a/n: This is a really fast paced chapter at first. I really hope you enjoy it. This was my fave typing so far, a classic I hope. Please r and r.

Ch. 12 Proving a Point

I get on a different coat this time. I skip the hat and anything else that would truly hide me; I'm out there to prove a point, right?

The tentacles are excited, so much that they drag me out the door so fast I can't blink and then heave me onto the roof, ready to carry me.

I look out and see the city, and then it starts. Sarah and Bethany are the eyes while Liz and Bethany are the legs. They jump from roof top to roof top, swift and near silent as they work.

I love this, the thrill of a moment that you get caught in, wishing to stay forever.

"You know the plan, Otto?" Sarah shakes me from my thoughts.

"We find someone, and take them, preferably someone well known," I answer. They had the plan made up in a heart beat, as if previously thought up, without my knowledge, then again they do spend sleepless nights doing God knows what.

I hate not knowing what they plan. I know they have a person already picked out, carrying me closer and closer to where they can find him/her. They want to find them, but for me. That's what they've been saying 'this will show the city, no, the world, that YOU are worthy, you have a point to prove, this will prove it'. I don't know how this will prove any point, but they know better, they'll protect me.

"We're here," Kris says with a hint of menace in her voice.

"Good," Bethany sighs out.

We're on top of an old apartment. Who lives here I don't know, and I wish I never had to learn, but that's not an option, there's no turning back now.

They pick the lock and enter me in slowly, as they curl up inside the coat I'm wearing. I walk around; the rooms are in the 700s.

"Go to room 303," Kris whispers, for unknown reasons.

I nod my head and walk towards the stair case.

The stairs are nasty, covered in dust and garbage. There are food rappers and other bits of unknown trash heaps here and there. I maneuver around them, but there are so many that I find myself skipping steps along the way. The stairs themselves are old, creaking under my weight.

I hit the third floor and stop, opening the door into the hall.

The halls are much nicer, at least there's no trash. I walk and see the first room is 333. I walk down, looking on the left at the odd numbered rooms until I hit 303.

"We'll take care of this," Liz says and knocks in the door so suddenly I jump.

I see a girl and boy sitting in there. They were talking but they stop to stare. The girl screams and I look to the guy. He's carrying a briefcase with the name of a business on it, John's Modeling Agency.

The girl is a beautiful red head, modeled perfectly. Skinny, but not too thin. And a perfectly pale complexion. A model indeed.

"She's the one," Sarah exclaims, swooping out and wrapping around her waist, causing her screams to grow louder, but they are quickly muffled by Sarah's claw. Then Kris comes crashing into the window, shattering the glass everywhere, causing memories to come back of Rose. I quickly try and shake them off, remembering what was happening.

Liz and Bethany take me and my captive through the window and up the side of the building, with some help from Kris. Once we get on top we start shooting through the sky as sirens become increasingly louder down below.

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"Put me down, put me down" God could she be annoying. I did as she said once I got to a good building top.

"What?" I demand gruffly.

"Do you know how much it hurts to be carried by those things?" she asked pointing at my tentacles.

I sighed. "Fine, but first... what's your name?"

"Mary Jane Watson, though you should know after kidnapping me!"

I sigh again and turn my back to her, "Climb on."

"What!" she was more in shock than actually asking me.

"Look, it's the only other way I can carry you, now either climb on or I will use my tentacles again!" I was getting annoyed.

She hesitantly approached me. I moved my tentacles to wrap around me, so that they would be out of her way. She grasped my neck securely and hooked her inner thighs around my hip. Her breath was on the back of my neck, sending a chill down my spine.

"Better?" I sound exasperated.

"Not much," she complains.

"Well get off or be grateful," I yell and then I unfold my tentacles and start to run again, giving her no time to respond.

We move fast now, her breathing increasingly growing faster, but she did stop panicking out loud, making the trip easier to handle.

"What's your name?" she finally asks, a bit loud in my ear.

"I don't really know that answer," does she want to know me now, or who I was?

"How could someone not know there name?" she yells back, a little annoyance in her voice.

"I was known as Doctor Otto Octavius, but no one cares about that name now, now I'm Doctor Octopus, or Doc Ock for short," I answer, facing her over my shoulder, seeing that we're only a few houses away from mine.

"I've heard about you," she pauses, "Why did you kill all those people?"

We hit the roof of my house, "We're here."

She gets down, but my tentacles automatically grab her, gently ensnaring her.

"You didn't answer my question..." she looks straight into my eyes.

"I'm not the killer. You want to know? Ask them," I motion to my tentacles and then turn as Bethany and Liz take us inside.

a/n you like? Please review and let me know, the next chapter will be up shortly. Oh and I think it might be obvious, but yes I do like the Matrix... please review!