And Violet was terrified that losing Peter Parker was going to be a whole new feeling of hurt and despair. 
                          
Meanwhile, the Vulture ranted to his men down in his lab. Spider-Man and Veritas are officially on their tails all because of one screw up. Those two were going to mess everything up. 
                          
"I can finish the next order," The man who invented everything claimed. "But without any new materials from that truck..."
                          
The Vulture groaned and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Yeah damn it. We still have enough to do the Gargan deal though, right?"
                          
"Yeah, but then that's it." The inventor's eyes lit up as he brought up an idea he had been working on. "Maybe it's time that I built the high-altitude seal."
                          
"Would you shut up about that?" The Vulture said. 
                          
"It's only one job!" The inventor said.
                          
"I told you, no!"
                          
It was silent for a second as everyone turned to look at their boss. "Eight years... not a word from the feds, nothing from those Halloween costume wearing bozos up there in Stark Tower. And then all the sudden, this little bastard in red tights shows up with a rogue Infinite and thinks he can tear down everything I've built. Really? I'm gonna kill him. I can't kill the girl, so we'd have to get him by himself. So I'm gonna find him-"
                          
"Found him." The man who wore the glove said while pointing at the news report that covered the decathlon being saved by Spider-Man and Veritas.
                          
The news reporter announced, "Veritas kept everyone from harm's way as the Spider-Man swooped in, heroically saving an Academic Decathlon team from Queens. The identity of both masked heroes are still unknown."
                          
At school the next day, everyone was buzzing about how Veritas and Spider-Man saved the team from death. Posters for both heroes littered the halls, and Flash was bragging about how he was in a selfie with Veritas. Even though he wasn't the only one in the picture. 
                          
As Peter walked through the halls, he smiled as the morning announcements did a piece on him and Violet. Well, Spider-Man and Veritas. 
                          
"This past weekend, Midtown's Academic Decathlon team defeated the country's best to win the national championship. Later that day, they also defeated death."
                          
Abraham came on to describe what happened. "Explosion! Sally screaming, Flash screaming, everybody screaming!"
                          
"There were purple lasers and smoke. It was --- crazy like a Bon Jovi concert," Another kid said. Yeah, he was definitely a New Yorker. 
                          
The teacher came up on the screen and said, "As you know, we made it out alive, and that's the important thing... I couldn't bear to lose a student on a school trip... not again."
                          
"Thankfully no one was seriously injured thanks to the teamwork of Spider-Man and Veritas." The news anchor said.
                          
Then both the anchors proceeded to thank the supers. Peter watched the television with happiness. He loved the feeling of helping people and saving others. It took his mind off what had happened with Violet.
                          
Who didn't show up at school that day.
                          
Peter shook her from his thoughts as Ned caught up to him. "Dude, dude, dude! What is it like being famous when nobody knows it's you?"
                          
"Crazy dude." Peter said with a huge smile. "It's crazy."
                          
"Should we tell everyone?" Ned asked.
                          
Peter quickly shook his head. "No."
                          
"Should I tell everyone?"
                          
"No." Peter shook his head again.
                          
"Should we get Violet to tell everyone?"