Now here’s the thing - Spider-Man has a special sixth sense, not exactly something that completely foretells what’s going to happen to him or anyone else. He’s definitely not a telepath, nor a clairvoyant. Nor is he Daredevil, which kinda sucks because then he could sense the location of the screams of agony, or soon to be agony, and get there on the double. Him swinging in there won’t stop a fly from buzzing around the area. However, a flying bug, or perhaps someone like Wasp or Ant-Man (these days being called Yellowjacket) could pull off a distraction for the benefit of the spider-themed vigilante, in fact, that would make a pretty good superhero team… if Hank Pym was a better team player than he usually is.
Anyways, trying his best to stealthily survey the area when he gets there, he finds a back door. Locked. Damn it all to hell if he can’t use his super strength to beat it open, he might just have to hire Wolverine to cut through it, at least then that’d be more subtle than the Hulk busting through it. He has to think of some way to unlock that damned door, but he has no sharp toys in his utilities. Deciding that he can give up his tracking device to use it’s antenna to pick the lock, he’s successful in doing so, and he opens up to the back where he sees a power panel. Not that he’d turn off the entire power supply, somethings in the freezer aisles and coolers were perishable, but all the lights had to be off for this maneuver to work.
With that little bit of SHIELD training he never took for granted - Aunt May nor even Uncle Ben taught him how to use breaker boxes before, and that’s always risky - he flicks the switch to shut off the lighting. The next part would have to involve silence from his side, as he’d be opening the door from the warehouse side of the store and taking out all the thugs both quietly and quickly as possible. The mask he wore tonight was installed with night vision lenses. This was a new addition to Spidey gadgetry, after being taught by Tony on how to make such tech. Turning the sensory on, he can now see the crooks, but they can’t see him as he tiptoes around and muffling them while also constricting their necks a bit to put them in forced rest for a while.
“Shh.” He says as he looks over to Darcy. She may not be able to see him, and that might give away his cover, but still, if she wanted out of this, he felt it right to hush her up too. If she’d even try to face them in combat, she’d get hurt. That wasn’t gonna happen on his watch.
“What the —?” Hollers the last thug remaining. Yep, Spidey didn’t calculate getting out of this quietly. He shoots a web to the guy’s gun that he held at Darcy, pulling it away.
“Go!” He yelled signaling Darcy to leave. He looks at a surprisingly empty check-out counter. Maybe the clerk hid under it when the hero took out the one holding him at gunpoint.
The final thug, finished. Now to wait for angry cops to shoot at the law enforcement outsourcing vigilante.
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