A Slow Change

Malice let out an evil cackle, "Of course slow and steady is the most delicious way to make him mine." She stood up and summoned a projection of Spider man once more. Holding her gauntlet to his head she simply swirled it around, smirking at its effects that were, for the time being, apparent only to her.

***

Back on earth Peter Parker was busy stopping yet another robbery in New York City... or he was about to at least, the robber still had yet to notice him hiding out on the ceiling of the small convenience store.

"Now put the money in the bag old man!" the robber yelled at the clerk who begrudgingly began to transfer money from his register to the brown paper bag that the robber shoved at him. Spiderman squinted, the clerk really wasn't that old, 50s at least, but old man was a stretch. "Hey that's pretty rude don't you think? I mean he's no spring chicken, but neither are you pal" he said while lowering himself down on a web behind the crook. The robber, as they usually did, spun around and aimed his pistol at Spiderman who merely rolled his eyes.

"You guys just never learn" he said while shaking his head. A split second later he dropped from his web, rotated in midair, and shot a web at the robber's hand which carried the gun all the way to the wall. The robber looked dumbfounded for a moment before somewhat coming back to his senses and making a break for the door, an act which was quickly stopped by 4 more webs that plastered him to the wall next to the exit.

Spiderman chuckled and leaned against the counter "never gets old." The clerk shook Peter's hand vigorously, "Oh thank you Spiderman, how can I ever repay you?" Peter just smiled and opened his mouth to tell him that it was no problem, but just as he did a strange feeling came over him. He clutched his head as a splitting headache hit him, but then as soon as it started it ended and he felt fine; better than fine actually, he felt strong, powerful, and confident.

"Here let me get you some snacks to go" the clerk said as he grabbed a few bags of chips to gift to the web slinger, but when he turned back around to give them to him Spiderman was gone... along with the brown paper bag.

***

Malice reclined on her throne of gold and chuckled at the proceedings, all she had done was give Peter's moral compass a little nudge; a nudge that would no doubt be immensely hard to resist once he began to feel the pleasures of the darker things in life. A slight change in costume and he would soon be perfect for her, Malice licked her lips just thinking about the shock that Mary Jane would be receiving momentarily.

Though, if there was one issue with doing things slowly, it was that it had some periods of downtime. So while Peter swung off back to his apartment Malice decided that it would be quite malicious to cause some other trouble. Now the only question was which of her "better" half's friends to target first?