PROLOGUE: The Crime Master

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THE CRIME MASTER'S POV:

The dim, flickering light from the single bulb above cast long shadows across my cell. The walls, cold and unyielding, were a constant reminder of my current predicament. But a cell, no matter how fortified, couldn't contain my mind. My intellect remained as sharp and precise as ever, and I, the Master Planner– the Crime Master– was already laying the groundwork for my escape and subsequent plans.

As I sat on the hard cot, I began to articulate my thoughts, each one a thread in the intricate web I was weaving.

"Incarceration. A temporary setback for a mind like mine. These walls, these bars... they are mere trifles, unable to contain the brilliance of the Master Planner. My intellect, my vision, extends far beyond this confined space. And soon, I will be free.

The Spider-Men of New York believe they have won, that their city is safe with two of their kind remaining. The Ultimate Spider and the Crimson Spider have left the stage, but the Amazing Spider and the Spectral Spider... they will face the full wrath of the Master Planner.

First, I need to secure my freedom. An escape plan, executed with precision, using my mechanical arms and the naivety of those who guard me. Once free, I will seek out old acquaintances—those who owe me favors, those who share my disdain for the web-slingers.

Electro, the human dynamo with the power of electricity coursing through his veins. Easily manipulated by promises of chaos and control. The Vulture, that old fool Adrian Toomes, ever eager to prove his worth, to reclaim his lost youth. And The Enforcers, skilled mercenaries—Montana, Fancy Dan, and Ox—whose loyalty can be bought for the right price.

These individuals, once assembled, will follow my command, executing each phase of my plan with military precision. We will strike at the heart of the Spider-Men's lives, unravelling their sense of security, their friendships, their very existence.

And as they scramble to piece together the fragments of their shattered world, I will stand at the center of the web, pulling the strings. Each move they make, each breath they take, will lead them deeper into my trap.

Oh, how sweet the taste of victory will be. To watch their hope turn to despair, their strength to weakness. To prove, once and for all, that intellect and strategy will always triumph over brute force and juvenile heroics.

Soon, very soon, the name "Crime Master" will echo through the streets of New York once more, and the Master Planner will achieve what he set out to do: the total and utter defeat of the Spider-Men.

I smiled to myself, feeling the first stirrings of satisfaction. My escape was imminent, and my plans were already in motion. The Spider-Men had no idea what was coming. And that was just the way I liked it.

TO BE CONTINUED...

AUTHOR'S NOTES:

Just realized I'd made a mistake in this chapter 💀... Safe to say, it has been edited.

-SPDR10

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