And everything was falling perfectly into place. With the presence of Otto, they finally managed to wrestle that giant staff out of the Spider-Monkey’s hand. It dropped the staff, which meant now it was Spider-Man’s time to shine. He immediately scooped up the giant staff just as it hit the ground. “I’ll be taking that, thank yooou! You could hurt somebody with this!” He lifted the staff with exertion, all the strength he had, he tossed the thing at closest building away from the Spider-Monkey’s grasp.

And just so the Spider-Monkey wouldn’t get any funny ideas about trying to take it back, Araltus webbed it to the building so it wouldn’t budge. Danny jumped to the building to admire her handiwork. “Not bad. It could use more color, but I didn’t bring my rainbow webs today.” Danny quipped.

Now that was done, the next thing was actually taking this giant creature. That shouldn’t be too hard now that it was unarmed though.

The day was saved! Or so they thought. The heroes believed they were weakening the giant beast by getting rid of its rather versatile weapon. What they hadn't seemed to realize was that the Spider-Monkey never used the staff to attack them despite the overwhelming advantage he would have had, had he did. He only used it to defend against their attacks, but Araltus was right. This Spider-Monkey was strong, but most importantly it was a spider. Rage filled the uncaged beast as his staff was now used to decorate a building, but that wasn't enough for these heroes. They had to keep attacking him. He felt a familiar sting, but this time in the hand that had been electrified earlier. He roared out in anger, frustration and annoyance and turned away from the group as if he were going to climb back up the building he once rested on. Instead he released a wave of webs from his rear's spinnerets trapping Spider-Woman, the Arachnid, and Weaver in their own medicine, allowing them to feel what the criminals they used webs on went through while they waited for the police. It was not a pleasant or comfortable feeling.

The Spider-Monkey spun back around and shot two webs, one from each of his wrists, towards two cars abandoned on the street. He continued to spin and launched both cars with calculated precision at his remaining enemies. One minivan was flying towards Spider-Man and Araltus while a sedan was heading towards Argyros.

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Spider-Woman and the Arachnid found themselves trapped alongside Weaver. These webs were stronger than the ones they created. These were natural, but still structurally more sound than what the spiders of this world created. But this confirmed something they had already known.

"He's really a spider." The Arachnid said.

Spider-Woman rolled her eyes, the mask of her suit doing the same. "Thanks for stating the obvious."

"No, he's a spider." The Arachnid repeated.

"Repeating it doesn't clarify anything." She said almost annoyed at this point.

The Arachnid sighed. "If this were a test you'd fail. You control spiders."

"I don't control spiders." Spider-Woman corrected. "I talk to them and they listen."

"You said don't and not can't."

"I've never done it. Controlling is taking away free will."

"If you don't control him he'll take away our free will to live. You can at the very least talk to him."

"I don't even know if I can. Look at him! He's not even a full spider."

"You better try or your brother's going to get flattened and oh, Araltus too." He said the latter teasingly just in case their mutual friend heard him. Otto wasn't truly as concerned with their fates as he was letting on. He may have been trapped, but he had his own plan in motion at the very moment. They were almost there. He just had to survive a little longer.

In Times Square, thought there was more to the plan than stealing the staff.

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"Ohh.."

Oliver comes to a halt, clinging onto the side of a building as he watches the Spider-Monkey's weapon get lobbed towards a building. He thinks to himself.. Okay, that's probably fine. We've been at this for a bit, they've probably evacuated the nearby buildings by now. It still draws a wince from him, but that's primarily just reflex from something big hitting something else big. Things were still good, they disarmed the Spider-Monkey, now Spider-Woman could clue him in on step two of the plan, and-

"Ohhhhh..."

Oliver witnesses a burst of web trap Spider-Woman and the Arachnid, sticking them to the side of a building. He knew from plenty of second hand accounts how tough normal sized webs were to get out of, so that looked pretty, uh, pretty not great. And apparently that was just the start of the Spider-Monkey's retaliation. Fair enough, bad things usually happened in groups to Oliver. This was par for the course. Very scary! But par for the course. He just had to get moving, and think on his feet. He'd done it before, he could do it again.

"OHHH!!"

That was of course, when the Spider-Monkey threw a car at his head. Rising from a full frog squat to a crouch, Oliver proceeds to chain several backflips together up the side of the building he had clung to in order to avoid getting involved in a tenth story car wreck. The Sedan pierces right through the side of the building, hanging halfway through the wall. "Yipes!" Oliver declares after realizing how close he was to getting squashed. Immediately, he's grateful for two things; that he apparently didn't piss the monster off enough to earn the larger car thrown, and that he isn't all that near the other spider-folk. Hopefully they didn't hear that very un-heroic yelp.

"Come on man! That Sedan didn't do anything to you, and I know for a fact that barely any places offer insurance for this kind of stuff!" He was barely even quipping, there was real monetary anguish in his heart for the poor New Yorker who just got put in a financial hole by this Kaiju. Now this was personal. 'Cause if there was one thing the Not-Quite Spectacular Argyros had in spades, it was working class solidarity. He springs off of his cling-point, and free-dives down towards the ground, firing off twin ropes of webbing aimed at one of giant monster's eyelids. If he managed to connect, he planned to yank the eyelid down to screw with its line of sight, and use that pull to start swinging again. He had no plans beyond this. It was time to approach this like he did Man-Mountain Marko, improv and irritate until he managed to scramble together a winning sequence of moves.

..Yeah, he didn't like his odds.

Danny’s Spider Sense tingled just as the minivan went flying towards his head. “Look out!” He pushed Araltus out of the way, and barely managed to dodge the vehicle himself. The minivan crashed through a window into the building. Glass shards went flying everywhere.

Meanwhile Danny fussed over Araltus‘ state. “Are you ok? Are you hurt? Did glass get anywhere? Do you need a doctor?”

And then he heard his sister and Arachnid having an argument while tied up with web, and decided to intervene. “Hey listen, can we cut it out? Arguing isn’t going to get you anywhere… Also while my sister has a Disney Princess like relationship with Spiders, I control webs. It’s niche, but comes in handy sometimes.” And with a flick of his wrist, Danny released Spider-Woman and Arachnid from their prison, and made a nice sized ball solid of webbing in the process.

“Hey, Spider-Monkey! Think fast!” He then threw the ball of web back at the creature. “I’ve always hated Dodgeball. It’s nice being the one throwing the ball for once…”

S A M B L Y T H E | A R A L T U S

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Maybe Sam was speaking too soon.

She watched as the Spider-Monkey appeared to finally have free reign once his weapon was gone. He wasn't only on a defensive now, he was on the offensive. Suddenly, things seemed much more dire and, really, Sam should have taken the opportunity to just bolt. But that was life. She was in this situation now and she should just accept that.

Out of the Spider-Monkey's ass came out webs and locked Spider-Woman and Arachnid into their own webby prison alongside that other spider-folk she didn't know the name of. And as if that wasn't enough, he hurled two vehicles. And one of those vehicles was unfortunately headed straight for her and Spider-Man.

She felt a push, completely disconnecting her from the building and a minivan smashed straight through the building spreading the glass shards across them like some sort of makeshift hail. Sam was quick to slow her descent with a well-placed web and landed on the ground with a small hop. Spider-Man came soon after, fussing over her. This made Sam let out a chuckle. "Calm down, calm down. If that's enough to take me down, I wouldn't be here with you guys. Get back out there, kid."

Sam gave him a wave before brushing herself off, ridding herself of the glass that had fallen across her own costume. She was wise to have made this out of some pretty resistant fabric. The last thing she wanted to do was spend a few hours stitching her costume back. She stretched her back until it popped and she shook her head. Man, was she getting too old or something? It must be the swinging.

Those thoughts aside, Araltus ran forward and shot herself forward just as Spider-Man hurled a large ball of Spider-Monkey-made webs back at its creator and their colorful-costumed buddy had something planned it appeared like. Risky move. So, Araltus decided to hang back for a more supporting role as she followed behind Arygros. In the case that he would fail in his endeavor, she was planning to pull him away with a web to get him out of the way of the Spider-Monkey's wrath.