Vol.1 / Issue #0.3: Down Came the Rain

Issue #0.3: Down Came the Rain

"The itsy bitsy spider went up the gutter spout? No, water spout. Right, the thing Helen Keller was using when she first learned to communicate."

I felt a pinch in my knuckle when I connected with the guy's jaw. I felt it crack, his jaw, not my knuckle. Superhuman strength means the worst I'm going to feel is a slight pinch. Lucky for me. There's a second guy, coming up fast behind me. My spider-sense pinged him fast enough for me to back flip over him. I ricochet off the pavement, onto the wall and then do a...flying kick? Spinny-kick? I don't know the words. SHIELD hasn't called me back about training in a few weeks. No wait, it's been a month!

One good spinny-kick puts Tagger No. 2 down. A twirly-punch finishes Tagger No. 1. I think these guys go to my school. And yeah I know writing your name on a wall isn't a big deal, but this wasn't
some burned out building, it was somebody's house. I expected to show them my mask and they'd run off, but No. 2 had a pocket knife and thought today was his day to get famous. No such luck. They should be glad I didn't use my venom blast.

Travel via my web shooters is quicker than the bus, and luckily nobody in Florissant, MO bothers looking up. Once Cross Keys is in sight, I drop down behind a dumpster and quick-change into my school schools. They fit snugly in my backpack, on top of my Social Studies and Pre-Algebra books. Ugh! Guess they don't fit so well on top of my lunch. My peanut butter and jelly is just a wad now, but at least my carrots and pudding staid fresh. Hopefully the machine won't eat my quarters again and I can get a Dew after gym.

Shirt and jeans on. Shoes laced, Backpack draped over one shoulder. I am ready to go. Today started strange with those taggers, but now all I have to worry about is that Bio exam third period, then maybe a little heroing after school and everything will be right as rain.