[ as expected, the city was riddled with dark intentions, vicious plots and obvious villainy. it hadn't taken long for peter to discover it; the thick shadows stretching from the third sector, the hideouts within the many districts and not the mention the prison already filling with dangerous criminals. he was outnumbered so aggressively that he may have even worried. he was one man, one boy, after all. but, he had also caught ear of several others who, like him, saw a responsibility to protect the innocent and to defend the promise of peace and justice. whilst he wasn't keen on opening up and allowing his secret identity to wash away, he was however intrigued to find people who were like himself. ]
[ his personal venture saw him take a trip into sector three; the sector notorious for its crime and violence. he wasn't reckless enough to travel on foot, neither was he tempted to go it as the civilian peter parker. instead, he swung from the heights before landing atop a lonely roof in the centre of the sector. true to its legacy, gunshots could have been heard echoing from what seemed to be all around the place, people screaming and the sound of skidding cars filling any momentary gaps following the blasts. from the roof of the house he had taken a seat upon, he noted a figure clad in red and black, hoisting a typical swag bag upon her shoulder. of course, there always needs to be a corny villain after all. ]
[ it didnt take long for peter to swing his way down, stopping ahead of the stranger who, as a passing car light shone upon their face and figure, was soon revealed to be a woman. arrogance apparent, peter merely folded his arms before causing her to pause in her escape, his tone notably mocking her entirety. ]
"wait, wait, let me guess. clown girl? right? i mean, the costume is great and all but... i'm not sure what you're going for here really. zombie cheerleader also comes to mind..."
