Chapter One

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Miles crashed through the window, taking a large TV monitor that was taller than him, though that part was an accident. He felt glass shards scape over the outside of his suit, some of it piercing through weaker parts of the fabric, some even digging into Miles' skin. He winced as he brought his arms up to his face to block glass, though he didn't have any time to lose. Plummeting out of a skyscraper wasn't exactly the time to get sidetracked.

Miles moved his arms once again this time away from his face, looking down at the concrete jungle that was New York, watching the sidewalk of the roads rising up fast toward him, until remembering he was going down. Spotting the TV miles held out a hand, pressing the web shooters button, that was promptly placed on his palm, with both his middle and ring fingers. He watched the tough sticky string shoot out of the hidden device on his wrist and onto the back of the television. When having it safety stuck to web he held his free hand out to press the shooter on it, not looking as the web shot and grabbed onto one of the tallest skyscrapers he could find that was relatively close.

He took a breath as he sliced through the air, not entirely graceful because of the dead weight of the monitor he was toting around, though his swinging wasn't very graceful to begin with. He looked back towards the window and watched as men swarmed the area he had broke through, grimaces and scowls on their faces, as Miles had escaped. No doubt the police were on their way, the whole act had been caught on camera.

Miles suddenly released the web he was riding through the sky with to plummet back down, suddenly going much faster because of the television he was still carrying with the string still attached and all. When he got close enough he once again shot string down onto the wall of one of the buildings and realized he couldn't stop himself with his other hand. He grunted as he suddenly stopped going down and tugged back up to where his string was, though he paused. With the television now hung just a foot or two above the sidewalk and people staring at him, Miles smiled, pressing the button on his palm twice so the string detached and the TV fell to the ground, relatively unharmed, "Uh, if any of you want that, feel free to take it."

The crowd on the sidewalk suddenly cheered to him, and Miles couldn't help but laugh a little when he saw this little girl, not even looking five yet, jumping up and down in excitement. He gave a small wave to the group around the television before lifting his wrist up to once again shoot for a skyscraper, and swing off. His smile and happy attitude quickly faded as he sighed, purposely bringing himself higher and higher into the sky. He didn't believe the day could get any worse than it was right then.

Miles quickly brought up a hand to press it to his ear when hearing a buzzing. No, it wasn't his Spidey-Sense or a power of any sort. Inside his mask, there was a small device in his ear, letting him take calls without needing his phone. It was for him and Peter, though Miles couldn't help but to give Ganke the number to it as well, giving him a guess on who this was, "Dude, are you okay?"

"Define, 'okay'," Miles just shook his head as he suddenly landed on the top of a glass window covered building, high enough to be out of eyeshot of the people, of course, unless they looked up. "I have no idea why I agreed to that."

"Because I told you to. I'm sorry, Miles. That was a sick-ass jump you did out the window though!" Miles couldn't help but give a small laugh when hearing Ganke's sudden loud one. Ganke always knew what to say, even if he didn't know he did. "But, ow. I couldn't imagine doing that. And I can't believe, cannot, believe Olivia didn't go after you."

"No, me neither. When I looked back she wasn't even at the window, it was just a bunch of those guys," Miles moved to sit on the edge of the roof with his legs hanging off. It was sunset, and the only time he could see it was when he was high enough. "Man I wish you could see the sun right now."

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