AnnouAN: End of vol-1: Vol 2 will start after a brief break.----

  I ehe bank through the usual vent. This time, I came prepared with an improved mask with an air filter. It will help me breathe without much problem in these smelly and dusty vents. After crawling through it for a few minutes, I came to the other end of the vent. I looked out of the grill. Humm... Looks like someone's office. I don't see those thugs in here.

  I slowly opehe vent and webbed to the ceiling. Then, crawled my way out of the room. Below me were those thugs standing guard while three of them were cutting through the vault with some kind of alien gun. Looks like, they will cut it open in a few minutes. Well, are you hiding among them, Chameleon? Only one way to find out.

  Should I just wait for them till they are done or should I just beat the shit out of them and theheir bodies? I'm pretty sure if he is among them, he will put up a fight ht just hide without showing his face. Thehe cops take them, with his money and power, it won't be that hard for him to escape. So, that isn't an option.

  Should I just kill them all? No, no, no. Damn it! This urge to kill is getting worse. I o trol myself. Let's just wait and see.

  Within five mihey cut the vault open a ih their bags. And they started filling their bags with cash. My eyes went toward the cameras and they were still w. Nice. e on, where are you? Whie is you? I kept sing the thugs outside guarding the pd took in every miail about them and the ons they were carrying.

  Approx. thirty mier, those three came out. Each of them, carrying two bags filled with mootal six bags.

  "Alright, guys let's go," One of them said.

  They made their way out, but...

  "Hey, newbie, what the fuck are you doing? e o's go. The cops will be here any sed now," Ahug yelled at the shortest one among them.

  "Chill, dude. Don't worry. The cameras are active. You wan fucked up by the cops? Leave a car and go ahead. I'll erase the evidence you numbskulls left behind," the shuy yelled back with a hint of annoyan his voice.

  As the others were about to leave the building, I took out three sticky tracker and threw it at three of their bags.

  The others left the building with their bags, while the shuy remained behind. e on, show me that face already. After a few more seds, he adjusted his belt and then opened his mask and outer clothes, revealing a cheap mimiy spidey suit. Then he began to destroy the furniture, dss... Fucker is destroying everything in his path while fag the cameras, announg that Spiderman is doing everything. He evehe ser guns to shoot randomly everywhere. After that, he took out two spray s and began to draw my Spidey mask symbol orance door and over the walls, also fag the cameras while drawing.

  I took out my phone and put it on rec mode. Then webbed it to the ceiling and jumped down behind him.

  "Why?" I said with a casual tone.

  The imposter jumped up in surprise, dropping the spray in his hand. He was really surprised by the sudden intrusion.

  "Why?" I took out my cws and began to approach him.

  "Fuck?! Why are you here?" He screamed, his voice seeming flustered and desperate, "You shouldn't be here!" He aimed his gun at me and began to shoot.

  I followed my tingle and dodged all the ser bolts as I rushed in, slig off his arms with a single slice.

  "Huh?!" His eyes widened as his arms flew in the air before his eyes with droplets of blood trailing after them, falling to his feet. His whole body fell onto his knees. "ARGGGGGG!!!" His agony-filled screams began eg through the entire building.

  "Why?" I threw the question once again in front of him, only this time the question held a bit of my anger, unlike earlier, where it had a slight tinge of amusement. His body was flickering as his shapeshifting got undone. Right now, he has a white mask over his face, "Dmitri Smerdyakov, why?" I pulled him up by his hair and ripped out his belt. His belt is the main thihat helps him morph hly speaking a holographic teology of some kind.

  "How do you know my name?" Chameleon growled through his teeth.

  I threw him back to the floor, causing him to screech loudly once more in pain. I approached his severed arms that fell right before his eyes and kicked them toward him, making them stht o his face.

  "Why?" I stepped on his severed arm as I repeated the question once more.

  He is going to pass out soon. With the amount of blood loss, he is going to die anytime soon. But, who cares? I need a he one who put him up to this to ruin my reputation.

  "Kingpin! He paid me to ruin you," Chameleon revealed as his lips started to shake with fear and eyes staring at the severed arms. "Just stop the bleeding. Please!" He begged in despair. He no lave a damn. He knows the position he is in is hopeless.

  He's scared.

  But why should I care if a vilin lives or dies? Isn't it better if I let him die right here and leave his lifeless body for the cops to deal with? It is probably the smartest move to get rid of the problem right now, instead of saving his ass so that he could e back ter to bite me in the ass. I ripped his mask open, revealing his real face. Ah! It would seem he is still a newbie. He has yet to gh that experiment and take that serum. Oh, well, better get rid of the bud before it grows.

  I sliced his head off. His body shook for a bit. The little bit parts of his severed arms that were still attached to his shoulders were moving, as if trying to find and protect the area where his head had been severed, but stopped after a few seds, the body then slowly stilled. I sighed looking at the fresh corpse. Blood was still oozing out of his open neck. The pool of red was tinuing to grow.

  I turned around and shot out my web to pick up his phone, webbed it over to me, then I went to the security room. I hear the cops approag from far away. They are just minutes away from arriving. The puter was already open, thanks to them. I just erased the part where I took out my cws and tortured him. Well, my phone was ected to my PC back at home. Ah! Teology these days, with a little tweak there isn't anything you 't do. So, editing it on my phone retty easy with the access to the software. I left just enough footage to prove that it isn't Spiderman who has been robbing banks, but a guy with shapeshifting teology who works with Kingpin.

  I took his belt a out through the same vent I came through. But as I jumped onto the rooftop, I saw han fifty-five cops rushing toward the building. Their red and blue lights were shining in the dark night. They have already arrested the ones I've left alive outside. With the vans I punctured, those thugs had to leave fs behind, but they ran away with two bags full of cash.

  , I tracked down those thugs on the run.

  They didn't go that far. When I found them, someone had already taken them down. Their bones kinda seem dislocated as they y in the alley, bags of money were safely stuffed in the dumpster beside them. I opehe bags and yup, the cash is still in there. I wonder who took them down?

  I took the bags and dropped them he police barricade he bank. Gwen's father was there talking with two other cops. He saw me dropping the bags and didn't try to catch me. He just looked at me and gave a slide nod to thank.

  Then, I web-swung through the city, making my way to my home. It's been a long day and I need a good sleep. But first a h.

  "Huh?!" My eyes fell on something shiny on one of the rooftops. I webbed there and sat down on my heels. Before me was a trail of golden dust, I followed it. It took me uhe water tank. There was something shiny there. I threw a ulled it in my hand.

  A shiny figurine of a Bck Cat!

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