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At the top of the New York Cathedral clock tower:
"This is so boring!"
Dressed in his brand-new blue and red Spider-Man suit, Peter sat on the top of the 200-foot clock tower, swinging his legs back and forth out of sheer boredom, and gazing down at the peaceful New York City below with a sigh.
Even though summer vacation was coming to an end and high school was about to begin, and Tony had advised him to focus on his studies, Peter couldn't resist the urge to don the custom Spider-Man suit Tony had sent him and go out and see if there were any crimes he could stop.
It would be great if there was a chance for Spider-Man to make a big entrance. As a rookie hero, he dreamed of making a big impression, showing Tony and Mr. Kyle what he could do, proving he wasn't just a kid.
While Peter was lost in his heroic fantasies, a crow cawed as it flew overhead, narrowly missing dropping something on his new suit.
But in reality, since the alien invasion six months ago, the regular police and SHIELD had stepped up their presence. With heroes like the Symbol of Peace, Iron Man, and Captain America stationed in New York, crime wasn't exactly easy to come by.
As the sun set and night fell, the city lit up with dazzling neon lights.
Peter, shivering in the cold night air high above, took off his spider-mask and ruffled his hair in frustration. "Nothing, absolutely nothing... Well, I guess I'll head back. If I stay out any longer, Aunt May will give me an earful."
Just as Peter was about to get up from the clock tower, there was a sudden explosion from a nearby street.
Peter turned quickly to see a burst of red energy smashing through the glass of the fifth floor of a five-star hotel. Inside, smoke began to rise, indicating the onset of a fire.
"A situation... It really happened!"
Peter's mouth dropped open in surprise. Without thinking, he quickly put his spider mask back on. With a flick of his right hand, the web-shooters built into his suit shot out a solid strand of white web that stuck to a building across the street.
Swinging high through the city, Spider-Man raced toward the fire.
Meanwhile, on the fifth floor of the five-star hotel, in one of the rooms:
Quentin stood in the middle of the room, his entire body enveloped in the energy of the Aether. The destructive power of the energy had already destroyed all the furniture, and now it was raging uncontrollably, spilling outward.
"This... this is amazing! To feel such immense power!" Quentin was ecstatic.
"Use this power wisely, complete the mission I have given you, and I will grant you even more power."
With a sinister smile, Loki opened a portal of spatial mist and disappeared from the room.
"As long as I have this power... this power, I can become a superhero that everyone admires, surpassing even the Symbol of Peace and Iron Man."
Quentin clenched his fist tightly as the Aether's energy fully integrated into his body. With a burst of transformation, he materialized a golden armor and helmet.
Smoke billowed from the hotel's fifth floor corridor as panicked guests scrambled to escape.
"Ahhh!"
A blonde girl tripped and fell to the floor, screaming for her "mommy. But amidst the chaotic scene and thick smoke, no one noticed her, and she was about to be trampled by the fleeing crowd.
Crash!
The sound of shattering glass rang out as a bright red and blue figure burst into the fifth floor from outside. Swiftly sliding across the floor, the figure deftly dodged the panicked crowd and scooped the blonde girl into his arms.
The girl stopped crying for a moment and looked up at the friendly, masked face of Spider-Man.
"Hey! I'm Spider-Man, your friendly neighborhood hero. Don't worry, I'm going to get you out of here, okay?"
Peter spoke quickly, and after the blonde girl nodded, he immediately rushed out the window and leaped into the air. Using his web to slow their descent, he swung down to the front entrance of the hotel.
Gently placing the girl on the ground, Peter waved at her, "Stay here, don't move. Your family will find you soon. I have to deal with the problem upstairs!" With that, he shot another web and swung back toward the fifth floor of the hotel, where thick smoke and flames were pouring out.
The entire rescue process was so smooth and natural that even Peter was a little impressed with himself. But just as he was swinging in the air, a figure suddenly jumped out of the fifth floor window and flew right past his shoulder.
"What was that?!"
Hanging upside down like a spider on the outside of the hotel, Peter looked up at the sky. All he could see was a mysterious man wearing a glass helmet and armor, trailing a trail of red smoke as he quickly flew away, soon disappearing into the night.
"He can fly... and that red smoke..."
Peter suddenly remembered that the red energy that caused the fire earlier was similar to the red mist left behind by the mysterious man. It was very likely that this person was responsible for the incident.
"If I don't go after him now, he'll get away."
Peter was about to shoot out his web and go after the mysterious man, but then he heard more cries for help coming from inside the hotel.
Peter hesitated for a moment and finally decided to give up the chase and return to the hotel to rescue the remaining people.
Five minutes later.
By the time Peter, smelling of smoke, had rescued the last person, the police and fire trucks had finally arrived, although the fire had already consumed most of the fifth floor.
Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, Peter shot out a web and swung up to the roof of a nearby building.
Taking off his Spider-mask, Peter's hair was damp, his body drenched in sweat from the heat of the fire, though fortunately his Spider-Man suit was excellent at absorbing moisture.
"Who was that guy?"
Peter looked down at the now extinguished fire scene below and then glanced in the direction where the mystery man had disappeared.
"Should I report this to Mr. Kyle or Mr. Stark?"
Peter quickly dismissed the idea. It was only a small fire. If he reported every little thing to them, they'd probably treat him like a child.
"I hope I run into him again so Spider-Man can catch him."
Peter made up his mind, but before he could enjoy the moment of feeling cool, he suddenly remembered, "Wait, it's after 7, isn't it? I have to go to freshman orientation at the high school tomorrow!"
Realizing this, Peter, like a child who has just realized he's done something wrong, quickly shot out of his web and swung toward home.
In his haste, Peter didn't notice a figure hiding in the shadows on the roof of the neighboring building. After watching Peter leave, the figure shook his head slightly.
"He really is just a child..."
Meanwhile.
A mansion owned by Hank Pym in the New York suburbs:
Hank Pym and his daughter, Hope van Dyne, sat in front of a computer screen, watching surveillance footage of a scruffy young man. More specifically, he was a recently released ex-con.
Hope raised an eyebrow coldly and asked, "Hank, is this the 'suitable candidate' you were talking about? A former professional thief?"
"Hope, would it kill you to call me 'Dad' once in a while?"
Hank shot her a look before turning back to the video, confident in his judgment. "Trust me, I'm not wrong about him. He's the perfect candidate to be the next Ant-Man!"
(End of chapter)
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