Spins a web any size, catches thieves just like flies

A series of thoughts ran through Susan’s mind that very moment when she pushed off the railing. First was when she was a little girl during her first time at summer camp, jumping off the branch of a tree to land into the nearby lake, and only THEN realising how high the fall was. The next was her first roller coaster, her eyes going wide and her hands holding the safety bar in front of her with a **** grip when she felt the first drop and the coaster train rattling at breakneck speed down to ground level. Even that fateful shuttle launch that sent her and her family out into space and gave her those powers, the vertigo she felt being launched out in open space, the disorientation, and the harsh reminder that she was terrified of heights.

All of that played out in the slow seconds that passed in her mind as she realized JUST at that moment, she had jumped off a hundred story building without knowing if she could even swing across buildings. Screaming at the top of her lungs as the ground floor grew closer by the second, Sue panicked as her arms flailed and she tumbled down in freefall like a rock.

“OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! THIS WAS A TERRIBLE MISTAKE!”

Screaming more and more as she was already halfway down the height of the Baxter building and falling fast, she didn’t know what to do until her left arm shot out to her side and a line of webbing shot out from the back of her hand. The thin black we fluid splatting against the wall of a neighbouring high-rise across the street and her hand flung around to grasp the line. Immediately her fall turned trajectory and Susan found herself swinging in an almost perfect curve back up high into the air where the web line went slack now that there was no pull to it. Almost on instinct, Susan pointed with her right fist and another line shot out, connecting with another building, and swinging again.

Her panic had slowly evaporated as she sailed across the city streets with each swing and quickly getting the hand of it. Swinging up across town and floating in the air for a split second before gravity could pull her down, she took in the view of New York from several stories up in the air. Susan could do nothing but smile when she pointed with her fist and swung again, this time adding a spin into her swing, summersaulting into the air like she was dancing before shooting another web line, her legs tucked in to help guide her trajectory, her laughter echoing over the streets below as she got the hand of swinging around like Spider-Man.

“WHOOOOOOOO! THIS IS AMAZING!!!

She didn’t understand just HOW she was doing this. Her arms almost pointed on their own, almost like the suit was helping her, guiding her to the best position for the web lines to hit so she could swing from one roof top to the next. Speaking of which, she spotted the roof tops of several penthouses and smirked when she let go of the line.

Landing on her toes and practically dancing as she leapt from one roof top to the next, and then finishing with a pirouette, Susan shot out a web line and propelled herself back up into the air with a triple lux, ecstatic as she made her way across town and making good distance just from swinging alone. She had become so agile, so graceful, never in a million years did she think she could pull off stunts like those that would put Olympic gymnasts to shame. She loved every second of it.

“This is INCREDIBLE! I’ve never had so much fun in my life, Spider-Man must be the happiest guy in the world to be able to do this every day and night…”

*

Meanwhile across town at a group therapy session…

“Welcome everyone, we have some old and new members today, so if this is your first time, please stand and introduce yourself and why you’re here today.” Chirped the pleasant voice of the therapist adjusting her glasses and clicking the pin to her pen over her clip board.

The group of people looked to each other until one with a cane stood up and adjusted his sunglasses. “Hello, my name is Matt Murdok, an accident robbed me of my sight when I was eight, and… It doesn’t get any easier from there.”

“Hello Matt.” Spoke up the group as he sat down and a woman got up, straightening her jacket as she fidgeted on the spot. “Hello, my name is Jessica Jones, I… Well let’s just say I got out of a very toxic relationship, and I’ve been struggling ever since, I hit the bottle pretty bad and I’m hoping I can get out of it.”

“Hello Jessica.” The group clapped as she sat, and another man stood up. “Hello… My name is Mark Spectre.” The man said in a gruff tone of voice. “I… Well… Let’s just say its hard to keep track of things every night.” He answered, his accent changing to a thick Brooklyn accent mid way in his introduction.

“You’re telling me.” Grumbled Jessica, folding her arms in front of her as Mark sat back in his chair and the next person stood up.

“Hello, my name is Peter Parker, I lost my parents at 12 and lost my Uncle after he adopted me.”

“Well Peter we’re here to help, now who else wants to…”

“AND my girlfriend died in my arms, my best friend went insane, just like his dad, and they’re both dead too! My favorite teacher became a monster, my mentor a madman, my daughter was born stillborn, my aunt got SHOT by a bullet meant for ME, and… And the devil showed up and offered to save her life if I gave up my marriage. Now all my friends and family are alive and well but none of them remember me, not even my wife of 5 years!” Clutching at the sides of his head and looking like he would break down into tears, Peter looked around to the group in desperation. “I don’t know what’s REAL anymore!!!!!” Finally falling to his seat, immediately Mark reached out to pat the man on the back as he finally began sobbing.

“Don’t worry chap, we’re all here you, especially ol Steven Grant here.”

Sniffling, Peter looked up at the man who switched to a British accent and a brighter demeanor.

“Steve? I thought your name was Mark?”

*

Yep! Happiest man alive being able to do this every day and night.”

Smiled Susan, finally getting the hand of web-slinging across town. Landing on all fours against the window of an office building, Sue looked out to the whole of the city from her vantage and grinned like a kid, putting herself in a sitting position and cupping her hand over the side of her head to keep her blonde hair out of her eyes from the wind. Looking down at her free hand, still covered in the white symbiote, Susan nodded.

“You know what? I’m going to keep you; this has been fantastic… The sweet tooth will take some getting used to but so far this has been…”

A scream down below caught her attention. Darting her head down, she spotted a woman being grabbed and pulled back into an alleyway by two men… Just like SHE was earlier that night. Frowning, Susan stepped off from her perch and dropped down to swing her way towards the two buildings that made up the alleyway, landing on a ledge overhead silently so she could look closer and see what was going on.

Pushed against the brick wall with a knife raised threateningly at her nose, the woman whimpered as the two men argued over what to do first, whether to rummage through her purse or take her necklace and earrings. It wasn’t until closer inspection that Susan’s displeasure spoiled ever further.

“HEY! YOU TWO IDIOTS!” Susan called out, her voice echoing over the alleys and keeping the source of her voice obscured. The two men snapped their heads back and forth to either end of the alley in confusion. “WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT SEEING YOU OUT HERE AGAIN?!”

It was the exact same two morons she let go earlier, after she broke the hand of their ringleader, she told them not to do this anymore. Guess it was true that some people never learn. Pointing down with her fist, she snatched the one holding the knife in his hand up into the air, his screams making his partner panic as he looked up to see the white costumed Spider-Woman bundle the mugger in webbing and leave him hanging from a fire escape before shooting a web at him. The man barely making two steps to flee when a sticky glob of web line splattered against his jacket and pulled him back off his feet where one of his shoes flew off his bare foot.

Grabbing him by his jacket and holding him several feet up in the air while she hung upside down from a web line in her other hand, Susan scowled at the screaming, panicking mugger like he was a disobedient child.

“What did I tell you? If we crossed paths again it wouldn’t be pleasant. And low and behold I see you pulling the same tricks that led me breaking your friend’s arm and having you both run with your tails between your legs.”

Shaking his head frantically, he was about to apologise when Sue shot webbing on his face to keep him from talking.

“Yeah, yeah, heard it all before.”

Tossing him across the alley, he muffled out a cry until she shot him with a spray of black webbing. Leaving him spread eagled and upside down bundled up in cobwebs. Dropping from her web line to land perfectly on her feet, she willed the suit to give her heels to prop up her stance and pose to the two men, giving her a stance of authority and grace along with an accusing finger pointed between the two of them.

“You two can just hang there until you’ve learned your lesson… How long that’ll be I haven’t figured out; I assume it’s an hour. Enough time for the police to show up.”

Ignoring their muffled protests from their webbed up mouths, Susan walked over to the scared and confused woman and helped gather her things up and handed them back to her, smiling as the woman looked back up to her would be attackers and back to the white, spandex wearing woman with a black spider on her skin-tight chest. Brushing her hands clean, Susan stepped back with her hands at her sides.

“There we go, those two won’t bother you or anyone ANYMORE.”

“Wow!” Gasped the stranger, stepping away from the wall to see the two muggers hanging from the brick wall and struggling impotently against their web cocoons. “Who ARE you? One of those spider people?”

With a wider smile and a slight shimmy of her shoulders, Sue nodded back to her. “Yep, I’m the Invis… I mean… Well, I haven’t picked a name yet. But I’ll get there.”

“How do I repay you for saving me?”

The rims of her eye mask went wide as Susan immediately wrung her hands together, her smile threatening to reach ear to ear. “Do you have any chocolate?”

“Uhm… No?”

Dropping her arms in front of her and pouting at the response, Susan sighed. “Well, shucks.”

Shooting a web line over her head, Susan waved back to the woman holding her groceries in both hands and propelled herself up into the air to swing away.

“STAY SAFE!”