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Zayne was a masked hero to the city of Linkon, overseeing everything that goes around, a vigilante by the news and a welcomed ally in the fight against the Wanderers. He found himself with powers after a late night at the Akso Hospital, a spider had crawled onto his hand, biting it, and irritating the skin like any other bite. He did not think anything of it, swatting it away, continuing his work. Deep into the night, is when he found out something other than his ice Evol had sprouted inside of him—powers similar to a spider. His skin could stick to any surface, strength beyond human capability, silk that could launch from his wrist. It was incredible that a single bite could give him such unusual biological change in his DNA. This could be something he could control, something that would not trap him into an endless slumber, tied down by his own self. He found his new powers, a breath of fresh air.
Scouting out the city from the roof—the tallest one in Linkon—sitting along the edge. He made his suit from flexible, durable fibers that could handle the cold of his Evol, the stickiness of his skin, and little openings on his wrists so he could easily swing across the building with ease. He enjoyed the dark blue, which covered the majority of his suit. Around his neck, hands, thighs had small silver pointed ornaments that protected those regions. It was similar to thorns around the neck of a flower, warning those to not dare come near if hostile. Mixed in with the dark blue was a grayish white that perfectly balanced light and dark on his suit. The sockets on his eyes were sharp, taking into consideration his own, making his sight even better than it was. He was not the most attentive to his attire, wearing coats or formal casual clothing, it felt a little odd not wearing clothing under the suit other than his boxers.
His eyes land on a woman sprinting with a man near her shoulder. Any movement she made, the man would hesitantly flinch, as if he was anticipating her to charge in without much of a plan. He squinted his eyes, instantly recognizing who the woman was, and smiled under the mask at his girlfriend at work. She’s at work. He tilted his head, his sockets softening at the sight, but he felt his senses shout at him as a Wanderer spawned in front of the duo. The beast roared, breaking glass from the stores, screams of civilians as they run away from the danger. The man summoned his sword from the light of his Evol, slicing at the Wanderer. His girlfriend took out his dual pistols, shooting from afar, keeping a distance as she flipped and dodged at each attack. He felt a stronger alert hit the back of his mind; he saw more Wanderer being drawn to the Metaflux. He dived down, reaching out his arm towards a building, shooting out his web. He maneuvered his body, taking the energy of motion, jerking his legs so he would not hurt himself in his free fall, landing right next to the low-level Wanderer, taking them out with his ice.
Once he froze them, he’d use the momentum of his webs, launching himself into them, killing them, the ice shards gathering along the floor. The tingles came from behind him, he flipped over the Wanderer that failed his attack. He shot his webs on either side of the creature, slamming his legs into the back of it, killing it in one crunch. He took the body of it, swinging it around with his web, launching it at the last low-level Wanderer. He turned his head seeing the S-level Wanderer giving the hunters a hard time. He used his ice to cover the floor, the ice growing onto the legs of the Wanderer, halting its movement for the time being. He swung himself over to the hunters, standing in front of them. He felt the gaze from both of them, but this was not time to care about the warranted bewildered attention. He shot his webs on the ice, he jerked his hands into him, forcing the ice to shatter, causing the legs of the Wanderer to break off. The man with his girlfriend leaped into the air, sending his sword into the head of the Wanderer, while [Name] sent a powered shot into the chest, causing the Wanderer to cry out in pain, dying at the hands of all three of them.
“Amazing!” He heard [Name] exclaim in awe, running up to him. “You should join the agency rather than run around in tight spandex.” He was baffled by her choice of words. “Sorry. Thank you for the help. I appreciate it.”
The man from before stood by [Name]’s side, “Thank you.” Zayne knew this was [Name]’s assigned partner. His blonde hair and bunny-like face was blinding considering how powerful he was, just witnessing this one fight.
“You’re welcome.” He tried to distort his voice so she would not pick it up. He shot webs, the silk connecting to a building, he threw his body into the air, using the momentum to fly with the wind as he swung back to the hospital.
He changed into his doctor’s attire, having left one of his office windows open to crawl through. He sat in his chair, checking everything in his computer, making sure everything was up to date with patients. He felt the vibration of his phone, reading the text from [Name].
I met the little spider man that keeps running around the city! He’s really something, you know? Came in, helped us out, kicked those Wanderers ass! He reminded me so much of you, but of course, you could never, considering you’re cooped up in that hospital of yours.
He shook his head at the silly message.
Do you underestimate me? It’s a shame my girlfriend has no faith in my abilities to fight.
She instantly replied.
Hey! I never said that! What’s with you and turning my words against you?!
He chuckled.
Mhm. What do you want for dinner tonight?
She replied, calming down from his teasing.
[Whatever food you want that is takeout]
[He sent an emoji of a snowman nodding]
The dinner with the calming light shining through the windows, a movie playing on the tv in the living room as the two enjoy themselves, talking about the show or even loving the comfortable silence as they munched onto the food. The movie was randomly picked from an assortment of low-quality comedies that a person would only enjoy due to how cringy, corny, or cliche it was. Zayne would never admit to his liking of this innocent tradition she started, but regardless of that, he was always ready to engage with her and the movie with good food.
But the day was quickly ending, cleaning the dishes, Zayne felt [Name]’s arms around him. He saw her head peek over his shoulder, and he gave a quick kiss to her to his lips.
“I love you, [Nickname].”
“Love you, too, Zayne.” She blushed, not expecting a kiss.
He knew that his secret wouldn’t be kept for long, but it was nice to know that he could help her out and the city without having to take himself away from the hospital—well only for a little bit, but he trust his staff to handle the most of what they could. He does not know how far he could go playing a hero in a city filled with so many, but in the end, he was an ice-cold spider protecting the love of his life. He does not want her to perish at the hands of something he could prevent. He was given these powers, whether my accident or not, he shall do good with them just like her. Protecting the people of Linton from any danger, even if the danger ended up being the people themselves. Helping her, keeping an eye on her, so she does not die the deaths of past lives. She was ticking away, and he was here to ensure the clock would not run out.