The sun had started to rise over the small city of GreyPort; the night as a whole was silent around the entire city. Unbeknownst to most bystanders a small scuffle had erupted in the streets between what seemed to be two rival gangs, but luckily it had been put on hold by the appearance of Greyports new illusive Superhero.

Jackie stumbled into her apartment weakly, she felt her body ache from all the hits she took. She pulled off her goggles and mask and breathed in fresh air before heading to her bedroom. She felt her soft Auburn hair drape down her neck as she stopped at the doorway to her room, leaning against the doorframe for support.

She hadn't been too badly injured, a few punches and kicks but no one was carrying blunt weapons of any guns. She felt her ribs sting from where one of the larger guys smashed her ribs with their foot, That's not going to heal over night... She thought to herself as she stumbled to what seemed to be a large white mass in the corner of her room, hidden from view even from the doorway.

She pulled off the rest of her costume and fell into the silk-like sack made from strong webbing.
She started to settle down for the night, her extra limbs cupping around her body slowly... She had the day off tomorrow... At least everything would be a lot calmer.

Grey had only been in GreyPort for a few short months by the time she heard the first rumor of the superhero. At the time she had been seeping with a silent fury but as she had listened her interest piqued, as the brutes described the encounter to her, where she had come from, who she had injured, what sort of inventory she might have possibly taken whilst in there.

It wasn't until about a week later Grey would find herself in the indirect presence of the hero. Watching her confront the "gangs" from a rooftop, it had worked out nicely. She had finally seen the insect for herself, the fight playing in reprise in her head as she sharpened her knife, illuminated by the cold light of the tv. Her work clothes sprawled around the small hotel room, the instructions had been clear, deal with the spider before she becomes a real problem.

Jackie woke up not too long after she feel asleep, her body running on the small amount of sleep she got. She pulled herself out of her bed and wandered to the kitchen to look in the fridge.
She couldn't find anything that she wanted to eat in her fridge, so she moved to get dressed, putting her costume under her normal clothes, moving to put her hood and goggles into her sidebag.

She slipped down the stairs as she left her apartment, moving to land herself perfectly on the ground. She moved down the road, looking around as she walked towards the small local coffee place.
Jackie ordered her drink before she sat down in a booth, pulling out a small sketchbook and started scribbling some things down.

To say that Grey had been sleeping that night would have been close to a lie. She had spent her night thinking, planning, trying to find out as much as possible about the new problem.
Having methodically gone trough what sparse information that she could scavenge about the city and the hero.

The lack of sleep was not ideal for her type of work, taking a long cold shower to combat, what she felt was a sluggish and cotton filled mind. Going for a run to get her blood pumping, she wasn't sure sbout how long she had run, she put two fingers on her neck, checking her puls. Grey looked around, spotting a small coffee shop.

The door signaling her entrance with a 'ding', looking around the room with cool, grey eyes before, walking up to the counter area. Sweat beads having formed on her forehead as she picked up an overpriced bottle of mineral water. "I'll take this." She placed the water on the counter. The waitress ringed up her total and Grey took a seat at one of the tables.

Jackie looked up as the door dinged, it was instinctive for her to do so. She paused her sketching and watched where Grey sat. She moved her sketchbook slightly closer to her; making sure the new figure couldn't properly see what she was drawing.
She flinched as her Hot chocolate was placed beside her, she smiled to the waiter before they walked off.

Jackie took a sip of her drink before she continued to sketch out a new design for a suit. Her phone beeped at her, causing her to look at it and read the message.
She knew it was from her 'friend' who had helped her out since the first time she got her powers. She didn't know them personally... They just... Helped.
Last night went well by the sounds of things. The text read, Jackie didn't reply to it for now, the phone buzzed again. I've sent a package to your house, you should head home soon. I don't want anyone to steal it.

Grey let her eyes wander around the room as she took a hearty swig of her water. The parts of her hair that had come undone from her tiny ponytail sticking to her cheeks and neck, she felt her legs and lungs ache from the run, Grey frowned, it had been too long since she had been able to go on one.
Grey left the empty bottle on the table for the waitress to collect, even when doing something as simple as leaving the shop, her movements appeared precise.

Back at her hotel room Grey was drying her hair after another cold shower, the sweaty work out gear was sprawled out in the room just like her ´work´ clothes had been the night before. Grey slowly started to apply the layers of body armor and black clothing pieces, she stopped for a moment, to her great dismay her legs still ached as she sat down to lace up her boots.
The last thing she did was strapping on her knife holster to her leg and the black leather contraption that held her batons to her hip.

She hit send on a sms she had started to type, letting her contractor know that she was on her way to the warehouse.

Jackie had watched the other person leave, the hair on her body stood up, something felt off. She packed up her stuff quietly before she slipped out of her chair and walked out of the Coffee shop as well.
She headed towards her house again and noticed the small box in front of her door. She blinked before she entered her house.

"Boing I'm home!" Jackie called out as she entered, she looked around, not hearing a reply before she moved over to the kitchen bench and placed down her package. "Boing? You here?"
"Sorry!" A small voice echoed from on one of the cupboards above the bench. "Sorry I was eating!" A small Spider; something that was a little bit bigger than a normal Jumpy spider, spun a web down to hang just over the Package. "Is it from our friend?"

"Yup, No idea what it is." Jackie said before she moved to start opening it up; She pulled out a large stack of paperwork, she flicked through the first pages and gave a small smile. "Ah, the results for the blood tests and web results! That was fast." She said before she looked into the box and pulled out a pair of goggles. They were slightly better than the ones she had.

The warehouse was empty when Grey arrived, but a single tell tale light was visable in the very back, She kept going until she stood in the sparse circle of light. A Fold up table had been placed in the middle of the circle and behind there was a person, the face was obscured by the shadows the light was casting.
"How was your commute? Not too dreadfulI hope?" The voice was distorted, having been stripped from anything that could be telling of a gender.

"Good." Grey answered coldly, not having deemed the small talk important enough to entertain her employer with.
" I saw it last night, " She continued, " Just like you wrote, it was fast. It's movements weren't...fully human, You aren't dealing with some..run of the mill rich kid trying daddy's new tech either, too organic."
Grey explained, the fight replayed in her head again, " Costume seemed to be home made." She recounted.
"...." The person behind the table stirred and began to walk from one side of the table to another. "Interesting..and you are ready for tonight?"

Grey nodded.

"Good, because anything that does not go according to plan will be traced back to you."

Jackie moved and put the Goggles on, blinking as she felt the Goggles fix to her head a bit more- Her eyesight seemed to blur for a moment before it zoned back in again.
"Whoa." She started before she moved to lift off the goggles, her vision fixing back to normal, a less sharp picture than what the goggles gave her. "I feel like these have more than just fixing the picture in them..." She said before she moved to put them back on, moving to slip into her Costume.

"What are you doing?" Boing asked quietly.
"Going out, I need to check some stuff from last night." She said, scrambling to the window quietly, "Stay safe, stay out of sight."
She moved and leaped from her window. She dropped a little bit before moving to shoot two of her webs towards the wall to pull herself up to the top of her apartment building.

Jackie looked around; her goggles sharpened everything in her eyes.
The goggles suddenly seemingly game to life, the band tightening on her head and a small display blinked to life- The Display showed several different things; population status, it mapped out the city in a minimalist way.

Grey stayed in the warehouse, giving out instructions for what would unfold that night, she looked at the hired henchmen as they moved big crates around, a big spot in the middle of the warehouse had been cleared out.
She looked up, the crates extended up to the celling, stacked on top of each other. she almost felt claustrophobic as she sat down to wait, grey quickly shook the feeling of unease.

The other henchmen did as they had been told- go out into the streets and start a fight, and when you have the attention of the insect..lead her back to the warehouse.

The sun was getting low and the streetlights started to go on, their yellow light filling the streets as people hurried to make their way home.
People started to gather around the spots of light, loud voices began to rise, taunts and crude warnings coming from the two rowdier ´gangs´.

It took a bit to get used to, but Jackie slowly got the hang of the new Goggles. She leaped between buildings with ease, watching the sun slowly set.
Jackie stopped on top of a relatively tall building, she sat on the edge as she watched the area.

The voices caught her attention, be moved and stood up, slinging a few webs across the way before she pulled herself silently along.
She landed in the shadows of an alleyway near the gangs; she felt the hair on the back of her neck slowly prickled up- Usually a sign of danger for her. She shook off the feeling before she slunk forward, readying herself in the shadows.

She felt her extra limbs press onto solid surfaces, ready to spring forward at any needed moment. She waited, observing the area before thinking of heading in.

The fight between the 'gangs' began to escalate, words becoming fists. They couldn't go to far, Grey had been clear on that, And that presented a challenge. She could barely hear the grunts and the hits from where she was waiting, she was sitting duck and she hated every second of it, but it was part of the plan and all she could do was grit her teeth, nod and go along.

Grey waited patiently, her muscles periodically twitching in anticipation. She could her the sounds of steps approaching and the sound of the warehouse door struggling to open, most of the henchmen returning back inside. Grey readied herself.

When the words became hits, Jackie felt her body tense before she sprung towards the fighting, narrowly missing one of the gang members as they stepped away towards the warehouse.
She felt the movement before she sprung up to shoot a couple webs at some of the gang members behind her, slamming them into the walls or the ground before she backed into the warehouse.

The hair on her body stood on end and tingled, she felt a sudden flush of anxiety and worry as she looked around, the Warehouse doors suddenly closed as the Gang members stood around her.
She flexed her extra limbs and readied herself to spring to the ceiling, one of the gang members moving to pull something from underneath her feet and caused the woman to fall backwards, her extra limbs gripping the floor and kept her from slamming onto the floor.