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Aug. 17th, 2009 @ 01:11 am
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"THE WINNER!" Shouts the announcer, throwing the webslinger's arm into the air as the crowd cheers.
After the fight, both of them head backstage. "Soo, about that prize money?"
"Heh, straight to the point. All ya gotta do is sign a contract selling your likeness rights and your services over to me, and you get your moolah." says the announcer.
"Hang on. I'm not signing anything."
"No contract, no cash kid. Them's the breaks."
"That's not fair!" Peter shouts.
"Not my problem." the announcer says as he rounds the corner. Seconds later, he gives a shout, "MY MONEY!" and a thief runs back around the corner toward Peter, who sidesteps the crook, letting him into the nearby elevator.
"W-why didn't you stop him? You could've taken him down easy!" The announcer asks.
"Not my problem." Peter answers.
As he exited the venue, back in his street clothes, he spotted the police cars and the ambulance. And then he saw Ben Parker lying on the ground. "No..." He ran towards the crowd. Two cops attempted to keephim from getting by, before he shouted "That's my uncle!" and pushed past them.
As Peter kneeled down, he grasped his uncle's hadns, begging the elder man to stay with him, but it was no use. Ben Parker breathed his last breath, and died.
"He carjacker's been spotted on 4th. We'll get him kid." Reassured one of the policemen.
"Not before I do." growled Peter beofre running off to change back into his tights.
It took a while,, but Peter, as Spider-Man, eventually managed to chase the carjacker into a warehouse.
"You took the life of a good man, a man with a loving family, for his LOUSY CAR, and now? There's nowhere left for you to run." Spider-Man growled, grabbing the man by his shirt and forcing him through a window, where the added light revealed the crook's face.
"No. It can't be! Not you!" Peter gasped, looking into the face of the same crook he had let by not an hour earlier.
"I should drop you, right now. Take what you took from Ben Parker" Peter said, letting go, before firing a webline, stopping the crook from hitting the ground. "But he wouldn't approve, because with great power comes great responsibility."
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