Spider Ninja

"THOUGHTS" !!SOUND EFFECTS!!

AUTHOR'S NOTES: I've totally revamped and rewritten this fanfic by having someone else get spider powers. Feel free to read it over again.

Chapter One

"You ready for the science field trip, Peter?" Aaron Chang asked his friend and fellow martial arts student while the two were on the Midtown High bus driving towards their destination.

"I'm ready Aaron. I'm really looking forward to this. I hear Professor Otto Octavius and his assistant, Dr. Carolyn Trainer, will be there. They're reputed to be the best nuclear physicists in the world!" Peter Parker answered excitedly.

"You mean the way I'm one of the best martial artists in the world?" Aaron asked in fake arrogance.

"Still as humble as ever, eh, Aaron?" Peter said to the handsome, muscularly defined, Chinese American.

"Hey, I'm just kidding. It will take some time before I'm really the best."

"I was wondering. Why would a martial arts expert like you be even interested in a science field trip like the one we're going on?"

"A martial artist should also have brains. I'm not just a guy who can fight. Don't confuse me with Flash Thompson who really can't fight that well anyway. What I am is much deeper than that. But your skills aren't that bad either. Even though all you had was acrobatic and breakfall skills from when you were brought up in the circus, you did pretty well. You're one of the few people in our class who can spar with me even if you spend a lot of time dodging and running away from me. I appreciate the fact that I have to work hard in order to beat you. And my great-grandfather teaching you some tricks and exposing some weaknesses in my defenses to you kept me on my toes."

"I'm not just an ordinary acrobat. The acrobatic training I went through was Chinese acrobatics, too, the kind of training Jackie Chan went through. But I also have gone through some boxing, kickboxing, a year of Brazillian jiu jitsu, wrestling, tae kwon do, wing chun kung fu and even some military and street fighting techniques. And don't forget I've learned speed hitting from that book I read," Peter answered.

"You didn't totally master any of those arts; you just learned the maneuvers and strikes. The only thing you really mastered was the Chinese kung fu acrobatic style which is the only style you learned I have a good amount of respect for. You adapted well to my family's Shu Ciao kung fu style. I wish I had taken acrobatics when I was younger but my father wanted to make sure I could fight first. Learning acrobatics only recently has been difficult. That's why you're so good at running away from me; you're so hard to hit or catch. But why did you learn so many different martial arts before finally settling on my family's kung fu style?"

"After my parents died in a trapeze accident I went to live with my aunt and uncle. My sadness over my parents death made me shy and withdrawn; for that reason I got picked on a lot. My uncle had me learn a lot of different martial arts styles but nothing really helped a whole lot except for the jiu jitsu. Then someone told my uncle about your kung fu style. I'm very glad I started learning it. It was really helpful to me in many ways, not just fighting off bullies."

"Yeah. My family's style is one of the best in the world. That's what helped you so much. But as I said it goes deeper than just fighting. But I wonder if any of those fighting styles you went through really helped you at all."

"The fighting styles I 'went through' did help me. I know I'm not as skilled as you but every now and then I 'pull a rabbit out of my hat' and come up with a maneuver you haven't seen before.'

"That's why it's good to spar with you. I have to pay attention whenever I fight you. You also get lucky every now and then," Aaron said matter of factually. "But I'm still the best."

"That's so interesting!" a voice called from left of them. On the other side of the bus sat Mary Jane Watson. She had bland red hair which was set in a bun, making her look like a frumpy, mousy secretary; her huge coke bottle glasses and conservative clothes helped to complete the female "Clark Kent" look she had. The teenage girl was around five feet five inches tall weighing 135 pounds. She was a female nerd if there ever was one.

Her natural meekness and shyness had made her a target of bullies to the point that two years ago on the last day of school when she was in eighth grade while drying herself off after taking a shower during P.E., Buffy Thompson, Flash Thompson's fraternal twin sister, and some of the cheerleaders of which Buffy was captain had grabbed her, tore off her towel and shoved her out of the girl's locker room exposing her naked to the whole school while the cheerleaders laughed and kept Mary Jane from getting back in the locker room. Many of the boys and girls laughed and mocked while Mary Jane had lay on the floor, curled herself into a ball and cried. Peter had noticed her, took pity on her and put his jacket on her covering her up despite the threats and insults of the people there. Ever since that day Mary Jane had had a crush on Peter.

"Oh, hi, Mary Jane," Peter answered kindly. "I didn't even notice you there."

"You know, I've taken martial arts as well."

"You have, eh?" Aaron asked. "What are you taking?"

"I've been taking tae kwon do for about two years. My father taught me some street fighting and wrestling techniques and I've even taken boxing and judo," Mary Jane said with a smile. She had done this because her parents had insisted on it since she had been picked on so much but despite all this Mary Jane was still called Wimpy Watson by Buffy Thompson and the cheerleader squad. She had tried to stand up to Buffy but had still lost the fight to her. Despite the attempts at martial arts training she wasn't much of a fighter.

"That's great, Mary Jane but you might consider taking my family's kung fu style. We have strong woman martial artists in my family; they could teach you how to fight as well. Weren't you a gymnast at one time?"

"Yes, I was but I wasn't very good. The exercises I've had to do weren't all that difficult for me but when it came time for me to do gymnastic feats I fell flat."

"Where did you learn how to escape bonds after being tied up?" Peter asked. "I heard you almost always escape whenever someone tries to tie you down."

Mary Jane blushed a little. "That was more trial and error. The cheerleaders and sometimes the football team would often tie me up and laugh at me. I tried to escape many times; eventually I figured out how to do it."

"That's very impressive. But I still think you should learn martial arts from the women in my family. Here." Aaron handed her a card with the number of his martial arts studio on it. "Call us up and get started as soon as possible. By the way, Peter trains there too."

Mary Jane took the card and smiled at Peter while Peter smiled back nervously. "I think she likes you, Peter. Why don't you string her along a little bit so she'll come and train at my family's studio?" Aaron whispered to him.

"I can't do that, Aaron. She's nice and everything but the girl I'm in love with is Gwen Stacy. Besides, why does your family need more students? You got plenty."

"It's not just for my family's business; it's for Mary Jane as well. She needs it. I know what has happened to her. There's a rumor going around that one of the football players raped by her a little while back. She's been bullied worse than you, Peter so she really needs the help. She has 'victim' written all over her despite the little bit of training she's attempted to do."

Elsewhere on the bus some other guys were talking. "Look at those two over there, the guke and the geek," Flash said to some of his fellow football players who laughed.

"When are we going to get even with those guys for ruining our fun, Flash?" Monk, one of the offensive linemen on the high school football team, asked. He was a very big guy who often blocked for Flash as he ran with the ball as a running back. "When we attempted to pants some of the members of the audio visual club a week ago that geek, Peter Parker, made us waste too much time chasing him down and even got some good shots in," the bald lineman said as he rubbed his still aching neck.

"I remember that, Monk," Morris Gainer, a defensive lineman and captain of the defense side of the football team, said. He was the nose guard(the lineman who faces the center, the center is the guy who's right in front of the quarterback and gives him the ball during snap off). "Then that Chinese guy used his karate to beat some of us up. I don't know why he hangs around a geek like Parker."

"I think it's kung fu not karate. Karate is what Japanese guys do. Kung fu is what Chinese guys do," another football player said.

"Whatever!" the defensive captain yelled in anger. "We gotta do something about them. I'd like to grab that a guy after beating him up and say to him, 'get out of here, man. And take you're kung fu witcha, you're kung fu witcha, you're kung fu witcha.'"

"We'll get them, Morris. I was thinking about shoving one or both of them into some chemicals or something like that. Our best opportunity will be today since we're going to a lab. We'll only get one chance for this so listen up." Flash then whispered the plan to his fellow jocks.

After Flash had explained his plan with his buddies his sister, Buffy had heard the whole conversation since she and some cheerleaders had been sitting right behind them. "The guys shouldn't have all the fun, right girls?" Buffy said to her cohorts. Buffy Thompson was a tall statuesque young woman with super model good looks who had the same reddish-blond hair her brother had. In addition to being the captain of the cheerleader team she was also a star athlete in volleyball, girl's basketball and other sports.

"What do you have in mind, Buffy?" a cheerleader asked.

"After the football team have shoved those guys into whatever they're going to shove them into we'll quitely shove Mary Jane into those chemicals. Hopefully she'll get really sick and die. I want that geek girl, Mary Jane to suffer for standing up to me. How dare she do that?"

"All right, but I figured you beating her up anyway was enough."

"It won't be enough until I say it's enough! Don't you dare challenge me or I'll throw you off the cheerleader squad!"

"OK. OK," the pretty young girl said, frightened at the prospect of losing her premier status as a cheerleader.

"Good. If there isn't any more objections, here's the plan."

Eventually the bus arrived at it's destination and the students exited the bus and were led inside. "Hey, Peter! Hey, Aaron! Wait up!" Maynard Wilson, the president of the Audio Video Club, called out running towards them.

"Hey, Maynard. We didn't see you on the bus. This is pretty interesting, isn't it?" Peter said to the nerdish boy with the horn rimmed glasses.

"You guys need to be careful," Maynard whispered to them. "Flash Thompson and the football team have something planned against you two."

"Oh, don't worry about it. Those guys are nothing. I can take anything those guys throw at me. And Peter can dodge around until they get tired of chasing him. So there's no problem," Aaron said with confidence.

"Uh, can I hang out with you guys?" Maynard humbly asked.

"Sure, dude. I might need a good cameraman when I become a great martial arts movie star," Aaron said as Maynard happily walked along side them.

"Hey, Peter. There's the girl of your dreams, Gwen Stacy," Aaron said as he regarded the beautiful blond."

"Aaron. Keep it down. You want them to hear you?" Peter said a little embarrassed.

"They're nearing that radioactive laser that's operating inside that glass casing on that table over there. How about if we 'accidentally' shove those geeks into the casing of those irradiated spiders? That will fix them," Morris said to Flash Thompson.

"That's a good idea, Morris. Since Aaron is the toughest one, I'll make sure he gets the worst of it. They're right in front of one of those glass cases now. Let's walk up to them quiet like," Flash said as his teammates followed him.

"The nuclear radiation here is very intense and concentrated. Dr. Octavius is a genius!" Maynard stated as he went on and on about the experiments that were taking place.

All of a sudden, the group of football players shoved the three boys towards the table on which the plexi glass container with the irradiated spiders in it, breaking it. !!SMASH!! Aaron took the worst of it as he was in the center of the three while Peter absorbed a little bit of the spider radiation, him being on the right of Aaron. Flash and the boys ended up shoving the Maynard on the left of Aaron.

Then Buffy and the cheerleader girls quitely and quickly grabbed the nerdish Mary Jane who had actually been daydreaming, staring off into space, and shoved her into the area that the football players had shoved Peter and Aaron into. Mary Jane had nimbly kept from falling into the radiation but screamed when a spider which had been living in the now broken glass container and thus had been irradiated, bit her, causing her to faint and fall on top of the guys who had smashed into the glass casing.

"What a wimp!" one of the cheerleader said while the others laughed.

"The sight of blood probably caused her to faint," another cheerleader said.

"Buffy, what are you doing?" Flash asked his sister.

"I'm joining in on the fun, brother dear."

"You should have asked first..."

"You don't tell me what to do!"

"It's no problem, Flash," Morris said, admiring the sexy cheerleader captain.

"What's going on here!" one of the scientists who worked there called out, running towards the boys with security right behind him.

"Uh, these guys fell into the glass dome here. We didn't have anything to do with this," Flash Thompson lied as the other guys and cheerleader girls behind him nodded in agreement. The three boys and were sprawled on the floor while Mary Jane was writhing on the floor in pain next to them.

"We need to get these people to the hospital! Call an ambulance!"

"Flash!" Mr. Peabody, the teacher who was in charge of the field trip, called out. "What have you done this time?!"

"I ain't done nothing, Mr. Peabody. These guys fell," Flash answered looking innocent as the teacher looked at him suspiciously.

"It's true, Mr. P," Morris piped in. "They tripped and fell." The other football players and cheerleaders again nodded their heads in agreement.

XXX

"Peter? Are you OK?" Peter heard as he started to wake up in his hospital bed.

"Huh? Aunt May? Where am I?"

"You're in the hospital, son," Ben Parker answered. "The doctor said you'll be OK. You crashed into a glass container filled with radiation so you were fortunate. Your friend, Aaron, was practically bathed in radiation and broken glass. The doctors aren't sure how long it will take for him to recover. Maynard's OK but Mary Jane is in a coma. How did it happen?"

"It was Flash Thompson and his jock friends! They shoved us into that glass casing! Ever since Aaron and I stood up to them, they've been waiting for an opportunity to get back at us for a long time now," Peter answered hotly.

"Take it easy, Peter," his uncle said, restraining him. We know Flash Thompson has been picking on you and others for some time. That's one of the reasons we put you in all those martial arts classes. It's obvious they worked up to a point. You didn't have so many 'accidents' after you got your black belt."

"I don't know if I like all this fighting. People get hurt when fights happen. I thought the purpose to taking martial arts was for you to feel good about yourself and have more self esteem," Aunt May interjected. "Isn't Aaron Chang the prize student at the karate school you go to? Fat lot of good karate did him."

"It's kung fu not karate. Yes, he's good but he's not invincible. I'm sure he'll recover from this. There's a saying, 'that which doesn't kill you can only make you stronger.' That's what will probably happen to Aaron.

"I understand that statement, Peter, but it's not always true." A very old Chinese man had walked into the room with a sense of grace and stealth that no one had noticed him until he had spoken. He was five feet four inches tall with long, gray/white hair. He looked very frail but his eyes showed a strength and experience unknown to most people.

"Mr. Chang! How's Aaron doing? I heard he was seriously injured!" Peter said to the martial arts master.

"I'm not sure if Aaron will make it or not. Things don't look good for him right now, but thank you for your concern."

"I'm sorry to hear about that, Mr. Chang. I hope and pray Aaron will get better," May Parker said graciously.

"Thank you for your kindness, Mrs. Parker. Now that I've seen that Peter is OK, I'll be taking my leave." With that the old man left.

"May!" a woman called out as she ran into Peter's room.

"Yes, Ruth?" May answered.

"Is Peter OK? My son, Maynard, told me how that brute, Flash Thompson and his goons shoved him, Peter, Mary Jane Watson and that Chinese kid into that radioactive glass container. My son will be OK but I heard the Chinese guy got the worst of it. I wonder what happened to him. Anyway, something should be done about Flash Thompson! He's been picking on my poor Maynard for years."

"That's not a bad idea. I'm planning on calling the school tomorrow," May answered.

Hidden in the shadows was a small ancient woman. When no one was looking she moved though the hospital like the ninja she was unseen into the room Mary Jane Watson was located. "Yes. There you are. You have a lot of power residing in you, child. So I'm going to make sure you learn how to use it." The old Japanese woman put her hands on the girl's head and concentrated.

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AUTHOR'S NOTES: I'll end this chapter right here. Thanks for reading this fic. Now please review.