As the days went by and the school week arrived, Peter began to become more cocksure and confident due to his perceived indestructibility given to him by his super powers. He had begun to mouth off more to those who picked on him, silently begging for one of them to make the verbal arguments escalate into something physical so he would be able to destroy anyone who attempted to harm him. The problem was that Peter's new-found confidence slowly grew into arrogance and he began to shoot his mouth off to anyone who even looked at him the wrong way. He had seen the football team have to restrain themselves from starting a fight with him, either because their girlfriends held them back or they deemed Peter unworthy to waste their time on. It was in the next week of school that Peter was greeted by a friendly face that he didn't expect to see in Midtown. He was pulling books out of his locker when he felt a gentle tap on his shoulder. He pivoted on his heel to see a bright eyed young woman wearing a purple skirt and a simple white, button up shirt with a steel bracelet on her left wrist.

"Twilight?" Peter asked in surprise "What're you doing here?"

"My folks and I moved from Chicago a few days after we met up, something about being closer to Cadance and Shining and wanting to get me the best schooling possible after Celestia's teaching days done" Twilight explained. Peter opened his mouth to speak but fell silent when he heard a loud jeer from across the corridor from one of the football team.

"Now that's something I thought I'd never see!" he exclaimed "Is that Puny Parker talking to a girl without getting a drink poured on him?" Peter smirked, thinking up a witty response, but he was cut off by Twilight throwing her own response back at him.

"What's the matter big guy?" she asked in a mocking tone "Do you want me to throw my drink on you instead on Peter? Then again, looking at you, having an energy drink thrown on you is probably the closest thing to a shower you've had in a long while" The football player ground his teeth angrily before yelling back.

"What are you?" he demanded "His girlfriend or something?"

"Not his-" Harry said, walking into the argument and putting his arm around Twilight's waist "Mine" This piece of information caused the football player to back down and become a lot more respectful.

"Oh... hey Harry" he said with a nervous chuckle "Sorry about that"

"Remember the rule we all agreed on?" Harry asked, ignoring the apology.

"Uhhh... I think so" he nodded slowly.

"What was it?" Harry queried.

"Leave Peter alone and I get to keep my teeth?" he recited.

"Good, now make yourself scarce" Harry said, gesturing with his thumb.

"S-Sorry" he mumbled, hurrying away with his head hanging low. Harry turned back to Peter who had since turned around and started rummaging through his locker once more while whistling a happy tune. Harry glared daggers into his back for a brief second before speaking up.

"You're welcome" he growled.

"I could've handled it" Peter shrugged, grabbing his camera out of his locker and hanging it around his neck.

"No you couldn't!" Harry snapped "He would've snapped you in half!" Peter stuffed one hand into his jacket pocket and held his camera with the other.

"But we didn't get to see that, did we?" Peter chuckled, closing his locker and turning around and beginning to walk away.

"Pete, what the hell's happening to you?" Harry asked, stepping away from Twilight for a brief second and placing his hand on Peter's shoulder "You're becoming more and more of an asshole everyday"

"Maybe" Peter sighed "Or maybe I'm just changing into who I'm supposed to be"

"No Peter, you're not becoming a bad person" Harry countered "You're just having a weird few days" Peter looked over his shoulder at Harry with a blank expression.

"I prefer my version" Peter nodded, walking away with his eyes locked onto the ground. Harry watched as his friend rounded a corner and disappeared from view.

"What... the hell has gotten into him?" Harry muttered.

"I've never heard of him acting like this before" Twilight said "He never came off as cocky in his letters"

"He's not, he's usually a neurotic who can't even muster the willpower to fight back when someone hits him" Harry nodded "Never mind attempting to start fights with people like that"

"Maybe we should both try talking to him at lunch today" Twilight suggested.

"Yeah, you'd probably know how to reason with him better than me" Harry agreed.

"Really?" Twilight asked in surprise "You're his best friend, surely you'd do better at that?"

"You'd think, but I've never been good at cheering Peter up, I normally just end up yelling at him and he just gets worse" Harry admitted, scratching the back of his head awkwardly "I think you'd be smarter about it then I would, I'm the kind of friend Peter needs when he needs a slap in the face to get him back to normal"

"Right" Twilight said, placing a hand on her hip and shaking her head "I'll help out as best I can"

"Thanks Twi" Harry grinned, kissing her briefly on the cheek as he wrapped his arm around her.

"No problem" Twilight chuckled, blushing briefly.

"I just hope Peter doesn't get himself into trouble" harry sighed "I don't wanna have to kick the shit out of the football team for him"

"Harry-" Twilight scolded "Don't swear"

"Sorry" Harry chuckled.

Harry and Twilight walked hand in hand out to where they heard Peter had gone. He'd apparently gone to finish off some homework on the basketball court where, coincidentally, there was a practice game of basketball going being played in preparation for the next season's first game.

"Why would he hang out here?" Twilight asked.

"He's come out here looking for trouble" Harry said angrily "He's going to get his ass kicked if he goes through with this" The two of them made it to the court just as they saw the ball being thrown out of bounds, rolling towards the leg of a teen hunched over a piece of paper and a textbook.

"Peter!" Harry called out to him. Peter's eyes glanced up at him and he gave a brief smile before turning back to his work.

"Hey, Parker!" an agitated Flash Thompson yelled from across the court "Throw the ball back in already!" Peter looked down at the ball on the ground before slowly dragging his eyes back to Flash. He set down his books and grabbed hold of the orange ball, standing up and moving into the court.

"What is he..." Twilight mumbled.

"You want the ball?" Peter asked quietly.

"Yeah, give it here now" Flash growled "We need to get our practice in and your dumb ass isn't going to stop us!" Peter passed the ball behind his back into his other hand as he walked closer to Flash.

"If you want it so badly-" Peter said, holding the ball out in front of him with a smirk "Take it" There was a chorus of shocked 'ooh's from everyone gathered to watch as Flash rolled his neck and walked closer to Peter. Flash reached out for the ball quickly but Peter swept it behind his back, switching hands and holding it out in front of him again in less than a second, making Flash's eyes widen in surprise.

"Oh, too slow" Peter jeered "How did you make the team again?"

"That idiot" Harry growled "Peter, just give him the ball!" Peter ignored the warning completely and gestured for Flash to grab the ball again.

"Come on Flash" Peter said, shaking the ball slowly "Just grab the ball" Flash made a movement for the ball with both hands only to have Peter flip his hand to face the ground and bounce the ball at an angle, causing it to bounce up into his other hand. He held it up and spun it around on the tip of his finger while whistling mockingly.

"Eugene, seriously, you are slow" Peter laughed "Alright, how 'bout I don't move this time, is that fair to you?" Flash's temper was obviously flaring quickly because of Peter's belittling statements and the crowd was nearly silent as the tension between the two teens escalated even further.

"Don't ever call me that again" Flash snarled, feigning to go for the ball in an attempt to psyche Peter out. The attempt failed as it only caused Peter to take the ball off his finger and gently throw it forwards, straight into Flash's forehead.

"Oh sorry Eugene, would you prefer if I called you Ginny?" Peter asked, crossing his arms and cocking an eyebrow. Flash's head was knocked back for a brief second from the impact but when he faced Peter again his eyes were alight with anger and he was panting heavily.

"Oh shit" Harry sighed, slapping a palm to his face "Now he's fucked" Flash balled his fist and leaned back with a furious glare on his face. Peter's mind flared up once again, his new sense going off to warn him of the approaching punch. Flash roared in fury as he swung a powerful punch aimed for Peter's right temple. While for the others the punch came in a blink of an eye, Peter's new advanced senses slowed the world down for him and because of this the punch came at a steady pace but still and easily dodge-able one. With a simple bending of his right leg he was able to lean out of the way of the swing without even uncrossing his arms.

"Whoa there Flash pal" Peter said with a grin "I almost felt the wind from that one there. Try aiming next time!"

"Shut the fuck up!" Flash yelled, throwing another punch, this time a gut punch that was once again dodged by Peter spinning to the side and stopping behind Flash.

"I mean, if you wanna hit me you should at least try here guy" Peter said, cockily checking his nails. Flash spun around with a wide swing of his left arm that Peter simply ducked under it.

"I hate to be a downer here Flash-" Peter said, faking a yawn "But I am getting bored here" Peter saw Flash's eyes glance over to the stands and he knew that this fight would no longer be a fair one. Flash put up his hands into a fighting stance and rolled his neck.

"I'm gonna smash you into pieces Parker" Flash growled.

"Seriously?" Peter asked, raising his hands in a gesture of disbelief "That's the best you can come up with. You could of at least said something like... I don't know 'If you don't stop fucking with me I'm gonna give you a free ride out of here, in an ambulance', you know, something more creative" As soon as he finished his senses went off again, alerting him to something approaching quickly behind him. He knew he could easily duck to the side but instead he decided he'd give them a reason to try.

"Help him Harry!" Twilight yelled. Peter placed his feet together and after a quick bend of his legs he leaped high into the air, flipping backwards three times as another member of the team charged underneath him. Peter landed on the floor in a low crouch with his hood falling onto his head, just above his eyes.

"...Which one?" Harry asked in surprise.

"F-Flash?" the second basketball player asked.

"Just fucking waste him already!" Flash roared, rushing forward and throwing punch after punch with aggressive yells. The entire crowd watched in awe as Peter effortlessly dodged every punch Flash threw at him with a confident look on his face the entire time. It was clear that Flash began to tire soon and as soon as his weakest punch was thrown Peter held up his hand and caught the punch, closing his fingers around Flash's fist.

"You tired?" he asked with a smirk "Too bad, because I'm just getting started" Flash began to yell in pain as Peter tightened the grip around his hand, Peter's smirk becoming something much more sinister.

"Peter!" Harry yelled, storming over to Peter and grabbing hold of his shoulder "That's enough Pete!" Peter looked at Harry with a mad look in his eyes as he was experiencing an enormous power trip.

"Why should I stop?" Peter laughed "It's not like anyone can do anything to me if I don't" Peter turned back to Flash who was now crying in pain as his hand seared in pain.

"Peter stop!" Harry yelled, curling back his hand and slamming it into Peter's jaw and knocking some sense back into him. Peter was amazed as to why his sense hadn't told him that Harry was going to hit him. He released Flash's destroyed hand and looked at Harry with a much more sane look on his face. The two looked at each other for a long second before Peter seemed to realize what he'd done. What scared Harry the most was the fact that Peter quickly hid his disgust of himself and a cocky look came back onto his face as he dusted his hands off.

"Thanks Harry" he smirked "I think I was going a bit overboard for a second there"

"Parker!" a furious voice screamed as Peter was grabbed quickly by the scruff of his collar by the principal of the school.

"Oh, fuck" Peter sighed, not having the patience for this. Next Chapter: Comes Great Responsibility Estimated time remaining: 16 Hours, 18 Minutes