You're not him!!!

Peter sat on the bus feeling sick in the stomach.

It wasn't travel sickness, far, far from it.

He was sat right behind right behind the big idiots in the school. Better yet, the world. Harry Osborn and Flash Thompson. He very highly doubted that they knew he was behind them or listening in on their conversation. A conversation amazingly similar to one Peter had with Ned only weeks before.

"So, how did you fight the vulture without being scared?"

'Well Flash I WAS terrified, and I still don't know why I did it. You remember Liz? My date to homecoming? Well, her dad was the vulture and he threatened me after Liz got out of the car. But I ditched Liz and chased after him. I managed to get the plane down safely. Ish. Then he beat me up. And I saved his life. So, there's the truth. But, no. You're asking that little faker...' Peter thought loudly to himself.

"I'm not scared of anything!" lied Harry "I kept my cool and kicked his ass. It's what I'm good at!"

Peter nearly scoffed out loud.

'No Harry. You're good at lying and being an annoying little sh-'

"Did Mr Stark reward you for the plane or did he threaten to sue you?" asked Flash.

Harry shrugged "Took me in didn't he?"

'Yes, because you lied to him and made out you're someone you're not'

"So damn cool, do you think he would take me in as well?"

Harry laughed "No Flash. Unless you have secret powers that you were born with. Like me!"

Oh, so that's what Harry's excuse for powers is. He was born with them.

"That is so cool. You just hid them all of this time?" Flash swallowed the story like water.

"Yeah, freaked me out when I was younger. But now I'm really happy about them!"

Right. Right.

Suddenly the bus stopped.

They were at Stark Tower, for a decathalon trip.

Courtesy of Tony Stark.

Peter felt so much relief to see no press outside the tower. Mr Stark probably paid them off.

It meant a nice, quiet trip.

As soon as Mr Harrington said they could get off, everyone was pushing to get off.

Peter hung about until he saw Ned at the back of the shuffle. He gave him a report of what he'd heard.

"Born with them? He isn't even trying!" exclaimed Ned "He's the son of one of the most advanced scientists today!"

"Obviously he thought of it on the spot!" answered Peter with fustration visible.

The two teens followed the group as they walked towards the tower.

To Peter's absolute horror, his spidey senses were set off. Danger was coming. But he couldn't tell where from. He began looking in every directions, feeling anxious. Ned noticed.

"Dude, you okay?" he asked.

Peter finally understood.

"EVERYONE, DUCK!" he yelled. Everyone ducked in confusion, but after about two seconds understood.

A large stone pillar flew above them. Where their heads had been only moments before. It smashed on a car making the annoying, and quite fitting, alarm go off.

Peter looked up to see what or who threw it.

A figure was heading towards them. It looked robotic, just like the vulture it looked homemade, not in some amazing advanced labs. It definitely wasn't one of Tony Stark's.On the front of the armour a man could be seen, masked and covered by the armour like a blanket. He was smirking. But the one thing stood out to Peter the most. This thing had EIGHT legs connected to the armour. They carried this man accross the building, towards the teens.

Screaming began to fill the air as well as the car alarm. Then running footsteps as all of the teens (and teachers) as they all ran, ducking into alleys and shops in fright. Peter and Ned ran to a further alley to be alone as Petter got ready. The robotic octopus yelled out.

"Spider-Man! Come and face ME! I know you're not who they say you are!"

Peter wasn't sure how he was meant to feel about what he said.

"Damn, I guess every day is leg day, eh?"

The robotic octopus turned to where Peter/Spider-Man was clinging to a building close to him. The monster spent about fifteen seconds just staring at him.

Before an arm came forward, aiming at Peter's chest. Peter jumped out of the way and threw a web at the many-armed-robot's chest in retaliation, he then sung on the web towards it. But the many-armed-robot threw him off course before grabbing the web and swatting the spider away.

Peter landed with a thump on the ground, near where the car had been smashed. He felt a sharp sting on his arm. He looked cautiously, he saw piece of glass in his arm. Peter picked it out and scowled, under the mask, at the bleeding. Peter chose to ignore it, for now.

He shot two webs at a building and pulled himself onto the roof. He didn't like heights much, but kept going. The many-armed-robot followed him closely. It grabbed a pipe and threw it at him. Peter dodged. Peter then shot two webs at the robot's human eyes.

*

Ned looked up to see the fight best he could. He couldn't leave the alley in case anyone saw him guarding Peter's stuff. But he could see something that nearly made him spit.

He saw Harry Osborn hidden securly underneath a fold up table leaned against a wall. Only his hair gave him away.

Ned furiously looked back up at Peter, he knew that whatever Peter did right now, as amazing or stupid as it could be, Harry would take all the credit. Ned saw Peter jump in the air to avoid a pipe.

"Peter!" he fiercly whispered, quite loudly, to himself.

"I knew it!" came a triamphant voice from behind him.

Ned turned around with a shot.

"MICHELLE!" Ned cried out.

"MJ" she corrected with a smirk.

*

Peter ducked yet again as the many-armed-robot threw a pipe at him. This was taking too long.

Although the robotic pain in the ass was blinded, his arms had a mind of their own. Two were trying to get the webs from the only human part's face.

The others were fighting Peter. Peter began to think logically about how to win this fight. He came up with an idea as quickly as he could.

He shot two webs at two of the closes arms. After they got a hold Peter pulled them forward and jumped. He kicked it with both feet right in it's blinded face.

The many-armed-robot flew back and crashed on the road in front of Stark Tower. Peter quickly webbed it down and took a deep breath. In all of this time the car alarm had finally ended.

People began to clap and cheer, replacing the noise completely. Peter swung away.

He slipped carefully back into the alleyway where Ned was. But as he did he saw someone stood next to Ned tooking very smug.

"Well, hello Spider-Man. Or, should that be Peter?" asked MJ.

"Sorry Peter....."