Hey guys. Welcome to this new piece. A collaboration of some sort.

Take note that this will not be canon to any other storylines in the future, probably...maybe.

With permission given and edited by New DCD, this is a crossover between stories, 'The Splendid Spider-Man' and 'The Dark Knight of Chiba'

I highly advise anyone new to the community to read the aforementioned stories first to get a better understanding of the story to come.

Please enjoy and review.

Electricity sizzled across the warehouse.

The scent of sulfur heralded the sudden appearance of six figures five feet above the ground. Gravity did its thing, and all fell to the floor. Shrieks and yelps escaped the majority when they hit the cold, hard ground.

"Owww." Hikigaya Hachiman rubbed his head, groggily getting back on his feet. "W-What the hell happened?"

"Owie." His kohai rubbed her behind as she whined. "Oww. What just happened, Senpai?"

"I-I don't know," Hachiman said, rubbing the back of his neck. Beside him lay the Canon camera he'd been using for the school paper. He went over, picked it up, and to his dismay, saw a cracked screen.

"Ah, mou..." Isshiki Iroha moaned standing up and looking around. "What happened? Where are we? What was that earlier?"

On another side of the warehouse, Kakeru Tobe recovered from the fall as well. "Ahh man, am I dead? Please tell me I'm not dead. Please tell me we did not just get killed by a zappy thingy."

"No Tobe, you're not dead." A response came from behind. Tobe turned around and Spider-Man was there, clinging to the wall.

"Spidey? Oh, thank God. You're alive, and we're not dead." Tobe breathed out. "So far, so good. But what happened to us?"

"No idea," Spider-Man said, flipping down to the floor, taking a second to hold his head, nursing an ache. "But I'm guessing we got away from that mess earlier."

"Now the question is...where are we?" Tobe asked, now noticing a person in Sobu High uniform at the center, with her back facing him and standing on her own.

At the same time, at the opposite end of the warehouse, the two remaining people rose from the fall.

Miura Yumiko quickly stood up, cautiously scanning her surrounding. "W-What? Where are we?" she whispered.

No response came. Even so, she knew someone else was with her, sensing the dark shroud of red and black. She turned around and faced him: the Huntsman.

"Did we get...transported or something? What the hell happened?" She whispered again, bending to a crouch.

"I don't know," Huntsman said, voice low and hoarse. He crouched down next to his companion. "I'm guessing it has something to do with her." He spotted the female student as well, facing her from the front. Immediately, he'd recognized who she was. He hissed silently, "Cannot be."

"Uh, Senpai?" Iroha called out. "I don't like this place..."

Hachiman remained quiet, looking all around him. Confusion and anxiety were beginning to take hold. "...What the heck is this?"

"Ah? Iroha? That you?" Kakeru said to her as well.

Iroha turned around, "Tobe-senpai?"

"Isshiki?!" Yumiko exclaimed.

She turned around again, "Yumiko-senp-"

Her question was interrupted as a net launched from the Huntsman's gauntlet. The mesh surrounded her, knocking her off her feet.

"Kyaaa! Ahhh!" Iroha shrieked, struggling against the netting. It was no use: she was helpless.

"Holy shit! What the?!" Hachiman gasped, a surreal scene playing in front of his very eyes.

Huntsman's arm went through the lattice of rope and pulled her by the collar. "How did you get out?! What have you done?!" he roared, right in Iroha's face.

The horrific face of a demon was all she could see. Iroha began to cry in a panic. "Ahh! Ahhh!"

Thwip!

With that sound, Huntsman felt something hit the back of his neck and stick there. A strong pull yanked him away from his prey.

Spider-Man wrenched the web line over his shoulder. Tapping into his superhuman strength, he flung Huntsman towards a window overhead. Huntsman defenestrated, leaving a rain of shattered crystal in his wake.

"I'll take care of him. Tobe, help her out!" Spider-Man ordered. Giving chase, he ran up the wall and vaulted out the improvised egress.

Red clouds hung thick in the night sky. The clap of thunder rumbled in the far distance. Spider-Man jumped down, landing on the pavement outside. The aggressor? Nowhere in sight.

"What the-? Where did he go?" Spider-Man agitatedly glanced left and right, "He should have landed here. Unless he can f-."

His Spider-Sense screamed. Turning around, his mind registered two incoming projectiles heading straight at him. He bent his body backward and tilted his head to the left. Bat-shaped objects whizzed dangerously close, embedding themselves on the ground. He flipped back and craned his head up above. He witnessed the Huntsman, perched atop the rooftop of the warehouse.

The Huntsman glared at his adversary from his vantage. 'There's no way you saw my batarangs coming. How did you…'

He vaulted off the edge and stretched out his cape, landing at his foe's level.

The Huntsman gave a snarling scowl at Spider-Man, and Spider-Man eyepieces narrowed.

"Okay…" Spider-Man began to circle around the Huntsman, who responded in kind. It was almost like a dance, with both sizing the other up.

The Huntsman took note of the symbol on his adversary's chest - an eight-legged spider.

"...Who the hell are you?" Spider-Man finally asked.

Silence was his only answer. Spider-Man did not like that one bit.

"Not much for talking, are you? Figures."

"...You've one chance to surrender." The Huntsman declared his ultimatum.

Spider-Man couldn't stop a scoff from escaping him, "Me? Surrender? I'm Spider-Man, in case you didn't notice. You think I'm the type to stand aside and let you hurt some poor high schooler? You've got another thing coming."

"...So you're not Isshiki Iroha's accomplice?" Huntsman asked. Having heard his foe's declaration, he held another piece of this puzzle.

Spider-Man pointed at him, "...What do you mean, 'accomplice'? She's a regular student. Who the hell-"

"Enough. She answers for her crimes." Huntsman commanded, "If you're not with her, then we've no quarrel. Stay out of the way."

"What crimes!? ...Wait, I got it. You're just some nutcase. Gotcha. Time to take you down, then," Spider-Man spaced his legs, ready to pounce.

"One last chance to back down, Spider-Man." The Huntsman growled.

"No, you wasted your chance!" Spider-Man yelled. He thrust his arms forward, firing a volley of web balls at Huntsman.

Huntsman flipped to the side, dodging the goopy assault. The balls splattered against the warehouse wall behind him. Firing a grapnel line onto a roof, Huntsman quickly hoisted himself up into the air.

Spider-Man was about to shoot a web-line but a Batarang speeding towards him forced him to flip away. Huntsman placed a foot forward and trained his eyes on his foe. Spider-Man shot a strand from his wrist, pulling himself towards Huntsman. Not quite making it all the way, he clung to the wall, running up the rest of the way.

'Reflexes, surface traction, webbing... but how did you see my first attack coming?' Huntsman gritted his teeth and decided he'd move further into the city. He fired his grapnel line onto a higher rooftop, and then up onto a skyscraper. As Spider-Man climbed over, Huntsman was already halfway up the line to the next roof.

'He's either trying to lure me into a trap, or moving to more favorable terrain,' Spider-Man deduced. He jumped up high, then swung even higher. As he approached the roof's edge, his Spider-Sense exploded.

Full moon to his back, an imposing figure stretched leathery wings amidst the clouds. Legs stretched out, Huntsman swooped down at him with frightening speed.

Spider-Man back-stepped, barely avoiding the gliding kick. Huntsman stomped cement hard before him, and Spider-Man saw his opening. Closing what little distance they had left, he struck with his elbow. Bone clashed against armor, catching Huntsman square on the middle of the chest.

"Neaargh," Huntsman growled, having hit with enough force to skid him back. Thankfully, his armor absorbed the brunt of the blow. The two took a moment, staring each other down.

"Still wanna go?!" Spider-Man spat, raising both of his fists. Once again, all he got was cold silence.

Back in the warehouse, a teary-eyed Iroha futilely flailed against the net. "Senpai! Help me! Please!"

"Iroha, calm down. Stop moving so I can get you out." Kakeru Tobe moved in to help.

"Tobe, get away from her!" Yumiko shouted. Before he had a chance to react, she stood between him and the captive girl.

"...Yumiko?" Tobe gawked, "Why are you here?"

"I could ask you the same thing." Yumiko shot back.

Iroha whimpered, "Miura-senpai? Please, get me out of this!"

Yumiko turned towards her. Instead of the helping hand Iroha had expected, Yumiko seethed. "You're not going anywhere, you psycho!"

"What...?" the confused girl blurted out. This all had to be some sort of nightmare. But then, why couldn't she wake up?

"Yumiko...what's gotten into you?! We got to get her out of here!" Tobe raised his voice in alarm.

"Tobe? Miura?" Another voice stole their attention. It sounded way too familiar for comfort. Both turned their heads, and the speaker emerged from the shadows.

"Hikio?!"

"Hach?!"

Iroha cried out for him, "Senpai! Please! Please get me out of this!"

Before Hachiman could even take a step, Tobe and Yumiko shouted in unison: "Who ARE you?!"

"Whoa, whoa." Hachiman put up his hands in an attempt to assuage. "Miura, Tobe. You know who I am. Hikigaya Hachiman. Your classmate?" In his hands, he still held the Canon camera. Despite attempting to defuse the situation, trepidation seeped into his voice. He was agitated by the trapped Iroha, hyperventilated and shed tears. She had to be more frightened and confused than ever.

A tense second of silence befell them before Yumiko and Tobe broke it.

"That's impossible. You can't be Hikio. What is this? Some kind of disguise?!"

"This some kind of trick? Who are you, The Chameleon, or something?"

Hachiman pressed on, "What are you two going on about? It's me. We might not know each other too well, but we're classmates."

Every Sobu High student occupying the warehouse stood frozen in place. None dared make any sudden moves.

In their heads, Tobe and Yumiko were each trying to make sense of the senseless.

With no other recourse, they made their decision. Almost in unison, both brought fingers to one of their ears.

"Huntsman, can you hear me?"

"Spidey, come in!"

Only when they heard each other, did they figure that bit out.

"Wait. You're with the other guy?!" both yelled concurrently.

They shook their heads and tried to talk again. "...I asked if you're with that guy." They both said.

Once again, they spoke simultaneously: "...Stop copying me!"

Spider-Man made the first move. Lunging forward, he kicked at Huntsman. Reading his foe's move, Huntsman swiveled on his heel, evading by a few inches. His foe's limb zoomed by, and Huntsman capitalized. He grasped the leg, and aided by the attack's momentum, slammed Spider-man against the floor. The attacker struck concrete, face-first.

"Oof!" Spider-Man grunted as pain burst throughout his upper body. The impact had been so fierce, so merciless, it felt as if his brain had been scrambled. Nonetheless, he could ill afford to stay down. Planting both hands on the floor, he pushed himself up into the air. His leg still in Huntsman's grip, he spun within his grasp, kicking his other leg at the Huntsman.

His attack went wide as Huntsman pulled his head back. Huntsman pulled at the extremity he held, careening Spider-Man towards him. A clothesline struck the Arachnid across the face.

"Rggh!" Spider-Man's back hit the floor. He was hurting, but he was free, and it was time to retaliate. He rolled to the side while spinning the dial ring on his web shooters. Before Huntsman could close the distance, Spider-Man pelted him with a salvo of web balls. One struck at Huntsman's collarbone, sticky substance splashing over his torso. The collision forced a pained grunt. He brought up his cape to shield himself from the incoming barrage. Wet webbing clung to would-be wings.

Spider-Man scrambled back up, unrelenting in his projectile assault. Huntsman, forced into the defensive, snarled in animalistic anger. Spider-Man rushed in, still shooting, and threw a straight punch. Huntsman parried the fist and attempted to return the earlier favor with an elbow strike of his own. Spider-Man, far too swift, dodged the blow with astounding dexterity. Following up, Huntsman attempted to smash his knee into his opponent's abdomen. Spider-Man managed to avoid by swaying back with a side-step. Vicious close quarter combat ensued. Spider-Man's incredible reactions enabled him to narrowly dodge and deflect his enemy's attacks.

'Geez! This guy's like a library of martial arts!' Spider-Man thought. The Huntsman's skill held up even against his superhuman agility. 'I won't last under this pressure...I need to find an opening, and soon!'

Spider-Man jumped over a standing sweep and pirouetted into a roundhouse of his own. Huntsman saw it coming and ducked. The attack whooshed past overhead, and Huntsman rose again. Spider-Man pressed on with a right cross. Huntsman managed to ward off the punch, diverting Spider-Man's arm away. His opponent was wide open - he welted at Spider-Man's exposed axillary nerve.

'He lacks fighting experience, I can tell. Still, he compensates with his speed and reflexes. There has to be something else I can use against him.' Huntsman assessed as Spider-Man reeled from the blow.

"Arghh, goddammit!" Spider-Man groaned through grit teeth as numbness began to spread across his limb. Nonetheless, he powered through the sensation. Huntsman threw a left cross and Spider-Man caught it in his palm. Huntsman did the very same when Spider-Man launched his own fist. Both were locked in position, hand in hand and hand in hand, mere inches apart.

The Webslinger and the Dark Knight stared each other down intensely. It was as if sparks flew between the two.

With both of them this close, Spider-Man got a good look at his mask. He could not deny its unsettling effect. It was as if those sinister red eyes were glaring down at his very core. The Huntsman, for his part, struggled against the superior strength Spider-Man possessed. Both of his hands were losing to the push - and then, Spider-Man threw his head back.

Reacting to the incoming headbutt, Huntsman released his grasp on Spider-Man's fist. The momentary loss of balance what exactly what he'd needed. Raising his right gauntlet, he clicked twice at the side of his index knuckle with his thumb. His action launched a small net, the trap ensnaring Spider-Man's mask.

"Mmmm?!" Muffled and angry grunts escaped the bound combatant. Huntsman took the chance - he drop-kicked Spider-Man's chest and broke free of their grapple.

Creating distance, Huntsman threw another pair of Batarangs. This time, they were tethered to monofilament.

Spider-Man's extraordinary cognition sensed peril. Despite being unable to see, he bent backward, avoiding the weapons. When the Batarangs shot past him, Huntsman used the monofilaments to pull them back. Sensing the danger behind, Spider-Man rolled his body, dodging the returning weapons.

Huntsman's jaw could've almost dropped. He had witnessed Spider-Man purposely evade his projectiles despite lack of vision. Catching his Batarangs between his fingers, he began to unfurl the mystery.

'He must have some kind of precognition… like an extra vision… that's how he saw it coming last time.' The thought made Huntsman scowl.

Spider-Man managed to pull off the net, "Nice try, jackass." He shot a web-line at Huntsman's chest. His target saw it coming, but Spider-Man was expecting that, too. His other web-shooter released a strand of its own, hitting its mark on the middle of Huntsman's chest.

"Oh shi-" Huntsman hissed. Before he got a chance to cut the line off with a Batarang, Spider-Man pulled Huntsman off his feet. He was spun around the roof in the world's most brutal lassoing.

Huntsman struggled against the centripetal force, managing to dig into his belt. Straining, he dropped an array of pellets across the ground.

Smoke and flash erupted with a bang. The noise and light overloaded Spider-Man's senses.

"Ahhh! Arghh!" Spider-man released the web-rope and covered his face, ears ringing. The Huntsman crashed onto the floor, rolling into an air conditioning unit. Bones ached and muscles agonized as he left a dent, yet he was back in the fight in an instant.

Within the cloud of smoke, Huntsman took concealment. A bead of blood rolled from the Huntsman's lip. He wiped it off - he was just getting started. Feeling safer in the smoke, he activated his Hunter's Vision.

A sonar pulse echoed through the roof, revealing everything to him. Huntsman could see Spider-Man in the middle, still covering his ringing ears. With his augmented vision, he spotted two interesting elements. First, electromagnetic waves were being emitted from Spider-Man's mask. Second, arrays of microswitches and gears lined his wrists.

'So, that's your bag of tricks, huh? A mask emitting a sonar sense, and wrist-mounted web gadgets.'

Huntsman growled under his breath. Reaching to the back of his belt, he activated two gadgets of his own: his Sonic Call and EMP.

"Ah, damn it..." Spider-Man finally collected his bearings after the sensory assault, vision returning. "...That smoke won't hide you for long, you bastard!"

A cable shot right at him. Spider-Sense spurred him into action. Reacting, he caught the cable in his right hand. "Nice try, but that won't wo-"

A massive jolt of electricity surged through his body. "Ah! Ahh! Ahhhh!" His anatomy shook uncontrollably as thousands of volts coursed his being.

Huntsman reeled the taser cable back into his grapnel gun, dashing for the edge of the building.

"Okay, that is IT. I'm done holding back! You're finished, asshole!" Spider-Man growled. Huntsman jumped off the edge, descending like a bullet.

"You're not getting away!" Spider-Man dove off the edge. 'I can't give him a chance to think up any more tricks! Either I put on the pressure, or he'll figure something out!'

Both plummeted down the skyscraper. Huntsman stretched out his cape and glided away. In pursuit, Spider-Man aimed his right shooter and tapped twice.

Nothing came out of the nozzle.

"Out of ammo?!" Thinking fast, Spider-Man curled into a ball before twisting his body in midair. His movements adjusted his trajectory slightly. It was enough to allow him to reach for the side of the nearby building. Stuck to the wall, he tried to release the cartridge from his right shooter, to no avail. "Dammit, what the hell?" He kept fiddling, but it was jammed tight and he didn't want to pull so hard he'd break the lever.

'That shock from earlier...damn it!'

Spider-Man climbed back to the top and got another running start, jumping off. He planted himself on another building, continuing the chase on foot. Huntsman banked right in his glide, towards the direction of the warehouse.

Spider-Man put two and two together. "I won't let you!" Spider-Man ran even faster, vaulting over and springing across another rooftop.

It was time for a gamble. With no more space to run, he aimed his left shooter and tapped the palm switch twice. Relief flooded him as a strand rocketed out the nozzle and stuck to another building. Web-line attached, Spider-Man zoomed in an arc, both feet pointing forward.

Huntsman was caught off-guard as a figure emerged between buildings, striking from below.

"Neaaarghh!" Huntsman cried out as the collision thrust him higher. Spider-Man launched another web, in an attempt to capture his foe in midair. Unfortunately, his Spider-Sense cried out.

Backup had finally arrived for the Huntsman.

A swarm of bats appeared, encircling Spider-Man. Out of all the crazy happenings tonight, this had to be the most unexpected. The screeching night creatures disoriented him. A protracted yell and a string of curses escaped him as he hurtled towards the ground. The Huntsman, still airborne, stretched his wings once again. Led by the swarm, he made his way back to the warehouse.

With Yumiko and Tobe preoccupied with one other, Hachiman saw his opportunity. With some effort, he managed to pull the net off his kohai.

"Oh, God... Thank you, senpai." Iroha clung onto Hachiman.

By now, Yumiko had grasped the gist of the situation and took charge. "Alright, enough, you two!" She pointed at Hachiman and Iroha. "Show me your student IDs!"

"Miura-senpai?" Iroha squeaked.

"Now," Yumiko commanded, her eyes becoming like narrow slits.

"Okay, okay! Please, calm down." Iroha and Hachiman retrieved their wallets and handed over their cards. Yumiko squinted at the documents with suspicion. Ultimately, she concluded they all needed to stand down.

There were far too many variables in this equation.

"Call off your attack dog, Tobe." Yumiko hissed.

"Attack dog?! Yumiko, the guy is Spider-Man. He's saved your life! Unless... you're-" Tobe's eyes widened as he, too, made the connection.

"I don't care who or what he is! Call him off, now!" Yumiko took a threatening step in his direction.

"No. You call off your guy first!" Tobe crossed his arms, undeterred by intimidation. His proclamation was final.

"Alright, alright, fine!" Yumiko wouldn't waste any more time arguing. They couldn't afford it. She clicked at her comms unit, "Huntsman, can you hear me? Where are you now?"

The sound of bats screeching outside the warehouse answered her question. With a loud crash, the Huntsman breached through a window. He landed safely. Glaring intensely, he was apparently far more pissed than usual.

"Miura," Huntsman called out to his ally, storming towards the Sobu High students.

...and, right on time, Spider-Man smashed through a skylight, landing on the opposite side.

The Dark Knight stood imposing on one end. On the other, the Web-Head crouched low. Something in the air was about to ignite, and both knew it.

"Wait, wait! Stop!" Yumiko stepped between the hunter and his quarry. "Huntsman, you need to see this."

"Spidey, hold on!" Tobe, too, intervened. "Take a look over there."

At last, both Dark Knight and Arachnid noticed that presence which, from the start, had defied all logic.

...That of one Hikigaya Hachiman.

Hope you enjoyed this.

Regarding of our characters involved, we have Canon Hachiman and canon Iroha, Spider-Man and Kakeru from New DCD's story 'The Splendid Spider-Man', and finally the Huntsman and Yumiko from 'The Dark Knight of Chiba'.

With the canon world, I'm going to put canon Hachiman being at the end of season 2 in the anime or the OVA in season 2, or perhaps at the end of the LN.

For the Spider-Man world, let us put that Spider-Man Hachiman after Chapter 3 in New DCD's story since so far there's been 3 chapters. Until or unless New DCD instructs otherwise.

And the Huntsman world, I'm putting the Dark Knight at a point right after the key events in 'The Dark Knight of Chiba Year 2', and let us assume that Yumiko figured out the Huntsman's identity and became an ally.

Finally to those who are asking for a proper sequel to 'The Dark Knight of Chiba', umm well just hang in there.

*COUGH* hurry up you, *COUGH* yes you *COUGH* lolol