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That's what Spider-man looks like in costume, his casual clothing is still his classic comic counterpart (not the hoodie-modern version on the right)
I retconned a few things with Olivia Octavius now recommending Peter’s internships instead of Stanley Whitefin, and Miles Warren’s hair color is brown.
I basically rewrote the section when Peter first entered his internship.
And new Biography information in Chapter 2 about his spider-sense.
1/16/22: New interaction between Peter & Filia.
“Are you sure about this?”
“Of course! It’s my early Halloween treat.”
Two men were riding in their limo, one is a long-haired blonde in a white suit & black dress shirt underneath with a pair of red pants. The other man is noir haired, wearing a white shirt with symbols, & a shoulder strap over his torso. Lastly, His iconic wolf hood hangs at the back of his head.
They stopped in front of the building with a printed sign board: “Local Meridian Research Lab”.
“You want me to go to a building full of nerds?” Beowulf questioned.
“Yes! Nerds tend to invent things and make them like they are using magic! Said magic will enhance you!”
Resuming their walk, they are welcomed with numerous science wiz things & nerds operating them. Walking around more, an old human scientist with brown colored hair & mustache came by to greet them.
“Professor Miles Warren. You must be Zane that volunteered for our mini project but,” Warren paused for a second as he observes the two men, “you and your friend here don’t look like any feral that I’ve seen?”.
“Yes, I am Zane and my friend here is the famous Beowulf!”
“Beowulf baby! Awoooo!”
“So, enthusiastic! ” Miles mockingly praised, “but I requested for a feral. Not some cosplayer.” He calmly complained.
“Ouch. For your info, I am a quarter wolf.” he pulled his head up in mock offense.
Two of the younger scientists came by. First is a jacked blond wearing a white coat over a black tee, & a long noir-haired, chin puffed elf wearing a completely buttoned lab coat.
“What? Never seen a fit nerd before?” came from the Blonde.
“Oh! This is my assistant intern, Eddie Brock, and my partner; Michael Morbius.” Beowulf reached his hand out and shook their respective hands.
“What’s a jock like you hangin’ in a place like this? With those muscles, you could become a wrestler and fight beside me!”
“Nah. I’m restricted to nerd only, I need this for my scholarship in Canopolis College.” Brock stated calmly. While they were chatting, Morbius pulled Warren away from them to discuss some disclosed information;
“So, is this the guy we’re gonna test on? Not an actual feral?” nervously asked the noir elf.
“We’ll just improvise from what we have.”
“But we don’t know if it would work wi–!” before Morbius could finish he was pulled away by his partner to the professor’s office that was located at the right side of the entrance with glass windows covered with blinders inside the room & secluded from the rest. Then he slammed the gothic elf against the wall but not strong enough to make noise to alarm others.
“Michael, I know it is not what we planned but Zane is here is willing to pay us handsomely & the funds will keep this lab standing. Do you understand?”
“But we don’t know how it affects a feral, let alone a quarter.”
“That’s why we’re testing it on that buffoon and without the funds: you’ll be out of a job. Do. I. Make. Myself. Clear? ”
“Um- Of course…” Morbius looked down in defeat, knowing that he has to follow through.
“Good.” Pulling back his coworker away, he swings in to open the office door with a smile at his customers.
“Before the serum could be used, we need to conduct a physical examination so we can be sure you could handle it.”
“Alright! Let’s get it on!”
“Then follow Mister Morbius to the examination room.” Which the pro wrestler followed said Mister with Zane tailing behind.
*SLAM*
A loud slam opened a door to present the one & only Peter Parker being late to his internship with his sweat visibly dripping from his face.
Panting from exhaustion, the young man lifted his face to find himself confronting a disappointed Professor Warren, “ Peter… ”
“Sorry! I swear it will never happen again!”
“Professor Toomes may be nice but I am not as forgiving, so be ahead next time since this is my last warning .”
Responding with a, “Yes, Sir.” Parker’s lab boss turned around to resume work. With nothing better than standing, he shamefully wandered through the building to be greeted by his shark mentor.
“Don’t worry too much! He’s just a bit too strict with his profession but you’ll get used to it.”
‘I hope so.’
“While you were late,” the shark continued, “we had a visitor to volunteer on one of our biological enhancement serums in the biochemistry department, so you might hear a few scuffles but nothing too disturbing hehe...” he awkwardly laughed.
Peter ignored the laugh & went to their mechanic stations on the other side of the big room with mechanical doodads laying messil over the workbench. But what caught his attention is a robot arm pointing upwards in a high five position with its hands & fingers. Besides the station, is an open lid wooden box filled with more prosthetics limbs of arms & legs.
“Have you heard of prosthetics before, Peter?”
“I read a few of them in Popular Science (1); they were worn by disabled soldiers during the war..”
“Well, that arm is one of those prosthetics but the problem is the fact that many wearers complain about the weight of the metal, and its Brain-Signal-Receiver has a slow reaction time.”
“You’re telling me that we need to make a lighter material & upgrade its receiver?”
“Exactly! But we would only work on the brain signal because we can’t find a lighter material for the limb; I doubt even a young genius like you could somehow find a replacement.”
Stanley continued, “Anyways, I’ll instruct you on how to tweak one of them together, then we could upgrade the rest in the pile.” He pointed with his thumb at the pile in the wooden box.
Thus, both geniuses wore leather gloves in front of the station with Stanley tutoring the younger lad on how behind the tech work. Stanley removes the screws to then detach the limb vertically from the elbow to the wrist which revealed a spaghetti of multicolored wires.
“You see that rusted copper line?” Stanley pointed his screwdriver at the cyan wire with Peter nodding in understanding, “That’s where the brain signals will travel.” He then picked the wire & replaced it with a nearby copper wire that was much shinier that showed its pristine quality.
“That’s basically what we’ll do for the rest of the day, replace all of these limbs with better copper wire.”
“Understood, sir!”
Stanley handed well… another metal arm to Peter to be refurbished; Peter spinning his screwdriver with ease at the screws in a firm yet gentle care to the limbs with each being finished & passed to him.
“I bet this isn’t what you expected to be working here,” Stanley solemnly commented beside him, “I know grunt work is a bit disappointing & no salary but-”
“No!-ah I mean no but somewhat fair, I guess? I’m still grateful that I get to work with great people like you and fix these limbs for the unfortunate.”
“You know Peter,” snickered his superior, “you were pretty underwhelming at first sight even though Olivia recommended you because of your intellect.”
“I-I’m trying, sir.”
“That’s why you’ll need to stop slacking off next time,” Whitefin scolded, “if you want to stay here, you’ll have to start avoiding your tardiness.”
The secret vigilante ponders a bit from the words spoken by his mentor. Unbeknownst to the two males, there was a silhouette prowling behind the clueless Stanley & the alarmed Peter.
TINGLING
“Gotcha!”
“AAA!” girlishly screamed the shark while holding his chest, “Y-you coulda’ gave me a heart attack!”
“Hahaha!” curled female figure on the floor with joyous laughter, “For a shark, you screamed like a meek prey rather than an apex predator!”
With the couple playfully bickering like… well a married couple, Peter was watching with a smile on his face.
“You two are awfully close, huh?”
“Duh! We are soon to be married, with our wedding next year!” giggled the octopus lady while hugging her fiance, “Say… Our new intern didn’t even flinch from my scare?”
Before she could interrogate more, the glass front door gave way to find a nervous blonde girl who was fidgeting her head around the room in observation.
“I-is Eddie Brock here?” the girl nervously asked the trio.
“Who might you be?” Olivia tackled back.
The meek blonde stares at the ground in contemplation to reveal her name until she relented, “I-I’m his ex-girlfriend.”
“Ex-girlfriend? Now, now,” Stanley voiced his authority, “I may be married to my co-worker but unknown visits are not allowed.” Stanley sternly approaches her.
“I just need him! Please!”
“What’s all of this!?” popping out of the woodwork is none-other than an irritated Professor Warren, “immediately remove any troublemaker or–” before he could finish his statement, the professor was gobsmacked upon landing his pair of eyes at the visiting girl.
“Um…” Warren paused as he scanned her top to bottom, “who might you be, young lady?”
“Fi-Filia Medici, sir.” After uttering her name, the revelation stiffened the Dagonian Pair’s back.
Which prompted Whitefin to protest, “Miles, you seriously can not be taking this to consideration?”
“This is my lab, Stanley.” Miles reassures the concerned shark, “I make the calls.”
“So, you came here for your boyfriend?” Warren puts his hands on his knees sympathetically, “it must be traumatizing last night, so I’ll let you stay here for today while you hang out with one of our interns.”
“Is that okay with you?”
“Yes, sir.” she understandingly nodded.
Causing him to stand straight, “Well then, Olivia keep her company while you take over Stanley’s for the time being since I’ll need to discuss some private matters .”
“Oh...OH! Yes! Gotcha! Alright, sweetie , how would you like us, me and Peter to show you around what we are doing here.” As Octavius motioned her hands to scootch the children away.
While blonde lass is being occupied by the two lab coats, the other two professors moved to Miles Warren’s office with the office owner calmly pressing his own back against the wall in front of a VERY concerned & dismayed Stanley with sweat dripping beside his fin.
“Are you insane or deaf!?” Stanley now openly protested his stance quietly, “ You just heard her name! ”
“Calm yourself, Stanley.”
“Calm?! There’s a bleedin’ Medici in our lab, an actual blood-born Medici!” Stanley grappled his co-worker’s coat & led him to the blinders, ” She could be spying on us for all we know!”
Warren, on the other hand, reassuringly puts Stanley’s hands down, “Medicis may be scum & cunning but they will not just recklessly send one of their family members, when they could have their mobsters do it.”
“Yo-you may have a point.” Stanley quells his composure, “Ju-just keep an eye on her.”
“Here’s where Peter and my fiancee’s work table!” She pointed at a said table with a prosthetic arm & numerous tools on top.
She took hold of the last leftover arm to inspect it, “and it seems you have one more unfinished, Peter?”
“I’ll finish it, Ma’am!” Peter replied
“Good to know!” She clapped her hands, “I’ll just go grab this lil’ lady’s boyfriend at the biochemistry department if you don’t mind?”
“I’ll keep her occupied.”
“Great!” The octopus lady hurried back, leaving the two teenagers alone in front of the workshop.
After two seconds of silence, Filia broke the awkwardness, “So what kind of nerd stuff you got going here?”
“Oh, I’m currently fixing up this prosthetic from the war.” He presented the object as he shook it, “and Eddie is at Biochemistry doing experiments on a volunteer.”
“Can I go there?”
“I actually don’t know, best not to disturb them.”
“As if I’d listen to a wimp!” she puffed her chest as she pointed her nose high.
“I’m serious!” He raised his voice back, “Filia, please!”
“Did?!-did you just scream at me?!” the mock-princess to step back in surprise.
“Listen! I know we’ve been through a lot but you don’t see me starting drama.” Peter lowered his voice down
“That’s rich coming from the disappearing worm!”
(Yowch! She got me on that one.)
“I-I’m sorry, okay? How’re your parents?” quickly changing the subject
“Well…” She held her right elbow with the other hand as she looked away, “Dad’s in the hospital while mom is still watching over him.”
“Is he alright?”
“Yes, but the doctor over there told me and mom that he might have permanent scarring slicing across his eye.”
(Should’ve been faster!)
“Hey if anything happens, you still have friends to back you up.” he approached the discomforted girl as he reached out with his hand…
SMACK!
“Ow! Hey, what was that for?!” holding his reddened hand, reeling from the slap over his wrist.
“We are not at that level of friendship yet, Idiot!” She glares as she turns her stocking-wearing legs away from him, “so if you excuse me, ciao!”
“Wait! Don’t!” Realizing she’s already far gone, he slumped back to work, “Well crud.”
(She is really getting on my nerves! How the heck did Carol befriend her, to begin with?!) he frustratingly thought.
(Anyways, if I remember correctly: soldiers complained that the limbs have a slower reaction.) he pondered as he fiddled with the screwdriver in his hand, ‘Maybe I can modify it to be faster?’
“I told you she was a spy!”
“Alright! I’ll take care of this!” He hurriedly swung the door to warn her.
But he was too late since she pushed the double doors aways to behold a half-naked hairy man being pierced by a needle from the chin puff elf at the left side of his neck, with Eddie gripping the hairy man’s hand.
“Come on! You can handle a needle.”
“Ow, ow, ow!” After taking away the needle, he slapped his left neck, “Oh, that wasn’t so bad.”
“Told ya’ that you were just being a big baby.”
“Are you guys doing drugs?” the questioning young female voice came from a flushed blonde.
“Nope! That will be bad for my rep, right Zane?”
“Here’s the deal, Professor,” Completely ignoring the wrestler, Zane passes a suitcase to Miles Warren, “come on, Beowulf.”
“Wait! You’re the Famous Wrestler Beowulf!?” Filia’s eyes widened as she presented an orange notebook with black writing on the cover printed: Cerebella , “Can you sign at least this notebook for a friend?! She’s your biggest fan and I don’t want to let this opportunity waste.”
“Anything for my Wulfpack!” He swipes the notebook from her hand & pulls out a marker to sign his initials on the cover, underneath the owner’s printed name. After finishing signing, he gave back the stack of papers to the smiling blonde.
“She’ll freak when she sees this!” She exclaimed while she hugs it.
“Well, I’m off to reclaim my throne!” As he & his partner proceeded to the exit, he caught a glimpse of a chestnut haired nerd fiddling with an arm prosthetic.
“Hey, whatcha’ fiddling there?”
Said boy fiddling, scratching his head in embarrassment, “Just fixing up some old prosthetics from the war.”
“You want an autograph too, kid?” pulling out his marker in anticipation
“Oh! Yes, definitely!” leading to the wrestler signing at the forearm of the metal limb with delight.
“You’re welcome, kid.” presented his hand forward as Peter appropriately shook the wrestler’s hand but Beowulf felt a surprisingly powerful grip from the unassuming nerd.
“Whoa! Strong hand ya’ got there!”
Noticing his unusual strength, he quickly pulled out, “B-Because! Y’know!? Teenage boy stuff?”
“Hahahaha! Whatever you say Pup! I better get going now!” With an amused smile plastered to his face, the wolf themed wrestler hurried to the exit with his partner to a limo.
After a period of silence, Warren steps in authority to declare that, “Days off, interns. You may all leave.”
Many of the interns left behind the adult staff in their separate ways with others riding an already waiting bus or walking to the nearest train station, except a peculiar young man has a more unorthodox method of traveling.
Thwip!
“Woohoo!” The vigilante screamed as he gravitates downwards & utilized the momentum to sling forwards up high above the buildings under the moonlight with neon light flooding the beautiful city.
“Man, New Meridian really is beautiful!” Ironically perching on a bird statue’s head that was built on a lit archway while sitting next to an advertisement billboard of a blonde woman’s face next to a car, “Hey, I remember this from my first time swinging! It was pretty embarrassing face planting against that billboard.”
Looking over to the other side of the road: he found himself observing a golden fenced graveyard that had unusually tall tombstones that had some with crosses & pillars carrying angelic statues & a sword-wielding figure.
Tingle
Feeling the sensation, quickly made him jump over the golden fence & stick at the pillar, under the enraged angel statue. Twisting his head for any signs of danger to find nothing yet still feeling his danger-sense blaring in his head & goosebumps all over his skin.
Tingle
“Why the heck is my Spider-sense going crazy!” crawling around the pillar made his spider-sense somehow become stronger, “Is it somehow leading me somewhere?”
“I swear if it leads me to another bomb!” realizing his profound discovery of his spider-sense, he intended to follow to whatever it led to by shooting a web-line to one of the tall trees & started swinging towards the direction, “Who in their right mind would blow up a graveyard?!”
Thwip!
In the same graveyard, a certain clinical care team of ninjas had been searching to find a specific tombstone with Valentine & Hallow being paired up as they walk alone on the cobblestone pathway that lined up numerous gravestones.
“Hey,” Hallow started to avoid the unsettling silence, “you still upset?”
“Moved over,” Val answered dismissively, “he was already dead, it was just another of his self-aware bots.”
“Just checking in,” Hallow looked away in discomfort to find a more comfortable topic to discuss, “you still got the reactor?”
“Got it right here,” Confirming by pulling out the blue-glowing thick disc, “we just need to find the body and take it to base.”
Humming in agreement, they stop themselves in front of a tree that had a tombstone in front of it with a snake-like dragon sculpture perched on top of the stone structure.
Smiling underneath her mask, Val pulled out her radio, “Girls, we found her resting place.”
“Copy that,” Christmas answered through the radio.
Appearing behind instantaneously, Christmas still had her radio on her then pockets the device as she neared the gravestone to read the standing stone tablet.
“Yep, that’s her alright,” the redhead snaps her fingers, “Dig her up, Easter.”
The large woman went over the site & started scooping massive amounts of dirt with her oversized shovel. After ladling the dirt, she lifted out the wooden coffin that was buried under & gently placed the resting box beside the rectangular-shaped hole.
Lifting the wooden lid open to reveal a well-kept purple girl that had her head attached to a skeletal serpent similar to the sculpture.
Valentine pulled the girl over to find her hole behind her back & inserted the device inside her, “There, now let’s carry her in the coffin and bring her back to base.”
As she puts the large lid over the coffin, a familiar ‘Thwip, Thwip!’ was heard by the nurses & web splotches both of Val’s hands, sticking her in place, “What the Hell!?”
“Rigging bombs inside bodies now?” looking above to see none other than Spider-Man perching on a branch.
“Dammit!” Christman gritted her teeth, “Take him down, girls!”
“Here’s some acid to burn it off!” Hallow informed as she tosses a glass flask.
Following Christmas’s orders, Easter, Patty, & Hallow surrounded Spider-Man in a stance while the vigilante watched the nurses from the trees, “Sexy Ninja-Nurses?! Well, can’t say the same for you, sumo.”
Easter wrathfully growled, “Say that again and I’ll shove ya’ in this here grave!” As she grabbed the stone tablet & fling it towards the Webhead but expectedly dodged it by leaping over the group & landing behind them.
“Woah! You got some muscles behind all that lard, lady!”
“Ooooh he got ye good, Easter!” The Goat gloated.
“You’ll be joining him after we are done with this, Patty!”
“Wait!” He was perplexed as he raised his mask’s ‘eyebrow’, ”You seriously named yourselves after holidays?!”
“Yeah! And I’ll crack ya’ head open!”
Following a roar, she charged as an enraged woman bulled towards the red individual & Patty climbed on the top of her back. Fortunately for said ‘Red Individual, he sprung towards the pillar behind him that was carrying another angel & sticking to the stone surface.
“Guys- I mean Gals! Enough with the puns!”
But Patty predicted & appropriately tried to stab him with her IV Polearm as she leapt at him, which was dodged by Spider-Man, backflipping with him crawling all fours against the wall.
Spider-Man retaliated by shooting webs on her IV Pole & with Patty struggling to pull out.
Seeing her teammate’s weapon pinned, Hallow flinging her numerous syringes from her arms.
Spider-sensing the danger, the arachnid backflipped another time & lept beside the angel statue to distance himself.
“Guessing from your color scheme, you must be the spooky one?”
But Easter pounded the pillar so that shook the structure & cracks formed from the impact.
Seeing her attempt to lower the field, Spidey hid behind the angel statue as he sticks his feet on both wings.
When the pillar is tipped over, Spidey shoots web-line from a nearby tall tree & tugs to gain some air as he swings the statue beneath his feet & smashes it against Easter.
The impact dazed the hulking nurse to the ground as her Halloween-themed ally threw an orange-filled syringe, “That should wake you up while you recover!”
After recovering her teammate, she flung more syringes at the flat-lying arachnid.
But the arachnid formed the leftover wings under his feet to shield himself from the syringes as they stab through the stone.
Shooting twin web lines as he pulls himself on the air & kick-flings the wings with one at Patty & the other at Hallow
Hallow sidestep, while Patty jumps on her IV to dodge & crouch on her horizontally positioned Polearm
Seeing her teammate struggling, Hallow threw another vial of acid, “Pour it!”
“Thanks, lass!” she yelled in gratitude as she catches & pours the burning liquid on the white substance.
TINGLE
Sensing an incoming attack, Spidey rolled sideways from a Scalpel Katana digging through the ground and webbing it right after.
“Dammit, He’s slippery!” Christmas yells as she struggles to lift her blade.
“Whoa! Nurses shouldn’t perform surgeries without a doctor's supervision!?”
“Do you just like hearing yourself?”
“I joke around in stressful situations, especially if Sexy Ninja Nurses are trying to kill me & plant a bomb in a coffin.” He said as he prowled on the floor, “Now saying it out loud made me realize how crazy this situation is!”
(Wait? The Bomb! Can’t forget why I’m here!) He reminded himself.
(Need to check that coffin for the bomb!) Before he could flee, Valentine was immediately in front of him & she was holding what seems to be a small gas tank.
“This should daze you a bit.” she turned the valve which sprayed purple gas at spider-man.
PSSHHH!!!
“AAH!” Spidey held a hand on his head in dizziness as he was crouching, “What did you spray on me!?”
“Just a little something for your senses.” She sultrily quips as she front kicks under his chin.
WACK!
“Oof!” Rolling across the ground from the impact, Spidey shakily stood up on his feet, “Guessing from your sexy voice, you must be the Valentine of the group?”
After quipping he felt something stab him behind his arm! “Ow! What the!?”
Before he could react, a tombstone was thrown against him with rocks flying off from the impact.
“AH!” he screamed as he flew off & smashed against a tree. Gathering himself as he pulls the scalpel that stabbed him from the arm, (Why didn’t my spider-sense detect any of those?!)
While he was holding his wounded arm, he was staring at the bluehead nurse smiling behind her mask, “Hunting you this early isn’t what we planned but we had to improvise, as the saying goes: Killing two birds with one stone.”
The nurses grouped & approached him with sinister intentions but before they could operate on the poor arachnid, three yellow snakeheads sprung behind! With one biting Christmas’s scalpel-katana, Val’s bone saw, & Patty’s IV stick
With a powerful tug to pull the items away, leaving the women unarmed as they found their culprit to be some kind of lilac-skinned woman with two horns protruding on her head, introducing herself from the shadows.
“Hello, ladies~” Violet greeted with a sexy strut.
“What are you doing here? I Thought you retired, Violet.” Christmas frustratingly interrogated the veteran vigilante.
“Well, I was.” she proclaimed as she grasped her elongated pythons as they hissed in aggression, ”Until this young lad inspired why I started this whole gig.”
“And I don’t appreciate any of you hurting my pupil .”
“He attacked my girls first. Maybe you should discipline him before he does something reckless.”
“Oh don’t worry. The boy will be disciplined,” She smiled sinisterly as the Pazuzu Whip hissed, “after I discipline your girls.”
Violet immediately lashed out with her snakes aiming at their respective nurses but the medical maidens predicted the attack by rolling away.
But the heads redirected their lunge at Hallow and bit both her syringe covered bandaged forearm & pulled her instead!
“Ah! They got me!” She screams as she was being spun & smashed against her teammates being Val first, Christmas, then Patty.
“No! You’ll pay for that!” Easter cursed but the moment she raised her fists, she felt a tug on both her arms & looked back to see Spider-Man behind a tombstone wrapped in a web that was attached to the thread & pulling her!
“Here’s your tab!” He quipped as he kicked the stone tablet at her. With the combined force of pull from the web & the push of his kick, the stone propelled with great speeds & smashed her.
BOOM!!!
Dazing from the impact, the two vigilantes took the opportunity to double team her by Spidey shooting a web-line at Easter’s face & Vi whipping her snake around Easter’s neck and reeled in with a double air kick to the face!
“OOF!!!” The attack instantly knocked her cold to the ground.
"Tip included!", Spidey quipped then celebrated by punching in the air, "Woohoo! Maybe we should double team more, Dee-Violet!"
“Maybe sometime in the future, lil’ spider.”
But before things were over, the rest of the Last Hope came from behind & surrounded their large sister-in-arms in protection.
“We got what we came for! Retreat ladies!” Christmas commanded as Valentine threw down multiple pellets that burst into thick smokes.
“No! They’re getting away!” Spidey tried to web them but they only flew through the thick fog, “Dammit! At least they left behind the coffin.”
He wandered over the said coffin to find it completely devoid of anything, “What the heck! Did they take the corpse too?!”
“Calm down spider.” Violet comforted her younger duo as Spidey felt her hand grasping both shoulders, “leave the investigations to me, and it’s getting late now.”
“I-I guess so…” Peter said, being upset over the whole ordeal & webbing up his wounded arm & swinging away home.
With Deep Violet alone in the graveyard, she walked over to the open coffin & lighting skim the edges of the human-size box.
“What do they want from you, Sienna?” she pondered over as she looked towards the high tower of the Medicis.
“Alright girls, we got the body. Extraction point is just this way.”
The nurses were running along the sidewalk on the dark lonely streets of New Meridian with Patty, Hallow, & Valentine comically carrying Easter & Sienna on top of the large lady as Christmas led them the way.
“Why did the extraction point have to be sooo f-our away?!” Patty complained as her knees were shaking from the weight, “The l-ourge lass practically smushing me.”
“Hey! You’re not the only one carrying the load!” Val reminded back
“Oi just thought that Easter will be the one carryin, not the one being carried all of us three!”
“Quiet over there!” silenced by Christmas, “How is the target?”
“Well, sleepin beaut over there is havin the best rest of her undead loife on Easter’s fluffy structure.” Patty quipped over her analysis.
After finishing her sentence, the “sleeping beaut” started shuffling from her slumber & bringing up her head as she yawns in awakening with her eyes half-open.
“Le-Leviathan are you there?”
Chapping her undead lips, she dazedly observed her surroundings & looked down to find herself on top of an overweight lady.
“Who-who are you people!” She screamed in distress.
“Holy Trinity! She’s aloive!” the goat nurse exclaimed but unable to commit any action because she was one of the nurses carrying Easter.
Seeing her predicament, Squigly quickly hops off & ran away in the opposite direction.
“She’s escaping!” Hallow screamed from the back as she carries Easter as well.
“On it!” Patty quickly assured & sprints at the running undead.
Meanwhile said undead, Squigly kept on running as she grips her Theon on her neck & repeatedly slaps him in a panic
“Leviathan! Leviathan! You need to wake up, please!” Receiving no sound from her dangling partner, she spots a subway entrance leading downstairs, “I hope they still use trains in the future!”
Behind her is Patty sprinting without much of a hassle thanks to her feral endurance & slowly catching up with the singer.
“I am no criminal but I need to get away as fast as possible from here!” Squigly apologized as she vaults over the turnstile and ran past the ticket booth with a sleeping man in it.
To which he was awoken by her proclamation, “Wuh-what the!? Hey, you don’t have a ticket!”
“Sorry pal!” The ticket booth man looked to his right to see a stinking feral also vaulting over the turnstile.
“Hey, hey! Get back here you furry!”
Ignoring his angered cry, Patty kept with the chase & spots her purple-skinned target dashing inside a train that printed on its sides: “CITY OF NEW MERIDIAN”
Maybe Saint Patrick was against her since the doors were already closing in, “Noooo!”
With a firm shut, the metallic transport started riding away as Patty slammed to its door, but her unrelenting determination started bashing the windows in a futile attempt.
The man in the ticket booth, on the other hand, was struggling to open the booth’s door but when he unlocks it to find himself all alone in the dark station.
Meanwhile, in the train, a heaving huff & puff could be heard alone in the train with golden lights illuminating her & the rows of seats faced front as you look sideways to find a window depending on if you are seated left or right.
Feeling worn out, she took a seat to rest but the moment she felt some wiggling from here, she felt glad that her guardians had now awoken.
Leviathan, on the other hand, was adjusting his eyes as he also observes his surroundings, “Hmm, milady? Why are we in a train rather than your coffin?”
“Had to run away from strange nurses, Leviathan.” Squigly exhaustedly huffed.
“What! I apologize for not assisting you in a time of your need!” Leviathan quickly bowed his head in shame.
Yet his partner gently lifted his chin, “Do not shame yourself, Leviathan. We all need sleep for some time.”
“Then I will never repeat the same mistake milady!”
“I hope so.”
Looking over the window to sightsee her home city that had some changes with billboards advertising never before seen in her lifetime, & old structures like neon lights glowing the beautiful city & the revolting Medici Tower overlooking the surrounding area.
“Hmph, it seems that the Medicis still fester the fair city.” huffing in disgust.
“Indeed, Leviathan.” spotting right beside her is a newspaper belonging to The Daily Bugle, “Oh! How lucky!”
Before she could even read the words, a picture of blue & red-figure can be seen swinging as he carries a domino masked man with money being blown away from the back.
“Who is this gentleman?” Squigly inquired
“I wouldn’t call him gentle if you start reading the prints.” Leviathan corrected as he read along.
Reading the title first, it says: “Spider-Man: HERO OR MENACE?”
“Menace?” Squigly query the paper.
“Well it states; What has come to our fair city? Incidents like these should not happen with many freakshows popping from the woodwork & demolishing everything with a hard workday for? Many claim the greatest threat we ever faced was the Skullgirl but I will prove to you that the main fiend we should be alert is none other than…”
“Spider-Man…” Squigly steps in from Leviathan’s reading.
“...because unlike traditional threats like the skullgirls or the other nations, Spider-Man latches on to the minds of the younger generation with wild ideas such as vigilantism. For all, we know, that the masked vigilante could be a glory hog with the evidence of the attack at the Medicis-”
“The Medicis were attacked?!” Contiello exclaimed.
“Serves them.” Leviathan feeling some bit of sadism.
“... from the equally if not more dangerous fiend that is the Green Goblin working together. We may not have the evidence yet but the Spider-Man will receive true justice.”
Taking in all the information, Squigly could only look back at the cityscape with Leviathan gazing alongside her.
“What has come to New Meridian?” pressing the cold glass with her bony hand, ”Is the Daily Bugle even truthful?”
“Your first question is something I’m afraid I can not answer,” Leviathan states as he uses his tail to support his chin, ”but your last question is simply that the Bugle is a reliable news source.”
“How so?”
“Unlike the Seven-Year Midnight Scout which was filled to the brim with propaganda, The Daily Bugle constantly challenges the censorship of the Renoirs to the point that even your parents trusted the news source since they determinedly showed the ugly side of the war through loopholes and such.”
“Hmm, good to know- *yawn* ”
“It seems you're rather exhausted, best for you to rest.”
“ *yawn* , You’re right Leviathan.” with her dozing off to the side of the window.
With nothing better left to do, her Theon grabbed the newspaper & started reading without her.
Popular Science (1): Sci-fi magazines during the 1940s