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Thank you all again and now to the story.

Ch.7 The City

I sit in there for a few more minutes, feeling the mini bullets of water slam into me. They wake me up; prepare me for the night ahead. My tentacles have stopped squirming; they wait, attentive and ready for action.

I am also getting quite on edge. I get up and dry off. My tentacles make this a chore, but finally decide to help. Sarah grabs it and starts to dry off around her and Kris. Kris, in turn, takes it and dries off near her.

The all eventually get my back done, slowly as to not hurt me. The metal is connected directly to my spine; if they slipped and pushed too hard it could seriously damage me.

I walk out into the main room. With the shades closed and no one around I don't feel guilty without a towel. Besides, my tentacles had wrapped around me already, their warmth like a freshly washed towel.

I walk into the huge closet that many people wouldn't think was there. Many are fooled by how small the house looks, but it is actually quite large. There are two separate sides to the closet. The side that all my clothes are on and the side Rose had her clothes on.

Careful not to disturb Rose's side, I walk in and look for something to wear.

"What do you think?" I direct at them.

Sarah slowly unfolds. She reaches for a shirt but Kris stops her, "No the one next to it!"

"Not that one!" yells Bethany.

"The one three down to the left," Liz tries.

Sarah goes over to it, "This one?"

"Yeah!" Liz is excited.

"No," exclaims Kris, "That one isn't right! That one wouldn't be flexible enough!"

"And what do you know?" Bethany starts.

"Hey!" Kris intervenes.

"Really!" I add. "Can't you all agree?"

"No."

"Not really."

"Not too good."

"Never have!"

"Well," I I'm desperate to get them to cooperate, "Why not pick two and see which pants will go with which, I'll choose the outfit."

"Um."

"Yeah!"

"Sure."

"Okay."

"What's wrong Sarah?" she was the only one not sure still.

"Nothing, Otto. Whatever you choose."

"This one okay?" Sarah asks when finding a white shirt that had a black pullover with it.

"The jacket is," comments Kris, the other two nod.

"Okay," Sarah grabs the hanger and puts it aside.

"The one there, maybe?" Bethany points out yet another black coat, this one a trench coat.

"Yeah!" the other three agree and Sarah sets that one aside too.

"Those pants would go with both!" Liz points to a pair of long black slacks.

"Okay," Sarah agrees.

"That works," continues Kris.

"Fine by me," Bethany finishes.

Sarah grabs the pants and I head out the door as Sarah grabs the shirts. I take the shirts and lay them out on the bed. I look them over. The trench coat would defiantly allow me to move better, plus my tentacles could be hidden if I need to enter a place.

I throw on some boxers and the slacks, then grab the coat. I stare skeptically, how is this going to work?

Reading my mind Kris answers me, "Put it on, we'll come out when we need to."

I put it on and they rip a hole in the back to get out, I realize that this will have to happen to all the clothes I wear, I can't get around it anymore.

We head downstairs and I unlock the door. I step outside into the evening air.

The sun is below the horizon and the moon is just starting to rise. The moon is only a crescent, even all the way up it won't give off much light, just enough to move about. Bethany reaches back into the house and grabs at hat, placing it into Sarah's special extension claw, which in turn places it on my head. I need to hide, they know that.

In the dark I can't see the hole in the back of my coat in my reflection, so I assume others can't either. I close the door, lock it, and place the key in my front pocket.

I start to head out but Liz and Bethany plant firmly into the ground. "Hold on, Otto," Sarah says as she snakes up beside me. I do as I'm told and hold on to her as Bethany and Liz lift me into the air. I remember this from when they brought me home from the lab. I was tired that night, but tonight I am fully aware. It is much more exhilarating this way. Being hoisted into the air, the claws then digging into the side of my house, climbing me up the side.

Once on the roof the claws turn to the house on the left and leap across to its roof. From there we keep going, on and on, toward the city lights.
When we arrive at the city borders they stop us and I look down. I see al the people running here and there. Back and forth, trying to get this way and that.

I start to really reflect. That was me at one point. Not too long ago I was accepted by these people and wanted to be a part of them. Now I really only connect with my tentacles, the ones who would never leave, never want to leave me.

I look around and see the lights. I can now really take in the city, experience the thrill of hovering high above it, safe, but unwanted by them. They are so naïve. I stand up here, vengeful, unafraid of what I could do. They wanted to hurt me, I should hurt them back. On the way over my tentacles kept reassuring me that the people who get hurt should. I agree with them too. None of them are anything like Rose. They would never take me back like Rose would. They would hate me; throw me out, all over again.

Bethany and Liz take me into an alley way and drop me down. All four tentacles recoil and pull my coat shut, not exposing themselves to the outside world. I walk out and am instantly hit by the bright light. I walk for a while, just dazed by the light. People don't care about me, they only care about themselves, they don't even turn as I walk past, as they always did.

I walk into a store that finally pops up. It's a fine store from what I remember. It always had what I was looking for.

I know that my one priority is food. I need as much as possible. I walk in and instantly notice security cameras.

"Walk a little to the right," Sarah tells me, I notice that she is peaking out over my shoulder, still in shadow.

I do and she commands me quickly, "Stop!"

Right then she goes shooting out and destroys all the cameras. The owner sees her and gasps.

I let the other three come out. They all wriggle wildly above my head. I stare as they shoot around the store, picking up everything in their wake and throwing it either into a cart for me, or on the floor.

The store owner makes a move to grab a gun. He points it at me. This time a don't even flinch as I watch Kris tear right through his stomach, instantly killing him.

I watch the whole horror as the people that had been in there run out the door, a couple unlucky enough to get in a tentacles path, shredded instantly to bits.

I wait a couple of seconds, a smile spread across my face as I realize that the tentacles do this for me. I love the point that they seem to only care about me, I love feeling the power and exhilaration.

They finish fast and I look around. There are two carts full of food which Kris and Sarah lift to take with. There's blood and food spread all around, scattered on the floor. The crimson coloring slowly mixes with the white tile and makes a pinkish color that fades fast back to crimson.

"Ready?" Bethany asks. I nod and we take off.

A couple of roof tops away we stop and turn around. Spiderman is there, just arriving. This sends my tentacles into a panic. They quickly get us back home, where I unlock the door and enter, the Sarah and Kris coming in after, bringing the first load of food that I ever had to steal.

a/n: I know! Not much carnage and blood but I promise that the city hasn't seen the last of Otto Octavius the infamous Doctor Octopus!