Trouble

Wonderful morning. I slept right. I cooked Mother some light breakfast. Gone to school. Nailed my teacher- I mean- Chemistry test. Got off the school without hitches.

Now let's do some Gang money stealing- I mean- It's not stealing if it already stolen right? Or if it's dirty money. Just using it for more productive and good purposes.

'Stop kidding yourself, you're connected to me. I know what you're scheming.' Eve harrumphed on the background. I rolled my eyes and said mentally, 'Please, just do it, cover my clothes and bag this time. I feel stupid yesterday running around with my sweater saying "Midtown High", right?' I sighed.

I heard a small chuckle, 'Yeah, I know. You left it on for tge readers to see. Stupid MC.' Eve really hates me.

But anyways, let's kick some bad guy. First, I know a guy that knows everyone in low places. Chinese gang to Russian cartels. He knows the ground, the dark and the dirty. Second he needs some convincing, I'm talking about bribing him. But I don't have any money to give, I'll just use the forceful way.

Turk Barret, looks like simple man selling shoes, but in reality, he's tge broker, the information book of the underworld. This guy, one time he's a shoemaker and in the other, he's a homeless man.

Spotting him in the distance, I know what method to spill your guts. Good ol' Interrogation mode.

I sneaked in his back, punched him to dstract, webbed his back, and hanging him in a tall building. He yelled, but it's pointless. Basibg in the rough neighborhood, no one cares about you.

I punched the wall behind and shouted, "What do you know about the gangs here! Don't make ask twice." I really should award myself an award winning acting in playing interrogator. I do sound scary.

"Wait, wait, wait, I-I know any gang's here. Please spare me." He puts his hands up in resignation, very afraid of what happened to wall behind him.

I smirked mentally, can't believe that it was so easy, "Then, where is it? The location, the name of the gang, and how rich are they!"

"I-I know some Russian human trafficker! They should be doing transactions right now! In the harbor, the crates are full of women and children. That's all I know, I promise!" Turk ia really spilling right now, very convenient.

"Don't worry, Turk. I'll give you some share, later." With that, I swung away. My destination, the harbor. Let's be real, bad guy hideouts are always on the unpopulated area and the best choice are always abandoned building , harbors for easy transport by the sea and away from authorities.

In thr harbor, I use my cloaking ability, enabling me to sneak and electricute any lone watchmen. Further and further outside the harbor, I heard crates with banging noises. Must be the women and children.

I need some serious decisions here. First, call the police, they will help me as a distraction while releasing the victims, no need to escort them. Secondly, immediately take out the bosses and use the remaining web bombs to restrain large quantity of bad guys. Thirdly, hang up the bosses as another distractions, this time for the police, while I take the money bags away. Fourthly, enjoy! Should be easy.

I contacted an annonimous call to the police. Surely, they will believe me right? Alright, let's do this. I finish the call and waited with my enhance hearing.

The police alert cry made the human traffickers panicked and immediately tried to secure the victims and their bosses.

I sneaked again to the opening of the crates and punched the locks, opening it. Seeing the disheveled looks, along with sweat and dirts on the victims faces. I shouted, "Come one, you guys are free now. Don't worry, I'll handle the crooks and you guys head to the police with your hand up. They won't shoot you. Now go!" And I hurriedly swung away, taking any guys that'll secure the victims.

Swinging in high altitude, I saw large groups of men, huddled together and ready to fire their weapons in a formations. Bad luck for you guys. I threw the remaining 3 web bombs and sricking white fluids splash on them. With them restrained, I looked further back and saw their boss, I presume, and used cloaking, masking my presence. Sneaked at their back, I sent high voltage of electricity in their necks.

Very satisfied with myself, I hanged them up and threw notes that this is the works of the great hero, Black Spider. I know, it's not the best name but it was suggested by a reader. Sue me.

Anyway, Batman can't know that I used his name, you know? He would travel in this universe and kill me himself. No spider sense, no superpowers, no mutant powers can stop him from killing me. Maybe, except to my Mother. I dunno.

I quickly spotted the money bags and got swinging back home. Tomorrow is a new day and I will buy loads of materials and ingredients.

Swinging home, I finally felt the weight of the money bag. Makes me feel so happy and excited, maybe I should steal from gangs when I have a chance. They're bad guys in the first place and Police would focus on the criminals. Win-win situation.

Anywau, as I was going home, I heard an alarm. You know the sound of bank alarm? Yeah, that one, means I have to work again and stop robbery.

Landing on the building infront of the bank, I scoured information by observing. No, i didn't accomplished that so another plan, get cloakin' and visit inside.

I got inside on the top of the bank and slowly crawling like a prey. In my estimation, 6 armed guys and 10 hostages. 2 are guarding the hostages, 2 are getting the money and the last 2 guards the entrance.

Priority: Get the hostages and shield them. In my head, I plan to take out the two, who's getting the money, they're isolated. After taking out the strays, neutralized the guards from the hostages, when the entrance guys hear the commotion, I could use a symbiote shield, protecting the hostages.

Lets go! I remained in cloaking, slowly approaching the two guys laughing their ass of like they already got the money. Shocking their heads, I smirked, who's laughing now. I ignored the money and continued my hostage situation. I sent Eve mental command, 'Stinger please and prepare a big black goo shield.'

'Aye aye, Captain.' Eve is really the reason my life isn't so boring. In my knuckles sprouted three black blades and in my forearms was a readied shield, in case of need.

Easily cut through their rifles, becoming useless and grabbed their heads to smash on the floor, webbed them up to be safe.

The entrance guards heard the noise and quickly pointed their weapons at me. 'Eve, the shield!' I quickly hurdle with the hostages.

Damn, hostages, panicking and shouting is all they did, making my job harder but oh well, I would be panicking in gunpoint. But also damn this last robbers, they're dumb. Wasting their bullets in the shield, just waiting for them to hide and reload.

And they did, before they hide to reload, I swoop in and web their weapons, resulting of knives fight. No knives can penetrate my symbiote. I quickly dragged their heads and shocked then wuth Bio-electricity.

Woo, that's was exhausting. I turned to the scared hostages, " It's fine now! Come on, let get out of here! You guys are free." I approached them while they're are wary but a glint relief in their eyes.

"Just put your hands up and follow me to that entrance we'll be safe. Come on, let's go." In the end, they trusted me and followed me outside.

I looked at the bright light of the police barriers. The police was shocked and pointed their guns to me, "Put your hands up, freak!"

I laughed and said mentally, 'Stupid cops' And finally to scare them, I shot a web to his pistol and quickly swung away leaving a note to the web, saying, 'You're welcome, from your friendly neighborhood Black-Spider!'

Well, that was the only note I have so, no puns, no funs. Sue me.