"That was dangerous," Peter comnted, seeing the sharp weapons like daggers.
When Peter saw a gang and a lone guy attacking each other on the street, he tried to stop the fight — but the lone guy attacked him first.
Seeing Spider-Man nearby, the gang who had been fighting the solo guy stopped their brawl and turned their attention toward Spider-Man.
"Attack him! Ever since these masked guys started popping up, more of our people have been thrown in jail and our business has taken a hit," a thug shouted, telling the solo guy to drop their fight and finish the new guy first.
The solo guy nodded, and the thugs started shooting at Spider-Man. Peter's spider-sense kicked in and he dodged the bullets.
Peter quickly climbed the wall and got to the building rooftop to escape the gunfire.
"I was a little overconfident back there. In the panic I couldn't even climb properly with those bullets flying at ," he thought, his heart pounding. He looked down at his leg. Blood was coming out.
"Oh my god, it's bad. If Aunt May or Ben see this…" He didn't even want to think about that.
With no other option, he used his spider web to stop the bleeding.
"I spent my prize money building this suit without even buying my favorite cara, and now on the first day it's already damaged." Looking at the suit, he felt more pain from that than from the actual injury.
Seeing Spider-Man escape to the rooftop, the thugs started climbing the steel stairs after him.
"CLIMB QUICKLY!!"
But just as the thugs were focused on Spider-Man, the solo guy pulled out a set of cards with razor-sharp edges. With a smile, he flicked his wrist — and a few of the thugs who had been watching the rooftop suddenly found those cards coming straight for them, as if it had all been planned from the start.
The cards accurately sliced the throats of the enemy thugs who never thought he would turn on them after agreeing to work together.
"BULLSEYE!! You…" Before the gang leader could finish, he was dead.
Bullets imdiately flew toward Bullseye, but he used the building and nearby objects to dodge and counter, picking off the gang mbers one by one.
"No matter who you are, once you make an enemy of KINGPIN, it's death," he said calmly.
Hearing that na, the thugs went visibly pale.
So gang mbers saw their leader go down and tried to surrender, but Bullseye didn't care. He finished them off without hesitation.
Soon the entire area went quiet. Bullseye looked up at the rooftop and spotted Spider-Man watching everything from above.
With a smile, he jumped to the stairs and climbed up.
Seeing the killer coming toward him, Peter felt nervous.
Why am I walking into a murder scene on my first day? Is my luck really this bad? Watching the guy wipe out an entire gang in minutes made him sick. He had killed those people like they were nothing.
Seeing the guy reach the rooftop, Spider-Man got into position — injured or not, he was ready for a fight.
"Kid, what are you doing sticking your nose in other people's problems? Playing so hero ga with a mask?" Bullseye mocked, then launched a few cards at him.
Since Peter had already seen how he used those cards to kill the thugs, he was ready for it and dodged easily.
Seeing that, Bullseye moved in for close hand-to-hand combat. But even though Peter was only just starting his Spider-Man journey, he wasn't soone who could be easily handled by soone like Bullseye.
"Who are you?" Bullseye muttered, realizing the guy across from him was stronger than expected. He dropped the playful approach and got serious.
Even though Bullseye was weaker than Spider-Man in raw strength, every one of his attacks was deadly — aid at the weakest points of the human body with precision built through years of killing. He didn't waste a single movent. A jab toward the throat, a kick aid straight at Peter's injured leg, fingers stabbing toward the eyes the mont Peter's guard shifted even slightly.
Normally Peter's speed and strength would have overwheld soone like him pretty quickly. But the bullet wound in his leg changed everything. Every movent sent sharp pain through his body, slowing him down just enough for Bullseye to keep finding openings.
And unlike Bullseye, Peter still didn't have much real combat experience beyond the basic martial arts training he had learned from Colleen Wing. His fighting style relied heavily on instinct, reflexes, and raw physical ability — and Bullseye noticed that almost imdiately.
A cold grin spread across his face as he circled Peter slowly.
"You're strong," he admitted, sounding almost casual about it. "But you fight like soone who's never had to kill."
Peter threw a punch, but Bullseye slipped aside at the last second and drove his elbow straight into Peter's wounded leg. Pain exploded through his body and his knee nearly buckled. Before he could even recover, Bullseye grabbed a handful of broken glass from the floor and flicked them forward with frightening accuracy. Peter's spider-sense scread and he barely managed to dodge, but one shard still sliced clean across his shoulder.
Bullseye laughed softly.
Just as the fight was locked in, another person landed on the rooftop. Both of them stopped and put so distance between themselves.
Seeing the new arrival, both Bullseye and Peter were shocked — but for very different reasons.
"What day is it, Halloween?" Bullseye muttered, ready to leave. The woman who showed up was wearing a similar costu, so they had to be a group.
Peter was just shocked to see a girl dressed the sa as him.
It was Gwen. After dropping the robber off at the nearby police station, she had spotted police cars heading this way, so she ca to check.
One look at the situation and she knew who the problem was.
"Do you need help?" she asked.
Peter didn't hesitate. "Yep, sure."
Seeing the two team up, Bullseye clicked his tongue and jumped from the rooftop, trying to escape down the stairs.
But Peter was faster. He shot a web and swung down, cutting off the exit before Bullseye even reached the bottom step.
Bullseye didn't slow down. He pulled out his remaining cards and flung them in one smooth motion — half toward Peter, half toward Gwen who was dropping from above.
Peter dodged, but his injured leg made the landing rough. Bullseye was already moving, using the narrow stairwell to his advantage, keeping them from attacking together at the sa ti.
"Annoying," Gwen muttered, firing a web to block his path from the left.
Bullseye grabbed the web line itself and yanked hard, pulling Gwen off balance for just a second.
But that second was all Peter needed. He lunged forward, ignoring the pain in his leg, and tackled Bullseye into the wall.
Bullseye was strong, but not strong enough. Peter pinned his arms while Gwen moved in fast and webbed his hands together before he could reach for anything else.
A few more webs around his legs, one across his mouth for good asure, and it was done.
Bullseye struggled hard but couldn't move an inch.
"Mmph!!" He looked like a mummy wrapped from head to toe. They left him against the wall as police sirens started getting closer.
Peter looked down and spotted the officer leading the unit — Jean DeWolff. The sa officer he had seen at the bus attack. Jack had ntioned running into her a few tis after that, but this was Peter's first ti seeing her again since that day.
Jean looked up and spotted the two costud figures standing on the rooftop.
"Hands up, weird couple."
Hearing her call them a couple, Gwen got annoyed imdiately.
"Hey, who's a couple with him? Don't spread false information. And you should be arresting that guy over there who killed those people." She pointed to Bullseye, who was busy trying to wriggle out of the webbing on the wall.
Peter just stood there quietly. He felt like saying sothing but also really didn't want to get involved in that argunt.
Jean recognized Bullseye imdiately — he had more than enough cases under his na for that. She glanced at him stuck to the wall like a wrapped present, then looked back up at the two costud figures on the roof.
"Who are you two?" she called up.
"I'm Spider-Man," Peter said.
"Spider-Woman," Gwen added quickly. She didn't want so random funny nickna stuck on her the way other heroes had gotten tagged with embarrassing nas by the public.
One of the younger officers nearby leaned toward his partner and whispered, "Spider-Man and Spider-Woman… they even have matching nas."
His partner slowly nodded like that said everything.
"Hey, cooperate with the police—" Before Jean could even finish, the two of them slipped off the other side of the roof. By the ti Jean moved around, they were already gone.
"Damn it, they escaped."
"Ma'am, should we go after them?"
Jean looked at the young officer next to her. "They seem like so kind of vigilante couple. There have been a lot of masked vigilantes popping up in New York lately after Blur and Darkhawk, but this is the first ti I've seen two working together like this. We can't chase them all — other organizations handle that. We've got bigger things to worry about."
"Oh, okay then." He paused for a second. "But… didn't they say they weren't a couple?"
"You believe that?" Jean said flatly. "Matching nas, matching costus, showed up at the sa place at the sa ti. They're obviously trying to throw us off."
The other officers nodded slowly, all reaching the sa conclusion with complete confidence.
"Yeah, definitely a couple."
"Probably been doing this together for a while."
"Cute honestly."
"Very coordinated."
If Peter and Gwen had heard any of that, they would have co back down imdiately — not to fight, but to argue. Loudly. Separately. At the sa ti.
Lucky for the officers, they were already long gone. They had absolutely no idea the New York Police Departnt had just unanimously agreed they were dating — and had even less idea how fast that particular piece of news was about to spread across the entire city.
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