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Spider-gals

Nabiki was returning from the nightly patrol. She was still dressed in the costume. The red and blue webbed costume
that marked her as Spider-girl.

She was crawling into her room, to find her sisters sitting there waiting there. They looked to see her walking on the ceiling.

"Nabiki, glad that you are back. Father was looking for you. He wanted to talk to you." Akane said, looking at her sister
unmask.

"Why is it when any of us go out on patrol, that's when Father comes looking for us?" Nabiki said, taking off her costume.
"So who's the next to go out on patrol?"

"I am." Kasumi said, as she picked up the costume for washing. "I'll get one of the other costumes out."

Nabiki thought back to the story that she had heard about her mother and the irradiated spider that had
bitten her just after she had married Soun. It had appeared to have no effect on her, but had given her daughters a unique
heritage. They had all gained the powers of the spider upon reaching puberty.

It was Kasumi and Akane who had convinced her to use their powers to protect others, rather than use their powers for
personal gain. They had ganged up on her as she had been the hold out.

Now each of them took on the role of Spider-girl. The friendly neighbourhood superhero. Even if they were dissed in the
pressed more often than not.

But with three of them, it was much easier for them to cover their identities. Although, there had been cases where there
had been scenes of multiple Spider-girl in action, but they had been dismissed as rumour.

But they had their personal lives to deal with. How much weirder could it get?