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promisebreaker) wrote2012-11-26 07:36 pm
promisebreaker) wrote2012-11-26 07:36 pm
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just one chance to believe in mine
The difference between real life and the movies was that bad guys didn’t always look like bad guys. In this case, the ‘bad guy’ was an unassuming man in a lab coat with thick glasses. He had a comb over and he was short. He wasn’t particularly ugly, nor was he particularly handsome. His name was Ethan Thomas and he was incredibly smart, one of the brightest minds in NYU’s doctorate program. Peter knew of him in a very remote sort of way. He was getting to know him much more personally at the moment.
Ethan wanted to talk to Spiderman and he’d kidnapped a young, blonde woman in order to get Spiderman’s attention. The blonde woman and Ethan were now standing on the Brooklyn Bridge. The bridge had been closed by the police and news stations were capturing every moment. Ethan was threatening to recreate Gwen Stacey’s infamous plunge off that very bridge.
“Will you fail to save her again, Spiderman?” Ethan had yelled through a loud speaker, the words coming in clear over Peter and Bethel’s TV. He’d kissed Bethel, told her not to worry and he’d be home soon. He knew she’d worry. He also knew that the cameras wouldn’t stop rolling when he showed up on the bridge. She would get to see every moment. He wasn’t positive that was a good thing.
He’d swung onto the scene with a witty greeting. “You could have sent a message. I’ve got voicemail, email, twitter and a facebook page dedicated to my butt. Let her go. We’ll talk. I’ll even buy you a coffee.”
He landed in front of Ethan and the girl, poised on the balls of his feet. If Ethan really were going to recreate this scene, he was going to have to throw the blonde off the bridge. Peter was quickly formulating a plan that wouldn’t break the woman’s neck.
“Spiderman.” An oily grin spread across the man’s face and for the first time, Ethan appeared to be the bad guy that he was. “Now that you’re here, three seems a crowd, doesn’t it?” He shoved the woman off the bridge and Peter became a flurry of action. He threw a web up and plunged off the side of the bridge after the blonde. His free arm closed around her as he swung across the water toward the end of the bridge. He was just snapping the web off to sling another one when the sound hit him. It was high pitched, burrowed in his brain and it sent him into a convulsion. His web flew off uselessly and he started falling with the girl. The sound got louder, higher pitched and he ceased to be able to control his limbs. He let go of the girl, hands and arms twitching uselessly as he screamed. He could feel blood start coming out of his nose and ears, the blood soaking through the mask.
Peter hit the water with a splash and sank fast. He knew he needed to swim or he’d drown. He couldn’t make his body do anything. The high pitched noise was diminished in the water, but still there. His brain felt like it was going to explode. Tiny explosions sent twitches and spasms down the length of his arms and legs. His chest felt like it was going to join in on the fireworks show and then he could breathe, but the sound was louder. He closed his eyes and grit his teeth, trying to keep everything from dribbling out his ears and nose.
The news would later report that the girl Spiderman had been trying to save was in critical condition, but stable. There had been no sign of Spiderman or his body since he hit the water. It would be reported that Spiderman was dead.
Ethan wanted to talk to Spiderman and he’d kidnapped a young, blonde woman in order to get Spiderman’s attention. The blonde woman and Ethan were now standing on the Brooklyn Bridge. The bridge had been closed by the police and news stations were capturing every moment. Ethan was threatening to recreate Gwen Stacey’s infamous plunge off that very bridge.
“Will you fail to save her again, Spiderman?” Ethan had yelled through a loud speaker, the words coming in clear over Peter and Bethel’s TV. He’d kissed Bethel, told her not to worry and he’d be home soon. He knew she’d worry. He also knew that the cameras wouldn’t stop rolling when he showed up on the bridge. She would get to see every moment. He wasn’t positive that was a good thing.
He’d swung onto the scene with a witty greeting. “You could have sent a message. I’ve got voicemail, email, twitter and a facebook page dedicated to my butt. Let her go. We’ll talk. I’ll even buy you a coffee.”
He landed in front of Ethan and the girl, poised on the balls of his feet. If Ethan really were going to recreate this scene, he was going to have to throw the blonde off the bridge. Peter was quickly formulating a plan that wouldn’t break the woman’s neck.
“Spiderman.” An oily grin spread across the man’s face and for the first time, Ethan appeared to be the bad guy that he was. “Now that you’re here, three seems a crowd, doesn’t it?” He shoved the woman off the bridge and Peter became a flurry of action. He threw a web up and plunged off the side of the bridge after the blonde. His free arm closed around her as he swung across the water toward the end of the bridge. He was just snapping the web off to sling another one when the sound hit him. It was high pitched, burrowed in his brain and it sent him into a convulsion. His web flew off uselessly and he started falling with the girl. The sound got louder, higher pitched and he ceased to be able to control his limbs. He let go of the girl, hands and arms twitching uselessly as he screamed. He could feel blood start coming out of his nose and ears, the blood soaking through the mask.
Peter hit the water with a splash and sank fast. He knew he needed to swim or he’d drown. He couldn’t make his body do anything. The high pitched noise was diminished in the water, but still there. His brain felt like it was going to explode. Tiny explosions sent twitches and spasms down the length of his arms and legs. His chest felt like it was going to join in on the fireworks show and then he could breathe, but the sound was louder. He closed his eyes and grit his teeth, trying to keep everything from dribbling out his ears and nose.
The news would later report that the girl Spiderman had been trying to save was in critical condition, but stable. There had been no sign of Spiderman or his body since he hit the water. It would be reported that Spiderman was dead.