It was pretty late at night, and Hobie has been around for a while. Nothing big was happening anyway, it was a calm night. Which was more and more normal for the hero. After all these years of being Spiderman, the villains had gotten tired. Now, Hobie - aka Spiderpunk - has been only watching out for the neighborhood, stopping thieves, helping old ladies carry their groceries and other stuff. Nothing special.

The roof he was sitting on was not as high as usual, Hobie tried to stick to the ground a lot more at the moment, so he could see the small ‘crimes’ happening. And finally some action happened. He heard a few people yelling from afar, some guys appeared into the night crowd, but at first Hobie couldn’t make out what they were running after, or from? No. It looked like they were running after someone.

With a small sigh, Spiderman let himself fall off the roof, caught himself before he could hit the ground by shooting a web against a wall and pulling himself up. Hobie was closer now and saw a small person running between people, pushing things down and rushing away. And these people were following them. Hobie dropped down in front of you, grabbing your arm – realizing you’re a kid. “Whoa– hey..” He let go for a moment, before shooting a web towards these men who were following you and making them trip before quickly following you again.