The rain poured onto the roof of the building. It was slowly becoming annoying that Buttercup been the only one to scout at night, but Buttercup had then remembered why. Her almost pitch black suit helped her be nearly invisible unless you were to get a sneak peek of her signature technicolor green accents. Buttercup stayed still, watching over the city and listening for anything — just police sirens. Here and there pulling people over. She sighed as the night had begun to feel any other. Buttercup had hopped off the ledge and paced around the roof of the building. She always been on this building when scouting at night. It was the tallest, and she preferred to see the sunrise from the highest point. Sadly she was a couple of hours away from then, and the rain seemed to have no end in sight for the night.
"Why'd they send me out when they know nothing horrible happens at night," Buttercup mumbled to herself. She'd already stopped three burglary's, two drug busts, and an attempted grand theft auto. Buttercup paced around and then went back on her ledge. The rain had finally stopped and she only a couple more hours and she'd get to go home. Before Buttercup could even move, she was grabbed by her hood, pulling her off of the ledge.
"Look who I've got here." The voice cooed at her. Fuck, BC thought. Buttercup recognized who she was dealing with, and she was dealing with him alone. The sound threw her at the wall of the stairwell entry. Buttercup hit it hard; her back was now aching. Most likely bruised to hell. Thankfully she opened her eyes in time to see Inferno, the Carnage wearing villain walking towards her. "The itsy bitsy Spider." Inferno continued, his eyes hungrily looking for blood. She tried to shoot as much web at him as possible, but with how much movement it took, it hurt her even worse. Inferno was huge, over eight feet tall, and he was towering over her.
"The hell do you want." Buttercup finally spat at him. He grabbed her throat tightly. His claw was almost digging into her face.
"I think we both know what I want Emerald." He finally said with a sneering smirk. Inferno ripped half of her mask off, exposing some of her face. Parts of her raven black hair had fallen out, flowing in the wind. "Look at me Emerald," Inferno demanded as he slammed her into the wall again. Buttercups eyes stayed closed. Inferno repeated himself, letting his symbiote wrap her arms and her mouth just in case she'd try to fight or scream. Buttercup was becoming weaker and weaker with every slam, t, and she didn't know how much more she could take. She couldn't call her sisters for help now. She finally weakly opened her eyes, letting the bright green show to the dark red villain. She could feel his breath hitch. Inferno was dropping her as passed out.
"Green eyes?" He asked. Inferno had never left the rooftop. That's what he called Buttercup at the high school before he'd graduated. Bricks heart was all over the place. He couldn't help himself but feel so fucked up over this discovery. "What the fuck am I going to do now Green eyes?" He continued, whispering to himself. Brick had been scouting her at night as well. Brick had been watching the Emerald Spiders every move, considering when to attack and when not to. Tonight she was more off guard than any other night, that's when he knew he had to take his chance. Now Brick was regretting it. Her sisters would get worried, who knows if they were even superhero's. Carnage unwrapped her arms and her mouth, returning to Brick. Brick carried her home, sneaking her into her window and locking her bedroom door. Brick wrapped her in her blankets before standing to leave.
"What have I gotten myself into..." he whispered to himself before leaving. The sun was rising, and he knew that the Crimson Spider would be out scouting instead. Brick didn't want any more trouble than he'd already gotten himself into, so he walked himself home to his brothers — the thoughts about Buttercup becoming distracting.
"What happened man? There's nothing on the TV! You said it'd be a TV night!" Boomer asked with a worried expression. Out of all the boys, Boomer was the most caring. He always worried about his brothers well beings. Brick just waved him off, walking to the kitchen to grab a pop and off to his room to think. Boomer and Butch just gave each other confused looks, and Boomer was out the door with Venom covering his body. It was his morning routine, about every two to three weeks the boys would cause havoc. Boomer wasn't as good at it, being as lovely as he invariably was. Brick laid on his bed, staring at his ceiling for longer than he could remember. He heard his blue brother arrive home, and his green brother leave. How was he supposed to take in the fact that his green brothers best friend, was the green spider that would always end up kicking their asses? Yes, Buttercup was feisty, proud, and not afraid to beat anyone's ass. But he'd never expected her to be Emerald Spider. The pieces did fit together, but he didn't want it to be true.
"Brick. Do you want fried chicken for dinner?" Boomer asked from behind the closed door, interrupting his thoughts. Brick sighed as he got out of bed, unlocking the door to a joyful Boomer holding up a bucket of chicken: the cheapest but the best food for dinner for the boys.
"You sly little shit." Brick laughed. Boomer was always the caring brother, wasn't he? As he stepped out of the room, he met with the living room full of snack foods, money, and drinks. Looks like he did it again. "I take it Crimson didn't win?" Brick asked.
"She could barely catch up this time. I do hate your training days, though." Boomer replied as they both sat in the living room together.
"But it is helping you," The boys were watching crime TV shows and eating till they couldn't anymore. Boomer rolled his eyes at Brick.
"At least I wasn't like you last night. Emerald Spider must've gotten your ass!" Brick was shocked for a moment. Thankfully Boomer hadn't noticed. Brick just punched his brother in the shoulder and continued to eat.
"She didn't get my ass, fuckhead. She got away." Brick said confidently, which made Boomer look at him sideways.
"You almost had her?" Boomer asked in shock. The tricolored spider team was terrific together, but the Emerald Spider could do everything without the other two. Brick nodded to Boomer, sending him into shock and excitement.
"Holy shit! Why didn't you tell us! We thought she beat your ass or somethin'!" Brick shook his head, snickering at Boomer.
"No, I was pissed that she got away with how bad she was looking."
"Soo... did you figure out who she was?"
Brick waited. He stopped chewing and looked dead at the TV — Boomer watching him closely.
"Brick?" Boomer finally asked after another moment. Brick closed his eyes and subsequently swallowed.
"I didn't, I don't care to, and we probably never will." He finally replied. Boomer sighed in sadness as he fell back into the seat of the couch. Brick didn't want his brothers to figure out who she was, not from him at least.
"You could've just told me! Why'd you have to add suspense!" He exclaimed. Brick had every reason, as the leader, to not tell them things. Even if it may upset them or piss them off at some point, Brick does everything for a good reason. Butch walked through the front door, home from the smallest battle he'd ever engaged. The fights with Arctic Spider never amounted to the ones Butch had with all three of them. Or even the struggles he'd rarely had with Emerald Spider.
"Shitty day?" Boomer asked Butch, handing him a beer. Lasher whipping out and ripping the bottle top off angrily. "I'll take that as a yes," Boomer continued, drinking his beer.
"Ya know if she put up a real fight, I might come home happier. But no, she's the weakest of them all! I'm not the one who should have to fight her, or even deal with her!" Butch explained angrily. Brick smirked at his statement as if Butch could win against Emerald or even Crimson. Butch was off his rocker for the most part and could barely walk straight. He was essentially insane. Whore crazed, no fucks given, and generally horrible.
"Maybe if you could handle one of the other two, we'd let you. But you're too stupid even to get away from the Spiders." Brick responded, knowing he'd piss his green brother off. To which he'd succeeded; Butch throwing his beer on the ground and storming off to his room. Brick laughed him oof, now looking at the time. Only seven, he'd only have a couple more hours till he could return to the building and see if Buttercup would show up. Boomer started to clean the food and drinks out of the living room, throwing most of it into the trash. Bricks phone ringing to see Mitch, he'd begun to hate the damned annoyance. He answered quickly, walking into his room and locking the door behind him.
"Brick when will you have the goods? I need the money to buy Buttercup her gift." Mitch babbled. Bricks blood boiled at the sound of Buttercup's name coming out of his mouth.
"They won't be delivered till tomorrow," Brick replied coldly. Mitch was never this annoying, not until Buttercup and he began dating her junior year. Brick hadn't tried to talk to her about a relationship because he couldn't confess to her, and he was graduating that year.
"I kind of need them now, man. Buttercup and I's anniversary is tomorrow. She's gonna be wickedly pissed if I don't bring her something." Mitch now begged. Brick rolled his eyes, pinching the bridge of his nose in annoyance. Why was he going to give in and help this asshole? He wanted to be with Buttercup, even if she was a hero. Brick has wanted to be with her since his sophomore year.
"Fine. I can bring the goods to you tonight. I have to run out anyway."
"Thanks, man, it means a lot. I'll meet you at our usual spot." Mitch sighed in relief before hanging up. Brick now stared at his phone angrily, squashing it in his fist. Carnage appeared at Brick's shoulder, looking at the crushed phone.
"You know, we could quickly kill him now that we're going out." Carnage hissed. Brick dropped the phone, tucking his hands into his pockets.
"Never gonna happen. Buttercup would be devastated." Brick retorted. Carnage growled.
"We can just take a bite then..." Carnage tried to argue. Brick rolled his eyes, ignoring the red blob on his shoulder.
When Brick finally got out the front door to the apartment, the sun was already setting. He barely had time to deal with Mitch, he needed to hurry. The kid wasn't even supposed to get anything until the next day anyway, so Mitch is lucky. Brick made it to the meeting spot, in an alleyway close to the building he was itching to escape to. Mitch made it just in time for Brick to be slightly annoyed more than he already was. Not pissed off.
"I'm really sorry for making you deliver a day early. It won't happen, I just needed the extra cash to get Butters a gift." Mitch complained. Brick completely ignoring the shorter, brown-haired boy. Brick didn't even need Carnage to tower over Mitch. He was almost a foot taller. Brick sneering down at the freckle-faced boy, handed him the bags of weed for him to distribute.
"I want my part of the deal still. You get the weed gone, I always get ninety percent of the profits." Mitch nodded while hiding the bags in his jacket. Brick now walked off down the street, passing the bright buildings. The city was always prettier from above the buildings. Brick got to another alleyway, becoming Inferno once more and climbing up the side of the original building. Hiding in the shadows, waiting to see her arrive.