Chapter 7
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7. Tangled Webs We Weave
For guest and everyone else who's wondering, Silver Sable gets here in the next couple of chapters.*
- Summary -*
10 years after the bite, and he was reunited with the symbiote. He was separated from MJ, but he'd found another woman to lean on. With his newfound strength, he was ruthless; unstoppable even. It was too perfect to last when an old foe crept back, back and better than ever. All was not as it seemed with our hero. He was back in black, but not for long. -SpiderCat/SpiderSable-MA*
Tangled Webs We Weave*
A few weeks had passed since Taskmaster's death, three to be exact, and Wade had healed up cell by cell, and had left the area to collect the money from the bounty. Yes, Felicia is a spy, not that Peter knows, anyway. Still, police are on high alert for either one of them. Other super-villains injected with a different serum each time greatly had their powers amplified, and had attempted to assassinate SpiderMan, and, although there were a few close calls, Peter managed to defeat them all, sending them all to the Raft if he didn't accidentally kill them while trying to interrogate them. A super-charged Electro, he killed accidentally. So did he a heavy-weighted Ox. A few others, too. Just a few. He sent the majority to the Raft. A more beastial, animalistic Kraven, an aqua-boosted Hydro-man, a blistering Molten-Man. Lots more to join them. And, eventually, Peter did go back to the Daily Bugle, not officially for a job, but just selling a few photos for more cash than he expected. Right now, he's just finished watching at the movies with his 'girlfriend.'
- Times Square - 11:56PM -
Peter pulls away from a quick kiss outside the movie theatre, with Felicia reluctantly but efficiently keeping up the act.
"Jesus, Felicia… So many villains in a matter of weeks, and we still don't have any answers," Peter stated, putting his forehead on hers.
"Don't worry, Peter. You'll soon find out," She replied, closing her eyes and slowly pulling her head away. She continued, "Tonight was great, Pete. But we should sleep now."
"Ok, Felicia. It is pretty late, I guess," he breathed out then yawned. "Yeah… we should sleep."
- Peter's Apartment - Next Morning - 03:27AM -
Felicia looked over to the man in the bed who was sleeping next to her, and cringed at herself, remembering how he could make her blush that same night that started it all. She remembered back to the reason this all started, and what fuelled her hatred towards him. Her jaw clenched up and her face muscles tensed up just thinking about it. She closed her eyes and exhaled through her nose, and slipped out of his arm and stealthily got out of bed, not waking up Peter. She slipped out of her pyjamas, now only wearing her bra and panties, and she silently got into her cat suit, zipping it up all the way to protect herself from the cold air rushing in the outdoors, and no part of her body was exposed. Her suit fit her a little tightly, her rarely ever zipping it up all the way, but her curves were outlined in creases and were dimly highlighted in white from the filtered moonlight coming in through the blinds. She slipped into her black high-heels, and then finally slipped on her clawed gloves, stretching them back all the way until it fit perfectly with the rest of her tight, black leather cat suit. She collected her equipment and sneaked past her 'boyfriend,' exiting the suite by slowly and carefully escaping through a window from another room in the apartment, then carefully closing the window as she left.
She felt the cold air of the night brush against her, and she shivered a little as she perched atop the building.
"If I could, Peter, I'd kill you myself. Right there, in that room," Felicia spoke, as her voice began to break upon thinking back to her memory. "But no! Your spider-sense just ruins everything…"
Felicia wiped her wet eyes with her arm, then flipped off the top of the building and used a grappling gun to traverse from building to building as she parkoured, although not as agile as much as Peter's extent. She stopped at the entrance to the underground subway, camoflauged in the shadows avoiding the headlights people walking past her. She scoffed as she did so, then looked down. "You're even acting as if nothing ever happened, Parker!"
She used the shadows to avoid any attention as she slipped into the entrance to the subway. She moved quickly and she stuck to the ceiling with her upgraded claws, and then dropped down to a station still under construction. She walked and dropped to where the tracks where being developed, and she turned to her right to a seemingly blank wall. She walked up to it and with the claw on her index finger, she traced the outline of a square panel, and it opened to expose a numbered keypad. She entered a pass code: '371966'. As she finished, the walls shifted and it opened to expose a dark tunnel, in which she entered, then re-closed it from the other side.
- Peter's Apartment - 04:32AM -
Peter was still in bed, and his fists clenched the part of the bed where Felicia was supposed to be sleeping, and he subconsciously felt that there was not one body lying next to him. He subconsciously rolled over to make sure, and he jolted awake with a loud 'Thud' as he hit the ground, taking the white bed sheets with him. He was clustered up behind the sheets on the ground and he groaned and rubbed his head as he sat up. The sudden jolt and impact also caused Black to wake itself up and alert itself from its own kind of sleep, and the alien was now fully conscious with Pete.
"Felish?" he asked, waiting for a response. He inquired once more, but still he got no response. He looked around, and found nothing. He sighed and decided it was enough.
"Dammit, Hardy. Sneaking out again, huh? This is the last time I catch you," he spoke. By the time he stood up, he was already in his black suit, minus the mask. He zipped himself out of the window, and the symbiote snaked over his face, and he was finally in his full black suit, and he swung from a web on the same building, and swerved around to the other end of it.
He used his momentum to swing high, and then he released his webbing and corkscrewed mid-air and landed cleanly on the side of another, higher building and perched on the wall, having a large enough view of his city.
- Subway Lair - 05:05AM -
"Look, I'm not doing this anymore! This has gone on long enough!" Felicia exclaimed to her employer. "Is it ready yet?"
He walked over to Felicia, then said, "It's closer than you think, miss Hardy… but if you want to stop this facade, fine. But you'll just reduce your chance of revenge. It's not like it'll affect me, anyway."
Felicia rolled her eyes then scoffed. "Always on the lookout for yourself, aren't you?"
The mysterious villain glared sharply into her in the eyes, sending piercing, invisible waves of intimidation into her soul. Felicia got a little nervous, until she finally spoke.
"Sorry…" she mumbled, exhaling and tensing up her face. "I can't take it anymore! I hate him, you have no idea what he's done! I'm leaving him, screw the damn facade!"
The figure glared at her from his work station, putting his hands together and interlocking his fingers as he put his thumbs together. He thought for a while, then finally spoke with a sly smirk, "Fine. But don't blame me if it doesn't work out for you in the long run."
Without breaking the tension, she turned around as she thought negative thoughts about Peter. "Oh, it'll work out," she spoke, grabbing new, upgraded equipment from the RD wing and exiting the lair.
The mystery villain turned his attention to his hired scientists and goons, and he began conversation with the scientists on development of serums… and his special weapon to use against his arch nemesis.
The head scientist spoke up, "Sir, the drug should take no longer than a few days to complete."
"Well, get on with it, then," the figure spoke, smirking and turning his attention to his own deadly projects.
- Rooftops - 05:14AM -
Felicia was in her catsuit and was on her way back to the apartment to finally, and violently, confront Peter, using the rooftops to traverse. On the other hand, Peter Parker stayed high in the air, using his momentum to tunnel through holes and parkour off the sides of tall buildings, in search for her. After a while longer of searching, he gave up and headed back for the apartment, but on his way back, he found who he was looking for.
Felicia walked on the base of a rooftop, and broke into a sprint to dive off the building. Before she had a chance to, however, she tripped over and hit the ground face first upon feeling her right foot stuck to something. She groaned and looked back at it to see it flowered with black webbing, attatching it to the ground.
"Great," she said under her breath.
"Sorry about that, Felicia, but that's the last time you're sneaking out on me," Peter spoke, hanging upside down as he rapelled down from his web on a ledge, then dropped in front of Felicia as she stood up and clawed off the webbing with upgraded claws. They were triangular, metal blades, silver in colour with a lethal tip.
"Upgrade?" Peter said, as he casually approached her.
She smirked at him and slyly walked up to him and pressed her body firmly against his, and she wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Yeah. Because you deserve the best," she whispered, as her retractable claws slowly extended behind Peter's back.
"Felicia, that's nice, but you mind telling me what's been going on?" Peter asked, pulling her closer and firmer to him.
Peter felt a sharp sensation in his head, and he instinctively reacted, releasing Felicia and flipping over her head to avoid danger. As he did so, Felicia missed a clawed jab she set for his spine. Instantly, she whipped around and lunged at Peter, who dodged casually and easily to the side, turning to face her.
"What the hell are you doing?!" Peter asked, getting in a defensive stance.
"Vengeance, Parker!" She yelled, squaring up.
"What do you mean 'vengeance'?" Peter asked, circling her cautiously, rage and negative emotions building up inside of him, as well as confusion.
"You know very well what I mean!" she said mid-air as she pounced at Peter with her claws out with her arms beside her.
At the last second, Peter caught her mid-air by the front of her leather suit and flipped her over his head, pinning her to the ground stomach-down with his arm bent over the top of her back, with his knee resting on the very bottom of her spine. As he did so, he fidgeted about as she struggled, changing his position to gain better control over her.
"Dammit, Felicia! What are you talking about!?" Peter yelled, feeling the symbiote get to him… The feeling was similar, but distant. Like smelling something you've smelled before but not remembering where it came from, or remembering a lyric to a song but not remembering the name to it.
"Cut the shit, Parker!" She spoke frantically from beneath him, her struggle halting as she lost her energy.
Peter's rage and annoyance built up, and his eyes widened in realisation and he suddenly stopped himself from violently lashing out, although his emotions remained. "What the hell are you on about?!"
Felicia sighed, speaking, "Do you seriously not remember?!"
Peter grew impatient, and with the symbiote's haunting, creeping influence, he didn't hold back when he violently buried his fist next to her head, spraying dust and causing a crater in the damaged concrete roof. "Just talk!" He yelled.
Felicia flinched and hesitated, but she finally began to speak as Peter realised what he has just done and slowly released her.
"If you're wondering, Parker, I wasn't even here for Tombstone in the first place," she angrily spoke, keeping her composure as she stood up. "And, for the record," she continued, "I hate you. There's nothing between us… not anymore, at least."
Peter's mind raced with thoughts and confusion, and he was out of sync with the world for a couple of seconds before he regained focus. "W… what?! What are you on about?!" he growled, his impatience building up and getting to his head.
Felicia's face tensed, "You really don't remember, do you?"
Peter felt the similar sensation with the symbiote, as negativity built up in him. "JUST SPIT IT OUT!" Peter yelled, as his words echoed through the night, as people in the building stirred from the commotion, as well as people on the streets looking up to find nothing.
Felicia flinched a little, but finally began to reveal to Peter.
I know this chapter is shorter than usual, so I apologise. But, what I'd like to say to each and every one of you reading this right now is thank you! Thanks for 100 followers, it is much appreciated and I mean what I say!* * Especially those of you who've been here since the beginning, so thanks to nataku2709, Akira Hayama and SuNzZ, and thanks to newer readers as well, like pitbull4567, bradamight and megatronus89. To be honest, I doubt I'd be continuing this if it wasn't for you guys/gals* * . I sincerely hope you all will stick around until the end. Once again, thanks for 100, and I love you all! Until the next chapter*
End of Chapter 7.