Well High School has made my writing skills better, and it has been a few years since I last updated, so I thought I would redo this story. What is this, my third time redoing this? Eh, I hope you enjoy.

Spidey was swing from building to building trying to get home before curfew. He had been late the past few nights and right now he needed to get home early. He was about to jump down into an ally to change, when out of the violet and magenta sunset sky, came a big old red and black Vulture. He went to swipe Spidey but missed and kept on flying. The teen thought that was peculiar because he didn't turn around to attack again. Spidey made a mad dash after the old bird, pretty much assuming that this was a trap. Hopefully this said trap wouldn't take too long. He prayed that this wasn't another sinister six battle.

The Vulture flew into an old warehouse as Spidey jumped off the nearest rooftop. He slowly walked inside, his sider-sense blaring. Lights instantly came on temporally blinding him as half a metal cage came up from the ceiling, and the top half dropped on top sealing him inside. In just a second later, electricity skyrocketed in great amounts throughout the cage. Spidey was barely conscious enough to hear Shocker say, "Lights out Bug,"

It felt forever until the young teen finally came to. When Spidey regained consciousness, he noticed he was in a different ware house. His head was spinning, everything felt so disorientating; it was hard enough trying to connect the past few seconds of consciousness with the present. Every muscle still ached.

'So much for making it home before curfew' Spidey thought bitterly.

His thoughts were interrupted when he heard Mysterio say in his ridiculous stage voice, "Welcome Spider-Man, to YOUR DEATH!."

He could feel a hand behind his head. It had a grip on on his mask. Spidey could hear his heart race. His adrenaline was kicking in full force. No time to think. He just had to roll with the punches.

Mysterio continued his ridiculous rant, "Villains of all ages, I give you…."

The mask was yanked off his head. Once again the lights temporarily blinded him, "the man behind the mask of Spider-Man!"

"Not if I have anything to say about it," Spidey joked.

He was about to break the chains when a moment later he felt a sandy right hook on his face. The force of Sandman's punch sent him across the floor until the chains dug into his legs and wrists. The chains sliced into his skin. Peter could feel the trickle of blood pour from his wounds. The Rhino broke the chains and the fight was on for Spidey's life.

The adrenaline and vertigo was disorientating. He was barley stood up as he got hit by blasts from shocker and Electro. It sent him into another wall where Dock Ock's tentacles grabbed him around the waste and squeezed him. Peter let out a cry of pain aws he thought he heard a rib crack. Dock Ock tossed him up in the air without a second thought. Ricochet jumped into him repeatedly slamming him into the wall. Mysterio sent out his tiny purple bots at him, slicing into his skin. He landed on the floor with a thud. A small pool of blood began to form beneath him. Then Sandman sent yet another sandy fist into his chest and knocked him into Hammerhead. Hammerhead repeatedly punched him and slid him across the floor by Kraven, leaving red streaks on the floor. Kraven stood him up and landed a punch that sent him flying into a kick from Silver Sable. Rhino picked him up by the legs and smacked him into a wall. Every kick, every punch, every blow, caused a cry of pain to escape Peter's mouth.

Rhino flung him into the air as Vulture slashed him with his wings. Electro, Shocker, and Mysterio sent blasts and robots into Spidey. It knocked him into the wall as Kraven slammed him to the floor. Dock Ock grabbed him by his limp waist and slid him across the floor, more blood streaking and staining the cold cement floor.

By now Peter was covered in cuts, bruises, and his own blood. His costume was in tatters. Peter could barely see because his blood and gotten into his eyes blurring his vision. But now his world was fading and turning black. The sound was fading and becoming muffled. He knew he was going to die. They all gathered around him. Then it finally sunk in that he was going to die. Spidey looked up at his villains as Shocker came closer to him.

"This shot right here ought to finish you off," Shocker said, his thick accent coating every last thing he saw was the green circular light. Then everything went black. It was lights out for Peter.

A green light illuminated the dark and musty building. Spider-Man's body collapsed onto the floor. The other villains eyed each other. A metallic tentacle grasped the boy's neck. A sinister smile crept onto Otto's face.

"Gentlemen, Spider-Man will no longer be interrupting our plans. We may proceed with taking over the city without any nuisances getting in the way."

The villains smiled. They had finally done it. Spider-Man was dead.