{Several Weeks Later}
You are perched on the side of a building in your spider suit with your backpack unzipped beside you. You are holding your star and planet locator trying to work it. You look up at the night sky.
You: That's not it.
You take out your Astronomy book and flip through the pages. Even on patrol, you had to get your college work done.
You: Where the hell would Aquila be?
You continue to work on homework, until your spiders sense goes off. You turn to your right towards the Whitney Museum of Art. You see a window on the top floor cut open, and a blur of a figure had just got in.
You: Of course. The schoolwork will have to wait. Not that I'm complaining.
You put your stuff back into your bag and zip it up. You toss it to the side and web it to a roof fan, then leap off the building.
THWIP!
You swing towards the museum, and soar up to the top floor. You enter through the hole in the glass and make it to the floor of an exhibit. You walk down the corridor, and look at the paintings. Most of them are behind glass in rooms. They all looked intact.
You look at painting of Edward Hopper. It was a self-portrait.
You: Imagine making millions off of a painting of yourself? Crazy.
You turn around and cross your arms, wondering where the culprit can be. Suddenly, you hear a buzzing noise from behind the glass. You turn around, and see another hole behind cut inside the room. The slab of drywall falls, and the culprit climbs through it. She lands on her feet and looks at you through the glass.
It's Violet. The Black Cat.
Violet: Hey, Spider.
You: Violet?
It's been half a year since you've seen her. After she finished freshman year at ESU, she left. You figured she went off the grid.
You: What are you doing here?
Violet: No how are you or how's life treating you? Just straight to what my intentions are?
She walks closer to the glass, facing you. She runs her claws across the glass.
Violet: You look nice. Have you been working out?
You: Uh...I guess.
Violet: Are you still with Clem?
You: Yeah. Why is that important, again?
She smirks.
Violet: Shame.
She's become more flirtatious since the last time you've encountered her.
You: Back to the real topic, what are you doing here?
She walks over to the painting of Edward Hopper and takes it off the wall.
You: Interested in artwork now?
Violet: Not really.
She then breaks the painting in half, and takes out a USB drive.
You: Huh. That's something.
Violet: The one I needed....
You: What's all this for?
Violet ignores you and begins to climb back up to the hole she came from.
YOU ARE READING
Spider-Man Male Reader x The Walking Dead Game
Fanfiction❝ When you can do the things that I can, but you don't, and then the bad things happen, they happen because of you. ❞ After being given the proportional agility, strength, and speed of a spider, Y/N L/N must learn to tackle his life as a hero and as...