Gangs & Riots: City In Frenzy

"It's alright. Keep breathing." Spider-Man said as he applied pressure to the bleeding wound. The woman was in her late twenties and was bleeding from her stomach. She was wearing a formal office lady outfit with a shirt under a coat, pencil shirt and black leggings. Wrapping the wound up tightly he lifted her and carried her to the ambulance that had arrived. Laying her on the stretcher he put his hand on her cheek to reassure her. "You are going to be alright."

"Mmm." The lady mumbled out as she was losing consciousness from the pain.

"I wasn't able to get the bullet out because I didn't have any sterilized equipment to do so, she needs immediate medical attention." Spider-Man ordered the police officers who could do nothing but nod dumbly. "Search her cell phone, let her family or friends know that she was caught in the crossfire and to be by her side."

"O-Okay!" The young police officers saluted with made Spider-Man chuckle and pat his shoulder.

"Ease up." Spider-Man said. "You hold the entrance and the exit. I'll handle the rest up there."

"Yes!" The officers replied as Spider-Man turned and rushed towards the Fisk tower. The officer did as he was told as he searched her cellphone and dialled the number she had recently called. "Hello? Mr Bruce? Yes, I'm officer..."

Spider-Man walked inside the building grabbing a vase. He entered the lobby where three masked men were holding civilians as hostages, at gunpoint.

*Whistle~*

Spider-Man whistled as he turned on the camouflage and threw the vase at the man that was farthest from him.

The men snapped their heads towards the direction the whistle came from only for one of them to get nailed in the face by a vase of all things.

"What the-"

"Fucking language." Spider-Man said as he grabbed the man by the head and slammed it onto the reception table before turning to the other guy and kicking him in the gut nailing him to the wall.

He kept moving not turning as the freed civilians rushed out to the building. Spider-Man entered the elevator and pressed number '13' where Hammerhead was trying to access Wilson's PC with no success as Eryl was not allowing him to do so.

"I'm leaving the door open~"

Spider-Man slowly bobbed his head to the elevator music as he waited for the lift to reach the thirteenth floor. "I'm leaving the door open, girl~~"

"We should be dancing, Romancing-"

*Ding!*

Spider-Man's senses blared once again as the door slowly opened and in front of the lift were ten masked men with their guns pointed at the lift.

Even though they had masks on Spider-Man could almost see their face morph into confused ones as they looked at the empty lift.

"It's empty." One of them said.

"Yeah, no shit." Other nodded as he lowered his guns. "You think Marco below are playing a joke on us?"

"Jokes on him then, I fucked his wife." One puffed his chest.

"She is a hooker and you are a pimp." The first one deadpanned.

"So what-"

"That's not the fucking point! What if someone else is behind this?!" The rational one said. "We better check this out?!"

"Well... Where is the someone then?"

"I mean... Well... What if he's Invisible?"

"You are quite smart, aren't you?" Spider-Man said in an amused tone as he startled the group of ten men.

"Who-oof!"

Spider-Man bitch-slapped the man to the floor and kicked the one near the window in the chest sending him flying out of the building before webbing him so that he doesn't fall to his death.

"Gotta love the feeling of slapping someone," Spider-Man muttered. He then punched the one closest to him and nailed a spinning kick to the one that was approaching the downed man sending him into a table.

The rest of the six men huddled up together, sweating nervously, that proved to be a wrong move as Spider-Man webbed them together and kicked the tied up men back, putting them in an awkward position.

"S-Shit! It's the Man-Spider!" One stuttered out and this was the moment Spider-Man decided to make his appearance.

The camouflage turned off as Spider-Man became visible slowly, from feet to his upper body. The man that seemed to be the most reasonable of this wild bunch realised just how grave danger they were in when Spider-Man's arm became visible and there was a blade at his throat.

"It's Spider-Man!" Spider-Man hissed.

"O-Okay! Spider-Man!" He squeaked out trying to lean back to avoid the sharp blade.

"That's better." Spider-Man said as he retracted the blade. "I'm feeling generous today, so I won't kill you."

The men sighed in relief but grew confused with what Spider-Man had to say next.

"Instead. I'll let you hang out together." Spider-Man said politely as the masked men looked at each other in confusion.

"For Sparta!" Spider-Man declared as he kicked the men out of the window and smirked as they screamed like girls. Their fall came to halt as the web strained and they stopped before the head could touch the ground which was only a foot away from turning their heads into splattered watermelons. "Fuu... You guys should be thankful that I didn't pull an Andrew on you and break your spine."

Dusting his hands he continued waltzing towards Hammerhead.

"Spider-Man!" A guy stupidly charged at him with a knife as Spider-Man entered the room in the hall where Fisk's office was. Spider-Man leaned to the side avoiding the stab. He grabbed the man by the hand and flipped him over his shoulder and slammed him onto a table.

"Are you guys deaf or something? I can't believe you didn't hear the commotion outside." Spider-Man said and he flipped over an approaching man grabbing him by the back of his collar and slamming him on the man behind him sending them both to the ground.

He blocked a punch and threw one jab at the gut. Grabbing the hair he kneed the man in the cheek dislocating the jaw.

Letting go of the man, he brandished this blade, redirecting a slash by a knife to the side away from him. He webbed the man's face and kicked him in the knee, making him fall on his face, breaking a lot of things and passing out.

He quickly jumped and attached himself to the ceiling avoiding getting shot. He rolled on the ceiling to the side avoid to more shots before Rolling forwards and launching himself at the man delivered a hard kick to his face flying into a wall. The impact made him cough up blood.

The man tried to breathe through the trauma but didn't get any chance to as Spider-Man webbed the bookshelf and pulled making it fall on the man.

Spider-Man sighed as he heard more footsteps. Spinning on his heels he grabbed the man by the face and repeatedly punched him in the stomach. The hard punches rupture his stomach and by the time he fell to the ground, he was already Half-Dead.

Cracking his neck. He proceeded to make short work of the masked wannabees who were sent by their boss.

They had advantages in number but that was all they had.

"Not really." Spider-Man said in almost disappointment as he twisted a man's arm and then headbutted him knocking the lights out of him. "My disappointment is immense."

Spider-Man kicked the passed out man lightly.

"Well, moving on." Walking to the door of Fisk's office, he entered the door before fucking casually avoiding the projectile attack from the pulse rifle. "How not surprising. Then again... I should have only expected mediocrity from an insignificant and ugly fuck-head like you."

"Spider-Man!" Hammerhead gritted his teeth in anger as he trained his gun at Spider-Man. "Surrender peacefully or I'll have to eliminate you."

"How about... um... No! So, you can go fuck yourself." Spider-Man said.

"Don't tell me I didn't warn you-Mmph!" Spider-Man webbed his mouth and fell with his hands webbed to his chest as Spider-Man yawned in disinterest. Jumping over the table Spider-Man landed both of his feet on Hammerhead's chest who tied to scream but was unable to.

Spider-Man picked up Hammerhead's gun and put the barrel to his throat.

"So, here's the deal. You tell me what you want and I won't kill you, okay?" Spider-Man asked as he deployed his blade and cut the webbing on Hammerhead's mouth but didn't retract the blade.

"Fuck off-" Hammerhead stopped as Spider-Man aimed the blade at his shoulder blade. "Wait!"

"Wrong answer." Spider-Man said as he inched the blade as it penetrated the skin and almost severed the shoulder blade.

"Ahhhhh!" Hammerhead screamed. "You! You'll pay for this-Ahhh!"

"Wrong.Fucking.Answer!" With each word, the blade went in a bit more. "What are you doing here?"

"The codes!"

"What codes?"

"I don't know-Ahhh!"

"Let's try that again. What codes?"

"The vault's!"

"What vault?"

"His research facility!"

"Oh... I see." Spider-Man said nodding in understanding as he pulled back removing the blade from his shoulder and retracting it which made Hammerhead sigh in relief. "You are bullshiting me, aren't you?"

"What?" The only reply he got was a right hook to his face which shook his world. "Ugh!"

Spider-Man pulled back his left hand and delivered a savage punch to his jaw within the holding back and a loud crack rang out through the room.

"Accelerated heartbeat and respiratory rate, irregular brain pattern and I could go on but that would be wasted on you." Spider-Man grabbed him by the collar as he pulled him up as his visor glowed menacingly. "What are you really planning."

"Ha... ha... hahaha!" Hammerhead somehow wheezed through his dislocated jaw as looked defiantly in Spider-Man's eyes which made Spider-Man narrow his eyes as he pulled his hand back once again and punched roughly putting the dislocated jaw in its place. Hammerhead coughed out blood but continued laughing. "You are just a kid pretending to be a hero-ahhh!"

"I am not a hero." Spider-Man stressed as he stabbed the man's thighs. "Tell me! What do you want?!"

"What... we want?" Hammerhead repeated through the pain as he flashed a bloody grin to Spider-Man. "We want New York."

*Boom!*

*Boom!*

*Boom!*

Multiple explosions rang out one after another in quick succession as Spider-Man looked up to see smoke rising from different parts of the city.

"Eryl?"

"Groups of armed men wearing masks have surfaced in different parts of the city. They are attacking and terrorising places of interest like banks, parks, malls, roads, etc." Eryl reported as the HUD displayed clips from various CCTV cameras.

"While you are here, wasting your time on me! My men are plundering the city like ants in frenzy!" Hammerhead said with a crazed smirk. "The Maggia will take over New York and you will watch it-"

"Bitch, shut the fuck up." Spider-Man stabbed his blade through Hammerhead's mouth and tore it open. "I hate when villains babble on, stroking their dicks and not giving out any useful information."

Spider-Man flicked the blood and grey matter off his blade as he tossed a couple of explosive bombs in Fisk's office and one in Hammerhead tore open mouth.

"Normally I would have reserved myself from Killin you in public but when the city is up in the flames I don't think anyone would miss a third-rate villain like you." Spider-Man said walking towards the window and punching it breaking it open. "Also, it's not anyone who saw what happened here except me and you. I'm not a saint enough to turn myself in and a dead man would tell no tales after all. So long."

Spider-Man jumped out the window and the bombs exploded behind him.

"I should stop blowing Fisk's office like this. I don't think he's too thrilled about it." Spider-Man mused as he swung towards the nearest area where the riots were taking place. "But then again, it would give me something to rub it in his face during our inevitable clash."

Performing a flip Spider-Man landed on top of a wasted car.

"Ayo, put your fucking hands up! All eyes on me! All eyes on me!" Spider-Man exclaimed in a sing-songy voice making the men stop whatever they were doing to look at the new arrival.

"...Now, who the fuck are you?" A gruff voice growled out gaining Spider-Man's attention as three sharp claws dripping in blade pointed at him.

"Spider-Man." A calm and collected voice, questioned in a surprised tone. Red costume gleamed brightly in the sunlight as two small horns protruded from the top of the mask the man was wearing.

Spider-Man groaned in realisation as he recognised the two costumed individuals in front of him.

"Oh! Fuck me sideways!"

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Alternative Titles:

-Poor Fisk

-MC is as grey as the grey matter

-Nothing broke this time... At least not much.

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So, firstly I'm sorry for the delay. I do have an explanation of it but it may sound like an excuse but do hear me out. I'm sick. Fever and all. I've been working overtime at my job because I need the money and there's no way else for me to pay my bills. So I should have expected this. I took two days to recover and now I'm back and hence this chapter is finally done.

I also recognised that we were able to achieve 1000 power stones which is fucking insane and almost 700K reads!!! So, after this chapter, you can expect a mass dump of five chapters which will hopefully cover the Gangs & Riots Arc and the long-awaited lemon.

So, score for y'all!

Anyways, two more characters were introduced in this chapter and they are..... Human-sized Godzilla and Pennywise the clown! Yay!

Just kidding, not even close but ya know I had to troll. Anyways, please look forward to the next chapter'sssss' and please pray for my recovery.

I'll see you in the next one.

Love.