A/N: HERE! ...Yeah, sorry, I couldn't resist, that really doesn't work if you guys don't read this chapter right after reading the last one, oh well. Well, let's continue on, shall we.

Disclaimer: I don't own Spider-Man or Puella Magi Madoka Magica

ACT 1: Origins

Chapter 4: Great Responsibility

The Crusher charged at Nakazawa attempting to grab him, but out of fear he leaped up into the air, clinging to the cage at a safe distance. The Crusher looked around, wondering where he was, until he finally spotted him high on the cage wall.

"Hey, what are you doing up there?" The Crusher demanded irritated.

"Staying away from you, just because I hide my face doesn't mean I want it to get rearranged." Nakazawa said teasingly.

"Get back down here bug, or I'll make you." The Crusher threatened before slamming himself against the cage wall, causing it to violently shake. Nakazawa was a little on edge, but his wall crawling powers allowed him to stay on with ease. He considered just staying up there till time ran out, but that wouldn't be very sporty, plus this was supposed to be a field test of his powers, it would be pointless if he didn't put in any effort. "Grr, get down here already!"

"Ok, ok, geez, don't get your panties in a twist." Nakazawa replied as he flipped off the wall and landed behind The Crusher. The wrestler quickly turned around and came at him once more; Nakazawa quickly shot two web lines to the top of the cage and used them to leap over him. Once he landed he quickly turned and caught The Crusher's let with a web line, pulling on it and tripping the large wrestler. The Crusher rolled to his back, about to get back up, but then saw Nakazawa leap up and come down on him with a drop kick; The Crusher quickly rolled out of the way and got back on his feet. Nakazawa didn't waste anytime as he threw a punch at The Crusher, his fist landing square on his chest, but astonishingly the Crusher didn't even seem to feel it. Confused, Nakazawa threw a few more punches, adding a little bit more power, but from what he could tell The Crusher didn't seemed fazed by them at all.

Eventually, The Crusher grabbed Nakazawa's fist in mid swing and threw him against the ropes, grabbing him as he bounced back and suplexed him onto the mat. Nakazawa wallowed in pain on the ground for a moment, amazed that he was still conscious, and then struggled to get back up.

"Still awake huh, well not for long." The Crusher said as he grabbed Nakazawa off the ground and slammed him against the walls of the cage. The crowd cheered/cringed every time Nakazawa hit the metal bars; he was slammed four times before The Crusher finally let him fall to the ground.

"Finish him off!" Nakazawa heard somebody say and then saw the Crusher be handed a crowbar. The Crusher raised the blunt instrument over his head as he charged at Nakazawa, about to bash his skull in, but before he could Nakazawa brought his leg up and kicked The Crusher in the gut, making him stagger ever so slightly.

'Man, this guy can really take a hit, not surprising since he does it for a living.' Nakazawa observed. 'Alright, let's put a little bit more power in it.' He thought as he kicked him again, with little difference. 'Nope, still no good, ok, a little bit harder,' He kicked him again, this time making him step back a little. 'Just a little bit harder,' He kicked him a third time, causing some more noticeable damage. 'Yep, that's it.' Nakazawa thought as he kicked him five more times at that intensity, dazing The Crusher enough for him to get back on his feet. The two opponents stared each other down; they knew this was going to be the final clash. The Crusher gripped his weapon tight and Nakazawa kneeled down in a defensive stance. With a battle cry The Crusher rushed up to him, crowbar rose above his head, and once he was in range, Nakazawa stepped forward and delivered a powerful uppercut, sending him flying into the cage wall and then onto the ground motionless. The crowd went wild, realizing that the match was over and Nakazawa had won.

"One, two, three, that's it, that's it, WINNEEEEEEEERRRRRRR!" The ref cried exceptionally loud, matching the audience's own cries.

"UUUUUNBEEELIEEEEVABLE folks, with only seconds to spare on the clock, the challenger has defeated the legendary Hayama "The Crusher' Junichi, by knock out no less!" The announcer cried incredulously, hyping up the audience that much more. "Looks like this kid has quite the future ahead of him, ladies and gents, give it up for the new champion, SPIIIIIIIIDEEEEEERR-MAAAAAAAN!" Nakazawa was speechless, he had won, not just survived, WON, he defeated the legendary Crusher, his very ideal of manly toughness since he was a child, it was… overwhelming. He listened as the crowed chanted his name, the name he had given himself on a whim in his room, Spider-Man. Nakazawa decided to enjoy the moment, raising both his hands in the air in triumph, the crowd's cheering intensifying.

"Twenty-nine thousand, thirty-thousand," The fight promoter counted out, handing the stack of bills to the young masked boy. "There you go kid, don't spend it all in one place."

"Thank you very much." Nakazawa said politely with a bow.

"No, thank you, this event was a huge success thanks to you, if you're ever interested in doing this full time, don't hesitate to call us." The promoter replied with an excited smile.

"Uh, thanks, I'll keep that in mind." Nakazawa said as he put away his winnings. "Well, good bye." He said as he left the office, the promoters waving after him.

"Man, I can't believe a shrimp like that actually pinned The Crusher." The other promoter said incredulously as he counted some money.

"I think most people would agree, hell I didn't even think we'd have to actually pay anyone today." The first promoter responded with similar disbelief.

"Well, no real harm done, we made a killing tonight, I told you it was a good idea to raise the price of admission." The other promoter said.

"Not to mention all of the publicity we're gonna get when word gets out The Crusher was defeated here, the fans are gonna be pouring in!" The first promoter said with enthusiasm. "Man, hope we hear from that spider guy again, he's a real money maker." With that the promoters continued to count their revenue. Some time later the door to their office swung open, an angry looking man with blond died hair walking in and throwing a sack on the first promoter's desk.

"Hey, what do you think you're…" He began to complain, but was silenced when a gun was cocked in his face.

"Put the money in the bag." The thief ordered.

Nakazawa couldn't help but smile as he counted out his winnings of the night. He had changed out of his costume and was now walking out in front of the MCWL building.

"Wow, thirty thousand yen, I don't think I've ever seen so much money before in my life." Nakazawa said. "With this I'll be set for a good while, maybe even…" He was interrupted by the sound of the door of the building swinging open; he looked over and saw a man with a bulging sack rushing out. "Huh, what's going…" He began, but got his answer when the promoters, as well as a few security guards rushed out of the building after him.

"Stop that guy, he has our money!" The promoter cried.

'Ah, a thief!' Nakazawa exclaimed in his head, watching with wide eyes as the thief began sprinting towards him. He turned to face the thief about to enter a defensive stance. 'Oh man, this is bad, I've gotta do something, I've gotta…' Nakazawa caught himself, relaxing his form as he realized what he was doing. 'Wait, what am I saying, I can't do anything, I…' He thought until the thief reached him.

"Move it kid!" He ordered as he shoved Nakazawa out of the way, making it to his car that was just behind the boy. The car started up and he drove away at great speeds, the security guard barely making it there to catch the license plate number.

"Damn, he got away!" The security guard lamented before turning to the shaken Nakazawa. "You alright kid?"

"Huh, uh, y-yeah, I'm fine." Nakazawa stuttered.

"That was really dangerous what you tried to do there, he had a gun you know." The guard scolded, having saw Nakazawa move in the thief's way.

"I… I'm sorry sir." Nakazawa said with a bow.

"It's fine, just be careful from now on, and let the proper authorities do their job." The guard replied, putting a hand on his shoulder.

"Well that's all well and good, but what about our money?!" The promoter asked in an irritated voice.

"Calm down, I got his license plate numbers, I'm calling the cops right now." The guard stated, taking out his phone and dialing the number. "Remember what I said kid, now get out of here."

"Uh, yes, thank you sir." Nakazawa said respectfully before walking away. He looked back and listened as the guard told the police a description of the car as well as the license plate number, he then turned around and lowered his head.

'That's right, powers or not, I'm just a civilian, I don't have the right or authority to try and go catch criminals like that, what was I thinking.' He thought to himself, wondering how he could've been so stupid, even now he could easily catch up to the car, but he wasn't a cop, he couldn't do that without getting in trouble himself. 'I'll just leave the rest to the police, I shouldn't get involved in things that don't concern me.' He decided, returning his attention to the path to the train station.

Nakazawa let out a tired sigh, standing at the train station. "I had to go all the way across town to get this book for Nee-san, and now I have to wait for the next train to come so I can go home." He mumbled to himself, looking down the track as if that would make the train come sooner. After a few minutes of waiting his phone began to ring. He looked at the caller id and saw that it was Miki Sayaka.

"Huh, Miki-san, did she have my number?" Nakazawa said with a puzzled expression. "Hmm, oh yeah, we exchanged them when we met, she's just never called me before." He remembered, and then smiled once he realized what she must have been calling him for. "Finally going to ask me for advice about Kamijou huh, it's about time." He said before answering the phone. "Hello."

"…*sob* N-Nakazawa-kun…" He heard Sayaka's distraught and shaky voice through the phone, she had obviously been crying.

"Eh, Miki-san, are you ok, what's wrong?" Nakazawa asked with concern, it was never good when a girl called you crying late at night.

"…K-Kyousuke… Kyousuke was… *hic* Kyousuke was in an accident…" She finally managed to stammer out through her sobbing. Nakazawa froze, the bag with the book in it falling out of his hands as his grip loosened. He just stared out into space as he processed what Sayaka had just told him, gauging the severity by Sayaka's continued crying.

"…What?"

Nakazawa ran through the halls of Mitakihara City Hospital, frantically looking at the numbers and names on the doors to find the one he was looking for. Eventually, he spotted the name Kamijou Kyousuke, sliding to a stop and swinging the door to the room open.

"Kamijou!" Nakazawa cried, freezing in the doorway at the sight before him. Kyousuke was lying in a hospital bed, all battered, bruised, and bandaged, with one of those transparent breathing masks over his mouth and nose to help him breath. In the room with him were Kyousuke's parents, Eisuke and Kyoumi, his mother crying and being comforted by his father, and kneeling by his bed was Sayaka, sobbing into his sheets.

"Nakazawa-kun, you came." Kyousuke's father, Kamijou Eisuke said, brining Nakazawa out of his shocked daze.

"W-what happened?" Nakazawa choked out, still shaken by the sight of his friend in such a horrible condition.

"Kyousuke was… run over by a car earlier this evening." Eisuke informed with noticeable difficulty. "I don't know all of the details myself, but apparently the car was being chased by the police, and in its haste to get away it…" He couldn't even finish the explanation, if he continued any further he would probably start crying as well, he needed to remain strong for his wife, as well as Sayaka. Nakazawa just stared at him with a shocked expression on his face. He the bed, he looked even worse up close, the cuts and bruises were very much noticeable and he had a cast on both of his legs and his left arm. As if sensing his presence, Sayaka looked up at him from her kneeling position, her eyes red and tears streaming down her face.

"…*hic* N-Nakazawa-kun… it… it was awful, one minute he was just walking down the street and the next… *hic* *hic* oh god!" Sayaka said before breaking down crying into her hands at the memory.

"Miki-san, you… saw it happen?" Nakazawa inquired with surprise.

"…I saw him walking through the business district, I guess he was nervous about tomorrow a-and was taking a walk to calm his nerves…" Sayaka explained, well aware of her crush's habits. Nakazawa looked at the girl with sympathy, he couldn't imagine what it must have been like to watch the boy she liked get in such a horrible accident. He turned his attention back to Kyousuke's parents.

"Is he going to be alright?" Nakazawa asked with great concern.

"We don't know, the doctors haven't said anything to us." Kyoumi replied, calming down just a bit.

"…I… I'm sure he'll be ok, it's just a couple of broken bones right, he'll… be fine." Nakazawa said in as confident of a tone as he could muster, however, the more he looked at Kyousuke's broken form, the more he felt like it might have just been wishful thinking. Just then, as if on cue, the doctor entered the room, everyone's attention turning to him.

"Doctor, how is my boy, will he be alright?" Eisuke asked frantically, the doctor looking at him with a look that made everyone nervous.

"…Well, this is difficult to have to say," The doctor began, everyone bracing themselves for the worst. "He will live of course, he didn't receive any major damage to his brain or any internal organs, so he should be awake within the next few hours." He informed, slightly relieving the boy's parents.

"…But?" Nakazawa said he could just feel there was a "but" coming.

"But he has received critical damage to his legs and arm, multiple fractures and internal bruising in all of the wrong places." He continued. "With some rehab he should be able to walk again within the next month or two, however… his hand…" He trailed off, as if avoiding telling the rest.

"…What about it?" Nakazawa urged, the only one in the room with the courage to do so.

"It has been very critically injured, some vital nerves have been damaged, some completely beyond repair."

"Doctor, what exactly are you saying?" Kyoumi stated, squeezing her husband's hand.

"We'll need to do some further testing, and of course we'll do everything we can, but from the looks of it… he may never be able to move his left hand properly again." The whole room was silent, only a few shocked gasps could be heard as everyone processed what they were just told.

"…Y-you can't be serious Doctor," Eisuke stated. "Kyousuke is a musician, a highly gifted one at that, he… he was supposed to play at this big concert in Tokyo tomorrow!" The man cried, no longer able to hold back his tears.

"I understand this is difficult to hear, and I promise you we'll exhaust every possibility to help your son play again, but I must advise you to remain realistic." The doctor insisted, much to Eisuke and Kyoumi's devastation.

"No… NO, you have to fix Kyousuke's hand, you just HAVE TO!" Sayaka shouted. "You don't understand, music means everything to Kyousuke, if he can't play anymore it… it'll CRUSH HIM!" She insisted, Nakazawa knew for a fact that she was right; music was his whole life, what will happen when he can't play anymore.

"I don't know what else to tell you, we need to do some more testing to fully understand the gravity of the situation, but chances are he won't be able to play anymore. I'm sorry." The doctor sincerely apologized, though it did little to lift their grief. Upon hearing the news Sayaka went right back to crying into Kyousuke's sheets, Kyoumi also began crying again and Eisuke did his best to comfort her.

Nakazawa just stared at the ground, horrified, how could this have happened, this is the worst possible think that could happen to his best friend, just how the hell were they going to tell him that he couldn't play his violin anymore. Nakazawa returned his attention to Kyousuke's sleeping form, his eyes falling on his left hand, at the moment is seemed the only think keeping it together was the white cast placed on it. He couldn't bear to look at him anymore, turning away and fighting back tears of his own, once he looked away he spotted a TV on the wall opposite of the bed, most likely for the patient's viewing pleasure. The device happened to be switched on and the program that was running caught his attention, it was a live news broadcast, the words "high speed chase" scrolling across the bottom of the screen.

"…Hey… hey wait a second…" Nakazawa said as rushed up to the television and turned up the volume, everyone turning their attention to the news report.

"…police officers pursued the vehicle all across Mitakihara's business district, and after a long chase they have finally managed to pin down the criminal in an abandoned building just outside of…" The news reporter on the TV said in a professional tone.

"The Business district, t-then that's the one who did this to Kyousuke!" Sayaka declared.

"Thank goodness, he'll be facing justice soon." Eisuke stated with a small hint of relief.

"…Unfortunately the officers are unable to enter the building as just before the criminal took shelter there, he grabbed a hostage from the street and is currently holding her at gunpoint. As the main priority is the hostage's safety, the police are now trying to think of a way to safely extract her and arrest the culprit." The news report went on, the screen showing live footage of officers conversing with each other, as well as a shot of the building itself. Nakazawa was silent as he watched the television screen, his face slowly going from a shocked expression to an infuriated glare. His hands balled into fists and he couldn't help but let out a growl at the thought of the man who did this to his best friend hiding out in that building, about to hurt another innocent person. Suddenly, without warning, Nakazawa sprinted out of the hospital room, an angry but determined look on his face.

"Eh, Nakazawa-kun?" Kyoumi said quizzically as she watched the boy leave.

"Hey, where are you going?" Sayaka inquired as she chased him to the door, only to watch him dash down the hallway to the stairway. Sayaka looked back at Mr. and Mrs. Kamijou with a confused look, the adults also baffled by the boy's sudden departure.

Nakazawa ran out of the hospital and into an empty alleyway, he opened up his backpack and changed into his costume, leaving his street clothes and backpack lying in the alleyway behind a dumpster. He slipped on his mask and without a moment's hesitation he leaped up and started crawling up the side of the building. Once he was on the roof, he began leaping from rooftop to rooftop, until he got a particularly high building that was further from any others than he could jump. This didn't stop him, as he casually leaped off of the building and shot a web line at on of the other buildings, web slinging through the business district.

'You bastard, you BASTARD, you're gonna pay for what you've done to Kamijou, I swear you're gonna PAY!' He thought with an angry scowl under his mask as he web slinged in the direction he remembered the news said the criminal was being held up in. Nakazawa was furious to say the least, he wasn't even thinking about being caught by the police or being revealed as some weird spider freak, he was just focused on avenging his best friend.

Eventually, the building on the news came into view, police cars littering the streets around it. Nakazawa landed on a building a few blocks down in order to avoid being discovered by the police. He leaped across the rooftops until he was on the building right next to the one the criminal was held up in, he looked at the cops that were surrounding the place, none of them seemed to notice him yet. He leaped off the rooftop he was on and landed on the wall of the target building, quietly crawling in through a window.

…

The criminal was sweating nervously, peaking out of one of the windows to see the sea of police officers, all of them gunning for him.

"Tsk, damn cops, I knew I should've taken the license plates off of my car before I did this." The criminal cursed. As if the stress of his imminent capture wasn't enough, a constant, annoying whimpering could be heard, echoing throughout the empty room. It was coming from his hostage, a young woman he had grabbed off of the streets, and was currently holding tightly by the arm. "Grrr, I thought I told you to pipe down, I can't think straight with your constant crying!" He shouted as he tightened his grip on her arm and pointed his gun in her face, just making her cry more.

"…P-P-Please… d-don't hurt me…" She begged between her sobs.

"Then SHUT UP!" He ordered, the woman desperately trying to silence her whimpering. "You're lucky you're the only thing keeping those cops from storming in or I'd have already shot you for being so damn annoying!" He looked back out at the police filled streets, wracking his brain as to what his next move should be. The police were shining searchlights into the windows of the building, trying to get a visual of its two occupants, as they did, out of the corner of his eye, the criminal saw a shadow on the wall, it looked human, but it seemed to be… crawling.

"Hey… hey who's there!?" The criminal asked, pointing the gun where he had seen the shadow. However, the intruder was now behind him, repelling down from the ceiling on a single strand of web, not saying a word as he stared at the paranoid criminal's back. As if feeling his presence the criminal turned around, but only aimed his gun at the air as the intruder retracted back to the ceiling. "Somebody's in here, show yourself, or I swear I'll blow this lady's brains out!" He threatened, pressing the gut up against the hostage's head, causing her whimpers to escalate.

The criminal looked around, awaiting the figure to emerge into plain sight. However, without warning, a web was shot at his gun, and before he realized what was happening the weapon was pulled out right of his hand.

"Huh, what the…" He said with surprise, but before he could ponder any further, the figure swung down and with a loud grunt delivered a strong kick to his face, knocking him to the ground and forcing him to let go of the lady.

Nakazawa landed on the ground gracefully, looking on as the criminal writhed in pain. He was out for revenge, but he wasn't a killer, he made sure to hold back his strength just enough so he would stay awake for the rest of his beat down. He then turned to the lady, who had fallen to the ground as well and looking up at him with a terrified look on her face.

"Hurry, get out of here, the police will help you outside!" Nakazawa said with haste, much to the lady's relief.

"…T-thank you…" She breathed before getting to her feet and rushing to the stairs. Nakazawa then turned his attention back to his prey; he had shaken off his kick and was now scrambling for a set of double doors in an attempt to escape.

Nakazawa wouldn't have it, rushing up and grabbing him before he had a chance to open the doors. He slammed his head into the windows of the doors, shattering them on impact and gaining grunts of pain from the criminal. He tossed him to the ground, looming over him as he tried to get back to his feet. However, this proved to just be a façade, as he took out a knife hidden in his jacket and began swinging, Nakazawa's Spider Sense warning him and allowing him to effortlessly dodge the slashes. He grabbed the criminal's wrist on the fourth slash and twisted his wrist to disarm him, he then landed an uppercut that sent him flying into the air, only to bring him back down with a web line and knee him in the torso, sending him across the room. Nakazawa approached him as he struggled to stand up again, the boy couldn't see the criminals face in the darkness, but he assumed he was terrified from the noises he was making.

"W-W-Wait, I give up, I'm sorry." The criminal pleaded as he backed up near one of the windows, putting his hands up in defeat. "I'll return the money, I-I'll turn myself in, ok, I'm sorry!" Nakazawa couldn't help but get incredibly angry at his words, his fists tightening and shooting him a glare from behind his mask.

"Sorry, will "sorry" heal my friend?" Nakazawa said, venom dripping from every word. "Will "sorry" give him back what you took from him? Will "sorry" give him back the dream he has worked so hard for!? Well, WILL IT!?" He screamed, grabbing the scumbag from the collar and lifting him up against the window. Just then, the searchlight fell on this very window, allowing Nakazawa to finally see the man's face. His eyes widened in horror, he had seen this man before, not too long ago in fact, earlier that very day. He was the robber from before, the one that stole the money from the fight promoters after the tournament… the one he let get away.

Nakazawa was silent, the entire event replaying in his head, from seeing the robber approach him, to letting him shove him to the side and get to his car, and of course, watching as he sped off. Then, he visualized that same car running over his best friend, crushing his arms and legs as that poor girl watched, and then just continuing down the road, down the path that Nakazawa let him go down. His hands hook as he dropped the criminal; he backed away slowly, his mind not being able to take this devastating revelation.

"N-No way, it… it can't be you…" He practically whispered. The criminal was still terrified, he darted his eyes around for anything that could help him, and eventually his eyes fell on a crowbar that was on a desk within reach.

As Nakazawa was distracted by his revelation, the criminal carefully reached over and grabbed the crowbar, quickly swinging it towards his head with a desperate cry. Nakazawa's Spider Sense kicked in and he easily grabbed the crowbar in mid-swing, his shock and horror igniting right back into rage as his grip tightened on the weapon, effortlessly bending it. With one last fierce cry, Nakazawa punched the criminal in the chest, sending him crashing through the window. The man screamed in terror as he fell from the three-story building, he knew that this was the end and braced himself for the impact. However, to everyone's surprise, a web line caught him before he could hit the ground, narrowly saving his life. The man looked up and saw Nakazawa holding the other end of the web, sticking it to the side of the building to keep him secure for the cops.

Once the police recovered from their shock, they turned their attention to the mysterious figure standing in the window, his image becoming clear as they shined the searchlight onto him.

"Freeze, we have the place completely surrounded!" An officer informed him through a bullhorn. Meanwhile a team of cops stormed the building, climbing the stairs before making it to the third floor, all members searching the area for the masked man. They looked everywhere, including out the window and the sides of the building, but it was no use, he was gone.

Nakazawa sat on top of a large TV tower overlooking Mitakihara City, from there he could see the hospital that Kyousuke was unconscious in, lying there, broken as his loved ones mourned his condition. Nakazawa looked down at the building, his maskless face putting on a depressed look as he thought about who put him there. No it wasn't the criminal, or the car… it was him, no matter how he looked at it his friend's accident was his fault. Nakazawa could've easily stopped that criminal, he merely choose not too, he didn't think it was his duty, his responsibility, that he should just leave it too the police and… oh who was he kidding, it wasn't any kind of sensible reason like that. The truth was he was scared, scared of what he was, of what he could do, and what people would think of him if they found out, that's why he didn't stop him when he had the chance… that's why his friend got hurt.

Nakazawa looked down at his mask, his hands clenching it as they shook, and tears falling on it as he began to cry.

"…Kamijou, because of me, because of my selfishness, you… I… I'm sor… I'm so sor…" He couldn't even say it, he said it himself, apologizing wouldn't heal Kyousuke's hand; it wouldn't take back what he did to him. Because of his cowardice, because of his selfishness, somebody close to him was… no, that's not right, somebody got hurt, it didn't matter that it was his best friend. If it wasn't Kyousuke, it would've been somebody else, and their loved ones would've mourned their condition just as much as Kyousuke's family and friends did. The only difference was that they wouldn't have been able to get justice for their loved one, they wouldn't have been able to do what the police couldn't and save that hostage so the criminal could've been arrested… and they wouldn't be able to stop it from ever happening again.

Nakazawa just had to accept it, he wasn't a normal person anymore, he could do things nobody else could, things that could've saved a person's life; that did save a person's life. He saved that woman, and allowed the police to arrest the scumbag that crushed a young boy's dreams, he did all that, and he was the only one who could've. Nakazawa stood up and whipped away his tears, his face turning from depressed to determined as he found new resolve. This gift, this curse, whatever you want to call it, he could use it to help people, so he had an obligation to, he was ashamed that it took this tragedy to teach him this simple fact… that with great power comes great responsibility. With these words etched into his conscience, he slipped on the mask and leaped off of the tower beginning to web sling through the city; there, in that moment, he stopped being the weak, cowardly, shameful Nakazawa Takuya… in that moment, he became Spider-Man.

A/N: And that's it you guys, the final "Origin story rehash" chapter, WOOT! So as you can see this chapter took A LOT of inspiration from the 2002 Spider-Man movie, sorry if that was a turn off for you guys, let's just hope I can be more original from now on. I'm sure some of you guys saw this coming from the start, I figured having Kyousuke's accident rather than the death of his "father figure" be the catalyst for his becoming a superhero would make this fic a little bit more interconnected with the original series, I mean, it is a crossover after all. So next chapter we'll get into some real Spidey goodness, including Nakazawa's first encounter with a supervillain, so look forward to that. Well, I guess that's it for this chapter, thanks for reading you guys and I'll see you in the next chapter.