Web of Deception: The Webbed Avenger

Chapter Thirty: Athena and Arachne

And so, the teenager's eyes opened, the whites of his eyes changing to pitch black, covering his irises like a tsunami until every bit of his eye was nothing but a black sea.  His hands clenched tightly as he rose to his feet in a stumble, a sort of disorientation affecting him.

In front of him Norman Osborn was walking to Lydia, as she laid unconscious on the medical bed.

"I keep my end of the deal...  normally.  However, I can't have her snooping about trying to find out what happened to the pitiful excuse of a child.  So, don't take her... kill her."

Stiles cracked his knuckles, pressing the web shooters to turn them on, before stepping forward ever so slightly.  Throwing his hands forward, Stiles shot two thick strands of web onto the robots, yanking them towards him.  Letting go of the webs, Stiles jumped up into the air, spinning quickly as he kicked the robots in half, destroying them.

Norman spun around, shocked at the sudden destruction of the Hunters, as Stiles landed on his feet, with one hand pressed against the ground.  "No, that's impossible."

"You see, Norman... there's something you should know about some spiders... they molt."

Norman understood what Stiles was referring to.  When he choked Stiles, he was changing.  Just like how he had been changing over the course of the past week.  His skin was becoming stronger, the littlest of hits from normal human beings were becoming less and less harmful to him.  So when he was being choked, his body was adapting.

"Oh, and there's something else... I heard you." the Cross Species said with a devilish smile as Norman had a Hunter robot grab Lydia, and the man and the robot ran.  "You're not getting away with her!"

Stiles pushed forward, racing with a speed unlike anything he had ever accomplished before, his feet creating cracks in the floor as he took off.  He shot a web forward, pulling himself into the hallway, landing on the wall with his eyes focused on Norman.

As Stiles launched onto the floor, rolling to his feet five Hunter bots, older versions of the bot came running past Norman.  Stiles smiled maliciously as he launched forward, his feet leaving the ground as the first Hunter closed the distance between them.  The Cross Species grasped onto the robot's head, ripping it off, doing a front flip, throwing it towards the others.  The robot head was like a bullet, smashing through three of the oncoming bots.  Stiles was moving so quickly, using his Web Rush to his advantage as he used the first bot's body as a step, flying forward.  As the final robot saw the last of its team fall, it looked up to see Stiles' feet coming at it.

The robots fell, destroyed as Stiles flew forward, crawling on the wall after Norman, much like a movie monster chasing its prey.

Eventually the chase would die as Stiles shut the door behind him, locking him in a room with Norman, and the Hunter bot holding the unconscious strawberry blonde.

Stiles stepped forward, cracking his knuckles as the Hunter bot set Lydia down on a table next to Norman.  Before it could even move, Stiles was upon it, sending it crashing through a wall, and Stiles was now standing directly behind Norman, with his head lowered.  Norman felt sweat run down his forehead as he realized how close Stiles was.

"Tell me, Stiles, have you ever heard of the tale Athena and Arachne?"

"The goddess Athena heard a mortal woman by the name of Arachne was a better spinstress than she was.  Out of fury she went down to Earth and destroyed Arachne's creation.  When Arachne saw what had happened and saw that her life's work was destroyed she hung herself. Athena felt guilty, and touched her forehead with a magical liquid found only in Olympus.  Turning her into a spider... what about it?" Stiles growled lightly.