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Spidey cursed as he webbed the Anch to his back, getting covered by his teammates and Blade while doing so. But as Dracula walked straight towards him, going on and on about how the Anch is rightfully his.
Man did this man ever stop monologuing? Under his mask he moved his lips silently to mock the Vampire king, rolling his eyes for even more dramatics.
"King of the Blah Blah Blah is more like it. Let's get fighting or get you some bronzer." he lifted his hands, forming finger guns with them, pointing them at the very grayish looking dude. Peter really tried to keep his nerves at bay with those very stupid jokes.
"You child. Blade has led you to your doom, your team is severely out of its league." the deep voice of Dracula rang out in the secret museum meeting room, pointing his sharp fingernail directly at Peter's heart, who gulped down the panic clawing at his throat.
Without thinking, like in most of his fights, he opened his mouth and spoke with a confidence that he doesn't feel at the moment, "Wait, we're out of the Shield softball league? But we had a game next Tuesday." he whined at the end of his sentence, making up for a flawed cover as he leaned in on himself more and more to hide is webbing process.
He felt the eyes of his fellow teammates on him, burning through his suit with their disbelief. "Hello? Terrifying bad guy here. Not really time for jokes. " Ava spoke up first, gesturing widly at Dracula, the yellow lenses of her suit widening in fear as she glazed at the vampire.
Then Sam just had to add his brain fart of a scent to the conversation, Peter thinks, slighltly shaking his head and rolling his eyes with far more fondness than dislike.
"It finally happened, he snapped with fear." Nova sighed dramatically, shaking his head slowly, while looking at his palms in mock concern, as to sympathize that Pete has really gone mad. They both were terrifed out of their minds, but teenagers had weird ways to cope in stressfull situations.
He tried really hard to suppress the giggles at Sam's antics, and nearly failing as he saw Blade disaproving glances. So as soon as he finished webbing up a baseball he yelled; "Seriously, I'm really a good pitcher. Check out my fastball." and chucked the Web-ball right at Drac's head. Only he didn't calculate for the old man to just hold out his left arm and catch it with his palm.
"Pathetic." he sneered as he let the Web-Ball combust with his grip on it. Slighly annoyed at that out turn he shot a web from his wrist to swing towards the undead man.
"Okay, maybe I do talk too much." he mumbled under his breath, a few curse words runnimg through his head, laying on the tip of his tounge. With his feet he collided hard with Dracula's chest, shoving him towards Power Man, only for the Count to dissolve into black smoke while Luke tried to hit him with his fists.
The black smoke floated through the air towards the blade. forming to a person again, starting at the feet and traveling up to the head, until everything looked exactly the same as before Peter jumped at him.
"Are we finished here?" Dracula asked, his voice booming from the walls. His voice was deep and unsetteling, making Spider-Man shiver under the heavyness of the tone that voice carried. The red eyes of the count bore itself into the skin of Blade, challenging him to fight him.
"Not by a long shot." the black man yelled out, swinging his short sword at the Vampire Kings abdomen. Only for it to be blocked by the Kings sword at the last possible chance. Peter knew he was playing with them. Dracula had nothing to be scared of, he was undead and therefore unkillable.
The King swated his left arm at Blade, hurling him into a T-Rex Skeleton. With a groan the older man fell to the ground, while the skeleton clattered to the ground all around him. His sword out of reach for him.
Again, the Count became ash to travel faster towards the unconscious man. Heaving his sword over his head to deliver the final strike. But Nova saw and acted out on pure instinct. Shooting a sunbeam out of his palms, flying out of the secrect room, more blasts to the counts back followed. His friends were right behind him, he just knew without looking over his shouder.
"Nova, instant sunburn." he heard Spidey yell, hanging upside down from the ceiling. Both their eyes, Spidey and Count Undeads, were on him as he lifted himself higher into the air. A dumb Comment left his lips before he concentrated on his power. "Feel the heat, drac."
The heat of a sun traveled through his veins, making him scream in pure agony. Hoping he didn't blind the others. And as soon as he chaught the glimpse of black dust raining to the ground, he let up. Only in the corner of his eye he saw Spidey swinging towards Blade, whos lying on the ground in the center of the room.
He landed next to the fallen skeleton, near his teammates, hands on his knees. But still a smirk on his lips as he let his confidence flow over. "Oh yeah, two in one night. Good looking and vampire wrecking i a-" but more he couldn't say, because a strong hand threw him into a glass display.
Groaning he put a hand to his head, looking up and seeing Dracula standing right above him. "Fools, you think i was not warned of your weak abilities by my shadow minions? There is nothing that-" his creppy voice echoed through the museum, while Nova rolled his eyes again. Talking more than Spidey was nearly impossible but he still could do it.
Luke must have thought the same as Sam, because he ran towards the vampire, yelling at him. "Sweet Christmas, did you talk this much when you were alive?"
Punching his face, while Danny kicked at the back of his head. Again, that coward, dissolved into ash and rebuild behind Danny to strike at him. But White Tiger was already there, slicing at him with her claws, calling out a, "You know you should floss more."
As she was met with silence of her two teammates she turned her upper body slightly towards them and looked at them, almost like she was embarrassed. "What? I am trying smack talk." She ignored the suprised looks the two boys throw at eachother, looking at the Vampire, who summoned his sword to his hand.
"Enough!" he bellows, the power behind the word making them go stiff and cramp up for the barest second before he barreled towards them, a crazy look in his eyes.
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Meanwhile Spider-Man tired to wake up Blade from his unconsciousness, shaking his shoulder, hitting his back hand against his cheek. Nothing worked and Spidey heaved a heavy sigh befor he stood from his crouch and aimed his wrist to shoot his electro webs at the mans chest.
"Blade, wake up. This is your party and you got us doing all the heavy lifting. I was gonna use this as my trick if you weren't gonna give us any treats." he joked around a bit as he let the shock wander through Blades body, letting it work its magic.
With a groan the man opened his eyes and got to his feet. ripping the webs from his shirt, deadpanning at Spider-Man, "Did you seriously just do that?"
Spidey began stuttering, still having a bit of fear left for the man. "Uh, nope. but in other news Dracula."
They saw how his three teammates were trying to fight back, attacking and jumping around. Luke had him in a lock but lost it as soon as he had it.
All three of them were thrown around, Nova was still out. Blade stormed off after the Vampire, getting thrown through another wall, while Spidey helped up his friends.
Telling them to stay right were they are so he could get Nova up and running again. The other three hid behind the rubble of the destroyed wall and watched the fight between Dracula and Blade. Waiting for their leader and vice leader to come back to them.
"How many times will we do this dance, Blade? The partners change but the song remains the same." the Vampire said, there was mockery and derision in his voice.
Blade threw his spinning Blade at the Vampire, but he dissolved before it could hit him. He reappears on the UV Lights, opening his mouth to speak in the same mocking tone to Blade. "I am the undying lord of the night. And you are a mistake."
Again the spinning blade cut through the air, landing in the palm of the man. He spun his body again, throwing his blade. But this time behind the King stood Spider-Man yelling; "Hey wait for us.", as the Blade almost hit him. But beside him Power Man clamped his hand over the Blade befor it could hit anybody.
"Close shave, thanks P.M.." he thanked the taller teen. A small smirk was visible on his lips as he took his arm down, knife still in his hand.
"Thank me in candy, if we survive this." he said with amusement in his voice. In that moment Spider-Man's spidey senses shrilled in alarm, screaming at him to move, letting him act on instinct alone as he pushed Luke out of the way and Dracula dragged him up into the air in the middle of the room.
He heard Nova and Tiger calling out to him, their voices tense and a bit scared. Blade cursed loudly as he ripped his blade out of Power Mans grip.
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Peter felt piercing pain in the crook of his neck, teeth tearing brutally through flesh and vessels, soaking his skin and suit with his own warm, metallic blood.
A scream ripped itself form his throat, as pure agony poured through his veins. A hot tingling coursed through his body, tears misting his view and falling from his eyes as he hung lifeless from Draculas arms, which held him firm from under his armpits.
Hearing his friends calling for him, just as the aching in his jaw began. Another yell of pure white hot pain falling from his lips.
Suddenly he heard a voice in his head, while his Spidey sense shrilled in alarm still. Slowly but surley the other voice drowned out his sense, telling him who his master was. Telling to let the rage consume him, to kill Blade and the others in the museum. To protect his master.
He opened his eyes, not remembering ever closing them, just as Dracula let him fall to the ground.
Landing on his feet and looking at the people in front of him, the anch heavy on his back. He had to protect the King and the Anch until the portal was open. He ripped the mask from his face, since it messed with his senses.
"Hey, spidey. Come on, stop that. You're scaring me a bit." the one with the ridiculous golden helmet said, taking a slow step towards him. Peter let out a low growl at that, letting his claws snap out.
The girl in the white custom made a confused sound as she saw that. "Hey, Spider. thats my thing." she complained also stepping closer to him, concern in her voice very audible. A hiss left his lips, loud and long.
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"That's not your friend anymore. He's not human anymore, he's a vampire under Draculas influence. Do not get closer to him." the older man told them, while Peters head snapped to the side, seeing a bulky teenager attacking him.
Another hiss left his mouth, as he let his hands slice at the boys face. Kicking the boy with the yellow mask across the room.
"Hey, buddy c'mon, chill out." the boy in black and gold told him as he blasted sun beams at him. Peter jumped out of the way sclicing and punching at the girl.
Sending her across the room aswell. A beam hit Peter into his back, making him lose the Anch. with rage in his eyes and attacks he jumped into the air, punching the boy into his abdomen and kicking at the back of his head before landing at the ground once again.
He webbed the anch up to his hand and ran towards his master, ignoing the shouting and groaning behind him. He jumped trough the portal, leaving the fight behind.