"Hey Birdy!" Spider-Man yelled, having managed to take several shortcuts over rooftops and through alleyways in order to catch up to the limo and the angry man in very expensive clothing "I've got a feeding basket with your name on it!"

"W-What?" the old man asked, turning around in mid-flight just in time to have Spider-Man's boot land square in the middle of his face, sending them both careening to the ground.

"Get off you fool!" the Vulture yelled "You'll kill us both!"

"Sorry, I'm currently doing a survey on which boot underside tastes the best for my criminal adversaries" Spider-Man said, firing two web-lines to opposite buildings to catch himself and the Vulture "Now once you've sufficiently tasted the sample I'd like you to fill in the enclosed form and then mail it back to me, now don't worry about transport charges pal, I've already provided a stamp" He pivoted in the air so that the Vulture was above him before flipping over backwards and slamming the old man into the hood of a taxi.

"Headshot!" Spider-Man yelled as he back flipped off the old man's head.

"What the fuck man!?" the angry taxi driver bellowed from inside his ruined car "That's got to be fixed now!"

"Just use some of the money you get from your job to do it" Spider-Man said "You can get the money quickly anyway, New York cab rides are a fucking rip off"

"Asshole" came the response. Spider-Man grabbed hold of the flight suit the Vulture was wearing and dragged him off the hood of the car.

"So tell me Mr..." he said, turning the man's head to see it was indeed Toomes "Mr Toomes, as I guessed, what brings you to my neck of the woods at such a break neck speed? Making all of these decent New Yorkers break their necks to get a good look at what's going on?"

"Are you done?" Toomes asked in an irritated tone.

"No, gimme a sec, I think I can get one more" Spider-Man said, sitting down next to the villain and rubbing his chin thoughtfully before snapping his fingers triumphantly "Yeah, got it... You need to be careful or it'll be my neck if you hurt anyone... whaddaya think?"

"I'm going to hurt you" Toomes sighed.

"Oh come one old timer, learn to laugh at yourself" Spider-Man said, patting him on the back of the head with a laugh "Its good for the soul"

"I'm going to tear your soul from your body boy" Toomes spat.

"Okay, first off, how?" Spider-Man asked "Secondly, don't be rude, we're just having a conversation like two civilised costumed freaks, no need to be hostile" There was a faint buzzing that came from Toomes' suit that got Spider-Man's attention very quickly.

"What's the matter there Beaky?" he asked "Did you get a text or something?" His Spider-Sense blasted powerfully, warning him that he was in great danger, and in response he threw himself high into the air just as an electric shockwave emitted from Toomes' suit seconds before he took off at great speed, far too fast for Spider-Man to keep up with.

"Easy with the light show Beaky, I'm getting war flashbacks to Sparkles again" Spider-Man said before speaking under his breath "He's too fast, that... whatever it was put him at a mach greater than mine... mach negative three hundred and sixty two... point five... yeah, this joke is going nowhere" With that prime example of amazing comedy he threw himself off the ground and took after Toomes.

"If I can't catch him, maybe I can catch up to the limo and get Osborn and the others out of danger" he said "Sounds like a plan"

Web after web took him closer and closer to the trail of destruction left by the Vulture now crashing into cars and throwing them out of the way.

"And here I thought old people were annoying when they drove slowly" Spider-Man whistled "I guess this is why they haven't brought Stallone into the latest Fast and Furious movie, R.I.P Paul Walker, you were the man I always wanted to be in those movies" After another minutes of frantic swinging he once again came into view of the Vulture, and the Vulture did the same.

"C'mon Beaky, what's say you leave the nice people alone and we can settle this like civilised-already made that joke, god dammit" Spider-Man sighed, firing a web-line at Vulture to try and latch onto him, to no avail "I'll take that as a no!"

"Get out of here Spider-Man, this doesn't concern you!" the Vulture barked as Spider-Man landed on a wall a few metres away from him.

"I believe you're wrong in that insinuation" Spider-Man said "You're attacking people, that makes this my concern!"

"Then I'll kill you along with Osborn!" the Vulture yelled, blasting over to Spider-Man at full speed. Spider-Man dodged the attack by throwing himself underneath the charging old man, landing softly on the ground and web-zipping over to the limo that had been run off the road. He tore the door off the car and climbed inside, seeing a very terrified Twilight being held by an angry looking Harry. Spider-Man sat down next to Norman who was yelling angrily into his phone.

"Wow, these God-botherers are getting really pushy nowadays aren't they?" Spider-Man asked, seconds before the top of the car was torn off to reveal a furious looking Adrian Toomes.

"Huh, this thing looks good with a sunroof" Spider-Man shrugged "Maybe get a mod of this puppy when you're done here?"

"Spider-Man!" the Vulture yelled "That's my name, don't wear it out" The Vulture jabbed his arm repeatedly into the car, scratching for the superhero as he sat with a cocked head.

"D'you wanna shake hands?" he asked happily "Sure, here you go!" Spider-Man grabbed hold of the old man's hand and yanked him towards the floor of the car before cocking back his other hand, slamming it into Toomes's face. The old man was sent flying out of the car by the force of the impact and Spider-Man sighed in relief.

"I'd get out of here if I were you, I'll keep the old buzzard busy" Spider-Man said.

"I'd prefer to stay in the car, its a strong car" Harry said.

"You might wanna reconsider that pal" Spider-Man said, pointing up at the hole in the roof "Norman bud, get your kid and his lady out of here"

"Right" Norman said, grabbing hold of the two teenagers and heaving them out of the car. Spider-Man then jumped out of the hole in the roof in time to see Toomes getting to his feet. The two of them stood at their full height, Toomes being a good five inches taller than Spider-Man, but the younger obviously being the heavy hitter.

"You've interfered for long enough Spider-Man" Toomes snarled "I'm going to enjoy splattering your organs all over the street"

"Ooh, somebody's touchy aren't they?" Spider-Man asked "No need to get your feathers all rustled old-" Spider-Man's joke was cut off by a blur of movement and a loud cracking noise. Toomes was knocked to the ground as the blur came to a stop, revealing itself to be Ms. Marvel, who then caught Toomes before he hit the ground and hefted him up onto her shoulder.

"Ummm, that's kinda my kill you just stole there" Spider-Man said.

"Sorry kid, but you missed your training session with the Captain yesterday and Fury sent me to get you" she said with a kind smile "Tootles" She then flew off with a wave, leaving Spider-Man standing there with an awkward expression hidden underneath his mask, drumming his hands on his legs.

"Right... then" Spider-Man said, shaking his head and walking away "Am I gonna get an actual fight sometime or is just going to involve a lot of webbing, quipping and repeatedly throwing things? Oh who the fuck am I kidding, its always gonna be like that" Next Chapter: Drawing up a Plan Estimated time remaining: 7 Hours, 4 Minutes