"THIS IS WHAT IT IS FLYING FOX! FACE IT!"
"FOXEY!"
She screamed as she was SLAMMED to the ground and felt the ground tremble underneath her. Trembling, she attempted to get up…but the ground swallowed her, as well as her opponents.
Looking down, she saw the ground coming at her. Wincing, Flying Fox attempted to open her wings to let out a screech; however, she was snagged by the back and was CHUCKED across the underground tunnels that she, Tombstone, and Dr. Octopus had fallen into.
SLAMMING against the wall, she let out a strained choke as she slid to the ground, crumpled on her side. Her world was spinning…and she could no longer move her wings. Trembling, Flying Fox slowly glanced towards her shoulder…
…it was completely soaked in her own blood.
…she needed to screech…if she had any hope of surviving…
…but she couldn't move.
Letting off a weak breath, she managed to look upwards, still laying on her side. On the other side of the tunnels, Dr. Octopus was fighting against Spiderman…and soon Tombstone joined in the fight, having dug himself out of the rubble he had been buried under.
Flying Fox could only watch the fight…the feint outline of her once beloved Otto Octavius fading into the murderous Dr. Octopus who was only interested in power.
Frowning, she closed her eyes, once again attempting to spread her wings…
…but they would not respond.
So this is how Flying Fox dies…fighting against the one she made a vow to… She huffed, relaxing her body and waiting for death to come. I guess we both have poor tastes, mom…we both thought we could trust…we were wrong…though…I'm happy I'll get to see you in a few minutes…I'd like to see a friendly face for once…
"Get up, Sophia."
…huh?
Flying Fox heard something…but she really couldn't make it out…the sounds were echoing…
"GET UP!"
Someone shoved the rubble off of her, causing her to moan. Flying Fox winced and opened her eyes slightly…managing to glance upwards.
…into the cold gaze of Dr. Octopus looming over her.
"Get. Up. And FIGHT." He ordered, a cold sneer on his face.
Flying Fox watched him for a moment…before she sighed and rested her head back down on the ground, once again shutting her eyes.
Dr. Octopus frowned and his mechanical arms lowered him to her level. Once he was on his own two feet, two of his mechanical arms wrapped around Flying Fox's body and hoisted her upwards. Her body limply followed suit, and trembled from the amount of blood loss she had taken.
For a moment he waited…but she only hung there in his grip, panting weakly.
"…Very well, Sophia." Dr. Octopus mused, another mechanical arm reaching for her chest, forming a point intent on stabbing her. "…Let's get this over with…"
STOP!
Dr. Octopus scowled at the wail of Otto Octavius screaming in his head.
What is it NOW?! Can't you see I am in the middle of winning a gang war?!
PLEASE! I'M BEGGING YOU! SPARE HER!
Do you HONESTLY believe I would spare this woman? She has been nothing but a thorn to me! And the LAST time I spared her for you, she escaped and took our LAST leverage WITH her!
But that's because Simone escaped! She's gone now! Back in Maine! She can't interfere anymore!
Doc scowled and glanced over his shoulder, where Tombstone and Spiderman were still fighting…and it looked like Spiderman was getting the upper hand…
…that honestly didn't surprise him.
He frowned and looked back towards Flying Fox, who was still hanging limply in his grip, eyes closed, waiting for him to end her.
The mechanical arm hovered over her chest, resting the blade against her skin, prepared to plunge the blade into her heart.
PLEASE! PLEASE STOP! I'LL DO ANYTHING!
Elaborate, before I kill her.
I'LL NEVER FIGHT YOU AGAIN!
The statement caused the mechanical arm to pause.
I'll follow you! I'll let you do WHATEVER you want! Otto's voice pleaded. I'll allow you to have complete control of my body, without question! Without bothering you! I'll stay silent! I will not fight you!
Doc pursed his lips and glanced to the side, his own vision seeing a ghost-like figure of Otto Octavius on his knees, groping at his coat. Otto was looking into Doc's cold gaze desperately.
Just let me keep her…Let me have her…Please…Let me tend to her wounds…let me feed her and shelter her…Let me have possession of her…Let her be MINE…and I SWEAR to you….I…will…NEVER….interfere again…
Doctor Octopus mused the offer, looking away from the form of Otto, and looking back towards Flying Fox, who coughed up a mouthful of blood, and shivered. For a moment, she seemed to wait, before she slowly opened her eyes, glancing towards the blade that was still resting against her chest.
She panted and slowly looked towards Doc…and the two locked gazes for a moment.
Doc Frowned as Flying Fox's hazel eyes steadily lost their shine. She gazed at him for only a few more moments, before she shivered and hung her head, slowly slipping into an unconscious slumber…
…it would be SO…EASY…to quietly slip this blade through her…
Please…
Doc groaned and put his blade away, the other two mechanical arms lowering Flying Fox to himself. He frowned and reached for her, hesitating when he touched her cool skin. He could just leave her…she would die on her own…
…no, then Spiderman would save her…and Otto wouldn't let him hear the end of it.
Gritting his teeth, Doc brought Flying Fox into his actual arms and gripped her to himself, looking back towards the fight between Tombstone and Spiderman…which had been won by the later.
Spiderman turned, ready to challenge Doc—but was greeted by a mechanical arm SLAMMING him into a wall.
"Next time, Arachnid." Doc snarled, raising his mechanical arms for the opening above.
Spiderman groaned and looked up, his eyes wide. "Foxey!"
"Tell the Police NOT to follow, and no harm will come to Flying Fox!" Doc yelled, launching himself out of the opening and clawing his escape into the streets of Manhattan.
Spiderman quickly thwapped a web upwards…only to find out that he had completely run out of webbing. His eyes went wide, and his heart tightened in fear.
"FOXEY!"
As Spiderman's voice echoed throughout the streets of Manhattan, A lone figure hummed pleasantly.
…he watched Doctor Octopus taking the wounded Flying Fox…and narrowed his one eye, a toothy grin coming to his face.
"…well well well…what a golden opportunity…"
***SW***
"…mm…mmm…"
She could hear herself groaning…everything was echoing. She could hear scattered voices around her…she had THOUGHT she had seen Moriah Vincent not two minutes ago, begging her to stay strong…
"…Vitals are beginning to stabilize…" she heard someone say.
"You want me to make her sign it now, Doc?"
"If you please…"
"'Ey! Wake up Princess."
Sophia let out a breath, but kept her eyes closed…that was, until someone made her sit up.
"Ey. Wake up and sign this."
"…huh?"
She opened her eyes slightly, her vision blurry, and her world spinning. She couldn't figure out what was going on…for a moment, she simply sat there, allowing…whoever had their hand on her back to keep her sitting up.
Sophia blinked…and blinked again, making out the form of a clipboard before her…with a paper on it. On the bottom it had an 'X' for a signature.
…she must be at a hospital…lovely. No doubt these blasted Doctors were going to ask her a million questions about her bat wings, and bat abilities.
Letting off a sigh, she reached for the pen and groggily wrote her name on the bottom of the sheet.
Sophia…Lillian…Vincent.
"Huh. That's a strange name."
Whoever was holding her up suddenly let go of her, causing her to lose her balance and tumble to the floor.
"MARKO You idiot!" Someone yelled.
"Oops…"
Sophia winced sharply and groaned, trying to get herself up, but failing. She felt…weird. Like she recognized these voices…She had never been to the Hospital here in Manhattan…wait, no, that was false…she had been here when she was checking on Faith after she discovered Montana was-
She paused when someone picked her up with…something metallic…
Her eyes suddenly snapped open and she looked down…finding herself hoisted into the air by two of Doctor Octopus' mechanical arms, the cool gaze of the villain staring at her from below.
He was accompanied by Vulture, Sandman, and Rhino.
Sophia took in a sharp intake of air, and she attempted to squirm, but the arms squeezed her slightly on the shoulder, causing her to cry out in pain.
"Your cooperation is strongly recommended, Miss Vincent." Doc mused lowly. "Or would you rather be called 'Mrs. Octavius'?"
Sophia groaned lowly, prying off one of the mechanical arms from her shoulder, clutching her wound tightly…it had been dressed, and it was no longer bleeding.
"…What the heck are you getting at?" She muttered, rubbing her shoulder, and looking down towards her enemies, a tired frown on her face. "Why am I still alive?"
"Believe me, I'm asking myself the same question." Doc replied lowly, before he slowly lowered her, resting her back on the cot. "Adrian."
"Right." Vulture approached Sophia and put a coffee cup in her hands. "Drink this. It will help your wound heal up, while also keeping your energy levels at a minimum."
"Ugnh…" Sophia looked away from the cup. "No thank you."
"You don't want to eat, fine." Doc gruffed, motioning everyone to leave the room aside from Vulture. "But you'll want your strength if you are to recover from your wounds."
Sophia frowned and looked towards Doctor Octopus, a scowl on her face. "Not TEN minutes ago, you were trying to kill me, Otto." She shot back, raising up a hand to point at him accusingly, however the pain in her shoulder forced her to keep her hands to herself.
"Now you're trying to play actual 'Doctor' with me?" She scowled deeper. "What's your game?"
"Whatever game has been played, was won a week ago, Mrs. Octavius." Doc frowned at her, approaching her and making all four of his mechanical arms hover around her, staring into her very soul. Impressively, she only glared straight into his own eyes. He frowned and leaned forward, his face mere inches from hers.
"And I have emerged out as the victor…against Flying Fox at least."
"Then what are you waiting for, a written invitation?" Sophia scoffed. "Go ahead and kill me. I want to see my mother."
"If I do that, then he will never leave me alone." Doc replied, a frown on his face. "This was the only way to get that infernal weakling to Shut. UP."
"Oh here we go about the whole 'Weakling' talk again! Spiderman is NOT a weakling!" Sophia sat up and scowled. "You want to see a TRUE weakling, Look in the MIRROR you filthy—"
SLAP!
Sophia's head snapped to the side when Doc swiftly backhanded her.
Vulture grimaced very lightly, but looked away, putting his hands behind his back.
Doc waited for a moment for another response…but the response he was getting was coming from Otto.
DON'T! DON'T TOUCH HER!
Shut. Up.
This wasn't apart of our deal!
I SAID SHUT UP!
Doc frowned and took Sophia's chin, and forced her to look at him, fire in his eyes. "Now, you listen to ME, Sophia. You're going to stay in this room. You're going to be QUIET. And you're going to stay OUT of my way. Do you understand me?"
Sophia narrowed her eyes, trying SO. HARD. To keep her eyes from watering. "What makes you think I'm going to honor any of your wishes?" she growled lowly.
"…Well isn't it your practice for a wife to honor her husband?" Doc frowned. "You will do your part and submit to me. If you won't do things the easy way, then perhaps you would be interested to know that I possess the knowledge of the location of each of your family members. I can only assume you're going to want them safe from your husband."
"…hus-…what?" Sophia's eyes suddenly got wide…before she YANKED her face away from his grip. "WHAT are you TALKING about?!" she demanded. "After EVERYTHING you've PUT me through?! What makes you think I would EVER—"
She suddenly went stock still when one of his tentacles hovered a paper in front of her…the paper she had just signed…
…a Marriage license…
Sophia's mouth dropped…and a look of pure horror came to her face. "…You—"
"I did a little research while you were unconscious for the past week, Sophia." Doc hummed. "Your brothers have been demanding your return…and I learned about your little 'Vincent pledge'." He handed the paper to Vulture, who took the paper in his hands and continued to watch the happening.
Doc placed his hands behind his back and stood tall over Sophia who sunk to the floor.
"….honestly, I'm not sure why I didn't think of this before…you're so loyal Sophia…to your family…and to me…" He turned and sauntered out of the room.
"And that was your downfall." He mused, walking out of the door. "You are now but a Shadow of what once was."
Vulture watched Doc leave the room…before looking back towards Sophia, who stayed on the floor, trembling and covering her mouth in shock…before she buried her face in her hands, sobs escaping her.
Pursing his lips, Vulture slowly turned and exited the room, locking the door.
As he walked away, he could hear a piercing cry of agony coming from the room.