Innocent Killer Instincts

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You walked into the spider society headquarters and skipped up to Miguel.

You were going to play guess who and cover his eyes but you learnt not to do that after he had thrown you across the room.

"Miguel! Guess what!" You sang out as he groaned and placed his head in his hand.

"Todos los dias con esta chica." He grumbled to himself before turning around to see you hiding something behind your back.

You walked closer to him and held out your hands, you held a small rubber duck that you had painted Miguel's suit onto.

He stared at it, not showing any emotion.

"Y/N, what the hell is this?" He grumbled as you kept up your smile.

"Well, I won a little rubber duck at an arcade and then I had nail polish paint in your colours so I painted it." You said with excitement as Miguel looked at it then to you.

"I'm not a child." He grumbled before turning around again.

"Miguel, is that how you treat someone who made you a gift?" You asked as he rolled his eyes.

He hated that he had asked your help to be more 'nice'.

He turned back around and looked at you with annoyance.

"Thanks." He grumbled taking the duck and placing it on his desk.

You sighed and rolled your eyes.

"Well, you tried. That's the main thing." You muttered as you pulled out a sticker sheet from your pocket and stuck a gold star sticker onto Miguel's shoulder.

"Two stickers this week! It was almost three...but then you threw Peter off a building." You muttered as he rolled his eyes once more.

"Maybe you should give Peter lessons on how to be less annoying." He said.

You smiled and sat on his desk.

"Listen, this whole thing isn't going to work. I can't be nice, I don't like people."

You rolled your eyes and looked at him.

"I don't like people either! But I still know how to be nice." You replied making him chuckle and shake his head.

"Look at you, Y/N."

You glanced down at yourself and then back to him.

"What about me?"

"You're tiny, innocent and sweet. I'm giant and always angry, people are bound to like you." He said, you sighed and spoke up again. 

"I guess you're right... But, that doesn't mean you shouldn't try!"

"Yeah well maybe I can teach you a few things, I don't know how you even manage to be a spider person when you're so soft." He grumbled, your face fell and your eyes narrowed.

"That's not true... I'm a good spider person, okay?" You muttered as he looked at you and laughed.

"Yeah, I'm sure you're great at saving kittens and puppies. Never actually doing anything worth while."

You looked at him in shock.

"That's not true..." You muttered as Miguel stood up, he stood over you, placing his arms either side of you.

"Then escape. Escape, Y/N." He growled, his face close to you as you looked up at him in fear.

"Miguel, stop..." You whispered as he slowly reached up and gripped your chin.

"Escape." He growled, his talons slowly coming out to cut your skin.

"You're hurting me." You whispered as he watched tears form in your eyes.

"Escape!" He screamed in your face as you reached your hand up and placed it on his forehead.

He screamed in pain before collapsing to his knees.

You panted softly and looked down at him before getting up and trying to rush away, he grabbed you.

"What the hell was that?" He grumbled, he wasn't threatening anymore...he was scared.

"No one here has an ability like that, so what the hell is it?" He asked as you looked at him with wide eyes.

"I don't...I don't use it. Only if I have to."

His grip of you loosened as he stepped forward.

"What was it?" He grumbled lowly.

"I don't know... I could do it before I was a spider person, the radioactive spider just...enhanced it." You explained as he looked around, making sure no one was around.

"Go sit back down." He said leading you back to the desk, you sat down again and looked at him.

"Have you ever hurt anyone with this ability?" He asked as he began to pace.

"Yes..." You whispered as he paused and looked at you.

"Have you ever killed anyone?"

He turned and stared into your eyes, stalking closer.

You looked down before he grabbed your chin and forced you to look up.

"Answer me."

"Yes, yes I have." You whispered as he stared down at you with an emotionless face.

"Why, why did you kill?" He growled as you stared into his eyes.

"He deserved it. I controlled his mind and forced him to blow his own brains out with a rifle." You growled as he looked at you in shock.

Miguel never expected this, the innocent girl who gave him gold stars.

"Get out of my society." He growled before backing away. You paused and looked at him in shock.

"Miguel... No, please. Please just let me explain!" You begged, tears running down your cheeks.

He turned around.

"Then explain!" He screamed at you, his talons coming out.

"He hurt me! He hurt me so much! He made me feel like nothing!" You shouted back as you began to cry.

"How old were you?"

"I was ten..."

He paused and looked at you in shock.

"For six years...he tortured me. He stole my innocence, he stole my body, he took everything!" You shouted, sobbing.

Miguel slowly stepped forward.

"He...raped you." He muttered as you looked away and cried.

He slowly reached up and held your cheek in his hand.

"For six years..." He whispered as you looked up at him.

"I didn't want to... I didn't want to kill but I...when I reached nine years old he...he thought I was too old." You said with a manic chuckle.

"Too old..." Miguel whispered in shock.

"So, he moved on to someone else... I couldn't just sit and watch." You said, Miguel wiped away one of your tears.

"I'm sorry..." He whispered before leaning in to hug you tightly.

You smiled and hugged him back.

"How are you always so happy?" 

"I was never allowed to be happy as a child, it was stolen from me. So, now that I have a chance to be happy and chirpy...I do it as much as I can." You responsed with a sad chuckle.

Miguel pulled away and you slowly pulled out a golden star and stuck it on his chest.

"You earned another one." You said making him chuckle and shake his head.

"Never off the clock, are you?"

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