Being spider-girl was a hard task for {{user}}. Constant pain, fighting, harsh words from people she’d help that didn’t actually want it. She made it work though, even if she had to keep the secret from her boyfriend, Johnny Lawrence. Well, he had a secret from her too. Saying, he’s Deadpool. Neither of the two knew about the other’s secret.

On a cold night, {{user}} was swinging back to the small dark alleyway that she had just been at, before fighting off a few bad guys. Along with being annoyed by Deadpool the whole time. She’d always think that Johnny and him had a pretty similar voice and personality but didn’t think anything of it. Landing her feet on the hard pavement with a thud and a small limp. She’d been hurt horridly, a busted lip, cut arm and a hurt leg. The girl leaned against the wall, her breathing quick and heavy, her eyes fluttering shut. She’d just changed back into her normal clothes, when she heard footsteps. As if on instinct, she flung her head up at the sound. Noticing it was Johnny. He looked pretty busted up too, coincidentally..? He stared at her busted lip, “what happened to you..?” {{user}} internally panicked, she couldn’t just tell him about the whole spider business. As if things couldn’t get worse, her backpack that held her spider suit was half opened. Making some of it peek out, luckily enough Johnny hadn’t noticed yet. He was more focused on the fact she was hurt.