Spider Quinn 04: SpiderGirl's Debut
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fardell2404 SpiderGirl’s Debut
Lawndale Sun-Herald
Friday November 16, 2000
Mysterious vigilante ‘SpiderGirl’
…. “I only saw her for about a second. All I can be confident of, is that it is indeed a female,” Stated Officer Xanthe Peterson…
Having, read the article, Quinn Morgendorffer left the café. She smiled. The various criminals had been put on notice, in a way. She looked at the time on the court house clock tower in the distance. There was half an hour before Homeroom would start. More than enough time to look over a couple of streets before heading to school. She ducked into a vacant alley, and quickly pulled her mask on and swung up onto a roof where she pulled off the clothes she had worn into the café.
SpiderGirl was seen once or twice that morning.
Arriving at school and having stashed her suit in her bag, Quinn overheard various students talking about the newspaper article.
Her friends met her
“What do you think about it?” Sandi asked.
“What do you mean?” Quinn asked.
“It’s in all of the news,” Sandi said.
“Like, the police are overwhelmed with all the new crime,” Quinn said. “Besides, the person who killed my father is still out there! If she can catch him, that would be good.”
“What do you mean, catch?” Sandi asked.
“I mean, so that the police can charge and then he goes to court and then to jail, duh!” Quinn responded, her voice rising. She then looked around and saw that a crowd had gathered. “Move along. I’m fine.”
“And we need to talk about your hair!”
“I needed a change.”
“There will be an emergency Fashion Club meeting this afternoon.”
“Fine!” Quinn said as the bell rang.
“Wait!”
Quinn knew that Sandi would react that way, as such she had thought about what she would say. But first she needed to find a place within the school that she could use as a base away from home without raising suspicions.
First was the roof space, which she checked at Lunch after taking her food from the cafeteria. However, she found Daria and Jane talking somewhere nearby. “Oh!” she said.
“Quinn?” Jane asked with curiosity.
Quinn came over to them. “Oh, sorry if I interrupted something.”
“Oh, you didn’t,” Jane responded.
“We were talking about SpiderGirl,” Daria said.
“Everyone is,” Quinn said, with a shrug.
“All that I’m sure of, is that she is someone that doesn’t have a strong hold of grammar,” Daria said, with her usual flat tone.
“How do you figure?” Quinn said.
“There is no space in the name. Its run together,” Daria said.
“Or maybe it just adds to the mystery,” Quinn said with a giggle.
“I suppose it does,” Daria said.
“And maybe crime would go down,” Quinn added.
“I wouldn’t bet on it,” Daria said with her usual tone. “She would have her own agenda.”
Quinn was then silent.
“And what’s with the hair?” Jane asked.
Quinn wasn’t annoyed, she knew Jane would ask. “I felt like a change,” she said. “Although, I’ll have to come up with more than that for Sandi.”
“Daria doesn’t like it,” Jane said.
“So what?” Quinn asked. “She can change things too, if she wants.”
Jane thought about Quinn’s response. The change from quite long red hair that she almost always wore down, to shoulder length light brown hair that she was wearing in pigtails certainly seemed drastic. But then she didn’t know how she would react if she lost either of her parents.
“Why are you up here?” Daria asked.
“I was coming up here to reflect on things, where my friends wouldn’t find me,” Quinn responded. “I guess I’ll have to find somewhere else in the school.”
“There are many places students don’t usually go,” Daria said, “Or aren’t allowed to. But are you sure about that?”
“If I want to talk I will. Sometimes to you,” Quinn said before turning back to the door.
Quinn breathed a sigh of relief as she went down. She wondered how long it would take to search the school.
Indeed, it didn’t take that long at all. She found a disused store room in the science block.
Remembering the Emergency Fashion Club Meeting, Quinn left the school immediately upon the end of the last class. She headed straight to the Griffin’s wanting to be there before Sandi got home.
Sandi was surprised to see Quinn already at her house. “Gee, Quinn, did you get a boy to break the speed limit?”
“Probably,” Quinn said, tossing one of her pigtails.
“I see,” Sandi said. “Stacy and Tiffany won’t be here for another ten minutes.”
Stacy arrived there next. “Why did you call this meeting?” she asked as she entered Sandi’s room. “I didn’t wear that silly clip. And I don’t admire the description of SpiderGirl’s costume.”
“Stacy! We’re not talking about the clip, nor about the new vigilante. But about Quinn changing her look.”
“Quinn looks fine.”
“Thanks, Stacy,” Quinn said.
“I’ll explain once Tiffany gets here,” Sandi said.
Quinn sighed.
Tiffany was tardy, but not by much.
“Why are we meeting to-day?” she asked as she entered the room.
“Quinn,” Sandi answered.
“Oh,” Tiffany said.
“Meeting start at 3:43,” Stacy said.
“Now, I’m sure you’ve noticed that Quinn has cut and died her hair,” Sandi said.
“So, what, Sandi?” Stacy asked.
“Haven’t you noticed that her shade is similar to both yours and mine?” Sandi asked,
“Not really,” Stacy said. “It is lighter. No one would confuse her for either of us.”
“And the length is similar.”
“So, what?” Quinn asked. “My style is different to yours and Stacy’s.”
“Hmh!” Sandi said. “I move to censure Quinn for not notifying us of such a drastic change.”
“I’m sure you would want to make a change after losing a family member,” Quinn said sadly.
“Be it as it may. I still move to censure you,” Sandi said. She looked at the other two. “All in favor?” She raised her hand.
Neither Stacy, nor Tiffany raised theirs.
“Not carried,” the former said.
“What?”
“You’re going to far,” Stacy said. “Remember that Morgendorffer…”
“I know he died!”
“This is a farce, Sandi! I’m leaving!” Quinn decided.
“Wait!” Sandi said as she realised that she made a big mistake.
“Do you apologise?” Quinn asked.
“Yes. Stacy, remove the censure motion from the minutes.”
“Done!”
“Good,” Quinn said, with a low tone. ‘But I’m still leaving now.”
“So am I,” Stacy said after Quinn had gone.
“As you wish!” Sandi said with annoyance.
Quinn exited the Griffin’s house into the backyard, as she was certain that the others wouldn’t expect her to go that way. Even so, she double checked to make sure that they weren’t looking before webswinging up to the roof. There, she quickly changed into her suit before leaving on her patrol of the area. It would give her time to think about what Sandi had tried to do.
Stacy exited the house into the front yard. She didn’t see Quinn anywhere. “Quinn!” she called out.
She then saw SpiderGirl swing across the street. “SpiderGirl!” she called, but the vigilante didn’t hear.
She went to the street and looked around for Quinn. It seemed that she had disappeared. ‘I guess I’ll have to go home alone,’ she thought.
Having left the Griffin’s, SpiderGirl headed downtown.
She found herself going along Dega Street. Suddenly she saw something in an alley. Someone was getting mugged. She quickly moved into action, disarming the mugger, and then webbing him up. She then came down in front of the would-be victim.
“Thanks,” the young lady said, warily. “Who are you?”
“Your friendly neighborhood SpiderGirl!”
“Oh, you’re the one they’ve been talking about?”
“Yes, but we better get going, this isn’t a safe place,” SpiderGirl said.
“Of course. I was taking a shortcut. It hasn’t happened before,” the lady said as she started walking out of the alley.
“Crime has been increasing in Lawndale,” SpiderGirl said.
“Like that recent murder…”
“Yes!” SpiderGirl said harshly. “And it remains unsolved.” They then came out into the street. “You should be safe now. Gotta go!” She then swung away.
Helen was on her way home when a report came on the radio. “SpiderGirl has been sighted again this afternoon near Dega Street.”
Helen wasn’t sure what to think of such a vigilante. Crime was increasing in Lawndale, but it wasn’t yet anywhere near the prevalence it had in Highland. ‘Superheroes. What next, actual magic?’ she wondered.
Daria was in the kitchen when Helen entered. “How was today?” she asked.
“The usual,” Daria responded. “Quinn’s still keeping to herself though.”
“How do you figure that.”
“She was looking for somewhere to be alone on the school grounds.”
“I see,” Helen said.
“Jane and I also talked about that new vigilante.”
“I’m not sure what’s going on there.”
“Like, is a vigilante a good thing?” Daria asked rhetorically. “I don’t think so.”
Helen nodded. She knew that things in Lawndale were going to get more ‘interesting’, in a Chinese sense.
Unknown to her mother and sister, Quinn had overheard the conversation, while was she waiting in the lounge room. ‘I have to do something,’ she thought. ‘Great Power and Great Responsibility and all.’ Still, it wasn’t like there would be anyone with other kinds of powers to interfere. She then entered the kitchen.
“How was school?” her mother asked.
“It was fine,” Quinn responded. “Although Sandi doesn’t like my hair.”
“I see. Is that all?”
“Yes. Stacy doesn’t mind it. I also have some catch up homework. It won’t be like that essay last year.”
“Good.”
Quinn grabbed some snacks before heading up to her room. She wanted to get some of that homework started before going on another evening patrol.
Lawndale Sun-Herald
Saturday November 17, 2000
SpiderGirl sighted again.
Lawndale Sun-Herald
Friday November 16, 2000
Mysterious vigilante ‘SpiderGirl’
…. “I only saw her for about a second. All I can be confident of, is that it is indeed a female,” Stated Officer Xanthe Peterson…
Having, read the article, Quinn Morgendorffer left the café. She smiled. The various criminals had been put on notice, in a way. She looked at the time on the court house clock tower in the distance. There was half an hour before Homeroom would start. More than enough time to look over a couple of streets before heading to school. She ducked into a vacant alley, and quickly pulled her mask on and swung up onto a roof where she pulled off the clothes she had worn into the café.
SpiderGirl was seen once or twice that morning.
Arriving at school and having stashed her suit in her bag, Quinn overheard various students talking about the newspaper article.
Her friends met her
“What do you think about it?” Sandi asked.
“What do you mean?” Quinn asked.
“It’s in all of the news,” Sandi said.
“Like, the police are overwhelmed with all the new crime,” Quinn said. “Besides, the person who killed my father is still out there! If she can catch him, that would be good.”
“What do you mean, catch?” Sandi asked.
“I mean, so that the police can charge and then he goes to court and then to jail, duh!” Quinn responded, her voice rising. She then looked around and saw that a crowd had gathered. “Move along. I’m fine.”
“And we need to talk about your hair!”
“I needed a change.”
“There will be an emergency Fashion Club meeting this afternoon.”
“Fine!” Quinn said as the bell rang.
“Wait!”
Quinn knew that Sandi would react that way, as such she had thought about what she would say. But first she needed to find a place within the school that she could use as a base away from home without raising suspicions.
First was the roof space, which she checked at Lunch after taking her food from the cafeteria. However, she found Daria and Jane talking somewhere nearby. “Oh!” she said.
“Quinn?” Jane asked with curiosity.
Quinn came over to them. “Oh, sorry if I interrupted something.”
“Oh, you didn’t,” Jane responded.
“We were talking about SpiderGirl,” Daria said.
“Everyone is,” Quinn said, with a shrug.
“All that I’m sure of, is that she is someone that doesn’t have a strong hold of grammar,” Daria said, with her usual flat tone.
“How do you figure?” Quinn said.
“There is no space in the name. Its run together,” Daria said.
“Or maybe it just adds to the mystery,” Quinn said with a giggle.
“I suppose it does,” Daria said.
“And maybe crime would go down,” Quinn added.
“I wouldn’t bet on it,” Daria said with her usual tone. “She would have her own agenda.”
Quinn was then silent.
“And what’s with the hair?” Jane asked.
Quinn wasn’t annoyed, she knew Jane would ask. “I felt like a change,” she said. “Although, I’ll have to come up with more than that for Sandi.”
“Daria doesn’t like it,” Jane said.
“So what?” Quinn asked. “She can change things too, if she wants.”
Jane thought about Quinn’s response. The change from quite long red hair that she almost always wore down, to shoulder length light brown hair that she was wearing in pigtails certainly seemed drastic. But then she didn’t know how she would react if she lost either of her parents.
“Why are you up here?” Daria asked.
“I was coming up here to reflect on things, where my friends wouldn’t find me,” Quinn responded. “I guess I’ll have to find somewhere else in the school.”
“There are many places students don’t usually go,” Daria said, “Or aren’t allowed to. But are you sure about that?”
“If I want to talk I will. Sometimes to you,” Quinn said before turning back to the door.
Quinn breathed a sigh of relief as she went down. She wondered how long it would take to search the school.
Indeed, it didn’t take that long at all. She found a disused store room in the science block.
Remembering the Emergency Fashion Club Meeting, Quinn left the school immediately upon the end of the last class. She headed straight to the Griffin’s wanting to be there before Sandi got home.
Sandi was surprised to see Quinn already at her house. “Gee, Quinn, did you get a boy to break the speed limit?”
“Probably,” Quinn said, tossing one of her pigtails.
“I see,” Sandi said. “Stacy and Tiffany won’t be here for another ten minutes.”
Stacy arrived there next. “Why did you call this meeting?” she asked as she entered Sandi’s room. “I didn’t wear that silly clip. And I don’t admire the description of SpiderGirl’s costume.”
“Stacy! We’re not talking about the clip, nor about the new vigilante. But about Quinn changing her look.”
“Quinn looks fine.”
“Thanks, Stacy,” Quinn said.
“I’ll explain once Tiffany gets here,” Sandi said.
Quinn sighed.
Tiffany was tardy, but not by much.
“Why are we meeting to-day?” she asked as she entered the room.
“Quinn,” Sandi answered.
“Oh,” Tiffany said.
“Meeting start at 3:43,” Stacy said.
“Now, I’m sure you’ve noticed that Quinn has cut and died her hair,” Sandi said.
“So, what, Sandi?” Stacy asked.
“Haven’t you noticed that her shade is similar to both yours and mine?” Sandi asked,
“Not really,” Stacy said. “It is lighter. No one would confuse her for either of us.”
“And the length is similar.”
“So, what?” Quinn asked. “My style is different to yours and Stacy’s.”
“Hmh!” Sandi said. “I move to censure Quinn for not notifying us of such a drastic change.”
“I’m sure you would want to make a change after losing a family member,” Quinn said sadly.
“Be it as it may. I still move to censure you,” Sandi said. She looked at the other two. “All in favor?” She raised her hand.
Neither Stacy, nor Tiffany raised theirs.
“Not carried,” the former said.
“What?”
“You’re going to far,” Stacy said. “Remember that Morgendorffer…”
“I know he died!”
“This is a farce, Sandi! I’m leaving!” Quinn decided.
“Wait!” Sandi said as she realised that she made a big mistake.
“Do you apologise?” Quinn asked.
“Yes. Stacy, remove the censure motion from the minutes.”
“Done!”
“Good,” Quinn said, with a low tone. ‘But I’m still leaving now.”
“So am I,” Stacy said after Quinn had gone.
“As you wish!” Sandi said with annoyance.
Quinn exited the Griffin’s house into the backyard, as she was certain that the others wouldn’t expect her to go that way. Even so, she double checked to make sure that they weren’t looking before webswinging up to the roof. There, she quickly changed into her suit before leaving on her patrol of the area. It would give her time to think about what Sandi had tried to do.
Stacy exited the house into the front yard. She didn’t see Quinn anywhere. “Quinn!” she called out.
She then saw SpiderGirl swing across the street. “SpiderGirl!” she called, but the vigilante didn’t hear.
She went to the street and looked around for Quinn. It seemed that she had disappeared. ‘I guess I’ll have to go home alone,’ she thought.
Having left the Griffin’s, SpiderGirl headed downtown.
She found herself going along Dega Street. Suddenly she saw something in an alley. Someone was getting mugged. She quickly moved into action, disarming the mugger, and then webbing him up. She then came down in front of the would-be victim.
“Thanks,” the young lady said, warily. “Who are you?”
“Your friendly neighborhood SpiderGirl!”
“Oh, you’re the one they’ve been talking about?”
“Yes, but we better get going, this isn’t a safe place,” SpiderGirl said.
“Of course. I was taking a shortcut. It hasn’t happened before,” the lady said as she started walking out of the alley.
“Crime has been increasing in Lawndale,” SpiderGirl said.
“Like that recent murder…”
“Yes!” SpiderGirl said harshly. “And it remains unsolved.” They then came out into the street. “You should be safe now. Gotta go!” She then swung away.
Helen was on her way home when a report came on the radio. “SpiderGirl has been sighted again this afternoon near Dega Street.”
Helen wasn’t sure what to think of such a vigilante. Crime was increasing in Lawndale, but it wasn’t yet anywhere near the prevalence it had in Highland. ‘Superheroes. What next, actual magic?’ she wondered.
Daria was in the kitchen when Helen entered. “How was today?” she asked.
“The usual,” Daria responded. “Quinn’s still keeping to herself though.”
“How do you figure that.”
“She was looking for somewhere to be alone on the school grounds.”
“I see,” Helen said.
“Jane and I also talked about that new vigilante.”
“I’m not sure what’s going on there.”
“Like, is a vigilante a good thing?” Daria asked rhetorically. “I don’t think so.”
Helen nodded. She knew that things in Lawndale were going to get more ‘interesting’, in a Chinese sense.
Unknown to her mother and sister, Quinn had overheard the conversation, while was she waiting in the lounge room. ‘I have to do something,’ she thought. ‘Great Power and Great Responsibility and all.’ Still, it wasn’t like there would be anyone with other kinds of powers to interfere. She then entered the kitchen.
“How was school?” her mother asked.
“It was fine,” Quinn responded. “Although Sandi doesn’t like my hair.”
“I see. Is that all?”
“Yes. Stacy doesn’t mind it. I also have some catch up homework. It won’t be like that essay last year.”
“Good.”
Quinn grabbed some snacks before heading up to her room. She wanted to get some of that homework started before going on another evening patrol.
Lawndale Sun-Herald
Saturday November 17, 2000
SpiderGirl sighted again.
