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OKAY, LETS DO THIS ONE LAST TIME, my name is Ines Molina. I was bitten by a genetically modified spider, and for the past 6 years I've been the one and only Spider-Woman...
"Mist, you can't run forever!" The heavily muscled man, groaned, nearly striking her. Sweat built up against his hairless head, as he dashed across the abandoned warehouse, attempting to catch her.
"Run away from you, Kingpin?" she teased beneath her face mask. Her fingertips stretched out, releasing the translucent webs to blind him for a mere second, "We're just getting started!" Swiftly, she launched herself again. Moving her fists and feet to attack once more.
Anyways, I'm pretty sure you guys know the rest...I saved the city, over and over, and over again. Quit my job and started working part time under the local newspaper. Defeated Lady Octopus, also known as my mother. Have been hiding my secret identity from my Uncle Alis who is on the man hunt for me, and slowly ever since, I've been trying to save my one and only friend.
"Aw, would you look at that. And here I thought marshmallow fluff would come out of you... since you're so...weirdly shaped" Ines hung upside, smiling.
"You think calling me fat will keep me from killing you!?" Kingpin roared in anger, struggling to break free from the sticky substance.
