Spider-Man: The Wrestler

Chapter 9: Makings of a Wrestler

(A/N: It's now been over a month since Australia has been put in lockdown, but apparently, some shops will start reopening on Sunday. God, I really hope there is a vaccine soon, I'm sick of being cooped up at home, only allowed out for work)

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The following morning, Peter arrived at the stadium that Chen told him to go before being coaxed into a car where it takes them to a warehouse where he was met by Alistair, much to his surprise, and a very big man with a bald head in what looked like an expensive suit. "Ah, Mr. Parker." The big man said. "So glad you could accept Mr. Chumsworth's offer. I'm Wilson Fisk, and you recognise Mr. Smythe. Now, we've already set you up for next week's wrestling match. You'll need a spider themed wrestling name, and we've just finished your suit and weapons of choice." He then turned to a nearby corner. "Dillon, bring it in!"

A young man with glasses and wearing coveralls soon came in, carrying a briefcase before placing it on the desk. "Wait, you were expecting me to take you up on the offer?" Peter asked.

"Something like that." Chen replied.

"When did Mr. Smythe started working for you?"

"Well, Mr. Osborn fired him, and I learnt of it through a source." Wilson replied as he held his hand out to the briefcase for Peter to grab hold of, and opens it, showing what looked like gauntlets.

"Now, those are cool."

"With what Chen told me about you, I believe you were bitten by the spider that caused the explosion at OsCorp." Alistair said as Peter picked one of them up. "So, I designed these as your weapon of choice. Call them, sort of, web shooters." Intrigued by its design, Peter puts one of the web shooters on his right wrist before noticing an empty oil drum, turns to it, and holds out his arm, hoping for the web shooter to fire a web shot, but nothing happened. "Try moving your wrist downward." Taking his advice, Peter moved his wrist down, but moved his middle and ring fingers onto his palm before the web shooter then shot out what looked like a line of web that hits the drum, surprising the upcoming wrestler. "Impressive."

"And, just out of curiosity, Petey-Pete." Chen said to him. "What will your wrestler name be?"

Peter took a few seconds to think, until he remembered what Pixal called the day he got bit and accidentally showed off his powers to her. "Spider-Man." He replied.

Chen thought a little bit. "Crude, but not bad. Spider-Man, it is. Now, it may take some time to find your first opponent, so, you may want to have some practise with your web shooters. And get yourself a costume so that nobody will recognise you."

"Go to this warehouse..." Alistair said as he hands Peter a note. "Anyone hardly uses it."

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Acknowledging the paralysed scientist's advise, Peter was on his way to the warehouse when a nearby alarm soon went off, causing him to turn and see a middle aged man with brown hair, wearing a leather jacket over a stripped grey and green shirt and grey chinos, running away from a jewellery store, holding a sack of jewellery in one hand, and a Walther TPH in the other. The man nudged Peter as he passed by before running across the road. "Somebody stop him!" The jewellery store owner called out.

Choosing to take advantage of the situation to practise his web shooting, but not wanting to expose his powers, Peter notices a nearby sunglasses display and discreetly grabbed a pair while rushing into a nearby alleyway. Donning his hood over his head, scarf over his mouth, and the sunglasses he stole over his eyes, Peter quickly climbed up the wall behind him before holding up his left arm to fire a line of web at a nearby building before jumping off the roof. He briefly swung along the sky, whooping as he did so before running along the building until he turned to the side where the thief was as he made a right into a market. Firing another web line, Peter swung over to a nearby sign before landing on top of it to see the thief coming past it before holding out both arms to fire web lines at his back. "Surprise!" He yelled as he did so. The moment they hit his back, the thief fell down as the upcoming wrestler then fired a few web shots to hold his hands and feet down before jumping off the sign, runs through the crowd of onlookers, who were amazed at how he caught a thief in what looked like webbing. "Who are you?" A woman asked.