After the brutal gang assault at the Chicago carnival and revealing his secret identity to Chat, Kendrick is seen limping up on the Perron, opening his window and climbed into his darkened bedroom. Despite the scars and bruises, his mind was at ease knowing that the carnival goers and Chat was safe and some more members of the Bloods and Crips were arrested. Though he did felt slightly disturbed from the events when drones arrived, they had a lethal mode and just...murdered them. His hands were shaking, he couldn't think straight, his vision was cloudy and blurred. He crashed on his bed, still in uniform, he laid on his back starting at his ceiling thinking, contemplating after witnessing a massacre. He failed. He couldn't save Adam, he couldn't save that innocent bystander, and he couldn't reach the new and young Blood member who looked to be fifteen years old. Before he could wallow in some more of guilt, his mom bust in, worried sick about the absence of her son not returning of her calls or texts. "Kendrick! Are you ok?! I saw the news about the shootout at the fair. A-and I couldn't reach you and—." It took her a second look to adjust what her son was wearing. She knew it wasn't Halloween, or any other special occasion with the requirement of costumes. It was then she logically deduced her son was the Violet-Spider. Kendrick's heart felt heavy as he was caught and his secret was exposed. "M-Mom...listen. This isn't how I wanted to tell you—." Before Kendrick could finish, Suzette raised her hand, motioning him to stop. "Not now. Just...get dressed for school...we will talk later." Kendrick said nothing as he did what he was told and left. In the hallways of Chicago Central High, Kendrick and Chat are seen walking down the hall on their way to their lockers. As they arrived, they entered their combinations and opened them and grabbed their textbooks and notebooks for their clases. It was then Chat decided to initiate a conversation. As they would talk, Kendrick's mind would occasionally wonder elsewhere in places such as worried for facing his mom when he gets home. "So, how was "work" last night? If you went that is. Did you tell your mom?" She asked knowing about Kendrick secret double life as Chicago's purple-based hero. "Ah, y'know, same old same old. But no complaints. And yes and no. She walked in while I was wearing my suit and I didn't get the chance to explain but she told me to just get dressed and we'll talk later." Chat couldn't help but fell a little sorry for Kendrick. As he kept felling guilty for lying to his mom and dread for their inevitable talk, he decided to change the subject to a more positive path. "Hey, have you hear about the new kid?" Chat was at first confused of this sudden and out of the bule question. But given his whole situation with his mother, she figured he could use the distraction. "Uh, no, I haven't." "Oh, he's a foreign exchange student from the U.K. Uh, I think his hometown was uh...". As Kendrick tries to think of the name, his spider senses would sound off as the very student they were talking about crept up behind him and help Kendrick to naming the town he grew up in. "Swindon." Kendrick knew he was behind him, but pretended to be surprised. "Oh, Heh, hey there. Thanks." The unnamed new kid is seen standing at the height of 5'8, having brown, greasy hair neatly hangs over a chiseled, cheerful face. Narrow brown eyes, set high within their sockets. There's something captivating about him, perhaps it's his sense of humor or perhaps it is simply because he's British. But nonetheless, people, mostly other English people from his hometown and out-of-country visitors tend to stay on his good side, while trying to subtly talk more like him. Sometimes for mocking purposes. "Ah sorry man, I didn't catch your name." The new student realize this as well and regains his composure as he extends his hand and introduces himself. "Ah, yes, my apologies. My name is Vincent Stegron, at your service." "Both Kendrick and Chat shook Vincent's hand. "Nice to meet you. I'm Chat and he's Kendrick." "S'up." Once introductions were finished, a group of what you can already imagine. high school jocks walked by, laughing and guffawing as the one whom appears to be leading them purposely bumps into Vincent, resulting in him crashing into the lockers and collapsing on the ground. "Oi, watch it ya bloody muppet." The lead jock said in a mockup-British accent. Both Kendrick and Chat saw this and he wasn't about to let it slide. "Hey!" He called out to him, placing his hand on his shoulder and using a sliver of his spider-strength to force his to turn around. "That's not how we treat new students. Wanna try it again?" Flash see this as a joke and a waste of his time and brushes it off. "Psh! And what if I don't wanna? What're you gonna do about it?" He asks as he pokes Kendrick's chest and his other jock friends stepped up behind Flash to back him up in case of a brawl busts out. It was then Chat trots up next to Kendrick and backs him up. "Or we'll teach you some manners for you." As tensions grew higher, both opposing groups waited for one of them to make the first move, it would break as Flash would spot one of the school faculty and being the captain of the football team being spotted picking on the foreign exchange student would be frowned upon and would be due for a day or two in detention. "Pft, whatevs. C'mon guys...don't wanna be late for practice." He and his band would turn and leave, right before Flash would peer at Kendrick and his goons over his shoulder, as if he's planning a sneak attack or plotting his revenger. "Few. Chat, y'know I could've taken them right?" She just simply smiles. "I know, I just like having your back." Kendrick couldn't help laugh lightly and smile and admire Chats' loyalty. "Thanks Chat. You know I'll always got yours." Their attention would shift back to Vincent as he walks up to them getting ready to thank them for their defense. "My word, such a brute. Honestly, I could never fully grasp the how can one get off of picking on the weak or the popularity of football." "Yeah. Sadly bullying is a common thing in American schools." Kendrick says. "But when you got friends like us, you don't gotta worry about them." Chat says with sincerity as they would raise their hand and make fist with them, prompting Vincent to return a fist bump. When Vincent giddily returned the bump, the bell ringed and the newly formed trio of friends would part ways to their respective clases. Later throughout the day, they would all meet up for lunch. "Hey so I was thinking...would you both like to visite me flat?" Vincent offered. The two friends were surprised at his sudden offer. "Oh wow, uh, sure man yeah. We could after school." With Kendrick agreeing, Chat would follow suit as well as they would all agree to meet after school and head to Vincent's house. As the school day ends, the trio of friends met up and as Vincent lead them to his house, Kendrick was anxiously looking at his mom's contact info, debating if now's a good time to text her about going to a friends house after finding out his big secret double life. Chat too noticed this and tries to help him out. "What's wrong?" "My mom found out about...the other part of me...and, she didn't look too happy." "Oh...oh." "Yeah. Now I'm trying to decide on how to ask, or now, tell her I'm going to Vincent's house." Chat places her hand on her worrisome friend, trying to put his mind at some ease and soothe his anxiety. "Look, your mom may seem mad at first. But most of the time, mothers get mad because they care. And you've been Violet-Spider for like, a year right? She's probably upset that you kept this secret from her for that long." Kendrick sighs. He knows Chat is speaking facts. "Well, it's not like I planned to have these spider powers and I wanted to lie to her. I only did it to protect her and you. But yeah, I guess you're right." With that being said, Kendrick opens his messages app and tapped on his moms' icon and begun texting her. [Hey mom. I know you've said that we'll talk after school, but a new friend of Chat and mine, his name's Vincent, invited us to visit his house. I promise it'll only be a lil while]. After Kendrick hit send, it was about two to five minutes pass and he was starting to have second thoughts. But then the regrets would fade away as the three dotted reply icon would appear as she's typing her reply. [Ok, that's fine. You're not getting out of this talk. I love you, be safe]. After reading her reply, he texts back. [Thank you, and I love you too]. "Looks like I'm good for now." The group would inevitably arrive to Vincent's house and it was about average but it was exceptionally amazing. Once inside, the whole aesthetic was like something out of a British television program. "Wow, nice place." Chat complimented. Kendrick would spot something that reminded him of his childhood and current dream job. "Woah! Is this a spike plate from a Stegosaurus?" Vincent was surprised and impressed by his knowledge of dinosaurs. "Wow, someone knows their Dinos." "Heh, yeah, I've always wanted to be a paleontologist since I was a kid. Still do." "Really? That's what my dad's job is. Hence why our last name is Stegron." An idea suddenly pops in his head. "Hey...you guys wanna see something really cool?" "Huh?" As they would watch Vincent, he would walk over to a hidden keypad on the wall of the house, type the code, 1-9-7-3, and the correct entered order of numbers would reveal a hidden elevator between the bookshelf. They would gaze and awe. "Woah man. This is some James Bond type stuff." As Kendrick would compliment, they would enter the elevator and it would take them down until it dings and the doors would open and reveal a massive underground laboratory. "Holy crap!" Kendrick and Chat could believe what they were beholden. It was like something built from Jurassic Park.
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The Ultra Violet-Spider
ActionA'ight, let's get this bread. My name is Kendrick King. I was bitten by a radioactive spider and for about a year, I've been Chicagos' one and only, Violet-Spider. I'm sure you know the rest. Fought some gang members, had a run -ins' with the CPD, e...