Look 'bad luck' up in the dictionary. Go on. We'll wait. See there? That picture of an awkward college student tripping over his own feet? That's Peter Parker. He's majoring in chemical engineering, and by some stroke of (you guessed it) bad luck, t...
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Let this chapter be prefaced by the statement that there are unfortunately no frogs here today. Those of you who got the title reference will now revel in appreciation of such a terrible joke, and those who don't will question the quality of this story and maybe think about reading another Spidey book. You can surely find one that takes itself more seriously, but I can guarantee you that this is the only place where you shall behold the blinding (and quite frankly surprising) might of the winsome Will O The Wisp!
A rather Spider-Man-shaped projectile was thrown into the side of a bus with enough blunt force to turn a regular dude into mush, shattering the windows and shaking the thing down to its tyres.
Screams pierced the air as panicked civilians leapt out of the wrecked vehicle, leaving a discombobulated Peter to recover from that ridiculous blow.
"Ow." He sighed. Contrary to what first impressions may suggest, Will o' The Wisp was actually a heavy hitter. He had the ability to alter his molecular density; an incredibly deadly force on its own, but coupled with gravitational negation and light manipulation, it was a cocktail of destruction. Alright now that the fancy wordplay is done, he can make himself heavier without getting fatter, he can fly, and he can shoot lights out of his hands.
Think about a beach ball and a bowling ball. They can be around the same size, but you would prefer to be hit in the head with a beach ball because it is mostly air. A bowling bowl is hard and heavy because it is molecularly dense, so yes you would lose quite a few brain cells and maybe die. Will o' can make himself dense on command, meaning that he can actually hurt Spidey.
Will o' came hurtling forward with his fist raised, but he wasn't counting on Peter's trusty Spider Sense to give him a heads up. Spidey shot a web line into Will o's face and tugged it downward. The villain was pummelled into the pavement face first as Peter flipped through the air and landed a two-footed stomp on his back.
The guy snarled a bit, probably because it hurt, but Peter was already on the move. Another bound followed, and he raised both hands to fire webs onto the wrecked bus that his ass just made a hole in. Gritting his teeth and giving it everything he had, he tugged like he never tugged before.
He pulled the bus towards him, the midsection of it slamming straight into Will o's face.
Spidey landed, feeling a little good about himself, but it wasn't to last. Will o' slowly started getting up.
However, figures on the side of the street caught his eye. It was Annabelle...and Aunt May. His heart froze in his chest. "Hey, ladies!" He called.
"U-Us?" Annabelle mouthed.
Spidey hollered "Get yourselves to safety!"
He felt his heartrate slow as Annabelle and May rushed along with the crowds. However, The Wisp roared "You are nothing to me, insect!"
"I'm...an arachnid actually." Spidey muttered lowly for what felt like the thousandth time in his life.
The Wisp lunged forward like a human missile, further increasing his molecular density. Peter was slammed in the chest by the hundreds of kilograms of force, and felt some of his ribs give way. Yay.
