"Write three very short stories. Each one will involve a spider, but in three very different ways."
oh shit look I actually tried
Story #1; First person POV Aitetsu
I was napping on the couch, as it was a cozy kind of afternoon. Not on Edge's special couch of course, but I can't say it because there's a no no word in it.
When I woke up from my nap, I saw a little black speck crawling along next to me.
I was too groggy to realize what it was, but when I did, I screamed.
I'm super scared of spiders!
Luckily, Hansel caught it and let it outside so that it wouldn't scare me anymore.
After that, he cuddled with me and I fell asleep because he's warm and I like sleeping with him.
I hope the spider has someone like Hansel to cuddle with. Even if that little spider scares me, it didn't mean to, and it deserves to have someone love it too, like how Hansel loves me.
Story #2; Second person POV Dark
You knew this was no ordinary spider.
But you don't care.
It hurts.
You sob pitifully, Starmine's name on your lips.
Nothing can save you.
You stare helplessly down at your chest, where one of the spider's legs leaves your body.
You stare at the large monster before you.
You look back down at your chest, where your heart bleeds out and you are lost to eternal slumber.
Story #3; Third person POV
Ayasaki truly despises the underworld sometimes.
Especially at times such as these.
He's caught in a spider's web, and not just any spider.
A demon spider.
The more he struggles, the more entangled he becomes in its silky web.
It faces him, caressing his cheek with a spindly leg.
It tears off his clothing, exposing him to all who see him.
He struggles more as silk is placed lovingly over his eyes to deprive him of sight and in his mouth to keep him from crying out.
The web holds him firmly.
He still gives an agonized howl as one of the spider's legs is forced up his entrance with no preparation.
It's excruciating, and yet another leg joins it.
Tears pour down his cheeks from the anguish, but he's helpless.
The two legs are thrust into him, abusing him for pleasure.
The screams that rip from him are only music to the spiderlike monster, who does not yet sense Aya's demon self.
Fury of being used bubbles up inside him though.
Closer, closer, closer, and it erupts.
A hellish shriek from him summons all sorts of underworld creatures.
It's an unspoken rule here, that one demon does not pleasure themself with another.
Those who recognize Ayasaki release their full power on the spiderlike demon.
Unfortunately for it, Aya is quite well known.
The pale blonde swiftly dresses himself, plunging his cursed katana into the creature's core.
This creature had assaulted several other demons already, but has been vanquished.
Aya's work here is done.
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