//------------------------------// // *Chapter One: The Amazing Undone Pt. 1 // Story: SPIDER-MAN: Broken Destiny // by Kapwnage //------------------------------// Cold, was this very night. Twilight slowly slid out of the library to enjoy a walk in the crisp, winter air. The frost from the Library window's showed a warm, glaring light beaming through. Spike, being upstairs, cuddled in his bed and quickly fell asleep. With a small click, the front door shut quietly. Twilight began towards town as her hooves muffed and scudded in the thick, layered snow. It invaded her warm leggings and moistened her fur, making the wind cause more awkward pain as it whistled ruffly on her skin. Already shivering, she increased to a slow trot towards town. Arriving there shortly, she gazed around for a warm shop to browse around. Of course she would rather be wrapped around a book and a blanked in front of a fire, but nothing of the sorts would cloud her mind. All she wanted was some time to herself; to just relax and get out of the house; to think. Going out late seemed like a good idea. Her eyes became strained at the bright, glowing lights radiating from busy shops windows. Her stomach churned unsteady, of course it was around ten at night, and she had nothing better to do. A couple passed Twilight as she milled around the sidewalks of winter Ponyville. They giggled and laughed as they whispered at each other. One even mentioning something she'd not rather think about, along with a grimace; she walked on. Passing a sign that read, "Hot Drinks!" She gazed into the frosty window and saw even more coupled ponies talking together merrily. She paused, thought for a brief moment, and opened the door to the shop. A bit small for her type, the shop was, but cozy nonetheless. Twilight sat, a smile on her face and a small chocolate mustache above her upper lip. She had ordered a hot chocolate to rid of her shivers. Her friends had said it so many times, and she has gone through so much stress lately with winter wrapup coming in the next months that follow the current one. It's not the easiest thing to do; leading a town and all. She loved to just do nothing but read, read, and read again. Once she tried to read two books at once, but that resulted in a major headache. Going out late was a good idea after all. She snuggled down in her soft, warm booth and sipped again on her hot drink. Some other ponies sat around in other booths, chatting, laughing, quietly gossiping. Turning back towards the front window; even more ponies walked past. Everypony she saw was either coupled, or meeting someone. Loneliness struck at her heart and turned her coziness into solitude. This is why she loved books, because then she wouldn't need to find that special someone. Deep in her mind, that special someone did exist though she didn't know. =================== Peter sprinted through town in a surge of adrenaline. Droplets of sticky, tangy sweat seeped into his eyes, burning them. The hot summer air added to his demise, causing him to blink rapidly at the wind. Only one singular thought crossed his mind, "I'm gonna be late for class!". Not being fast enough caused yet another thought to pierce his concentration. He shifted his running and bolted to the nearest alley. Still running, he threw off his backpack and slung off his shirt, revealing a red and blue spandex suit with webbing details. The suit was fixed with a mask featuring two, glossy white eyes and a big, black spider on his chest. He jumped in the air just enough to give him time to tug off his pants and while still in-air, his wrist spit out a thick; knotted web. "There goes Spider-Man!" A random citizen yelled, calling out for him. A hero of the city; is he. "Look at him go! I've never seen him go that fast!" Again, said another citizen. Crash! shards of glass littered the streets below. Looking down, Spider-Man caught glances of some crooks. Angered, he dived down from the sky and landed on the tough, rugged concrete with a thump of his feet. He glanced over to see the owner of the shop that had been attacked, shouting at the fleeing criminals. They were still in sight. As a good tactic, Spider-Man webbed a long, thin line directly for the thieves backs. Without any resistance, they tugged and fell face first into the dirty sidewalk. Sometimes things we're just too easy. He jumped up to finish his swing to school. Finally arriving, he noticed he forgot his book bag and clothes. =================== Bash! Bash! Bash! A large, purple hoof bused on the frozen, solid stone. Bash! Bash! Bash! The pony became furious! It punched and bucked and even tried to use it's horn to break the statue. Realizing it could use it's horn, the thick-skinned rubber-looking unicorn used it's magic to crack the Statue. With a crack as loud as thunder and as big as the sky, the statue crumbled into pieces. The ridged, frosty air engulfed an almost mammoth shadow before the unicorn's very eyes. Not the least bit scared, the pony growled at the sight of who was in front of it. A pare of yellow, piercing eyes glared down at the strange, purple unicorn. It stood much taller, almost ten ponies higher. It would take a house to match this creatures size. The long, snake-like feathered body slithered down to meet the pony's height. Despite the icy snow in the courtyard, the broken statue monster steamed of fresh, radiating magic. The ground melted before the creature and it stood back up to meet the moon's hue. A disgusting stench filled the air and the tall, feathered monster raised it's uneven arms up. "What's this?" It said with a grin, it's hot breathe smelt of rotten manure and burnt rubber. "I seek your assistance." The unicorn grinned back, it's large yellow teeth seemed uncared and chipped, though oddly large and sharp for any regular pony. "My assistance? I'm truly flattered." The creature held out it's strange, griffon paw. "Discord." "Toxic." The pony returned the favor. "Come, before we're spotted." Toxic waved her paw in a motion for him to follow. Discord never followed orders from anyone, or anything for that matter. He was very stubborn, but was much more interested in what was happening, so he did as commanded. They had ditched the courtyard scene and traveled to the forest where the pony led Discord into some sort of cave structure. Deep in the Everfree forest, laid Toxic's secret underground lair. The walls seemed to sweat as the small fire in the corner flared angerly at the harsh winds entering the doorway. The cave wasn't tall enough to house Discord long, stretched body. He plopped his rump down on a pile of warm hay and looked about the cave, curiously. "Cozy- hehe." He snarled. He noticed that Toxic, in the light, was engulfed in a purple polymer that for whatever reason, she didn't seem to mind. It looked like a second pair of skin, covering her horn and eyes too. What was strange is that this pony had no tail, and had menacingly large, sharp teeth. Finally taking his eyes off the unicorn, he saw that she had pieces of strange, metallic metals around equipped with flashing lights on them. "What are those?" He asked, tilting his head a bit. "Nothing you need to worry about." "Fine then Miss Attitude." =================== The bell rang yet again, and Peter jumped; being halfway asleep. He had arrived to class very late and slept halfway through class. Today was extremely hot and bright outside, making the classroom stuffy and held a nasty stench of dry, warm sweat. His teacher gave him a firm glare and called for him to stay after class. "Parker, a word please?" "Yes Mr. Willis?" Peter said with a sorrowful look. "I've seen your grades have been dropping." "Sorry Mr.-" "You always show up exhausted and look a mess every day!" "I know Mr.-" "If you don't fix this," He paused to fix his shudder, "I'm failing you." Peter simply nodded and turned around to sludge out the door. He could cry if not for the sake of his manliness. "Damn this deed." He said to himself, sulking out the school in a worried trance of emotion. "Why must I be Spider-Man? Can't I just get a break?" "Hey, Pete!" A distance voice rang in the schoolyard. It was Gwen Stacy, a close friend Peter had always known besides Mary Jane. She was beautiful, though already dating Mary Jane, he couldn't do such a thing. She had short, stocky blonde hair and a pink, round face. She always seemed happy and never was doubtful about herself ironically to Peter; whom always was dissing himself dry. He turned around and met her happy, greeting gaze. "Oh, hi Gwen." "What's wrong?" "Nothing." "He tell you off again." Peter simply nodded. "Well, perk up buddy. You're gonna be awesome some day." She said, patting him on the shoulder. "Hey, I got a play this weekend, you should come!" "Yeah. I will, thanks!" *Note: You know how I said I would post this in one big chapter? Well I'm splitting them up so they aren't too big.*