Civil War Part 4
"LaMuerto what's going on man? All production has stopped?" a Rolling Sevens gang member asked LaMuerto, now the Black Tarantula.
"What did you call me?" Black Tarantula asked turning around in his chair.
"La- I mean Black Tarantula, sir." the gang member tried to correct himself. Black Tarantula picked up a gun on his desk and shot it at the man's shoulder.
"Production has stopped cause of this hero thing. All of them are here in New York and if we move any product or try to take the city for my self they will quickly stop us. Understand punta?" Black Tarantula said. "It's even more difficult since Taskmaster decided to leave our operation and go off on his own."
"I understand sir. I am sorry for the misunderstanding." The gang member said, quickly running out and finding a medic.
"Oh where, oh where has my little Mark gone. Oh where, oh where could he be." James Sanders sang walking down the hall of Mark Raxton's apartment. "I've been tracking you for three months Marky, you aren't getting away this time." James said smiling. He brushed his blonde hair back and began stretching in the tights he wore, now his costume he wore when he searched for Mark.
"Hospital to hospital. Hotel to hotel. Now I got you." he said, stopping outside the door that should be his apartment. He knocked slowly three times as the door let out a creaking noise and it slowly opened. James took one step inside and saw a completely trashed room. A desk was broken in half, a glass coffee table laid shattered on the floor. He looked over at the wall and saw a TV attached to it and the glass too it was cracked. He walked further into the room and saw what looked like burn marks all over the wall and floor. He walked into the bedroom and saw blankets thrown all over. But one blanket looked to be covering a body on the body. He tiptoed over to the body and yanked the blanket off of it.
"What is this?!" he shouted looking down at pillows that formed the shape of a body. James felt like someone was watching him, and before he could turn around, a hand clasped onto his mouth.
"Didn't you know? It's your little Mark." Mark said smiling and throwing him into a wall. "And right here, is where he could be." he said, kicking James in the stomach.
"Finally, time for some payback." James said spitting and picking himself up. He moved so quick, Mark didn't even see him jump at him, as the two fell onto the bed. James punched Mark in the jaw, then Mark pushed James onto the floor.
"You gonna apologize for making me this speed demon or what?" James asked Mark, who was holding his chin. "Well? Are you Mark?" he asked as Mark held his chin and began laughing. Mark then began to turn red and a fire started forming on his hands.
"Uh, Mark, you okay? You don't look too good?" James said, standing and backing up.
"Don't call me Mark anymore. He isn't anymore." Mark said standing as his body became engulfed in flame. The room started becoming hotter and hotter as the flame grew on Mark's body. "What? No more stupid comments?" Mark said as he shot a fireball at James. James quickly dodged it as it went flying into the wall and the room began to catch on fire.
"Holy shit." James said, as he ran out the door.
"Good riddance!" Mark said, as his body returned to normal and he walked the opposite direction, as his apartment began to burn down.
Hunter and Sin walked through the hospital hallway discussing the meeting yesterday.
'So they both want you on their side?" Sin asked.
"I guess... I just don't know who to choose." Hunter said.
"Well if you go with Captain America you stay hidden. Which is good." she said.
But think of the power you can have.
Hunter cringed as the voice yet again returned. Sin put her hand on his shoulder as the two stopped walking.
"The voice again?" she asked.
"Yea." Hunter said nodding and walking into the hospital room. Laying on the bed was their friend Marsha. She was still here after three months and they didn't know why.
"Marsha! How are you feeling?" Hunter asked pulling up two chairs.
"Hey Hunter. Hi Sin. I feel alright. It'd be better if I wasn't here though." Marsha said smiling as her friends sat down next to her bed.
"Yea I could understand. Sorry we haven't visited in a while. It was Hunter's idea to visit you so I said sure." Sin said smiling.
"Really?" Marsha said blushing.
"Yeah. I mean it's the least we can do. The whole gang says feel better by the way." Hunter said, rubbing the back of his neck.
"Thank you." Marsha said, blushing more and smiling. "No way!" she said pointing at the TV. Hunter and Sin turned around to look and saw Spider-Man with cops cornering him. He was about to be arrested due to the law that was passed for superheroes. You couldn't be a crime fighter unless you gave away your identity.
"That new law is bullshit." Sin said.
"I don't know." Hunter said shaking his head. "I think I might agree with it." Hunter said, rubbing his head. Sin turned and looked at him with wide eyes as Marsha continued watching the news.
