Black Suit Spiderman Fanfic Novels & Stories

she said. “I see no reason why I should talk with you” he replied. “I like you, we can be friends at least, please, I just….I want to… “I don’t want to, and I can never” he replied and started walking away. “Spider,” she said and he stopped. She smiled trickily. She met with Lavender and she was the one who told her his greatest fear. “There’s a spider on your trousers,” she said and his eyes widened. “No!, No!!, No!!!” He screamed and started jumping around, trying to get the spider away.

I interjected with a frown, as he tossed a bundle of black clothing my way. "Find somewhere and change into this." He pointed to the clothes he had flung my way earlier. I scurried off to the nearest secluded spot to change, emerging in a sleek black jumpsuit complete with a hoodie. Returning to where he stood, he inched closer to me with a smile etched on his face. "Looking absolutely stunning," he complimented, closing the distance between us. "Scar, this is hardly the appropriate moment," I stammered, my body frozen as if trapped in a mystical enchantment. I shut my eyes tightly, my hands clenched in a feeble attempt to resist the allure.

Dad laughs. I grab some black jeans and under garments. When I open the Nike box, I am utterly shocked. These custom spiderman air force ones are everything I needed. I pull the shirt out of the box, and I am so giddy. It is a characteristic version of me and Onyx in spiderman suits. The back of the shirt says, “Spider gang” and has all of the families’ names on the back. I quickly get the shirt on and head out to the backyard where the party is in full swing.

“It’s been nice knowing you, Spider.” “I’m not going to kill him.” Taz chuckled. “Intentionally.” “Do you want gloves?” Spider asked. “No, I’m not cold. Thanks for asking.” She replied with a grin as she pulled off her sweatshirt. She was in black leggings and a bright blue fitted tank top. Her slip on shoes lay on the floor. They circled each other for a moment and then Spider took a few hits to her abdomen. He had assumed that she was in good shape and strong. But the strong wall of muscle surprised him. She smiled at his look of shock.

Everyone was stunned. Butcher smiled. “Hey Alex, you’re just making this up, right? That’s just… too unreal.” Fairy Doctor said, “It’s true. I even locked one up in my Demon Tower Prison. It’s Shura Spiderwoman.” Butcher was surprised. “What’s that?” “It’s the amalgamation of a human and a spider.” “This thing… actually exists? How can a human and a spider even… do that? Is it a demon spider?” Bunty spoke up, “Oh shut up, you silly Butcher. Let Alex continue.”

Silas was sitting there cross-legged, looking down at us with his creepy green eyes. Around him, hundreds of small purple spiders were crawling everywhere. "Silas!!" I roared, my power flaring up. "You did this?! These are innocent people! Why?!" Silas jumped down, landing softly in front of us. "Why? Because I can," he shrugged casually. "And because I wanted to see you three in action. I wanted to test if the 'Great Alliance' is really as good as you think." He spread his arms. "This is just a sample. Imagine if I spread this mist over the whole city. Millions of people... becoming my mindless puppets. Wouldn't that be a beautiful world?"

The spiders halted, suspended mid-movement. Scott's eyes slowly opened, his gaze locking onto mine. He stood up.His hands transformed into razor-sharp claws.Claw sliced through chitin, tearing the creatures apart.In moments, the spiders lay motionless, their bodies crumpled.Scott turned to me, his eyes burning with intensity. "Are you okay?" he asked, his voice low and husky. I nodded, then fainting secure in Scott embrace.

She is the air that I breathe, she is the sun on a dark day, she is everything to me, and now that she is carrying my child, she is the most precious human being in the world. “Boss”, Spider says as I open the door to find Elliot, without his shirt covered in blood, sitting on a chair facing Christopher and the fucker. He is almost dead. I take my jacket off and roll my sleeves up before I grab a bucket of piss that is in the corner and throw it at his face.

The ship had sailed. I felt like a desperate bitch. My phone vibrated. Lately, I felt excited when it did because no one had ever tried to remember calling me at this time. When I looked at the screen, it was not who I expected it to be. FORREST: Did you get home safe? I rolled my eyes before I typed my reply. NO. Why do you even care? I was dragged by a gargantuan spider in the alley, bit me, and imprisoned me with its gross and sticky web. Now, I’m dying. Lonely. And it’s all because of you.

“Thanks, my fuzzy sweethearts.” The bees flew up in a humming swarm, looping the loop, before bowing and flying back like a storm cloud go to the line of the ancient wood. The Alphas growled, scratching at their stings and staggering to their feet. I didn’t give them the chance. My shadows shot out like webs, hanging them, as if they were in hammocks between the arches. Let them feel helpless prisoners for once, at least. The honey blond Alpha clapped in delight. When I hummed the Spiderman theme tune, I looked at at King from underneath my eyelashes.