Flash took off his mask, "Why is this happening to me?" He tried to shoot more webbing but nothing was happening. Flash was more confused than ever, why was all of this happening to him. "No, No I can't really be losing my powers? am I?" Flash got onto his feet and walked up to the wall.

Looking right up at the wall he was gonna prove a point, that he still has his powers. "Okay come on Spider-Man!" Flash put one hand on the wall, and then another one, and then another one, he was climbing the wall!

But then, he felt the static electric connection he thought had with the wall was went away. Spider-Man started feeling his hands slipping, His eyes widened. He tried to stay clung onto the wall, but it was no use, his hands slipped away from thee wall and he plummeted right back into the puddle."

Flash was in disbelief, even his wall crawling ability was gone. "No, no, no, no... "he felt tears starting to swell up in his eyes, he just sat against the wall putting his wet hand over his face. "Why? Why has everything been going so awful for me?" Flash had finally broke down, all the stress, all the events taking place everyday, everything had finally caught up to him and it broke him completely.

"First Dad, then Sunset and now this" Flash had lost almost everything important to him, "The City hates me, The Bugle is giving me a hard time for my pictures, and my whole life has just become nothing but a Spider-Man centric life." That word echoed through his head. 'Spider-Man'

He stopped crying for a moment and looked at the mask he left on the ground, "Spider-....Man?!" He said softly, like the word was almost hard to say. Sniffling one last time he picked up the mask, he looked at it for a moment he came to many
realizations, and all of them had something to do with that name.

Spider-Man?! SPIDER-MAN!? He started to become more and more angrier with that name, "Spider-Man has been the root of all my problems! Dad died because of him, I've missed all of the best moments in my life because of him, SUNSET!? She's gone and the only thing I have to blame is Spider-MAN!?" He was beginning to sound like J.Jonah Jameson in a way. Speaking of which he heard his voice, it was coming from a billboard.

"Spider-Man Is a Criminal! He's a Menace! He always seems to leave destruction in his path. Millions have been fooled by his so called 'good-guy act' I say that we have him arrested! He must be brought to justice! SPIDER-MAN MUST GO!"

Flash was in disbelief as well, people really thought of him like that, like Spider-Man was a criminal mastermind behind all of the so on so crime that he stops. Flash took those words into consideration, he could hear boo's of citizens walking by the billboard as it displayed the picture of Spider-Man Flash had given Jameson. "Maybe.. he's right! Maybe.. Spider-Man needs to go."

***

It was one day since Flash chased Electro down the street, he was walking to a nearby alleyway to dispose of something, a suit, his suit, his Spider-Man costume! He had finally become fed up with everything Spider-Man has done to him.

What was I thinking. I was never ready to take up a mantle of something as serious as Spider-Man. When I became him I was just in over my head! Flash walked up to the trash can and took the lid off. And let's be honest, I'm growing up now! I'm gonna off to college in less than a few months and it's time for me to put this old toy down for the rest of my life. And maybe me losing my powers was just a sign to finally open my eyes.

Flash took a deep breath, he was letting go of something which had a big impact on his life, one of the biggest impacts. I'm sorry Dad.... I'm not ready to hold the responsibility of being a hero. He let go of the suit and put the trash can lid on top of it. He looked at the trash can one more time before walking off.

"I'm Spider-Man .. no more"

This marked the end of a chapter in Flash's life, no more would he be responsible for stopping crime in it's path, no more will he incur the hate that he gets by the civilians of Canterlot or J.Jonah Jameson and no more will he ever have to take pictures of himself to help a newspaper sell it's printings. It was gonna take a while for him to adjust to life again but he knew ultimately this might be the best route to go. He was no longer Spider-Man and once again was just Flash Sentry.

It was a busy Monday morning in Canterlot City, like always, The Bugle was obviously a part of this trend in the city. J.Jonah Jameson and Robbie Robertson, an African American high class editor who was at around and that seemed to be in his 50's J.Jonah's status, were talking about some newspaper analytics. Things hadn't been so good for them this month as sales were down, even their Spider-Man newspapers weren't selling as much

"Jonah this is bad!" said Robbie shaking his head in disbelief and disappointment, "We haven't been selling like we anticipated."

"IMPOSSIBLE!" J.Jonah yelled, "HOW ARE WE NOT GETTING ANY PAPERS SOLD!" He took a deep breath, "Looks like Spider-Man become old news! He might not be so profitable anymore!" But at that moment, they were gonna get the most news worthy material in probably their whole lives.

"Mr Jameson! Mr. Jameson!" Betty called out running to his office.

"Not now Mrs. Brant!" Jameson put his hand out, gesturing her to leave so him and Robbie could think.

However Betty kept insisting, "But Mr. Jameson it's serious!"

Mr. Jameson kissed his teeth, "WHAT!?" He turned his head to see a garbage man holding a paper bag , "A Paper bag?! You called me for a Paper BAG!?" He was less than impressed.

Robbie, who was a much more calmer person took the bag and opened it, his eyes widened when he saw what was inside, "Uh.. Jonah you might want to take a look at this." whatever it was it caught even Robertson by surprise.

Jonah took the bag, "Gimme that! And I swear if this is another dead Pidgeon I'm gonna arrest somebody" But this was no Pidgeon. He took a look in it and his mouth gawped open immediately, "No way!" He took out a red mask with white lens pieces and a webbing pattern on it, otherwise known as The Spider-Man mask, "Where did you get this?" Jameson demanded.

"In a trash can, you know what my job requires me to do!" said the Garbage man in a blunt tone.

Jameson smiled, his eyes widening in excitement, "I don't believe it. He's quit." Jameson started laughing, "HAHA! HE QUIT! I MADE SPIDER-MAN QUIT! I FINALLY RID THE CITY OF THIS MENACE!" Jameson started celebrating. He felt so accomplished for finally getting rid of Spider-Man

The Garbage man broke his celebration by asking for some sort of payment, "Uhh yeah! So uh don't you think I deserve a handsome payment or something?"

Jameson stopped celebrating and looked at the Garbage Man, "Okay... $100"

"Are you kidding, that's way too low for something like this! I could make more off of eBay, kiss my ass!"

Jameson rolled his eyes, this guy was more stubborn than he thought, "Okay $500, Mrs. Brant give this man his money and tell him to leave!" The Garbage man rolled his eyes and left the room with Mrs. Brant. Meanwhile Jameson was ecstatic about the sudden turn of events, "This is gonna be big Robbie! Real Big!"

Robertson let out a sigh and took out the rest of the costume, it was a full dark red and cyan blue body suit. He held it up looking at it, "What made you quit Spider-Man, what made you quit."

***

Author's Note

Okay so this is Spider-Man no more in FSTSS, this was kind of a hard chapter to write because I coudln't simply write it as, "Flash threw his suit away and left"

This was a big moment in Spider-Man's career, the time he finally quit being Spider-Man and went on with his life, obviously he took up the mantle again which obviously Flash will do because most of you probably realize there's a third issue, and a plaaned fourth one and so on.

I really wanted to write this in the original but I decided not to, but after I wrote the second issue I realized there was gonna be no way I could so that's kinda why I rebooted the second one, now that I think about it it was only supposed to be the second one which would be reeboted but clearly that wasn't the case