Right, I know many of you are gonna be pissed at me for attempting another Black Cat/OC story set in the 2018 Spider-Man video game world... but sue me! I want a good Black Cat/OC pairing story to do... and I somehow decided to get to work on the verty old version, well the first idea technically, which is Spawn. So yeah, my OC who is Spawn will be paired with Black Cat in this.
And of course, it's set a year before the events of Marvel's Spider-Man 2018, I still can't wait for the sequel.
The pairings are simple: OC x Black Cat and Peter Parker/Spider-Man x Mary Jane Watson. Story is Rated M because it's Spawn so expect blood, gore and sex scenes.
This story begins a year before the beginning of the 2018 Spider-Man game, Nathan Nolan has been Spawn for a year, and has killed Malebolgia, Violator and Jason Wynn.
Disclaimer: I do not own Spawn or Spider-Man. I only own the OC Nathan Nolan.
It was dark in New York City, and that was a bad thing for the weak and helpless as those who would prey on them come out to get their fresh pickings, and nobody survives the night of New York without survivor skills. The rules of the homeless of New York was killed or be killed, don't trust anybody, survive. Not many survive the nights of New York on the streets.
Right now, a group of five were trying to rape a woman, having currently gotten her down to her bra and panties. "Get off me!" The woman sobbed as one of the men held her arms while the second was between her legs, pulling his trousers down.
"Don't worry, baby." The man between her legs grinned. "We'll be nice and gentle."
Suddenly, from out of the darkness, a chain shot out, wrapped around the man's neck and pulled him into the darkness of the alleyway. The other men released the woman and pulled out weapons, aiming into the darkness as all was silent.
Then came blood-curdling screams
"Jerry!" One of the men shouted before he and the other three fired into the darkness, the gunshots lighting up the alleyway briefly but the rapist didn't seem to be hitting anything as all went silent again aside from one of the men's panicked breathing as his eyes darted around at the shadows of the alleyway.
Then something was thrown out the darkness and slammed into one of the men, revealing to be Jerry, head twisted, an eyeball gouged out, arms broken and twisted, legs bent backwards and twisted like a pretzel.
"Jesus!" One of the men fell back and emptied his stomach on the ground.
"Holy sweet fuck!" Another thug said with wide eyes before a hand reached out of the darkness and grabbed the back of his head, causing him to scream which alerted his friends who aimed. "Fucking shoot the bastard!"
They fired but the attacker moved the man he was holding in front of him and the rapist took the bullets instead, killing him instantly as the body was dropped to the floor.
"WHERE ARE YOU?!" One of the thugs shouted angrily.
"Here."
The man turned with a gasp and the last thing he saw was glowing green eyes before he was killed.
The final thug emptied his ammo clip as the dark figure approached him, but when the gun clicked to show it was out of ammo, the man tossed it and tried to run but a chain wrapped around his leg and yanked hard enough to dislocate his entire right leg, causing the man to scream before he was dragged back and a foot pressed down on him.
"Jesus Christ! Mercy!" The man begged tearfully.
"'We're oft to blame, and this is too much proved, that with devotion's visage and pious action we do sugar on the devil himself.'" The dark figure recited Hamlet.
"W-What's that mean?" The rapist asked confusedly through his tears.
The dark figure lifted a crowbar in the air. "Spare the rod."
And with that, he brought the crowbar down hard before tossing the crowbar aside before turning to the woman and stepped into the light, revealing his appearance.
He was a tall, dark figure wearing a full body form-fitting black suit with white highlights, most notably two large marks over his green glowing eyes, a stylized flowing red high-collar cape that seems to either flow in the wind or writhe as if it were a living creature and chains around his waist.
The figure stepped towards the woman who closed her eyes and braced for the end of her life, but she didn't feel that, she felt something be put around her shoulders and opened her eyes to see a long trench coat wrapped around her to cover her nakedness.
But the dark figure was now gone.
The figure leaped over huge gaps between rooftops and landed on each, or glided using his cape.
This was Spawn.
Spawn landed on a rooftop and stepped to the ledge and crouched down, perching himself with his cape billowing in the wind. He stared down at the streets below as his mind went to his life, before and after he was cursed with this suit.
His real name was Nathan Nolan, a former Black ops Special Forces assassin that did every dirty job the Government needed kept under the radar. the missions Nathan took were suicidal, but he always survived them and did his mission, which was why he was called one of the greatest soldiers. But Nathan wanted to get out of his life as a soldier, as a assassin that kills and kills and kills.
Nathan wanted to be with his girlfriend and their five year old daughter, so he took one last mission that would leave him with a lot of money, enough fir him to take his family away from the place they lived in and go to somewhere nice like Hawaii. However, the Universe liked to fuck with people and be such a bitch, because on that mission, Nathan's morals got in the way and he was gunned down by his own squad by order of a man named Jason Wynn.
Nathan then found himself in Hell, where he met Malebolgia, one of the demon lords of Hell who made a deal with him: Nathan will lead his army in exchange for seeing his girlfriend and daughter again, a deal Nathan agreed to. However, in his desperate quest to get back, he forgot to think that demons can trick people.
And so Nathan found himself waking up five years after his death. His girlfriend had moved on, married another man, had another child, and moved away from their old home that was abandoned. Nathan had nothing left and swore revenge against Wynn and Malebolgia, and so his quest for revenge began.
Nathan fought demons, angels, vampires, werewolves, goblins, all sorts of supernatural creatures that stood in his way as he practically waged war with heaven and Hell, but he got what he wanted in the end. He killed Jason Wynn and Malebolgia, and got his soul back, but he had kept the power of the Hellspawn for himself, to use it for good, to protect the innocent from the criminals, from anything that sought to harm them.
And so began the life of Nathan Nolan as the vigilante known as Spawn, in which it's been a year since Nathan killed Malebolgia and began the life of a vigilante.
To the innocent, he was the dark, watchful protector.
To the criminals, he was the Grim Reaper that has come to drag their souls to Hell...
And that's it for the first chapter. Tried to make it as dark and gory as it would fit with the Spawn stuff. Besides, nothing like this kind of opening to start off a Spawn story.
