Pain of The Past, Hope of a Future

Chapter 2

Gwen flopped onto the bed once she was left alone. She rolls over to stare at the ceiling. The truth was that she wanted to get a hold of herself before she saw everyone. She didn't want them to see her puffy red eyed face that looks recently cried. She took a few deep breaths then thought about the last time she saw Sheath. Anger begins to well up along with grief. The war inside her brain caused a minor headache.

The woman had killed her best friend and there had been nothing she could do about it. She just felt like it all had been her fault. If she hadn't let Kevin go on patrol before she did he might still be alive. If she had only prepared him more Kevin might be alive. She should have told him to wait. She should have known he wasn't ready yet. His painful death could have been avoided if only she had done more. In a way everyone was right she was in partly her fault. There was just so much she could have done to prevent his death. That weight of responsibility will never leave her mind.

Gwen became restless as she thought on all this. She did indeed try and take a nap to try to settle her mind. That failed after the first minute, though it felt more like an hour of restless rolling around on the bed that normally made her pass out in mere minutes. Gwen huffed a sigh and sat up. She knew she just couldn't let Sheath take away another person she loved. Her best friend will be the only thing that Sheath will take from Gwen. Gwen made up her mind on what she must do.

She gets up and slides to her door and peeks out. She spies Daisy talking to what looks like most of the team then puts on her mask and crawls up the wall using her spider powers. She just has to make sure that America is among them because she knew big sis would turn her in faster then she could blink, her and the blasted squirrel. Both are among the group gathered around Daisy. Looks like the flame boy was the only one missing.

With a nod to herself she makes her way to the edge of the elevator that leads in and out of the base. She proceeds to wait for it to come down with said oblivious boy. She heard the sound of it and watched it come down with Dante holding an armload of snacks. She waited a few more seconds until she knew he wouldn't see her and raise the alarm. Gwen then turns her head and steals a glance towards Daisy. She feels a stab of guilt and determination "I'm sorry Daisy." She says softly to herself then shot a bit of web and slinged herself out into the garage. With ought missing a beat she is through the garage doors and web slinging across the city.

Gwen now as Ghost-Spider knew this villain better than anyone. After all the time she spent tracking down her best friend's killer she should know exactly how to find Sheath. She is very sure she can find Sheath faster by herself. It will be so much easier to capture her if she can sneak up on her. Ghost-Spider kept repeating things like this in her mind as if she is justifying her reasons for going after the dangerous criminal on her own.

Ghost-Spider feels she is in the right. Sheath is her demon, her problem, her enemy. Sheath is her responsibility and it's up to her to take the murderer down for what she has done. The anger and guilt once again builds up and increases her determination to get Sheath. She knew that she would find her no matter what. Ghost-Spider knew there was no place she could hide that the hero would not follow her. All the webslinger knew is that Sheath better be ready for her because she is coming for her ready or not.

Ghost-Spider spider was starting to get antsy as the minutes ticked by. She had no idea exactly how long she had before everyone started to look for her. To her best guess she maybe had an hour at the most fifteen minutes at the least. Good thing she had the fastest way to get around the city. Even with Lockjaw it would take them a few jumps to get around the city giving her more time. It was then she saw a shadow creep into an abandoned building. Her eyes narrowed as she looked down. She would never forget that hair anywhere that spiked mullet is hard to miss. With the greatest expertise she landed a good foot behind the villain.