Lr stories part 1: Power royale

Chapter 33: Bug Trap Part 2

The forest loomed dark and ominous, the silence only broken by the occasional snap of twigs underfoot as William Dangerfield, Angelo Vasquez, and Kindliker Kluckson cautiously moved forward. They were hunting, but they were also being hunted. Delton Finches, with his web-spinning, wall-climbing abilities, had lured them into his trap. They knew it, and they knew they had to act fast if they were going to survive.

"And here we go, ladies and gentlemen!" Announcer 1's voice rang out, electrifying the air. "Our heroes are closing in on the spider's lair, but will they manage to avoid becoming his next meal?"

Announcer 2 chimed in, his tone more analytical. "Delton's web is both a physical and psychological weapon. It's not just about trapping his opponents—it's about wearing them down, breaking their spirits. William's metal manipulation might be the key to getting out of this alive, but will he think of it in time?"

William's mind raced as they closed in on the massive web that stretched between the trees like a sinister net. He could feel the tension in the air, the anticipation of a deadly encounter. His fingers itched to summon the metal that he could bend to his will, but he hesitated. Delton was out there, watching, waiting for them to make a mistake.

"Stay close," William whispered to Angelo and Kindliker, his eyes scanning the treetops. "Delton's around here somewhere. Don't let your guard down."

Angelo, in the form of a sleek black panther, nodded silently. His keen animal senses were on high alert, but even he was struggling to pinpoint Delton's exact location. Kindliker, meanwhile, was sweating bullets, his eyes darting nervously from side to side.

"I-I don't like this, man," Kindliker stammered, his voice shaking. "What if he's right above us?"

"Shut up and focus," William snapped, though he couldn't deny the sinking feeling in his gut.

Without warning, the ground beneath their feet gave way, and they were suddenly engulfed in sticky, glistening webbing. The trap had been sprung. Thick strands of silk shot up from the ground and dropped from the trees, ensnaring them in a matter of seconds. William tried to react, to use his metal manipulation to break free, but the webbing was too fast, too strong.

"Damn it!" William cursed, his body straining against the bonds. The more he struggled, the tighter the webbing seemed to become.

Angelo, still in his panther form, thrashed and snarled, his claws useless against the impossibly tough silk. Kindliker, meanwhile, was practically hyperventilating, his panic rendering him completely immobile.

"Oh, this is not looking good for our heroes!" Announcer 1 exclaimed, the excitement in his voice palpable. "Delton's got them right where he wants them!"

"And now," Announcer 2 added, "the question becomes whether William can find a way out before it's too late. Delton's web isn't just sticky—it's designed to sap their strength, both physical and mental. Time is running out."

William's thoughts raced as he struggled against the webbing. He could feel the metal around him, buried in the earth, hidden in the trees. If he could just focus, if he could just concentrate long enough...

But then Delton appeared, his figure sliding down a strand of webbing like a spider descending from its web. His cold, emotionless eyes stared down at them, devoid of pity or remorse. To him, this was just another step in the game.

"You're in my world now," Delton said, his voice a low, icy drawl. "And in my world, you don't get to walk away."

William gritted his teeth, trying to summon the strength to fight back, but the webbing was draining him, sapping his energy with every passing second. Angelo let out a low growl, but even he seemed to be weakening. Kindliker, trapped and terrified, could only whimper in fear.

Delton smiled—a cold, cruel smile—as he began to weave more strands around them, tightening their bonds, ensuring they wouldn't escape.

"Say goodnight, gentlemen," Delton whispered.

And with that, the chapter ended, leaving their fate hanging in the balance.

To Be Continued...