Chapter 4
Meeting Kristina and Fighting Khushbu
A/N: Another chapter! Yay! Read, review, and enjoy! And sorry if I am making Peter look like a fool…he doesn't look like a fool from here on-I know, because I've planned out almost all the chapters in advance!
"Ah!" shouted Peter, jumping in surprise. The girl jumped too. She appeared to be Asian. She had shoulder length black, thick glasses, and was short and stout.
"Are you the hostage?" she asked, adjusting her glasses, looking at him with…concern, perhaps?
"No," said Peter hastily. "I'm…"
"I just saw you about to jump for that wall," interrupted the girl. "Only Spider-Man would do that. And Spider-Man is Peter Parker. YOU'RE Peter Parker, who is Spider-Man, and so you're the hostage, and so it's no use lying anymore."
She said this all very fast.
Peter sighed. "You're smart," he said truthfully.
"Well, I'm in Bengal Pride and I'm in 7-R Honors and I'm in the 7-R High Class," replied the girl, pulling her jacket closer to her to keep warm. "I'm Kristina, by the way. Kristina Lao."
"Hello Kristina," said Peter.
"How'd you escape?" Kristina asked, adjusting her glasses again, as they were sliding down her nose.
"Dan and Mark helped me," said Peter.
"Oh, those idiots," chuckled Kristina, nodding her head. "Sounds like them. Probably why KAJIBS didn't tell them who you were."
"I suppose you're going to take me back," said Peter, already planning an escape route.
"No," said Kristina. "Since you're already planning an escape route." Peter sighed. It was like these people could read his mind!
"I'll help you," said Kristina. "Because they way you were thinking of taking would lead you straight into one of KAJIBS's traps."
"What's the trap?" asked Peter curiously. He was willing to get any information he could about these girls.
"A Gary-Stu monster," said Kristina, wincing. "Don't go that way under any circumstances!"
"Gary-Stu monster?" asked Peter, wondering what on earth THAT could be. "What's that?"
Kristina shuddered. "You don't wanna know. Trust me. But, I will tell you this. No one else can see or hear the Gary-Stu monster, and it doesn't hurt them anyway. Only YOU can see it, and it only wants to hurt YOU."
"Oh. And, I have a question, not regarding the Gary-Stu monster."
"What is it?" asked Kristina.
"You guys…I mean, how come my spider-sense doesn't go off when you're around?" asked Peter.
Kristina sighed. "It's because…well, it's like that thingy you had with Venom, only no alien symbiotes."
"And…what's KAJIBS's evil plan?" asked Peter, trying to sound casual and off-hand.
"They didn't tell it to any of the staff," said Kristina. "In case something exactly like this might happen. Jackie sorta knows things ahead of time, since she's writing this story in the first place, but she doesn't know how it's going to end. Neither does anyone else."
"Are you sure?" said Peter slowly. He somehow got the feeling this girl knew more than she would admit.
"Well…I do know a little bit of the plan," Kristina admitted sheepishly.
"Well, what do you know?!" asked Peter eagerly, practically jumping in glee.
Kristina laughed. "Stay calm, because I don't think this is going to help you much! Now, KAJIBS is going to make you go crazy. I don't know how they're going to do it, and I don't know what they're going to do with you once you go crazy."
Peter sighed. "Well, thanks anyway."
"To get out of here," said Kristina. "You web-swing to…" She then gave him detailed directions for a way to the Chrysler building he had never taken before. "Khushbu's going to be there, but I'm sure you can take her on."
"Thanks!" shouted Peter as he headed for the Chrysler building, his face well hidden under the extremely baggy hood of his shirt.
When Peter reached the Chrysler Building, he saw Khushbu flyinf around, circling the building, watching the sky and pedestrians below.
"Man, how am I going to get past her?" Peter whispered to himself. He was remembering the other day when Astrid had punched him and knew not to underestimate any of KAJIBS or their henchpeople.
He leaped silently onto a building behind the Chrysler building and watched, from a good hiding place, Khushbu as she circled the building over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over.
At this point, Peter was becoming slightly dizzy, but he had noticed a pattern. Khushbu, on every fifth round, would swoop down a little bit next to an open window, and if Peter was quick enough and his timing was right, he could get into that window without ramming into Khushbu.
He decided to give it a try.
He shot a strand of webbing inside the window, and it caught onto a piece of furniture or something. Peter then web-swung over, but Khushbu broke the strand when she flew by.
Peter quickly shot another web and it caught itself on a fire escape of another building, and Peter swung over there.
This was going to be tough.
Luckily, Khushbu hadn't noticed she had broke through webbing, so Peter decided to try again.
He waited until Khushbu had circled the building 4 times and was on her 5th round. He shot webbing at the open window and swung into it.
Almost.
He slammed right into Khushbu and the webbing broke once again. Khushbu noticed this time and grabbed Peter before he fell.
"We can't lose you!" shouted Khushbu, explaining why she had grabbed him before he fell. "You're the main character! You can't DIE in the fourth chapter!"
Peter had had enough of this nonsense. He hoisted himself up, stuck his hands onto the building, and kicked Khushbu.
"I want to fight," said Peter as Khushbu flew back up. "It's time I put a stop to this once and for all, you Obsessive Smiling Diseased girl!"
For the first time since they met, Khushbu frowned. "But Jackie said the fighting scene didn't come 'til chapter—-"
Peter did a back flip and lunged at her. Khushbu yelped and flew out of the way, grabbing Peter again before he fell.
"OK, you're going to have to stop doing that," said Khushbu, keeping a firm grip on him. "If you want to fight, let's go to a flat surface."
Then, still holding him, Khushbu flew them to a nearby building with a flat roof.
"OK," said Khushbu, setting him down as they landed. "NOW we can fight."
Peter got into his fighting stance, and Khushbu ran at him suddenly and knocked him down.
Peter threw her off and sent her flying 10 feet into the air, and she landed 4 feet in front of him. Khushbu got up, shouted "PURPLE POWER!!!" and pointed her left palm at him.
Bright bursts of purple flames came out of Khushbu's hand and knocked Peter off of his feet in slow motion, causing him to twist and nearly break his neck.
Peter, when he fell, shot a bunch of webbing through the purple flames and it landed on Khushbu. Well, nearly—-she'd dodged it.
Khushbu pointed her right hand at Peter this time, and the purple flames zoomed back into her hand. She then pointed her left hand at him again, shouted "SUPER HAPPY FACES!" and hundreds of smiley faces came shooting out of her palm and started to attack Peter (with smiles!).
Peter cocooned himself with webbing so that smiley faces wouldn't hurt him. Finally, after about 2 minutes, they gave up and zoomed back into Khushbu's right hand.
Peter uncocooned himself and shot webbing at Khushbu's feet, tripping her. She fell to the ground and Peter started swinging her around and around, until she looked like she was going to barf. Then Peter broke the web and Khushbu fell down.
He tackled her before she could catch her breath, rolled her up in webbing, and flung her over his back.
"I…I lost?!" said Khushbu, sounding astonished. "That's no fair! I'm suing…"
But Peter shut her up by zipping webbing over her mouth.
"Mmmph gllph!" Khushbu protested.
He paid her no heed and web swung into an alleyway, and hung Khushbu froma fire escape.
"Mmph mmmph mph gglphing mph mph mmph! Mph mph gllph mmph mmph!" shouted Khushbu, which translated means: "The blood is rushing to my head! Get me down from here!"
Peter ignored her and went merrily along his way, swinging a basket…well, maybe not swinging a basket, but still. Same concept.
He went home and wrote a hostage note to KAJIBS that said:
KAJIBS,
I have taken Khushbu hostage. If you want her back, end this whole stupid thing and go back to where you came from…wherever that is.
If you want to fight for her, it's won't be pleasant. I'm not all peaches and cream, you know. I'm sick of this bullshit. I'm not going to go along with this quietly anymore. If you want some bloodshed…
Come and get it.
Yours truly,
Spider-Man
A/N: How was that, eh? Was Peter tougher in this chapter? Review!
