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SPIDER-MAN - MAIN TITLE

- COMPOSED BY DANNY ELFMAN

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STAR SHIMMERINGPRESENTS

INSPIRED BY SAM RAIMI

SPIDER-MEN

STARING

Tobey Maguire as Peter Parker

Leonardo DiCaprio as Ethan Watson

Kirsten Caroline as Mary Jane Watson

Willem Dafoe as Norman Osborn/Green Goblin

James Franco as Harry Osborn

Cliff Robertson as Ben Parker

Rosemary Harris as May Parker

J.K. Simmons as J. Jonah Jameson

Bill Nunn as Robbie Robertson

Ted Raimi as Hoffman

Elizabeth Banks as Betty Brant

Coverart courtesy from JetXPegasus

Who am I? You sure you want to know?

The story of my life is not for the faint of heart. If somebody said it was a happy little tale... if somebody told you I was just your average ordinary guy, not a care in the world... Somebody lied… But let me assure you, this, like any story worth telling, is all about a girl.

Sunshine basked the apartments of Queens as the start of another sunny morning. Wind slightly blew a well made web sticking underneath the stairs of a fire escape. The rumbling engine of a yellow bus drove through the neighborhood's streets with a dozen or so Midtown High School students on board. Among the Midtown High students was Midtown High's beautiful redhead, Mary Jane Watson.

That girl. The girl next door. Mary Jane Watson. The woman I've loved since before I even liked girls.

Mary laughed along with her fellow peers. Laughing along with her was a spiky haired jock of a boyfriend, Flash Thompson. A smug smirk tugged his lips, as he was enjoying every moment of cuddling her.

Watching the pair disapprovingly from the far back of the bus was a handsome young man. He had a messy mop of black hair, striking blue eyes, and honey-brown skin. He wore a black T-shirt, blue jeans and gold-white sneakers. He also wore a red hooded jacket with the symbol of a roaring white lion on the back. Much like his sister, he was Midtown High's handsome and popular kid at school, and his name was Ethan Watson.

That guy at the back. Is my closest friend. Ethan Watson. The girl next door's twin brother. The big brother I've always wanted as a kid.

Of course, if somebody also told you she would also be just your typical damsel in distress who always cries out for her hero to save her... Well, let's just say that isn't what they expected to happen in the end...

"Hey! Stop the Bus!"

A sudden loud bang came from the side of the bus window.

The students started to laugh when they looked outside and noticed a teenage boy breathlessly running along the side of the bus. The students, as well as the bus driver, continued laughing at the boy's terrible misfortunes as he was humiliatingly begging for the bus to stop. Ethan peered out at the window, blinked in surprise upon recognizing him, and immediately got up from his seat.

That's me...

"Tell him to stop please!" Peter begged loudly again. "Hey! Stop the bus!"

"Hey! Stop the bus, man!" Ethan walked up to the bus driver, having seen enough of his best friend's poor humiliation. "He's been chasing us since Woodhaven in Boulevard."

The driver's smirk instantly turned to a frown. He turned away with a sigh, reluctantly slowing down his bus to a halt. The students let out a sound of groaning displeasure.

Peter slowed down his sprinting as the bus finally came to a stop. Upon seeing the double doors opening, he embarked inside the vehicle. Upon entering his eyes met Ethan's gaze, the tall teen smiling at him.

"So sorry I'm late -" Peter tried to apologize, before a crumpled piece of paper was thrown at his face.

Peter quickly turned to see his peers still laughing and making fun of him for his nerdy brain and outlook. Ethan grabbed the crumpled piece of paper from the floor, stood up straight, and narrowed his eyes at the young chuckling individuals. Some students proceeded to laugh at Peter, while others quieted down when they saw Ethan's hard gaze.

"Very funny," Ethan grumbled, shoving the crumpled paper in his pocket.

Peter sighed while shaking his head. Just another typical life of Peter Parker. He tried to ignore them as he walked with Ethan through the bus towards the empty seat at the back. Normally if it was just Peter, his peers would throw insults at him behind his back; despite him being in their close proximity. But because Ethan was among them, no one dared say a word.

Peter glanced at Mary Jane while moving on. He saw that she looked noticeably low-spirited, despite still sitting by her boyfriend's side. He couldn't help but slightly smile at her, as if time slowed down for a moment when he focused his gaze at his secret crush.

Peter blinked. He looked down and saw a hand placed on his chest. He lifted his head up to the wrist, the arm enclosed by a long sleeve, to the shoulder blade. His eyes crawled a bit higher and he met Ethan's blank gaze. Ethan quickly gestured his head downward before looking back at him, prompting Peter to look down and saw one of the students' feet stretched out to the side.

Peter rolled his eyes in annoyance before advancing forward behind Ethan. Ethan looked at the boy who stuck his foot out over his shoulder, and glared at him disapprovingly. He shrunk from Ethan's glare and turned away.

Peter and Ethan finally made it to their seats and engaged in conversation on various subjects while awaiting the bus to transport them to their destination. The first topic that came to Ethan's mind was Mutantphobia. From what Ethan learned in the media, humanity is constantly out to destroy mutantkind, creating all kinds of technology and weapons made specifically to wipe them off the planet.

The pair knows that humans and mutants seem to mix like oil and water. That's why good people like the X-Men exist to defend mutant rights. However, that has proven to be a tough job. But the X-Men still held on to hope.

Perhaps If humanity could learn how to live alongside Mutants without being hunted to extinction there would be no need for wars. They could finally live in harmony together without any unnecessary wars and bloodshed. But Peter and Ethan were no fools. Sure, they still had hope for a better future for humans and Mutants to live in world peace; but they knew it wouldn't happen overnight. Knowing how judgmental and hateful many humans can be, especially towards mutants, the pair knew that progress will be slow and incremental.

It won't happen today, it won't happen tomorrow; but hopefully it'll happen one day.

After a few hours the bus had arrived at their destination. The giant building of Columbia University campus displayed outside the vehicle's window. One by one students disembarked from the bus, until Peter and Ethan came out last. The pair approached the group gathering up in front of their teacher.

"Midtown High Seniors. No wandering, see directly -" The teacher then snatched one of his student's playball from his hand. "Knock it off, Bobby," He said annoyedly, before continuing. "Remember, it is a privilege to be here. We are guests of Columbia University science department, so behave accordingly... "

While the rest of the class wasn't paying attention to their science teacher, Mary Jane glanced over her shoulder to see Peter and Ethan catching up with the group. To Peter's surprise, he was almost shocked when MJ looked back at him with a small grin on her face. Thinking she was smiling at him, he slowly smiled back.

Peter's smile widened when MJ then gave a small wave. The gesture caused him to return a wave of his own. Much to his dismay, she was actually waving at a few of her friends, Liz and Sally, both of which just brushed past him. Peter sighed in disappointment, and heard a chuckle to his left. He shifted his gaze towards the source, finding Ethan smiling at him.

"Better luck next time, buddy," Ethan said, patting his best friend's shoulder.

Peter and Ethan began following the rest of his peers into the campus science building.

"Pete! Ethan!"

Peter and Ethan halted in their tracks. They turned around to see a tall boy around his age exiting from a black limo that was parked near the bottom of the steps. They recognized him as their second best friend, Harry Osborn.

"Hiya, Harry," Peter greeted with a smile.

"Wassup, Harry," Ethan greeted.

Harry gave him a pat on the back. "Hey, how're you guys-"

"Harry!"

The three best friends looked back to see a businessman with a fine good suit walking up to them from the same limo, with Harry's backpack in his hand. "Won't you be needing this?"

"Thanks, Dad," Harry said, grabbing his backpack. He then turned to Peter and Ethan with a welcoming gesture to the businessman. "Peter, Ethan, may I introduce you two to my father, Norman Osborn."

"I heard so much about you," Norman offered a handshake to Peter with a smile.

"Great honor to meet you, sir." Peter returned the gesture in respect.

"Harry told me you are quite the science whiz," Norman said, looking proudly at the young man. "You know, I'm something of a scientist myself."

"I read all your work on nanotechnology, really brilliant," Peter complimented.

Norman's mouth dropped slightly at Peter's words. "And you understood?"

"Yes, I wrote a paper on it," Peter reaffirmed with an acknowledging nod.

Norman couldn't help but let out a prideful smile upon hearing someone praising his work. "Impressive, your parents must be very proud."

"I live with my aunt and uncle, and they are proud," Peter kindly corrected.

"Hey, you two!" Their science teacher shouted, grabbing the boys' attention. "Let's move!"

Peter redirected his gaze back at Norman then gave a farewell handshake. "It was nice to meet you."

Norman shook it vigorously in return. "And I hope to see you again."

Peter nodded. "Yeah."

After Norman proceeded back to his limo, the trio friends turned and walked their way into the science building.

Peter leaned close to Harry with a teasing grin. "He doesn't seem so bad."

"Not if you're a genius," Harry defended. "I think he wants to adopt you."

Ethan nodded his head in agreement. "Yeah, I second on that one."

The trio catches up with the group once they enter campus. Upon entering they saw thousands of spiders crawling Inside every glass box around their webs. Each thread was attached to a branch that was connected to the ceiling, floor and walls of a massive underground structure. Spider silk was woven between the trees and branches, weaving them together. Each of the arachnids crawled along their web until they reached a certain section of the ceiling and began pulling themselves onto it.

Some spiders crawled towards specific places, searching for prey that resided within. Other enclosures have different spiders living in different habitats, searching for their particular target to eat. Many spiders in the enclosures were small while others were unsettlingly big—the size of a man's palm. Some of them sat patiently in their webs, waiting for a snack that was going to come soon enough.

The group of students stared at the view from one of the observation windows. While they were understandably creeped out by how many spiders they can see from a single window, Peter on the other hand was enthralled. He found his place within the room: his back pressed against the wall with a book held in his hands. He listened attentively to their guide as she explained to them all.

"There are over 32,000 known species of spider in the world. They're in the order Araneae, divided into three suborders." She gestured to the display before her. "Arachnids from all three groups possess varying strengths which help them in their constant search for food. For example, the Delena spider, family Sparassidae, has the ability to jump to catch its prey."

Peter brought his camera up and snapped a picture of the Delena spider in question before continuing to follow what the guide said. It didn't take long for her to move away and allow the class to move to different sections of the building. Before Peter could snap a picture at one of the spiders, the female guide raised a brow at him.

"For the school paper?" Peter offered sheepishly.

The woman merely nodded her head. "Next, we have the net web spider, family Filistatidae genus Kukulcania. It spins an intricate funnel shaped web whose strands have a tensile strength proportionately equal to the type of high tension wire."

Peter raised his camera and quickly snapped the photo of one of the nets in front of him. Seeing the nerd distracted, Flash Thompson was about to shove his shoulder against his, until he felt a hand firmly grasping halting him. He looked over his shoulder, and his smirk faded when his eyes met Ethans'.

"Unless you wanna be humbled by me like last time, I suggest you back off, Eugene." Ethan warned Flash, glaring at him. Flash glared back at Ethan, while Peter and Harry watched the tensing sight before them.

"Hey, come on, man. We were just fooling around. Can't you take a joke?" One of Thompson's lackeys said, chuckling nervously.

"Do you see me laughing?" Ethan asked, shifting his narrowing eyes at Thompson's goons.

"What is going on?" The science teacher hissed from behind Flash, making him and his friends turn lip silent. "The next person who talks will fail this course. I kid you not. Let's go."

The teacher motioned his shoulder to stay with the rest of the class. The trio exchanged glances before rejoining the group. They stopped close to the The tour guide who stood next to the third display.

"The crab spider hunts using a set of reflexes with nerve conduction velocities so fast. Some researchers believe it almost borders on precognition, an early awareness of danger..." She explained, gesturing to the spiders in the glass boxes.

Peter shifted his gaze to Harry and Ethan.

"Those guys are jerks," Peter muttered. The pair nodded in agreement, prompting Ethan to give a reassuring pat on his shoulders.

"... A 'spider sense'," The tour guide shrugged with a smile.

Harry pointed to the small glass cages nearby, each containing spider that was nested cozily in its web inside. "Hey, look at that spider."

"Some spiders change their color to blend in with their environment. It's a defense mechanism," Peter whispered in a matter-factly voice.

Harry rolled his eyes. "Peter... what makes you think we want to know that?"

"Who wouldn't?" Peter asked rhetorically.

Harry stopped where he was walking and gestured Peter to MJ. "Well, gotta talk to her now?"

"Oh, no," Peter softly scoffed, before turning to Ethan for support.

"Oh, no no no, don't look at me like that." Ethan shook his head. "You're the one who has a crush on my sister, so you should be the one taking a shot."

Still thinking the thought was ridiculous, Peter turned back to Harry. "Then, you talk to her."

Harry raised his eyebrow as he shrugged.

"Alright," He responded nonchalantly, before strolling up to the redhead.

MJ looked at the small glass cages with web nests within them. "Disgusting."

Harry walked up to MJ's side, pretending to agree. "Yeah, hateful little things."

"But I love them," MJ giggled, still keeping her eyes on the cages.

Harry quirked an eyebrow before shifting gears. "Hey, me too."

MJ gave Harry a weird look at his sudden change in opinions. Peter and Ethan stood behind the pair, the former thinking Harry couldn't impress Mary Jane.

"You know, spiders can change their color to blend in with their environment," Harry repeated what Peter said earlier to MJ.

She seemed genuinely intrigued by that scientific fact. "Really?"

"Yeah, it's a defense mechanism," Harry added.

"Cool."

Peter's eyes enlarged in surprise when MJ was impressed with his words that Harry repeated to her. The latter glanced back over his shoulders, giving a 'I had no idea' look. Ethan glanced at Peter while folding his arms, looking at him with a 'told you' look on her face.

"Transfer RNA to encode an entirely new genome combining the genetic information from all three into these fifteen genetically designed super-spiders." The lady stated as she displayed images of spiders crawling around various different structures.

Mary Jane was looking inside the fifthteen glass cages, but noticed one of them with no spider in sight. "There's fourteen," She pointed out to the tour guide.

The tour guide tilted her head in confusion. "I beg your pardon?"

"One's missing," MJ pointed to the empty glass cage.

Harry noticed it too. "Yeah."

The tour guide looked over the two's shoulders to inspect the empty glass cage. "Huh."

Above the heads of the inhabitants, that same missing spider was hanging in the corner ceiling of the interior. The arachnid spun its own nest of webs, remaining in the center as it was looking down over the Midtown High students. More specifically at two certain teens.

"I guess the researchers was working on that one," The tour guide assumed.

As the tour guide moved on to check with the researchers, Harry pointed at the large microscope in the center of the interior. "Did you know that was THE largest microscope in the Eastern seaboard?"

Before MJ could get more interested, the science teacher walked over to Harry's side.

"You were speaking during that entire woman's presentation," He muttered, giving him a cold shoulder. "Let's go talk about how we listen."

Harry and the rest of the students followed out with their science teacher. Leaving Peter, Ethan, and Mary Jane the only trio in the laboratory. Ethan noticed Peter didn't move from his spot, still eyeing MJ as she was looking at the glass cages.

"C'mon, little bro. This is your chance; go and talk to her," Ethan encouraged his best friend with a nudge.

Peter still felt unsure. "But, what if she still doesn't like me or thinks I'm weird or something?"

Ethan rolled his eyes.

"Come on, Peter. Stop with your self deprecating crap, you'll be fine." Ethan assured him. Peter opened his mouth to protest but quickly closed it before glancing at the floor with a frown.

Ethan sighed then placed a hand on Peter's shoulder. Peter shifted his gaze back at Ethan.

"Pete, I know how you tend to act in these kinds of situations. I'm telling you if you don't go up and talk to her now, someone else will. They'll become friends, maybe after a few months they'll get together—and before you know it they're married. Trust me when I say this little bro, when that happens, you'll live with a gaping hole in your heart if you don't take this opportunity right here—right now. You just have to take the first step." Ethan said, before leaving the boy with his thoughts alone.

After contemplating to himself about the blonde's words, Peter walked up to the redhead to try to impress her in his own way.

"Hey," Peter called. Mary Jane turned to him. "Uh, can I take your picture? I need one with a student in it," He said, gesturing to his camera.

"Sure," MJ nodded in approval, moving back towards the fifthteen glass cages. "Where do you want me? Oh, right over here?"

"Yeah, yeah, that's great," Peter moved a few feet backwards for a better framing position. Ethan smiled as he watched his best friend and his sister interact.

"Don't make me look ugly," MJ teased, stroking her hair.

"That's impossible," Peter smiled, much to MJ's blush, before lifting his camera.

MJ was giggling nervously when she stood next to the glass cages, posing herself casually as she could.

Peter clicked the camera shutter, taking his first photo of MJ. "Ah, perfect."

Meanwhile above, the spider spun another web, dangling off its nest downwards to the two Midtown High students that were standing beneath it.

"This good?" MJ asked, after Peter took another shot of her pose.

"Great," Peter complimented, before raising his camera back to his face.

MJ attempted another pose, this time pointing at her papers with an exaggerated surprised expression. As Peter was still taking another beautiful shot of the redhead, the spider landed its hairy legs on the boy's index finger when he was pushing the advance lever on his camera. Crawling along his right hand.

"MJ, let's go."

MJ glanced to her left and saw Liz calling out to her. Without much thought, she walked away from Peter's view in the camera's lenses. Peter frowned as he watched her depart and rejoin her friends. Meanwhile, the spider, still crawling inconspicuously on Peter's right hand, stalked towards the spot between his index finger and thumb. In one sudden strike, it jabbed its two sharp fangs into his hand.

"Ow!" Peter cried out as he felt a sudden surge of pain throughout his body. He dropped his camera down, making the spider drop to the floor from his right hand. Peter's eyes shut whilst rubbing his hand, repulsed by the furnace heat seeping through his arm.

"Woah, little bro. What's wrong?" Ethan asked, stepping to his best friend's side.

"Ow… something bit me." Peter responded.

"Something bit you?" Ethan repeated.

Peter groaned. "Yeah."

"Let me have a look," Ethan said, quickly walking up to him to try and take a look at Peter's bitten hand.

Ethan inspected Peter's hand for a moment then blinked in surprise.

"Oh wow." Ethan was shocked.

"What?" Peter was confused.

Ethan looked back at him. "Peter, I think you got bit by a spider."

Peter blinked in surprise.

"A spider?" Peter repeated.

Ethan laughed and patted his shoulder.

"Hey, just walk it off, okay? Think of it as a bite from a normal house spider." Ethan said reassuringly, smiling confidently at him.

Peter nodded despite his trembling state. He could feel the spider's venom flowing from his hand and spreading to his entire body. Peter only hoped that it wasn't venomous.

"Parker! Watson! Let's do it." The teacher shouted, grabbing the two teens' attention.

Peter and Ethan exited the campus and approached the students who were situated outside near the bus. Everyone began embarking back into the bus, with only Mary Jane, her friend Liz, Peter, and Ethan were last to go. Suddenly, Ethan experienced a sharp pain emanating from the nape of his neck, causing him to wince and instinctively slap the affected area. Upon examining his hand, he felt a frigid shiver run down his spine. He discovered a spider, curled up in a lifeless ball, resting in the palm of his hand.

"What's wrong?" Peter asked, looking at Ethan over his shoulder. Ethan shook his head and smiled reassuringly at him.

"Nothing." Ethan shook the dead spider off his palm as its lifeless corpse fell to the concrete floor. Said corpse gets crushed underneath the shoe of Flash Thompson.

The pair gracefully boarded the bus and settled into their designated seats. As the powerful engines of the vehicle roared to life, it began its journey forward. Throughout the lengthy voyage, both Peter and Ethan were acutely aware of a frigid sensation that gradually permeated their entire beings.

They didn't feel so good.

"And the Lord said there'll be light."

Ben Parker stood on the ladder as he was screwing in a new light bulb in the kitchen ceiling lamp while his wife, May Parker, was standing by the archway.

"And viola, there is light," Ben declared, before putting back on the lamp cover. "Forty soft golden lights of it."

"Good boy, God will be thrilled. Just don't fall on your ass," May joked to her husband, before walking back into the kitchen.

"I'm already on my ass, May," Ben said, lowering himself from the ladder. "When the plant senior electrician gets laid off after thirty-five years, what else will you call it? I'm on my ass."

"Hand me that dish, the green one," May pointed at the bowl that was residing across the kitchen.

"Corporations were downsizing their people and upsizing their profits," Ben said, grabbing the bowl and handing it to May.

"Ben, you'll get another job somewhere," May reassured.

"Eh, well... Well, let's look in the paper and see," Ben grabbed a newspaper that was laying on the counter before sitting at the dining table. "There are the want ads. What do we got here? Computer... computer salesman, computer engineer, computer analyst. My Lord, even the computers need analysts these days."

May walked out of the kitchen to her husband's side with a steaming pot in her hands.

"May, I'm 68 years old. I'm too old for computers, and besides, I have a family to provide for," Ben said.

May put the pot down on the dining table and placed her hands on Ben's shoulders.

"I love you. And Peter loves you. You're the most responsible man I've ever known," She gave a kiss on Ben's forehead. "We've been down-and-out before. But somehow, we survive."

Ben let out a small exhale in comfort, agreeing with his wife. "Yeah."

The two turned to the front door as their nephew entered.

"Oh, hi, sweetie, You're just in... " May's words trailed off when she noticed Peter's not feeling well by the look of his expression. "... Just in time for dinner."

"Hey, how is it, buddy? How's the field trip?" Ben asked his nephew with an enthusiastic smile, hoping to cheer him up.

Peter dropped his hoodie and backpack on the family couch. "Uh, I'm not feeling well. I'm going to sleep."

"You don't wanna have a bite?" May asked.

"No thanks," Peter declined, skipping all the way to the stairs. "I had a bite before."

Ben walked by the stair's handrails, worried by his nephew's wellbeing. "Did... did you take some pictures, Peter?"

Not knowing how to respond without worrying his folks, Peter continued to walk up the stairs leading to his bedroom. "Uh, I gotta crash. Everything's fine."

After hearing Peter's bedroom door closed, Ben turned to his wife with concern plastered on his countenance. "What's that all about?"

May kept her worrying gaze to where Peter ascended to the stairs.

"I don't know."

The Watson family was gathered around the dining table enjoying Madeline's famous chicken terazini for dinner. Concern showed on Mary Jane and Madeline's faces when they noticed Ethan hardly touching his food. Ethan, who usually loved his mother's cooking, for some reason couldn't bring himself to eat the terazini. He sat there staring at it blankly, as if it were something repulsive rather than a meal.

"Ethan, are you okay?" MJ asked, her tone laced with genuine concern.

MJ's voice pulled Ethan out of his trance. He blinked while lifting his head. He rubbed his temples, hoping to rub away the sudden increasing headache.

"Oh, um, sorry mom. For some reason I'm Just not feeling hungry," Ethan apologized, sounding strangely tired.

Feeling concern for her brother, MJ placed her hand on Ethan's forehead to check if he was experiencing any sickness. She gasped when she felt how hot and flushed Ethan's face was. She retracted her hand from his forehead quickly as she realized the severity of his fever.

"Oh my god, Ethan. You're burning up!" MJ cried out.

Madeline's worry turned into panic.

"Oh dear, should I call a doctor, honey?" Madeline inquired worryingly.

Ethan coked his head back and looked at her in confusion.

"What? No. No, no, no. Mom, MJ, I'm okay," Ethan assured them both, trying to put up a reassuring smile. "It's probably just a fever, so there's nothing to-"

Ethan's eyes suddenly bulge. He turned his body away from the pair, then emptied the contents of his stomach onto the carpet floor, and created a puddle of his breakfast mixed with lunch. His body collapsed and it seemed to be happening slowly. He had plenty of time to feel the world beginning to roll around him as he saw the floor rush up to strike him in the face.

In Ethan's last fleeting moments of consciousness, he saw MJ and Madeline at his side. Their calls for him grew very distant.

Darkness enveloped his world and the distant calls of his name gave way to silence.

The sweater fell to his feet with a faint thud. Peter stared into deep space, he started to feel dread with sweat. Feeling his lungs burning underneath, making it harder for him to breathe. His world twirled in a daze as he couldn't stand any longer, succumbing to the pain.

He only managed to reach the edge of his bed before eventually falling to the floor of his respective room. Peter grabbed for his sleeping blanket, pulling it down to cover his sweaty-filled person.

"... Transfer RNA to encode an entirely new genome, combining the genetic information from all three spiders..."

His pupils started to rapidly roll up and down.

Ethan's unmoving body was put on a stretcher. The nurses carefully moved said stretcher into the vehicle before boarding. Madeline and Mary Jane embarked into the ambulance vehicle, and the male and female nurses closed the doors behind them.

"... Into these fifthteen genetically designed super-spiders."

Ethan's pupils started to rapidly roll up and down. The Watsons notice this, causing Madeline to cry while praying for her son's recovery. Mary Jane held her brother's hand tightly, gazing more worryingly down at Ethan's worsening state.

An extraordinary transformation was happening to the two teens.

One where their lives will never be the same again.

A/N: Hello, my little shimmerings! I hope you all have a wonderful day or night wherever you guys are in the world. I'd like to welcome all my little shimmerings to a new written series: Sam Raimi: Spider-Men. This is my take in the alternate Sam Raimi universe if Peter Parker and one other individual were bitten by the same spider. I'll be writing the epic battles between fights as always, character interaction, etc. This will be based on three of the Sam Raimi movies with the added scenes when the story progresses with more published chapters.

Due to the fact that there are now two Spider-Men, not only will it impact the story but altered it. Some scenes will remain the same as they were from the movies but there will be changes as the story progresses. But with all of that said, I'll be going now. I hope you all have a wonderful day or night wherever you are.

See you all in the first chapter's official release, my little shimmerings!