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Aug. 17th, 2009 @ 01:11 am
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"Even in it's present state you can observe the advanced mechanics present in the rocket's construction. The shielding, while it did unfortunately fail..."
A teenager, Peter Parker, snapped off a few pictures as the scientist talked. True, just being here would knock him a few rungs down the popularity ladder, that is if had ever managed to go up it at all, but he wasn't going to let what people like Flash Thompson thought about him keep him from doing the things he was interested in, especially if said thing was studying the Fantastic Four’s crashed ship.
As Peter looked over the craft, something slipped out of it unnoticed: A spider, one that had climbed aboard the rocket before it had launched and miraculously managed to avoid being crushed in both the crash or during the ships transport to Empire State University. It remained unnoticed even as it crawled up Peter’s body, and onto his hand, right up until it sunk it’s fangs into Peter’s hand.
“GAH!!” Peter yelled, reacting in pain, tossing the spider with a fling of his hand. As the rest of the small group of people stared, Peter explained “Spider bit me,” and sheepishly exited.
“Smooth, Parker,” Peter thought to himself as he started to head home. As he crossed the street, and tingle shot up his spine, and he leaped, jumping out of the way of the car that had nearly hit him and climbing partway up a wall.
"...I'm climbing. Like...like...like a spider? Humans beings can't do this. They can't! What's happening to me?"
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