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Kit felt the steady burn in her chest vibrate with every shaky breath, finger tips gripping the sides of the building she clung to. The sticky nano-tech of her suit held her tight against the concrete surface while she caught her breath. The cacophony below indicated to her that the clueless thieves were steadily fighting against the webbing she’d trapped them in, meaning she had about 2 more minutes before she’d have to swing back down and knock em out once more.
“WILLOW, how much more web fluid do we have in the tank?” She huffed, rubbing her eyes over the robotic, squinting lenses of her mask. The voice Modulator within her suit altered her speech to both conceal her identity and keep up the image of spider”man”, but sometimes the sound of her own voice surprised her. “About 30% ma’am, enough to take out 3 of the 4 targets below and swing home” The AI assistant Airk had created for her stated calmly, causing Kit to groan once more. She’s have to let one of them get away if she still wanted to make it home. “Alrighty then” She clapped her gloves hands and leant off the wall, being held up fully upside down only by the grip of the latex booties covering her feet. “Break times over”
With the grace of an acrobat, the webbed anti-hero flipped off the ledge and shot a web upward, swinging right over her targets heads. Their leader, a large but stupid bald man glared up at her shadow and growled, tearing apart her webs with his bare hands. “Hey now, respect the science will ya?!” She quipped, standing in front of the gang with hands on her hips. The four crooks snarled and cracked their knuckles, shaking off the remaining webs. “Not one for jokes are we” Kit grumbled, crouching down to prepare for a fight.
The thief closest to her charged forward, arms flailing in a flurry of wild attacks. Kit leapt upward and shoved down his head, mimicking the sound effects from Super Mario just to make herself laugh. He crumpled down easily, giving her the momentum to swing out a punch at the next foe and land an axe-kick on his outstretched knee. He let out a painful exclaim and Kit grimaced. “Yeah sorry dude, that may have been too far”
She wrapped up the two fallen fighters in a cocoon of webbing before turning to the final two. “Quit while we’re ahead?” She offered, hunching over to catch a breath. 𝘚𝘩𝘪𝘵 𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘶𝘴 𝘨𝘺𝘮 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦, Kit thought to herself.
A tingle up the back of her neck alerted Kit to the next target removing a gun from his pockets and fired a quick succession of shots. Throwing her upper body backwards with unbelievable flexibility, the webbed warrior dodged each bullet with a yawn; before using the momentum to flip forward and knock the pistol straight out of his hand and thrust her head into his nose. The thief howled in pain and dropped to his knees, where Kit stuck his ankles to the ground and his wrists tight together.
“I gave you the option to tap out man” Kit sighed, tugging at the suit’s material and shaking out her hands. “15% web fluid available ma’am, the final target has escaped through the back fire exit” WILLOW informed her, making Kit groan in annoyance.
“shit shit shit shit shit” Spider-man muttered, firing a web upward to slingshot herself into the air and climbing up the rest of the walls. “WILLOW get me eyes on him” she puffed, perched up on the edge of the walls with mechanical lenses scanning the area. A screen appeared within her left lense, indicating heat detection of the gang leader’s body making a hasty retreat through a back lane. “If you had digital lips WILLOW, I’d sure as hell kiss you right now” Kit grinned, scurrying down the building. “I would have to politely decline ma’am, that would be against my protocol” the AI responded.
Kit snorted, the blunt nature of her artificial companion always amused her. While swinging from rooftop to rooftop, she contemplated her current schedule; trying to factor in her classes at MIT, attempting to bond with her ever cold mother Sorsha, working on suit modifications with Airk and spending time with Elora - plus the whole you know, anonymous superhero gig.
“You have passed the target ma’am” WILLOW interrupted, causing Kit to snap back on her web and dangle in the air. Her lenses cameras relocated her mark ironically trying to shimmy up a drainpipe above a bodega. “Fuck, thanks love you WIL”
Kit slowly lowered herself beside the thief, who failed to notice her presence due to his albeit committed attempts to scale the wall. After dangling for about 10 more seconds, Spidey calmly cleared her throat and gave a little wave, causing him to yelp and loose his grip on the pipe.
Onlookers gasped as the man rapidly slid down the pipe towards the concrete. But before he could splatter on the ground, Kit used the last of her web fluids to create a trampoline netting beneath him; both saving and sticking him in place.
“Phew, jesus man give a Spider a break next time hey?” Kit sighed, wiping some imaginary perspiration from her brow. She leaned over and plucked the stolen goods from his wiggling grasp, casually leaning up against the wall beside him as he struggled against his webbed prison.
A street cop paused at the sight before her as Kit just shrugged, tossing her the bag of items. “All yours now, my lady!” She bowed, causing the police officer to chuckle. “Thank you kindly for your service, Spider man” She replied, causing a hidden blush to spread across Kit’s cheeks at the praise.
Due to her lack of webbing, Kit knew she had to make an embarrassing walk home. Spiderman? Walking?? Didn’t exactly look right, but she had no choice. As she began to start the journey home, Kit clumsily smacked right into a passer-by exiting the bodega, causing them to stumble backward. Kit jumped forward and grasped the stranger’s hand in attempts to set them back upright - but she actually just launched herself into their arms.
“Ah fuck, sorry so-”
Kit lost her words, feeling the lenses of her mask widen along with her eyes at the sight before her.
Holy shit this stranger was gorgeous. A woman, tall and broad with firey red hair. It was tied beneath a headband, with loose, springy curls gently caressing her forehead. Freckles covered every inch of the girl’s face, forming constellations that Kit wanted to map out herself. Her eyes were wide and inquisitive, with soft and full lips slightly parted in shock. The girl’s arms were wrapped gently around Kit’s waist to keep her upright and the masked hero fought every instinct to melt forward into the strangers embrace.
“…Are you…are you alright Spider-man?”
𝘖𝘧-𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨-𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝘉𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘴𝘩.
Kit reluctantly stumbled backwards and straightened herself up, grateful for the mask covering her blushing cheeks. The girl was maybe a head taller than her, so she felt the need to creep onto her top toes to regain her authority. The woman noticed and smirked, making Kit’s blush burn brighter.
“Yeah, yeah all good you know, just uh, hanging out” She replied as casually as she could, given that there was a goddess in front of her and she was a superhero who just looked like a complete stumbling idiot. “Sorry for uh, y’know” Kit dumbly gestured between the two of them.
The mystery girl chuckled, a sound that caused a pleasant flutter in Kit’s chest. The masked individual took the opportunity to scan over the girl’s form. She wore a navy MIT t-shirt (THEY WENT TO THE SAME COLLEGE OHMIGOD OHMIGOD) with a striped longsleeve shirt beneath, paired with some baggy jeans and well-worn doc martens. The outfit hid most of her physical traits and Kit was dying to know if the freckles on her face could be found anywhere else.
She was taken out of her gay-panic when the woman coughed, a coy smile tugging at her lips. “You done checking me out, Spider-man?” She teased.
Kit stammered out her apologies while the girl giggled once more at her embarrassment. “I was just…you know checking for injuries” she replied as cool as possible. The girl nodded along exaggeratedly, but Kit certainly didn’t miss the way the other woman’s eyes scanned over her own body. For once, Kit was mad at the compressing technology that cleverly hid her chest and curves ; an addition necessary to hide her true gender but really annoying when she wanted to show off to hot women.
Kit took a deep breath, determined to be in this woman’s presence as long as possible.
“So uh…can I walk you home? City’s pretty dangerous you know” Kit grinned beneath the nanotech mask, nodding her head to the struggling criminal still trying to escape his webbed-prison. The girl’s eyes sparkled with consideration, contemplating Kit’s offer. Ever the dork, Kit sneakily crossed her fingers behind her back - just in case.
“…sure, why not”