Spiderman ※ m.c

1.7

Mellie wrestled on the floor with Katrina, who was screaming from the top of her lungs to get the red haired bitch off of her. This sparked a fire inside of Mellie once more, and she pulled at the woman's hair before punching her in the face.

Ashton ended up jumping on Michael's dad's back and wrapping the nunchucks around his neck. His dad's knees buckled and fell to the floor, his hand slipping in the concoction that was mixed with Michael's blood. Izzy and Calum fought with men in the back of the room as they grabbed and threw punches at them. They eventually snagged a man in a lab coat's ID and slipped it through to let the door open. Izzy ran in to untie Michael's mom from the chair while Calum fought outside.

Luke ran towards Michael. His backpack was hanging loose on his back, clearly some of the items inside had already been used on the way here. His hair was a mess and there was a large crack across one of his lens. Luke smiled for a quick second before looking over the table and figuring out how to set Michael free.

"What happened to your suit?"

"They ripped it off of me and took my blood. They were going to put it in the lady that Mellie is beating to death right now."

Luke looked over at Katrina as she struggled to get her hands around Mellie, who was shaking her by the neck. Katrina had a bloody nose, red marks on her face and torso, and her hair was messy just like everyone else's. Mellie kept screaming at her to keep her fake boobs away from her boyfriend as she sat on top of her with her thighs squeezing the other woman's hips to death.

"Wh-what," Luke stuttered. He stopped working at the table, Michael was now laying on the table normally now, staring at the ceiling. But the table continued to turn, so he was going upside down pretty soon. He called out for Luke, but there was no answer.

"Oh my god, Calum, you just knocked his eye out of his fucking head," Izzy screamed from across the room. Michael continued to slowly turn on the table, his eyes level with the bookshelf behind him now.

"Auntie Kat?"

Michael tried his best to look behind him, but couldn't.

"Mellie, stop hitting her!"

"No, she's a psychopath!"

Luke walked over and tore Mellie away from Katrina. Mellie sat back on the floor with her hair all over her face, sweaty and sticking to her neck. She took in deep breaths as Michael came back up, but the table continued to spin in the rotation. Luke was staring down at the woman on the ground, who was still shirtless.

"Auntie Kat?"

Katrina looked up at Luke and something sparked in her eye. Maybe hope that he could save her. But there was also a twinge of fear.

"L-Lukey Pookie?"

Izzy walked across the room to look at what was going on. Calum fought off any of the rednecks and white coats that tried to attack her. She stared at Luke who was staring at the woman on the ground. She turned just as mad as Mellie.

"What the hell is going on," she asked with fire in her voice.

Luke looked over at Izzy and then at Katrina. "She's my aunt, my dad's sister. We haven't seen her in years. Why are you here?"

"She's married to my dad," Michael shouted as he faced the bookshelves again. He was getting tired of going in circles. He was hoping to catch Luke's attention so he could set him free, but it didn't work.

"What? You don't know your dad," Mellie said.

There was a loud grunt as someone fell to the floor. Ashton collapsed off of Michael's dad's back and the nunchucks soared across the room. Michael's dad stood up and wiped his sweaty brow.