Nancy was still trying to take what all had happened in during and even after her ride to school. How the hell could she be a superhero? Who saw her and thought "Yeah, that girl is deffinitly superhero material." Nancy knew for a fact she probably looked more like a villain than a hero. Nancy still trying to wrap her head around as she took her first steps into the school and then heard what was basically a small explosion coming from the boy's restroom. Nancy watched as some weird looking woman walked out and went into the library, slamming the doors behind her. 

"A villain appears." Nancy heard Sprrix say from inside her hoodie. "You are needed now."

"What?" Nancy said as she quickly ducked into the broom closet so she wouldn't look weird for talking to herself since Sprrix was hidden (though everyone's attention was on the library). "I just got you, I'm not ready to just do it right now! I don't even have any training or anything like that!"

"You have everything you need right now, and you are not alone."

"I'm not alone!? You said I was the chosen!"

"One of the chosen," Sprrix said, that caused Nancy to groan.

"If there's others who can do it, why do I need to help?!"

"They need your help as well. The only way you will all succeed is by working together." 

Before Nancy could argue more, there were more loud noises. It seemed the other heroes had arrived and were fighting. Well, maybe she wouldn't have to help too much...With a sigh, Nancy gave in. "Alright, let's just get this over with." And with that, she transformed. After which, she took a moment to look herself over as best as she could in a dim broom closet. She was definitely spider themed, and had a mask on (not covering her whole face, so she wasn't copying spiderman yet at least). But...wait...where was her weapon? She searched around but only found a...spool of string? Was...Was that really her weapon? 

"You got to be kidding me..." Nancy groaned. So no cool, awesome weapon for her then. Only string. Greatttttttt....With a sigh, Nancy ran out of the closet to go and try to take down the villain. As she ran, she took the string and noticing it was kind of sticky, tried rolling it, and soon she had a little ball going that only got bigger as she made her way to the library. By the time Nancy burst in, she had quite a good sized ball on her hands. Maybe string wasn't such a bad weapon after all. And she saw immediately who she was supposed to use her weapon on. "Okay, let's get this over with," Nancy said as she threw her string ball at the weird woman, who was thankfully being held down by a different hero.