'Spider-Man 4' - thejon93

[thejon93]

PART 1:
The day began as the sun set over the waters of Manhattan. It was peaceful, as the sun reflected off the city's largest skyscrapers. Very little happened below, very few people on the sidewalks, very little traffic. It was unusually peaceful, which worried the hero above as he sat upon one of the many tall skyscrapers, examing the events below, as he sat with his fist underneath his chin being held up by his knee. The hero gasped.

"Come on, NYC... I know you need me," said Spider-Man who was more than ready for something even so minor to happen.

The web-slinger gasped again as he stood to his feet and looked down below.

"Have it your way then," Spider-Man responded as he prepared to leap off the building when suddenly, he heard sirens as he turned his attention towards them. "Do you always have to answer when I'm in doubt?"

Finally with that remark, the hero had leapt off of the building, as he fell further down, more buildings began to crowd him, so he used them as he spun a webline from one of his wrists to swing down further towards the sirens.

"We need back-up, the suspect is headed north on 5th Avenue in a beige mini-van, we believe they have a hostage in the back-seat," the frantic police officer reported back to the station through his walky-talky as his partner on the driver's side followed the mini-van as the officer on the passenger's side of the vehicle described.

Meanwhile, in the mini-van, the passenger turned around and pointed a handgun at the man tied up in the back-seat.

"Tell us what you know about Dimitri, or you die," claimed the man holding the gun in the passenger's seat.

"I am not required to answer your question, Piss-Head," the man tied up in the back replied as he then spit in the face of the man pointing the gun at him.

The man looked enraged at the man tied up and pulled back the barrel of the gun and was ready to shoot the man in the back but the driver stopped him by pointing the gun, which was still in the passenger's hand, at the ceiling of the van to stop him from killing the man in the back.

"Shots fired, shot fired," reported the officer with the walky-talky.

The man in the passenger's seat slowly turned his attention to the driver.

"Why did you do that?" asked the man in the passenger's seat.

"Think next time you idiot. We need him alive, Ivan," the driver answered.

"Why? For the boss, we never even met the guy. He could be a fake!"

"He's no fake, Ivan!"

"How? What proof do you have, Vladimir?"

"I have no proof but the fears..."

"Fears of what?"

"Fears of discovering who he really is if we fail."

The driver, Vladimir, turned the corner as the cop car behind did the same, continuing to keep up.

"Men, we have your position on the GPS, back-up's coming," reported the man over the walky-talky. The passenger picked up the walky-talky and began to talk.

"Captain Stacy, oh boy, is it good to hear from you again," the officer gladly responded.

"It's good to hear from you as well boys, but don't worry, we'll be meeting each other in a moment," Captain Stacy claimed.

The passenger turned towards the driver in confusion.

"Stacy always likes to make his entrance, this time, I'm expecting him to come from above," the driver answered the officer's confusion as he leaned his head closer to the dashboard and looked up to the sky to see a helicopter come from above one of the skyscrapers. "Right on time, Captain."

"Okay, Henry, let's get down there to show these S.O.B.s we mean buisness," Captain Stacy directed to the pilot of the helicopter. The pilot smiled while still paying attention to flying the helicopter but then grew worried as something had grabbed onto the helicopter and then pulled itself off as the helicopter bounced up then down a bit. "What was that?"

"Our Friendly Neighboorhood, Spider-Man," the pilot, Henry, answered to Captain Stacy.

Ivan, in the passenger's seat, again turned around towards the man tied up.

"Now, you talk," Ivan pointed the gun at the defenseless man. "Or you-"

Ivan's claim was interupted when suddenly, Spider-Man's two feet came smashing through his window and kicking him in the face. As Ivan dropped the gun to the floor due to the attack, Spider-Man sat with his legs inside the van and his body outside of it.

"Sorry to interupt, gentlemen. But I heard there was trouble," Spider-Man remarked.

"The only trouble here, is you," Ivan responded as he grabbed Spider-Man's legs and threw them outside of the van, but Spider-Man was still attached to the van.

"You'll have to do better than that," Spider-Man replied.

"Umm, how 'bout this?" the driver, Vladimir, quickly picked up the gun from the bottom of the van and pointed it at Spider-Man who had disappeared from his spot on the van. Vladimir held the gun close to him as he looked over at Ivan who was signaling with his eyes for Vladimir to turn towards his side where Spider-Man now was. He began to move slowly but then quickly shot towards his side, pointing the gun at out his side but as he did so, Spider-Man quickly opened the door, and with Vladimir's own weight used against him, he throws himself out of the van. Ivan went to pull out his gun but realized Vladimir had it last. Spider-Man stopped to look at him for a moment but then threw himself into the van and again kicked Ivan with both of his feet right out of the van. Spider-Man then pulled his feet back into the vehicle as he then sat in the driver's seat, he looked back and saw the man tied up.

"Freddy?" Spider-Man asked, but the man didn't respond as he was curious to how he knew his name. "Ahh... brake."

Spider-Man slammed his foot on the gas pedel and the car sped up.

"Gas! Ahh... brake?!..." Spider-Man then slammed the same foot down to the brake pedel which made the van skid along the road and then finally stop. Spider-Man took a deep breath of relief as he then leaned back in his seat, taking his foot off the pedel.

"It's still on," the man tied up(who Spider-Man refered to as Freddy) refered to the van still being left on.

"Ohh well, I'm not paying gas for this beast," Spider-Man replied.

Captain Stacy's helicopter then landed as Stacy came marching out and running towards Spider-Man.

"Captain Stacy, good to see you again," Spider-Man greeted Captain Stacy.

"When are you going to let us do our jobs, Webhead?" Captain Stacy asked Spider-Man.

"When you finally catch me," Spider-Man answered as he shot a webline at the building to his right and swung himself up to it as he began running up the wall and onto the roof.

"Damn superheroes," Captain Stacy remarked to himself.

 

[MrShifty]

that's really great bro. Great dialog.

Im also writing a spider-man 4 screenplay if you want to check it out

keep up the good work, I'm looking forward to it.

 

[thejon93]

that's really great bro. Great dialog.

Im also writing a spider-man 4 screenplay if you want to check it out

keep up the good work, I'm looking forward to it.

Thanks, man. And yeah, I checked out your screenplay and it sounds pretty good as well. I'll continue to follow yours as I continue mine, so good luck with yours, MrShifty. And thank you for the support

PART 2:
The hero made his way towards his home as he leapt off of the building he was on, his leap was a huge distance as he finally reached his apartment building by latching onto the wall, the one known as Spider-Man made his way up the wall towards his balcony as he finally reached it, he peered inside to see his love, Mary Jane sitting on his bed, knitting. Spider-Man lifted his mask up to his nose as he continued to scale the building wall.

Inside the apartment, Mary Jane was knitting a sweeter, when suddenly, from above came Spider-Man who lowered himself down with his webline to Mary Jane's lips to kiss her. She wrapped her arms around Spider-Man's head until finally she stopped kissing him.

"Nice of you to stop by," Mary Jane smiled.

"Hey, I live here, don't I?" Spider-Man asked as he dropped himself down to the bed, with him pulling the webline off of the ceiling and throwing it in the garbage can. "Or do I have the wrong address? Wouldn't be the first time, of course."

"What does that mean?"

"Nothing... of course. Just that I missed you so much."

"Of course, how could I forget?"

"Oh, and I brought you a little something, maybe you can knit a new one?"

Spider-Man took off his mask and tossed it to Mary Jane. She quickly jolted up from the bed and chased after the now maskless Spider-Man.

"Get back here, Nerd," Mary Jane called.

"Hey, don't call me that," Spider-Man flipped onto the bed with his back landing on it and his head hanging from the side as Mary Jane quickly came over and tossed her arms over his chest.

"I missed you too, Tiger," Mary Jane smiled.

"Oh really? Sitting here doing something as boring as knitting really shows that," Spider-Man said with sarcasm.

"Oh, shut up, Peter Parker," Mary Jane silenced Peter as she bent her head down further and again kissed the man now known as Peter Parker.

Ivan and Vladimir sat together inside a holding-cell at the station. Captain Stacy walked past them.

"Hope you boys like granola bars and juice boxes because that's all you'll be getting," Captain Stacy notified the two prisoners.

"Hey, why don't you shut your face and give me my phone call? Huh?!" Vladimir commanded Captain Stacy.

Captain Stacy turned around towards Vladimir.

"You'll get your phone call when I give you your phone call. So why don't you keep seated and shut your face instead?" Captain Stacy threw back at Vladimir. "Jeff! Give these ladies their juice boxes."

The man known as Jeff grabbed two juices boxes out of the miniature-fridge next to him and threw them over to Captain Stacy where he caught them both.

"Fine. I'll give these ladies their juice boxes," Captain Stacy changed his own command as Jeff looked back at one of the officers sitting at the desk in confusion, he shook his head at Jeff in disappointment.

"I have to go to the washroom," Jeff held his arms down to his gut and walked quickly to the washroom.

Captain Stacy peered back at him for a moment then turned away and threw the two prisoners their juice boxes where they both picked them up and punched holes in them with the straws.

"So, who was the lucky one to buy these goons their treats this time?" Captain Stacy asked the officer sitting at the desk who shook his head at Jeff.

"Last week was me, so this week was Jeff. Luckily for him they had a sale," the officer answered Captain Stacy as he grabbed a file, opened it and began to read the papers inside.

"Still... I feel-" Captain Stacy cut himself off as he turned around towards the prisoners who were on the floor and appeared to be dead. "Frank! Jeff!"

Frank with the file in his hands looked up at Stacy then to the prisoners and threw the files back onto the desk as he quickly pulled for his keys from his chain and opened the cell-door. Stacy and Frank quickly ran into the cell and both put their hands on each of the prisoner's necks to feel if there was a pulse. They both looked up at each other at the same moment.

"What could've-" Captain Stacy again stopped himself in the middle of the sentence and got up and ran to the washroom where he pulled out his gun, Stacy quickly checked to see if the door was locked, it was. So he positioned himself in-front of the door and kicked it open. "Freeze!"

Inside the washroom, there was no one. As the window above the toilet seat was opened.

"Dammit!" Captain Stacy yelled as he threw his gun to the ground in anger.

 

[thejon93]

PART 3:
Peter and Mary Jane sat on the edge of the bed next to each other.

"Freddy from The Bugle, he was kidnapped today," Peter told Mary Jane.

"Where is he now?" asked Mary Jane.

"He's fine. He's back, it's just... I'm wondering what they wanted from him," Peter asked himself, including Mary Jane.

"Well, just like everyone else, Tiger. Your just going to have to find the answer," Mary Jane replied as she turned her attention over to Peter's face. As he did the same. Peter smiled and set his hand in her silky-red hair.

"What would I do without you?" Peter smiled as he kissed her on the forehead.

Captain Stacy walked into the cell where the forensics specialists were examing the bodies of Ivan and Vladimir.

"What the hell did he put in those boxes?" Captain Stacy asked one of the men examing the bodies on the floor.

"Rat poison, caused them both to die almost instantaniously," one of the men answered Captain Stacy.

"God dammit, Jeff. What the hell got you started with this crap?" Captain Stacy asked himself as he turned his attention to the washroom.

Peter walked into The Daily Bugle with a file of photos.

"Parker!"

Inside his boss's office, his boss, J. Jonah Jameson, kept repeatedly calling for Peter, notifying him as "Parker".

Peter finally reached the floor where he worked and immediately looked over to the secretary, Betty Brant, who was signalling Peter to get inside JJJ's office. Peter rushed through the fury of people working also on this level as he then finally made his way out and to Jameson's office where he turned to Betty.

"Hey, Betty," Peter greeted himself to Betty.

"Hey, Pete," Betty did the same as she smiled up at him.

Then suddenly, Jameson came out of his office and grabbed Peter by the shoulder.

"Hey! Parker!" Jameson yelled in Peter's ear as he threw him into his office and closed the door behind as he sat back down at his desk. "Pictures?!"

"Yeah," Peter responded as he handed Jameson the file of photos. He skimmed through them then threw them onto his desk.

"Can you tell that web-for-brains, Spider-Man, to make some different poises, next time?!" Jameson asked Peter expecting an immediate answer.

Peter was speechless for a moment but as he was about to answer Jameson commanded him to sit down in the chair in-front of his desk as he then shot up from his to turn his attention outside the window. "I've seen him climb walls, I've seen him leap great distances, I've seen him do that-"

Jameson cut himself off as he tried to make the hand-signal Spider-Man does.

"What is this, Schrades?" Peter asked himself as Jameson finally got it and showed Peter, Peter gave a fake applause to Jameson as he pointed the hand at the ceiling and began giving the impression that he was climbing up a rope. "Gotta be, Schrades."

Peter got up from the chair and headed for the door out of Jameson's office.

"Where are you going?" Jameson asked Peter.

"To see a friend," Peter answered, closing the door on his way out but just before it closed all the way, Hoffman put his hand between it to stop the door from closing and walked into Jameson's office.

Hoffman was about to speak but Jameson signalled him to get out by pointing to the door as he still did his impression of Spider-Man.

Peter parked his moped into a bike-rack where he locked it up as he then walked up the steps to the Empire State University.

Peter walked inside then finally reached his friend's office down the hall where inside was not only a huge lab, but a single man, missing his right arm, working frantically, mixing chemicals, checking to see if they were in order, etc. Peter walked into the lab and grinned.

"I recogn I don't need to say 'Hi'?" Peter asked with sarcasm as he entered the lab. The man working paid no attention to him as he kept working.

"When do you ever need to say, 'Hi', Peter Parker? Remember to put the coat on this time," the man told Peter as Peter then turned towards the coat rack.

Peter snatched and lab coat from the rack and put it on.

"Yeah, drenched my shirt out last time," Peter said in response to the man. "Hope it was all for a cure of cancer."

"No, but how about coming close?" the man also said in response.

Peter button up his lab coat and walked towards the man, "This sounds interesting."

Peter finally reached the man.

"Why are you still wearing that?" Peter pointed at the man's name tag which read: "Dr. Connors".

"Some people don't know my name," Dr. Connors answered.

"Oh, really? Like who?" Peter asked with sarcasm in his voice.

"Hey, you're lucky you graduated, Parker. I'd have you in shackels for that," Dr. Connors pointed at Peter.

"I'd be gone before you could ever try," Peter responded.

"You'd be in them before you could ever try," Dr. Connors claimed.

"I guess I'm in trouble then," Peter again responded.

 

[thejon93]

PART 4:
A man with a black hoodie on walked towards another man sitting in a chair in-front of him, who's face was shadowed by the hood over his head.

"Where's my brother?" the man asked.

"Who?" the man in the chair was confused.

"My brother! Where is he?"

"Who, Vladimir? He's dead."

"What?"

"Some corrupt police officer killed him."

"No, you hired him to kill my brother."

"What makes you think that?"

"Don't play these games with me, Dmitri! I want you to tell me what happened to my brother!"

The man in the chair, notified as Dmitri raised his hood so that Vladimir's brother could see his face. But his face was not normal as Vladimir's brother look at it in fear, Dmitri's face was made of iron. The face of Dmitri's didn't show his nose, nor his ears, just his eyes and lips. Vladimir's brother tried to say something but couldn't discover the words.

"You obviously feel the need to belame me, and I understand, who else could've been responsible, you say? Well I tell you who was responsible," Dmitri leaned away from the back of the chair. "Spider-Man."

"Spider-Man?" Vladimir's brother was confused.

"Spider-Man is known as this town's savior, he hunts down people alike you and I, and brings them to the law to handle. If Spider-Man hadn't captured Ivan and your brother, they'd both be alive. So, I don't think your problem should be with me, I think your problem is with Spider-Man. And if you kill this man, not only will you be free of all of your revenge and hate. But you'll get a nice paycheck in return, save us all the misery of having to deal with him ourselves."

Vladimir's brother turned away from Dmitri and began walking towards the doorway out of the room but then turned back around towards Dmitri.

"I don't need a paycheck to avenge my brother's death, all I need to do... is do it," Vladimir's brother told Dmitri as he then turned away from him and continued to walk towards the doorway, and finally out.

 

[MrShifty]

I like the way you capture Peter and MJ's relationship. and the foreshadowing of things to come is great.

 

[thejon93]

PART 5:
Dr. Connors pulled out two glasses from below in his counter and put them on the table and then pulled out a small bottle of whiskey. Dr. Connors flashed the bottle towards Peter, signalling the question, if he wanted a drink.

"No thanks, I don't drink and swing," Peter answered Dr. Connors question.

Dr. Connors put one of the glasses back in the counter and poured some into the glass.

"What does that mean?" Dr. Connors asked.

"What does what mean?" Peter didn't understand the question.

"You don't drink and swing, what are you... a swinger?" Dr. Connors clarified the question.

"Yeah, I guess so," Peter agreed with Connors, trying to hide his reference to Spider-Man.

"I bet Gwen wouldn't be so happy about that."

"Gwen?..."

"Yeah, your going out with each other, right?"

"No. Never really did..."

"Oh, I'm sorry."

"That's alright, Dr. Connors. Right at the moment I'm seeing a girl named, Mary Jane Watson."

"Lucky you, Peter."

"Thanks, Dr. Connors."

Peter walked out of the Empire State University but he notices that at the bike-rack, his moped was gone.

"Who steals a moped?" Peter asked himself as he began to walk down the steps.

 

[thejon93]

I like the way you capture Peter and MJ's relationship. and the foreshadowing of things to come is great.

Thanks for the feeback, man. Yeah, I didn't want to bring back that arrogant Mary Jane from the second and third film, I wanted to bring back the Mary Jane we knew from the first film but further deepen their relationship.

PART 6:
Mary Jane was sitting on the edge of the bed in Peter's apartment, talking to her aunt on the phone, when suddenly, Peter landed on the balcony. Mary Jane noticed this and held her hand up against the mouthpiece of the phone.

"Did you forget the bike?" Mary Jane asked.

"Ahh, no. Someone stole it," Peter answered as he walked into the apartment and sat next to Mary Jane on the bed.

"Good."

"What?" Peter shot as he thought Mary Jane was responding to his moped being stolen, when she was really talking to her aunt. Peter nodded, notifying Mary Jane that he understood.

"Ohh! You want to talk to him?" Mary Jane asked her aunt as she turned towards Peter and held her hand up against the mouthpiece. "You want to talk to her?"

"No," Peter answered.

"Why not?" Mary Jane asked.

"Because..."

"Because, what?"

"Because, I just don't feel like it."

"You..."

"You, what?"

"You... scared, little chicken..."

"That's it, give me the phone."

Mary Jane handed the phone to Peter.

"Hey, Mary Jane's, mother's sister, Anna. How are you doing?" Peter greeted himself to Aunt Anna.

"Hi, Peter. How have you been doing?" Mary Jane's aunt had asked Peter.

"Oh, well... I've been just fine, work is good, and whatnot," Peter answered her question.

"That's good, Peter. Very good."

"Thanks, Anna."

Peter looked over to Mary Jane and rolled his eyes as she grinned.

"So, will I see you and Mary Jane over here for dinner some time?" Aunt Anna asked.

"Oh... yeah, definitly. Very soon, I essure you," Peter answered.

"Okay, then. Can I talk to Mary Jane now, please?"

"Yeah, here she is."

Peter handed Mary Jane the phone.

"Hello?" Mary Jane again introduced herself.

"I think you could've done better," Aunt Anna told Mary Jane.

"Okay, Aunt Anna. Good bye," Mary Jane hung-up the phone.

Mary Jane turned around towards Peter.

"So?" Peter question Mary Jane.

"She thinks I could've done better," Mary Jane answered.

"Yeah, I thought so too," Peter smiled.

Mary Jane giggled.

"Face it, Tiger... you hit the jackpot," Mary Jane also smiled.

"I know, afterall... I could see the gold in your eyes," Peter walked closer to Mary Jane, finally they both kissed each other.

 

[thejon93]

PART 7:
Dr. Connors walked up in-front of a crowd of people as he stood on the podium, leaning in close to the microphone to speak.

"Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen. My name is Doctor Curt Connors. Now, I must say that I am not at all very good with speechs, but you can count on the fact that I've been practicing for this all night," Dr. Connors presented as some of the audience at his remark, while some were too uptight to even attempt. "Anyhow, let's get on with the point. Look at me. What am I missing?..."

"Your arm," one of the people from the audience yelled as some people around the person began to laugh.

"Exactly. But the way I lost this arm was for a cause that was greater than anything you'd ever accomplish in your miserable life. You see, when I got back from the war as a field surgeon, I lost something, my good arm. Before I left, my wife, Martha, and I, we promised each other we'd be married by the end of the war. So I came back, missing my arm she still accepted me, but inside, I felt empty and scared. I still felt the pain throughout our wedding day, up to the point when we finally became married. I remember my brother becoming married, and he carried his bride down that isle, I always dreamed of the day I would be able to do that, but my dream never came true that day. My dream was crushed by the decision to save others, to allow them to walk away from that war with their pride and see their loved ones happy to see them as tears run down their eyes. There are many people out there with my problem, and when it happens to them they feel like little kids again. They can't write properly, they can't eat properly, they can't... can't even reach their arm around to hug both their wife and kid. But now, ladies and gentlemen, I am proud to say, there is hope," Dr. Connors finished his statement then pulled out from underneath the podium, a vial filled with a green serum. "I've spent my life on this, I worked day-in, day-out to shine light on this chance to give people, like myself, their lives back, the freedom to do things with all of their limbs in-tact, not the other way around. Now, no human tests have been made but repeated tests on other rodents have been proven successful, soon giving this formula the future it has coming to it."

The audience clapped after Dr. Connors finished his speech as some of them began to raise their hands, Dr. Connors picked the woman in the front.

"What exactly is in the formula?"

"I'm sorry but that's a question I cannot answer. But, I will say this. Have you ever watched a limb-less lizard before?" Dr. Connors directed the question to the whole audience. None of them answered as they were confused by the question. "Well, I suggest you check it out for yourself. But, I'm not influencing people to disect lizard's limbs off now, so let's get that straight. So, thank you for coming out to this quick little conference, and have a nice day, thank you," Dr. Connors put an end to the conference and wished everyone goodbye as must of the audience stood up and clapped for Dr. Connors.

In the back row, Peter also stood up, clapping along with the audience over Dr. Connor's discovery. But however, inside, Peter didn't feel right about something as he looked up at the podium in confusion, then finally leaving the conference.

Vladimir's brother sat in the backseat of the vehicle with someone driving the vehicle.

"Where do I find this bastard?" Vladimir's brother asked the driver.

"On the rooftops, or wherever there's trouble," the driver answered Vladimir's brother.

"Good, let's cause trouble," Vladimir's brother replied as he pulled a handgun out of his pocket and pointed it at the head of the driver.

"No, wait! Samuel!-" the driver tried to stop Vladimir's brother, Samuel, from shooting him but Samuel had already done it. As the vehicle then spun-out of control, finally stopping by crashing into a building wall. Samuel open the door on his side of the vehicle but before he got out, he pulled out a rifle from underneath the seat, along with a suitcase which he held in the hand which also carried the handgun. People started gathering around the car up until Samuel stepped out where they ran in fear.

"That's right, people. Run!"

Samuel shot the handgun towards the crowd where it had hit two people with it's seven remaining bullets, Samuel threw the gun away as he ran across the street and into the building on the opposite side of the crashed vehicle. Samuel ran up the stairs and got off at the third floor where he ran across the hall to the room at the end of the hall, there were two choices, between the one on the left or right, Samuel chose the right as he kicked the door open and immediately positioned the rifle in-front of him.

"Everyone out!"

Samuel yelled but there was no one in the apartment to be found, Samuel then closed the door behind him as he threw the suitcase onto the bed and opened it to pull out a scope and extra ammunation, Samuel sat on the bed for a moment and attached the scope to the rifle as he then got up from the bed and went to the window where he set the rifle on-top of a shelf to open the window, as soon as he opened the window, he punched the screen out of it's place as it fell to the sidewalk below, Samuel then rolled down the curtains as he picked up the rifle and held it in his hands as he was prepared for Spider-Man to come along at any moment. Finally, Spider-Man then suddenly came as he landed right on the hood of the car. Samuel pointed the rifle out the window as he rolled the curtains up real quick, once he did so, he looked through the scope and aimed for Spider-Man's head, he found the target and pulled the trigger, but, somehow Spider-Man dodged the bullet as it hit the wall behind him. Spider-Man then turned his attention to Samuel in the apartment who was pointing the rifle at him, he shot again but, again Spider-Man dodged the bullet and leapt towards Samuel's position in the apartment, Samuel quickly switched the ammo-type and grabbed some magazines from the suitcase and quickly ran out of the room as Spider-Man finally landed in the room, and began his chase after Samuel as he also ran out of the room, Samuel then began to shoot at Spider-Man but Spider-Man flipped out of the way of the bullets headed towards him. Samuel then quickly ran up the stairs in fear as Spider-Man followed after him. Samuel finally reached the door to the rooftop but it was locked, quickly, he shot the doorknob which fell off from the shots fired. Samuel quickly peered over his shoulder and saw Spider-Man, he then quickly turned around towards him and began to shoot at him but Spider-Man hid behind the wall to avoid getting hit from the bullets, although Spider-Man was nowhere in his sight, Samuel kept shooting frantically as he slowly backed up out of the building and onto the roof but he tripped over the last step he made, with that, Spider-Man quickly jolted up the staircase after Samuel and right before Samuel could shoot Spider-Man, Spider-Man grabbed the rifle's barrel and pointed at the ceiling where Samuel held the trigger down until it ran out of bullets, Spider-Man then put his other hand on the barrel and pushed the rifle down as the rifle's grip hit Samuel right in the face which forced him to left go of the gun as Spider-Man threw it back down the stairs. Samuel quickly crawled away from Spider-Man as Spider-Man followed him from behind, Samuel pulled out a knife from his back pocket and quickly leapt back up to his feet and went to lunch Spider-Man with the knife right in the stomach but Spider-Man sidestepped him and cracked the knife right out of his hand as Spider-Man then elbowed him in the face. Samuel backed up a bit from the attack from Spider-Man as he stared at him with rage.

"Spider-Man, you die!" Samuel yelled as he then charged towards Spider-Man and caught him as he lifted him up onto his shoulder but then tripped over the edge of the rooftop as he and Spider-Man came falling down the building. Samuel screamed in fear as Spider-Man then punched Samuel in the face while falling, Spider-Man then twisted himself around to face the building wall as he gripped hold of Samuel's arm and shot a webline at the building but before it could catch the building, Samuel crashed right threw the hood of the car below with Spider-Man falling right down on-top of him as he rolled off of the car.

Spider-Man reached for his back in pain as he tried to stand to his feet.

"How many times has that happened now?" Spider-Man asked himself as he gasped through both pain and adrenaline. Spider-Man turned away from the motionless body of Samuel as he went to jump up to the building in-front of him, but he couldn't, as his back was in too much pain. Spider-Man then took a deep breath and shot a webline at the building instead and swung himself in-towards the wall.

 

[thejon93]

PART 8:
Spider-Man landed on his balcony as he took off his mask and threw it on the floor next to his bed. As he walked into the apartment and fell onto the bed. But, as soon as he did that, somebody opened his door and Peter quickly fell behind the bed so the person couldn't see him, it was Mary Jane, as she carried with her two large bags of groceries.

"Little help, Pete?" Mary Jane asked as she struggled to carry the bags and close the door all at once.

Peter quickly shot off of the floor and grabbed both grocery bags, allowing Mary Jane to close the door. Mary Jane then turned around towards Peter.

"You look like hell, Peter. What happened?" Mary Jane asked as she put the grocery bags down by the mini-fridge.

Peter fell down face-first on the bed with his back facing the ceiling. Peter then moved his head to the side so that the bed-sheets wouldn't be in his mouth as he spoke.

"Someone had a beef with me, so him and I took a tumble down an apartment building. And, I was the lucky one to take the tumble as he crashed right threw a car, and I landed right on-top of him... hurt my back, again, in the meantime," Peter responded to Mary Jane's question as she walked over towards Peter and laid down beside him on the bed.

"Everyone has rough days, Tiger. This was yours. Heck, this is even mine too," Mary Jane tried to cheer Peter up.

"Why?" Peter asked in response.

"Because the cashier didn't hand me my chocolate, of course," Mary Jane answered.

"You and your chocolate."

"You and your spandex."

"Hey! It's not spandex."

"Then what is it, Spider-Boy?"

"...highly flexible material, I couldn't be Spider-Man without it."

"Okay, Spider-Boy," Mary Jane replied as she began to rub Peter's back. "God, Peter, I can feel your bumps and bruises even through this."

"That's what it takes to be Spider-Man."

"Well, I hope Peter Parker is ready for dinner tonight with both our aunts."

"What?!"

Peter and Mary Jane sat together at the table in Aunt May's apartment, all formally dressed.

"I essure you Peter and Mary Jane, you didn't have to dress to the occasion," Aunt May told Peter and Mary Jane as she was making dinner in-front of the stove.

"No, it is a special occasion, Aunt May," Mary Jane smiled.

"Seeing you nowadays is like waiting for Christmas, Aunt May," Peter smiled also.

"I hate Christmas," Aunt Anna had walked out from the washroom and sat at the table, right in-front of both Peter and Mary Jane. Peter was uncomfortable with her being right in-front of him as he wasn't very fond of her.

"Well then, Anna, according to that, I hope your Christmas dinner invitation gets lost in the mail," Aunt May said as she walked over to the table with a pot of stu and mashed potatoes.

"Delicious, as always Aunt May," Mary Jane complimented Aunt May.

"Oh! Thank you, Mary Jane," Aunt May thanked Mary Jane as she continued to bring other the foods and vegetables. "Peter, can you bring over the roast beef to the table?"

"Sure thing, Aunt May," Peter pushed out his chair to get out as he walked over into the kitchen to get the roast beef.

Aunt Anna looked at Mary Jane in disgust of Peter.

"Doesn't even push in his chair, how rude," Aunt Anna whispered to Mary Jane as Mary Jane signalled to her aunt to "be quiet", by placing her finger over her lips.

Finally Peter brought the roast beef to the table as Aunt May found her seat next to Aunt Anna.

"Thank you, Peter," thanked Aunt May.

"You're welcome, Aunt May," Peter smiled as he then found his seat back next to Mary Jane.

 

[thejon93]

PART 9:
Captain Stacy stood in-front of the vehicle Samuel had fallen threw as an investigator behind him asked for his attention, Captain Stacy turned towards him.

"Yes?"

"Sir, sorry for disturbing you, but... I have reason to believe that this man, and the men that you captured last week, are Russian," the investigator claimed.

"How?" Captain Stacy asked in repsponse.

"The two guns we found upstairs were crafted in Russia, as well as the ones we found last week," the investigator answered.

"So, you're saying?..." Captain Stacy attempted to get the investigator to finish the phrase.

"I believe these Russians are causing the majority of the crimes commited in the city," the investigator completed the phrase for Captain Stacy.

"Can you look back to the past weeks to the very point when these weapons were discovered?"

"Yeah, I can."

"If this is true, and you find when these weapons were discovered first, we can track down how they got here, maybe information on who these people were, how many there were, or if these are just simply weapons they are selling."

"Yes, sir. I'll get right on it," the investigator told Captain Stacy as he walked towards his vehicle.

Captain Stacy then looked back and forth across the road to see if any vehicles were coming, there were none as he quickly ran across the road.

"Hey, Captain! No Jay-Walking," one of the officers from the scene called to Captain Stacy as he turned around towards him and raised his arms in confusion, only joking around. But, right after he did that, the vehicle Samuel had crashed through earlier, all of a sudden exploded as the huge flame surrounded the officers around the vehicle. Captain Stacy couldn't take his eyes off of it as he was frozen stiff from the explosion, but at the corner of his eye, he saw the investigator on the ground with flames on the back of his jacket. As he rolled around on his back to try and get rid of the flames, Captain Stacy ran over towards him to try and pull the jacket off. Stacy got one of the man's arms out when he went to pull the next one out, which he did as he rolled the investigator away from the burning jacket.

"You alright, Cole?" Captain Stacy asked Cole, the investigator.

Cole shook his head as Captain Stacy looked back up at the flame-ridden vehicle. Captain Stacy then turned away as it was too hard on his eyes, but when he did so, he caught a glimpse of a man standing in the middle of the road, just staring at the fiery-vehicle as he then turned away from it and walked off. Captain Stacy looked down at Cole.

"You sure you'll be alright?" Captain Stacy asked again.

"Yeah," Cole answered as Captain Stacy stood to his feet, but when he did, the man up ahead caught him and ran down into the alley.

"Stay here," Captain Stacy quickly told Cole as he ran after the man.

Captain Stacy gasped for breath as he leaned up against the wall, where right around the corner was the alleyway the mysterious man ran down. Captain Stacy then turned around the corner and pointed his gun down the alleyway, there was no one there. Captain Stacy put his gun away but then caught a homeless man sitting on the ground next to the wall as he seemed to be sleeping.

"Hey... hey!" Captain Stacy tried to wake up the homeless man and he finally woke up, as under his breath he muttered profanity. "Can you stand up, please?"

The homeless man looked up at Captain Stacy in confusion then began to stand up, using the wall as leverage.

"I'm not drunk, police officer," the homeless man claimed as he finally stood up, still using the wall as leverage.

"Stand up straight," Captain Stacy commanded.

"Why?"

"For one, I can't have an intoxicated man sitting out here when you could cause trouble. And two, I'm measuring heights."

"For who?"

"Stand up straight, please."

Captain Stacy tried to help the man stand up straight, but then suddenly, the homeless man punched Captain Stacy in the face as Captain Stacy fell down to his knee, but when he did so, he seemed to have pulled out the man's whole head of hair, but it wasn't just that, it was his face as well. The man was wearing a mask, it was Dmitri. Captain Stacy pulled out his gun while still on his one knee.

"Had enough of this voodoo, crap," Captain Stacy muttered to himself as he aimed the gun at Dmitri and finally shot at him once he found a target, and with only one bullet fired, Captain Stacy caught Dmitri in the leg, as he also fell to one knee. But with that, Dmitri pulled out his own gun and began to shoot at Captain Stacy, who rolled out of the way of the weapon's fire, up until he reached the edge of the building. Dmitri finally ran out of bullets, and in fear he looked around the alleyway, until he found a door to his right where he went to kick it open but as he did, Captain Stacy shot at him again, this time missing and hitting the wall, as Dmitri headed inside the building. Captain Stacy then got up and ran after Dmitri.

While Dmitri was inside the building, he opened his jacket, and put his gun back inside as he pulled out another mask which he put on over his face(Bruce Campbell's face; 'Darkman' reference). Dmitri also pulled out a cell-phone and finally exited the building to it's front-end, as he quickly called a phone number.

Two guys were sleeping inside a car, both in the driver's and passenger's seat as one of their cell-phones rang, the man in the passenger's seat picked it up, it was Dmitri.

"It's him, watch for his signal," the passenger told the driver who starred up the vehicle. The passenger then looked out above the dashboard and saw Dmitri raise the lighten cell-phone high into the air. The passenger pointed at him to direct the driver where to go. "There. Go. Go!"

The driver finally started up the car and sped towards Dmitri.

Captain Stacy finally reached the building where he quickly ran inside and caught glimpse of Dmitri standing out in front, he then noticed the bullet-wound to the leg and pointed the gun at him.

"Freeze!" Captain Stacy yelled at Dmitri, as he turned around towards Stacy. "Hands up!"

Dmitri slowly raised his hands but then heard the passenger's voice call out to him and he lowered them and turned away from Stacy as Stacy went to shoot him but he moved out of the way as Captain Stacy now couldn't see him, he cursed himself and ran out towards Dmitri. Dmitri then leapt onto the hood of the vehicle.

"Drive! Drive!" Dmitri directed to the driver as he then finally began speeding further up the street.

The passenger rolled down the window on his side, "When do you want in, Sir?"

"When you head further up the street," Dmitri answered as the passenger rolled his window back up.

Captain Stacy pointed his gun at the vehicle but it was out of range, he then threw his gun down away from targeting the vehicle, while still holding it in his hand, as he again cursed himself.

"So, how's work going for you, Mary Jane?" Aunt May asked as everyone around the table had food on their plates.

"It's going great, Aunt May. I'm actually beginning to like being a singing waitress," Mary Jane answered Aunt May.

"That job ain't good enough for you, Mary Jane," Aunt Anna debated as she put a spoon-full of mashed potatoes into her mouth.

"Well it's good enough for now, Aunt Anna," Mary Jane clarified.

"You should go there sometime, Anna. It's like a smaller version of Broadway," Peter insisted as he took a sip from his glass which was filled with milk.

"I hate Broadway," Anna claimed as she also took a sip of her drink. Mary Jane sighed as she cut her roast beef with her knife, while holding it down steady with the fork.

"Well then Mary Jane will make you think twice," Peter claimed.

"I rest my case," Aunt Anna placed her glass back onto the table beside her plate.

"Why do you have to be so negative, Aunt Anna?" Mary Jane asked her aunt.

"Someone's got to be down-to-earth in this place," Aunt Anna made clear.

"What does that mean, Aunt Anna?" Mary Jane asked her aunt.

"Someone's gotta be real with reality in this place, don't they?" Aunt Anna answered.

"Oh, and that person's you?!"

"Yes!"

"Alright, ladies. Let's not start a brawl, this dinner wasn't mean't to turn in that direction," Aunt May calmed down the two other ladies at the table as Peter sat on his side of the table, silent.

Mary Jane took a deep breath, and afterwards, Anna did the same.
"Sorry, Aunt May," Mary Jane apologized.

"Now it's your turn, Anna," Aunt May directed to Aunt Anna.
"Sorry, May," Anna also apoligized.

"I'm not the one you should be apologizing to, Anna," Aunt May told Anna.

"I'm sorry, Mary Jane," Anna apoligized, this time to Mary Jane.

"I think you owe someone else at this table an apology," Mary Jane directed to Aunt Anna.

"What? I already apologized to Aunt May," Aunt Anna argued.

"Peter!" Mary Jane shot at Aunt Anna.

"What did I do to him?"

"Take a guess."

"Fine. Sorry, Peter."

"That's alright, Aunt Anna," Peter excepted Anna's apology as after one moment silent, they began to eat their food.

"...So what's with this, Spider-Man character?" Aunt Anna asked.

"He's a hero, I always said this city needed one," Aunt May answered.

"Yeah, but, doesn't he care about his family or friends? I mean, he puts them on the line whenever he does this kind of stuff, doesn't he?" Aunt Anna asked the question, directing it to everyone at the table. Peter sat there still, thinking about Aunt Anna's question. Mary Jane peered over at Peter and held his hand which was on the table.

"Anyone willing to be a hero, deserves to have friends or family on his side, and they always will be," Aunt May claimed.

"I don't believe that, I'd smack that boy across the face and ask him what the hell he was thinking," Aunt Anna replied.

 

[thejon93]

PART 10:
Dmitri walked into his room, took his mask off and threw it on the floor as he then sat in his chair.

"Who is that man?" Dmitri asked the two men from the car who followed behind.

"What man?" the passenger of the car asked.

"The man shooting! Who was he?!"

"I believe it was... Captain Stacy," the passenger answered.

"Okay. Good. Find him, kill him," Dmitri ordered. "Same with the other guy who survived."

"What other guy?" the passenger asked.

"The guy who's jacket was on fire, I don't know his name! Just find them both, and kill them!"

"Yes, Sir," the driver finally talked as he and the passenger left the room.

Captain Stacy walked outside of the police station, to the back, where the vehicles were parked. Captain Stacy pulled out from his back pocket a pipe and a lighter which he put the pipe in his mouth and lit it up with the lighter.

"Smoking kills, you know?" Captain Stacy turned around in fright as he caught Spider-Man attached to the wall next to him.

"You heard?" Captain Stacy asked Spider-Man.

"I hear everything, but I hope that doesn't creep you out, 'cause I only listen in on the police radio," Spider-Man responded.

Captain Stacy laughed. "Don't worry, I ain't so creeped out over a six-foot tall, human-spider with four limbs instead of eight."

"Hey, I'm happy with the fact that I don't have eight limbs. Makes me a combination between both, human and spider. I stick to walls, I have a face. I spin web, I walk pretty normal. Pretty good deal I got going on," Spider-Man joked. "So what's the deal with this..."

"Iron-faced guy?" Captain Stacy finished Spider-Man's sentence as he nodded, agreeing with the statement. "He's a master of disguise, I saw that man as three different people tonight, confirming that he had something to do with the death of seven of my men."

"...Sorry, George," Spider-Man mourned.

"That's fine, you don't have to be sorry," Captain Stacy claimed.

"No, I am sorry. I could've been there to stop him," Spider-Man replied.

"You can't be there at all times, kid. You have a life of your own, it's courageous of you to sacrifice part of that to do what you do, and that's what everyone loves about you," said Captain Stacy.

"You're the same as I then," Spider-Man claimed.

"No, you're different. I take this as a job, you do this because you make the choice to act above those of us who choose not to."

"We may be different, but a hero always needs an inspiration, you were one of them."

"How so?"

"You represent part of the whole, the good of the society, everyone in that whole inspires me to keep moving forward, and with everyone you inspire, hope comes closer."

"I respect your outlook, Spider-Man."

"Thanks, Cap."

"You're welcome. Anyways, I've got an investigator who believes these guys are Russian."

"What makes him believe that?"

"The weapons we found with these men were all created in Russia. The matches show from all three men we've found these past weeks to be the same, all of them born in Russia."

"So, if you can trace the guns back to the week when they were first discovered..."

"We can find the rest of them, before they find us."

"What did they want with Frederick Foswell?"

"He never gave us any information, he claimed to have only been a hostage."

"I don't believe that."

"What do you believe?"

"I believe he's lying... and I'm going to find out why."

Spider-Man climbed up the wall and onto the roof but stopped at the edge of it and looked back down at Captain Stacy.

"Good luck," wished Captain Stacy.

"Trust me, Freddy's going to be the only one who needs it," Spider-Man replied as he ran across the roof and then leapt a great distance to land onto another building, then leap off of that one and begin to web-swing down to Freddy's location, at his apartment in Soho.

"Who? Dmitri? Don't worry about that weirdo, he's done messin' with me, iron-head's finally learned his lesson," Freddy told someone on the phone. Freddy then began to laugh. "Police are dealt with too, they were easy."
Freddy continued to talk to the person across the other end until all of a sudden, Spider-Man punched Freddy in the face and he flew into his living room and onto his couch. Spider-Man then picked up the phone and took the battery out and dropped both the battery and the phone onto the floor.

"What the hell?!" Freddy yelled.

"What the hell, indeed. What the hell does this Dmitri character want from you?" Spider-Man asked.

"Piss off, Spider-Boy," Freddy cursed as Spider-Man then spun a webline at his mouth, pulled his body up off of the couch and then kicked him in the face.

"Don't talk unless you have something useful to say to me," Spider-Man informed Freddy as Freddy tried to take the webbing off of his mouth. Spider-Man then walked over and quickly pulled it off with one hand, as Freddy screamed in pain. "I told you it was going to hurt, didn't I?"

"No!" Freddy yelled as he held his hands over his mouth in pain.

"Sorry about that, but I really want to know what you know about Dmitri, who is he?" Spider-Man asked.

"He's from Russia."

"I've heard that one already, what I'm asking however is, who is he?"

"He's nobody, he's got an iron-plated face and uses other people's faces as cover."

"How? Does he carve them off or something?"

"No, his iron-face was crafted to create faces for him almost instantaneously when he's met the person on contact."

"Even if they just shake his hand?"

"Yes, somehow, someway, it happens. I don't know how, he takes their DNA or something."

"This is confusing."

"I know. I asked him how but he gave me some weird answer, said some scientist down in Russia helped him create the technology."

"Why is he after you?"

"Because I know who he is, I'm the one who helped him get here in the first place."

"That's it? Because you know who he is?..."

"No, I quit working for him after I gave up answering his calls. He told his goons, after I gave up the buisness, that I was a spy, a rat who would tell the police everything about him when I only wanted out."

"Why did he come here?"

"I don't know, he came to kidnap some... Doctor-guy, who's working on some kind of formula to cure people of-"
"Dr. Connors?"

"...Yeah, that was him."

Spider-Man then turned away from Frederick as he walked out of the apartment the same way he came in.

 

[thejon93]

PART 11:
"How do you plan on using this Connors character?" a man sitting across a dinner table from Dmitri asked.

"He has a friend working at the Bugle, I poised as one of his friends at the Bugle, and now..." Dmitri stopped speaking after he opened his jacket and pulled out a mask, it was Peter Parker. "Now we have our ticket in, Zander."

"You at least, where's mine?" Zander asked in sarcasm.

Dmitri opened his jacket so Zander could see inside, where five masks were attached to the sides.

"Take your pick," said Dmitri.

Dr. Connors sat at the dinner table where his son was seated across from him.

"How's that report coming, Billy?" Dr. Connors asked his son.

"It's going good, I think me and Mark are going to do good on it," Billy answered.

"I think the correct way to say that is: Mark and I," Dr. Connors corrected.

"Ahh, be quiet, Curt. You're not teaching anyone in this household," Dr. Connor's wife interupted their conversation.

"How can you be so sure of that, Martha?" Dr. Connors asked his wife.

"Because this ain't a university," Martha answered.

"I know that, but somebody's gotta teach somebody nowadays, don't they?" Dr. Connors asked.

"Yeah? Well, not at the moment we're not," Martha corrected.

"Whatever," Dr. Connors rolled his eyes, as he nudged his son.

Spider-Man sat on the roof of the conference area, where Dr. Connors would make his speech, the entirity of the roof was glass as Spider-Man knelt on the edge of the building, looking for anyone suspicious. Dr. Connors then came up to the podium as applause came from the crowd, everyone stood up, except for one. Spider-Man caught his eye to this person, and when he found out who it was, he prepared to leap through the glass, it was Peter Parker. The imposter reached into his jacket, that's when Spider-Man leapt through the glass and after him, the man indeed pulled out a gun and Spider-Man stopped him before he could shoot Dr. Connors as it rolled along the ground.

"How did you?..." Dmitri asked as Spider-Man pulled off his mask and threw it away.

"This person couldn't make it," Spider-Man replied as he pulled Dmitri to his feet, gripping hold of his jacket. "What do you want with Connors?"

"I want his formula," Dmitri told Spider-Man.

"Why?"

"To help my friends back home, so they can kill you," Dmitri pushed Spider-Man off of him and rolled over towards his gun and snatched it off of the ground, but as he pointed it at Spider-Man he was already in the air over him, as he spun a webline to the gun and pulled it out of Dmitri's hand again while still in the air, finally landing on the floor. Dmitri was enfuriated by Spider-Man as he picked up a steel chair, folded it up and went to swing it at Spider-Man but missed as he had hit another chair, which it folded up on it's own as Spider-Man went to pick it up. Spider-Man kicked it up quickly into his hands and right before Dmitri could hit him with the chair in the head, he blocked himself with the chair as he threw Dmitri off of his chair with his own body weight and strength. Dmitri screamed in rage as he headed towards Spider-Man with the chair to hit him again, but again Spider-Man blocked it with hi chair as Dmitri swung towards Spider-Man's mid-section but again was blocked as Spider-Man held the chair by it's legs in that area so Dmitri couldn't hit him as Spider-Man then kicked his chair, forcing Dmitri off. Dmitri was again enraged as he went to throw the chair at Spider-Man but Spider-Man whacked it with his chair just before it hit him and threw his chair at Dmitri but he ducked ou of the way, so then Spider-Man kicked the chair Dmitri had; which was currently resting on Spider-Man's knee, and it hit Dmitri in his head. As Dmitri flew to the ground and held his head in pain.

"You done?" Spider-Man asked Dmitri.

Dmitri spit on the ground, "Not yet."

Dmitri then stood back up to his feet as he went to punch Spider-Man but before he could hit him, Spider-Man rolled out of the fist's way backwards as he then took a run up to Dmitri then threw both his legs up into the air and kicked him in the stomach where he fell into a whole row of chairs.

"Now?" Spider-Man asked another question directed at Dmitri, this time, he didn't answer. Instead, just staring at the hero in anger. Spider-Man was then about to say something but was intrupted by the sound of the copter blades above-head. As Spider-Man was paying attention to the helicopter, Dmitri then got up and kicked Spider-Man in the back, knocking him down to the floor as he ran up to the podium area. Once Spider-Man got up, he then chased after Dmitri who grabbed hold of a rope that came from the helicopter, as the men in the copter pulled him up, he waved to Spider-Man. Spider-Man gasped in disbelief as he looked up to the helicopter and saw Dr. Connors inside of it.

"No," Spider-Man muttered to himself as he spun a webline to the ceiling and held himself in place on the wall as he began to climb to where Dmitri was pulled out. Spider-Man then came out of the hole where Dmitri escaped out of as he saw the helicopter fly away into the distance with Dmitri still being pulled up. However, Spider-Man didn't give up as he spun a webline to the helicopter and it had hit it's rear as Spider-Man then pulled himself up to it.

Dmitri finally made it inside the helicopter with the help of his men, as Dr. Connors sat in the helicopter tied up, staring up at Dmitri in anger.

"You mind if we make two quick pit-stops?" Dmitri asked sarcastically, knowing very well that they were going to make them either way, depending on Connors reply, or not. But Dr. Connors didn't reply as he just sat there still, in rage of his kidnappers.

Spider-Man began to get closer to entering the helicopter where Dmitri and his men were with Connors.

Dmitri then bent down to Connor's height sitting down.

"What is this formula of yours actually for?" Dmitri asked.

"For people like me," Dr. Connors answered in rage.

"Who are disabled?" Dmitri asked as Dr. Connors then tried to pull him out of the rope him was tied up in so he could attack Dmitri but his men held him down as he was unable to get up to do so.

"What do you want it for?" Dr. Connors asked as he was being held down.
"Money. Of course, think of how much money we can make with this... millions, and we'll keep selling for more," Dmitri answered.

"You're nothing but a thug, you sickening bastard," Dr. Connors insulted Dmitri. Dmitri pretended to laugh and remind his men of how funny that insult was until he hit Dr. Connors with the back of his hand.

"I take that gladly," Dmitri claimed while he clenched his teeth together.

"Sir?"

"What?" Dmitri asked in response to one of his man's remarks. But when he turned around, he saw Spider-Man gripping the man by the neck, over the open door. Dmitri and his two other men looked at Spider-Man all together.

"Just thought I'd drop by, to return the favour," Spider-Man told Dmitri as he pushed the man he held into Dmitri and his other two men.

"Get him!" Dmitri commanded his men.

The first man ran up to hit Spider-Man, but Spider-Man ducked out of the way as the man flew behind Spider-Man, Spider-Man then reached back and kicked him in the stomach, launching him into the pilot's cockpit.

"What's going on?" asked the pilot.

"Just keep moving," the man commanded as he pulled himself out to go back to face Spider-Man.

One of the other men quickly grabbed Spider-Man, and wrapped but his arms around Spider-Man, the man who came out of the cockpit again went to hit Spider-Man but Spider-Man kicked him back into the cockpit and flipped himself back around towards the man who held onto him, grabbed onto his shoulders as he folded himself around to kick the man in the stomach. Launching him into Dmitri and the third man. The man once again knocked into the cockpit came out and went to punch Spider-Man and finally hit him as the third man then wrapped his arms around Spider-Man's stomach. As the man from the cockpit marched towards him, Spider-Man threw his elbow back into the third man's head, getting him to release his grip as Spider-Man then went to kick the man who was marching towards him in the stomach but missed as the man twisted out of the way then hit Spider-Man with his forearm, knocking Spider-Man out of the helicopter but Spider-Man quickly grabbed onto the edge of the helicopter, swung himself to the bottom of the copter, then quickly swinging himself to the side then to the top where he avoided the copter-blades as he slid underneath them then finally making his way back inside by holding onto the top and kicking the man who kicked him out of the helicopter in the face with both his feet. Spider-Man then went to hit Dmitri with his fist but Dmitri side-stepped Spider-Man and quickly pulled out his gun and went to shoot Spider-Man but Spidey quickly spun himself around and grabbed onto the gun's barrel and pointed it at the top and bottom of the helicopter as Spider-Man then smacked the gun out of Dmitri's hand and went to elbow him in the head but Dmitri ducked the attack and kicked Spider-Man into the stomach, knocking him over towards the man who Spider-Man kicked while coming inside who kicked Spider-Man at the side of his ribs and knocked him out of the helicopter where he hit his head on the edge, knocking himself unconcious for a few moments as he fell further down, finally making it in-between some buildings so he could shoot his web at one of them to stop his fall, which he did as he then landed up against the side of the building, still holding onto the webline.

 

[thejon93]

PART 12:
One of the three men with Dmitri, threw Dr. Connors into a large room as he again grabbed him as he wrapped his arm around his neck, facing him towards Dmitri.

"Seems we have a little situation here, Connors. You see, I'd try this myself but then I realized that this formula was met for people like you, so here's your opportunity," Dmitri started, but before he could finish his claim. Two more of his men came into the room with Dr. Connor's son and wife as they threw them down to the floor. "Right on time, boys."

Dr. Connors kept trying to release himself from the man's grasp but couldn't as Dmitri bent down to see Dr. Connor's wife.

"How are you?" Dmitri asked, but Martha didn't answer. "What's her name, Connors?"

"Let them go!" Dr. Connors yelled at Dmitri.

Dmitri stood up and walked over towards Dr. Connors.

"I asked you what her name was, Connors," Dmitri corrected Dr. Connors.

"My name's Martha," Martha answered as Dmitri then turned around towards her.

"I didn't ask you! I asked your husband... what's her name?!" Dmitri commanded Dr. Connors to answer as he then turned towards him. Dr. Connors tried to answer but couldn't as tears ran down his eyes, watching his wife and kid being held down to the floor. "What's her name?!"

"Martha!" Dr. Connors yelled at Dmitri. "Let them go!"

"Dr. Connors, is that what they call you? Well, let me be straight with you, I'm not lettin' anyone go, unless you do me a favour," Dmitri said as he then pulled a syringe out of his pocket, and then a vial with Dr. Connor's formula inside. "Look familiar?"

Dmitri filled the syringe with the formula. Once it was filled all the way, he held it in-front of Dr. Connor's face.

"I need to see if this works," Dmitri told Dr.Connors as his man then threw Dr. Connors into another room where they could see in and out through the thick-plated glass. The man who threw Connors in was handed the syringe by Dmitri as he rolled it into the room for Connors to retrieve. Dmitri's man then shut the door and locked it as Dmitri picked up Martha, wrapped his arm around her neck, pulled out his gun and pointed it at the side of her head. "We don't have a lot of time to spare, Connors. So I suggest you hurry."

"Okay, just let her-" Dr. Connors was interupted when Dmitri then shot the gun at the thick-plated glass, where if it wasn't there, it would've hit Dr. Connors in the head.

"I don't think you're in the position to pass around judgements, Connors," Dmitri said as he again pointed the gun to the side of Martha's head. "Do it... now!"

"Alright, I'll-" Dr. Connors bent down to get the syringe but then saw his wife who was shaking her head, indictating that she didn't want him to do it. "I'm sorry, Martha..."

Dr. Connors finally picked up the syringe and put the needle into the vain where his missing arm was. He then looked up at Martha again, finally he closed his eyes as he then injected himself with the syringe. Once the whole amount of formula was out of the syringe, Dr. Connors threw the empty syringe to the floor.

"It's done, let them go," Dr. Connors ordered.

"...You know, I never even thought of letting them go in the first place, this just proves it," Dmitri told Dr. Connors as he then shot Martha in the head and she fell to the ground immediatly after the blast.

"Mom!" Billy cried as one of the men continued to hold him down to the floor.

"Now, I'm usually very understanding at this point. You see, I always let the one in your situation, die next before the kid. But considering you're of use to me, I'll keep you alive until I see results," Dmitri told Connors who was about to scream in anger as Dmitri walked towards his son but then, Dr. Connors suddenly fell to his knees as he cried in pain, while he held the shoulder to his missing arm. Dmitri looked at Connors with confusion in his eyes as Dr. Connors screamed in pain. But suddenly, Dr. Connor's missing limb began to bleed as the skin over it opened up and something came out from it, it was a bone, it slowly slid out of Dr. Connor's missing limb. It was the bones to Connor's full arm, including his hand and fingers. Dr. Connors continually screamed in pain as they suddenly, veins flew out of the hole where the bones came through as the veins wrapped themselves around the bones. Then flesh came running out from the hole as it ran down Connor's arm, followed slowly by skin forming over the flesh, finally, all of the skin formed over as fingernails then came out of the finger-tips of Dr. Connor's newly formed arm. "...That was quick..."

Dr. Connors then looked up at Dmitri as his eyes flashed yellow. Dmitri caught it as he looked at Connor's in fear.

"Now, it's your turn," Dr. Connors muttered.

"Continue..." Dmitri recommend Dr. Connors to continue talking.

"...To Die," Dr. Connors spook in a different tone as his voice was very deep and high-pitched at the same time.

Dr. Connors then suddenly cried again in pain as this time, his skin began to turn green. Dr. Connors then looked up to the ceiling as his eyes began to turn yellow, as all of the muscles on his body began to grow larger from head-to-toe, as Connors began to grow taller as well, his feet had burst through his shoes as his jaw grow out longer, making his face look beak-like as his teeth began to grow larger and sharper. Connors then finally lost all of his hair as his lab coat and jeans began to tear. Connors then suddenly released a large tail from his backside which grew out to be approximately 8-feet tall as Dr. Connor's current height was around 7-feet as scales then began to cover Connor's reptilic-like skin and finally his finger and toe-nails then began to grow sharper, giving him the full appearence of a giant-lizard. Dr. Connors was now fully transformed into the terrifying, Lizard, who screamed at Dmitri as he stood frozen in fear of The Lizard. The Lizard then snarled as it had reached one hand out to the floor and leapt towards Dmitri, breaking right through the thick-plated glass in one jump as he stuck his finger and toe-nails inside of Dmitri's body, causing him to die almost instantly from The Lizard's weight. The Lizard then looked up at the man who was holding his son down to the floor, quickly screamed at him then leapt towards him, this time, punching and scratching him in the face repeatedly as the remaining men ran away in fear. The Lizard once again screamed, but this time in victory, as he raised his arms into the air and looked up to the ceiling. The Lizard then ran out of the building, leaving his son behind, terrified of the sight of his enhanced father.

 

[red hood 4]

Good lord your on fire

 

[thejon93]

Good lord your on fire

Thanks, man
PART 13:
A man had a sniper rifle preped-up in a watch-tower in Russia, as he pointed it at a person below he saw still moving from a previous battle taken place, he shot him immediately.

Another man then came running up the tower towards the man with the rifle.

"Sergei," the man called as the man known as, Sergei turned around towards him.

"Today it's Kraven, Nikolay. Because we are at war, and I'm the hunter," Sergei(also know as Kraven) corrected Nikolay.

"Sorry, Kraven but..."

"Yes?"

"It's your brother, he's..."

"Dead."

"Yes, Kraven."

"When did he die?"

"Last week."

"How did he die?"

"Multiple stab-wounds."

"Who killed him?"

Nikolay was speechless. Kraven clenched his teeth together as he then pointed the rifle at Nikolay's head.

"What are you doing?..."

"Who killed Dmitri, Nikolay?"

"A... giant... lizard..."

"Is it still loose?"

"Yes."

"Good."

Kraven then shot Nikolay with the rifle right in the head as he began to walk down the stairs, he began to reload the rifle as somebody in a small bunker below came running out below.

"What have you done, Sergei?!" the man called as Kraven ignored him and pointed the rifle at him and shot him in the head.

Back inside Peter's apartment, he and Mary Jane sat down on the bed, watching the television as a news report on The Lizard came on.

"It's been one and a half weeks since we've discovered the terrifying sight of a giant lizard stalking our streets. We're about to shot you a video of what an ameteur camera-man captured," the lady on the television named, Sally Turner according to what it had said below on the television. "We warn you, this recording is somewhat disturbing."

The video clip then appeared as it started off with a man looking down at the camera's lens as a woman in the background laughed, he pointed the camera at her when from behind. The Lizard was running towards them, the man cried in terror as the woman looked around and screamed at The Lizard. The Lizard then whipped his tail at the woman's face as he went for the man who had fallen to the ground in fear, while still holding the camera with him, The Lizard climbed ontop of him and began to atack him as the man then dropped the camera, as all you could hear were the man's screams.

Peter then stood up from the bed and turned off the TV.

"I can't watch this anymore, I have to find him," Peter went to his closet, as Mary Jane stood up from the bed and followed Peter from behind.

"Peter you've tried, days and days in search of him, you're going past your limits, Peter," Mary Jane feared.

"In a time like this, I can't have limits. The city needs me," Peter went to grab the Spider-Man costume from the closet to pull it out but then Mr. Ditkovich came into the room.

"Is it true?..." Mr. Ditkovich asked.

Peter and Mary Jane looked at each other as then looked at Mr. Ditkovich.
"Yeah, it is," Peter answered as from across in the room in-front of Peter's, his landlord's daughter, Ursela came out, as she whispered to the her father: "What are you doing out here?"

Ursela then looked at Peter and Mary Jane.

"Hey, Pete. Hey, Mary Jane," Ursela greeted.

"Hey, Ursela," both Peter and Mary Jane said in response.

Ursela pulled her father back into their room as Ursela waved back at Peter and Mary Jane. They then did the same as Ursela closed the door behind her and Mr. Ditkovich.

Peter then walked up to his door and closed it as he turned back towards Mary Jane while leaning up against the door.

"I have to find him," Peter told Mary Jane.

"How?" asked Mary Jane.

"I don't know, but I have to stop him," Peter answered.

 

[thejon93]

PART 14:
Peter stood in-front of the doorway in the hospital where Billy was sleeping on his bed.

"Excuse me," the doctor came behind Peter to try and enter the room as Peter moved out of his way and into the room. The doctor then stod over Billy. "Billy, you have a visitor."

Billy opened his eyes and sat up from his bed in enjoy. "Dad!..." Billy called to see that it was only Peter. Billy then laid back into his bed as he turned over to his side.

"Can I have a minute with the boy?" Peter asked the doctor.

"Sure," the doctor answered as she left the room and closed the door behind her, leaving Peter in the room with Billy.

"Do you know my father?" Billy asked as he laid on his side, facing away from Peter.

"Yeah, your father taught me Quantum Physics," Peter answered as he sat in the chair beside Billy's bed. Billy then turned around towards Peter.

"Do you know Spider-Man?" Billy asked.

"...Yes, I do," Peter hesitated to answer.

Billy reached over to the counter and grabbed a necklace with a pendant on it as he handed it to Peter.

"Can you give that to Spider-Man?" Billy asked.

"...I can," Peter again hesitated to answer Billy. Peter looked down at the necklace.

"It was mother's. Dad will understand," Billy told Peter. "Spider-Man can use it to find him."

A tear ran down Peter's face as he put the necklace around his neck.
"What are you do?" Billy asked.

Peter looked back down at Billy.

"I promise you... I will find him," Peter told Billy.

Billy then suddenly looked in awe at Peter.

"Spider-Man?" Billy asked. "Are you...?"

"What does your heart tell you?" Peter asked.

"That you are Spider-Man," Billy answered.

"Good call," Peter smiled as he stood up from the chair and walked for the door, but stopped, as he turned around towards Billy. "I promise you one more thing, I won't be back without him."

Billy smiled as Peter left the room where the doctor walked back in.

"You know who that was?" the doctor asked.

"My hero... our hero," Billy answered.

Kraven walked into a bar where all of his brother's men were. One of the men sitting at the bar turned around towards Kraven.

"Kraven?! Oh my god, you bastard! When the hell did you get here?!" the man joked as he walked towards Kraven.

"Just now," Kraven answered.

"Need any help with luggage?"

"I didn't bring luggage, but I bought this," Kraven answered as he opened his trench-coat, a shotgun was hanging from inside of it while a set of knives revolved around his waist.

The man laughed along with the whole bar.

"So you came prepared for the Big Apple, huh?" the man asked.

"No. But I came prepared for this," Kraven answered as he pulled out his shotgun, pulled the hammer back and shot the man in the stomach. The man fell to his knees, gripping hold of his stomach while blood came rushing through his fingers. Kraven then took his trench-coat off. "Who else worked for my brother? All of you?! Then you all will die."

Kraven again pulled the hammer back as he shot the man behind the bar, again pulling the barrel back as the remaining four men ran for the exit, Kraven shot one of them in the back as he fell straight to the floor while the remaining three men looked to escape through the back door, however, it was locked. One of them turned around towards Kraven and was about to say something when all of a sudden, one of Kraven's knives flew into his head, knocking him straight down to the ground while the other two men looked to run out the where Kraven came in, but Kraven then tackled one of them as he sat on top of him, stabbing him repeatedly with the knife. As he then pulled out another and threw it at the remaining man where it had hit him in the back, also knocking him to the floor, as he crawled to the door. But before he could reach it, Kraven stomped on the knife's handle which made the remaining man scream in pain as Kraven grabbed him by his shirt and threw him up against the wall. As the man again screamed in pain due to the knife in his back hitting the wall, causing it to go in deeper.

"This is why you all died today, because you're cowards. Too afraid to face death as you kept avoiding it," Kraven told the man.

"That thing would've killed us all! You weren't there, you wouldn't know what it was capable of until you saw it," the man yelled at Kraven. As he cried in pain from the knife in his back.

"Oh, I'm gonna see it, and I'm gonna kill it," Kraven promised the man as he then pulled another knife out from his set around his waist and then stabbed the man in the chest. As he suddenly looked at Kraven in shock, as his life flashed before his eyes when he fell to the ground, dead. Kraven looked around the bar to see if anyone else was alive, there was no one as Kraven then turned around towards the entrance which he came through as he left with no-emotion showing from his face.

 

[red hood 4]

Cool stuff

 

[thejon93]

Cool stuff

Thanks, rh4

 

[thejon93]

PART 15:
Captain Stacy walked into the bar, previously demolished by Kraven.

"These men Russian?" Captain Stacy asked Cole.

"Yeah, every single one of them," Cole answered.

"Iron-Head's men?"

Captain Stacy and Cole turned around towards the voice behind their backs, it was Spider-Man.

"If you're talking about Dmitri's men, yes?" Cole answered.

"Somebody had a major beef with these guys," Captain Stacy told Spider-Man.

"Obviously, explains why they're dead," Spider-Man replied.

"True, but one question still remains, who did it," said Captain Stacy.

Spider-Man took off his mask as he stood over the edge of one of the city's largest skyscrapers, examining the city streets below. Finally, he looked up into the sky as he took a deep breath, put on his mask and leapt off of the building. The wind rushing against his face as he fell never bothered him one bit as before he reached the ground below, he spun a webline to another building, saving himself from certain death as he used it to pull himself up higher, finally letting the line go as he sailed high into the air. Again, he then spun another webline at the corner of another large skyscraper as he lunged himself around the building, again letting go of the webline to send himself further into the distance.

The Lizard sat on his wife's bed as he gripped the mattress with his claws. The creature then moaned in sadness as he remember his wife, Martha. The Lizard moaned again as he looked at the ceiling, then suddenly, police sirens came closer and closer to The Lizard's location, as he turned his attention to where he heard them coming from.

Four police cars pulled into Dr. Connor's driveway, two men coming out of each.

"You sure that thing is inside there?!" the police officer called out to the chief.

"We have witnesses claiming to see this thing enter the house," the police chief called back to the police officer. "Okay, gentlemen, lets get in there and get this son of a-!"

The police chief was intrupted when The Lizard suddenly leapt out of the window on the second floor of the house and landed right on-top of the police chief, rapidly lunging his claws into his body as the remaining seven officers pulled out their weapons, The Lizard then looked up at the remaining officers and screamed at them in anger as he leapt towards one of them, right before he could shoot him and with his weight, he knocked the officer down as the remaining six officers began to shoot at The Lizard but The Lizard then ran behind one of the police cars as two of the officers on the other side of the vehicle leapt onto the hood of the vehicle when suddenly, The Lizard then ran backwards, with the police officers on the hood beginning to shoot at him. But as their bullets hit him, they didn't cause any affect due to the scales. The officers then ran out of bullets as The Lizard looked up at them, with a menacing grin on his face as he ran towards the vehicle and tackled it, which caused it to flip over to it's roof, squishing the officers who were on-top of it. The remaining five officers now began to join together as a group, as they all shot The Lizard. The Lizard again screamed in anger as he ran towards them. All five of the police officers cursed themselves as they all spilt up, leaving one officer left behind where The Lizard launched him high into the air with one arm as he smashed, head-first, right through the window to Dr. Connor's house. The Lizard then turned towards one of the officers who was running off as he leapt towards him, quickly whacking the officer in the face with his tail as The Lizard landed behind him, the officer was forced to turn around towards The Lizard from his tail hitting him, the officer was frozen in fear as The Lizard slowly stood up straight. Finally, The Lizard stood up completely straight, looking down at the officer. The officer was about to say something but couldn't spit it out as The Lizard rolled his eyes and then kicked the officer in the head which launched him right to the ground as The Lizard, with his foot still over-top of the officer's head, then squeezed the claws on his toes right into the officer's head as he screamed in pain, The Lizard began scream to the skies in glory, as he threw his arms high up into the air.

 

[thejon93]

PART 16:
Peter and Mary Jane lied in their bed together, Mary Jane had her arm over-top of Peter as he stared outside.

Mary Jane noticed Peter was awake.

"Can't sleep, Tiger?" Mary Jane asked.

"Yeah," Peter answered.

"Would you like me to make you something?" Mary Jane asked.

"No thanks," Peter answered. "I wish everyone could notice."

"Notice what?"

"The stars. Everytime I'm out there, I imagine myself flying high towards them for everyone to see. To make them believe that anything is possible, if you choose to make it possible."

"Spider-Man makes them believe, Peter."

"...I know. But what about when I'm gone? Who will they have to believe in when that day comes?"

Mary Jane put her hand on Peter's head and turned his head around towards her.

"Themselves," Mary Jane told Peter. "Peter Parker's made a believer out of me. As Spider-Man has made believers out of a full world of people."

"You'll always be here to give me the answers, won't ya?" Peter asked.

"You got it, Tiger," Mary Jane answered.

Peter and Mary Jane smiled at each other. Peter then pulled his arm out from underneath the bed sheets and faced his palm at Mary Jane, she then pulled her hand out from underneath the bed sheets as she put her hand against Peter's and they both squeezed their fingers together.

Freddy sat on the edge of his bed with a cell-phone in hand as a woman laying down on the mattress beneath the blankets.

"You coming to bed soon, honey?" the woman asked.

"Yes, Anne. In a second, I just have to call-" Freddy was intruped when suddenly, a fist had hit him right in the nose. Freddy rolled along the mattress and over Anne as she screamed at the top of her lungs. Freddy then fell off of the bed and then turned on the lamp then picked it up and held it above his head. "Who the-?!... Kraven?..."

Kraven stood in-front of the bed as Anne still screamed.

"Yeah, it's... can you please shut that broad up?!" Kraven yelled over Anne's scream as Freddy then turned towards Anne.

"Anne. Anne... Anne!... Anne, shut up!" Freddy commanded Anne as she finally stopped screaming.

"Who is this man? Freddy, who is this man? Why did he hit you?" Anne asked as she shook with fear.

"He didn't hit me... exactly, just caught my attention. And, his name's Kraven," Freddy answered Anne's questions.

"What does he want?" Anne asked Freddy.

"Yeah. What do you want Kraven?" Freddy asked Kraven.

"Who's Kraven?" Anne asked as she forgot what Freddy had told her earlier.

"Kraven, is... him!" Freddy again told Anne as he pointed at Kraven.
"Okay, stop shouting," Anne commanded Freddy.

"Alright, Anne. Have it you way," Freddy told Anne. "Kraven! What brings you here?"

"You know what brings me here, Frederick. I want to find the thing that killed my brother," Kraven answered Freddy.

"That... Lizard-thing?..." Freddy asked.

"Yes, you're going to find him. And if you don't, well... you better hope I don't find you, again," Kraven warned Freddy as he reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a cell-phone and threw it into Freddy's lap. "My number's on the phone, call me when you've found him."

Kraven then left the apartment, leaving Freddy behind with Anne, as he stared down at his newly acquired cell-phone.

 

[thejon93]

PART 17:
"My family isn't safe anymore with this Lizard-thing on the streets," Jameson growled at Robbie inside his office as Peter entered the busy room of The Daily Bugle. Freddy quickly walked past Peter.

"Hey," Peter said as he grabbed Freddy by the shoulder. Freddy turned around towards him.

"Hey, Pete. How are you?" Freddy asked.

"I'm fine, I guess. How are you?" Peter then asked Freddy.

"Just as you, fine," Freddy answered.

"Anyhow, Freddy, I was wondering if I could talk to you about something, do you have time?" Peter asked.

"I'm just about to head out on an assignment for "Triple J", wanna come?" Freddy answered Peter's question as he himself brought up a new one for Peter.

"Sure, where you goin'?" Peter asked.

"Just checking out the city, see if I can find that Lizard," Freddy answered.

"Oh, you know what, I can't. Got plans, sorry."

"No problem. But be honest, are you scared?"

"No. I'm not scared of The Lizard, I'm scared of what it'll do if it can't be stopped."

Jameson secretly stood behind Peter for the majority of the conversation and then finally butted-in.

"That's it, The Lizard. Write that down, Robbie!" Jameson commanded as he ran back into his office.

Peter walked into his apartment, closing the door behind him.

"Mary Jane?" Peter called as he looked around the room for Mary Jane, finally turning around towards the door where a note was taped to it: "Peter, I'm having dinner at Aunt Anna's. I told you to get a cell-phone so I could remind you of these kinds of things but... oh well. Love ya, Tiger. See ya later."

Peter opened the door but then closed it again as he leaned up against it, thinking as he muttered to himself: "Who would know?..."

Peter then widened his eyes as he found what he was looking for in his head.

"That's it! Gwen-" Peter was intrupted when the door he was leaning on fell straight over out into the hallway.

Mr. Ditkovich's door then opened as he came out carrying with him a bag of chips.

"Chips?" Mr. Ditkovich asked Peter.

Peter looked up at him from the floor in confusion.

"Rent?" Mr. Ditkovich asked again.

 

[thejon93]

PART 18:
Peter knocked on Gwen Stacy's apartment door, she had finally answered it.

"Peter," Gwen said.

"Gwen," Peter said.

"You need something?" Gwen asked.

"I need your help," Peter told her.

Gwen didn't reply for a moment.

"Since you helped me in Connor's class, I suppose I should return the favour. What do you need?" Gwen asked.

"I need to know where Dr. Connors lives," Peter answered.

"What?" Gwen said in disgust as she went to shut the door but Peter put his foot in-between the doorway.

"He's in trouble, Gwen. He needs my help," Peter told Gwen.

"And I'm the only one who knows? Can't you just ask him yourself?" Gwen asked.

"No, because he's missing. I know you and your father are friends with him so you must know something."

"What? What happened to him?"

"You know that Lizard-thing?"

"Yeah."

"Keeping you inside, is it?"

"Yeah."

"Well... I think Connors is that Lizard-thing."

Gwen was speechless.

 

[dozer2025]

The following is constructive criticism. Please don't be offended, I just want to give my two cents. I gotta say bro, as far as sequels to ruined franchises go....

This is alright.

Its kinda weird reading a movie "script" in fanfic form, but I suppose its easier for yo. Perhaps you can make it into a script when you're done....

I like the story. The pacing is a little fast, but not too bad. I know it seems like a long script, but in a movie you've used up maybe 30-45 minutes. Stretch it a teensy bit.

Also, research cops. I know this is comicland, but when you have a scene with police, have them following realistic procedures, using code over the radio ("Dispatch, I am in prusuit of a beige minivan, Echo-Ocean-983, possible code 45, shots fired. Requesting immediate back-up, eastbound on 54th, approaching Sunrise.""10-4, Adam-12. All cars, Code 3..."
Leave enough english so people understand, just use it to make it realistic.

I do think you should work on Kraven a bit. His characterization isn't doing it for me. He seems less big-time big game hunter, and more...Generic mob tough guy. I don't know, maybe thats what you're going for. Conners is cool though, tortured, grumpy, snide, but a good guy who happens to mutate himself into a murderous monster. Happens to all of us.

Keep up the good work bro. Can't wait to see it finished.






































AND IN SCRIPT FORM!!! t:

 

[thejon93]

The following is constructive criticism. Please don't be offended, I just want to give my two cents. I gotta say bro, as far as sequels to ruined franchises go....

This is alright.

Its kinda weird reading a movie "script" in fanfic form, but I suppose its easier for yo. Perhaps you can make it into a script when you're done....

I like the story. The pacing is a little fast, but not too bad. I know it seems like a long script, but in a movie you've used up maybe 30-45 minutes. Stretch it a teensy bit.

Also, research cops. I know this is comicland, but when you have a scene with police, have them following realistic procedures, using code over the radio ("Dispatch, I am in prusuit of a beige minivan, Echo-Ocean-983, possible code 45, shots fired. Requesting immediate back-up, eastbound on 54th, approaching Sunrise.""10-4, Adam-12. All cars, Code 3..."
Leave enough english so people understand, just use it to make it realistic.

I do think you should work on Kraven a bit. His characterization isn't doing it for me. He seems less big-time big game hunter, and more...Generic mob tough guy. I don't know, maybe thats what you're going for. Conners is cool though, tortured, grumpy, snide, but a good guy who happens to mutate himself into a murderous monster. Happens to all of us.

Keep up the good work bro. Can't wait to see it finished.






































AND IN SCRIPT FORM!!! t:

Yeah, that's the problem when you write it out like this. I'm currently taking some time off of this one and writing a script for another idea of mine. I think I've learned from this one and my others with regards to the pacing and dialogue, and whatnot. After I'm finished with my current project entitled: "Raining Down(half of the draft is already written, should be available to read on here in a week or a little less, maybe more)", I'll re-write this in a screenplay format, extending some sequences and generally making it better because, it's really hard to write a script on here not just because of the format, but because you generally don't have the patience to bother reading through it after you've written it. You just post it and hope for the best(but sometimes it doesn't even load up and you are forced to re-write it because you can't copy and paste once you've written it). Anyways, thanks for the feedback, man. Really appriciate it, makes my dream of becoming a screenwriter/director much more than a dream, so thank you very much, dozer2025

Also, I'll be sure to look up the police chat, or whatever they call it. Thanks for the suggestion, for I think it'll help me in some of my future stories.