The New Power

-All right, you got it, Peter. -Shoot, catch and release! -

It's been 1 month since I got these powers, I've had enough free time to mind my own business since I got suspended for attacking Flash's friend.

There were many witnesses and of course they testified that I was responsible, something typical in any school, you suffer from everything at any time but you hardly do anything to defend yourself and the whole weight of the law falls on you.

I have refrained from telling anyone about this, Uncle Ben could help me in this situation, his gift is quite useful and partly similar to mine, except for the part about climbing walls and other things.

If there's anyone I could trust about this, it would be my best friend... Harry Osborn, if I know, Harry is the son of the eccentric and enigmatic owner of OSCORP, the biochemistry specialist, Dr. Norman Osborn.

Mr. Osborn created his company from scratch, being one of the first to find roots and answers to the emergence of inhumane gifts.

A great scientist of renown, also a genius who has created a whole technological area that is responsible for providing equipment to control and stabilize the most erratic powers.

But even if he was a great man who served mankind, I can't say he was the best father...

It has been several years since Mr. Osborn has been out in public, the last news that was given of him was that he would be working on a project that would revolutionize the human and inhuman world.

It's funny...since that news came out, I never saw Harry again, he left without warning, I tried to contact him by phone and other means, but I didn't get an answer.

-Peter, are you going out again today? –

- Yeah... I want to... stretch a little. –

- Have you finished your homework yet? -

- Yeah, I'm just gonna go out and get some fresh air. –

The best thing is to go with plan A and have to keep everything a secret, I don't know what could happen to the people who knew about this... and above all... what would happen if it got out.

-Well, just like last time... -a hand and a foot, a hand and a...

During all this month I made some curious discoveries, it's interesting what someone with free time can do...

...and someone with powers.

It seems I got all the qualities of a spider, of course without the eight eyes or the eight legs... or a strange taste for insects...

The adherence I experienced was thanks to a kind of micro hair that has emerged from the palms and soles of my feet, I can adhere basically to any solid surface, although letting go is another matter entirely.

However, there is a problem, the adhesion seems to decrease the thicker the material that obstructs my contact with the surfaces, I noticed when using the socks to climb the wall almost asleep, but when using a pair of shoes I need to hold on with my hands.

-Ah, I think I should find a quieter place... -or maybe not...

The noise of the cars is unbearable, especially if you live in a city like New York, all my senses are shot to the limit, it's a little hard for me to see when I'm accelerated, so I have to wear a kind of glasses to adjust my vision.

This could be called the sixth sense or something like that, the truth is I still don't understand its full scope, only that when something is about to happen, my head vibrates slightly and depending on where the danger is or the situation is where that vibration is more concentrated.

-Let's see... how did they get out... Get out! Get out! Shoot! Shazam? Oh, I remember.

It is strange to see a strange mark under your wrists, apparently I can produce a material similar to that of a spider web, only thicker and stronger of course.

Pressing gently on the point closest to my wrist in the palm of my hand, it acts as a kind of pressure shot, it has a considerable range...but also a terrible cost.

The more I use this fluid, with time my wrists start to hurt, I think we could call it "overproduction" and if I want to make use of this I will have to find an alternative.

Anything else I can mention, well... there is.

My strength is not at all common anymore, I even got a little scared, I destroyed part of the bathroom just with a simple hand movement, I think I caused another leak, Uncle Ben will be upset when he finds out.

-Well, another day, New York City...-

I usually watch the sunset, it relaxes me a little and makes me forget the problems around me, and now with these new powers I can be even freer.

I know that, for anyone, having powers is no longer a novelty, it has become an everyday occurrence for all people. But for a little boy from Queens, who longed to fly one day and fight alongside the heroes he admired so much, believe me... it's a dream come true.

I still wasn't happy about this... my illusion went too far and I wanted to go for it all.

"DO YOU HAVE WHAT IT TAKES? Test your strength by taking 3 minutes in our arena with our best fighter, $300 to anyone who can make it."

That's what a sign near the building where he was resting said.

-You fight, huh? -Maybe that's not a bad idea...

It was a terrible idea, a hero should never use his powers for his own benefit, but I still wanted to go for more, to see what my true potential was, which was better discovered another way...

- Well, it's decided, I'm going into the fights! –

I know it wasn't right to decide so hastily, yet in the unlikely event that I managed to win, I would give the money to my uncles, they deserve it, where I would have got it would be a story I would invent later.

There was one detail, no one should know who I am, the fights are broadcast on television, if someone saw me using these powers, a great scandal would be created and of course the consequences would come.

I looked all over the house for something that would serve as a disguise, just something makeshift, but good enough to go unnoticed.

I found one of Uncle Ben's old jackets, from when I was younger, and just now it fit perfectly, and since it was black it wouldn't attract much attention.

A black jacket, a pair of sweatpants and a $5 wrestler's mask from Mr. Bowman's cheap market.

I always imagined that the costumes for the heroes were simple to make, dynamic, but after seeing that the materials for each person cost a fortune... I'll settle for this...

The rules state that the participant may choose to use his or her name, but it is preferable to use an alias for privacy and legal reasons.

- A name? I never considered using a code name like a hero...

The truth is, it was hard to think that I could have this opportunity now, maybe not like I wanted, but it still means a lot to me...

-You're early today, Peter. -

-Yes, Uncle Ben, they let me out of detention early. –

- Your aunt will be here in a while, she'll bring dinner soon. –

- I'm fine, I'm just... I'm gonna go to bed early, so... a little tired. –

- It's all right, son, rest...

I felt bad about hiding this from Uncle Ben, I know he'd support me no matter what, he'd be scared of course, but he wouldn't leave me alone. I don't want anything to happen to them if this gets out.

In this world people are not at all friendly, and behind the curtain of support for humanity, there are always dangerous people doing jobs that are not specifically beneficial to everyone, and I would not want them to have such a problem because of me...

- Dinner's ready. –

- Sorry, May, Peter won't be joining us for dinner tonight. –

- What? Why not? –

- He felt tired from his detention classes. –

- Either that or they're bothering him again. –

- May... Peter is stronger than you think... -

- Is that so? Well, I don't care how strong he is, or how much he grows, he'll always be my little boy. –

- Of course...

Maybe I was just avoiding them so as not to confront the facts, they would realize what was happening to me in an instant, but that conversation they had made me feel more at ease.

Now everything was different, a new path was opened for me, I know what the reason is, having these powers will lead everybody to a great danger, why if now the society is full of them, because my powers are not exactly normal.

Do I sound special? Maybe. Do I want to enjoy them? A little. Are they dangerous? For me and for anyone else... Am I afraid? Absolutely, but if Uncle Ben has taught me anything, it's that no matter how big the odds, you can get out of the hole if you decide to climb.

As I retired to my room, a news item resounded on the television, a news item I would have heard in time...

* Television *

In other news, the famous billionaire heir Harry Osborn returns to New York City to finally join OSCORP's multi-million dollar company. After living and learning many things abroad, Harry Osborn will join his father to continue the great journey that has created his company.

-Mr Osborn, this way! -What do you think about going back to New York? -

- I'm very happy to be back, in my beautiful city, plus I'm looking forward to finally starting work with my father -

- Do you plan to do anything before you start on your new path? -

- Well... I was planning to... visit an old friend...