Author's note: Short chapter… but important! (You guys like the sex scene? HAHAHA!) Thanks to everyone who likes this crap so far. Fever Red, yer mah homie. P
Chapter 6: Inheritance
When I awoke, it was pitch black save for the faint green light of the digital clock on my nightstand reading 3:14 am. I was in my bed between the sheets, and when I felt the place next to me, I discovered I was alone in the room… so I thought…
Gathering a bit of strength, I sat up in my bed and wrapped the sheet around me. I gave a wince as I slowly moved my legs off the edge and rose to stand. I was very sore and predicted I would be for a while…
Hello.
I heard a voice, but it really wasn't a voice. It was a thought. My eyes scanned the room, and after I decided there was no one in there, I became very aware that I could see better in the dark than I should be able to… Turning towards the closed door, I dismissed it as a moment of hallucination and was about to go find Clete when –
He's not here.
I stopped, "….What…?"
Kasady is not here. He left one hour, thirty-two minutes, and twelve seconds ago.
"W-What? Where are you!" This certainly wasn't right, hearing voices! A possibility ran through my head, but it was so grotesque I had to forget it.
But that's right, Georgia. Don't be alarmed. I make you better…
"…Oh god…" my hand flew to my mouth in shock.
I dropped the sheet from around me and sprinted to the door, bolted through it, into the bathroom, and peered into the mirror, hoping for the life of me that my eyes weren't like Clete's.
They weren't. But those weren't my eyes either! They were… purple! They were purple for heaven's sake! …And black. Those were not my eyes.
He's back.
I spun around to see Clete... er… Carnage actually, in full alien costume, arms folded, leaning casually on the frame of the door, "Hey there, Beautiful!"
I whipped around violently to face him, "What the fuck did you do to me!"
He laughed… He laughed! I was furious, and he was laughing at me!
Before I could do anything about it, I felt something cool wash over me, like liquid or even gelatin, and cover me completely.
"Stop laughing! I'll kill you!" and I lunged at him, hands at his throat.
B-But… those weren't my hands! They were purple a-and black and sharp!
He stopped laughing and grabbed my wrists quickly, pulling them back, whipping me around to face the mirror again, arms locked behind me. I could have screamed!
Staring back at me with an eerily similar expression of horror was this… thing! A monster! Its eyes were huge and white. Its teeth were enormous and its skin was alive, ever-shifting between shades of violet and black. What was, I suppose, hair came down in spirals around its shoulders and moved like snakes.
"Look at us. We're a handsome lookin' couple, eh? Honey-bun?" he chuckled dark and deviously behind me.
I make you better, George…
Its voice soothed me, caressed my mind like a lover's warm hand. I was calm… I stared down at my hands, now viciously clawed.
"You really can have whatever you want now. You're fully capable of getting anything! Killing anyone!" He turned me around to face him, hands on my shoulders beneath the writhing snakes of my new 'hair-do'. I was staring back at a brother-breed. "There's just one thing stopping us from having it all."
"What's that?" I felt like a child, so new and inexperienced.
"Spider-man."
