Spiderman (Inner voice): Great. yet another predicament, I'm left in.and at the moment, it doesn't look to good. If I reveal my identity, my friends, family, my EVERYTHING could be at stake. For once, I wish I could get rid of these powers, these responsibilties I'm left with. Am I really happy? perhaps not. I'm too busy trying to make everyone else's life simple. When at this very moment, my own friends are losing every bit of faith they have towards me. Are these powers really a gift? or just a curse. But now isn't the time to be thinking such things. The whole city could be in danger if I don't defeat Doctor Octopus. But first, I really have to set things straight with Mary Jane. I really don't like to let her down, but it's for the best, even though I can't tell her why. She has a place in my heart, if only I could tell her how I feel towards her, if I only I could tell her the truth. Right, let's get out of here, the cops should be here any minute to clean this mess up and I sure don't want to get the blame for it. Now, to find an alley where I can convieniently change back to my civilian self, Peter Parker.
SFX:
thump. (hitting the dumpster)
removing the zip
Peter Parker:
It's a good thing, these alleys are hardly used, it makes life so easier to change in out of costume.
SFX
Footsteps
Sound of a busy street
Narrator:
As our hero walks down a busy New York street, a sudden pain strikes his insides, and Peter Parker feels cold inside. He knows what these symptoms are, as he has suffered them before. Even though he is New york's greatest superhero, illness can still strike, sometimes even greater than a normal man. The winter and the stress have finally taken their toll on this strong minded teenager. Still determined to set things right, he meets Mary Jane Watson in a near by cafe.
Peter Parker:Thank you for coming, MJ. I appreciate this. I really do. I've been wanting to talk to you for a while now.
Mary Jane: Well to me, it seems that you have been too busy to talk to me or even acknowledge that I exist. What made you change your tune?
Peter: I wanted to apologise. I've been really caught up, lately. It isn't your fault at all, but balancing my private life with my work life has been hard lately. You know how hard J Jonah Jameson pushes me to take photos of Spider-man.
Mary Jane: I know Peter and I understand that you DO have a busy life. But you are not the only one. It seems as if you only seem to care for your own needs, not anyone elses.
Peter (Inner voice) If only I could just tell her the truth. If only I could just confide in her my biggest secret....no, I have to keep my identity under wraps as long as I can, I don't want to hurt anyone that I care for!
Mary Jane: You seem so, mysterious. Is there anything on your mind Peter, you look ill, beat-down, as if the world is on your shoulders. I'm sorry for lashing out on you Pete, but I care for you and as one of my closest friends it is my responsibility to look after you. You should get some rest, perhaps we'll talk this over the next time we meet. Go on Tiger, I'm sure that once that cute little face perks up, you'll be back to normal.
Peter Parker:
As I stumbled back to my appartment, I realised that I didn't even get to tell her that I wouldn't meet with her tomorrow. She seemed pretty understanding, even after all I've put her through, but how long till she finally gives up hope. One day, I'll know I'll have to decide between Spider-man and Peter Parker, and I know which one I'd rather be. I now lay on my bed, feeling as ill as I possibly can. If I don't feel any better by tomorrow, I might as well just surrender, I know that if I have a fever this bad when I meet with Doctor Octopus, I know that the consequences will be bad.
Narrator:
Peter Parker, wrapped up his bed in his small cold appartment which looked like it had hardly ever been used. After hours of sleep, Peter woke up in a cold sweat, still ill, as if death was at his door. He glanced over to his alarm clock and realised that he had slept for well over 16 hours and it was now 2pm the following day.
He knew where he had to be in the next hour, even though he knew he wasn't up for the task. Peter slowly put on his Spider-man costume.
Peter: Well, here I go. If I don't get through this in one piece, at least I would die, saving the ones I love. Maybe then they may be able to understand how I really feel, how my mind works and how I'm only interested in the best for society