Note: While this story is based on Spiderman/Marvel Universe, it largely features a number of original characters with references to existing ones. This is a mature story, intended for mature audiences, expect violence, swearing and some sexual content. Some descriptions may be graphical and while I try my best to avoid 'smut,' don't be surprised if some manages to creep in.
"Did you see that?!" yelled a hooded crook. A crowbar in his gloved hands was shaking.
"Yeah, it got Brett," said his partner, equally just as terrified. A wail came from beyond the darkness and the shadows formed ghastly shapes that moved like phantoms. "Brett?"
"I'm sorry boys; Brett doesn't feel like talking right now. Do you Brett? No, I don't!" Frenzy toyed with her opponents from the shadows.
"Fuck this," said one and bolted.
"Tut, tut, tut," said Frenzy as she lashed a tendril at the fleeing goon and flung him to the ground with a thud. "Leaving so soon? I've still got time to play." Inverted, Frenzy descended from the girders of the warehouse and gazed at the scared thugs.
"Hey, it's just a chick!" one yelled pointing towards the purple creature suspended in mid-air.
"Just a chick?! Have you even been paying attention at all? Let's see what Brett thinks." A muffled scream came crashing down to the ground as a cocooned goon almost face planted the concrete floor. The cocoon shook as the goon tried to break free, stifled grunts and groans were masked by purple goop wrapped around his mouth. "What do you think Brett?" Brett shook his head wildly and tried to speak.
"Fuck it, get her!" yelled a goon as both swung their crowbars towards Frenzy. While suspended, Frenzy dodged each blow. One swipe hit the mummified crook in the gut. He groaned in pain.
"Shit, sorry man," apologised the crowbar wielding buffoon.
"Oh, so rude! Is that a way to treat a girl? Or even your friend." Frenzy round-house kicked one of the goon's heads, smashing him to the floor. In retaliation, the other yelled and charged at Frenzy, swinging in vain. With each motion, Frenzy slightly moved her head, making it appear all too easy. She wrapped her talons around the crook's face stopping him in place. Terrified eyes gaped wide open as Frenzy's teeth lay bare in a deafening roar. Saliva flew from her maw onto the goon, before he was launched many feet backwards by an extending arm-tentacle. His head smashed against the far wall and he gagged.
"Ahh, some of it went in my mouth!" he yelled overdramatically cleansing his mouth of tendril matter. Frenzy laughed hysterically, groaned and licked her lips.
"Tentacle porn," she joked manipulating her tendrils into more. The goons were far from amused by Frenzy's attempted humour and started to flee. "Come on! That was a good one!" Their progress was halted though when they both ran straight into a waiting web of tendrils which actively encased them in cocoons. Frenzy approached, swinging her hips side to side.
"Okay, we give, no more!" one whimpered. Frenzy gripped the inverted goon's head and removed his balaclava. He was turned to face the monstrous creature, its tendrils flailing in excitement. Terrible thoughts encircled his mind. After hearing what the creature had said, he feared what it might do.
"Fine," Frenzy said. The man breathed a sigh of relief and was calm. "One more for the road." Frenzy's head lurched forward, rather than biting the goon's face, she kissed him. Surprised, the goon didn't know what to think. Frenzy's serpentine tongue gripped on the man's and pulled it with force. Next a muffled, gurgling scream followed as Frenzy bit down hard. Scissor teeth scythed away the goon's tongue. He gasped and gurgled, watching the creature remove a dismembered tongue from its mouth. Frenzy giggled.
"Mmmm, lovely. You may also find that Brett's not up for talking either," said Frenzy sinisterly, revealing a second human tongue. She spun the cocoon round to see the final thug, "So, it looks like you're the lucky winner tonight." Distant police sirens squealed, getting closer. Frenzy walked away before launching a tendril to escape. "Sorry to leave you hanging like this boys, but I have an appointment to keep. Oh, make sure you tell them Frenzy called, won't you sweetie?"
The final thug nodded with his eyes gaping wide open.
"Good, I'd hate to come back and take your tongue too." Frenzy swung off into the night. Soon after, the police arrived to relieve the traumatised crooks.
"Bravo," applauded the symbiote.
"Happy? Now it's time for some 'me time,'" responded Regina.
Bryan was waiting opposite the convention. He was waiting for Regina to show. Anxiously, he continued looking at his watch and his surroundings. Guests were flocking to the convention in couples and small groups. Bryan however was all alone. Wearing a suit all alone was bait for criminals.
Regina flew just above Bryan and silently dropped around the corner from him. Symbiotic mass reformed into a dress as she hit the sidewalk.
"Right, part one, get to the convention," said Regina as she adjusted her hair. By manipulating her powers she made a means to tie her hair back into a ponytail. "Part two-"
"Regina!" Bryan said surprised as Regina turned the corner.
"Meet up with Bryan," she thought. He looked at Regina in awe but surprising uncertainty.
"Remind me where you got that dress again?" asked Bryan as he dusted his suit needlessly.
"Thrift store," Regina responded instantly and grinned sheepishly. An inquisitive look returned to Bryan's brow. Suspicions had grown again. The dress wasn't the same as the one in town, this one was purple. Regina had fashioned her hair into a ponytail. Never had Bryan seen Regina like this. He wasn't complaining openly, however he was suspicious of Regina's acquisition.
"Invitation?" asked a big bouncer stood by the giant glass doors leading to the convention. Bryan rifled through his pockets and presented the guard his invitations. Regina was nervous for a moment. There were no distinguishing features on the invites that indicated it was Veronica's, but she was worried there was something subtle ingrained within. After a few short moments the guard welcomed the pair in.
"Thank you," Bryan said politely. A colossal congregation of finely dressed guests greeted them as they ventured into the grand hall. Banners hung from the beige walls, a large crystal chandelier hanging from the centre illuminated all. On the ground, dozens of well-appointed displays each had a unique OsCorp discovery on view. 'King Comestics' was the first display Regina glimpsed.
"Since when have OsCorp been making cosmetics?" Regina asked Bryan who was just ahead of her.
"Not OsCorp. The new owners, the Kings, have a small cosmetics business based in Europe," Bryan answered.
"How d'you know that?"
"Says so in this booklet." Bryan waved a copy of a convention booklet in Regina's face, much to her disappointment. She shook her head.
The gathering was immense; Regina was surprised not to be cowering in fear. But since becoming Frenzy, she had become more confident in such situations. The last few days she had a few chances to hone her skills against some petty criminals.
Despite robbing hoodlums of dignity and perhaps scaring them from the streets, Regina refused to kill crooks, much to the symbiote's disgust. Since then, it had been irritable, even more so that Regina had influence over the clothing it could create. The two siblings made their way towards the back of the hall, where a stage was set up. Atop the stage, arranged seats were present, each for a member of the OsCorp board. A pedestal close to the edge of the stage had a microphone protruding out of it. A pair of engineers were tweaking and tinkering with the stand.
Out of Regina's view, behind the stage, Ellis King was anxiously waiting. He'd lit up a cigarette secretly.
'You smell that?' Regina asked the symbiote.
'Yes, but I also smell something else…something…delicious,' it replied. Regina looked around as casually as possible for a possible danger. She was disappointed to find that the symbiote had smelt the buffet table a short distance away. Regina rolled her eyes and Bryan made his way to the table.
"This looks good," Bryan said to himself. Regina couldn't hear him, but followed to investigate the table. An assortment of varied appetisers littered the entire collection of platters. One small, chunky rib caught Regina's attention; she examined it like it was contaminated, reluctant to ingest. But it looked delicious. Something about the meat enticed her.
"It's not a tongue that's for sure." Regina ignored it and bit into the rib. Beside her, Bryan was gorging on small appetisers.
"I could've sworn you came here for the projects, Bryan," said Regina sarcastically, slowly tucking into her morsel.
"I've been," Bryan belched, "eating pop-tarts for the best part of a week. Now I get something proper to eat." Regina laughed and gnawed away the meat, right down to the bone.
"Well, well. I didn't expect to find you here," said a voice. Regina turned in alarm as did Bryan. "How's my baby half-brother doing?" Mike and Rebecca stood side by side, staring at the siblings. Bryan smiled.
"Mike! Oh my, it's great to see you again. Your excellent perception not letting you down I see." Bryan shook his hand firmly. Regina was a little confused, but her memory then shocked her to attention.
'Them! They were at OsCorp tower!' Regina looked at Rebecca, 'We almost killed her.' Rebecca was smiling though as Bryan introduced himself.
"I didn't know you had a brother, Mike, such a good looking lad too. I thought you said they left you," Rebecca asked Mike.
"My- Our mother married a sleazy guy here in New York. When he cheated on her, she met someone else and left for Chicago, leaving me with the awful half." Mike turned back to Bryan, "I didn't know you were back in the Big Apple, Bryan. I thought you went back to Chicago for good after Angela…"
"Oh, no, one of my former teachers offered me a chance here, so here I am," Bryan replied, keeping tears at bay.
"Who's this nice looking lady?" Mike asked looking at the confused Regina.
"Mike, this is Regina. Regina, this is Mike Summers, he's our half-brother."
"Lieutenant Mike Summers," Mike announced, "I'm a police officer." Regina had never met Mike prior to the attack at OsCorp, so she wasn't sure how to react. That was why the symbiote mocked her when the two met. It knew that Mike was related somehow. It felt a connection.
"Hey, Mike," said Regina feebly shaking his hand. She feared that maybe Mike knew her secret. "I didn't realise I had a half-brother."
"Oh? I'm surprised Angela didn't mention me, or Bryan."
"She didn't have the best relationship with your dad, so to keep ours happy she kept it a secret for as long as possible. I only found out when I was here a few years ago. When I came back, there wasn't really a good time to mention it." Bryan dragged Mike closer to him so he could whisper into his ear. "Truth is I'm also back here to allow Regina some time to adjust since the accident. She's had a rough couple of years."
Mike pulled away, nodding slightly to acknowledge the terms.
"Okay, enough of this, we didn't come here to dwell on the past. I've got a fine drink, my brother and sister are here-" Mike looked at his watch briefly and realised something. "Oh, one minor inconvenience, I've got to make a quick phone call." Mike stepped aside for a moment and pulled out his mobile phone. This left Rebecca, Regina and Bryan stood in awkward silence. Regina broke it.
"So, are you and Mike?" Regina asked, gesturing her fingers between Rebecca and Mike.
"Me? No, I wouldn't, he's not my type. We just work together." Rebecca took a sip of fine wine as Bryan disappeared to investigate Mike's disappearance. As Rebecca gazed at Regina she couldn't help but feel a sense of familiarity. "Have we met before, Regina?"
Regina was stunned, but remained as calm as possible. "No."
"You sure?" Rebecca slowly approached her. A curious look on Rebecca disturbed Regina. Investigation work was being conducted right in front of her. Naked digits explored Regina's wrists. Next her cheeks were gently touched by Rebecca. "I'm sure-"
"No, you're not! You're making me uncomfortable." Regina forcefully removed Rebecca's hand from her. Only Veronica had the privilege to explore her so. Regina was getting paranoid. She felt that almost everybody was starting to know her secret.
"Keep it calm, Frenzy. No one knows yet," relayed the symbiote.
'Yeah, but how much longer will that last?' she thought. Mike and Bryan returned.
"Just a minor check- I'm sorry, are we interrupting a moment here?" said Mike, noting how close Rebecca was to Regina.
"You should look out Rebecca, Regina's already taken," joked Bryan, much to Regina's embarrassment.
"Bryan!" she snapped.
"Oh, who's the lucky man then? Do tell," Rebecca encouraged. Regina shielded her eyes from everyone's gaze, embarrassed.
"Not a man, Rebecca."
"Bryan!" snapped Regina again. Rebecca gasped and cracked a suggestive smile.
"A lucky lady then, well I'd best keep my distance," Rebecca said cheekily backing away.
"Yes, you do that, please," Regina answered angrily and started walking away.
"Excuse me guys." Bryan pursued Regina for a short distance through the crowd. "Regina!" Regina stopped a turned to Bryan, a tear started to form in her eye.
"Why d'you do that?"
"Nothing to be embarrassed about, Regina. I thought you and Veronica were-"
"I don't know yet. You don't understand. It's complicated." Regina wiped her teary eye. Bryan took a moment to reflect. Perhaps he was being presumptuous.
However, he figured that Regina harboured some romantic feelings for Veronica, considering how she reacted previously. Not to mention that she visited Veronica practically every day.
"Alright, Regina, I'll leave you to figure it out. Sorry for embarrassing you like that...Come on, this food won't eat itself." Regina chuckled slightly and followed. Someone was jostled aside by Regina's growing pace.
"Sorry," she said to the cloaked guest.
"Don't worry," said the cloaked figure, "plenty of people here." An arm clad in gold pulled the hooded cloak down further, obscuring the guests face. Regina swore that she saw red, devilish eyes beneath the hood. She watched the guest walk on as Bryan gestured for her return.
"Regina!" yelled Bryan over the sea of discussions.
Rumbling in Ellis' pocket diverted his attention from the gathering of guests.
"What the hell," he said removing his phone. 'P. Mason' was illuminated on the display. Ellis groaned and reluctantly answered the phone. "I thought I said no calls tonight. Why aren't you here anyway?"
"Mr King, some- someone stole the flight suit and glider!" Paige wailed down the receiver. Unknown to Ellis, Paige was actively lying to cover her new 'investment.' Somewhere among the crowd, dressed in golden gear, Zoe was eavesdropping with a new gizmo.
"Shit." Ellis gripped his hair tightly in frustration. "How? I thought we secured everything since the attack."
"Someone broke in and stole it, the bastard busted my workshop up pretty bad," continued Paige, grinning at how Ellis was sinking into her trap. Ellis didn't reply, he was quietly considering how such a thing occurred. One of the board members, specifically the head of the board, also wondered too, judging by the gaze he was giving Ellis.
"Stay there and deal with it, I've got bigger problems right now." Ellis hung up immediately and kept his back turned to the board member.
"I heard there's been another break in," said the head sternly. He stared intently at the tall figure facing away. Slowly, Ellis turned to face the middle-aged man. Ellis suspected that another member of the OsCorp staff had spilled and the head was not impressed. Before Ellis could even speak the head interrupted him.
"Let's be honest, Ellis. Security has been pretty lax during your short tenure - even more so than the Osborns managed in an entire lifetime. As a result, the board shall be relieving you of your duties, indefinitely."
Ellis was stunned. "You must be fucking joking." Each step he took towards the head was like a tree trunk thundering to the ground. His eyes were ablaze with rage. "Without me, your company would be nothing!" He gripped the man's collar firmly and lifted him off the ground. "You cannot do this to me! After everything I've done for you. All that money will just whittle away and you'll be left with nothing more than a husk for a business. A dime store, selling toys on the corner." Inside, the head was terrified, but he remained as composed as possible.
"Ellis, the decision is final. And this response just enforces our decision."
"First Zoe, now me…you'll be next, soon enough." Ellis' rage hit boiling point. But he dared not raise a fist against the head, lest he ended up behind bars. Ellis released him and started walking towards the stage podium. "By this convention's end, you will be out Ellis! Finish what you need and then you're out!"
"Soon enough you'll be finished too, old man," said Ellis coldly, "You'd best gather on the stage, the shows about to start." Again, Ellis remained cold. All emotion seemed to drain out of him. Even when he reached the podium, his expression was lifeless. Each board member emerged from the stage curtain and took their respective place. With Ellis on stage, each and every member of the audience gazed up at him.
Regina and her group were silent. Only Rebecca had a comment to make.
"That's Ellis King, he's such a looker don't you think?" She popped a pill into her gullet.
"Don't ask me," Regina answered snidely.
"They're 'doing it,'" Bryan whispered humorously into Regina's ear. She giggled slightly, as did the symbiote strangely.
'Wait…really?' Regina thought. A feeling in her head said 'yes.'
"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. As you know I am Ellis King, CEO of OsCorp. I would like to welcome you all to the first annual OsCorp Projects Convention." An applause followed as Ellis took a breath. One guest was not applauding, instead she was preparing. "I know many of you may be wondering why I'm presenting this and not my wife."
Ellis glanced at the empty seat in his periphery, disheartened. "If you know her like I do, then you know this is more of her speciality; public speaking. But she's not feeling too well tonight, so instead I stand before you to say one thing: enjoy! Enjoy your evening!" Ellis held his arms aloft to a raucous applause. His expression rarely shifted throughout his brief speech.
"How can he keep such a straight face?" Regina asked to vacant response. As the applause died down, one particular guest was still clapping. Many turned to look. A hooded figure in an amber cloak stood out among the crowd of sharply dressed citizens.
"Bravo," said the figure menacingly. A slow approach towards the stage was accompanied by slow, deliberate clapping. "I'm sure your wife would be so proud, Mr King."
Regina watched the figure walking towards the stage through the spaces in the reforming crowd. The person forged a clear path. Each guest parted to make way. Ellis was calmly intrigued by this approaching figure. It was neither the Lizard nor Frenzy. Everyone was just as intrigued as Ellis. Occasionally, golden boots appeared from the bottom of the full-body cloak.
"Thank you, now if you'd please, re-join the party and enjoy it," urged Ellis. The moving cloak stepped onto the stage. Ellis nodded to nearby security to restrain the figure. Five guards surrounded it.
"Oh dear, is this how you treat your guests sweetie?"
"Sweetie?" Ellis said bemused. In a moment the figure's cloak flew up, revealing a feminine figure, clad entirely in what appeared to be gold plated Kevlar. Three guards behind her were disorientated by the sudden fabric brushing their face. Electrified gauntlets shocked the two beside her. Chaos ensued among the guests, screams and sudden hustling filled the hall. A high-pitched whine whistled from the gold figure's wrists. Swiftly, she swivelled, impaling sharp razor blades into one of the guards behind her. The one furthest right felt the brunt of her foot as she followed up her attack with a quick, powerful kick to the ribs. The OsCorp board members tried to flee.
"No one's going anywhere!" she yelled, flinging a blade latched to her back firmly into the floor before them. Each stopped and stared at their assailant as the final guard got a blow in, knocking the figure's head to one side. She just shrugged it off instantly and gripped the guard's wrist with inhuman strength.
Ellis was slowly backing away. But he remained enthralled by the spectacle. The woman sniffed and pulled her hood back, revealing her head - a round skull with large ears, slanted red eyes accompanied by a devilish expression.
"You're going to regret that!" Pressure increased on the guard's arm and he wailed in agony. Electricity circled through the guard's body as the figure ignited her gauntlets. A sadistic cackle followed as the figure released the guard's now lifeless corpse. Her gaze turned to the horrified board members. "Now you lot, stay put!"
A majority of the guests cleared out of the hall. Regina followed her group, but understood she had to do something.
'I'm going to regret this,' she thought. In an instant she slowed down and allowed herself to get lost among crowd until she could slip out into a quiet corner. Quickly she assessed her surroundings, find a suitable entry point. "Skylight." Her dress transformed into the being known as Frenzy. Talons formed and tendrils became active. Frenzy slipped out of view of everybody and located a suitable point to make her grand entrance.
Outside, Bryan was catching his breath, alone. Both Rebecca and Mike had separated from him to control the situation. Bryan realised Regina wasn't with him.
"Regina? Regina?!" he yelled, vainly trying to locate her.
"Ma'am, I don't know who you are-" Ellis began.
"Oh where are my manners. Ladies and gentlemen," announced the figure, raising her arms theatrically similarly to how Ellis had earlier. "I am the Hobgoblin." The Hobgoblin prepared a spherical device her hand. "And I invite you to perish!" A smash from the ceiling distracted her. From the skylight Frenzy swung into action and lunged straight at the Hobgoblin. She instantly recognised the threat.
"Ah, so you're the one they call Frenzy," Hobgoblin chuckled underneath Frenzy. "I must say, you don't keep a girl waiting long." A spark shot from her palm as Frenzy was launched back slightly from electricity. As she rose, hobgoblin punched Frenzy with such ferocity it forced her back off the stage. Frenzy lashed a tendril to the ceiling to pose inverted at Hobgoblin.
"Well, 'I must say,' you're too polite for someone threatening these poor folks,"
"Poor?" giggled Hobgoblin, "These pompous old bags? Really, I'd be doing everyone a favour getting rid of them." She turned to ready her device again. A purple strand relieved Hobgoblin of the device.
"I've seen these before." Frenzy glanced at the device. "These are from OsCorp, are they not? Are you here to return them?"
"In a manner of speaking, yes."
"Well." Frenzy implemented her great strength to crush the device in her hand, "You're going to need more." Fragments of amber glazed metal and components hit the ground.
"Don't worry, I came prepared." Hobgoblin flung her cloak back into a comfortable position. Strapped around her chest was a bandolier of devices. Hobgoblin swiftly removed one and flung it towards Frenzy. She raised herself, avoiding the sphere, which carried on until it hit a surface, exploding in fragments. Another bomb was incoming. Frenzy swung away to avoid the incoming weapon.
Hobgoblin wasn't going to waste more of her bombs against Frenzy.
"Nice trick." An incoming sound of jets filled the hall and Frenzy was smashed in the back by a flying platform. "Mine's much better," cackled the Hobgoblin. Frenzy fell to the floor and the glider flew by the Hobgoblin. She jumped on and locked herself into place quickly. Now she was circling Frenzy's ragdoll. "Aw, don't give up, I expected so much more."
"Oh?" Frenzy said coyly, "expect this!" Tendrils launched from her back and whacked the Hobgoblin's glider. She was jostled slightly but it wasn't enough to knock her off the glider.
While there were still guests fleeing the hall, Hobgoblin's targets were beginning to make their move. This did not go unnoticed.
"No!" Hobgoblin screeched, still fending off a forest of Frenzy's tendrils. A sudden burst of turbo from Hobgoblin's glider sliced through the elevated tentacles. A few board members watched on in terror as the Hobgoblin threw an active bomb towards them. The detonation muffled their brief cries of pain.
A confused Ellis watched on as Hobgoblin dispatched another bunch of board members with a second bomb. Screams from the remaining crowd were caused by minor splashes of blood and sinew. Frenzy jumped back into action by using her tendrils as extended limbs. She charged towards Hobgoblin using these limbs like a certain octopus.
Hobgoblin was slightly dislodged when Frenzy finally mounted her glider. She grunted.
"I hate a back-seat driver," Hobgoblin quipped before Frenzy landed a strong jab against her face. Frenzy didn't respond, instead she continued to pummel Hobgoblin. This caused her to lose control of the glider. It flew around in skewed circles around the hall, bashing either side a few times in doing so. Eventually Hobgoblin managed to block a blow and pivoted Frenzy over her head and smashed her against the nearest wall.
Following this, the Hobgoblin targeted her third group, seemingly the last one. Another bomb was unleashed and exploded against the unfortunate people. Crimson stained Hobgoblin's suit with artistic style. She floated victorious above the trio of blood-splattered craters.
However, one still survived; the head of the board. He quietly hid out of sight. Frenzy was still winded from being smashed against the wall and groaned loudly.
"Why am I so bad at this," she said pulling herself up. Frenzy observed the remains of Hobgoblin's victims.
"This bitch is good. Crazy, but good," the symbiote answered. Frenzy took the opportunity to surprise Hobgoblin. Her back was turned in the air. Frenzy bulked up and started to charge. She pounced on Hobgoblin. A swift strike caught Frenzy by surprise however; Hobgoblin produced another katana-like blade and sliced the enlarged creature.
"You got big, girl," Hobgoblin mocked, "Now stay out of this. This is a grown-up matter." A flurry of panting and motion attracted Hobgoblin's attention. From beneath the buffet table, the last board member emerged. Hobgoblin sighed in mocking disappointment. She flew towards the suited gentleman with blade still in hand.
When she was in close proximity she slashed towards the neck. He turned to witness his final moments. A lengthy blood spray along the wall marked the moment his head was cleaved from his shoulders. Despite being headless, the body staggered briefly before collapsing.
Ellis watched in fear and amazement. He realised that this figure had resolved his problem instantly.
Frenzy lay defeated beneath Hobgoblin. She couldn't beat her, nor prevent her from harming those people. Inside, Regina felt disgusted at herself. At the very least, she wanted to wound her badly. Regina knew what she'd do.
"Good try, Frenzy. But these spoils are mine." Hobgoblin turned to witness Frenzy getting back to her feet. "Oh give it up already, hero. You lost," she sighed.
"I'm no hero." Regina eased herself, unshackling something primal within. Every part of the symbiote erupted, unleashing a flurry of vicious tendrils that acted on an independent instinct. Hobgoblin was severely outnumbered by the amount of tendrils emerging from the purple terror. Frenzy's visage became horrifying as her face seemed to get larger, fangs became guillotines and the tips of her tendrils started producing lances.
The innocent Regina was no longer in control. She conceded control to the symbiote in order to earn some consolation. Lances jabbed towards Hobgoblin, tendrils gripped at her suit trying to keep her still. The glider gave her an increased mobility though that even the symbiote struggled to contain.
Ellis watched on in increasingly eager anticipation. Whilst trying to avoid a barrier of tendrils, Hobgoblin was gripped by a completely different set. She was unable to break free. Frenzy's main body drew closer and closer. Among the shifting tendrils the Hobgoblin could spy the unmistakable body of a young female – the actual host to the creature. However, the movements of the mass were too erratic for her to identify the woman.
Suddenly a second set of jets could be heard. It wasn't from the goblin's glider. In a flash, Frenzy's tendrils were sliced by an unseen force. It was a brief but deadly swipe. The primal Frenzy squealed as another flying figure now occupied the hall. It was unlike the goblin. A metallic humanoid figure larger than a regular man floated silently above her like some kind of guardian angel. Wings spanned several feet across the body.
Goblin recognised what it was – Paige's prized creation, the Raptor. In silence, the Raptor unleashed a steadily charged blast from its palm.
"Oh, come on." Frenzy could only gaze in horror as the charge formed into a beam that forced her back. Regina was flown through several walls back and out of sight.
As quickly as it came, it left – the Raptor flew up and out the skylight it came in. Intrigued, the Hobgoblin followed, not before blowing a mock kiss to where Ellis was still watching.
"Ouch," Regina groaned as she dug out of the rubble. Now she was outside in the alley behind. A few new bruises were her only gift from the encounter. Her hair was disordered from the scuffle, but she managed to correct that with the assistance of the symbiote. Regina quickly reformed her dress and dashed back to the crowd outside the convention.
She managed to blend in without anyone suspecting a thing. Police had arrived now and Regina could hear the crowd discussing that Frenzy had appeared in the building. Regina ignored them and sought Bryan.
"This city is just full of wackos. You know we're screwed."realised the symbiote. A numeric disadvantage was against Frenzy. Even with the symbiote at the helm, they couldn't stop both. Albeit that the new arrival did surprise them.
"Then we'll get better," Regina answered defiantly as she recognised Bryan stood close to the entrance near both Rebecca and Mike.