Silk & Cologne | Miguel O'Hara

Chapter 23 - Truth

Warnings: PG for implied previous abuse/assault

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Earth - 423

Isabella struggled against the webbing and chains as she was left to waste away in the dungeon of the castle. One day a proper trial would be held where she would answer for her crimes, at the request of Princess Petra. Oh, how she loathed her and the other Spiders that ruined her plan.

She thought Petra was the only one. How could there be more like her? Potential scores of her?

She wanted revenge. On Petra for allowing that swarm to venture into their realm, on Lord O'Hara for staining his filth and presence here and finally on Lady Lisa for foiling her plans on getting rid of the Spider-Society's leader. She'd get her revenge one way or another.

Just as soon as she'd find a way out of this cell.

A magical portal suddenly opened and Isabella stopped struggling. Her eyes twinkled at the colours, and her pupils went wide when someone stepped through the other side. It was a tall man, lean muscular build, wearing a black suit.

There was this aura about him. Black like the night, dark as an abyss. She liked it.

"It appears we have a common enemy," the man spoke.

He brought out a strange device from his pocket. It fired a red beam of light and suddenly Isabella's chains at her wrists exploded and she was set free. The melted and shattered pieces of iron tumbled off the floor as she fell to her knees, her fingers easing their tired wrists.

His footsteps echoed along the cobblestone floor as he extended a hand towards her. "Perhaps we can help one another?"

"What would you give me if I helped you?" Isabella questioned the man, raising a skeptical brow in his direction as she slowly pulled herself to her feet.

His lips curled into a dark smile. "The head of Miguel O'Hara, and all of his spider pests. Including your dear Princess,"

Isabella smiled wickedly at the man, her eyes twinkling as a surge of delightful joy coursed through her. Metal footsteps could be heard from down the hall as the guards finally caught wind that something wasn't right.

"Hold it right there!"

"Do we have an alliance?" The man asked her.

Isabella took his hand, her cold fingers lacing against his warm hand. "Indeed, Lord–?"

"Osborne," Osborne brought his lips down to her knuckles, kissing her there gently before smiling again. "Harry Osborne,"

"Let's get started," Isabella's fangs poked through her lips as she laughed.

Harry pulled her through the portal and before the guards could get the cell gate open, the magical portal disappeared.

"Alert the Queen! The demon has escaped!"

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Earth - 928

Lisa's P.O.V.

When Gabriel said that I'd be standing there for a while, I thought it was an exaggeration. But I was wrong. I stood there to the point my leg muscles and calves were begging for a break. As Gabriel worked, I couldn't help but hold back my complaints as I marveled at his invention.

After the blue light had scanned my body, long robotic arms that resembled spider legs carefully and gently took my measurements, using tiny claws and needles to fortify and strengthen the spandex material of my suit. The crazy part was that I didn't feel any pain on my body from the needles as they worked. If anything, it felt like I was getting tiny, brief, massages here and there.