Friday, October 9, 2009

SPIDER-MAN: TEN SECONDS, ISSUE 3

This issue… Spider-Man VS Daredevil!!!

“I may be old, Mr. Murdock, but I’m not stupid.” Aunt May says. “You expect me to think that it’s coincidence that my nephew is the only one to be able to take a decent picture of Spider-Man, and that they are always from some inhumanly high perspective, AND that every time Spider-Man fights a super villain, Peter is mysteriously missing, then shows up looking like he’s a member of Fight Club.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about…”

“I know, I know, the first rule is you don’t talk about it. Believe it or not, I’ve actually seen it.”

“Mrs. Parker,”

“May.”

“May, what?”

“My name. It’s May. If I’m going to be so forward with you, the least I can do is let you use my first name.”

“Alright, May. Whatever your allegations are about your nephew and his “secret identity”, you have no right to come in here and harass me with accusations that have already been proven false.”

“Matthew, I am not your enemy, quite the opposite actually. However I do apologize for catching you off guard. I know it was very difficult when you were outed before, so I’ll pretend like you and Daredevil are two different people. Mr. Murdock, couldn’t you contact your friend Daredevil and tell him that an old woman wants him to help his friend Spider-Man.”

Matt calms down, and lets his super-senses do their thing. Everything checks out, and then some. There is something familiar about her, something…comforting. He’s not sure why, but he trusts her.

“You know Mrs. Parker, sorry, May, I did have this odd feeling before, like I used to know who Spider-Man was, but then I forgot. But that doesn’t make any sense! How would I forget something like that? Maybe that’s why you seem so familiar.”

“Maybe.”

“Well, what is it you want me…Daredevil…ME to do?”

“I want you to find him and bring him to me. I haven’t heard from Peter in about two weeks, but I keep hearing reports of Spider-Man being sighted, or saving people, so I know he’s ok. Well physically anyway, but something must be wrong emotionally. He has done this before, where he will lose himself in Spider-Man for a while. But it isn’t healthy because he usually becomes self-destructive when he does it. I need to talk to him and help bring him back from the edge. I need you to bring him here so I can do that”

“How am I supposed to find him? It’s not like he wears a watch that emits a high pitched frequency that only I can hear with my super-hearing.”

“He will easier to find than you think. When you find him, bring him back here. I’ll be waiting.”

“I’m not sure I can leave Hell’s Kitchen unattended. She needs me.”

“The Kitchen will be fine without you, just for tonight.”

Again he feels comforted and trusts her. “Ok,” he agrees.


Later that night, Daredevil is out looking for Peter. He is actually able to track him pretty quickly and easily, using just his sense of smell. After two weeks of not bathing and having food poisoning on top of that, Spider-Man has a vey unique odor, which is very easy to locate, even in the City. When Daredevil finally catches up with him, he is almost glad that he can’t see how bad he looks. It’s as if there is someone else behind the mask. Spider-Man’s body is frail and his costume is torn and dirty. His right arm is in a sling made out of old rags and he can barely walk. It’s a wonder he was able to make it to the roof. Daredevil swings over and lands on the roof directly in front of Spider-Man.

“Spider-Man, we have to talk.”

“No. You can’t delay me, not even for ten seconds!”

“Spider-Man, you…”

“Out of my way, Daredevil!”

“Peter, listen to me.”

“What did you just call me!?” Spider-Man lunges at him, but Daredevil easily steps out of the way.

“Your Aunt May came to me for help. She is worried about you.”

“WHAT!? How do you know who I am! Does she know? Did you tell her!?!?” He lunges again, Daredevil easily evades again.

“No, she came to me. She wants me to take you too her.”

“She’ll be fine. I have to go. People could die!” He runs away in the opposite direction.

“Sigh, I’m sorry Peter.” Daredevil throws his billy-club at Spider-Man. He is too weak to respond to the faint buzzing of his Spider-Sense, and the billy-club hits him in the head, knocking him unconscious.

TO BE CONCLUDED!

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