Chapter 2

Science





"Well I found out what the substance on the rapist is?" Colfax said to Bullock

"And it is?"

"Spider Web"

"Wow" Bullock said sarcastically. "That took how long?"

"Hey save the Lettterman-humor for another time. This stuff is something else." She got up from her desk and showed him the report on the webbing explaining everything.

"This web is not native Gotham. In fact got some interesting DNA in it. Not to mention how high in tensile strength the stuff is?"

"What kind of DNA?"

"Well that required digging through the databases. But I did find a report out of Columbia about they did some genetic engineering with spider's. They took the DNA of three different spiders and spliced them together to create one spider. There were fifteen spiders created during the experiment."

"Keep me going. You've got me on the edge of my seat."

"During the experiment, one spider got loose and it was never found."

"One was missing?"

"Exactly, so who knows what could have happen. Also the webbing revealed traces of human DNA. This isn't stuff being cooked by a mad scientist and kept in a tank. This is coming out of the mad scientist. And I hope it isn't coming out of the spot where a spider releases their webs."

"Where would that be?"

"That would be from their buts."

Bullock looked on and didn't react.

"Is something wrong?"

"No, it's just when working Gotham Homicide one doesn't exactly become grossed out by the little things in life."

"True, although you'd be surprised. Your old partner from homicide, Stevens, I think it is. Can't handle dissection."

"You're kidding?"

"Not for any moral reason mind you. But the fact is he thinks it's gross."

"Well who doesn't."

Just as Colfax was about to respond, a uniformed officer appeared.

"Captain Bullock"

"Yes"

"The Deputy Commissioner would like to see you."

"Which one?"

"Kellison"

"Tell him I'll be there in a second."

The officer nodded and walked away

"Better get going.

"I'll let you know when I get more."

"Okay"

Bullock walked out of the crime lab and got onto an elevator to Kellison's office which was located on the 40th floor. Only a couple of floors away from Commissioner Gordon's office.

Deputy Commissioner Franklin Kellison was a born politician. He knew how to work the system without actually breaking the law. He got his rank quickly. Whatever he did had a purpose. A purpose for himself and his career. Many believed he would head for the mayor's office if he didn't get the Commissioner's spot in the next five years. He was in his early 40's yet maintained good looks that made him appealing to some voters. The way men like John F. Kennedy would get elected. He would do anything needed to get him ahead. Bullock figured after the press of the Martha Flynn and what had happened at the warehouse in Coventry on that night. That Kellison saw him as a valuable commodity.

When Bullock got Kellison's office. He found him on the phone. Everyone who met up with the man usually found him in that position. He laughed a couple of times and then hung up the phone.

"Just had some friends come into the city. We were planning for something for tonight."

"I see"

"Please" Kellison gestured towards the chair in front of him. "Take a seat."

Bullock went and sat down in front of the Deputy Commissioner

"What is it you want me for?"

"That's a very good question, Captain Bullock. And I have the answer." Kellison then stood up and tried to make himself stand over Bullock. Even though Bullock was at least an inch taller than him.

"I've taken quite an interest in you, Captain. I heard about that whole 'Chewy seeds' affair and the plan to destroy Finn-Rawlings by some mad lab rat. Well after I heard what your detectives found last night at the upper west side. I had to bring you up here for an important manner."

"What is it?"

Kellison went behind his desk and produced a couple of disks and a file with a half an inch thickness of paper.

"This came from New York." He said as he put it in front of Bullock's face. Bullock opened the file and skimmed through its contents. Many of papers were photos showing people wrapped up in the same kind of web as the rapist was last night.

"How did you get these?" Bullock asked

"I've got a friend with the NYPD. Captain Frank Stacey. Nice guy. His daughter was . . . something else."

Bullock ignored what intentions Kellison had for some cop's daughter.

"This is something I want you to look into."

"What exactly?"

"I want you to investigate whose behind these things and if need be, bring him in."

Bullock wanted to act surprised but he really wasn't nor was it something to do in his superior's office.

"This has been going on for the past few months." Kellison went on. "Suddenly New York runs dry of finding perps in what ever that substance is."

"Spider webbing"

"Excuse me?"

"That's what Crime Scene determined what the stuff was."

"Well at least that's a start. I want you to go and check to see if we've had any other cases of this stuff in the past few weeks. Do what you can. Don't worry about overtime. I want you here next week at this time to see what you've got. Then will determine what to do their from there. "

"What about MCU?"

"Don't worry about that either. Have your second-in-command become squad commander until further notice. If this thing turns out to take months. Then he gets to be lieutenant. Otherwise, I'm asking you Captain Bullock to do this. I like you and I think this sort of thing can be beneficial for you. "

Bullock didn't want to go monster searching but he was in a bind. He couldn't turn down a request from a man who was believed to be very connected. It was something Bullock had to deal. Although as he skimmed the file it did seem intriguing.

"I'll do it."

"Excellent, just notify your squad and I'll take care of the rest."

Bullock got up from his chair and took the file and disks. He got back in the elevator. That's when it him. He had no idea what he just got into.







School finally let out at Hamilton High. Everyone was taking what they needed to do their homework or to study. Peter Parker was no exception as he began to pull stuff out of his locker.

"What's going on twip?" A now familiar voice said to him

Parker closed the door. There towering over him was Nelson. The jock he had ran into during lunch.

"What was your name?" Parker asked

Nelson slammed the door. "Nelson"

"That's it?"

"That's all you're gonna get, twip." Nelson began to move in closer on Parker.

"Is that all you're going to call me?" Parker asked "By the way I wouldn't recommend trying to fight with me."

"Oh yeah, I'll be carefully." Nelson suddenly lurched forward and Parker instinctively dropped to floor. He didn't drop as so much bend. This caught the attention of everyone in the halls of Hamilton High, including Terry McGinnis

"What are you doing?" Nelson asked

Parker shot back up. "Reflexes"

Nelson "Oh, yeah? Try and dodge this." He took a swing and aimed for Parker's stomach.

Parker quickly dodged the move and caught Nelson's arm. He gripped it tightly and then twisted it. Everyone could hear the bone snap. Nelson screamed out in pain.

"I'm sorry, this is why you don't try this on me."

Nelson continued to shriek in pain. Now his buddies were coming after Parker on all sides. Parker jumped up and did a back flip as if he were a gymnast. Everyone in the hallway was amazed.

He dodged all the punches and kicks the jocks were throwing at him. It almost appeared to be a choreographed acrobatic show. After it was done many people in the hallway began to applaud. That's when the jocks gave up. The kid was too popular now.

Parker quickly gathered his things and got out of the school. Many of the students were talking about it. Except for one. Terry McGinnis stood there as he was not only fascinated but extremely curious.