A/N: Hey its Nosferato Aishi back after a long time *sees all the people glaring at her and chuckles nervously* eheheheh. Sorry but highschool is a pain in the butt and I'm gonna graduate in a year so I gotta work hard ya know =3 Anyway, here's mmy new story Swept into the world of Ultimate Spiderman. Well I love Marvel and my most fave hero is Spiderman *grins* in fact we have a whole Marvel fan club at our school. So, this story is dedicated to all the Marvel fans out there ;) also lemme tell you, there might be a lot of grammar and spelling mistakes but don't judge me cuz I'm autistic. Also if you don't like the story then please no open flames in the reviews. Also the OCs except Zane and Elizabeth here are indirectly referred to my club members and friends.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Ultimate Spiderman and Marvel but I do own the OCs and this story. Also, the OC villains, Zane, Elizabeth and the old Seeker master are fictional OCs. Speeches or dialogues in any other language except English would be in Italics and the Telepathic conversations will be in BOLD. I couldn't bold it cuz I'm already using bold in the disclaimer xD Anyway, please enjoy and also rate and review. Thank you.
Chapter 1
"Run!" I heard a voice yelling to me which felt like it was almost real, in fact very real to me. I turned to see the person's face who shouted out to me. But I could not see their face as my vision was all blurred out. I could not see anything clearly. The sound of metal clashing could be heard along with the sound of thunder and there was also a flash of lightning. Everything around me seemed to be falling apart. "What?! No! Save her!" I screamed. I don't know why I screamed but there was someone I was trying to save. "Watch out!" I heard another voice yell out to me. But before I could compute what was going on it was too late. A silhouette which I could not make out clearly due to the unnaturally blurred vision had struck me with its spear. I fell on the ground now freezing and shivering as my whole body became encased in ice.
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I almost jumped out of the bed shivering in cold. I looked up to see my twelve year old little sister, Samantha holding a bucket which she had used to carry the ice cold water and splashed it on me. "Rise and shine big sister!" She said in a sing-song voice making a mischievous face by sticking her tongue out at me. I got very angry, "Why you little brat!" She made a run when she saw me getting out of bed. "Get back here you little jerk!" I yelled as I chased her. "Cmon sis I'm not that crazy to go back to you after this. Do you know what the time is?" She teased while running. Now I was even more determined to catch her and whack her sorry little butt. "Oh yea? Wait till I get you!" We ran like Tom and Jerry. Suddenly she stopped running and I took the chance to catch the little red-spectacled girl. "Got ya!" I twisted her ear to heat a little squeak out of her mouth.
We sisters always fight and cause trouble like this. To be honest we get along really well and she is the best friend I ever had. But it does get annoying sometimes when she plays pranks on me. We never keep secrets from each other. Just because we fight that doesn't mean that we hate each other. We fight cuz we love each other. We are best buddies. Even I can't refrain from teasing her sometimes.
All of a sudden my our mom came out of nowhere and bellowed at us, "Oh for Christ sake stop fighting you two! And Blake! Let go of your sister!" Now I realized why Samantha stopped all of a sudden, she must've know where mom was and stopped so that I'd start the fight and mom would catch me and scold me. Clever little brat =_=#. I let go of her. When she was following mom out she turned around and made a face at me. "You won this time baby sister" I mumbled while knitting my brows.
Now let me tell you people one thing, just because my name is Blake and because of my boyish behavior don't mistake me for a boy, I'm a girl. Im Just an average pale skinned troublemaker teenage girl of age sixteen with fiery golden eyes which tend to glow a bit orangish when im pissed and dark ebony shoulder length hair with bangs reaching till my nose and covering almost all of my right eye, five feet four and a half inches tall. Now do NOT call me 'shorty'. I mean yea, my sister is only two inches shorter than me but still. You'd never find me wearing a skirt. I mostly wear shirt, hoodie, jacket, jeans, shorts, sneakers, boots and all but no girly stuff. My mom tells me to be more feminine but I don't care. My full name is Blake Phantomhive. Oh how much I wished that I had inherited my mom's height. I mean yea, mom n dad are of same height but my dad is kinda short in my opinion. To be honest I hate when people try to flirt with me which happens rarely cuz everyone know that it pisses me off and tend to get violent sometimes... Okay, a lot of times. Heck I even had a number of girls hit on me along with boys. It really pisses me off.
My sister Samantha Phantomhive is a cute but mischievous and a clever twelve year old girl. Her bright reddish brown messy hair reaches till right above her shoulders and has purple eyes. Her bangs are side swept towards the left reaching a few milimeters above her eyes. Her skin was a bit pinkish but fair. She mostly wears hoodie, shorts, jeans, sneakers, jacket and rarely wears skirt. Well she mostly wears the color red as its her die hard favorite color which is why her specs are even red. I really envy her height because sooner or later she will surpass my height. Her likes and dislikes are similar as mine. No matter how much trtroublemakerhe is she is a great friend and a little sister I mean yea we are both hot heads. However, unlike me she prefers to befriend only a selected bunch of people.
Anyway, back to the story. It was already 7 am and I had my school at 8. Well I'll manage to make it in time. My sister's dog Toffy came to me wagging her tail. She is really sweet and pleasant and no matter how much of a bad mood I'm in, she always cheers me up. She cheers everyone up. The female golden retriever is not only our dog but I prefer to consider her as our little sister. I petted her and scratched her tummy a little for a minute before brushing my teeth. I then took my bath, had my breakfast and got ready for school. I was wearing my blue jeans, black tees, red hoodie and my sneakers. By now it was 7:45 am so I decided to buy something from the store for dessert during lunch break cuz our lunch was based on the day and today was Tuesday, which meant that there would be a lot of veggies and fruits but no junk food. The walk to school was ten minutes walk from my home and since we lived so close to school, there was no way for me to skip school. Now, there was a week off at my sister's school because of final preparations for their interschool championship and my sister had talked part in their drama and soccer competition. Which meant that she had to practice withing the week. But their school had called a day for their a special practice for their drama. The drama was based on William Shakespeare's "The Twelfth Night". She was playing the role of Viola which I must say suited her perfectly.
I left my house and headed towards the cafe which was only a few meters far from my house. I bought some pastries for me and my family and was running home to hand their share over to them. Now, if I reached school withing 8 to 8:15 am then I'm safe from the principal's rants.
On my way home, I saw an old lady. She was carrying a purse and two bags which seemed rather heavy and it was quite difficult for her to walk. I couldn't help but I went to her and offered to help her. She hesitated for a while but agreed at last. Well I would be late for school but hey, at least I'd be relieved if I could help her. I really hated to see elelderly having difficulty to do something especially if that had to do something with physical labor. I put the pastries in my school bag and then picked up her bags. They were in fact heavy. Too heavy for an elderly lady to carry by her own. "Thank you very much child" she smiled warmly at me. Its no problem at all ma'am . You are like my grandmother. Its the least bit I could do" I smiled back at her. Now that I looked at her closely, she seemed Caucasian. She was 5 feet 7 inches tall which was difficult to notice because she was slouching a little. She had very hair and wore an olive green full sleeved dress which went till her knees and also wore a cardigan like sweater on top, and also wore black sandals.
"Its not long from here dear. I can carry them, you must be getting late for school." She said with a worried expression. I reassured her by saying, "Oh no its okay" I smiled "I still got a lot of time and besides, I can run run very fast." I grinned at the last part. I looked at the watch and paled realizing that it was already 8:06 am. But still I lied that I had much time left to reach school. We walked for fifteen minutes and at last she said, "Well we are here." I was confused now because this was the Central Park. Now I was kind of feeling uneasy, "uh... Are you sure this is where you want to be?" The lady smiled, "Yes child. Thank you for helping me. Here, take this." She took out a packed box which was at least 12 inches wide and 15 inches long. She then handed it over to me. Now I was kinda startled, "Wait wait! I don't want anything!" The woman pleaded, "Please, you have to. You see, this was a test for you" I was confused, "Huh? What do you mean?". The woman said, " I do not have much time, Blake. Take this. There are actually two boxes in the package. Share the second box's contents with those who are worthy of them and the first box is for you alone." Now I was scared, "H -how do you even know my name? And why? What's in them?" The woman smiled warmly," My time is almost over. Remember, what's in this box might fulfill your wish but at the same time there is a great evil which is after them. You have to fight that evil but you cannot do it alone. Do not let the contents get in the wrong hands or utter destruction will take place. Everything will be destroyed. I was panicking now. Before I could say anything the woman handed the package to me forcefully and vanished into thin air in the blink of an eye. The bags she was carrying were now bags filled with nothing but sand.