Crimson Storm : Winter Of Injustice

Chapter 11 : The Web of Foes

Crimson Storm made an effort to dodge Red Spider's deadly four deadly spider legs as they sailed past her head like a flurry of human fists.

The villainess's mandible fangs retracted as her blackened arachnid eyes burned with rage. "You think you're so fast Crimson Storm?"
"Then why don't you try to dodge this!"

She challenged as she pointed a finger at the hero.

Suddenly, a line of red webbing erupted from Red Spider's fingertip and shot towards Crimson Storm, as the hero made an effort to block her face.

Crimson Storm crossed her forearms to shield her face from the line of webbing, but it wasn't much help as the webbing wrapped around her forearms and forced them together in front of her.

Red Spider grinned wickedly as she pulled back on the webbing which was now clutched in her fist.

The sharp pull of the webbing attached to Crimson Storm took her off her feet and she hit the ground hard, as her chin tapped the concrete floor.

Crimson Storm grunted in pain as her body and chin hit the floor face down.

Red Spider then made her way to the hero, until she stood over the hero triumphantly.

"If i were you Crimson Storm, i wouldn't bother getting up."

She said smugly as a grin spread across her face.

Crimson Storm glared up at Red Spider as she ripped the webbing, by pulling her forearms apart with her superhuman strength and slowly started to get up.

But then a Irish accented voice cried out, echoing above from the rafters.

 "Look out below!"

And then a man fell feet first from above, diving towards Crimson Storm.

Crimson Storm looked up, as she tried to roll to her feet, but the man fell too quickly for her to escape as the man's feet connected into her lower back with a crushing blow.

Crimson Storm cried out as sharp pains rippled through her back and the attacker stepped off her back and moved closer for her to see him, revealing the sinister Irish bounty hunter, The Grenadier.

"Looks like you weren't expecting to see my ugly mug o'mine , eh Crimson Storm?"

He taunted.

Crimson Storm slowly got up, favoring her back as her healing factor kicked in erasing the pain.

"Go fuck yourself!"
She growled.

The Grenadier cackled.

"Ooh , cheeky lass aren't ya?"
He said.

Crimson Storm kept her glare on him, scowling under her mask.

"If you're here, then your sister isn't far behind."

She said.

"Aye!"

An Irish accented woman's voice said, from somewhere in the room.

But then the sound rattling of metal echoed through the warehouse as Crimson Storm looked up to see a bundle of metal rods fell from a shelf directly under her.

Crimson Storm quickly dodged as the rods clattered nosily against the concrete floor, as Electra-Magnus appeared levitating a few inches from the hero and touched down on the floor.

Crimson Storm glared at the three bounty hunters.

"Is there anyone else i should be expecting?"
She asked out loud.

It was silent for a moment, until the sound of a metal blade unsheathing and a strong muscled arm of a man wrapped around her throat from behind.

The attacker pulled back, forcing her to look at him.

"It's not ah party without o'l Bloodstream ain't it?"
A familiar Scottish accented voice murmured in her ear.

Crimson Storm struggled to escape, but the Scottsman used his other arm, which was now a metal blade housed by a mechanical arm.

Bloodstream pressed the blade to the hero's throat, making a small trickle of blood seep down her neck.

"A knife arm, that's new."

She managed to say.

Bloodstream then let out an enraged grumbling noise as he pulled her further back so that way they were face to face, but his blade arm still across the hero's throat.

"That's right lass, its all thanks to that fucking ice ninja ally of yours."
He said, cocking his head towards where Wynterflame was standing.

"Eat a dick, haggis breath!"
Wynterflame insulted, as he flipped the Scotsman with an extended middle finger.

Bloodstream laughed sadistically as he let Crimson Storm go, but his gaze was fierce and locked on her as she got to her feet.

Crimson Storm rubbed her throat as her healing factor sealed up the knife cut.

"Well lucky us, its a nemesis reunion!"
She quipped, as her allies gathered around her.

Once the four villains were grouped together, they collectively grinned wickedly.

"I wouldn't say you're that lucky heroes, its still four against four and we're much stronger that you."
Red Spider said, her eyes shining with madness.

"Wrong, bounty hunter scum!"

a voice exclaimed as pair of red eyes appeared in a dark corner closest to the villains, and the speaker stepped out of the shadows.

He had short blonde hair and he was dressed in a black long sleeved combat shirt and black pants and boots.

Crimson kept her eyes on the new combatant.

"Who are you?"

"You're not with them i suppose."

She asked, gesturing to the bounty hunters.

"No i despise criminals."

He said as he smiled, revealing vampire fangs.

Crimson Storm was suprised, but she wasn't afraid.

"Whoa, he's a vampire!"
She said out loud.

This discovery jogged the memories of the bounty hunters.

"Ah shite its him!"

The Grenadier shouted.

The vampire man grinned.

"You remembered, but do you remember my name?"

He said.

The Grenadier gulped as he spoke again.

"L-Lief Saint!"
He said, gripped with fear.

Leif laughed as he then stepped to join the heroes.

"Get ready Crimson Storm and friends, we're in for a battle!"

Leif said, trying his best to pump up his new allies.