Aleksei Sytsevich sat in the plush interior of the sleek black limousine, his hulking frame barely fitting into the luxurious seat.

The scent of rich leather filled his nostrils, a stark contrast to the grimy environment he had grown accustomed to.

He ran his fingers over the smooth surface, still struggling to believe his luck. He had been freed from the confines of Rikers Island, but this newfound freedom came at a price.

That price would reveal itself shortly.

The large Russian mobster glanced out the tinted windows, watching the cityscape blur past in a haze of neon lights and bustling streets. The car moved with a grace that belied its size, gliding through traffic as if it owned the road. Aleksei's thoughts were filled with apprehension and curiosity.

The Maggia had pulled some strings, securing his release, but what did they want in return?

A Maggia enforcer sat beside the man, as if he could sense what Aleksei was thinking.

"They're gonna encase you in a suit, Aleksei," the enforcer explained, his voice dripping with amusement. "An indestructible suit. You'll be their unstoppable weapon."

Aleksei's brows furrowed, his intense eyes fixated on the enforcer. The gravity of the situation sank in as he realized the magnitude of the transformation that awaited him. He was to become a living weapon, a tool to be used under the strict control of the criminal organization.

But then again, he did get his freedom.

The limousine pulled up to a halt in front of a large and narrow building, looming over like a towering fortress. Aleksei stepped onto the pavement, being immediately escorted by Maggia enforcers into the dimly lit building.

Stepping inside, Sytsevich was led through a maze of dimly lit hallways, his steps echoing in the silence as his heart pounded in his chest.

Finally, he was led to a set of double doors, on the other side would tell how his fate would go. An enforcer swiped a keycard through an electric lock, gaining them access.

He opened the door, revealing a dark room surrounded by several technological machines, all encasing a large metallic structure, a towering exoskeleton resembling an arachnid.

Tubes and wires snaked their way through the room; their importance to the experiment was noted. Aleksei's eyes darted around, taking in the peculiar surroundings. The walls were adorned with faded posters and cryptic symbols, hinting at the enigmatic nature of the experiments conducted within.

As they continued, the individuals around the machinery began to explain the procedure that awaited Aleksei. Words like "indestructible suit" and "enhancements" floated in the air, capturing his attention.

The man's brow furrowed, struggling to grasp the full implications of what lay ahead.

A scientist dressed in a lab coat stood nearby, his eyes gleaming with a mixture of curiosity and caution.

The man approached Aleksei, explaining the purpose of the experiment with an air of scientific detachment.

They planned to encase him in an indestructible suit, just as the enforcer mentioned before. This suit would enhance his already daunting strength and transform him into a weapon. A weapon to be used for the Maggia.

But they didn't mention that part.

"You think you can control me?" he growled. "I serve no one."

The scientist's smile widened, almost mocking. "You are allowed your own reservations," he said, "but you owe the Maggia a great debt after we orchestrated your release. It would not be in your best interest to be backing out now."

Aleksei listened, his exterior showing a mix of apprehension and excitement. This was the opportunity he had been waiting for, a chance to become something more, something unstoppable. But he couldn't ignore the tedious feeling that he was stepping into unknown territory, almost as if he was playing a dangerous game with harsh consequences.

With a deep breath, Aleksei followed the scientist towards the suit. It towered over him, its sleek and menacing design giving off an aura of raw power.

The group reached a large metallic door, and it swung open with a hiss, revealing a chamber filled with advanced machinery coils. Aleksei's gaze fixated on a towering mechanical suit, its sleek design gleaming under the artificial lights.

The suit looked very similar to that of a rhinoceros.

"Get inside, Mr. Sytsevich," the figure instructed, his tone ensuring no argument.

Aleksei hesitated for a brief moment, glancing at the imposing suit before him. He clenched his fists, steeling himself for what lay ahead, and stepped into the chamber.

The door closed behind him, enclosing Aleksei inside. Technicians scurried around, preparing the machinery and ensuring everything was in place for the experiment.

Aleksei felt a surge of electricity course through his veins, his body tensing with anticipation. Machinery whirred to life, enveloping him in a cacophony of mechanical hums and clicks.

The suit began to form around him, fitting together piece by piece like a jigsaw puzzle, wrapping itself around his massive frame, and Aleksei could feel its weight settle upon him.

Minutes turned to hours, the process seemingly endless, until finally, the suit melded seamlessly with his being. Aleksei stood, a towering figure encased in a gleaming suit of metal and circuits, his every movement accompanied by the sound of hydraulic joints and servos.

The experiment was complete; Aleksei Sytsevich had become a living weapon, as the scientist would put it.

He had become the Rhino.

"This is your future, Aleksei. Embrace it, and you will become unstoppable. Serve the Maggia well, and you shall be rewarded."

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2 Years Ago

Y/N and Peter walked side by side through the bustling hallways, their backpacks slung over their shoulders. It had been a few weeks since Y/N had discovered his newfound powers, and he was eager to put them to good use. He had a very particular idea he wanted to run by his friend.

As they navigated through the crowd, Y/N leaned in closer to Peter, excitement evident in his voice.

"Hey, Pete, I've been thinking. You know how we're always short on cash, right? Well, I've got this plan to enter a wrestling match and use my powers to win. All I gotta do is last for five minutes and I can get a thousand bucks. You could use the money to do something special for MJ," he explained, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"I don't know, Y/N," Peter replied, unsure of the idea. "Isn't there a legitimate and safer way to make money?"

"Peter, not a lot of people ever do anything legitimate for money anymore," Y/N said reassuringly. "Besides, all I have to do is stay in the ring for five minutes, and we have a thousand dollars in our pockets."

"Alright, fine. But only because I want to see you get your ass kicked," Peter teased, trying to lighten the mood.

"Well, if all goes well, we will be legends," Y/N exclaimed. "Plus, you'll be able to finally ask Mary Jane on a date."

"Yeah, whatever."

Minutes later, as they made their way to class, their conversation was interrupted by an unpleasant scene. Flash Thompson, again, was mercilessly making fun of a girl named Glory Grant.

Glory was a studious and brilliant student, and Flash took great pleasure in humiliating her in front of their classmates like any other typical bully.

The atmosphere was tense, and the air hung heavy with the cruel laughter of Flash's friends and the other students in the hallway.

Before they could intervene, Mary Jane stepped forward to defend Glory. "Leave her alone, Flash. Take your circle jerk and leave," she said, her voice filled with determination.

However, Flash and his friends closed in, ready to escalate the situation. "Stay out of this, Watson, unless you're asking for trouble," Flash said dangerously, continuing to close in on the girls.

A/N: Wow, I really made Flash a douchebag, didn't I?

Y/N felt a surge of righteousness, his newfound abilities giving him the confidence to stand up to Flash.

"Hey, Flash, why don't you leave them alone?" Y/N's voice rang out, his tone dripping with disdain.

Flash turned his attention towards Y/N, a mocking smirk on his face. "What's this, L/N? You wanna get your ass kicked again?"

Y/N shrugged, a playful glint in his eyes. "Oh, Flash, how the mighty have fallen. Reduced to bullying a couple of girls now? What happened to your standards, man?"

Flash's face contorted with anger as he threw a punch at Y/N. The fight erupted in the hallway, Y/N effortlessly dodging Flash's punches and retaliating with swift jabs of his own. The onlookers gasped in surprise as they witnessed Y/N show no effort in defending himself, a far cry from the edgy and shy kid they knew.

Peter, knowing that his friend had things under control, stepped forward to guide Mary Jane and Glory away from the chaos, ensuring their safety.

"Aren't you going to help him?" Glory exclaimed.

"I think he's doing fine on his own," Peter said, watching his friend take on their longtime bully.

"Yeah, I agree," Mary Jane replied, grabbing hold of Peter's arm, making the Parker boy blush in response.

Thank God everyone is paying attention to the ongoing fight.

Y/N's lips curled into a smirk as he dodged Flash's wild swings, moving with agility that seemed almost supernatural, quick movements like an agile spider. He effortlessly weaved and bobbed, taunting Flash with each missed punch. His movements were fluid, almost like a dance, as he executed a backflip to evade another punch.

Flash started to get even angrier, embarrassed that this boy he used to torment was humiliating him in front of his classmates. He couldn't believe it; it was almost like Y/N had developed some fighting skills overnight.

The onlookers stood in shock as Y/N gained the upper hand. Some couldn't help but cheer for the unexpected turn of events.

As the fight came to an end, Y/N managed to overpower Flash, shoving him forcefully into a nearby locker. Flash stood there, humiliated and defeated, while Y/N stood tall, a victorious smirk on his face.

Grateful and blushing, Glory approached Y/N, her voice filled with admiration. "Thank you, Y/N," she said, her gratitude shining through. Even though Y/N didn't have those types of feelings for her, he accepted her thanks graciously.

"No worries, Glory. Flash had it coming."

Mary Jane joined them, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she teasingly thanked Peter for coming to her aid. Peter, caught off guard by his crush's attention, stumbled over his words, his cheeks turning a faint shade of red.

Jesus, Parker, pull it together.

Their moment of triumph, however, was interrupted by the voice of the principal booming through the hallway. "Y/N L/N! My office, now!" the stern command demanded his attention.

"Ah, crap." Y/N winced, forgetting about the possible consequences of fighting at school. "I'm coming, sir."

As the students began to argue that Flash had deserved the beating, the principal cut through the noise. "Everyone, back to class! Now!" the authoritative tone left no room for argument.

Peter, Glory, and MJ watched sadly as Y/N followed the principal down the hallway, knowing he was in deep trouble, no matter if his actions were justified.

Y/N could only imagine how his dad would react when he gets home from school.

Present Day

A dimly lit bank echoed with the sound of hushed whispers as a trio of robbers stood in front of the vault, their faces concealed with black ski masks. The objective was clear: take as much money as possible before the silent alarm would go off.

However, the three were arguing like teenagers, unable to agree on how much they should steal.

"The money first, we came for the money!" one member argued.

But another shook his head with haste. "No, you idiot! We go after the jewels! Look at all this stuff, think of all the riches we can get."

"Isn't the whole point of robbing a bank to get money?"

"Would you just shut up? We don't have much time!"

Their bickering continued, escalating into a heated argument. Unbeknownst to the robbers, their bickering and indecision were about to be rudely interrupted.

"Well, well, what do we have here?" the teenage webslinger quipped, lowering himself onto the ground as the men stood in shock. "Looks like a heated debate. Mind if I offer my two cents?"

"Oh great, Spider-Man," one grumbled. "Just what we needed."

"You think you can stop us?" another asked. "We've got guns, and you have webs."

Y/N chuckled, his confidence evident in his posture. "Oh, my friend, I've dealt with worse than you before. But hey, since I'm feeling generous, I'll give you one chance to surrender. Otherwise, things might get a little sticky."

He lunged towards Y/N, aiming to tackle him to the ground. But with quick reflexes, Y/N effortlessly dodged his attack and webbed him to a nearby pillar, immobilizing the man.

One of the robbers, realizing the gravity of the situation, took a step back. "You know what? Maybe we should listen to Spider-Man. We're in over our heads here."

"No way, man!" another responded. "We can take him!"

"I'm sorry, I gotta agree with your friend there," Y/N chuckled. "You guys are in way over your heads."

"Quiet, Webhead!"

"Now, now, guys. It's not polite to steal from the hardworking people of this city," Spider-Man chided, seizing the opportunity to disarm the last robber.

The leader growled in frustration, lunging at Spider-Man once more. But the webslinger easily sidestepped the attack, using his web-shooters to create a sticky trap that engulfed the robber.

Spider-Man turned towards the last man, who trembled in fear.

"Since you seem to know better than your friends, I'll let you go," he said.

"Wait, really?" the robber asked in confusion, tilting his head.

"Nah, I'm messing with you," Y/N said, smirking under his mask.

"I thought as much..."

Y/N punched the robber, knocking him out momentarily before webbing him up to the vault door.

As the robbers struggled against the webbing, they couldn't help but argue even in their constrained state.

"Dammit, I knew we should have brought heavier artillery!"

"What did I say? It would draw too much attention! You never listen to me!"

"Would you two shut the hell up? We had a plan, and none of you stuck to it!"

"Oh, you're one to talk!"

As the robbers continued to argue amongst themselves, Y/N leaned against the railing, looking at the men in amusement.

"You know, arguing amongst yourselves is just not healthy for anyone, fellas. Maybe next time you should consider group therapy."

The robbers exchanged annoyed glances but were too preoccupied with their predicament to respond.

With a nod of satisfaction, Spider-Man turned to leave, swinging away from the vault and leaving the robbers to contemplate their mishaps, forcing them to deal with the wrath of the police.

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Just as Y/N finished his nightly rounds, an unexpected commotion echoed through the streets outside.

The sound of chaos and destruction filled the air, drawing Spider-Man's attention. Y/N's spider-senses tingled with warning as he swung out of the bank and onto the city streets, following the source of the disturbance.

To his astonishment, a colossal figure resembling a human wrecking ball was wreaking havoc on the city, flipping over cars and causing destruction to surrounding buildings and skyscrapers. The air was filled with the panicked screams of citizens.

"Is that a rhino?" Y/N asked, swinging down to investigate further.

What he saw surprised and worried him—a massive man enclosed in a grafted and heavy suit, almost like a rhinoceros hide.

And boy, was he angry.

Swinging down to intervene, Spider-Man landed gracefully in front of the colossal man. "Well, well, looks like we've got a real rhinoceros on the loose! Hope you're not charging for your destructive services, 'cause I don't think the city's gonna tip you!"

Aleksei looked at the webslinger in a perplexed manner, crossing his brutish ways.

"What is this?" He scowled, his voice twisted with confusion. "Tiny little insect boy?"

"Tiny little insect boy," Y/N repeated. "Doesn't really roll off the tongue. Now I prefer Webhead, the Amazing Spider-Man, Spidey, Wall-Crawler, but most importantly, you can call me the guy who's gonna put you back in the zoo."

The Rhino's brutish face twisted into an angry snarl, his eyes fixed on the tiny figure before him. "I will crush you, I will destroy you!" he bellowed, his voice heavy with rage.

"Wow, so you want me to come over so you can kill me?"

The Rhino looked confused once more, regaining his senses. He turned to look at the teenager in anger.

"Yes!"

"Okay, sure, I'll be right there," Y/N replied.

With a roar of fury, Rhino charged at Spider-Man, his massive frame barreling toward him with unstoppable force. Spider-Man's spider-senses tingled, alerting him to the impending danger. He swiftly dodged Rhino's initial attack, narrowly avoiding being trampled under the villain's immense weight.

Their blows echoed through the streets of New York. Rhino's mighty punches collided with Spider-Man's web-enhanced reflexes, while Spider-Man's maneuvers kept him one step ahead.

Despite his best efforts, Y/N struggled to inflict significant damage, if any, on the armored Rhino. The villain's suit was virtually indestructible, rendering the teenager's usual tricks useless. Even his stingers were no match for the formidable force of the Rhino suit.

The relentless Aleksei pressed his advantage, overpowering the web-slinger and delivering punishing blows to Spider-Man's body.

"This is not good," Y/N winced as Rhino threw him into a building, struggling to find his footing but motivated to put an end to the large man's destruction.

This was arguably his greatest challenge yet.

In a desperate move, Y/N swung down, managing to web up Rhino and momentarily restrain him. However, the Rhino's immense strength proved too much, and he broke free from the webbing, his rage undiminished.

Y/N backflipped, dodging the Rhino's beeline before he could suffer any more damage. It seemed that no matter what Y/N did, he couldn't withstand the Rhino's brutish strength.

Y/N webbed a car tire, throwing it quickly towards the Rhino, hoping for an easy distraction. He targeted the Rhino with equal aggression, believing this was the best way to fight him.

Before Y/N could react further, Aleksei grabbed the webslinger, throwing him hard into the cement street before kicking him in the face with his large feet. Rhino seized the opportunity, grabbing Spider-Man once more before launching him into a nearby building.

In the midst of their intense struggle, Aleksei suddenly paused, his attention shifting. He seemed to have a change of heart, realizing that his primary objective was to eliminate criminal territories that posed a threat to the Maggia. Chinatown was his first target.

With his vision blurred and his body aching, Y/N forced himself to get back up, only to see that Rhino had vanished. Confused but knowing that he sustained several injuries, Y/N believed that it would be best to go back home, especially since the police would be arriving soon.

Without further thought, Y/N took off into the shadows, swinging towards the direction of Queens as the ensuing sirens blared in the distance.

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Y/N arrived back home, sliding the glass window open before climbing into his room. The boy took a moment to explore the hallways, finding his mother sleeping soundly in front of the TV.

She could never know. Not right now.

Y/N turned back to his room, limping his way towards it before collapsing onto the ground in pain, falling asleep almost immediately.

A/N: 1-2 more chapters to go until ITSV!