Emergence: The Spectacular Spider-man Series- BOOK 01

Episode 13 - Part Two

A narrow street,
Way to Peter's home.

Peter rushed through the muddy alley behind his school, splashing mud as he tried to get away from all the stares he had gained by being so famous. He pushed open the rusty gate leading onto a narrow street, deserted with garbage bags, scrappy newspapers and leftover pumpkin from the carvings done by the people for Halloween.

Peter turning and twisting continuously to check he was not being stared anymore. There' noone there, which relieves Peter. He paces down, his mimd instantly flourishing with unresolved thoughts. His body alive with a new strength, new blood he could sense flowing through his muscles. Peter stops, bringing his special hand closer to his face.

The wound left by spider-bite, glistening grotesque. Fading rashes spiralling otwards from the bite mark.

"You gave me powers?" Peters mutters, feeling the bite marks with his other fingers. His jaws dropping with surprise.

Then his sharp ears, tingling suddenly with the sound of chains. Peter looks up curiously, feeling his legs carry him upwards in a jump, just in time as a cycleman turns around the corner at high speed and paces down the alley.

"Sorry pal!" the cycleman shouts, not looking back.

"Nevermind!" Peter replies panting, as he watches the cycleman drive away onto the main street.

Then looking down Peter' eyes meeting another surprise. He could see himself five feets above the ground, his feets sticking to vertical wall instead of the ground and his fingertips helping with the necessary support.

"What?" Peter cries surprsingly. He was sticking to the wall, just he way he had stuck to Ned's attic's ceiling. Peter jerks his head, then twice and thrice. It was not a dream. Peter was clinging to a wall, feeling absolute no efforts as he did so.

The next second, Peter's strange sensation making him look at a spider crawling the brick wall beside him.

"Is this some sort of spider sense?"

Peter watches the spider stop beside him, then resuming his crawl once again, as if it wanted Peter to follow.

"Okay!" Peter laughs at his own audacity of thinking, how all of this could be making sense.

Peter pulls of of one of is hands from the wall, his skin feeling some sort of retraction from the dirt in the bricks of the wall.

"Ewww!" cries Peter, then a sudden realization dawning him. He did not fall. Peter pulls of is other hand, feeling the same kind of retraction. He still did not feel any kind of gravity pulling him downwards.

"Have I become gravity-resistant?" Peter ask himslef, pulling of one of is legs holding onto the wall.

The next moment, he feels his face smashing in to the wall, as he begins to fall down. His is hand quickly reaching out for a hold, preventing his fall.

"Phew!" Peter sighs bitterly, "I am not gravity resistant then!"

Peter looks uo at the spider, a few feets farther from earlier, still and pouncing its fangs funnily at Peter, its feeble attempt to scold Peter for his stupidty.