Spider-Man and The Esper

75. Finally Free

"Yee-haa!" Spider-man yells out with a lot of joy as he was swinging along the buildings.

He sticks to the side of the building as he runs upwards. Finally, after being discharged from the hospital, saying his goodbyes to Frank and Wade since they were going back to their world no less using the dimension transportation device that Wade brought with him, Fubuki proving his innocence, he felt free as a bird.

It even started to trigger some memories back in New York in his world years ago when he was still Spider-man at a young age.

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"Easy as taking candy from a baby!" The thug in the green striped shirt laughed, kicking in the door to the roof. "A million-buck candy!"

"How are you kidding Marco? Once the big man takes his cut for that fancy new equipment, we'll be lucky to get a dime." His partner in crime Alexander O'Hirn complained.

They ran to the edge of the building.

"Just quit talkn' and jump!" Marko held onto his loot bag tightly and prepared to jump.

Then he suddenly heard a thwip sound beside him.

"O'Hirn?" He turned around to see his partner spun up in a web, hanging from the radio tower on the building.

"Having a late-night stroll, you two?" An annoying voice quipped. "Didn't take you for the type, Marko."

Flint Marko let out a frustrated moan. Just as he had expected, there was a figure in a grey and black suit squatting on the radio tower.

"Not him again!" O'Hirn called, helplessly dangling in the air. "Wait till I get down here, you freak!"

The costumed freakshow laughed at that, pulling at the web, making the thug spin in the air.

"Get over here you spandexed creep!" Marko yelled from the ground, getting into a fighting stance. This time that guy wouldn't ruin his take!

"Much obliged." The costumed hero jumped down with a somersault, landing directly in front of him.

He tried hitting the creep with the bag full of diamonds, but he slipped out of the way effortlessly.

"You know Marco, if I didn't know any better, I'd say you liked getting thrashed by me. What is this? Like the third time this summer?"

"Arr!" he groaned, again unable to hit him, as he jumped out of the way. Frustrated, Marko threw away the loot bag and reached into his pocket. "Not this time you don't! Wait till you get a load of this!"

He got out a small strange looking silver gun with a blue shining core and shot straight at him.

"Wow!" Just in the nick of time, the annoying spider-freak dodged out of the way. As the bullet flew, for a moment, it seemed to shine in a strange blue light.

"What garage sale did you get that from? That's so flashy!"

"Shut up!" Marko shot again.

And again, he dodged.

"Sorry, can't play around anymore. School night." Taking a knee to aim, the freak shot a web.