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Reid retorted. “Let’s set this straight. You thought it was a breaking-in? Like some type of Kyros-the-villain thing?” “It wasn’t?” Reid asked looking so confused. “It was a spider!” Maria said with a furrowed eyebrow. “A what? Hold on, that look doesn't go well with what you just said. You know you’re shitting me right?” “It was a spider, Reid. A goddamn spider!” “What?” he laughed unbelievably. “A spider?”

I called out to him. He didn’t wait for a second longer before pushing open my door and waddling inside. I watched him wrap his Spiderman blanket tighter around his body. “Ciao, zio!” “Look at you, piccolo Uomo!” (little man) After chugging it down, I grinned at him, setting my empty glass back down on the bar. Then I walked over and scooped him up in my arms.

I tease and he smiles happily, “Yes! So I can always protect you and Daddy!” He puffs his chest in his car seat, and I smile with pride. “The bad guys better stay away, my son is Spider-Man!” I cheer, and he nods with pride. Alex chuckles next to me, and for a moment, everything feels oddly...normal. Easy. Like we’re just another family going out for dinner or ice cream. But then we turn down a familiar road. My smile fades. No. It can’t be.

He took command of himself – after all, he had four very lethal people between himself and the front door, people who ate bad guys for breakfast – and called out, “Who is it?” A pause. Then: “It’s Ace.” Now Spider did freeze, utterly and completely. What the hell? “What do you want?” he croaked, hoping that the words carried through the door. “To talk to you. Can you open the door?” Spider didn’t move. He didn’t even breathe. “Liam?” Spider shivered. Nobody called him that, nobody but the man now standing a few feet away, on the other side of a door.

Meanwhile, these demonic spiders with human faces were actually split components of Shura Spiderwoman. They couldn’t get too far away. Soon, without any targets left, they regrouped. Shuffle! A brand new Shura Spiderwoman appeared in front of everyone. Sporting a female body, she had eight huge legs. However, her face appeared to be completely different from the goddess before. It was very lengthy, and there were strange patterns on her forehead. Her eyes were thin and long, but they had vertical, yellowish-green pupils. “D*mn! D*mn! What is this?” Clara’s father exclaimed. He was nearly scared out of his wits.

Spider, seated in the passenger seat, leaned forward slightly, his eyes narrowing as he studied the dark tree line on both sides of the road. “That wasn’t here yesterday,” Spider muttered. Sarah, seated in the back, looked up from her phone. “What’s wrong?” Scorpion didn’t answer right away. His gaze swept the surroundings, too quiet, too clean. No animals. No passing cars. Even the wind seemed to have gone still. “This is wrong,” Spider said flatly, turning halfway toward Sarah. “Ma’am, we need to brace for impact.” Her stomach tightened instantly. “Impact?” Spider reached for the door handle. “I’ll step out and move it.”

His gaze dragged over my wet clothes, the shaking in my fingers, and my tired eyes, reading me like he always does, and just a little, since I know trying hard isn’t possible, I faked I wasn’t really affected by his presence. “You just need to accept me.” He growled, and I saw something like anger flicker across his face, but if the anger was at himself or at me, I couldn’t tell. Then he stepped back and motioned toward the car. “Get in. We will get your mum. I’m offering you both a home.” I wanted to cry, overwhelmed by his sardonic voice, but never would I break under his glorious watch. But the word home hit me like a sharp blade. Home, warmth, safety. A place where the doors locked and t

Deedah had blocked Mario's number on her phone and all her social media accounts. Charlie shakes her head, "Mario isn't worth it." She sighs and walks to the living room. Now that Charlie looks closely, the man doesn't look anything like an assassin. He looks, more or less, like a panda bear. A panda bear hunched slightly with Charlie's throw blanket over his shoulder and his taut fingers gripping the mug tightly as he takes occasional sips from its content. "I don't know if this is wise..." Charlie chuckles nervously, "...but you can sleep here tonight. I don't know if you're lost or anything but... Yeah. You can take the couch, okay?"

Vino replied slowly, "First of all, I am glad you have shown perfect signs of recovery. 2nd I want to tell you that spider silk webs work to change body structure and regenerate injured parts. And swear to god, how lucky you are because fire burned most of your body. Because if there's only one place, it makes a difference. Rest assured, and get a good night's sleep; in a few days, Scott Hall will have great beauty, and people will come to me with dozens of questions." Then, as if thinking of something far away, Mrs. Vino stood up and ran into her room; before leaving, she told Hana, "Don't leave the room while the spiders are working. You will make them hate you for disrespecting them, and

I knew he must have seen me from the camera "Boss," Spider greeted turning to Mason and Ryan. "Hey guys, been a while," Spider smiled. Something he rarely does. I stood still, watching as he exchanged handshakes with my friends "How is she?" I asked Spider as we made our way into his house "Weak, she still isn't ready to say a word," Spider said and I nodded, making my way toward his stairs "Let's see how long she can keep quiet," I pulled out my phone, swiping through the video that had his twenty years old brother walking out of his apartment where he schools in Spain