent him for a loop. They tried to talk but … Harry was hurting people in his sleep, you were saving them. You're strong, you're the hero. Harry was weak. A burden. He's gone now, and you've been able to thrive. You're better than you've ever been.

"Peter.." Before he could think too deeply about that, another familiar voice came up. "..Am I interrupting something?" Mary Jane asked, coming up to the door.

"Um … we were about to have breakfast." He said, mildly surprised. "What's up?" Two redheads on the Parker doorsteps. Life gets weird sometimes.

"Peter…" Mary Jane looked him in the eyes. "It's May… she had a heart attack."

Every single cell in his body froze. "... Which hospital?" It didn't matter what happened last night….. he wasn't there for his aunt… this was the biggest fail he could ever have.