Y/n P.O.V.

Y/n: Fuck my life...

I say to myself as I lay on top of a random rooftop air vent which I completely destroyed by the way after loosing focus of my swinging. My name is Y/n L/n aka Your Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man...

My origin story start like this, I was bitten by a radioactive spider that granted me the power of a spider and I don't mean turning into mutant spider hybrid which result with me shooting web out of my ass. I gained the ability to crawl on walls, create webs, and Spider senses along with the standard inhuman strength, speed, and agility like every superhero and villain has nowadays.

I spend the next 20 years of my life fighting crimes and saving lives while gaining fame as a superhero despite not being part of that program called SDN or Superhero Dispatch Network. But I soon realized even though I have it easy as a superhero, I can't say the same thing for my normal life.

MJ: I'm sorry Y/n...

Besides having trouble making ends meet, my love life has been a shit show of bad luck. My first girlfriend, I've accidentally killed by accident when Green Goblin kidnapped her then dropped her over the bridge and my second girlfriend cheated on me with another guy name PAUL. What kind of fucking name is "Paul"? And why him of all people?!

But I'm sure you're more curious about why I'm laying on top of an air vent than my love life problems. So, it started out like this...

3rd P.O.V.

Earlier....

Spider-Man is seen tying up some criminals to a lamppost after stopping them from robbing a jewelry store.

Spider-Man: I swear... *securing the criminals to the post* You criminals never learn when to give up on robbing jewelry stores. *done securing the criminals* They have big sounding alarms for a reason!

Hearing the sound of police sirens from a distance.

Spider-Man: Looks like you guys ride is here. That's my cue to leave!

Spider-Man swings away as the cops pull up in front jewelry store to apprehends the tied up criminals.

Later....

Spider-Man: Another day saved by your, Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man.

He said, perching over on the ledge of a random rooftop building as he look down at the street below.

???: Are you doing the cliché perching on the rooftop?

Spider-Man: Speak of the devil, look who finally showed up.

Turning around to see his longtime friend... Mecha Man.

Spider-Man: Need something, "Robert RobertSON"?

Mecha Man: *sarcasm* Oh, hahaha. I almost laughed my ass off.

Spider-Man: You need to work better on your sarcasm, buddy.

Mecha Man: Can we cut the bullshit and focus, why I'm here.

Spider-Man: Alright, alright!

Mecha Man: I found someone who can tell me where I can find shroud but I need your help.

Spider-Man: You want me to kidnap a random thug from the street because he knows where Shroud could be hiding.

Mecha Man: Yes.

Spider-Man: ..... Alright.

Timeskip....

After receiving the location and information about the person he needed to find for Mecha Man. Spider-Man brought the random thug back, tied up along with blindfolded in a matter of half an hour.

Spider-Man: One criminal as you requested!

He said, tossing the random thug to the ground in front of Mecha Man.

Mecha Man: Thanks, I knew I can count on you.

Spider-Man: Hey, my name is the Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man for a reason.

Mecha Man pick ups the thugs as he gets ready to leave.

Spider-Man: Hold up! What are you planning to do with him?

Mecha Man: Interrogate him, obviously.

Spider-Man: Ok, but then what?

Mecha Man: Simple. Find Shroud and put an end to him.

Spider-Man: Alright, what do you mean by that. Are you planning to kill him?

Mecha Man: Maybe, I'll figure it out when I get there.

Spider-Man: Are you sure that what your father wants from you.

Mecha Man: Shroud killed my father. What else?

Spider-Man: You know revenge is not the answer for everything.

Mecha Man: What would you know?

Spider-Man: Because the point of being a Hero for Justice is bringing them in.

Mecha Man: Not everyone is the same, Spider-Man. But let me ask you this.... Do you ever wish you could go back to those simpler times?

Spider-Man: *thought* Simpler times....