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The string threaded as Martin rang into the circus trying to find Jon, he needed to find him the love of his life, he would be so lonely without him. Nobody cared about Jon's dispearance; it even seemed that they liked that he wasn't there. Angry rushed over him thinking about how nobody cared him over no one caring that his love had been missing for over a month that all but the mother of Puppets had cared about her spider's dispearance.
He hoped and hoped that he was still alive and after everything that he would ok. But, the outcome was worse then the spider could even managed. As, he threaded a plan together unknowing that horror he would have to face. After he figured out his he carefully walk into the theater and tried to be quiet as possible. When he got to a corner he quickly hid behind it and looked around to see if anyone was around. Then, he saw the love of his stand there back to him. He forgot to be stealth, his webling husband was alright! He ran up to him and hugged Jon and said "I missed you so much my darling husband, I am glad you're ok"
Jon turned to him, then I knew something was very wrong. That once warm green eyes he knew and loved were now cold black eyes that were doll like eyes. Then there were the "Who the fuck are you. you're not my Jon, why do you exactly look like him?!!" "What do you mean, I am your Jon, now you should go back home dear." "No! You are not him, you don't have his green eyes and he doesn't have those scar on his neck, what the fuck have you done" Martin voice had so much venom in his voice that it was enough to kill someone in seconds.
"Well, if we are going that way then, yes I am not Jon whatever his last name is. His skin is perfect for the ritual of the stranger; so I killed him as he screamed for me to stop to let him see his husband one last time. You must be his husband, trying to see him one last time; well now that you have seen him one last time before you do anything you or I will regret you should leave" Hot tears fell down Martin’s face as he process what was just said.
The love of his life was dead and he nothing he could do to save him. He was dead and if was all her fault. All her fault kept playing in my head over and over again. She needed to play for what she did, if I can't have my darling husband then, she doesn't deserve her life. "You're going pay for this, nobody mess with the Mother of Puppets children and gets away for it." "What you think that it cares about it's children you are very wrong and their is nothing you or the entity you are the servant of can do"
"How dare she think that mother can't do anything to her, he would prove her wrong no matter what he would plan her demise and make sure she suffer at the hands of the web," he thought so he put on a fake smile and replied with "ok Nikola you win, I will go back home and you enjoy your ritual, just now that the web always finds away to win." As he walks out of the circus He hears Nikola laughs because she doubts the webs power and how good of manipulators they are. He knew that the stranger's ritual would not work. One of web avatar of the pair might be dead but the other is alive and going to be Revengeful as possible for one who can't be.
As he left, he cried on his way back home, his and Jon's home. He wanted him back but couldn't right now; he would wait until the revenge was done, so he let a few tears passes as he calmed down he decided to that he should talk to Annabelle Cane. Another spider that would be more then willing to help him take his revenge out on the stranger for hurting another of the puppets's children. So, he took out his phone and text her.
Annabelle Cane
Hello Annabelle I need help with something could we meet up at your house?
Then in seconds his phone made a ping noise as she replied.
Hello Martin and sure I have no plans tomorrow. What is the plan about anyways?
It's a mystery and I don't want any eyes knowing about the plan, so you got to wait until tomorrow to know.
Your so paranoid about an eye avatar knowing anything, but alright I will wait until tomorrow to know. Maybe you should bring Jon over to talk as well, he will be lovely to mess with.
The tears that Martin was holding back were trying to come back and he wouldn't let them, he would not let Nikola and the stranger win. I typed and typed to try to explain to her with little words that I didn't want to say that he was dead and never coming back; when I finally came up with explanation with so little words I said
Jon can't come today and he is never coming back
What do you mean he not coming back? What's happened did you guys get a divorce or.. did something else happen?
I will explain tomorrow just know that he isn't coming tomorrow alright, also what time do you want to meet?
Ok, we can meet tomorrow at noon, if that sounds good?
That sounds good, talk to you tomorrow
Talk to you tomorrow
I walk to my bedroom and put my phone on the charger and place on the bed side table and lay in bed, trying not to think about how this is the bed we used to share, "revenge now cry about it later" I keep repeating to myself as I slow let sleep take me.
When I woke up it was 11:20am so I got up, get dressed and when went to Hilltop Hill I got out of the car and carefully knocked on the door. As I hear that Annabelle heels towards the door and she slowly opens the door. "Oh hello, Martin please come inside, so we can talk" she says as she walks to the living room. Martin followed her into living room and sat on one of the couch as she also sat. "So we probably should talk about what you said about Jon, what do you mean, he is not coming back?" She asked gently.
Martin sighed, he had to prepare for this conversation so he took a deep breath and said "Jon, got captured by one of the stranger's avatar named Nikola Orsinov. When I find him he was skinned by Nikola and he was being worn by her by her" as he finished that was full of rage and hatred toward that mannequin that took his husband away from him that he wanted revenge. But Annabelle could tell his by the tone in his voice and body language that he wanted her help and she would help him bring hell to this mannequin that killed her friend.
"What should we do, to get our revenge?" He asks. "I have an idea to make her suffer, what If we spin her into a web and force her to be a puppet on her show like she forced Jon to become her puppet."she replies with venom in her voice. "That sounds like like a good plan," so Annabelle and Martin planned who to enact their revenge. When they are ready they go back to where the circus is that Jon was kidnap and killed in. When Martin and Annabelle were seen by Nikola still wearing Jon's skin. She says in a sing song voice "oh you're back to see your dead husband again?"
Rage boiled up in Martin's heart, how dare she act like Jon was nothing but a doll to play with and to discard if he was nothing. Martin gave Annabelle a look saying do it now before I do something I will regret. She give nods and steps forward towards Nikola her face giving away not giving away what she was feeling, she spins a web on to what would be called Nikola's mouth so no one would hear her struggle."You have messed with The Mother and now it's your turn to be a puppet on the string sitting there helplessly, just begging to stop."
Annabelle and Martin both worked to together to build to web and strings to use to control Nikola. When it was ready, they puppetry Nikola she felt so much pain as she felt as she felt like her skin was peel piece by piece, she screamed. She was puppet in their show moving on pulley and hooks; she try to look up though the pain. She saw Martin and Annabelle looking down on her, smiling a cruel smile. Suddenly spider came out of their mouth and slowly crawled down the string that pulled her body. As they crawl on to her she screamed and tries to shake the growing amount of spider's off her body.
But, they have a too strong grip on her, the spiders crawl up to her mouth and crawling inside, she shakes in fear as trying to say no, but she can't; she chokes on the spider's in her throat. There is nothing she can do to stop the spiders crawling down the rest of her mannequin body as slowly the spider rip her body apart bit by bit. Her pieces fall to the ground as Martin tears run down his face that he been holding back as the just stare at the remains of Nikola Orsinov the women who killed his husband.