Spider-Man Male Reader x The Walking Dead Game

Wings of Fury

Vulture glides down and lands on the street. He takes off his helmet and visor, exposing his face.

You run towards him to land another punch, but Vulture parrys your attack and throws you at a nearby parked car.

Vulture is about to stab you with the tip of his wing, but you move aside and he instead stabs into the car.

Vulture is stuck for the time being, and you land a hard kick at the metal wing, causing it snap off. Thankfully, it was just the wing and not his arm.

Vulture: No!

With one broken wing, Vulture was now officially grounded.

Vulture makes one last effort to swipe at you with his working wing, but you leap out of the way and shoot a web at a nearby lamppost. You use your momentum to swing down and kick him towards a nearby wall of a building.

You shoot webs at Vulture, a lot of them, and stick him to the wall. He wasn't getting out of that anytime soon.

You take a breath, and look around.

You see bystanders looking on, and police cars beginning to arrive. You also see a few good samaritans helping the armored truck driver out from the wreckage.

???: Spider-Man?

You look back, and see a female African American policewoman. It's Sergeant Michonne Hawthorne. You've seen her a few times before working with Captain Rick Grimes.

You: Hello, Sergeant. Is the Captain on lunch break or something?

Sergeant Hawthorne: Him and Lieutenant Walsh got caught up with something.

She then looks at Vulture, who's webbed to the wall and continuing to struggle. She scoffs.

Sergeant Hawthorne: What did I get caught up in?

You: A aging thief with way too much time on his hands.

She chuckles at that remark.

Sergeant Hawthorne: We'll take it from here. Thanks.

You: Yet another crime stopped by Spider-Cop, friend of the NYPD.

You raise your hand to give Michonne a high-five, but she just looks at you. She chuckles again.

Sergeant Hawthorne: Rick's right, you are a child.

She walks away to speak with her officers, leaving you hanging. You high-five yourself.

THWIP!

You swing away.

• •

Clementine is in her apartment in SoHo, watching television and eating a plate of fruit. She would be chowing down on chips, but felt the need at least try to eat healthy.

There's a knock at her door, and she's puts the plate down and goes to open it. She is face to face with non other than you, who's holding two boxes of pizza.

You: Pizza time.

A/N: I had to. It was too good of a moment.

Clementine giggles.

Clementine: Is this our date night grub?

You enter the apartment and she closes the door.

You: I mean...at least for today.

You put the pizza boxes down on the nearby table then turn to Clementine.

You: I promise we'll do something special on our real date night.

Clementine walks up and kisses you. You hold her close as you look into her eyes.

Clementine: Smells good.

You: I bought cologne.

Clementine: I meant the pizza.

You: Heh, I knew that.

Clementine laughs and walks back to the couch. You start opening the boxes and getting slices for the both of you.

Clementine: How'd it go with Vernon Toomes?

You: Let's just say he won't be there to teach your summer class anymore...

Clementine: Oh, great.

You walk over and sit on the couch, handing her a plate while holding yours.

You: Hey, at least it was only online.

You begin eating, and notice the plate of fruit on the coffee table. You chuckle.

You: Fruit?

Clementine: I was trying to eat healthier, but then you screwed everything up by bringing pizza.

You: Yes, blame the loving boyfriend.

The both of you laugh, enjoying the pizza and watching television.

It was no real date night, but it was great nonetheless. Clementine didn't care that you had to reschedule, she was just happy you came home.

You are just happy that's she's there for you.