Spider-Man's POV
The names Peter. Peter Parker. Or as most people know me as Spider-Man. I live in NYC with my aunt may. My parents left me when I was young for some very dangerous business. My uncle Ben died seven months ago. He was shot and I swore to avenge him.
I was walking home from school when suddenly I heard a scream.
"Please, please, just leave me alone! I don't have anything!" I heard as I hurried into an alleyway.
The voice sounded like Gwen's. Gwen Stacy. The most beautiful girl in the world.
I ripped off my jacket and jeans to reveal the suit. The Spider-Man suit. I quickly slipped on the mask and ran up onto the roof.
I stalked the scene from a roof above and listened to the cops.
"Hostage situation boys! 4 Men. 3 Women. Looks like 3 Children. One person is the chiefs daughter! So let's make this quick" I heard one cop call out.
Crap. There's no way in for me without somebody getting shot.
Wait a second! In the back of the house there's an entrance to its basement from the outside. If I could get in there I'd be able to get inside and get the hostages out safely.
I swung down and around behind the house and landed very quietly. I ran over to the door to the basement and pulled.
"Oh no..."
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