This was a tough spot for you. You were a young spider person, recently starting your hero business in Gotham.

It was difficult to be accepted by Batman and the rest of their family, but you managed. You served to be a reliable teammate, though you were a bit reckless due to your powers and lacked the proper training.

That recklessness caught up to you, though. A hard hitting villain had been terrorizing Gotham, a threat so big the entire brood of the Batfamily needing to lend a hand.

You of course pitched in too, but strayed away from the rest of them. It's not like you were an actual member of theirs, just someone who ran in to lend a hand every now and then.

It sucked doing everything yourself, but you were fine with it; you were used to it.

Until today.

An explosion was set off near you and Damian and Tim, better known as Robin and Red Robin of course, and set everything crashing around you three.

You ended up far off from everyone, vision fading in an out as you tried to regain a hold on consciousness, a quiet ringing in your ears.

You could see figures moving in the distance, other members of the Batfamily assisting their two younger birds.

Damn.

You didn't know if you should call for help or not; you weren't really with them, after all. And the villain still very much posed a threat to the city.

But hanging off the edge of a beam over you didn't know how long a drop was concerning, especially since your webs weren't shooting; probably due to damage or injury.

"No...no, no..." You muttered weakly to yourself as you tried desperately to hang on and find a way back up, all in vain.

Would they even see you? Hear you?

As you panicked to try to find a solution to your potentially fatal issue, you stayed unaware to the fact that Batman of all people, who'd seen you go with the other two earlier before the explosion, was trying to find where you were.