Everything posted by ClokMaus
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'AAGHH!" Phil screamed, his body convulsing. "Stop it! Stop! Aghh!!! What di I do- AAGHH!!!" His body writhed, and he fell to the floor. "Stop! Aghh!"
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"Oh," Spider-man jumped back. "Really? I... uh... sorry."
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"No thanks," said Phil. "I'd rather stay." He jumped off the wall, "By the way, Frosty, you didn't kill Spider-man?' he said, and quick as a flash, had jumped on top of Jack Frost. he shot another blast of webs into the guy's face. "I'll kill you!" he shouted, punching Frost's gut. "Oh yeah, and don't call me Spider-twerp, Snowman!"
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Phil cocked his head. "Hey, dude, good-guy man, how's the legs? Being frozen and all." He shot another blast of webbing at Jack Frost. "Hey, Snowman, is really a techie boy, or what? I like.. didn't know- Woah!" He jumped aside on the wall. "Quit it with the ice-balls, already."
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"Oh yeah, and to answer your question, it's just a home-made webbing my dad devised up, ya know. I really don't think you wanna know."
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Spider-Man jumps back. "Woah! Dude, take a chill-pill- wait. That's the last thing you need, frosty!" He dodged an iceball. "Dude, calm down!"
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Phil whirled around. "What?" he said, all his manliness returning. "There's someone upstairs?" He tightened his mask. "Let's take this guy." Phil jumped up, and shot the robbers face. "Yo, dude!" he joked. "How's a nice face-full of web feel, huh?' He laughed.
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"The Villains?" shouted Phillip, aiming his webs at this newcomer. "The villains? How dumb do you think I am? You killed him, I know it!" And, to his shame, he started to cry. Idiot! Quit crying! You're 15. But he couldn't.
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Phillip shouted "Why should I? You killed my father! I know it!" He took a step backwards. His palms sweated.
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Phil started. "Ahh!" he shouted, cocking his web-shooters. "Back off!"
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Almost as soon as he fell asleep, Phil woke up. His Spider-sense tingled. Someone else was here. He jumped up, flexing his hands. He slowly walked down the stairs..
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An hour later, Phillip stood up. "Then it's true," he said out loud. "Dad,' he said, looking into the sky. "I'll find them. For you. For Mom." he pulled his mask back on. He looked up. The sun was setting. He strode back inside, stepping over broken glass. Someone's fought here, he thought, bending down. And they've fought recently. He stood up, and dashed upstairs. He walked into a bedroom, and sat down. He'd have to wait here, and he would, until whoever was here came back. They may have killed his father. He would wait..... Two minutes later, he fell back onto the bed, asleep.
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Phillip leaned in. His brain yelled Get Out!!!! but he continued. "I'm the Spider-Man now." He trod quietly through the rooms. "Anybody home?" he said. "obviously, no. Ok..." he jumped out the back window. A graveyard? "What?" Phillip walked through the stones. "Wolverine?" he said reading them. "Beast?' He glanced at a small crude piece of wood, with a name scrawled on it. "Spider-Ma- No. No, no, no, no." he dropped to his knees. "Dad!" he cried. He tore his mask off, sobbing. His heart felt as if it would break in two. Who would have done this? His head bent down and his entire body was racked with sobs. Part 3, coming....
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Phillip swung through the air, rage filling his mind. As he swung, he looked down. What? 4 people, inside an old building.. wait. his dad had gone there before. the X-mansion? What were these people doing there- No, His father's murderers? He broke the line he was swinging on, and dropped to the doorway. he leaned his head through. If only he could hear what was being said. he leaned further..
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Phillip Parker walked home through the morning mist. "I can't believe they called school off on a two hour day," he said, chatting to his best friend. "Yeah, I know, right! Oops, Gtg, bro!" his friend dashed off, as Phil continued home. As he walked in the doorway, he saw his mother, Gwen, sitting at their table, crying. "Mom?" said Phillip, letting his backpack slide to the floor. "Mom!" What happened?" Gwen looked up. "Its.. your father. They found.. his body. He's been... murdered." She broke out again, sobbing. "What?' Phillip straightened up. Surprisingly, instead of anger, he felt rage boiling up inside him. A plan came to mind. "I swear," he said, clenching his fists. "I will find whoever killed him. I'll kill him." He stormed through his room, into his parents bedroom. He stopped at the mirror. Looking at himself, he saw a shell of a boy. It was as if he was watching a movie. Phil bent over a small hickory chest by the bed, and opened it. Inside, was his father's spare Spider-man suit and web-shooters. Phillip knew what to do. He must become the new Spider-Man. He pulled the suit out, and silently changed into it. he pulled the mask down. He strode into the living room, where he laid a hand on his mom's shoulder. "I'm going out, mom. I'll be back, I promise. I'll find who killed dad. I don't care if I have to spend a year, I'll find him. And with that, he strode to the window, opened it, and jumped out, thoughts of revenge filling his mind. Part 2 coming soon!
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Hero Form: Name: Phillip Harry Parker Hero Name: Spider-Man Powers: Web shooting from wrists, sticky fingers. Age: 15 Story: The son of Peter Parker (Spidey) and Gwen Stacey, Phil grows up knowing about his dad's superhero career. When Spider-man is murdered, (Seriously? Kill him off?) Phil takes up the mantel, seeking revenge on his father's murderer. Weapons: His web shooters, sticky fingers and feet,
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