SPIDER-GIRL
Part 2
Chapter 8
The following day, the news had been wall-to-wall coverage of the apparent Wesker assassination. In the aftermath, Umbrella's stock had plummeted, and the remaining filed for bankruptcy. The company was finished. Whatever was left, was liquidated. Reportedly, Ozwall Spencer went into hiding; seeking asylum in Russia, where he couldn't be reached for comment.
Even though the police didn't have a suspect, they did release a single blurry photograph of a woman in a black spider costume. And a few survivors from the jail break did come forward to offer up what little information they had. Deciding it to be best, the Parkers packed up what was left of their belongings, and rented a moving van. Not wanting to take a chance, Alaine made plans to move back to Angel Grove. In the morning of their respective moves, they two girls decided to say good bye.
"I can't believe your parents decided to move back to Raccoon City. It makes no sense."
"It would be the one place they would never think to look for me. Don't think for one second that I'm safe no matter where I am."
"You would be safe in Angel Grove. We could protect you-"
"It's too risky. For both of us."
"Will I ever see you again?"
"If the world needs saving, I'll give you a call."
"Good enough for me."
The girls give each other one final hug.
"Good luck, Spider-Girl."
"Same to you, Ranger."
Alaine gets in the waiting taxi cab. May watches with tears in her eyes as it disappears down the road, and around the corner to the airport.
A week later, just having got settled into the new house on the outskirts of Raccoon City, May went out for a web slinging trip around the skyline. She scurried to the top of a building called the "Strong Tower", and looked up at the big, bright, full moon hanging in the sky. She thought of Alaine, and wondered if she could see the moon too.
She thought of Rose, and how Peter was already synthesizing a cure for her grotesque mutation. She thought of Alaine's quick thinking in hiding behind the giant wardrobe when Peter heard that Umbrella was coming to raid the suite.
She thought of how her life had been radically changed in the last few months. How what Wesker Intended for evil she would now use for the betterment of mankind. She had thrilled at the idea of possibly teaming up with Alaine for the fight of the century. But, until then, she was May Parker. Hero. Criminal. Star Athlete. Assassin. Gifted. Mutation. Gift. Experiment. Lover. Fighter. Devil. Angel.
Fugitive.
Down below, she could hear sirens, and bullets, going off. A stolen Ferrari was tearing through the streets, shooting at the cops chasing it. She stood up, on the edge of the roof.
"A Spider Girl's work is never done..."
She flung herself off, in hot pursuit.
END.