A Terrifying Spider-Man (Male Spider-Man Reader x Creepypasta)

Chapter 18: Realization

Johnny Storm sat on a roof, legs dangling over the edge as he stared out at the city as crime begin to slowly go down with Y/N's violent return, but no longer as a hero or a villain. The wind rustles Johnny's hair, but his cocky grin was absent. He took a sip of his drink and sighed, waiting for his companion to speak.

Next to him, Logan was quiet, his brow furrowed as he took in everything Susan had said earlier. They weren't exactly best friends, but in their years of fighting alongside each other, they'd grown a strange understanding.

Johnny: So, what do you think? Y/N pulled away from us. Says he's tired of being treated like he's just some 'street-level' hero, never one of the real 'team.' He started killing people, criminals and citizens alike. He's done with all of us.

Logan: That's a load of crap. I've fought beside L/N enough times to know he's respected. Guy's one of the best we got. If he's feeling like that, it's in his head.

Johnny: maybe, but I dunno, man. He's serious. He's calling himself the Deadly Spider. Said he doesn't feel like he's one of us. Like he's a 'fill-in' whenever we need someone. I thought it was nonsense too, but he's not messing around.

Logan scoffed, taking a swig from the beer bottle in his hand.

Logan: L/N's always been a bit too self-sacrificing for his own good. He's saved the city more times than I can count. If he's feeling underappreciated, he's not seeing the bigger picture.

Bus as soon as Logan said that, something nagged at the back of his mind. He'd fought with the Avengers plenty of times, but he'd always seen how some of the higher ups, Tony Stark, Clint Barton, Scott Summers, Charles Xavier and so many more, tended to view Y/N. He wasn't given the same level of responsibility or respect, despite all the heavy lifting Y/N has done.

Logan grunted again, and push the thoughts aside.

Logan: Look, the Avengers are tough crowd, but no one thinks Y/N is just some small-time player. He's earned his place.

Johnny: has he though? Because that's not what it looks like from where he's standing. He's been fighting alongside all of us for years, but no one ever really treats him like an equal. When you're off saving the world, who's down here in the streets? When we're at the Hellfire Gala, partying it up with the mutants, who's out there protecting the city? Y/N.

Logan opens his mouth to dismiss the point, but Johnny's words hit harder than he expected. He remembered the Hellfire Gala, the lavish event where all the major players in the mutant world and beyond mingled. Everyone was invited including, Peter, Miles, Cindy, Gwen, Flash, Julia, Anya, hell, even Doctor Doom and J. Jonah Jameson was invited. Everyone but Y/N, it didn't seem like a big deal at first, he was Spider-Man, sure, but it was easy to think of him as separate from the "big leagues."

And Logan remembered something else, a detail that gnawed at him. That night at the Gala, while they were all slipping Krakoan wine and showing off mutant technology, a serious threat had attacked the city. Logan heard of the aftermath and how Y/N had been the one leading the charge, swinging across the city to save lives while the elite superheroes were too busy with their political posturing and mutant pride.

Logan was out on the streets too, trying to contain the chaos, but he'd been out there alone. No backup from the Avengers, no support from the X-Men. It was just him, Y/N, and the people of New York. No fancy suits, no Godlike powers. Just grit.

Logan took another sip of his beer, the memory hitting harder now. He hadn't thought much of it at the time, he'd always been more of a lone wolf, but now, looking back, he couldn't help but see how that night had unscored Y/N's point.