A Spider in Paris

An Old Friend

The Jackal.
The man who had destroyed his life.
The man who had almost killed his brother.
The man who had twisted and turned him into a monster.
Or was it the monster that was forced to be a man?
Was the Spider doomed to be the Tarantula?
Or was the Tarantula there all along?
Kaine pushed those thoughts out of his mind. He had a mission. 
The base was fairly ordinary. It looked like something you'd find in a skyscraper almost, only with everything going down. There was a lobby, several meeting rooms, and even a break room.
During his tour, he was forced to incapacitate three guards. He hoped to not be long down here. It was an exact replica of the Jackal's old base.
It reeked of old memories.
He had to be especially careful, as he lacked a Spider-Sense. It didn't help that he recognized half the assistants. He kept going lower and lower. He didn't expect a place underneath the Louvre to be so... Complex.
Eventually he hit a stroke of luck, and encountered the security area. He quickly took care of the guards, and looked through the footage.
What he saw made his blood run cold.