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     “Oh shit! This is my favourite song!” Harley screamed at no one in particular. 

     In hindsight, Harley would realize that she was typifying the worst traits of a drunk girl. She was the mean joke in a sex comedy, the dumb blonde wobbling on her too high heels. So she kicked them off as she climbed the steps on a small dais that was probably used when they had live entertainment. 

     Harley was an excellent dancer when she had her wits more about her, but being as tipsy as she was, she was graceless, a bit gangly, and definitely not as sexy as she thought she felt. However, this wasn’t the sort to let a gal have her fun, clearly, because by the second song things were being thrown at her. Balled up napkins, swizzlesticks, liquor soaked chips of ice, some of those things she threw back, but mostly she just antagonized her small audience. 

      Idly, Harley wondered if she knew anyone that she could start a band with.

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--3:37 A.M. OsCorp Tower--

The red light flashed every second before dimming out then another bright burst of red flooded the once white halls of OsCorp. Hired men with guns were running down the hallway to stop whatever it was that was threatening the company. As one man walked into the lab to check the area others were checking the neighboring sections. "Lab E-4 is clear," the man said into his ear piece before moving on to the next. The man had been rather shakey since this alarm went off, almost as if he feared for what he might find. He walked into the next lab, E-5 holding his gun up upon entry. Just as he was about to call it as cleared, from behind his back a pair of red legs came into view from the ceiling, landing on to the floor. As the man turned he panicked, "Section not clear--!" he was lifted into the air by the red arm that belonged to this threat. The man was thrown across the lab landing on a chemical station.

When he lifted his head to see where this intruder went he didn't see anything. Down the hallway, guards were on their way to lab E-5, "Ramirez do you copy? Ram--" the guard on the end was kicked in the face then had his gun taken away from him. This red threat blended so well in the siren lights that the other guards didn't see it coming when she would attack them. One by one they all fell to the floor, three were even strung up to the ceiling by wires.  The red intruder ran to the closest window to break the glass with a single punch. In her other hand, she clutched on to a flashdrive, she had what she was looking for. She jumped through the opening and into the night.

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--8:05 A.M. Empire State University--

The next morning at ESU, Jessica was on her way to class, biology with Professor Warren. This guy always rubbed her the wrong way, maybe it was his snooty attitude or how he would talk down at Jessica when she'd raise her hand for a question. Regardless, Jessica found him to be a real prick. When she got to her seat, Jessica started to look at her phone, seeing a news headline titled, "OSCORP HEIST." She quietly read this to herself looking for any details.

“Hello New York City! It’s your friendly neighborhood Spider-Man!” - Peter Parker/Spider-Man 

Indie Marvel Comics - Peter Parker/Spider-Man of main timeline/continuity Earth-616 by legends Stan Lee & Steve Ditko - written by T-BONE! Promo by Me!

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One moment, Natasha was throwing round house kicks and pointing her gun at a bad guy, and the next, everything was black. From there she woke first to sensation. A throbbing pain at the back of her head. The feeling of air rushing passed her, the ocassionaly sensation of falling, then swinging. She felt the firm grasp holding her close and the movement of muscles. She opened her eyes, slowly, first seeing just the blur of city lights. Then seeing the red of the outfit of the person holding her. It took a moment for her brain to process, and then it clicked.

“You grow to appreciate a lot of things when you aren’t able to touch people. Get jealous of something as simple as this.” Rogue explains before resting her head on Peter’s shoulder. People watching without having a reason just looking at all the people imagining what they were like or what they would do after this. “It’s not like I’ll ever have kids so just gettin’ to see families out here at the park it’s nice. I would be one of those parents the ones who make big picnics and lay out the blankets. Sure the kids get food all over the blanket and want to ditch as soon as they had three bites of their sandwich but I’d love every minute of it.”

     Harley pouted as she stood on the edge of building, a grappling gun in one hand, a shopping bag stuffed with clothing from the high end store she’d just robbed in the other. There were shards of glass shimmering on her skin and clothing. The alarm was still blaring in the distance.