19 Gangs & Riots: I am not a hero
"Oh, fuck me sideways." Spider-Man cussed
before flipping off the car and landing a dropkick onto the Maggia grunt that was nearest to him. "Let's save the introductions for later, Wolverine, Daredevil."
"Ah, fine with me." Daredevil replied as he twirled his batons and smacked across the face of an approaching grunt.
"More costumed clowns. Just my day." Wolverine grunted he stabbed a man in the chest and kicked him. "I just wanted to drink my beer in peace."
'Says the man who would wear a bright yellow suit later in his life.' Spider-Man rolled his eyes as he smacked another grunt across the face with the help of a broken car door. 'How are you any better than the knuckle-headed ninja wearing a bright orange jumpsuit?!'
"Hey! No killing!" Daredevil yelled as he ducked under a punch before grabbing the man by the hand and slamming him to the ground.
"Is that something you should be worried about right now?!" Spider-Man yelled as he chained flips to avoid getting shot. Landing on his feet he webbed a motorcycle and spun it around and slammed it into three men, breaking a lot of bone and possibly disabling them for the rest of their lives.
Spinning a web, Spider-Man used it as a garrote entangling the man of the man who tried to punch him and flipping him over his shoulder to slam him on the guy coming at him from the other side. The downed man tried to kick him but Spider-Man blocked the kick and wrapped his web around the leg before kicking it at the side breaking it at an awkward angle.
"Aaahhhh!!!!" The man screamed.
"Aaahhhh!!!!" Spider-Man clowned him before stomping on his face. "Bitch, shut the fuck up."
"Look out!" Daredevil cried out in alert as a man tried to stab him but Spider-Man saw it coming miles away.
Spider-Man leaned to the side avoiding the stab and headbutted the man with the back of his head which made the man drop his blade in shock. Spider-Man used the opportunity and delivered a low-blow, which was followed by an uppercut. The pain almost made the man lose his consciousness but Spider-Man wasn't done yet. He wrapped the web around his neck and tightened it.
The man choked as he struggled to breathe. He tapped at his hand weakly but Spider-Man did not relent.
The rest of the men trained their guns at him but didn't fire as they seem shaken by the brutality as Spider-Man then proceed to lift the man by make-shift noose making his suffering even worse.
"Drop your weapons." Spider-Man said in a no-nonsense tone as the men looked at each other visibly shaken. Not getting the response he wanted Spider-Man deployed his blade as it gleamed ominously in the light and placed it at the man's throat. "Now!"
One by one the men dropped their weapons and raised their hands. Satisfied, Spider-Man let go of the man as he dropped on the ground and tried to scramble away from him.
"See... It wasn't that hard, was it." Spider-Man said as he retracted the blade.
"Now that's just biting my style." Wolverine grunted in displeasure as he looked at Spider-Man gauntlet.
"Stay pressed." Spider-Man simply flipped him as he proceeded and the Daredevil starred to tie the men up.
"You are skilled." Daredevil said as he approached him. "I am Daredevil as you already know and I have heard a lot about you, Spider-Man. How you have been protecting the people of New York. It's a relief to me that I'm not the only one who's cleaning up the streets."
"Then you haven't heard the full story yet. I'm not a hero." Spider-Man said as he carefully patted Daredevil's shoulder. "I'm the farthest thing from it."
"You aren't evil either, at least I don't believe it." Daredevil said turning towards him.
"Then you are choosing not to believe in it." Spider-Man said as he switched his attention towards Eryl. "Connect me with Yuri Watanabe."
"I-" Daredevil began but Wolverine stopped him.
"Let's save the philosophical shit for later." He said in a gruff tone. "We have a lot of shit to clean up."
"I..." Daredevil wanted to refute but sighed as he realised that he was right. "Yes, how's not the time."
"Watanabe you are late for the date again." Spider-Man said as picked up a Glock and inspected it.
"Not now, Spidey. I'm a bit tangled in some deep shit!" Yuri's voice was strained as a gunshot rang out in the background.
"Shit! What happened to inform me before you jump into hot water?!"
"I forgot for god's sake! I didn't have enough time to think! Motherfucker! Take that!" Yuri exclaimed as Spider-Man heard her shoot. "I know I'm late-"
"Like always."
"And I should have given you a heads up and I'm not going to apologise for that right now. I need your help." Yuri said in a ragged voice. "My men are dying. Please, I'll make it up to you."
"...hah. I'll be there." Spider-Man said sighing to himself. "Don't die on me."
"Not until I get my kiss, ya know." He heard Yuri reply in a joking manner before the call disconnected.
'Is it just me or the ladies over here way too direct.' Spider-Man thought to himself as he turned towards the other two vigilantes who were waiting for him to finish up.
"Connect me to Captain Stacy."
"You sure have friends in higher places." Daredevil commented as he folded his arms.
"Must be nice." Wolverine said even though he honestly didn't give a shit. He just wanted this day to be over.
"I've helped them out every once in a while." Spider-Man shrugged off as his call connected to George. "Hello, Captain. It's me Spider-Man. I'm sending you coordinates to the place. Send your men here and pick up the trash. Okay, bye."
"So... Are we just going to leave them here like this?" Wolverine asked as Spider-Man jumped and sat on top of a street light.
"Would you rather sit here and play watchdog?" Spider-Man asked curiously and didn't get an answer. "Yeah, that's what I thought. The police are on the way and these guys aren't going anywhere. If they know what's good for them they'll be good dogs and sit without moving an inch and if they don't..."
The men shuddered trying to appear as small as they could.
"I'm heading towards the east block, my friend needs me." Spider-Man said. "You two should head west, north is behind handled by S.W.A.T."
"Okay, Let's meet up at Foley Square and handle the situation over there once we are done without current objectives." Daredevil suggested and Spider-Man nodded in agreement.
"Sounds good to me. See ya later." Spider-Man webbed away giving Daredevil a mock salute.
"Alright, alright." Wolverine grunted as he began moving. "I just don't understand why are we taking orders from a kid."
"You saw him fight, right?" Daredevil asked baffled. "The kid has more than enough skill and strength, he just doesn't know the right path yet."
"He has balls, I'll give it that to him." Wolverine grunted as he got on his motorcycle with Daredevil taking a seat behind him. "Let's get this shit done."
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Smoke rose up from flames that consumed the streets of downtown as the Maggia grunts destroyed everything they came across.
The NYPD were grasping at straws as they tried to help civilians and fight off the relentless Maggia grunts.
Yuri Watanabe was normally a beautiful and collected individual but the state she was in right now was far from her usual appearance. She was covered in dirt and grime as she ducked in cover, avoiding the bullets that flew overhead.
She was bleeding from her head and a bullet had grazed a shoulder which too had been bleeding. She had managed to stop the blood flow using her handkerchief but her efforts would all be for nought if she died here in the end and she really felt like she was going to die today. All her officers were injured or dead. Only, Bart, Trish and she were left and these bastards won't allow them to retreat even if they wanted to.
"Ahhh!"
"Bart!" Yuri yelled as Bart fell on the ground screaming in pain as he was shot in the chest. Yuri scrambled towards Bart as her face morphed into one that of horror. "No, no, no! Look here Bart! Keep breathing! Look at me!"
Yuri applied pressure on the wound but it keep bleeding.
"Fuck! Bart! Keep breathing no-" Yuri's breath hitched in her throat as she felt a muzzle on her head.
"Say your prayers, bitch." The man smirked with ill intention as he caressed the trigger.
"Nooo!" Trish screamed in despair as she tried to reach out towards Yuri but the man holding her tightened the chokehold.
"Die!" The man yelled.
*Bang!*
"Ahhhh!"
A gunshot rang out and the man holding Yuri at point-blank dropped to the ground holding his hand as it now had a hole in it.
*Bang!* *Bang!*
Two more shots rang out the man on the ground and the man holding Trish hostages were dead as Spider-Man landed on the NYPD van with a Glock in his hand which with smoke emitting from the barrel.
Spider-Man was not happy.
"Eryl. Kill all the camera's in this area. I want any possible eyes watching this gone because..." Spider-Man said as he deployed his blade. "I am about to get crafty and when I'm done with these bitches... It won't be a pretty picture."
"Roger." Eryl didn't need to told twice.
"Rahh!" Spider-Man flipped off the top of the van and landed cutting off the streched of the approaching man before giving his leg the same treatment.
Spinning on his knees he avoided a kick and instead of blocking the second kick that followed, he stabbed the blade through the kneecap and twisted the blade making the man fall to his now missing knee and burying the other blade in his face.
Spider-Man felt no remorse as he slaughtered one enemy after another. He felt numb as he twisted a man's hand and kicked him in the side with such force that his arm got ripped off as the man was sent flying with a missing arm.
Bart is important to Yuri. She is important to him.
He can't fuck this up.
Grabbing the last one by the face he lifted the man off the ground and slammed it so hard against the group that it splattered against it.
Spider-Man looked up in the sky as the sun began setting. Blood dripped from his blades as well as his mask.
"S-Spider-Man...?" Trish called out carefully as she picked herself up and approached him. Spider-Man grunted acknowledgement but didn't say anything. He used a web and pulled up the body like he always does and tossed his explosives.
"Let's get out of here." Spider-Man said as he pulled Trish by her arms towards Yuri and Bart. He grabbed Yuri as well and pulled her away from Bart. "Get inside the van, take all the officers with you and get the hell out of here. I'm about to blow this up."
"But, what about-"
"I'll get Bart to hospital." Spider-Man said firmly in a no-nonsense tone and Yuri knew he wasn't going to take a no for an answer. He picked up Bart in a princess carry and patted his cheek. "Hang in there you dumbass... Everything is going to be alright."
Spider-Man securely grabbed Bart and begin moving towards the New York Hospital.
"Hey... S-Spidey. Promise me something-"
"Shut your trap. I'm not promising you anything." Spider-Man said cutting Bart off. "Shut your mouth and don't go raising the flags!"
"Ahaha." Bart laughed through the pain as he leaned into Spider-Man. "You know, you are the closest thing I ever had as a brother. Please look after Yuri. As an orphan she looked after me in any way she could, she understood me. You understood me. You both are the best family I could ask for."
"Shut up! Shut up!" Spider-Man said refusing to listen. "Please! Just shut up."
"Y-You are my hero." Bart smiled even though there were tear in his eyes. "I wanted to be like you."
"I am not a hero! How many times I have said that?! I kill people! I fucking kill people! I'm not a hero!" Spider-Man yelled as he tried to hurry towards the hospital. "Why would you?! Do you think you are immortal?! Shut the fuck up and let me concentrate!"
"Y-You... I don't give a fuck what the world thinks about you... You are a hero to me. You are my hero. You are Trish's hero. You are Yuri's hero... You saved us. I wanted to do the same..." Bart smiled as he began to feel weak. "Hey... Can you at least tell me your real name.. haha? I promise I'll take your secret to the grave with me."
"You think this is a joke?!"
"It's f-funny to me." Bart replied. "I got my wish. I fucked up bag guys, I saved people... I don't have regret man. Maybe just one... I wished I had lost my virginity. Haha."
"You stupid..." Spider-Man laughed as he for the first time felt conflicted since he arrived in this universe. "Why didn't you tell me before?... I could have arranged something for you."
"N-Nah... Would have been too embarrassing and I ain't giving my first time to no hooker." Bart grinned. "Just kidding... Come on man... Tell me."
"...Peter Parker." Spider-Man said as Bart's eyes widened in shock. "My real name is Peter Parker."
"Fuck..." Bart said before laughing and coughing up blood. "Can believe Spider-Man is just a handsome brat, wet behind the ears with a harem, haha."
"I'm more than just that." Spider-Man smiled as he landed in front of the hospital and ran inside. "Hey! This guy needs medical attention, now!
"So, I've come to know." Bart smiled as he extended his hand and patted Peter on the head. "H-Having a little brother isn't bad after all."
"Please..."
"Noo... Just shhh." Bart smiled as he bumped Spider-Man's chest with his fist. "You... You are my hero, Peter Parker."
"Bart..."
"Never change..."
"..." Spider-Man felt a crack form in his heart as he laid Bart on the stretcher and his hand fell to the side...
Lifeless.
He had lost the count of dead bodies he had seen. Most of them had been the result of his own two hands and yet now... Why is this so different? Why...
Why does it hurt so much?
"I'm sorry to say this... Mr Spider-Man but the young man is no more." The doctor said in a soft tone even though he was unnerved by the tall and intimidating figure of the famous/infamous Spider-Man. "He had already succumbed to his wounds, I'm sorry. There isn't anything we could do."
"He's dead..." Spider-Man repeated the words. The words in his mouth tasted bitter and his vision was getting blurry.
He wasn't losing it, no.
He was... Crying?
"Where is he?! Where-Spider-Man!" Yuri came rushing through the entrance followed by Trish and a very worried George Stacy. "Where is Bart?! Why are you so quiet?! Answer me?!"
"He's dead..." Spider-Man nearly choked on his own words.
"What..." Yuri whispered in disbelief. "Nonono! You are lying! Tell me you are lying! This can't be!"
"He's dead." Spider-Man said shaking himself as he steeled himself.
"No! No! No! No... You are lying... Please..." Yuri began sobbing as she buried her face in Spider-Man's chest. "Please... Tell me that you are lying."
"I... I wish I was lying." Spider-Man said as hesitantly hugged Yuri to comfort her. "I really wish I was."
Bart was gone.
But the men because of whom he was gone were still alive and out there.
"Not for long..." Spider-Man clenched his fists and steeled his resolve. "I'm going to tear apart every motherfucker out there and I'm going to enjoy every second of it."
"There will be a hell to pay."
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Alternate Title:
- Bart from Chapter 9
- What makes a hero, a hero?
- A vow made in blood
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So, I was today years old when I found out that WN is a petty bitch who can just delete my 3 fully fleshed out chapters just for no apparent reason and haha... I'm not mad. Not at all... not fucking at all.
Sigh. Anyways, I've learnt my lesson so I downloaded another app where I'll be storing whatever chapter I'll be writing as a backup. So, coming to this chapter was my attempt at giving out MC a real motivation since after reading some to not make his character too shallow. This is my first time writing a scene as this and I cried like a baby when I was writing this trying to channel and create the scene in my brain. I hope it came out as beautifully as it did in my head.
So, I'm back in good health. Thanks for your prayers and your support. Also, someone asked me if I have a Patreon and I sadly do not since I simply do not have enough time to attain it and well, I'm just starting out. But if any of you are interested in supporting me I could create a PayPal link for donating and helping me in a creative direction. That way I won't have to work Over Time doing a job I hate and write my ass off and dish out more chapters for you, my cute minions.
Well, it's just a thought right now but do let me know if it's a good idea and you'd be willing to help this broke-ass sob boy live a bit, lmao. Sounds so cheap but I'll take it.
Anyways, I'll see you at the next one.
