The Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man: Volume 1 Chapter 7: Prowling Nights Part 1

Location: Nelson and Murdock, Attorneys At Law: September 29th, 2018 9:15 PM

 

Matt: Hello there, my name’s Mathew Murdock. How may I help you?

 

Spider-Man: Hello, Mr. Murdock. I’m Spider-Man, and I have been framed for breaking and entering into Oscorp.

 

Matt: Oh, I heard about that. My law partner and secretary were discussing that earlier today. Now, I believe you but obviously I’m not the one you need to prove this to. Now, I’ll accept this case, and since you’re a kid I’ll let this be pro bono.

 

Spider-Man: What?! I don’t know what you’re talking about.

 

Matt: Don’t bullshit me, Kid. I may be blind, but I’m not that blind. Regardless of that, let’s start off with the basic stuff. I know Osborn’s side of the story but what’s yours?

 

Spider-Man: Well, Norman Osborn hired dangerous men that harmed others for the purpose of getting my blood for his son, because his son needs a cure for a rare disease. When I learned of this, I made a deal for him to get my blood for the cure, but after that he would have to turn himself in for his crimes. Then he set me up to make it look like I broke into Oscorp…

 

Matt: Okay… That’s a lot to take in, kid. I’ll see what I can do. So do you have any proof that you were welcomed into the place?

 

Spider-Man: Uh, not exactly.

 

Matt sighed and pinched the middle of his nose, I could sense his disappointment…

 

Matt: Alright kid, if you can’t get me proof I can set up a counter claim against Osborn. Now, however you do it…. Well I don’t have to know that part, but I doubt you’ll do anything that would harm anyone to get that evidence. You are a hero after all.

 

Spider-Man: You...You think I’m a hero?

Matt: Well kid, you’d be surprised how many people in NY, especially in Hell’s Kitchen, that look up to you and love you. That Jameson dude can say what he wants to say, print what he wants to print, but at the end of the day you still look out for the little guy. And I respect that. Keep up the good work, kid.

 

Spider-Man: Thanks, you don’t know how much I appreciate that. I’ll be back with that proof.

 

Matt: I know you will, Kid. Bye.

 

I left the law firm and stayed the night at Harry’s house, though it was hard to sleep, and I guess you could say I’m a little paranoid after what happened.

 

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Location: Oscorp Industries: October 20th, 2018 11:45 AM

 

 

Otto: Alright, so Peter, we’re gonna have to shift gears from the arm project. We’ve been commissioned to make a device for the military, meant for faster travel. They gave us a blueprint to base it off of, and all we are tasked to do is build and test.

 

He held up the documented designs and it looked like something from the future. Sorta like a weird hoverboard or something.

 

Peter: Don’t you think this is a little out of our wheelhouse? Special prosthesis’, we can do that. Tony Stark or Reed Richards type stuff, I don’t know… I just don’t think I could do something like this.

 

Otto: Peter, you sell yourself short. You are one of the brightest minds I know, and at such a young age I know your intellect will only expand as the years go by. Plus, we’ll be getting help from someone who knows a thing or two about aerodynamics. Adrian Toombs is very knowledgeable when it comes to things that fly and he’ll be joining us later when we get to the testing phase.

 

Peter: Heh, thanks Doc. Hey uh, I know this is random, but does Oscorp have servers that store stuff from the camera feed?

 

Otto gave me a quizzical gaze and let out a slight, “Yeah why?” He continued on to say, “It has a 24/7 camera log of what goes on around here. It’s all the way in the basement and if you are looking for anything that goes on in here, you’ll find it there.”

 

Peter: Oh, interesting. Uh sorry for going off topic, let’s get a roll on making this flight thing.

 

Doc and I studied the mock up design the military made and discussed ways to innovate it. Man, Doc has so many great ideas and if any man was to lead the world into a glorious new age it would be Otto. Any man willing and wanting to change the world by inventing this for the better, is a man I’m willing to follow to the end of the line. After hours of work and a few mini prototypes later, it was night. I guess time flies when you’re helping the world. I started to get my stuff ready to go, but then Doc handed me a flashdrive and I was confused.

 

 

Peter: What’s this?

 

Otto smiled at me as he said, “Just when you get the chance, give it a look. Especially the last schematic, you’re definitely gonna need it.”

 

Peter: Uh thanks, Doc. I’ll see you next time.

 

Otto; See you later, Peter. Have a good rest of your night.

 

I left the lab and headed back home to plug in the drive, and upon seeing it I gained the biggest grin. It was a complete floor to floor layout of the whole Oscorp building. Which means I can easily access that area without going in blind. I skipped through the files then I found something that made me go pale… There was a schematic with a Stealth Spider-Man suit. And a note attached… It stated, “Peter Parker, Spider-Man. Who would’ve thought? I mean when you think about it, it’s obvious. A person who wants to make the world a better place, even if it’s a little at a time. I don’t believe what the news says, I know you’re not a bad kid, so if you are doing what I think you’re doing then you need to be prepared. Red and blue are nice looking but I wouldn’t call it inconspicuous so I quickly designed a more stealthy suit. If you need the materials to make it then head to the lab and there’s some stuff you can use. Just don’t do it at Oscorp, it’s too risky. Good luck, Peter.” - Your mentor, Otto Octavius.

 

Peter: Otto....Bless you. Heh, time to get to work.

 

I made the stealth suit. It was all black with goggles with shutters similar to the ones on my original costume. But before I could head out to Oscorp, I had one more thing to do. Tutor Flash Thompson.

 

Flash came into my house and looked around, seemingly impressed by…. Something.

 

Flash: Not a bad place for a little dipshit like you, Parker. A little old fashioned but still not bad.

 

Peter: Remember, let’s keep the name calling to a minimum. Anyways, what work do you have to do?

 

Flash: Something about cells.

 

Peter: Oh, this should be easy. You see there are a couple of main cells. B and T cells. They produce antibodies and-

 

An alert on my phone buzzes, a crime downtown is in progress. I look over, squinting with irritation that I can’t do anything. I guess Flash noticed because he started to snap in front of my face.

 

Flash: Yo, Earth to Parker! You good man? You seem off.

 

I hesitated before looking at Flash, then I finally nodded.

 

Peter: Sorry, just…There’s some things I need to do. And I can’t because well, I just can’t. Look it’s nothing of importance nor is it anything you’d understand.

 

Flash: Heh, if it’s some nerd science shit of course I’m not gonna get it, but I do get that sometimes you have to prioritize. Like as much I love football, I can do anything in it if my grades are ass. So I go to you for help, it’s just knowing what’s more important and what should come first. Whatever it is, if it’s something you need to do then do it, Pete. I can always wait to do this homework so go ahead and get your stuff done.

 

I was…. Shocked. Flash Thompson, helped me and gave me decent advice. Though that might be because I’m helping him with school… Or maybe I was wrong about him.

 

Peter: Thanks, Flash. I needed that, I have to go. I promise we will continue the tutoring session tomorrow.

 

Flash: Whatever you say dork.

 

I left swinging off to stop a crime in progress. Now, should I, a now wanted criminal, be actively out in the open. No, hell no. But when you have a duty, a responsibility, you should always uphold it and stick to it. Because though you might have to sacrifice some things, at least you stay true to who you are and- WAIT WHAT IS THAT?! My Spider Sense started blaring as I noticed an enormous man in a rhino costume.

 

I catch up to the police tailing the rhino guy, and I talk to one of the officers.

 

Spider-Man: Hey, need any help here?

 

Cop: What the- Spider-Man? Aren’t you a criminal?

 

Spider-Man: So they say, they also call me a menace, nuisance, and a plethora of other things J. Jonah likes to brand me as. So uh, you just sit back and I handle the Chuck E. Cheese reject.

 

Cop: Why would you want to help us if you’re wanted?

 

Spider-Man: Hm, dunno. I TOTALLY wasn’t doing this before or something. I’m glad you asked though, because your fellow officers didn’t when they decided to go all “guns a blazing” on me the other day. Anyways, gotta go deal with Mr. Rocksteady over there. Peace!

 

I swung further down to catch up to that rhino guy and I zipped onto his back, holding on for dear life.

 

Spider-Man: Hey, what’s shakin’ bacon?

 

Rhino: What? Who are you, and what type stupid American phrasing is that?

 

Spider-Man: Huh, did not expect the giant rhino man to be Russian. Interesting to say the least. Anyways big boy, I’m here to turn you in….Or at least attempt to.

 

Rhino: NOTHING CAN CONTAIN THE RHINO!

 

So, Newton once said that, “If a body is at rest or moving at a constant speed in a straight line, it will remain at rest or keep moving in a straight line at constant speed unless it is acted upon by a force.” His first law of motion, so let’s think of the Rhino as this thing that’s at a consistent speed. If that is the case, then it’s time for me to be the force that acts upon him.

 

That’s when I see it, a construction site two blocks down. Bingo. Direct Rhino to the site, throw him in a pit, and fill it with cement. Time to get to work. When he approached the construction site, I used my webs to pull him over there, though there was some resistance on his part. I overcame the big lug and trapped him in a pit that was soon to be filled with cement. And in no time, the Rhino was put to an astounding halt, thanks to the one and only Spider-Man!

 

But that’s when I hear it… “Put your hands up!” Son of a- Of course, the one thing I forgot. The police. I put my hands up, slowly turn around then see several cop cars. Right as they’re getting ready to turn me in, one of them says, “Stop! Don’t you see, he helped us!” It was that one I talked to, huh I would’ve never guessed. He started to talk down the others, convincing them to chill out and I walked up to them.

 

Spider-Man: Uh thanks for vouching for me… Not too many people do that for me.

 

Cop: No problem, but Captain Stacy is probably gonna have my head for this one. Look, I know you’re not some maniac they say you are, hell a lot of people don’t think that. Especially at the precinct. I owe you, more than you’ll ever know.

 

Spider-Man: For what? The Russian Rhino over here? I take guys like him out like every other week. It’s nothing special.

 

Cop: No it’s not that… You saved my life, my wife and son’s lives. My name is Jefferson Davis, you might not remember me but a few weeks back you saved our lives when Shocker attacked that bridge. That’s something that I’ll eternally be grateful for. I can’t necessarily pay you back in that way, but I can help when you need info on a criminal or something. Here’s my information.

 

He took out a notepad from his cruiser and wrote down a number to call and handed it to me.

 

Spider-Man: I don’t really do this looking for something in return, I’m not looking for rewards or anything I just-

 

Jefferson: Then that’s fine, but if you do need help just call.

 

I look at the note, then back at Jefferson. I try not to ask for anything, but Uncle Ben always said, “Everybody needs help sometimes.” Ben was right, I don’t have to always do things alone. So it wouldn’t hurt to have a little help here and there.

 

Spider-Man: Thanks, Jefferson. And also, you don’t owe me anything, you never did.

 

I swing off and wait at my home until it is night. I put on my new stealth suit and head out to Oscorp. Let’s go prove my innocence! Anyways, I get to Oscorp and use Doc’s schematics to navigate the Oscorp ventilation system. Weird, the vents are sorta warm like someone’s used them before…Very peculiar. Regardless of that, I get to the server room, then my Spider-Sense starts acting up again.

 

Spider-Man: Um, who’s there?

 

Really Pete? If anyone is here, you ruined your element of surprise…

 

???: So we’ve got a new thief in the biz, whatcha call yourself?

 

Spider-Man: Correction, not a thief, though my getup doesn’t really help my case. Look usually I’d turn in guys like you but right now I need to just take something from here.

 

???: So…You’re stealing? I get you’re new to this whole thing but usually you describe what you’re doing to anyone, or talk to anyone.

 

Spider-Man: But you’re literally going against your own rules.

 

???: Ok, yeah yeah but I like to watch newbies struggle at the job. It’s pretty entertaining, so what brings you here newbie?

 

I roll my eyes, though I doubt he saw, and I go over to a section that has all the camera feeds and connect a hard drive. I let the info get transferred and take out the drive before waving it in front of the purple and green thief.

 

Spider-Man: This. The key to my innocence. And the name’s Spider-Man.

 

???: Bullshit…

 

I hop onto the ceiling and use my webs to descend back down to the thief.

 

Spider-Man: I’m the real deal, now who the hell are you?

 

Prowler: The name’s Prowler! The best thief no one’s heard about.

 

The End

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