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WELCOME BACK! Hey what's going on everyone, it's me Nomad88 back again with the next volume of my awesomely epic story The Spectacular Adventures of the Amazing Spider-Man or T.S.A. the Amazing Spider-Man for short.

We are now heading into Volume 3! I know a lot of people never thought this day would come but here it is and hopefully it won't take me six years to finish this one, LOL!

I know ya'll are probably eager to get to the story so I'm gonna stop talking but as always before I go I would like to say Please continue to READ, REVIEW( A writer's main source of Motivation) and of course ENJOY!

(Volume 3)

Chapter 1: We Are Spider-Man

"I'm telling you he's dead."

"Who, Spider-Man, nah. I heard he turned into a thousand spiders and he's living in the underground sewers along with the giant lizards and rats, making an army of spider-rats and spider-lizards."

"Well, I heard the Green Goblin came back to life and killed him."

"I heard that he really died in that fight with the Goblin and the government is experimenting on his mutant spider body."

"I heard that the Avengers hunted him down."

"I heard he left the country."

"I heard he mutated into a Spider-butterfly and flew away into space to his spider-nest."

"WHAT! BOOOO! That's totally lame!"

"I'm just telling you what I heard."

"So, basically no one knows what happened to him."

"All I know is that he's been gone for a while, probably forever."

"He's not gone forever. He's, I don't know hibernating or something, I heard spiders do that sometimes. He'll be back to swinging over head in no time. You'll see. Spider-Man is coming back."

11 Months Later

New York City- Brooklyn- 11:30pm

"DROP THE KNIFE AND BACK AWAY FROM THE HALF NAKED-LADY!" The Black Cat shouted at the top of her lungs.

The feline thief flexed her fingers, making her sharp claws pop out as she eyed the purple caped man that was standing over a scantily clad woman and her beaten and bloody unconscious boyfriend. She watched as the six foot tall man with a powerful build slowly turn to face her.

He looked menacing in his costume. He was wearing green and purple body armor, spray painted purple colored mechanical gauntlets on both of his hands which had sharp tips similar to the Black Cat's. He had on purple spray painted boots, a purple utility belt and a purple mask with big reflective lens that were similar to Spider-Man's. The mysterious man had a gold medallion hanging from his neck and a big yellow symbol in the middle of his chest however she couldn't make out what it was or what it meant but in truth she didn't care.

Black Cat readied herself for a fight that was sure to come all the while kicking herself for getting involved in the first place. All she had wanted to do was get in and steal the eighty five thousand dollar necklace that was hanging from the neck of the dark skinned woman that was on the ground and then get out. She had the whole thing planned down to the letter but on the night of the robbery she had to walk in to find a costumed psycho mercilessly beating a guy to a bloody pulp.

Black Cat had thought about running and turning her back however she didn't, she couldn't because in the eleven months since Spider-Man had been gone the streets had no longer been fun. The thrill of running the roof-tops free without a care in the world had lost its luster when on every run she would see someone get killed or beaten or caught in the crossfire of some gang war shoot-out. And since the underworld had been on fire fencing anything she had stolen had been next to impossible, no one was buying and no one was selling. It had been a rough eleven months and it had been grating on her nerves and enough was enough. She would take a stand even though she did think it was stupid, altruism was not something she was used to or wanted to get used to.

"Did you hear me? I said back away!" She said.

"Go away little girl." Came the deep, scary and distorted voice from the purple masked man, "You are stepping into a vendetta that you don't understa…."

"I don't care!" Black Cat shouted, interrupting him"You're not going to hurt that woman."

"I'm not going to hurt her. I'm just gonna strangle her until she tells me what I want to know and then I might hurt her, honestly I haven't decided yet."

"WHO ARE YOU PEOPLE?! WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME!" the woman screamed in terror and she scooted away from him and back towards the front door.

The Black Cat took a step but the man pulled out a thick bowie knife and held it in a threatening manor.

'What am I doing, this is stupid, this is stupid, this is stupid.' She said over and over in her mind, "The lady brings up a good question, just who the hell are you? What are you? Let me guess, you're the purple bandit, or how about the green bomber."

"Who are you? Cat Lady? And I hope you know Halloween is over, so what are you doing here?"

"I'm the Black Cat and on any day of the week I'm a thief but tonight I'll settle for purple bandit ass kicker."

The man shifted and half-turned to face her and even though his attention was on her he could still see his target out the corner of his eye. He saw her put one hand on the door knob and the other against the wall. He threw his knife.

SCHULPPPPPPPP! Came the sound of the knife striking the woman through the hand which held her in place, secure to the wall.

"RAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" She screamed in agony as she felt the cold steel imbedded in her flesh.

The man cracked his neck and squared his shoulders.

"Who am I? I'm the seeker of vengeance. I. Am. The Prowler!"

The shout of his name was the only warning The Black Cat got before he was upon her. It was by sheer luck that she had the blood of her father running through her veins because if not, her head would've been taken off of her shoulders. She ducked under the fast slash from his clawed hand and rolled forward and under his purple cape. She grabbed the flowing piece of fabric and yanked it backward choking him for a brief moment.

The Prowler whipped around and used his sharp claws to slice the portion of his cape she had a grip on. He then lunged with a sidekick that would have broken her sternum if she hadn't crossed her arms in front of her chest effectively blocking the attack.

Black Cat pushed against him and almost threw him off balance if he hadn't taken a step back and whipped around with a round-house. She ducked under it and the came up with her claws and slashed him across his chest but her claws caught his armor. He slashed at her with his own claws and she met him in the middle.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! Came the sound of their claws clashing in the middle.

Black Cat went low for a kick to his knee but the Prowler lifted his leg and her foot made contact with metal shins. She grimaced but had to roll out of the way of a razor sharp disc that suddenly fired out of the Prowlers gauntlet. The disc sliced through several strands of her hair before hitting the ground behind her. She quickly rose up and threw out a solid side-kick that struck him in the gut.

"HA!" she shouted.

The Prowler growled to himself and thrusted out one of his fingers.

FZZZZZZZZZAPP! Came the sound of the thin laser beam that emerged from his finger.

"AH!" Black Cat shouted as she felt the thin laser graze the side of her shoulder. She kicked his hand and the second beam that followed struck the ground. The Prowler came forward and Black Cat met him in the middle in spite of her throbbing shoulder.

While the two of them fought for dominance the downed woman, Sheila Maze managed to pry the bowie knife out of the wall and out of her hand. She grimaced in pain and disgust at the bleeding hole in her hand, but then her eyes went towards one of the cabinets in the kitchen.

Sheila glanced at the Black Cat and the Prowler just as he took a punch to the face.

'Bastard.' She thought to herself as she carefully crawled towards the cabinet she had her eye on. She flung it open with her good hand. She pushed several bricks of packaged cocaine out of the way until she spotted an AK-47.

Sheila curled her lips as she grabbed the weapon.

The Prowler grabbed Black Cat by the wrist and then punched her in the face.

"LISTEN TO ME KID THAT WOMAN IS A DRUG LORD! SHE AHHHH!"

The Prowler roared in pain as he felt a bullet go through his arm. Black Cat felt the splash of warm blood hit her in the face.

POWPOWPOWPOWPOWPOWPOWPOWPOWPOWPOW! Came the loud sound of the AK-47. The Prowler and the Black Cat ducked for cover as Sheila wildly fired the weapon in all directions. The bullets ripped through everything in it path, going through appliances, furniture and even the walls of the apartments next to hers. She didn't care though.

"I WILL F******KILL BOTH OF YOU! YOU F*** WITH ME YOU'RE F******* WITH THE BEST!"

The Prowler growled in anger at his injury. He knew he needed to retreat and regroup and so he reached towards his utility belt and removed three smoke pellets. He tossed the smoke pellets over the counter he was hiding behind and let thick black smoke fill the large, lavish apartment; however through the hi-tech lenses in his mask he spotted the Black Cat maneuvering through the smoke and creeping towards the window.

"This is all your fault!" He shouted before running at her.

The Black Cat turned in time to feel the Prowler spear her across the waist.

CRASHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Went the sound of them both flying out of the window among a hail of bullets.

The Black Cat kneed the Prowler in the side and punched him in his injured shoulder which managed to loosen his grip enough to where she was able to fire her grappling hook that hooked onto the head of a light pole. She swung towards the ground preparing for an easy arc however the Prowler fired a small razor disk from the purple gauntlet on his wrist.

The disc sliced through the grappling hook line sending the Black Cat to the ground hard; her teeth clicked together as she hit the pavement and violently tumbled along the ground and onto her back.

"Ow." Black Cat groaned.

The young thief looked up to see the Prowler with his cape gliding over-head and landing softly a few feet away from her. He angrily reached down and with his good arm he snatched the cover off of the manhole beneath him.

"Next time you get in my way girly. I'll kill you." He said in a dangerous tone.

The Black Cat narrowed her eyes as he jumped down the man-hole and disappeared. She rolled her eyes and let out another groan.

"This is why I don't go to Brooklyn. Spider, wherever you are I hope you come back because this altruism bullsh** is definitely not my thing." She said while gingerly rising to her feet. Black Cat looked towards the man-hole the Prowler disappeared through and then held up her hand and smiled at the gold medallion in her palm.

"At least tonight isn't a total loss, this looks like actual gold which means I can get a little something for my trouble. The silver lining in all of this mess I guess."

She slowly began to walk away when she heard a shriek in the night.

"HELP! SOMEBODY HELP US!" came a scream from down the block followed by a faint sound of gun shots.

Black Cat let out a groan.

"No. No. I've done my part for the night." She said, ignoring the shout.

"PLEASE! HELLLLLP! ANYBODY!"

POW!

Black Cat growled in frustration and even though she knew it was not what she really wanted to do she found herself jogging off in the direction of the screams and gunfire.

"Hold on I'm coming. I wonder if any one else is out at eleven-thirty at night being an idiot."

Elsewhere- Manhattan- 11:30pm

"RUNNN!" came a scream in the night that was quickly followed by loud, rapid gun fire as along with even more screams. The Westside Hawks fired upon the rival gang that was attempting to move in on their territory. They did their best to hit each and every one of the armed men that fled from them before they had a chance to catch their breath and return fire. One by one they all fell.

After a long minute the leader of the Hawks, R-Dog, a burly brown skinned man with a red Mohawk and red glasses held up his hand and the other Hawks next to him stopped their shooting. He stalked forward stepping over the lifeless bodies and with his pistol he shot anyone that was still moving or moaning in pain until he came to his true target.

R-Dog rolled the still barely breathing man that was riddled with bullets over to his back and pointed his pistol right in-between his eyes.

"Sup, Stoakes. I told you what would happen if we met again, this is Hawk territory and I told you we're not interested in the Kingpin reclaiming his throne. We're taking back what's ours."

"G-Good luck k-keeping it j-jackass." Stoakes gasped out "K-Kingpin is coming back in a big way."

"And his ass is gonna get a bullet too." R-Dog replied before pulling the trigger.

BLAAAAM!

R-Dog felt a wave of satisfaction hit him as he dealt with the rival gang leader. He turned away from the dead man and he caught sight of a few of the dead bodies that lined the corner and while most of them were with Stoakes several of them were innocent civilians. He shrugged his shoulders and slipped his gun into his jacket.

"WE GOT OUR TURF BACK!" he shouted which was followed by cheering from the five Hawks facing him.

R-Dog took a step forward and that's when he felt a brick hit him square in the face. He instantly went down to the ground writhing in pain.

The Hawks quickly whipped around to see five people rushing towards them each wearing colorful costumes armed with bats and hockey sticks.

"MURDERERS!" one of them yelled just as they bashed into them.

The Hawks were caught off guard and as a result their weapons were quickly knocked away. The costumed group of vigilantes was wildly swinging their weapons. A bat found its way to a Hawk's knee cap and then it came up and hit him in the chin. A hockey stick came across the middle and smacked another Hawk directly in the mouth knocking all of his front teeth out. The vigilantes made quick work of the Hawks thanks to the element of surprise and once they were finished they turned towards R-Dog who was profusely bleeding from his nose.

R-Dog saw them slowly approaching him and he fumbled for his gun that was in his pocket. Once it was out he raised it however it was kicked out of his hand by one of the costume men who had dreadlocks and dark skin similar to his own. He was wearing a dark red and green outfit with a painted white spider symbol in the middle of his chest, which was a symbol that he knew all too well.

"You ain't killing anymore people tonight dude." He said in a serious tone.

"Who the f*** are you idiots supposed to be!" R-Dog shouted.

"We're the answer to anyone who thinks they can take what they want. We are Spider-Man and New York City is our turf." He said before whacking R-Dog in the face with his hockey stick rendering him completely unconscious.

Few Minutes Later- Down the Street and Around the Corner

"We are Spider-Man? Randy, I swear to God that is freaking awesome!" came the hushed shout from Kong as he pulled his mask off.

The large teen then shook some of the blood off of his bat before looking towards his new friend and fellow vigilante Randy Robertson.

Randy smiled as he looked at Kong.

"It just came to me." He replied "I mean we do have his symbol and all."

"I thought we agreed on the bluebirds." Came a feminine voice.

Randy and Kong looked towards the third member of their group, Sally Avril.

Sally, like Randy and Kong was eighteen years old. She was dressed in a dark blue and white costume with a white mask covering her face leaving only her blue eyes and blonde hair visible. She too had a spider emblem in the middle of her chest only it was red instead of white like Randy and Kong's. In her hands was a baseball bat that had several specs of Hawk blood on it.

Kong shook his head.

"No, you suggested the bluebirds and that got tossed out the window immediately. It wouldn't even make sense."

"It makes sense to me."

Randy, Kong and Sally turned towards Jason Ionello, the fourth member of their group. He was wearing a black military vest with a green spider painted in the middle. He had a domino mask over his eyes and two hockey sticks holstered on his back. Jason nodded towards Sally and leaned in and kissed on her lips.

"The Bluebirds sound awesome babe." He said with a large smile.

"Oh yeah, there isn't any biased opinion going on over there." Randy said "You guys are dating so I'm not surprised that you agree."

"Everyone quiet." Came the voice of the final member of their group and their defacto leader Flash Thompson.

Flash was dressed in a white and red outfit with a black spider emblem painted in the middle of this chest. He had arm guards and shin guards strapped to his arms and legs, combat boots on his feet and red mask over half his face. On his back was a hockey stick and in his hands was a bloody bat.

Flash pulled his spider-man mask off of his face and eyed his rag-tag group of heroes. The circumstances that brought them together was odd but he was thankful that he had them with him, that they saw the same things going wrong in the city that he did and that they all were willing to do something about it just like their missing idol the Amazing Spider-Man. He may be gone but they would keep what he stood for alive and give the people some semblance of hope.

He was proud that they stopped the Hawks but they stopped them too late, several innocent lives were lost and each life that was lost brought back the memory of his dead best friend Leo Mitchell. The blonde haired leader quickly composed himself and addressed his crew.

"We did good but we can still do better. We need a better system than just wandering around and hoping to find some trouble. If we were here earlier we might've been able to stop those guys from murdering those people."

"To be fair most of them were other gangsters." Said Kong

"But some of them weren't and that's the people we're trying to save Kong, the ones that are actually worth it. So does anyone have any ideas?" he asked.

"Yeah." Said Randy with a smile, he reached into his pocket and he took out his cell phone, "We need to get the word out as to where the hot spots are for criminal activity and the best way to do that is to get our name out there. I recently got a job at my dad's place so I'm thinking we do a little video and get the pulse of the people."

"Hell yeah." Said Kong "I heard about this chick down over on the lower eastside that calls herself Hellcat. She's been beatin on criminals for the past two months everyone has been talking about her on the news asking her to show up their neighborhood, plus you got Daredevil up in Hell's kitchen and the heroes for hire in Harlem. We need to get in on the publicity as well and maybe carve out our own turf."

"That's not why we're doing this Kong. We're not in this for glory or turf." Flash said a bit forcefully.

"I know that Flash but I'm just sayin it'll still be cool to see us on TV."

Randy looked towards Flash.

"You got a better idea. If we get the word out people might start talking and we might be able to be in the right place at the right time on our next patrol."

Flash considered it for a moment.

"Alright fine."

Randy held up his phone and he pointed it at the group.

"Masks on people and look alive because here comes our fifteen minutes."

Lower East Side-

"AH!" came the gasp from a young woman dressed in a dark yellow costume with a black mask covering half her face.

The woman wiped the blood from her lips and looked at the tall man in front of her while raising her gloved hands.

"Stupid BITCH!" he growled while cocking his fist back.

The woman waited for her opening and she ducked under the punch and let the man's fist smack into the cement wall behind her. He screamed in pain and cradled his obviously broken hand. The woman grinned and then kicked him in the knee-cap shattering it as well. The man fell to the ground gritting his teeth in agony.

"You come into my neighborhood and beat a man half to death, and think you can walk away! Hell No!" She yelled before kneeing him in the face and knocking him onto his back.

"He owned us money!" the man spat, blood flying from his lips.

The woman straddled him and punched him in the face.

"Who do you work for?!"

"Screw you Bit…"

BAM! She punched him again.

"Who do you work for!?"

"No one!" he finally yelled, "I'm not working for anyone, there is no boss anymore everyone is taking a piece for themselves. I got a small crew and I'm trying to make a name for us. I gotta make an example otherwise how am I supposed to be a Kingpin of crime!"

The woman looked away from him and to the other three guys that were sprawled out on the dirt unconscious. She had beaten them first before the leader. She turned back to him and pulled him close.

"Listen close, this is my territory. I see you or any of your wannabe Kingpins hanging around and beating up on helpless men you're gonna have to deal with me."

She stood up and looked down at him.

"And by the way, the name isn't bitch….it's Hellcat."

Hellcat lifted her foot and kicked him in the face showing him nothing but darkness.

The Next Day- TV

"Good Morning New York City, this is Michelle Burns bringing you up to the minute news. The story of the day is what we here at the station are calling the Vigilante Boom. In the past eleven months there has been a seventy seven percent increase in crime and violence and the police have been stretched thin to handle the problems that plague our city thanks in part to budget cuts issued by Mayor Ronald Gunner. However, as of the last three months the Vigilante Boom has occurred, an influx of reports about costumed heroes protecting the streets of New York. Our great city is no stranger to costumed heroes saving the day, heroes such as the Fantastic Four, the Avengers, Daredevil or the Amazing Spider-Man, who has been MIA since his epic battle with the Green Goblin, Norman Osborn, almost a year ago. Today we have more reports coming in all over the five boroughs of new costumed vigilantes popping up and here's what a few citizens had to say."

Bronx

Teen: "Yo man, me and my girl was walking back to her crib when the Latin Crows just jumped us outta nowhere. They got the drop on me but this dude in all white came from the sky and beat the crap out of them. Babe did you hear him say a name?"

Teen Girl: "I think he said Moon Nights."

Manhattan:

Man: "She called herself Hellcat. She came out of the shadows and beat these guys that were trying to break my legs."

Brooklyn

Woman: "He called himself the Falcon. He swooped in like, like this bird or something and jacked up these guys that were trying to rob a bank and then he took off into the sky."

Queens

Elderly Lady: "This hooligan stole my purse but this kid comes flying down the street on a skateboard that had rockets on it and he knocked the guy down and he brought me back my purse. I think he said his name was the Rocket Racer."

Staten Island

Man and Woman: "This young girl strolled up to these guys on the corner that were selling drugs and she kicked their ass. The girl was awesome. I think I heard her say her name was Valiant or something like that."

Michelle: "All across New York, heroes are being born to combat the huge spike in crime however not everyone is thrilled about this, here's what our esteemed Mayor Gunner had to say:

Mayor Gunner: "I do not trust a man or a woman in a mask. The Fantastic Four, the Avengers they are sanctioned heroes whose identity are public but these other heroes are nothing more than costumed vigilantes, masked clowns that are breaking the law by taking it into their own hands. I know that the police are a bit upset with me for budget cuts but I promise there is a method to my madness and the budget will be restored bigger and better. And once that happens I promise that these vigilantes will be caught and tried to the full extent of the law. If they truly want to help, or be heroes then I suggest picking up an application and applying to the NYPD or the FDNY."

Michelle: "Going along with Mayor Gunner is one of New York's prominent faces J. Jonah Jameson, who had this to say."

J. Jonah Jameson: "THAT'S RIGHT! I agree with Mayor Gunner. I don't trust men in masks either. What are they hiding for huh? Real heroes show their faces, they stand up and be accounted for. They are not afraid to show who they really are like my son John Jameson who you all should remember single handedly landed a space shuttle in the Hudson without one single loss of life. These vigilantes breed chaos and I'm probably sure they're responsible for the increase in crime; hell some of them are probably committing said crimes as we speak. I hope all of them get the message like Spider-Man did and quit before they end up killing someone. I want every costumed moron out there to listen to me closely; we don't want your help, give up and let the true heroes bring justice back to New York City."

Daily Bugle- Bullpen

"Blowhard." Indy Daimonji whispered under her breath as she looked away from the video feed on her computer. She had already heard J. Jonah's speech on the costumed vigilantes roaming the streets but she and a few others like Ben and Robbie completely disagreed with him.

She and the rest all believed that the vigilantes were a natural response to the influx in crime, and the thinning of police. And few of them like Daredevil, Luke Cage, Iron Fist, Misty Knight and Colleen Wing were actually making a difference in certain areas but as a whole they still had their work cut out for them.

She and her mentor Ben Urich, found out that the underworld is in upheaval which is the reasoning behind the spike in crime. The Kingpin Vanessa Fisk declared anarchy however mid-way through the first month she had been killed, thrown out of the window of Fisk Towers, no evidence, no witnesses. The suddenness of her death had only galvanized the underworld to double their efforts to fill the newly cemented power vacuum. It had been eleven months and still no one has claimed the title of Kingpin. The police were hard pressed to keep the peace especially when their pay had been cut however thankfully the vigilantes arose and were doing what they could, but there was one vigilante that everyone missed. The Amazing Spider-Man.

Indy had been trying to find him or the man behind the mask however her search yielded nothing. She had a few leads, like Mary Jane Watson but the teen was careful and hadn't led her to Peter's whereabouts.

Indy sat back in her seat and stretched her aching muscles. The young and intrepid reporter was on a deadline for a new story for the Daily Bugle's blog and after scrolling through the junk mail and looking through the throwaway pile she didn't have anything juicy to show Jonah.

"God if you're up there please let the story of my life fall into my lap."

A newspaper found its way to her lap. She looked down at the paper, only to see that it was one of the Daily Bugle's rival papers, the Globe.

"Ask and ye shall receive pretty lady." Came the voice of Randy Robertson.

Randy was wearing a plain blue and white shirt, dark jeans and sneakers which were a far cry from his nightly costume that he wore with his friends.

Randy leaned against Indy's desk and he gave her his best smile.

"Open it and go to 9C."

Indy looked around making sure no one was watching her.

"Just keep a look out for Jonah, he sees me reading this he'll either fire me or have a massive heart attack."

Randy nodded his head. Indy turned to the page and she searched around it until her eyes landed on a small section that read: masked vigilantes stop Hawks gang. She glanced up at him.

"Read it."

"In the early hours of the morning five masked vigilante apprehended several prominent members of the notorious Hawks gang such as the feared R-Dog. Eye witnesses say the Hawks were attempting cut competition for their block down to size, however they did not account for these five vigilantes or better yet these five heroes." She read and once she finished the entire article she put the paper down and shrugged her shoulders, "So."

"So, isn't that awesome." He said.

"It is but I don't know if you've heard but there's a ton of them popping up all over. What makes these five so special?"

Randy reached into his pocket and removed a flash drive.

"Because they are the real deal, and get this, they're calling themselves Spider-Man and I have it on camera."

Indy quickly leaned forward in her seat and reached for the flash drive but Randy pulled it out of her reach.

"Give it here." She said, "That's my news story."

"It's actually my news story." Randy corrected.

"You're an intern you don't get stories."

"I do when I'm only one with the footage, which I am willing to give to you, but I'm gonna need something in return." He said.

"Name it." said Indy.

"A date."

Indy let out a groan and then hung her head.

"Look Randy we've been over this, you're cute and I like you but you're my boss's son. It doesn't exactly look right if you catch my drift. I'm gonna own this place one day and I don't want anyone saying that I did it by marrying the boss's son."

"Whoa. I think you may be getting ahead of yourself Indy. I mean marriage? It's just a date; I may not even like you after."

"Please." Indy responded "One date with me and you'll fall in love."

"We'll never know until we go on one now will we." He said while pocketing the flash drive and beginning to walk away.

Indy grabbed his arm and stopped him.

"Fine, you get one date. One."

Randy smiled and handed her the flash drive which she quickly snatched and plugged into her computer. The computer booted up the drive and a screen popped up with the costumed Flash Thompson taking center screen.

Computer

"The villainy and injustice that has gripped this city is now over. We will no longer sit idly by and watch creeps, lowlifes, gangsters or gangs continue to harass the everyday working class people or people who are just trying to live their lives peacefully. We won't allow it. The Hawks just found that out the hard way. So let that be a lesson to anyone who thinks they're above the law, anyone who thinks they own this city. You don't. We own the night and in case you're wondering who we are, I'll be the first to tell you. We. Are. Spider-Man! And we'll be watching."

Indy put a smile on her face and she quickly began to upload the video to her Daily Bugle blog site which had been receiving more than its fair share of viewers and subscribers since its inception. She turned to Randy and smiled.

"This is awesome."

"I know." He replied with a knowing smile, 'Flash should do something in public relations or speaking. He certainly has a knack for it, go figure.' He thought to himself.

"How did you get this?" she asked.

"Why do you need to know?" he asked.

"Because we need more."

Randy nodded his head.

"Don't worry. I'm sure you'll be getting more than your fair share in the coming days. In the meantime we can be the ones to spread the word that Spider-Man is back and he wants to know where he's needed the most."

Police Station- Interrogation Room

Ian Grubbs aka R-Dog sat on the hard gray chair in the police interrogation room. He was alone staring at the one way mirror that gave him a clear view of his horrendous black and blue appearance. He gingerly touched his clearly broken nose before letting off a few curses in his mind. He couldn't believe his luck, one minute he was patting himself on the back for an easy hit, reclaiming his block for his people and the next he was being kicked in the face by five idiots in costumes. R-Dog clenched his fists together before folding his arms across his chest.

He hated himself for what he was about to do. He never thought of himself as a snitch but he had two strikes already and with his final murderous crime he was due to be sent to prison for life with no chance for parole. He was not prepared to do that, and so he had no choice but to snitch.

'Hopefully the Owl is too busy with more important things, so by the time he finds out I'll be long gone. F***! This was supposed to be my come back not a nail in my coffin.' He thought to himself angrily.

Behind the Mirror

Acting Captain Terri Lee entered the room only to be greeted by her newest Lieutenant, a transfer from the Brooklyn division Jean DeWolff.

"Lieutenant." Terri greeted.

"Captain." She responded.

"What do we got?"

"Ian Grubbs, a nasty little SOB. On the three strike rule and this is his third strike. We have eye witness who put him at the corner of a hit that happened yesterday around eleven. He got himself caught by some of the new costumed vigilantes popping up all over the city. I asked him who they were and he says they call themselves Spider-Man."

Terri recoiled a bit at the news because at the mention of the name she was brought back to the last time she saw him, eleven months ago. The light was dim but she remembered his heart-broken face.

'Kid, it hasn't been the same without you.' She thought but was broken from her thoughts as Jean continued to talk.

"I was ready to tell my detectives to bag and tag him but he said he had some info to offer if we could wave his prison sentence and give him one more strike."

"Like hell, you said witnesses saw him kill people. No, his ass is going up sh***creek. Who could he have info on that we would want to hear?"

"He wants to flip on the Owl." Jean answered.

Terri slowly turned away from the mirror and looked at Jean. The Owl was a name she hadn't heard in a very long time.

"If you don't know..." Jean started but was interrupted by Terri.

"I know who he is. A would be crime boss from back in the day. I remember him well mostly because of how weird he looked; it's amazing how some things stick with you. My sister and I had just graduated the academy and we had been assigned our beats when in walks the weirdest looking man I had ever seen. He winked at me and just thinking about it gives me the chills and not in a good way. He was under investigation for a few murders but his lawyer bailed him out. It wasn't long after that I heard he was run out of town by the Kingpin."

"I've only seen pictures." said Jean "The Brooklyn Homicide unit has a whole file on him. I was working a cold case that had links to him and it looks like he's trying to make a comeback."

"You want to hear him out." Terri stated while nodding her head towards Ian.

"He's a small fish in a pond that's growing bigger by the day. We need a win and if we can get the Owl off the streets before he's got a good footing then we'll be that much closer to regaining some semblance of control among the craziness out there."

Terri let loose a long sigh.

"Alright, let's hear what he has to say. If I like it we do a deal for reduced time or something."

Jean took a step towards the door when the whole room started to rumble and shake violently.

RUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUMMMMMMMBBBBBBBBBBLEEEE!

"Earthquake!" Jean yelled while trying to balance herself.

"In New York?" Terri questioned while using the wall to keep herself upright.

The acting Captain and Lieutenant stumbled against the mirror and that's when they both caught sight of the two huge water pipes bursting out of the solid cement ground and into the interrogation room, spilling water everywhere. Jean narrowed her eyes for a moment but they widened in realization at what was happening.

"It's a hit!" she shouted while pulling out her weapon and rushing out of the door with Captain Lee behind her.

Interrogation Room

R-Dog scooted away from the water in terror as he saw it pull together and begin to rise upward. He was shocked to see that the water quickly began to form into that of a young man with dirty blonde hair and a cocky smirk upon his lips.

BAMMMMMMMM! Came the sound of the door being kicked open.

Jean and Terri fired their weapons but the bullets harmlessly passed through the man's chest and head. He turned to them and held out his hand.

"Yeah, bullets can't stop HYDRO-MAN!" he shouted before his hand expanded and extended outward and slammed into Terri and Jean securing them to the wall that was behind them. He then turned away from the two women and towards the snitch.

Hydro-Man stalked a little a closer to his prey who had a fearful look in his eyes.

"Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. You make a deal with the Owl and then at the first sign of trouble you go snitching. When you snitch he gets really upset. When he gets upset he contacts me and interrupts my fun with the ladies and then I get really upset. When I get really upset people die."

"T-T-Tell him I'm sorry. The job was a lock b-but I got beat up by these idiots calling themselves spider-man."

Hydro-man lunged towards Ian and easily lifted him up by his neck.

"Spider-what!? You need to tell me everything, right damn now you filthy snitch! I need to know if it was Spider-Man that kicked your ass?" he asked

R-Dog couldn't reply because of the grip around his neck.

"TALK!"

R-Dog gurgled some words which made no sense and so Hydro-man reluctantly loosened his grip. R-Dog gasped.

"N-No. It wasn't real Spider-Man…but five people calling themselves Spider-Man."

Hydro-man narrowed his eyes. He had been itching for a rematch with the webbed wonder ever since his defeat several months back. He had been looking for the wall-crawler but since his battle with the Green Goblin no one has seen him in eleven months and it only made his water boil with anger.

"They call themselves Spider-Man eh?" he started "Well they'll just have to wet my appetite until the bug shows his ugly face again." He finished before smiling at Ian.

"P-Please, let me live." R-Dog begged.

"Ummmm, No."

Hydro-Man retracted his arm that was holding Terri and Jean and he placed a hand on R-Dog's face. He then made tendrils of water shoot into his nose and mouth, filling his lungs and stomach with water. Hydro-Man kept filling, filling and filling him with water making him swell like a balloon and suffocate at the same time.

"Dear God." Terri whispered to herself as she stared into the interrogation room in horror as Hydro-Man viciously inflated the Hawk leader until he suddenly popped.

SPPPPPPPPPPPPPPLLLLLATTTTTTTTTTTTTT! Came the sickening sound of him bursting in a shower of water and blood. Terri recoiled as some of it splashed upon her and Jean who had a look of horror upon her face as well.

The Lieutenant raised her weapon and let off a few more rounds hoping that it would do something to the watery fiend. He cocked his head to the side as the bullets harmlessly passed through him again.

Hydro-Man made his body turn into water and he drifted towards them, his water mixing with the blood and guts on the ground slightly.

"I heard the two of you in the other room, and I heard the Owl's name. I don't know if he told you anything but just to be on the safe side, I'm gonna have to kill the both of you too."

Terri stared up at him as he exited the interrogation room and into the small hallway. He towered over them a little. She was frightened but she knew if she didn't do something both of them were going to die.

Terri glanced to the left where she spotted a fire extinguisher secured to the wall. She took a deep breath and raised her gun and let off a single round.

PINNNNNNNNNG! Came the sound of the bullet hitting the extinguisher and bursting it open and spraying Hydro-Man.

"ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" He shouted "NOT AGAIN!"

Hydro-Man quickly made his water recede back into the bloody interrogation room where he slid back into the pipes and through the New York City water system.

The two females let out a breath just as a dozen other officers appeared on the scene.

Later- 8:30pm Empire State University- Co-Ed Dorm Room

RING! RING! RING!

Sally glanced to the right and spotted Jason's cell phone ringing. She looked towards her sleeping boyfriend and then reached for the phone and looked at the caller Id. At the sight of the name she gritted her teeth and roughly shook him awake.

"Wake up!" she shouted.

Jason groggily turned towards her.

"What is it babe?"

"Why the hell is Liz Allen calling you?" she demanded while shoving the phone in his face.

Jason looked at the missed call as well as the picture before sitting up in the small dorm bed.

"She's probably calling to talk about her world-wind backpacking trip through Europe."

"I thought you told me you broke up with her?"

"We mutually broke up with each other after graduation but we're still friends Sally." He said before placing the phone back on the table next to the bed.

Sally shook her head.

"I don't like that Jason. She's your Ex and I'm not really comfortable with the two of you talking to each other."

"Why are you so insecure?"

"I'm not!" she shouted at him.

Jason laid back down and at that moment his phone rang again. Sally grabbed the phone before he could and swiped to the left not bothering to look at the caller ID.

"Listen Liz, don't call here…."

"It's not Liz, Sally." Came Flash's voice on the other end.

"Flash?"

"Grab Jason and get your gear, we got some work to do. The plan worked like a charm. Spider-Man is needed." He said before hanging up.

Sally looked at the phone and then put a serious look upon her face as she turned back to Jason.

"What did Flash want?"

"It's time to go to work."

Later that night- Gramercy Park-

Kong tucked his head and rammed his shoulder into the thug that tried to stab him in the neck. The large teen called up his days in football and used his height, weight and momentum to carry the thug across the grass and right into a tree. All the air left the thug's lungs. Kong rose up and punched him in the face several times before throwing him to the ground.

"YEAH!" He yelled.

The large costumed teen turned around to see his fellow Spider-Men fighting tooth and nail with the local gang that was trying to get a foot hold in the area that Jewel used to protect before she too disappeared. Kong liked her the minute he heard about her and he had wanted to meet her just like he wanted to meet Spider-Man however his dreams had been dashed because both were gone.

He often wondered about what happened to them but that was only during his free time, and lately he hadn't had much of it, especially tonight. He and the other had been going all over town helping those in need and it made him feel good.

Kong spotted another thug running towards him and so he grabbed his fallen bat and he squared his shoulders.

"BRING IT ON! RAHHHH!"

Sally kicked the horrendously dressed female thug in front of her before turning and swinging her hockey stick and smacking the guy that choking Jason in the head. The sudden strike gave Jason enough time to punch the guy in the stomach and then throw him into the fountain water.

"Thanks babe." Jason said while wiping some blood off of his nose.

Randy whacked the tall burly man in front of him in the knees with his bat and then brought the wooden weapon upwards and directly into the man's chin, knocking out several teeth in the process. He then kicked the man in the chest and sent him to the ground groaning in pain.

The teen looked towards the scared sorority girls that were standing off to the side as well as a thin, beaten young man that had been walking with them. Randy and the others had arrived in time to stop the thugs that were beating on him and looking to harm the young women.

"Don't worry, you guys are safe."

Flash threw the ring leader of the gang into the metal fence and began to wail his brass knuckled fists into the man's stomach. He mercilessly beat his fist into the man's stomach and with each blow an image of his best friend Leo Mitchell flashed across his mind. He could see him laying dead on the ground and it only fueled his anger.

"Bastards." He growled before moving away from the man's stomach and going to his face, "You killed him. You killed him. YOU KILLED HIM!"

Flash raised his bloody fist ready to strike the beaten thug once more when it was stopped by Kong.

"Dude that's enough!" He shouted.

Flash heaved several breaths before backing away. Kong leaned down and checked the thug's pulse and he released sigh of relief when he felt a slow but steady rhythm.

"What the hell man?" Randy said as he walked over.

Flash kept backing away until he turned and ran away leaving his crew behind him.

"Ah Crap." Kong said as he jogged after him "WAIT!"

Randy, Sally and Jason watched the two of them leave, all three of them wondering what just happened. They heard movement behind them and they turned to see the sorority girls walking towards them.

"T-Thank you." One of them said.

Randy nodded his head.

"It was our pleasure. The cops should be on the way, so we need to split. When they get here tell them that Spider-Man was here."

Two Blocks away

Flash leaned against the wall heaving several breaths; his heart pounded so hard that he thought it would burst from his chest. He was ready to kill that man. Leo flashed across his mind again and a sob escaped his throat.

"Yo!" a familiar voice called.

Flash turned to see Kong walking up to him.

"Yo, what the heck was that back there?"

"I-I…I don't know. I was hitting him and I-I saw Leo and…." Flash started before he broke out into tears.

Kong stepped to him and pulled him into a hug.

"I know man, I know. I miss him too."

Elsewhere-West Village

"What the hell do you mean you can't fence this? It's a freakin gold medallion! It's at least worth fifty grand." Black Cat shouted.

Arthur Bremmer, the neighborhood fencer shrugged his shoulders and leaned back in his chair.

"I'm thinking more like fifteen grand and I'm sorry BC but I can't fence it. I can't do much of anything right now you know that."

"Come on, give me something Arthur."

"I can't. The word on the street is that Fisk has given the order that no one is to make any money; nothing is to be fenced or stolen until his enemies bow down. If you decide to go against him he'll take it as a sign of disrespect and it's an offense punishable by death."

"Screw him!" Black Cat shouted.

"Easy for you to say, you're not the one that's gonna get their head cut off if you disobey. And I'm not only worried about me but I got a sister and two nephews I got to think about too. I'm sorry."

"Oh F*** you and your sorrys! I'll find someone who's willing to go against Wilson Fisk."

"Not likely, this Kingpin war is gotten out of hand. And if you don't work for Fisk you work for the competition and they've made the same decree, at least that's what I've heard from my friends in low places. Everyone except Daredevil, no that crazy psycho busts into your home and beats you half to death. All of them can go f**** themselves as far as I'm concerned but orders are orders."

"Oh yeah well there's one thing you're forgetting about me Arthur and that's I can be very persuasive."

Chelsea

"NO!"

SLAMMMMM! Came the sound of a metal fence slamming in Black Cat's face.

Hell's Kitchen

"PISS OFF!"

SLAMMMMM!

East Village

"GET THE F*** OUTTA HERE!"

Alphabet City

"You're hot, but not that hot lady."

SLAMMMMMMMMMMM!

Black Cat punched the wall next to her in frustration and left a small dent in the process.

"JACKASS!" she shouted.

Midtown

KAPPPPPOWWW! Came the sound of the shotgun. Black Cat dove behind the counter as the unstable female fencer by the names of Keyes let off another round.

"GET OUT NOW! IF NEGATIVE FINDS OUT YOU WERE HERE, HE'LL KILL ME! YOU WORK FOR FISK DON'T YOU!? NAH, NOT FISK! FROM THAT RIDICULOUS COSTUME YOU MUST WORK FOR DAREDEVIL! I'LL KILL YOU!"

KAPPPPPPPPPOWWWWW

"Christ." Black Cat whispered as she slowly tried to poke her head over of the counter.

KAPPPPPPPPOOOWWWW came the sound of the shells blowing through the wooden counter in the back-room.

The Black Cat growled to herself and she listened as Keyes tried to rush around the other side of the counter. She waited and once Keyes rounded the corner she lunged upward with a solid uppercut to the older woman's chin. Black Cat then brought the woman forward and head-butted her in the face effectively knocking her out.

Cat caught the woman and easily laid her down on the ground and kicked the shotgun away.

She looked around the backroom.

"F***!" she yelled.

Twenty-Minutes Later- Times Square- 2: 30 am

Black Cat sat on the ledge of a high rise building eating a bagel and staring at the gold medallion she had stolen from the Prowler earlier in the night.

'This has truly been the night from hell, not only do I do something stupid as to risk my neck for people I barely know but I actually do it for free. I've been to every fencer I know in Manhattan and not one will take you off of my hands, which sucks because this isn't exactly the first time this has happened. It seems to me that the only way to get things back to normal would be to either leave this city or…find some way to stop this so called Kingpin war. And to stop this Kingpin war I'll need some sort of hero but the only hero I know has vanished.'

The Black Cat took a bite of her bagel and then stared out into the thinning crowd of New Yorkers and tourist who were all beginning to make their way home. She knew she couldn't leave New York. In the time that she's been living in the city that never sleeps it had somehow become a part of her. She couldn't give it up nor would she and so she settled on her only other option. She would have to find Spider-Man.

'The question is how do I find him. How do I find someone that I have not seen in months in one of the most densely populated cities on earth? How do I find someone that does not want to be found? Where would I even start? Alright big man above I'm gonna need a little bit of help on this one.'

Black Cat finished off her bagel and was about to leap off of the building when a digital billboard attached to an upscale clothing store suddenly caught her eyes. The image shifted and Black Cat stood there waiting for it to shift back into the image of a very attractive red haired young woman who smiled while modeling a pair of jeans. Black Cat tilted her head to the side as recognition hit her like a ton of bricks once she got a look at the girl.

"I know her. I've seen her with…oh my God she would know." She whispered to herself as a smile crossed her lips "Ask and ye shall receive. HAHA! What was her name? It was…..Mary Jane Watson. Well red, I think it's time you and I had a talk about the whereabouts of our mutual friend Peter Parker also known as The Amazing Spider-Man."

End Chapter: Read and Review: Hello all, it's me Nomad88 back again with the closing comments to the first chapter of T.S.A: Amazing Spider-Man Volume 3!

It's here, Volume 3 has officially begun and it's going to be an even longer road than Volume 2 so I hope all of you are up for the ride. First off, I know many of you will probably be upset that I didn't go into detail of Peter's whereabouts and what happened at the end of Volume 2. And now all of a sudden there is a time jump, that is by design though and I'll expand on that a little bit later. The most important take away though from the end of Volume 2 and to the beginning of Volume is that he quit at a very inconvenient time. Wilson Fisk had returned to New York and seeking to reclaim what Vanessa had broken but it won't be as easy this time around. Fisk is gonna have to fight for what's his and anyone that stands in his way will be dealt with.

I'll explain everything as the story further unfolds. However I hope all of my fellow Black Cat fans got their fill with this chapter. Her arc this time around is a very interesting one and as you saw she's gonna take it upon herself to get Spider-Man back in the webs, so I wonder how that's gonna go, LOL! I hope all of you stick around to find out.

Also, I'm pretty sure that a lot of you were probably hoping for something else with this chapter but it is my hope that you enjoyed what I gave you. I've gotten a few PM's that have been praising Volume 2 (THANK YOU SO MUCH!) and those that have kinda been questioning several of the choices I've made. There are many voices that didn't like and are concerned that with both the death of Aunt May and Gwen, Peter would be too broken to do anything. My response to that is well….you'll have to wait and see wait happens.

So don't worry people I got this….hopefully, LOL! Just trust me, sit back relax and enjoy. If any of you have any questions, rants or raves, you can either leave it in the review or hit me up with a PM and I'll get back to you ASAP. This is Nomad88 saying Later…

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Next Up: Before the Storm

Summary: The Owl, Mr. Negative and Wilson Fisk each plan to take out the other with their subordinates. Meanwhile Felicia has a sit down with Mary Jane about the whereabouts of Peter Parker aka The Amazing Spider-Man however both run into an unexpected villain. Be there!