Can Spider-man Break The 4th Wall Novels & Stories

it. "The Fourth Wall is broken," Kaelen whispered, his eyes solid violet. "The audience wants to touch the miracle."

Is there something on my face that I’m not aware of? “Just spill it already!” I slapped his leg and he hissed, still laughing. “That quote’s from Spiderman love, not superman,” he said, and probably for the third time today, I embarrassed myself once again. “Hah! Whatever, Spiderman, batman, superman, they’re all the same!” “Oh now don’t be angry, its okay to mix up a few things, it happens to me too,” “Really?” “HAHA No,” the final thread broke, and I grabbed the pillow again. To hell with treating this guy’s wounds.

I’m supposed to have fun, but to be honest, I’m bored. A guy steps out from the lounge. My attention is drawn to him because he’s so much taller than the other kids who are emptying the punch bowl. He’s wearing jeans, a striped shirt, and a denim jacket. When he turns his head and fixes his gaze on me, I recognize him from outside. He’s the driver of the Alpha Spider. His lips tilt as he scrunches up the cup in his hand and aims for the trashcan against the wall, throwing a perfect hit without taking his eyes off me.

“Stop saying that!” Spider shouted. “You don’t have a clue what it is to be sorry! You’ve never been sorry for a single goddamn thing that you’ve ever done in your whole violent, awful life! You’ve killed people and destroyed lives, and never had a second thought about any of it! You can’t be sorry, because you’re not fucking human. So don’t even try, OK? I know we’re stuck here together until whenever, but you stay the hell away from me. Don’t talk to me, don’t even look at me. When I’m in a room, don’t come into it. Just – just carry on doing what you’ve done for the past seven years, and pretend that I don’t exist, alright? And I’ll do the same.”