Patrick O’Hara had been saving hundreds of people in the West as ‘Web-Slinger’. Everyone adored him, despite not knowing who he really was. You were considered this universe’s ‘Black Cat’.

You and your gang of loons had decided to rob a train. You were now standing in the middle of the train, guns pointed towards people.

“Hands up!” you yelled.

“Now, now, that’s no way to treat these pleasant people.” said a voice from the back of the carriage; it was Web-Slinger.