What if F/N L/N never became evil? What if her never became Spider-Slayer/Alaric Valentino Blood-Night, and was transported to The DC Universe to become a hero known as Scatter-Spider? Well, that's what this is all about!
Speedy gazed down at the person surrounded by eighteen criminals and turned back to his mentor, Green Arrow, with a questioning look.
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The older hero shook his head and signaled for him to just watch. Roy nodded back uncertainly, he looked back down through the roof's skylight and tightened his hand around his bow. He didn't really understand why they were just watching. They had arrived to bust up this gangs' heist, but then Green Arrow had stopped him from going in. He guessed that Ollie just wanted to check out the new guy's moves before they saved the day. There was also the fact that Speedy wasn't sure which side this guy was on:
The man was wearing a suit that was mainly colored black, but there would be a mix-up of red, blue and white on certain parts, red on his mask, chest, arms, legs, and gloves, white on his chest that went up his shoulders to his back, and blue on his chest that to his back, which formed a spider symbol, gloves, legs, and his mask lenses.
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As such it was hard to guess the guy's age, Roy could tell the newcomer wasn't as tall as himself, but rather closer to Aqualad's height, so the newcomer was either a teenager or just a rather short adult. His build was fairly muscular, but not overly so. He was likely a speed oriented fighter and with no visible weapons, probably adept at hand-to-hand combat. Speedy tensed as he saw one of the ski mask-wearing thugs lunge for the masked guy. The stranger jumped over the clumsy charge and shot a web at a different criminal at the back of the group, pulling him in for a kick. Roy watched the fight progress in silence, becoming reluctantly impressed as he saw the spider guy, who he suspected to be no older than himself, take down the group with an impressive display of skill, agility, and webs that must have taken years to obtain. After about five minutes, all eighteen grunts had been rendered immobile, either unconscious or restrained by those webs, and not one had landed a hit on their attacker. It fell silent once every criminal was taken care of, with the masked stranger just standing still in the center of the room. Speedy didn't even realize he was holding his breath until the newcomer brushed off some nonexistent dirt from his shoulder and suddenly disappeared. Beside him, Ollie stiffened.
