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"Woo!" Shouts Peter Parker as his alter-ego, Spider-Man. In his shiny suit, he swings around New York and backflips into the air to dive straight down. To show off to the pedestrians below, he flips and does tricks with his webbing. "What have you got for me today New York?"
What New York has to offer him is a high-speed chase, the cops going after a highjacked Oscorp vehicle with plutonium that is going down the busiest streets in New York. Attached to the Oscorp machine on wheels, is a giant truck being driven by a manic Russian criminal who is crashing and crushing any vehicle in his way. Along the way, he is also hitting police cars while two more culprits dressed in black break into the Oscorp vehicle.
When Spider-Man reaches the truck pulling the Oscorp car, he knocks on the driver-side window. "Knock knock!" He says animatedly before pulling himself up to face the Russian culprit.
"Mr. Criminal?" He asks, signaling to lower the window with his red-gloved hand. Once the window is down, Peter sticks out his hand to introduce himself. "Hey my name is Spiderman, you can call me Web-Head, you can call me amazing. Just don't call me late for dinner, you get it?"
The bad guy shows no remorse as he begins shooting toward Peter to get him off of the truck after calling himself a killer. Spider-Man then sticks half of his body inside the vast truck to steer it off its course before noticing a pedestrian in the middle of the road trying to collect blueprints scattered in the middle of the road where the truck is heading.
With no time to spare, the Parker boy swings away from the Russian criminal to knock down the dark-skinned man with blueprints, just in time before he got smashed by a flying taxi cab.
"You okay?" He asks the scared man once they are both off the ground. The man seems like he's seen a ghost, with his eyes wide and his expression painted with anxiety. "You alright?"
"You're Spider-Man." The frightened male sighs almost in disbelief.
"Costume gives it away?" Peter can't help but grin under his mask. That euphoric feeling of people automatically recognizing him looked like it was never going to go away. He loves that feeling and is filled with joy each time it happens. With his spider webs, he grabs the man's blueprints off of the floor and hands them to him. "These look pretty important Max."
The dark-skinned man's breath hitches. "Max? How do you know my name?"
"It's written on your badge." Spiderman tried hard not to sound obvious but ends up doing so.
"I'm a nobody." The man sounds in awe as if he's in a dream.
"You're not a nobody, you're a somebody." Peter affirms and sticks out his hand. He can't help but feel remorse for the late Zoee who felt the same way Max does. "Lick that. Alright listen to me, now I need you." Peter uses the licked hand to smooth Max's hair, which was in crazy wisps from the wind.
