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Man, this week has been so hectic. Nicole tricked Jeffery into telling her his fetishes, and she went on to tell the entire school. Then Jecka escalated it by socially killing him in front of everyone. Because why not provoke the anime kid with firearms in his home, right? There's a high possibility he might actually shoot up the school.
Sigh... Just when I thought I could catch a break from the Spider-Man stuff.
I guess I'll go to the coast. It always calms me down and helps me think of solutions to my problems.
When I arrived at the coast, I sat on one of the poles near the dock.
Sigh... Maybe I really should visit Jeffery and check up on him. I mean, I know what he's like, but I don't think anyone deserves that kind of public humiliation. But what would I even say to him? Sorry for letting my friend humiliate you in front of the whole school? This is such a hassle.
I kept looking at the sunset — until I noticed something strange happening on the coast.
What is that truck doing in a coastal area?
I started moving closer to get a better look. I saw two people. One of them was holding a super advanced, alien-looking machine gun, and the other was arguing with him.
I crept in a little more to eavesdrop on their conversation.
???: Dude, this is a premium machine gun mixed with alien tech. You can't mess this up! This baby could shoot through lateral concrete — and all that for the right price!
???: Dude, I just want a normal gun so I can rob some stores! Not an alien weapon of destruction!
???: My dude, you are seriously missing out! Why rob petty stores when you could threaten an entire city with this baby?!
???: Look man, I appreciate the offer, but I just want a normal gun.
???: But we don't sell normal here!
Suddenly, a large figure descended from the sky. He looked about forty and wore an alien-powered suit with massive, sharp wings.
(The pic is here)
Toomes: You had one job — and you already flunked it!
???: Sorry boss, but he just didn't want our products...
Toomes: No excuses! Why do I even keep forgiving you? You're always incompetent — talking back and never doing your job right!
Toomes: You know what? Hand me that machine gun.
He snatched the weapon from his underling — and immediately shot him with it.
The result? He was literally burned to a crisp.
What the actual—?! He just killed him like it was nothing?!
Oh no. I have to stop him before he hurts anyone else with that thing.
I jumped in behind him.
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SPIDER-MAN (stepping out):
"You know, stealing from aliens is usually how horror movies start."
Toomes paused mid-motion, slowly turning toward him.
TOOMES:
"And you are?"
SPIDER-MAN:
"Neighborhood Spider-Man. You're trespassing in it."
TOOMES (dryly):
"Last I checked, this city forgot about people like me. I'm just taking what the rich left behind."
SPIDER-MAN (shrugging):
"Cool speech. But I'm gonna need you to turn in the giant murder wings and alien grenade launcher."
Toomes narrowed his eyes, then smirked.
TOOMES:
"You're just a kid."
SPIDER-MAN:
"And you're a flying guy stealing extraterrestrial tech. So... kinda feels like I should be the one saying 'grow up.'"
The moment hung tense.
TOOMES:
"Should've stayed home, Spider-Boy."
SPIDER-MAN:
"That's *Spider-*Man. And—"
WHOOSH! The Vulture launched forward like a jet — turbines roaring, wings slicing through the air.
Kai barely flipped out of the way as a wing shredded through a container behind him.
SPIDER-MAN (mid-flip):
"Okay, okay! Talk later, stab less!"
He webbed to a nearby crane and swung wide. The Vulture lifted into the sky, scanning for him.
SPIDER-MAN (perched above):
"Seriously though, who builds wings that sharp? Like, what if you sneeze?"
Toomes fired a blast from the wing rig — a concussive Chitauri burst that blew apart the crane arm.
Kai tumbled, landing hard on a container.
SPIDER-MAN (groaning):
"Ow... okay. Sneezing joke denied."
Toomes swooped down, striking with brutal precision. Kai ducked under a wing slash and fired two quick webs, yanking a container lid onto the Vulture's face.
TOOMES (gritting his teeth):
"You're making this harder than it needs to be."
SPIDER-MAN:
"Yeah, that's kind of my thing."
They crashed through a stack of crates, sparks and splinters flying. Kai tried to web the wingpack, but Toomes spun, grabbed him mid-air, and hurled him across the yard.
Kai slammed into a shipping container. His mask lens flickered.
SPIDER-MAN (wincing):
"Okay, that was new. What's your gym routine — bench-pressing jet engines?"
TOOMES (advancing):
"You're not stopping this, kid. You've got no idea how the world works."
SPIDER-MAN:
"Maybe. But I know it doesn't work better with alien weapons in the wrong hands."
Toomes rushed forward — Spider-Man webbed the ground and launched himself upward just in time. He swung around a crane hook and kicked the Vulture mid-flight, sending them both spiraling.
They crashed through a half-loaded container. Tech exploded around them in bursts of light.
Kai scrambled to his feet. His suit was torn, his breaths short, but he was still moving.
SPIDER-MAN:
"One last warning — put the wings down, or I'm telling everyone you were beaten by a teenager in pajamas."
Toomes growled, wings flaring. He charged.
Kai jumped, webbed a loose crane chain, and swung it into the Vulture's rig — BOOM! Sparks erupted. One turbine sputtered.
TOOMES (veering wildly):
"You little—!"
He crashed hard into the ground, skidding across the yard, gear smoking.
Kai moved in, web-shooter primed — but the moment he stepped forward—
TOOMES (grinning):
"You're not the only one who plans ahead, kid."
CLACK! A hidden launcher under the wingpack opened — and fired a Chitauri pulse blast point-blank.
SPIDER-MAN (shouting):
"WHOA—!"
The blast sent kai flying backward, smashing into a container. He dropped hard. His limbs twitched, but he was slow to get up — dazed, breathing ragged.
Toomes limped to his feet, one wing sparking and hissing. He grabbed the alien tech crate and slung it over his shoulder.
TOOMES:
"I warned you. This is bigger than you. You're not ready for this world."
SPIDER-MAN (trying to rise):
"You… can't… walk away from this..."
TOOMES (coldly):
"Watch me."
He kicked off the ground. Despite the damage, the wings held — barely. The turbines roared, lifting him shakily into the air.
SPIDER-MAN (groaning):
"No, no, no—"
He fired a web, but it hit nothing but air as Toomes disappeared into the dark sky — crate in tow.
Kai collapsed back against the container, battered and still.
The sirens grew louder now. But the thief was already gone.
SPIDER-MAN (weakly):
"...Guess round two's gonna need a better plan..."
His head dropped back as red-and-blue lights reflected off the steel around him.
FADE.
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(A/N):
Hey there, everyone! How did you like the chapter? I worked really hard on it. I wanted to make up for not including any Spider-Man action in the previous chapters, so I made this one entirely focused on Spidey.
From here on out, things are going to escalate for Jeffery, Kai, and everyone else in the story — so get hyped!
Also, I'll try to upload as much as I can over the next four days, since I have an exam after that. Once the exam starts, I probably won't be able to upload as frequently. So I'll try to make up for it now while I can!
Don't forget to check out this fanfic on wattpad as well.
And with all that out of the way — have a nice day
Sol signing out 😁