Spider-Man vs The Blue Scorpion –
Chapter 3 - Commander Brumhild Deimo –
Spider-Man opened his eyes, he tried to focus in the dark room. There's something holding me in place. He could feel two bars wrapped tightly near the top of his chest and one around his stomach area. He was in a sitting position. I have to try and focus here, come on ! He concentrated harder to bring his eyes to focus in the darkness, he barely started to make out shapes around the dark room. A pile of discarded printers sat in a disorganized clump in the right corner, a big stack of papers in the left corner, a door directly between the two. To his right was a long table with old computer monitors lined up with power cords lazily hanging over the side next to each one. The smell of dust tickled his nose and he had the urge to sneeze. No, get a hold of that one, I can't free my hands to clean up that mess inside my mask.
The light suddenly flicked on surprising him. The door opened and in walked an old white haired man in what looked like a funeral parlor outfit. Five other men walked into the room behind him dressed in camouflage, each man holding an MP5 sub machine gun. The last man to walk in was obviously in charge. He was a taller old man with a chiseled chin and white hair neatly cut. He wore a thick navy blue jacket with a strange intertwining insignia sewn into his left breast. He was wearing dark brown army pants with black army boots. He walked slowly towards Spider-Man and leaned over to inspect his catch. The rest of his team stood at attention on both sides of the room. He leaned closer to Spider-Man and stared into his eyes, the leader had intense dark blue eyes. He grabbed Spider-Man's chin and moved his head roughly left to right inspecting his catch.
"If you don't mind. I like my head where it is. " Spider-Man gave his head a shake to release the leader's grip on his chin.
"Spider-Man. " He said simply in a deep scratchy voice.
"Present! I'd put up my hand teacher but I seem to be tied down at the moment." He joked, but got no reaction from anyone in the room. Tough crowd.
"My name is Commander Brumhild Deimo. " He said then slowly walked around the room with his arms folded behind him.
"Over a year ago, I watched you on the National News media fight a man called The Sandman, and another freak with a black costume similar to yours."
"Venom. " Spider-Man said then looked down at his hands on the arms of the iron chair. They even took the time to encase my hands in metal boxes.
"Uh-huh. That giant man pounded you repeatedly on a support beam. I found it remarkable that you didn't die from it. Ever since that day I've wondered….."
Brumhild was interrupted by a bolt popping off the floor supporting one of the legs in the iron chair holding Spider-Man. The bolt zipped up and hit the ceiling.
" I wouldn't recommend trying to escape. " Brumhild smiled, " If you move that chair another inch the device attached to the back of the chair will detonate ripping the top half of your body clean off. "
"Bummer." Spider-Man stated. There goes THAT brilliant plan.
" Now if you don't mind sitting still for a moment, I'd like to continue. You are not an easy man to find you know. Since that day when you battled the giant sand beast your activity around the city ceased dramatically. It's not like you can just pick up a phone and dial a special Spider-Man number or shoot a silhouette into the night sky hoping you'll come swinging along….."
" So right about now there's an abandoned factory surrounded by Police officers scratching they're heads. " Spider-Man interjected.
" Exactly. We've used the same tactic for about two weeks trying to find you. You may of heard of reports of bogus calls and interference in wireless radio waves on the news lately. But that's not important right now. We have a matter of National Security on our hands and its about to come to a head right here in New York. " Brumhild nodded to one of his mean who opened a brief case.
" I work for a secret government agency long ago approved by the Secretary of Defense to operate anywhere in the world to protect our nation from any biological threat. We don't exist to the public or even higher U.S military officials. The leader of our group was a man named Abraham Kreios – The Master, he was also directly in charge of The Blue Scorpions. Over the years Abraham was involved in nefarious dealings with Korean officials and became corrupted, god knows, he may have been corrupted the entire time. He used The Blue Scorpions to carry out massive hits on his enemies who didn't cooperate with him, he disguised the events as – silencing terrorism- even though it was for his own gain. We never came in direct contact with Kreios, only dealt with him by radio or telephone. His identity is unknown to any of us. Only the former Secretary of Defense has seen his face but he retired years ago and has since passed away from natural causes. Convenient no? It gets worse. During The Blue Scorpions last mission in Korea they were discovered and captured by mercenaries, many of us thought it was impossible. They were the most elite military team in the world. Trained in EPIS and every other possible training you can think of. They never failed a mission…. "
" What is EPIS? " Spider-Man asked curiously.
" Extreme Poison Immune System. I don't know the entire details of the training but I heard it involved using poisonous snakes and rare blue scorpions to continually sting each member while training. It sounded impossible to me because of the stress it would take on the heart. But each member had rumored to take some kind of injections before the training to nullify heart problems. Imagine a rugged U.S Navy Seals training exercise while constantly fighting off dangerous poisons. Eventually each member of the team were immune to everything. But we went off track here. Abraham Kreios betrayed The Blue Scorpions. We suspected that immediately before investigating our leader. Apparently he was working with a scientist in North Korea named Jong Pan'Ye. Locals once called him Mad Jong Pan'Ye back during the Vietnam War and the name stuck. We have reason to believe Jong'Ye has one of The Blue Scorpions in custody and has killed the rest of the team. What we don't know is which member it is, I would think it's Joseph T. Dales, team leader. But I can't confirm that. His laboratory burnt down in Korea two weeks ago. We don't think it was an accident. " Brunhild snapped his fingers and his colleague walked over and handed him a laptop computer.
Commander Brumhild Deimo held the laptop in front of Spider-Man and pressed a button on the keyboard. An old picture of Mad Jong Pan'Ye popped up on the monitor. He was about nineteen, Korean with dark hair and a confident smirk on his face.
" This is Mad Jong Pan'Ye right before his Super Soldier project during the Vietnam war. His program was funded by a warlord in the Korean Army, his experiments were constant and always tragic. " Brumhild pressed another button on the keyboard.
" Here are pictures of some of his victims . " He pressed more buttons as photo after photo of mutated corpses lied in different positions on various beds.
" Here is another photo of Jong Pan'Ye after the Vietnam war. " He pressed a button showing a picture of a man with an obviously fake mouth and jaw.
" What happened to his face? " Spider-Man asked as he studied the picture of the man with a discolored jaw and mouth and reddened upper face. The look of confidence was long gone, the eyes now burned with anger, or was it madness?
" The warlord that hired him felt betrayed or something like that. Story has it that he shot Jong Pan'Ye in the face then continued on to his duties thinking he was dead. Jong's men rescued him and he barely survived. " Brumhild stood up and stretched his back still holding the laptop so Spider-Man could view the picture.
" So I take it you want me to travel to North Korean and hunt down this mad scientist and bring him to justice before he unleashes a Super Soldier on the U.S ?" Spider-Man asked the commander.
" Something like that, except..." Brumhild pressed a button and the final picture popped up on the monitor, it was Mad Jong Pang'Ye with long white hair, the top half of his face much older and more wrinkled, the bottom half still looking young and shiny, "...this still was taken from a security camera at the J.F.K International Airport one week ago. "
Spider-Man felt a wave of doom sweep over him suddenly.
" I can only imagine the look on your face right now. You can see why there is an urgency to catch this man. " Brumhild Diemo closed the lap top and passed it back to the man dressed in the funeral outfit.
" Why not get the F.B.I or the U.S Military involved in the search ? " Spider-Man asked the commander, who seemed to be about to wrap up the meeting as he nodded to his men.
" If the F.B.I were to become involved The Master would become aware instantly and hide his prized scientist further under ground. They would hamper our own investigation, we need to capture him quietly and without much of a warning, though there is always variables. Now , let's say the U.S Military becomes interested in shutting down this threat, they would place a thick blanket over New York City making any movement for my men and yourself impossible. I want this scientist, he will lead you to Abraham Kreios - The Master. In terms of importance he is the most dangerous man in the world right now, his contacts around the world are endless, he's planning something huge and it starts in your backyard Spider-Man! " He pointed at two of his men who left the room.
" What if were to say I didn't feel like saving the world today? " Spider-Man challenged the old commander.
" Don't play games boy. I'm going to only ask you this once, are you in or are you out ? " Brumhild started turning red trying to control his anger.
" It sounds like something I should be telling the F.B.I. " He challenged again.
" Hmph! Let me put it this way, you say yes and save the day yet again, but it's not only the day your saving. It's the security of the future of this free world, possibly saving the entire city from complete destruction. Now if you say no..." Brumhild cracked an evil grin, " ...I reveal your identity to the entire world. What kind of news would that make? "
" Nothing too tragic. " Spider-Man said with uncertainty. Jameson would have a stroke.
" Maybe not. How many enemies do you think you've locked away during your career as Spider-Man ? Hmm ? No answer ? A hundred ? A few hundred ? A thousand ? Picture every last one of these criminals locked away vowing revenge on Spider-Man, now picture your face on the evening news revealing your identity. You and everyone you ever loved would be in immediate danger. Do you want that ? No, I didn't think so! " He was turning red again.
I can see why he was put in command , or second in command. Spider-Man started to squirm around in the chair as his back was becoming stiff. It's been awhile since I had any action anyway.
" O.K boss, where do I start looking? " Spider-Man had enough of this meeting.
" You won't have to look very long, I feel that Mad Jong will be testing his Super Soldier here soon enough. I want you to engage the Super Soldier and find out where Jong is. We have surgically implanted a tracking device to your collar bone. When it vibrates I want an update, here's my number..." Brumhild tucked his phone number under the neck flap of Spider-Man's mask, " ...and good luck. "
" Who gave you permission to cut open my ... " A dart hit Spider-Man right on the bicep. He started getting woozy immediately. These guys have got to find a way to communicate better.
Spider-Man woke up looking at the sky change to a bright morning orange. He felt some type of gravel under him, I'm not tied up anymore. After two attempts at sitting up he decided to lay there looking at the sky a little longer. I suppose they gave me enough knock-out juice to down an elephant. I feel so dizzy and drained of physical energy. So , I have to find this ... a pigeon quickly flew over head and he watched the white bird droppings fly down towards his face in slow motion, not today. He rolled out of the way and a white dot splattered in the black gravel.
He staggered to his feet and gave his head a shake. He walked to the edge of the roof and quietly looked into the distance, the view from here was spectacular. All part of Brumhild's design I imagine. Put me in a scenic spot to soak in the beauty of the city. The suns rays were now touching every building and reflecting off the glass windows sending orange sparkle reflections everywhere. It is quite beautiful. I don't want all this taken away from me. I HAVE to find this Super Soldier and his mad scientist friend for the sake of the people. He extended both arms to shoot webs at the opposite building when he stopped and smiled to himself first, The first step is always the hardest one to take. Just put it on once, take a swing around town, you'll feel better.
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