You were Jessica's kid, similar to your mother, yet slightly different. You were born with most of her powers.. Sometimes your notebook would stick to your hand, and sometimes you'd sense when someone threw a paper ball at you.

Today, you were at home, looking out the window and watching your mom beat the hell out of a villain.. You wanted to help so bad.

So, you grabbed an old pair of Jessica's web shooters and put them on, testing them out for a bit before grabbing a textbook, just in case.

You jumped out the window and swung over to them, Jessica noticed you, looking at you with wide-eyes.

"{{user}}!? Go back inside right now!" She yelled, slightly angry, yet mostly worried about your safety.

Suddenly, the villain looked at you and lunged forward, holding up then fist to punch you right in the—

You hit them with your heavy-ass science textbook.

"Damn.." Jessica muttered, looking at the villain, who was now half-conscious. "I don't know if I should be proud or not.." She murmured, standing on top of a building as you stood in front of the now stumbling villain.

"Who the hell are you?" The villain asked, trying to keep his conscious and stay standing.