17 Chapter 17

By the end of the first session everyone there was sweating, kendo was hard, it wasn't just swinging a sword. It also involved a lot of hand to hand movement that required stamina, though I don't think I'll suffer for it.

"Alright class good work for today, I'll see you all around tomorrow, same time. Joey! Don't be late!"

"I'll try sensei Wing!"

She smiled as the rest of her students left leaving her and I alone. She sat down before me and smiled, "so what do you think? Think you can keep up?"

"If I do will you advance me ahead of the class?" I asked her. She looked surprised, confused even, so I explained, "they're way to new at this to be you're best class, I'm assuming there are different levels, probably at different times. I was wondering if I learnt them well enough you wouldn't hold me back."

Colleen looked surprised, "I would never hold back a promising student. If I believe you are worthy then yes, I would advance you. But don't get you're hopes up just yet Peter, it isn't as easy as looks."

I smirked, "I think I got it."

Colleen chuckled, "really?"

"Yup," I got up and walked over to the sword stands, picking up a wooden bonto, "can to try me?"

Colleen looked unsure before shrugged, "why not. Show me what you got."

I nodded as I proceed to show her the three katas she had taught the students today. One that was a basic attack and block combo, the next one added leg movement and turning the body and the last one added more complex swings that were difficult for some to do, but thanks to my agility I managed my own.

Colleen started, "w-what?! How did you do that? Have you been trained before?"

I shook my head, "no, I just saw how they moves and copied it. Well, I also noticed a few mistakes, so I corrected that a well."

Colleen's eyes went wide before she smiled, "I would be honored to teach you Peter."

I bowed, "thanks you Wing sensei, I won't disappoint. Will your next class be coming soon?"

Colleen nodded, "yes I have three more classes after this. Why? Do you wish to stay?"

"Yes."

"Alright, but you mustn't practise the techniques I show them today, understood? They are extremely dangerous and only a master can perform them without issues. So no getting greedy, understood Peter?"

I smiled, "wouldn't dream of it."

I spent the next three hours watching students come and go. Colleen had pretty good system to be honest, kendo taught to the beginners first then more advanced techniques and combat for the second batch.

The third was taught several hand to hand combats and the fourth group, which had only seven people for Colleen to teach, was trained into the ground to be fighters. I knew this wasn't the full Hand ninja training program, the fourth class kids were still too full of opening for one to exploit.

No, these guys would be taken to the facility where they wou further trained and brainwashed, I remember the Iron Fist mentioning the compound was in New York, but I don't remember where. Damn me and my stupid brain!.

I payed Colleen for the month and reached home earlier than I thought that night. May was pleased I found a dojo with much more sensible timings, though she didn't realise how I basically just made a deal with an army of fucking assassins. If she did I don't think she would be standing.

The next day I got up bright and early and went for a jog. The very mention of physical exercise seemed to have brought my aunt, she looked at me like I was a foreigner to her before smiling, "MJ is a wonderful influence on you Peter."

And I got pissed, "I'm not doing this for her or anyone else aunt May," I hissed with hostility she wasn't expecting, "I'm doing this for me."

I had two hours to work in some kind of exercise before school started. I ran for half the time and spent the rest in the hangar where I swung from chain to chain. It helped me with my balance and control, giving me some experience swinging large distances.

Unfortunately it seems I spent way too much time there. I had to run back to my home at full speed and got ready. I must have taken a bath and changed in record time. I came downstairs and saw breakfast ready for me.

"Morning Peter," Ben greeted as he looked through that morning's paper.

"Morning uncle Ben," I wished him before stuffing my face with breakfast.

Ben blinked, "slow down Peter! You're going to-"

I coughed.

He sighed, "chock. Here, have water, don't rush."

I drank it, "can't late. Need to catch bus."

"Well then I'll drop you," Ben told him, "now finish your food."

I nodded as I quickly did just that. I walked out of the house in a few seconds with uncle Ben following slowly.

As I stood outside though I noticed MJ waiting outside her own house. I smiled, 'did she wait for me?' But before I could say anything though I found a convertible driving down the road stopping before MJ's house.

My eye widened as I saw Harry in the driver's seat honking, "MJ! Come on!" he yelled.

"Coming!" MJ called out as she got out and ran to Harry slipping into the front seat. She smiled at Harry who took off like a bullet.

I couldn't help it, I growled. I fucking growled.

"Peter," Ben sighed, "she's not abandoning you."

"Really? Because it sure feels like it," I spat back, getting into the car, "come on uncle Ben, I'll be late."

He sighed as he got the car and ignited it, "Peter, she's just happy she has friends. Can't you understand that?"

"No uncle Ben I do understand that. I also understand that the moment she did, I was completely ignored and forgotten."

Ben took the car out of parking and drove out to the street, driving slowly to the school, "Peter, just because she doesn't talk as much doesn't me she see's you as less of a friend."

"Maybe she doesn't, but I do," I sighed, "honestly I don't understand why I'm complaining, I don't even have friends. But damn it uncle Ben it hurts being ignored."

Ben smiled, "I know son, I know. But it will get better, I promise you." I didn't reply, I just looked out at the passing scenery and wondered, 'should I even bother being her friend anymore?'

That day I got to school and didn't bother with talking to people in general. I wasn't looking forward to any of the classes, I barely survived them. I did take notes and the like, studied french the best I could, I didn't break from schedule.

After school I went to the Chikara dojo where Colleen allowed me to participate with the rest of the beginers, though it became obvious I was far more skilled and graceful than them. Spider powers for the win!

I arrived at Queens via train and as I walked out of the train station I heard some scream.

My eye went wide, 'a mugging'! I realised as I shot out the door like a bullet and looked around. I saw someone being pushed into an alley by three guys across the street. Wasting no time I put on my hoodie and charged.

"You're jewels and money rich guy, or I'll fucking stab! You where you stand!"

"Okay please don't hurt us!" a man said standing protectively before his girlfriend as three thugs stood around them with knives.

"Hey ass face!" I yelled out.

The one closest to the street looked away, "what-" and connected his face to my boot, breaking his nose and sending him flying backward.

"Get him!" the other thug yelled out as the last one tried to take me on. He thrust his blade forward, trying to rip my stomach open, but I managed to dodge them all, my spidey senses helping me to predict what was going to happen.

Suddenly he roared and charged forward, trying to grab me, but I jumped over his head, landed on the other side and sent a kick into his back than landed him on the ground.

Before anyone could react I charged the last thug still standing and grabbed his knife, I got it to stick to my hands, pulling it out of his grip before throwing it away.

"What the fuc-" my punch connected to his face so hard I felt his nose crack under the impact. He went flying back.

I turned to the last thing getting up, kicked him in the stomach, hard. The air in his lungs got knocked out, he rolled around holding his solar plexus in pain.

"T-thank you," the man replied.

I didn't turn around, my face being obscured by hoodie. I looked at them both before running away as quickly as I can. I may not be a superhero, but a single skinny kid beating up and thrashing three thugs? Yeah right, like I can explain that!

I got him that night with a smile.

"Oh, had a good day at the gym?" May asked.

"It's a dojo aunt May, and yeah, I did," I smiled remembering the muggling I stopped, the people I saved. I was right, if I actually knew how to fight I could be so much cooler!

"Well that's good. Wash up Peter, we're having your favorite tonight! Pizza!"

Oh this day just gets getting better and better!

In case it wasn't obvious, this isn't going to be an MJ and Peter Parker thing, not right now anyway. No prize in guessing which pairing it's going to be.

Also yes, I am going into a vague area of the Marvel universe with Colleen and all, but that's the point.

I hope my compression of Batman and Spider-man were accurate.

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