Spiders Crawl

Twelve

"Charlotte?" Harry found me in the corner of my room holding the newspaper. He rushed to me and held me in his arms. "Pete told me you left in the middle of school. Whats wrong?" I simply handed him the crushed paper for him to read.

"For five months the unknown killer of Wendy Rider, was finally caught." I clenched my fists. "Joseph Tom, age 36, will be facing a prison sentence of two years." He continued. "Wait, Mr. Tom's brother?!"

"Yes." I said. That bastard knew all along. I remembered the time at lunch were he insulted my mother. "And he's only been given two years. Two years. A tear escaped my eye. "Keep reading." I told him.

He hesitated but I urged him. "He will be kept at the Deternix Prison (A/N made the place up), until transferred to a special prison. Toms' has proven unstable mental capabilities and would be taken with more careful precaution as evidence has proven that this might not be him first kill." By then, Harry couldn't anymore and refused to keep reading.

"Harry, I can't let this pass." I said. He gave me worried eyes.

"What do you mean?" I stood up and left. "Charlotte?! Where are you going!" He called but I ignored him and made my way to Deternix Prison.

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I landed on the building's roof and pulled down my mask. I heard footsteps approach me quietly. I turned around sheathing my hidden dagger, and holding it at the throat of an unknown person. "Who are you?" I said in a monotone voice. He chuckled.

"The question is, why are you here?" He poked me with his own blade pointed at my stomach. I frowned as I thought.

"I'm here to kill my mom's murderer. Now, if you're gonna stand in my way, try me, if not, leave." I heard the prison doors open and saw five guards escorting Joseph.

"My, I would never get in your way. I just need one itty bitty favor."

"What!" He was already getting in the truck.

"It might sting a bit." He grabbed my arm and slid the blade across. I yelled in pain and he held out a bottle and collected the blood. He left with the bottle and left me. "Until next time" He stopped at the ledge and faced me. "Spider girl." He fell backwards and disappeared. I covered the wound in webs and made my way to the truck. As I was about to open the doors, Spiderman kicked me back.

I stopped myself and stood up. "Move."

"No. I know how you feel, Charotte." He tapped the truck and it sped away. I scoffed.

"As if. You wouldn't know they first thought running through my mind."

"Guilt." He started walking towards me. I ignored him, and ran after the truck. He followed behind me, shooting web balls at me. I dodged them, one by one. "Charlotte!"

"Back off Peter." My vision blurred for a second and I lost my balance. I missed my shot completely and started falling. I knew Peter caught me as I regained height. "I-I don't feel...." My speech slurred.

"Are you ok?" Concern clear in his voice. I found it hard to breath and started scratching at my mask. He landed in an alley and pulled it off. "Charlotte! Can you hear me?!" He held my head in his lap. I was still gasping.

"You should be thanking me, Spiderman." The man from before came back. "And I should be thanking you, Spidergirl." He jiggled the bottle of my blood and sudden realization struck me.

"Spi-derman," I grabbed him by the collar. "Get tha-at bot-tle back!" I urged him.

"No! You're obviously dying!"

"He's right SG." The man confirmed. "But I would love to see Spidey here, try." He hopped away, and I tried to convince him to go after him.

"No. I don't care if thats your blood and possibly the end of our future and identity as we know it," I couldn't hold make my laugh. I coughed. "I won't let you die. The ambulance will be here any moment."

"Why ca-n't you ta-ke us there your-self?" I said between coughs. He managed a smile.

"Ran out of webbing." I tried rolling my eyes but I ended up watching the truck carrying Joseph Tom away farther from me.

Why does my life suck?

My eyes dropped slowly as I lost consciousness.