This was it. This was my time to shine. This was my time to stop crime. But the only crime I could ever see was how amazing you looked. You're so attrsctive it should be criminal.

Just admiring your facial features as I was staring at your through your window while you sleep. Yeah, I did this a lot. I just admire your looks in the moonlight, the way the moon reflects off your face. God you are out of this world.

I go around your house, staring in dept of the floors, kitchen, living room, bedrooms, bathrooms, and whatnot to make sure no one was there. Securing the area, I know you're safe.

Now, I could go find the real crime.

The search of the fucker that killed the father figure in my life. The only one. My Uncle Ben.

The roof a random building, scanning the area for anything suspicious. Nothing yet.

I'm flying through the air, webs swinging, air brushing my costume on my body as I follow the police cars. I see the whole city of New York, but still unable to find the fucker who did this to Uncle Ben.

Found them. Crashing through an alley way, cops chasing them, crashing through trashbins, and dumpsters. I began to Sling onto the car, mainting a grip on the web as a landed feet first on the hood. I actually forgot how strong I was when I smashed into the hood to grab his attention, I felt something greasy until I realized it was his hair I was touching.

Shots fired. Saw the gun waving around trying to shoot me, but I landed on the truck next to us before it could hit me. He's speeding through, too fast. He's gonna cause an accident. Swing, swing, swing as far as I could to landed in front of the car to smash through his window to blind him, but after the punch he crashed in front of gates. Thank fuck for my speed, I would've been dead.

Shit, the police are here. I gotta- wait, where did he go? He ran off quicker than he drove. The little shit.