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[color=black][b][u]12:18 AM; July 7th, 2018
One of Many Side Alleys; New York City[/u][/b][/color][hr][h3][b][color=black]ISSUE #4[/color]
[color=ec008c]THE SPECTACULAR SPIDER-WOMAN[/color]
[color=black]PART ONE[/color][/b][/h3][hr][/center]

[quote=@HenryJonesJr]
[color=ec008c][b]"You shot cops tonight, Frank,"[/b][/color] I clench my fist as the two of us glare at one another. [color=ec008c][b]"Now, I hold some obnoxiously liberal views of the police force as much as any other 'millennial snowflake', but attempted murder is beyond the pale. Whatever it is that started this, whoever you were when you started this, but I have to assume gunning down cops wasn't a part of the plan. Innocent people are going to die before this is all over, Frank. Hell they may have tonight."[/b][/color]
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I furrow my brow. [color=black][b]"You're right. It wasn't part of the plan. And maybe you won't believe it, but I didn't shoot to kill. Those were my friends, and it's a damn shame things had to be this way, but I won't let [i]anyone[/i] get in the way of my mission. Not my friends, not criminals, and [i]certainly[/i] not some superpowered kid playing dress up."[/b][/color]

[quote=@HenryJonesJr]
[color=ec008c][b]"Turn yourself in,"[/b][/color] I growl. [color=ec008c][b]"Or I'm putting you down."[/b][/color]
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I force out a humorless laugh at that. [color=black][b]"Turn myself in? When this is over, maybe."[/b][/color] I let my eyes scan over the alleyway slowly. There are a few trash cans, the old-timey kind with the circular lids, that I could probably put to use. But it would be stupid to stay here, in a cramped back alley, twenty feet under a superhero. I'd have to lure her away, somewhere less open, somewhere where she can't swing and jump around...

Dave mentioned an abandoned apartment near his house a few weeks back. Something about it being a popular spot for druggies before the police cleared them all out. That seems like my best bet; enclosed hallways, lots of rooms to hide in, the like. I didn't want to kill her, not that I could given she probably has more strength and durability in her pinkie finger than I do in my entire body, but if I could find some way to disable her then I'd be set.

But for now, we haven't taken to fighting. There was enough time to talk, then. Maybe make her slip up somehow. [color=black][b]"... This is going to sound generic, but we're not so different, you and me. We both saw the crime and corruption around us, both probably had something important taken away from us because of it, and we wouldn't stand for it any longer. Difference is how we go about it; you still think criminals have a chance to redeem themselves, so you haul them in. I don't, so I put them down like the rabid dogs they are."[/b][/color]

I could only hope that hit close to home somehow. Maybe she'd get distracted by her own thoughts on what I said. Or maybe I just sounded like some generic comic book villain, monologuing to the hero who couldn't give less of a shit about my motivations, and she would be trying too hard not to laugh enough for me to get away before she can process it. Whatever the case, I decided to chance it; I break out into a sprint, being sure to grab one of the metal trash can lids along the way as an impromptu weapon/shield. Hopefully, that abandoned apartment wasn't too far.