The beeping of an alarm clock was stopped by a very groggy teen, sighing as he press the alarm slightly too hard having shattering the clock, 3rd one this month 'Hopefully Aunt May wont notice' he said as he glared at the time on his phone, 7.15AM on a Saturday, whelp time to get up, he trudge slowly towards the bathroom and started he's relaxed morning routine.

Lazily brushing he's teeth the teen still slightly blurry eyed stared at himself in the mirror, before sighing a large bruise on his forehead. "Brilliant, thank you Parker luck" he muttered to himself sarcastically. Peter finished brushing he's teeth before heading back to his room to get dressed, with his 'work uniform' under his very normal street clothes.

Peter's 'work uniform' was highly illegal and very much frown apron by the citizen an heroes of New York, after all he was the unlicensed vigilante Spiderman, the red and blue costume fit snugly under his shirt and hoodie as he when downstairs, where his every loving Aunt May was making breakfast for herself, the sound of bacon sizzling in the air made the spider teen almost jump for joy internally.

"Morning Peter" called his Aunt not looking back at him, which Peter was grateful for. "Morning Aunt May, breakfast smell good" he said hoping he'd get some, in her words he was a 'growing boy' after all "There might be some for you if you wash the dishes like I asked you to last night" came the every concentrating Aunt May. Peter sighed and made his way to the dishes, the 16 year old couldn't give the actually reason because well the answer 'Oh yeah I was fighting a masked manic calling himself Rhino as Spiderman last night' wouldn't go over well.

"Sorry but JJ called me cos Spidey showed up again" he explained, he really did hate lying to Aunt May, at least his lie about his Spidey-Sense went over well "Peter, you know I don't like that job of yours, even if you did unlock your quirk last year you should be concentrating on your school work" she said flipping an egg with the flick of her skilled wrists, May's quirk was to see useful it was to see when something was cooked, it wasn't hero quirk cool but it was useful for her job as a chief in town, shame it didn't pay as much as it used to since all of a sudden New York had become riddled with villains thinking the heroes had gone soft, leaving Peter to get a job with the Daily Bugle as a freelance photographer, mostly taking picture of himself but oh well.

"Aunt May it's fine my danger sense won't let me get hurt even if i tried" he said with a cheeky smile, finally causing his aunt to turn, unserious frown on her face "If you say so, but it obviously didn't worn you about whatever did that bruise on your head" she said, before turning back to the bacon, Peter's smirk became slightly smaller "Well, it was stupid really, I crossed some wires in my latest support item" he stated as he finished washing a large pure white plate an placing it in the drying rack.

The reason for Peter having to be Spiderman illegally was for the most parts his fault inertly, just like Uncle Ben, he'd decided to enroll in the Horizon Hero Academy's support course a year before he got his powers from that radioactive spider bite, and well he could't just transfer it cost too much anyway and would take far too long with all the paper work, he had to help with the increasing level of supervillian crime rates he had to help even if it was illegal, nobody else would die because he did nothing.

As breakfast was served Peter finished the dishes and left them too dry. Whipping his hands dry down his pants he sat down as May placed the two plates of bacon and eggs on the table, with the larger portion in front of Peter as was normal now, the 3rd chair left vacant as always now. Using a fork Peter began to shovel food into his mouth, god he was hungry and he had to get into town fast so he could sell last night photos to pricklepuss.

"Where's the fire Pete?" asked his Aunt, pausing to chew the teen replied "Not in my wallet, I got some photos to sell and then Imma meet Harry to help him with the test his got coming up, apparently the hero course is more difficult than it looks" May smiled "Alright I suppose that a good enough plan for the day to let you out of my sight, be home by 11" she stated. Peter nodded and smiled as he shoved more food into his mouth, spider powers were call but the increased metabolism was a killer in terms of food he needed.

After rushing breakfast and running upstairs to grab his backpack, webshooters and mask, the spider teen existed into the get wide world of Queens "Bye Aunt May see you later!" he called as he closed the door. Running down the porch towards the street he started he long 'trek' to the Daily Bugle building, he smiled as he found a lovely back alley to get changed in. Making sure the coast was clear he smiled to himself. Rushing into the little blind alley he pulled out his webshooters and masked, putting them one and placing his civilian clothes in his backpack. Slinging it over his shoulder Peter smiled under the mask.

Leaping at least 30ft into the air before sticking to the wall Spiderman began to climb up the side of the build, finally arriving at the top he looked around, making sure nobody was on the roof itself he smirked to himself. As he walked to the far edge of the roof he checked his web cartridges, Rhino had taken up a lot of webbing last night and that stuff got expensive after a while. It was good that his teacher Dr Conner's believed him when he said he reversed engineered the stuff by accident in class one time, it made making it so much easier.

Firing a webline from his wrist he leaped of the buidling and began to swing though the Big Apple, it was the best part of being Spiderman the swing, waving at the small children that somehow thought that anyone wearing red and blue was automatically a licenced hero. "I mean I do more hero work than Matchstick and he's licenced how he got that I'll never understand" remembering his encounter with the Human Torch a few week ago against Hydro-Man, for a pro-hero he was underwhelming being put out by a B list villain at best. The last year had been an interesting one for Spidey and Peter receptively and apparently there was an announcement at the Horizon on Monday so that would be fun.

Swinging through Times Square a gratting voice echoed into Spidey's ears as James Jonah Jameson began his daily rhetoric of 'masked menace' "Spiderman is a masked menace causing pro-heroes to lose work! He's a menace if you see him called the police!" Spidey didn't stop swinging as he passed the giant holographic screen with Jameson on it. "Yeah pricklepuss, can't wait till you get the Rhino pics, 'Spiderman double crosses his latest partner Rhino!' good, does he realized after 2 double crosses the criminal underworld gets suspicious?"

Finally spying the building he need to get into he made his route more stealthy jumping to the top of the skyscraper on the opposite side of the street looking for a way inside, an open window on the writers floor into a broom closet. Looking around at the street bellow, no paparazzi (that was his job) he jumped for it, within seconds he was in the dark broom closet. Quickly getting changed Peter exited after checking the cost was clear an made his way to JJ office.

"Peter there you are" called Betty, JJ assistance sitting at her desk putting down the phone she'd just picked up "I was just about to call you, JJ in just go right ahead" she chimmed to him as he made his way to the thick glass doors that slightly obscured the light and most of the sound as on of the writer in a union had said 'Without soundproofing JJ was too distracting' which Peter defiantly agreed with. Opening the door "Mr Jameson?" he asked poking his head in.

"Parker! There you are! Where have you been?" said the grizzed reported, greying brown hair and stupid mustache, blue suit jacket hanging of the back of his chair reveling the braces keeping his trouser up 'Seriously why does he wear them is it a fashion statement about him being a dinosaur?' was Peter thought everytime he sore them, everytime but he'd never say it out loud, he liked getting paid too much. "Um at home? I have a curfew?" he replied trying to explain this to JJ would have taken up too much time as he handed the photos from his bag to the newspapers editor in chief.

"Crap, crap, that's okay, are there we go a money shot! Crap!" he looked at Peter, then back at the pictures "How much do you want for them?" grabbing a check book and a pen "Well considering your my first port of call if you pay me say 400 for the lot they could be exclusively the bugles photos" stated the teen, JJ smiled at this, he hated to admit it out loud by Jonah respected the teen, kid was business savvy to say the least as well "375 and you got a deal" Peter smiled an nodded, the only thing Jonah loved more than journalism and a good story was being a cheap scat and Peter could accept that price, it was a fairly large check compared to what other paper offered for freelancers.

Filling out the check and handing it to Peter Jonah when back to answering the phone an shouting at people. 'Business as usual' thought Peter as he passed Betty "Seeya later Betty, you sure you don't wont some earplugs or something" he asked jokingly to the assitant, the only one that had to endure JJ full volume all day long everyday. "No I'm good Peter, also taking Robbie's advice I see?" she asked writing down something on Jonah schedule "Oh the exclusive thing? Yeah I needed the money, that an JJ only one who pays me more than 30 bucks per shot" making the assistant smile slightly. "Well got any plans for the rest of the day Pete?" the teen shrugged "I meeting a few friends to explain why being a hero isn't all fun an games they is math involved" he joked, Betty definatly smiled at that "Alright have a nice day Pete" "You too, try not to go deaf I don't want to learn sign language" he replied back.

Shuffling back to his broom closet, 2 minutes later Spiderman was back patrolling the streets on the look out for any crimes or villains to stop, nothing, nadda, no bueno, not a thing. Brilliant not even a light mugging, sighing he landed on a building next to his favorite gargoyle Bruce "Hey Bruce, been up to anything interesting?" the stone face of the gargoyle didn't move at all, Spidey reaching into the belt he'd installed under the red's and blue stared at it for a moment, nothing on police radio and nothing on the news. Or messages from anyone else either. Placing it back into his phone belt compartment he sighed. "Well Bruce what have you been up to?" he asked just out of courtesy for his stony companion a boring minute dragged on before, an explosion echoing down the street gave him something to do. "Well see ya later Bruce! Duty calls"

Swinging into action, Spidey catapulted himself down the street to fine a ongoing bank heist, webbing his camera to a lamppost he made his way inside climbing though a open window and onto the ceiling. Inside was pandemonium, a hole in the roof and crumbling ceiling everywhere, with bank tellers and members of the general public huddled in fear as the villain slowly flew around on a a familiar glider. Orange cloak and hood obscured his presumably masked face. "Why doesn't anyone make a deposit anymore?" he quipped as he fired a webline at the glider under the orange cloak.

"Ah Spiderman, so good to finally see you" the cloak wearer narrowly avoided the webline, it was diffidently a Green Goblin impersonator, large red eyes with tiny pinhole pupils with distorted orange skin an manic smile, pulling a pumpkin bomb from his satchel the new goblin laughed "The ringleaders put a price on your head and The Hobgoblin intends on collecting that reward" he chucked the pumpkin bomb at the webhead, on instinct and spidey-sense alone he web lined the bomb and chucked it out the window, a screaming explosion echoed out. Hobgoblin not wasting any time drew 3 bat like boomerangs and lobbed them at Spiderman, he released he grip on the room and wieved his way through the boomerangs whilst saying "You're lucky Batman isn't real otherwise he'd sue you for them" landing crouched on a table Spidey fired to weblines as Hobgoblin rocked overhead on his glider.

The weblines hit the mark on the glider, yanking with all of his proportional spider strength Peter haulted the Hobgoblin "Ha, why don't you stick around Gobby? And ask about the selection of accounts you could open?" he quipped, as the table started to move. His masks lenses widened in surprise as he and his new table shaped skateboard burst through the banks doors "I'd rather not I always one for a free air market" replied the new goblin. Spidey desperately held onto the webline as he guided the table though traffic and cars, slowly loosing all of the legs along the way, eventually leaving him on a flat snowboard like table.

Hobgoblin looked back in frustration to still see Spiderman on his board, wicked grin then spreading on his face, grabbing his satchel and spinning it around his head "Bombs away Spiderman!" releasing the webline holding onto the glider Spiderman quickly webbed up all the bombs and using the webline he'd used to collect them toss them at least to the 13 store of the local skyscrapers. Hobgoblin cackled above him as he kicked his glider into a higher gear "Hey come back here, I would like to refund my flight!" called the arachnid.

Web slinging after Hobgoblin, flying diving and taking tight corners through skyscrapers and constructions yards until about 3 minutes after the cause started Peter stopped on a water tower, scanning the area for the newest goblin in New York. "Really is nobody original anymore, copying another supervillain from my own rouges gallery, that just cheap, what's next a cat woman rip off?" he said narrowing his eyes. Looking around in all directions "How do I lose someone dressed as a flying pumpkin fairy?" he grumbled to himself.

Spidey-Sense triggering he leap to safety in an instant, as the Hobgoblin's glider screamed past were he just was, the large bat like face opened reviling a large metallic spike, the goblin on top grinned "Rip of am I?" he flew off back into the contruction yard they just passed all the works diving out of the way of the mad goblin. "You lucky I'm not Gobby, otherwise I would be suing you for copyright infringement"

A baterang came whizzing his past his head. Dodging it with easy Spidey sent a ball of webbing into the Goblin's eyes, gritting his teeth he roared as he tried to claws the web from his eyes, only to fly straight through a cable holding up a small elevator full of works, Spidey ditched his attempts of trying to grab the goblin for saving the construction workers, Goblins had an annoying tendency to show up again. "Hang on!"

Spidey clinging to the side of a steel beam strained trying to keep the small elevator from falling, once he had a good hold on his webline he shifted a wrist so he could fire more webbing, the terrified silence of the works was all Peter needed to concentrate. Making a gigantic web bellow the elevator he called down "Jump down quickly!" as he fired another webline to the elevators side he began walking around the side of the steel beam he was on, attaching the webline to the beam, peering down as all the works seemed to be falling off onto his large web. One of them looked up "Thanks Webhead!" waving at the vigilante, we waved back "It's all in a days work for you're Friendly Neighborhood Spiderman!" before swinging away.

After collecting his camera inconspicuously as possible he smiled, as he swung into the alleyway were his clothes wore, thank good for random ac units in alleyways perfect place to store his bag. Change back into his plain Peter Parker clothes, he jumped down and walked towards where he was meeting Harry.

Joe's was a fairly friendly diner/ coffee shop style place, nice leather couches or booth with nice heavy duty wooden tables, in all Joe's had a friendly upbeat atmosphere full of soon to be heroes and sometimes an actual pro-hero, it was one of the Matchstick and Thing's favorite haunts in the city. Harry himself just came here so he wasn't the odd one out in the room, no that job as always fell to his best friend Peter. "So what did you want to go over again?" asked Osborn's best friend. "Well I still not get the momentum transference thing but that not what I called you here about"

-Harry Osborn- Quirk- Finger Guns- Harry can fire a beam of plasma from each of his finger tips-

Peter eyed Harry "So what did you ask me here about?" "Well it's kinda stupid, but I think there's an exchange program being announced" "So last year the hero did an exchange program with Xaiver's Hero School, I don't see why'd you need to talk to me about it" "I overheard my father on the phone, I think it's with UA" Harry said sheepishly, Peter jaw dropped "No way, why would UA and Horizon have a exchange student program?" asked Peter, UA from what Peter had heard had done an exchange program exactly once and that was when All Might decided 'american optimism' suited his style of heroing perfectly. "Well, I think it's because of all that's happened recently, they wanted to show that UA is still open and not hiding anything, Pete I'm not supposed to tell you this but well, Dad signed my up for it, saying that he'd fund the whole endeavor" "Isn't he Number 2?" asked Peter trying to lighten the mood, the pair hadn't realized that they were leaning in hunched backs.

"Yeah I have heard he's got a bit of a shit personality, but I think All Might quit" joked the hire to Osborn, "So why are you telling me about this?" asked the secret superhero. "Well there's someone form every course going form Horizon" Harry started "And Dad wanted... recommendations" Peter looked at Harry, Peter had a face of 'you didn't do what I think you did' "I'm sorry Pete, it slipped out" "Fine as long as he doesn't try an offer me a job as soon as we get back I'll let it slip, so momentum?" joked the teen.

"Cheers Pete, I don't think I'd survive the hero course without you, I get confused with the energy transfer" started Harry, "And what part is left over to the object it collides with friction removed?" "Yeah that" "Oh well that'll be conservation of momentum, I looked through the book, it's actually good on that bit, unlike the light spectrum that chapters garbage" Harry nodded "Honestly, I'm lucky Gwen understood it, when you couldn't figure it out i was stuffed" Peter smiled at that "Well something I wondering, if the hero course had a single brain in it" Peter said drinking his milkshake whilst smirking at Harry "Wow rude, need i remind you that Gwen bet you at your own game" stated Harry. "Hey don't bring 'that' into this"

'That' was Peter's attempt to out science pun Gwen, turns out no one could out science pun Gwen even if they tried. Harry and Gwen had become some of the top students in the hero course. Peter had met the blonde girl that was Harry's 'friend' exactly twice "Seriously though, when are you gonna ask Gwen out, she not going to be single forever" Peter stated smirking to an almost comical extent. Harry and Gwen had been 'studding' a lot together recently as Peter had to 'go to work', Harry's reaction was almost instant eyes narrowing checks slightly redder then they were "I will when you ask Mary Jane" Peter who was drink at the time nearly had his milkshake come out of his nose.

Mary Jane Watson one of Peter's oldest friends and well everyone thought there were dating since they started at Horizon, Peter slowly started to turn to MJ's natural hair color with that comment. "Harry were not, I mean she's... and I'm" Peter made gestures to explain his points arms failing around randomly. It was Harry's turn to smirk at his best friend, he knew how to fluster Peter and it was incredibly easy "She calls you Tiger dude, that's a pet name if I ever heard it" Peter sunk in his chair, muttering to himself "Kill me" he didn't notice Harry's face turn into a goblin like grin.

"Hey guys!" stated a voice from behind Peter, he instantly new he was screwed, the devil always travels with company and the devil today was coincidence and his company was Mary Jane Watson and Gwen Stacey, yeah kill him now universe, looking up form his sinking position Peter looking up sore Mary Jane staring down at him, red hair framing her gor... very pretty, don't be crude Peter. "Hey, what are you guys doing here?" asked Peter still slightly confused.

-Gwen Stacey- Quirk: Ghost- Gwen can control the charge of atoms in her inter body allowing her to walk through or climb up walls-

-Mary Jane Watson- Quirk: Liar!- Mary Jane can see if someone is lying if they have made direct eye contact with her-

"Harry told use to come here" Peter instantly new what that meant, that smug prick, Harry was sitting there being smug "Oh, okay I'll move over then, say Harry is it the same reason you ask me here?" he said the smug look returning to Parker's face made Harry slightly worried, he better not do what he though he was doing, ask he moved along on his side of the booth, MJ sat down next to him quickly leaving Gwen standing, a unamused expression on her face directed towards MJ, who seemed to be giving the largest smirk Peter had ever seen, it followed all the way as Gwen sat next to Harry. "So why are we here Harry?" asked Gwen.

"So one was lonely and wanted company" coughed Peter before Harry fired a tiny blast at Peter leg which he dodged with easy because for all the world knew.

-Peter Parker- Quirk: Danger Sense- A sixth sense that alerts Peter to any danger within his immediate area-

Gwen and MJ raised an eyebrow at Peter, he smiled sheepishly "Inside joke" he said with closed eyes so MJ couldn't use her quirk on him. "So why are we here then? I could be practicing right now" stated Gwen, how she managed to be a band drummer and top of the class hero in training was beyond Peter, he could barely handle school and being Spidey and one of them wasn't exactly difficult. "Oh right so, Horizon doing an exchange program this year and well my Dad said I should choice 3 others to go with me, to Japan, UA to be more specific" stated Harry looking away from Gwen the entire time. "And why are we here then?" MJ asked, she already new why but she wanted the truth good damn it on her portable dicta-phone. "Well, um I choose you guys" stated Osborn.

"Wait so you want us, to go to the most prodigious Hero school on the whole planet, literally the Cambridge of Heroing?" Harry nodded "I couldn't think of better people?" Peter heard him trying to justifying it to himself "Thank for the vote of confidence" stated MJ smirk on her face, the crisis incident reporter in training new that wasn't true but she let it slide.

"So when do we go then Sharpshooter?" "Well Ghost Girl we go hopefully in a months time or so, the date hasn't been finalized till well you all say yes" "Well count me in, sounds fine" Gwen and Harry had an annoying habbit of calling themselves by there hero names, and Gwen being this positive about this seemed to be bog standard really, MJ spoke next "Well, I suppose it would be fun, might even be a good scoop in it somewhere, so I'm in" all eyes landed on Peter, he gulped instinctively. "Well, I suppose I could give someone else a chance to photo Spiderman in action" he said as he could see all the eyes pleading for him to come.

"Yeah this is gonna be fun, hey Joe!" shouted Harry at the owner "Yeah Kid?!" came a gruff reply from behind the counter "Can I get other round of shakes over her please?" "Sure thing kid"

Peter smiled by was internally screaming he need someone to patrol whilst he was gone or something bad could happen, he needed a replacement for Spiderman whilst he was gone. Whelp time to reach out to the others in his time of need, Matchstick owed him anyway.