Spiders Crawl

Thirteen

I woke up in a hospital wearing a hospital gown. Spiderman sat in a chair next to me sleeping. He was holding my hand. I carefully slid my hand out and sat upright. I found my suit on the bedside table and changed into it.

"You shouldn't be moving." Spidey warned.

"Do they know who you are? Or just me." I asked. I can just imagine their shock.

"They promised they wouldn't tell anyone." He assured. I nodded and started limping out of the room.

"Where are you going?" He asked, reaching up to me.

"Where else? To hunt down Joseph." I said, my anger rising.

"Charlotte, wait." He pulled me back with such force, I tumbled into his arms. He looked at me through his mask. "What do you thinks happens after you get your revenge?" He said.

I stood there. Thinking. I will finally get closure to my mom's killing. I would have achieved my revenge. But what then?

I gazed down on the floor. No way could he have talked me out of it. I shook my head.

"I have to. For my mother." I replied and struggled to escape his grasp. He was stronger than I thought.

"Fine." He let me go. I stared at him suspiciously. "On one condition." I nodded. "You let me go with you." My eyes widen at the seriousness of his voice. I tighten my grip on my mask. Was it a trap?

"Do whatever you please. Just stay out of my way." I finally said and slipped on my mask. I limped, until Spidey offered me his help. He held my arm around his neck and held me up.

"So when do we start?"

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Spiderman dropped me off at Harry's, where I quickly changed into my normal clothes. I snuck around the house looking for Harry. Thats when I heard the most interesting thing.

"Is it ready?" What seemed like Norman said.

"Of course. You should have your first human trial here by tomorrow." Another voice, deeper, confirmed.

"You never told me the name of the trial. Who is it?" Norman, obviously curious.

"Hmm? You mustn't worry. Joseph Tom has been transferred. He is the one who will be testing the new substance."

I had mixed feelings bubbling inside of me.

Anger, sadness, vengeance, glad? What was I supposed to feel?

"Charlotte." Harry saw me and gave me a hug. "Where have you been?" He seemed worried. The way he worried about me....I couldn't help but blush.

"I-I just needed some time." I said. He nodded and entangled his hand in mine.

"I've been meaning to ask you some-"

"Charlotte!" Harry separated from me faster than The Flash.

"Mr. Norman!" I exclaimed and hoped he hadn't known I was there the whole time. Like those spy movies or something.

"How have you been feeling?" He stood in front of me and I felt somewhat nervous. Calm down, Char.

"Just a but dizzy but great. Starving as well." We laughed and he told the servants to prepare dinner. My phone rang and I excused myself to pick it up.

"Hello?" I greeted.

"We need you web girl." It was Sam.

"I'm actually kinda busy right now." I whispered.

"Don't matter! Get over here!" I heard a loud crash and sighed. What would they do without me.

"Fine. Be right there." I assured and hung up. I walked over to Harry and told them I had to leave.

"Why?" Norman had to ask.

"Uh," I was completely blank. He raised his eyebrows. "The Daily Bugle needs me." I lied. Honestly, I might have quit the Bugle few weeks back. Or was it months? Horrible sense of time.

Norman looked at me skeptical but believed it in the end. I kissed Harry on the cheek and I could have sworn his cheeks turned red. I ran out heading to an alley, and switch outfits.

"I'm not getting paid enough for this." I muttered as I struggled to change. I heard a crash from behind and saw two of Norman's bodyguards coming at me. "Gee boys," I jumped up and finished putting on the suit. "Whatcha doing around here?" I say playfully, as they attempt to capture me.

I shoot a small web at one of their eyes causing him to fall back. I stick to the wall and entangle the other to the wall across me.

"Spidey!" Iron Fist calls out for me as he knocks out the blinded guard.

"Whats up Fist?" I greet casually. Suddenly, I'm tackled to the ground by someone heavy. "Powerman?" A dart flies above us and lands in front of my face. "What the..." Powerman gets off of me and helps me up.

"That was close." He says.

"No kidding. Thanks." I thank him and pick up the dart. "Poison." It feels familiar and I remember the night before. The mystery man cut me with some sort of dagger. Theres a real chance it was covered in some sort of poison.

"We received a call from you seeking help." Iron Fist tells me.

"That can't be right. Nova called me." Powerman and Iron Fist exchanged glances.

"Then, who called?"