webnovel

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Throughout the city, through the canyons of high-rises and crane loads/arms, Spider-Man swings. There's a certain ebony to his costume that wasn't there before. He swings, spins webs, dodges bullets, and saves people. With his webbing, he leaves crooks tied to lampposts, for the cops to collect.

At the police stations, Lt. Stacy isn't sure he enjoys filing the paperwork for the crooks his men pick up, after they find them "webbed down." But then May Reilly calls him to check on him, and for as long as it lasts, he smiles, loses himself, and changes his mind...

As for a certain black cop under his command, Officer Jefferson Morales, he takes almost NO pride in cutting loose crooks Spider-Man apprehends with his webbing. He may have to work for his whole career, but one day, he WILL stop Spider-Man, and he WILL make sure Spider-Man pays for EVERYTHING he's done to obstruct justice...

High above, Spider-Man swings to the top of a building. Perched between two wary gargoyles, he stares down upon the Big Apple, through his mask.

He takes off his mask; it's getting hot. The face of Miles Morales gawks down at the city, in awe. He never thought he'd cross paths with the honor of replacing one of his childhood heroes. But so far, it's been a blast.

He, like everyone else, is still sad the original Spider-Man is dead. But at whatever cost, Miles is committed to making sure his predecessor did not die in vain.