RWBY x SPIDER-MAN Volume 1

Eye of the Storm

A/n: Guess who's back, not me lol....

3RD POV

Peter lets out a frustrated sigh as he lands on a building ledge, catching his breath and looking over the city. The view does little to calm him.

Spider-Man: Unbelievable. I stop a psycho with a blade from turning Weiss into a pincushion, and what do I get? Police sirens and handcuffs. Welcome to Vale, Parker—where 'thanks' comes with a side of 'you're under arrest.'

Spider-Man crouches on the ledge, staring down at the quiet streets. He clenches his fists, feeling the sting of the evening's events.

Spider-Man: I don't get it. First I save her life, then the cops treat me like I'm the bad guy? What do they want me to do, let the assassin win?

He pauses, letting the frustration out in a controlled breath as a tired sigh.

Spider-Man: Guess I should be used to this. It's just like back home with Jonah calling me the menace of New York, for what? Just doing a bit of Showbizz to get money so I could support my Aunt. But here? It's like they're not even trying to see the work I'm doing. For crying out loud, I'm just trying to get home.

He thinks of Weiss, of her cold dismissal when he is Peter Parker. For some reason, her words cut deeper than he expected.

Spider-Man: Tch... and Weiss... the Ice Queen's got some nerve, acting like I was about to make things worse. Sure, Peter Parker hasn't been all great to her, but to be fair... I could've just left her to deal with that Shadowblade creep. But no—I had to play hero.

He hangs his head, his voice softening for a second.

Spider-Man: Not like she asked for it, though. Maybe she didn't even want me there. Maybe.... didn't even need my help... Ugh.

His web-shooters twitch as he flicks them in frustration, sending a stray line of webbing at a nearby antenna. He watches it stick, feeling his anger simmer.

.....

.....

.....

Parker gets back to the Beacon dorms. He lifts up the window of his dorm room and looks around to see his 'team' sleeping. Peter makes his way over across the room, he takes off his suit and gets into sleep wear. But he isn't going to sleep, just yet.

Peter: Great, I just had to chase the "ShadowLame" across several buildings and missed the last bullhead back to beacon.

Peter picks up his backpack, and gets out his homework.  He places the papers down on the desk, and pulls the chair out, turning on the lamp stand, and sits down. He begins to write down on the paper...

....

...

....

???: Parker...