The Symbiote Brothers

Chapter 3: Monsters at Night

        The city streets directly below me taunted me with the possibility of death. I struggled to free myself, but I was caught in some kind of webbing, or whatever might be sticking me to the side of a building. I couldn't tell if Trent or Damian were with me, but I could feel my own heartbeat vibrate through the goop. I felt two other sets of heartbeats, so I assumed they belonged to Damian and Trent. "Damian! Trent! You two there?!" I heard Damian's groaning as I tried getting myself out again. After a lot of struggling, I managed to release my arm from the webbing. I began to scratch and pull off the webbing and freed my other arm. My arms were the only ones free as the rest of my body was stuck. "Damian! If you're there, and breathing, try moving your arms out of place!"

        I worked on the webbing at my chest, head, and neck as I kept clawing my way out of this prison. "I can't move any part of me! Trent's unconscious, you're too far away--"

        "Wait, wait! You can see Trent??" I removed the webbing from my neck and looked toward the two. I still couldn't see the two, but Damian replied, "Yeah, he's right in front of me! He's not waking up, though.... You think he's dead??" I ripped off the webbing from my chest, and my body fell forward. If my legs weren't still webbed down, I would've fallen to my death. I pulled myself up, and looked at the webbing. "First off, Trent isn't dead. I can feel his heart beat in the webbing. Second, if I can reach the webbing over there, I can swing over to you guys." I reached over to the webbing that connected to the next building's wall. As I ripped it off the wall, I felt the entire web drip down to the floor. With the sudden movement and force, the webbing around my legs ripped and I dropped down. I grabbed onto the web, and climbed up before I fell and became part of the ground. 

        I grabbed onto the edge of the building to help pull myself up, looking up to see the night sky and the variety of colors to the webbing. Were there several entities like the one we found, or was this the same one replicated? "Well, I guess it's safe to say that my plan..."

        "Ended horribly and might've killed you, if you weren't the luckiest guy known to man? Completely idiotic with just a dash of insane? Didn't even have a chance of working?" Damian looked at me, still connected to his blood red prison. I rolled my eyes, and stood up. "I was gonna say my plan didn't work according to it. Pessimist. Alright, now stay still." I tried to pull the webbing off, but it struck me back into Trent's webbing. That webbing knocked me away, and I hit the ground, my own webbing prison pulling me back before I rolled off the edge. "Ow!"

        "Not my fault. I didn't even move that time." If Damian could, he probably would've raised his arms in surrender. I stood up, and held my head. "I landed on my head.. god, that hurt..." I saw Trent starting to wake up, and look around. "Where... am I...? Why am I in a web...?? Am I dreaming still???"

        "No, you're not dreaming. That thing we set free took us here. Thank Damian for his bright ideas." I obviously had a sarcastic tone to that last remark. "Now for some reason, I can't touch your webbings without getting hit again, and I'm not risking another miracle that my webbing catches me. Try to remove it yourselves." Trent began to claw at his retraints, as well as Damian, in an attempt to break free. The two escaped their webbed prison, and the dropped to the rooftop below. "Why are we on a roof? Why did those things try to eat us? And how is this somehow your fault, Damian?!" Trent glared at Damian as he stood up.

     "Hey, you didn't exactly do anything to help, Trent!" Damian growled as he looked at Trent. The two were arguing like an old married couple, and I had to smack them both to get them to stop. "Both of you need to shut the hell up! This is not the time to blame each other!" I sighed as I looked down the side of the building. "We have a bigger problem. How are we gonna get down from here?" At that point, the webbings all drooped down and inched towards us. "Damn. Those things are persistent in trying to kill us!"