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Spider-Man Volume 4, Issue #3: Brand New World (1/3)
I wake up, with someone I don't recognize to my left. Placing my hand to my face, its still there. My mask is still on.
"Don't worry. I made sure the nurse left it on." The officer says, as she notices me wake up.
"Sorry if I sound ungrateful and all, but who exactly are you? I don't recognize you." I question.
"Officer Yuriko Watanabe. But you can just call me Yuri. As for not recognizing me, that's mostly cause I came to New York a month ago, during which time, you were gone." She replies, staying quite formal in tone, and posture.
"Oh.. Right. Well Yuri, welcome to New York! I have a feeling that this is the start of a beautiful friendship." I say with a grin, not that she can really see it, with my mask on and everything. I reach my hand out to shake hers.
"Already starting to regret my choices, bringing you here." Yuri says with a sigh, as she gets up from the chair she was sitting in, moving to the door.
"By the way, why did you leave my mask on? I mean, I appreciate it, but don't you want to know who I am?"
"Honestly, I don't. It doesn't matter to me who you are. You're someone who wants to make this city a better place to live. The rest of the force may not see it that way, but quite frankly, that's good enough for me." Yuri replies, turning around to face me.
"Wow.. Thanks Yuri." Is all that manages to leave my mouth, as I'm trying to think of what else to say. Suddenly, the words come to me.
"You'd probably know more about this than I would, since I'm kind of out of the loop, but what do you know about the Sinister Six?" Yuri's phone rings the moment I ask.
"Sorry, but I should probably get this. Another time?" With that, she brings the phone up to her ear, and leaves the room. The nurse, Dr. Claire Temple, comes back minutes later, to do some routine tests on me. Against her better judgement, I decide to leave. There's someone I have to talk to. Really, I should've talked to her the moment I got back, but obviously, that didn't happen.
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Half an hour later, at Lana Baumgartner's house
Decided against web slinging there, as I'm already straining myself just by walking. The outside lights illuminate the ground, as I walk up the steps to the front door. I hesitate for a couple of seconds, before finally knocking on the door. It takes a while, before someone answers the door. The door opens, and it's Lana. She doesn't look all that happy to see me though.
"Hi Lana, I'm back."
"Yeah, I can see that.. What do you want?"
"I was hoping we could talk. About where I've been."
"Oh, so now you want to talk? You left without so much of a goodbye, and now's the time you want to talk ."
"Awh c'mon Lana.. It's complicated." Of course, the words came out wrong.. Classic Parker luck strikes again.
"Really Peter? It's complicated?! Let me clear the air then. You've been gone for two months. I had to live with the consequences of you leaving. You don't know the shit I've had to endure these past two months. It's changed me in ways that you'll never understand. You had your priorities, and now I have mine. Showing up now doesn't make up for anything. Bye Peter." She snaps, slamming the door shut, before I can even get another word in.
"Well, that could've gone better." I mutter to myself, as I walk down the steps, and down the driveway, heading back home. At least, what home is in these new circumstances.
"I can't believe my eyes! Is that Peter Parker, in the flesh?" A voice says, coming from across the street. Upon getting closer, I realize that it's Harry.
"Harry?! Man, it's so good to see you. Wait, you're not mad at me anymore?" I ask, puzzled.
"It's been two months Pete. As far as I'm concerned, it's water under the bridge. Welcome back to the land of the living!" Harry cheers, giving me a high-five, as he propels his wheelchair forward with his other hand, matching my pace.
"It's good to know someone's not mad at me." I say, looking back at Lana's house for a slight second.
"I wouldn't worry about Lana. She'll come around. I mean, I did, so it's just a matter of time before she does too." Harry reassured me.
"Thanks.. I hope so." I mumbled.
"So, where have ya been for these past two months?" Harry prods, as we arrive at an intersection.
"It's complicated.. I'll tell you everything, though I could really go for a milkshake right about now." I reply.
"Consider it done! I'll even pay for yours!" Harry promises, with a smirk, as we now make our way to Ellen's Stardust Diner. It's good to be back.
Spider-Man Volume 4, Issue #3: Brand New World (1/3)
I wake up, with someone I don't recognize to my left. Placing my hand to my face, its still there. My mask is still on.
"Don't worry. I made sure the nurse left it on." The officer says, as she notices me wake up.
"Sorry if I sound ungrateful and all, but who exactly are you? I don't recognize you." I question.
"Officer Yuriko Watanabe. But you can just call me Yuri. As for not recognizing me, that's mostly cause I came to New York a month ago, during which time, you were gone." She replies, staying quite formal in tone, and posture.
"Oh.. Right. Well Yuri, welcome to New York! I have a feeling that this is the start of a beautiful friendship." I say with a grin, not that she can really see it, with my mask on and everything. I reach my hand out to shake hers.
"Already starting to regret my choices, bringing you here." Yuri says with a sigh, as she gets up from the chair she was sitting in, moving to the door.
"By the way, why did you leave my mask on? I mean, I appreciate it, but don't you want to know who I am?"
"Honestly, I don't. It doesn't matter to me who you are. You're someone who wants to make this city a better place to live. The rest of the force may not see it that way, but quite frankly, that's good enough for me." Yuri replies, turning around to face me.
"Wow.. Thanks Yuri." Is all that manages to leave my mouth, as I'm trying to think of what else to say. Suddenly, the words come to me.
"You'd probably know more about this than I would, since I'm kind of out of the loop, but what do you know about the Sinister Six?" Yuri's phone rings the moment I ask.
"Sorry, but I should probably get this. Another time?" With that, she brings the phone up to her ear, and leaves the room. The nurse, Dr. Claire Temple, comes back minutes later, to do some routine tests on me. Against her better judgement, I decide to leave. There's someone I have to talk to. Really, I should've talked to her the moment I got back, but obviously, that didn't happen.
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Half an hour later, at Lana Baumgartner's house
Decided against web slinging there, as I'm already straining myself just by walking. The outside lights illuminate the ground, as I walk up the steps to the front door. I hesitate for a couple of seconds, before finally knocking on the door. It takes a while, before someone answers the door. The door opens, and it's Lana. She doesn't look all that happy to see me though.
"Hi Lana, I'm back."
"Yeah, I can see that.. What do you want?"
"I was hoping we could talk. About where I've been."
"Oh, so now you want to talk? You left without so much of a goodbye, and now's the time you want to talk ."
"Awh c'mon Lana.. It's complicated." Of course, the words came out wrong.. Classic Parker luck strikes again.
"Really Peter? It's complicated?! Let me clear the air then. You've been gone for two months. I had to live with the consequences of you leaving. You don't know the shit I've had to endure these past two months. It's changed me in ways that you'll never understand. You had your priorities, and now I have mine. Showing up now doesn't make up for anything. Bye Peter." She snaps, slamming the door shut, before I can even get another word in.
"Well, that could've gone better." I mutter to myself, as I walk down the steps, and down the driveway, heading back home. At least, what home is in these new circumstances.
"I can't believe my eyes! Is that Peter Parker, in the flesh?" A voice says, coming from across the street. Upon getting closer, I realize that it's Harry.
"Harry?! Man, it's so good to see you. Wait, you're not mad at me anymore?" I ask, puzzled.
"It's been two months Pete. As far as I'm concerned, it's water under the bridge. Welcome back to the land of the living!" Harry cheers, giving me a high-five, as he propels his wheelchair forward with his other hand, matching my pace.
"It's good to know someone's not mad at me." I say, looking back at Lana's house for a slight second.
"I wouldn't worry about Lana. She'll come around. I mean, I did, so it's just a matter of time before she does too." Harry reassured me.
"Thanks.. I hope so." I mumbled.
"So, where have ya been for these past two months?" Harry prods, as we arrive at an intersection.
"It's complicated.. I'll tell you everything, though I could really go for a milkshake right about now." I reply.
"Consider it done! I'll even pay for yours!" Harry promises, with a smirk, as we now make our way to Ellen's Stardust Diner. It's good to be back.