My midnight hero

Hero of his home

"Let's roll this over one more time.. My name is Dream Parker. I was bitten by a radioactive spider and for the
past five years, I've been the one and only spider-man. I'm sure you know the rest, you see- well, why don't you
read the rest instead"

TW blood, violence, gun violence, homophobic words, bullying, swears

~Dreams pov~

Dream watched with a yawn as his teacher explained anatomy to the groggy, tired students around the class. Dream
was in a word, bored out his mind, and exhausted. He already knew all this dumb stuff and he'd much rather be
listening to the police radio, the calming tunes of the radio and occasional talk ins comforted him.

He began silently groaning, reaching down to his backpack pretending to bring out his notebook, but hiding his
phone behind it, looking into his desk as he turned on the channel news, his earbuds quietly reporting the daily
squabble into his ears. He perks up for a moment, hearing something that catches his attention.

"Suspect is reported to be armed with four hostages, police are on the scene given reports that the man Jonathon
Monroe, who has committed various crimes in the past and was released from prison four months ago, is the suspect
in the western cartage mall. Police are in distress as the scenes suspect hasn't been reported caught nore seen by
bystanders"

Dream raised his hand, eyes on the window beside him as he mapped out the route to the mall. "Yes Dream?" His
teachers calm voice asked.

"May I go to the restroom?" He said, resting his arm down on his desk, itching to get out his seat.

She nodded "yes, please be back before break okay?" She smiled, returning her attention to the board with several
marks from her expo-marker. As Dream was about to get up, he unzipped his backpack silently and pulled out
a soft fabric, stuffing it into his pocket.

Dream stood, placing his phone and earbuds into his pocket, rushing out the door and down the hall "twenty minutes"
He repeated in his head, making his way to the bathroom. He locked himself into one of the stalls, crouching down to
the floor, checking for anyone in the bathrooms. After being positive he was alone, he reached into his pocket, and placed
the familiar mask onto his face, his eyes now replaced with the white eyelines of his green hero mask.

He shot his web to the ceiling window, swinging himself up and sliding it open, jumping out and quickly reattaching
himself to the buildings opposite of his large school, he heard distant rings at his left a few minutes after swinging a
few blocks, he followed the sound, landing neatly onto a nearby building, seeing a wall of police cars and police men,
along with a gathered area of civilians, there were two swat vans as well for good measure, Dream let out a large exhale
"Fifteen minutes" he said to himself, as he checked his phone time.

He made his way across the street, not being noticed by the crowds of people, and looped around till he was at
the back of the building, where he attached his webs to the top of a window and swung himself into it, feet and knees
first, crashing in but quickly regaining his balance onto his feet. He looked around, he was in a store on the second floor,
the power had been cut and it seemed like a clothing store. He made his way out, noticing at a store adjacent to his
was boarded up by various large objects, along with a large white man with a pistol outside the store. Dream tilted his
head and looked inside where he saw about three people tied up through the windows.

Dream wasn't in a very different position than the police, he was just inside the building. If he attacked the guy,
he would surly threaten one of the hostages, and if Dream went to the hostages first, he'd put himself into danger.