After telling Mason about his plan to get some money to help his grandfather, Y/n began working on stuff that would help. Things like a costume design for the underground fights. He can't have someone tracking him down, right?

After school, Y/n called his grandfather to tell him that he and Mason wouldn't be able to make it to FEAST for the next few days. He gave the excuse for working on a school project and whatnot. He bought it and it gave Y/n and Mason the time to experiment with his new powers.

At an abandoned warehouse, Y/n and Mason walked inside to see some chains hanging from the ceiling and random things strewn about. The two looked around as Mason whistled a bit.

Mason: "You ready, man?"

Y/n: "Ready as I can be."

Mason: "Then let's do this."

At that, Mason began setting up a camera to record Y/n who was stretching at the moment. Why record? To watch what Y/n was doing and to point out and fix his mistakes, of course.

After stretching, the camera turns on and starts recording Y/n who was standing next to a pillar.

Mason: "Alright. Test numero uno! Strength."

Y/n: "Right."

Y/n cracks his knuckles and turns to the full intact stone pillar. He then balls his hand into a fist, pulls his arm back, and slams his fist into the pillar. A whole section of it gets blown to pieces as its remains scatter across the ground.

Mason: "Whoa..."

Y/n: "Now that's what I'm talking about."

Y/n said as he turned to smile at his best pal.

Y/n: "Let's see what else I can do."

Cue the epic montage music!

Next, Y/n is seen in front of a heavy metal barrel. He kicks it and sends it through a wall.

Mason: "Damn!"

At a table, Mason is seen spinning around in a chair as Y/n wrote down something. He then showed it to Mason who stops spinning around and looks at it.

Mason: "Web formula? You came up with this yourself?"

Y/n: "Of course. Think you can work with it?"

Mason: "You handle the webshooters, I got the webs."

Y/n nods with a smile and gets back to testing out his new powers.

At Horizon, Mason is seen experimenting with the web fluid formula Y/n gave him. In the lab next door, Y/n was taking a pause on his drone and was working on making webshooters. He even sketched down a design for them.

Y/n then accidently shocked himself as, in the other lab, Mason's face was suddenly covered in web fluid since it blew up in his face.

Mason: "Sunova--!"

Outside, passing students looked at the doors in confusion as they heard angry shouts come from the doors. Even Francine looked concerned.

Back at the warehouse, Y/n was standing prepared before Mason ran in and slammed a wooden plank against his chest. The plank broke upon impact, making Mason laugh in amazement as Y/n looked at himself in awe.

Next, Y/n is seen jumping up and across some pillars and boards. He smiles as he flips around and then leaps off and through the air. He lands on a wall and sticks to it. Then Mason throws a ball at him, making Y/n lose focus as he slips and falls from the wall and down to the floor with a rough landing.

Mason: "So... no Spider Sense?"

Y/n: "I hate you..."

Back at Horizon, Mason had dropped off the web fluid he had made and finished off to Y/n. With that, Y/n was able to start to finally get truly started with his webshooters. He goes to finish his webshooters and then starts on making web cartridges and filling them with web fluid. However, it didn't go all too well sometimes as they blew up.

Y/n: "Motherfuc--!"

At the warehouse, Mason is seen using a sewing machine to make a costume for Y/n. Said Spider-Human is seen exercising as he was doing push-ups, sit-ups, and even pull-ups all across the warehouse, ranging from on the floor to the walls and even the ceiling to practice his wall-crawling abilities.

Later, Y/n is seen next to a piece of machinery as Mason was recording his friend.

Mason: "Strength test number ten. Go for it!"

Y/n nods and turns to the machine. He then rubs his hands together before he grabs the machine from the bottom. He then begins to lift it up and brings it up over his head, making him laugh in shock.

Y/n: "No way!"

Mason: "Awesome!"

Back at Horizon, Y/n and Mason were working together to finish the webshooters. However, they kinda blew web fluid all over their faces.

Y/n: "Gah!"

Mason: "Goddammit!"

At the warehouse, Y/n was punching a punching bag as Mason threw tennis balls at him. He used his Spider Sense to dodge or block them as he attacks the punching bag.

Y/n: "Left, right. Left, right. Duck, dodge. Right, left. Kick, knee. Dodge, duck. Left--Ah! My ass!"

Y/n turns angrily to his friend who only chuckled as he tosses a tennis ball up and down. In his other hand was a tennis racket.

Mason: "Still gotta work on that Spider Sense, man."

Y/n: "You know, my Spider Senses are tingling. Their telling me... to beat your ass!"

Mason: "Oh, shit."

Mason began to run away from Y/n in fear.

At Horizon, Y/n was testing out the webshooters again. After so many fails, he presses the trigger and a straight web line fires out. It hits the walls and attaches to it. Y/n looks at it as he hovers his hands around it, finally happy that the webshooters finally work.

Back at the warehouse, Y/n is practicing using his new webshooters as he swings and web-zips around. Down below, Mason was doing doing finishing touches on Y/n's costume. Y/n then descends down from a catwalk via a web and lands behind Mason. He walks up to him and looks down at the now finished costume.

Mason: "So how does it look?"

Y/n: "Well... better than nothing."

Mason: "Ready to test it out?"

Mason asked his best friend who looks back at him with a smirk.

Timeskip...

On top of a building in New York City, two hands covered in black, fingerless gloves place themselves on the edge of the rooftop. The owner of the gloves, Y/n, looks down atbthe street below before taking in a breath and letting it go. Then an earpiece beeps in Y/n's ear and Mason's voice comes out of it.

Mason: *through earpiece* "Getting cold feet, Spidey?"

Y/n: "Okay. One, don't call me that. Two, I am indeed a bit scared. But hey, what's reward without the risk?"

Mason: *through earpiece* "Atta boy! Now jump."

Y/n sighs before he takes some steps back away from the edge of the building. Then he breaks out into a sprint and jumps, falling through the air before he raises his hand and fires a web. It attaches to a building and Y/n begins to swing through the air. He lets go of the web and smiles under his mask, flipping through the air before...

Y/n: "WOOOOOOOOOOOOH!"

He begins to fall again before he fires another web and swings through the air once more. People on the streets below point and stare at Y/n as he swings by overhead. Then he runs across a building, trailing his hand across the glass before leaping off and spinning around.

Y/n: "This is awesome!"

Mason: *through earpiece* "I bet! Man, I wish I got spider powers now."

Y/n only laughs before he lands on a rooftop and perches on a corner edge.

Y/n: "I bet you do, Mace. Bet you do."

Mason: *through earpiece* "Hey, how do you think you got these powers anyway? Like, did you get blasted with something, or...?"

Y/n: *shakes head* "No. A spider bit ne a few days ago. I think it was that."

Mason: *through earpiece* "A spider bite? Kinda weird, but makes sense."

Y/n: "Hey, it was the only explanation I got. Anyway, think I'm ready for a fight?"

Mason: *through earpiece* "Only one way to find out."

Y/n laughs a bit before his phone rings and he takes it out. He looks at the caller ID to see that it was Francine calling him. Oh, yeah. They traded numbers earlier in the week. Forgot to mention that.

Y/n: *answers call* "Uh, hey, Francine. What's up?"

Francine: *over the phone* "Uh, h-hey. Um, you and Mason are still coming, right? Miles is already here."

Y/n stayed silent for a moment before he comes to realize...

Y/n: "The mall! Right! We'll be right there."

Francine: "Great! S-see you soon."

Francine then hung up and Y/n put his phone back into his pocket. He presses his earpiece.

Y/n: "Did you get all that, Mace?"

Mason: *through earpiece* "Yep! See you there! I'll bring your clothes!"

The earpiece cuts off and Y/n lowers is hand from his ear. He sighs before he leaps off of his perch and swing away to the mall.

The Next Night...

The next day at night, Y/n and Mason are seen walking through a building underground. The sound of cheers were erupting from within and sounds of fighting can be heard as well.

Mason: "Alright, I signed you up anonymously. That means no one can track us, just in case."

Mason says as he walks with Y/n. He wears a mask and a hood over his head. Y/n was mostly in costume already, but had his goggles weren't covering his eyes yet, and was wearing a baggy black jacket over his costume.

Y/n: "Alright. What did you sign me up as?"

Mason: "Hm?"

Y/n: "My name? What did you say my name was?"

Mason: "Oh, um..."

Mason starts to scratch the back of his head as he and Y/n walk up to the check-in.

Y/n: "It better not be stupid."

Mason: "It's not! I promise. I put you under "Spiderling"."

Y/n sighs in annoyance as he pinches the bridge of his nose.

Y/n: "You're joking, right. Please, tell me that you're joking."

Mason: "..."

Y/n: "Mason, I'm gonna beat your ass. I'm gonna throw you into that ring, and beat your ass."

Mason: "It was the best I could come up with!"

Y/n: "Good Lord, Mace. Alright. Let's just get this over with."

The two walked up to the check-in to see a woman there. She looks at them.

Check-In Woman: "And you two are...?"

Mason: "I'm the anonymous caller that signed up the fighter Spiderling."

Check-In Woman: "That's a dumbass name. And why is he in a costume?"

Mason: "We want to make sure we stay anonymous. Now, does my friend have a fight or what?"

The woman rolls her eyes, but gives her answer.

Check-In Woman: "It's the next fight after this. Go in and get ready in the prep room over there."

The woman points over to a door on the left.

Mason: "Thanks."

They leave the woman and walk towards the prep room. Inside, Y/n begins to prepare himself as Mason gives him a pep talk.

Mason: "Alright, you can do this, Spiderling."

Y/n: "I still despise that name."

Mason: "I know. But you have to tolerate it for your gramps."

Y/n: "Yeah, I know. I know."

A loud cheer erupts from the door on the right. Then an announcer like voice speaks.

Announcer: "THE WINNER HAS BEEN DECIDED!"

Mason and Y/n turn to the door as even more cheers ensue and roar.

Mason: "Jeez. We just got here."

Y/n: "Well, no time like the present."

Y/n says before he takes off his jacket and pulls his goggles over his eyes.

Spiderling: "Time to be Spiderling."

Mason: "Go get 'em, tiger!"

Spiderling: "Don't call me that."

Mason chuckles as Y/n walks to the door while the announcer speaks up again.

Announcer: "ARE YOU ALL READY FOR OUR NEXT FIGHT?! IT'S A ROOKIE AGAINST OUR NEWEST CHAMPION!"

Spiderling walks through the door and into the fighting ring. He could hear the roaring of the crowd, but no crowd. Where were they?

Announcer: "I WANT TO INTRODUCE YOU ALL TO... THE SPIDERLING!"

Said teenager walks forward into the light to see bright spotlights shining down. All around him was stone walls covered in blood, and above him were stand full of people and betters.

Spiderling: "This isn't what I expected..."

On a stone platform way above the arena and the stands, the announcer does his job from above.

Announcer: "AND HIS OPPONENT IS THE ONE YOU ALL HAVE BEEN FAMILIAR WITH! HE'S OUR NEW CHAMPION, AND HAD HIS OWN HISTORY IN CRIME! HE FLIES! HE STEALS! HE KILLS! IT'S..."

The sound of an engine catches Spiderling's attention and his Spider Sense starred going off. This immediately sends him into a defensive pose as something flies overhead and then lands in front of the Spider-Human, and his eyes go wide when he sees...

Announcer: "... THE VULTURE!"

Spiderling: "No way..."

Vulture: "The hell...? Another Spider?! What are you doing here?"

Spiderling: "Uh... I need money? Why else?"

Vulture: "Touché. You the Bug-Boy's kid?"

Spiderling: "Uh, yeah. No. If I was, I would be with him, not here."

Vulture: "Fair point."

Announcer: "NOW, ARE THE FIGHTERS READY?!"

The Vulture raises his wing, ready to fly as Y/n raises his fists.

Announcer: "IF YOU AREN'T... TOO BAD! NOW FIGHT!"

A loud horn goes off, signaling the start of the fight. Vulture takes off into the air before charging straight for Spiderling. Said fighter leaps into the air to avoid the flying villain and fires a web at his leg. This pulls Spiderling along for the ride as he flies into the air with Vulture.

Vulture: "Rookie mistake, kid."

The winged criminal takes a sharp turn and slams Spiderling into a wall. He grunts in pain and immediately lets go of his web from the surprise. Vulture then flies straight at Spiderling with his claw boots at the ready, making his Spider Sense go off and his eyes widen in surprise. He then fires a web at the floor and web-zips to it, making Vultute crash into the wall.

Vulture: "Damn brat!"

Vulture launches off of the wall and goes back into the air. Spiderling fires a web at his wing this time, only for Vulture to spin around and cut the web in half.

Vulture: "Nice try, kid! But I've already fought both Spider-Men! I know all the tricks."

Spiderling: "Dammit... Think, Y/n. Think."

Vulture flies back towards Spiderling who leaps away to avoid him. He fires a few web shots at the criminal, aggrevating him as he tries to tear the webbing off.

Vulture: "You're as annoying as the other Web-Brats!"

Spiderling: "Nope! I don't make dumb jokes."

A web covers Vulture's helmet and Y/n zips towards him, delivering a hard kick to his chest. He flies back and rolls across the ground as Y/n chuckles a bit.

Y/n: "Oof. Sounds like I broke a rib or two."

Up in the stands, Mason watches with excited eyes.

Mason: "Go, Y/-- I mean, Spiderling! Kick his ass!"

Random Man: "That kid's got spunk!"

Random Woman: "Eh. I'm voting for Vulture. I hate bugs."

Mason rolls his eyes before taking notice of everyone else's comments. He smiles under his mask as the announcer speaks up.

Announcer: "AHA! LOOKS LIKE HISTORY IS REPEATING ITSELF! IS VULTURE BOUND TO BE DEFEATED BY YET ANOTHER WALL-CRAWLER?!"

Vulture growls at this as he reactivated his wings and charges at Spiderling. He then spins around, becoming a spinning blade of death.

Spiderling: "Whoa!"

Spiderling leaps into the air, but not in time as one of the wings slices through his jacket and leaves a large cut across his skin. Spiderling drops to the ground and clutches his side in pain. He then pulls his hand from his cut and looks at it, seeing his now blood covered gloves.

Vulture: "Real sloppy, kid. You may have his powers, but you're no Spider-Man."

Spiderling: "Yeah, that's... kinda the point."

Spiderling states through pained grunts as he stands back up. He turns to Vulture who was hovering in the air now.

Spiderling: "Besides, not a big Spider-Man fan. I like Hawkeye more."

Vulture: "So says "Spiderling"."

Spiderling: "Eh. Not a big fan of the name, either. Friend gave it to me. Kinda stuck with it now."

Vulture: "Heheh. You're not too bad, kid. I take it back. You're a lot more tolerable than the other bugs."

Spiderling: "Why, thank you."

Vulture: "Shame I have to beat you to a pulp."

Spiderling: "Bet."

Spiderling says as he fires a web shot at Vulture's helmet, blinding him as he shouts in anger. He rips it off, only to see his opponent running off to the side. He chases after him as Spiderling fires a web at the wall and zips to it. However, Vulture was already there and grabs Spiderling by his claw boot, slamming him into the wall. Vulture then pulls Spiderling back a bit before slamming him into the wall again and then punches him in the face.

Vulture: "Sorry, pal, but looks like I'm gonna be winnin' this. Better luck next time."

Vulture then flies upward and drags Spiderling across the wall. He then tosses him into the air before grabbing him by the back of his jacket and throwing him back down at the ground. Spiderling grunts in pain as he crashes into the ground. He tries to get back up, but Vulture grabs him from the ground and throws him into a wall. He slides down back to the ground and stands back up to his feet, only to be sent back by a knee to the chin.

Vulture: "Man, you're bad at this."

Vulture states and throws a fist at Spiderling.

Announcer: "OOH! FORGET WHAT I SAID! VULTURE IS ABOUT TO SQUASH THIS BUG!"

Mason: "No, no, no, no, no! This is bad...!"

Vulture throws a few more punches and then a kick at Spiderling, only for it to get caught.

Vulture: "What the...?"

Spiderling: "I got cut... So what?"

Spiderling asks as he looks up at Vulture with one of his goggles broken, revealing his (E/C) eye.

Spiderling: "I still have superhuman durability!"

He pushes the knee down and uppercuts Vulture's chin. He gets sent into the air a bit before Spiderling fires a web at his chest and pulls him back to him, letting him kick him back. Vulture recovers, though, and flies into the air again. Spiderling swings after him and then fires a web at his back, allowing him to zip on to Vulture's back.

Vulture: "Hey! Get offa me!"

Spiderling ignores Vulture and slams his fist into his wing pack. He then pulls out some components and wiring, making Vulture's wings malfunction as they both swerve to the side.

Vulture: "What did you do?!"

Spiderling: "It's called tampering with things that I don't understand."

Vulture yells in anger as the crowd cheers loudly. Then he fires webs at both wings and maneuvers himself and Vulture to the to the where the crash. Vulture stands up wobbly and looks at his damaged wings before looking at Spiderling in anger.

Vulture: "Dammit, brat! Do you have any idea how hard it is to repair these?!"

Spiderling: "Nope. Nor do I care."

Spiderling states as he fires a web at Vulture's helmet and pulls him towards the Spider who spins around and kicks the man in the head. The helmet breaks as he falls to the ground. Then Spiderling grabs Vulture and throws him at a wall before webbing his hand to it. Then he follows up with webbing his other arm and then his legs before he punches him in the gut, making Vulture cough up some spit before he gets socked in the jaw. Teeth fly out of his mouth with some blood, and the crowd roars in excitement.

Announcer: "WELL WOULD YOU LOOK AT THIS! SPIDERLING HAS INCAPACITATED VULTURE! HE IS TONIGHT'S WINNER! AND OUR NEW CHAMPION!"

The crowd roars and cheers for Spiderling's victory. Said teenager turns around to face one part of the cheering crowd, smirking under his mask as he takes in the cheers.

Mason: "Way to go, Y/n..."

Timeskip...

After the fight, Y/n has his goggles off of his head now, along with his mask as he wears the big black jacket to conceal his costume. He was walking next to Mason who was counting dollar bills. It was the reward for winning the fight, and some of the betting money that was given to them.

Mason: "Two hundred for me, and two hundy for you, my champion spider."

Mason says as he splits the money and hands half of it to Y/n. He takes it and stuffs it into his pocket. He doesn't have a way to hold it at the moment, so his pocket is the best bet at the moment.

Y/n: "Thanks for helping me with this, Mace. Couldn't do it without you."

Mason: "No problemo, dude. I'd do anything to help you and your gramps. You're basically family, man."

Y/n smiles at his friend and offers a fist bump. Mason smirks at this and fist bumps his friend, ending it with an explosion. They both chuckle before they see Vulture sitting at a bench with his wing pack next to him.

Y/n: "Hey, Vulture."

Vulture turns to Y/n and looks at him in confusion before he smirks.

Vulture: "Hey, Spider. Who's your friend?"

Before Y/n could speak up, Mason butts in as he slings his arm around Y/n's shoulders.

Mason: "I'm his manager."

Y/n rolls his eyes and pushes his best friend away.

Y/n: "He's my best pal."

Vulture: "Heheh. Always a good idea to keep your friends close. Need them to back you out of situations you can't get out of yourself."

Mason: "Is that supposed to mean something?"

Vulture: "A threat? Nah. Just some advice. Besides, it looks like the new champ here can handle himself just fine. Spider-Man had some real trouble dealing with me at first. I honestly think you did much better than he." *feels and moves around jaw* "That punch was something else, though. Spidey doesn't usually hit like that."

Y/n: "Eh. I'm still getting a bit used to fighting with my powers. Didn't hurt ya too badly, did I?"

Vulture: "Pssh. I deal with strong folks all the time. I have a better durability than I'd like to admit."

Mason: "Because you get beat up all the time?"

Vulture glares at Mason while Y/n just smacks him upside the head. Mason only laughs a bit as he rubs the back of his head.

Y/n: "Apologies for my friend."

Vulture: "Heh. All good. And don't worry about hurting people badly. If you're gonna keep doing this, you need to be merciless. Can't worry about hurting those in your way."

Y/n looks at Vulture for a moment before he nods.

Y/n: "Got it."

Adrian: "I like you, kid. You're different from those Spider-Freaks. Name's Adrian Toomes."

Adrian offers his hand to Y/n who looks at it for a moment. Y/n looks at Mason who just shrugs before Y/n turns back and then shrugs himself.

Y/n: "Y/n."

The two shake hands.

Adrian: "Pleasure to meet you. If you ever need help with something, here's my number."

He takes a card from his suit and hands it to Y/n. He takes it and looks at the card to see a phone number written on it. He pockets it and smiles at the man known as Vulture.

Y/n: "Thanks."

Adrian: "No problem, kid. Take care. You, too, manager."

With that, Adrian grabbed his wing pack and stood up. He walks away, leaving Y/n and Mason to themselves. Mason looks at his best friend.

Mason: "You actually gonna trust him?"

Y/n: "He could've killed me if he wanted to just now. Like stabbed me, or something."

Mason: "True. He did cut you earlier, too. How's that feeling?"

Y/n: "Sore as hell, but..."

Y/n lifts up his jacket to reveal the cut in his costume. The cut on his skin was still there, but the wound was actually healing. Red and purple and sore, but skin was now covering it up and was no longer bleeding.

Mason: "Cool. A healing factor. Gonna have to test that later."

Y/n: "You're not stabbing me."

Mason: "Damn."

Mason snaps his fingers in disappointment which makes Y/n chchuckles. He then lowers the black jacket and begins to walk off with Mason.

Y/n: "Let's head to my place. Sleepover?"

Mason: "Sleepover."

The two fist bump again as they walk out into the night, the beginning of their future right around the bend.