Miles Morales: Competition

11: Rhino's Rampage

"Woo-hoo! Let's go!" I exclaimed, while swinging freely above Harlem. "Hey, Pete, it's headed your way. Did I miss the convoy?"

"No yet. You're still securing a couple of inmates." He replied from the comminicator in my ear.

"Vader feels good. Seeing the guys who escaped last year going back to the wrap." I replied, coolly.

"Real good." Softly replied Peter. His voice sounded so genial, which made me feel so safe and confident. "The raft's an eyesore, but it's secure. As long as the octopus-related flaws have been fixed."

"Let's hope." I assured him, still swinging. "Okay, closing in on you. Be there soon."

Pete had hung up, allowing me to concentrate on not dying, while web-slinging.

"Should let mom know I'll be late." I reminded myself out loud.

Never mind, it was way too late for that. When I saw the caller-ID was mom, I knew I had messed up.

"Miles, ¿qué tal?, did you get the shopping list?" Asked mom. Man, she sounded so mad. I knew it.

"Hey, mom." My voice cracked slightly due to the fact that I was nervous. Usually, I did her tasks first time, but not this time. "Yeah, but, uh, the Bodega was out of  coconut milk. Gonna check a store downtown."

"Oh, thank you. But avoid Midtown. That prison convoy is making traffic a nightmare." She sweetly replied. Good, she sounded much happier, even though I was feeling really bad about lying to her.

I never even step foot in the Bodega. I just ran away from it.

"Oh, yeah, good call. See you later mom." I shuddered, hearing her hold up. "Man, how does Pete do this secret identity thing? Completely stresses me out."

I resumed swinging to the tallest building in Midtown. I know mom said to avoid the area, but I couldn't leave Pete all alone with those guys.

He needed my help and I needed practice. I ran up the building and had swing again. Without the accompanying sound of Pete'svoice, I was feaking out inside all over again.

I thwipped and swung again.

"Okay, be cool. Be cool." I instucted myself, once again running up the side of a building. "Helping Spider-Man. Protect a giant prison convoy, you can handle this. Breathe in. Breathe out. Be cool!"

I guess my advice had made me feel a whole lot better. I finally made it to the tallest building in Midtown, ready to help Spider-Man stop the convoy.

"P, you here?" I asked, balancing in a crouched position on a pole.

"Just downing some rocket fuel." Replied the voice, that sounded exactly like his. He revealed himself to be in an upside down Spider-position, with his mask raised to under his nose. He was drinking coffee.

I was so confused.

"How are you drinking?" I began to ask.

"Very, very carefully." He tuned in, boastfully holding the cup the correct way up, which was still confusing because he was upside down. "Okay, go time."

We both swung down towards the helicopters and their carriers. As annoying as it had seemed, I became all nervous again.

"This is a big operation." I croaked.

"It's gotta be. Hundreds of felons escaped from the Raft last year." Replied Pete, swinging side my side with me. "Now it's time to move them back in. Police aren't taking any chances. Especially not with our guests of honour."

"One of those guys who helped Doc Ock in there?" I asked, trying hard to keep up with the convoy helicopters.

"I think so. Could be Vulture, it could be Scorpion, could be someone bigger." Began Pete, keeping in time with me. "Okay, we gotta problem."

"Hold back, Miles, stay here." Commanded Pete, still swinging.

"I got this, Pete, don't worry." I hastily said, swinging ahead of him and towards the helicopters.

"Miles, no!" Yelled Peter, his Spidey-eyes  widening, while stretching out an arm.

By the sound of his voice, I did something I probably wasn't meant to do. Well, it was a bit too late, right?

I had already landed on the box and shot some webs, to ensure it was secure.

"Okay, it's secure." I announced to Pete, before realising that I messed up. The box had jolted a little, causing the box and I, who were loosely attached to the helicopter, to sway aggressively side to side.

I was headed towards the propellers. So close to my death. The size of those things could toally cut my face into perfect tres leches slices. Speaking of tres leches cake, was that what the coconut milk was for?

Focus! Focus! You're gonna die and you're thinking about tres leches? I  sceptically thought of myself.

I was thinking of my last few words, but was thankful to learn that I didn't need to say them because Pete swept in and saved me a second before those blades could cut me.

The helicopter had crashed into a neighbouring obstructing building and began plummeting towards the ground with the prisoner inside.

Both Pete and I had shot our webs to protect the flying aircraft from exploding and killing the people inside. It fell- hitting various cars and trucks below in its path.

The scene was madness and my stupidity was to blame for it.

We landed after everything had become calmer.

"I'm so sorry, man. I didn't mean to-" I frantically began apologising, but was interrupted by Pete.

"It's okay. We got this. You just need to contain it before-" Forgave Peter instantly. His kindness was all that I needed to raise my confidence about fighting along side him as a mentee again.

Before we could talk anymore, the trailer behind us  with the prisoner inside, began to jolt left and right. The once smooth and cold metal, was ripped ajar to reveal Pete's long lost "amigo"- the Rhino.

"That happens." Resumed Peter, knowing that it was way too late to do anything about it.

Rhino's evil glowing bright blue eyes had slithered out of the darkness and had harshly stared both Pete and I down.

"Hello tiny spiders." Gruffly said Rhino, now stepping out with his monstorous -sized  hands cuffed together as if they were married.

Swiftly and impressively, Rhino twirled and bashed his cuffed arms against the trailer he was contained in and had  successfully removed the cuffs.

With no more hesitations, Rhino came charging at us with full speed.

I knew that we, well I, was so dead.

WARNING!: Some quotes, characters(Hailey Cooper, Rhino, Ganke Lee etc...) and locations (such as Teo's Bodega, The Raft etc...)  have been credited by Marvel's Spider-Man: Miles Morales by Insomniac Games. The credit goes to them.

The rest I had improvised.

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