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It was about 3AM on a Friday night and Spider-Man was out patrolling like normal, it was just the average: about 3 attempted bank robberies, some muggings and a few attempted kidnappings.

Spider-Man was sitting on a roof with his mask pulled up to his nose so he could relax enjoying New York's 'fresh' air, deciding whether to wrap it up or continue for a little longer.

When suddenly he heard an anguished yell for help, he wouldn't have been able to hear it without his super-hearing, so he estimated it was from about 2 streets down the road.

He swung(?) down the road to where the scream had been from. He found himself in a alleyway analysing the situation. There were 4 thugs 2 with guns, 1 with a knife.
And so the fight started.

Timeskip to after the fight (I can't write fighting to save my life)

Spidey-sense(?) flared at him to

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