Chapter Thirty-Seven: A Dark Dawn
The sun ominously risen itself from the clouds, indicating that a new dawn had started. The rays weren't strong enough to light everything as there were some of the areas were hidden in shadows.
Peter glanced down as he continued to walk down the halls of the Police department. Even though he didn't needed to come, he wanted to. Just to make sure that Mysterio was heavily secured and couldn't break out ever again.
Mysterio snarled as he was being pushed forward roughly.
"Get a move on!" Jackson replied. "Best gift you had brought us all day, Spider Man."
Spider Man was mute and Jackson turned around as he gave a small smile.
"Hey son," he placed his hand on Peter's shoulder and Peter looked up. "I'm sorry about your loss."
Peter smiled faintly.
"Wait!" Mysterio said.
"Get in there! I don't want to hear another word from this thing."
"Ha, thing?" Mysterio spat. "If you twits are down, I need Spider Man."
"Sorry. You ain't getting near—"
"Wait."
Everyone turned around to stare at Spider Man.
"You want to hear what this…person has to say?" Jackson asked incredulously.
Spider Man lifted his head up. "Yes."
Mysterio smirked as Jackson huffed. "Don't know why you're wasting your time with him."
"Watch it, you goon. Or I can easily snap your neck if I wanted to. Right then. I would need a camera recorder and a room."
Jackson narrowed his eyes but he did what he was told anyway. Mysterio was roughly placed on a chair and his hands were locked tightly.
"I'm not big on taking orders from a wanted man," Jackson said. "But I'm doing it because of Spider Man."
Mysterio scoffed.
As Jackson left, the cameraman spoke. "Rolling in three…two…" he then gave a signal and Mysterio started.
"My name is Quentin Beck, also known as Mysterio. I am here to confess that I, Mysterio, have taken the liberty to make the real Spider Man's life a mess."
Peter stopped what he was doing as he stared at Mysterio. Was he hearing things right?
"I am not the Spider Man you all thought I was. No. I was the fraud one and I hereby declare that all charges against him must be cleared…"
When the speech was done, Peter could do nothing other than to stare at him with an incredulous look. He watched as how Mysterio got up again by two police men and then Spider Man finally spoke when Mysterio stopped.
"Thank you," Spider Man whispered.
Mysterio slightly glanced at him and gave a short nod. "I'm sorry…about your friend."
He grunted when the police shoved him forward and Mysterio exited out of the room until Peter could no longer see him.
Peter tried to blink his tears away but they betrayed him as they kept rolling down. This was a terrible day and he didn't even wanted to be here. He just want to go to his room, curl into a ball and cry.
Even Aunt May came along and for that, Peter was grateful. He needed someone close to him to give a comfort hug and to make him forget what happened. Peter couldn't find Iron Man. Peter squeezed his eyes shut tight as they reached the destination and the priest began to say the words.
After it was done, Aunt May came up to him and hugged him.
"I'm so sorry," Aunt May whispered, kissing him on the head. The two shared a hug for a while until they pulled apart. "Come on…let's go…"
Peter shook his head. "No…I…I want to be here…for a while…"
Nodding, Aunt May let go of him and as she turned, she nearly bumped into a person.
"Oh!" she exclaimed surprised. "I'm so sorry. I didn't see where I was going and—Oh, Tony."
Tony gave a smile but it faltered. "How do you do?"
"Oh, I've had better days…" she sniffed.
He nodded. "Uhm…may I—?" Tony motioned to Peter.
"Yes, of course."
Aunt May left, leaving the two alone. There was a long silence and in all honesty, Peter wanted for someone to break it. He couldn't handle it.
"I'm sorry," Tony said quietly. "I should've stopped him…"
Peter shook his head. "It's not your fault. Ned's stubborn. It's just…it's just not fair…" he whispered.
Tony pulled Peter in, giving him a hug and Peter let his tears roll down.
"I just hope you know that…Ned died, knowing you would do the same thing for him," Tony spoke softly.
In a dark room, where lights were barely lit, there was a dark ominous feeling like the kind where if people had entered, they were immediately warned to go back. The cold breeze would make anyone shiver unpleasantly and the whole room smelled terribly like with rotten cheese and decomposed bodies mixed together.
"You realize that it would be almost time for you to make an appearance?" a person spoke from the shadows.
There was a rumbling voice. "Yessss…but now, is not the time. Young Spider Man is still trying to cope up with a terrible loss. He can't handle it now…but it doesn't matter. Soon, I'll rise from the darkness and I'll be avenged…" the person laughed and from the shadows, a glint of a tentacle slithered by.
Author's Note: OHMIGOODNESS! I CAN'T BELEVE I'VE FINISHED! IV'E FINISHED AND ALL THANKS TO YOU, MY GOOD PEOPLE! *screams* I'VE FINISHED IT! But ooo who was that person at the end? Could that possibly be a new evil? So many questions, little answers but all of them will be answered in book five ^^ where I'm bringing perhaps one of the most anticipated villains of all times and I sincerely hope they would one day bring him in. But thank you guys so much for your support and I hope to see you in book five! Toodles!