WARNING: The chapter contains some mature themes … reader discretion is advised …
Disclaimer: Spider-Man and all characters related are property of Stan Lee and Marvel Enterprises. Kim Possible and al related characters are properties of Disney.
Chapter 9: The Prom part 2
"Don't walk behind me, I may not lead. Don't walk in front of me, I may not follow. Just walk beside me and be my friend." -Albert Camus
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"You costumed FREAK!" Green Goblin growled as he turned to the masked hero, "You've gotten in my way for the first and last time, Spider-Man!" he yelled before diving at the hero with two razor sharp, bladed tips protruding out of the front of his glider.
"Oh, boy …" Spider-Man gulped as the insane villain dove at him at full speed.
Spider-Man leapfrogged the approaching Goblin and spun around to face the madman, "Hey, green bean, I'm over here!" Spider-Man waved as he fired a webline toward the flying villain.
"That's Goblin, Green Goblin," the Goblin snapped, turning and firing the built-in machine guns at the web slinger. Spider-Man narrowly dodged the shots by leaping onto the wall and then ricocheting on to the Glider's wing.
"Can I ride shotgun?" Spider-Man asked, glancing up at the surprised villain.
"You annoying little bug," Goblin growled before flying toward the wall, grazing the wing across the brick wall and knocking Spider-Man off as well as a few large chunks from the wall.
The hero tried to swing away, but the Goblin grabbed him by the back of the head and slammed his face into a wall at full speed.
"You've upset my daughter for the last time, freak," Green Goblin growled before he threw the hero to the floor of the gym.
Spider-Man laid flat on his back on the floor, trying to clear the cobwebs from his head when he saw and sensed the Goblin throwing a pumpkin bomb toward him. On instinct, he kicked it away, unknowingly toward Kim, who was on her knees, trying to fight off her spell of dizziness.
"KP!" Spider-Man called in panic, only to watch a black and white blur grab Kim and leap away just as the bomb exploded.
"B-Black-Cat?" Kim asked, looking up at the girl who was shielding her with her own body. "Why? Why are … you helping … me and … not him?" Kim asked in confusion.
"Number one, Kimmie," Black Cat smirked, "I'm a thief, not a murderer. And number two …" She said, getting up and turning her back to add softly, "Ron would be sad if you got hurt."
Kim watched with confused eyes as the masked girl ran to join the fight, "Felicia?"
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"Need a helping hand, Spider?" Black Cat asked, appearing at the hero's side.
"I normally don't take favors from petty thieves," Spider-Man started but got a ping from his spider-sense just before Black Cat pounced him, pushing him behind an overturned table, barely missing the gunfire. "But I wouldn't begrudge some help right now."
"Ok, how about this: I'll draw his attention, and you try to take out that Glider of his, cool?" Black Cat asked, glancing up at the Goblin, who was now turning his attention to finding Josh Mankey again.
"Opposite of my usual game plans, but sure, I'm in," Spider-Man nodded. "Let's get 'em!"
Meanwhile, Kim tried to get up, but found her legs quite shaky. "Ron … where's Ron …" She asked, glancing around with blurry vision at the almost empty room that held a few remaining students huddled in corners. She sighed sadly, 'like he'd help me now anyway …'
"Kimmie, are you ok?" Josh asked, appearing at Kim's side at last.
"I really don't feel so good …" Kim slurred, the dizziness getting worse by the moment.
Across the dance hall, someone else was seeing stars as well, as another blast sent the wall-crawler flying through the air, only to catch himself with a webline. With uncanny grace and skill, the masked hero swung through the air and caught himself on the Goblin's glider wing. "You stupid, annoying brat!" Green Goblin barked as he spun through air trying to catch the agile Black Cat in his machine gun sights, not aware that Spider-Man was fumbling with the lower hatches of the glider.
"Hey, Gobbie," Spider-Man called from under the glider, "Ya really need all these wires?"
"What?" Green Goblin asked, looking down as the web-slinger began ripping wires and parts from beneath the glider, "STOP IT!"
"Ok, dude," Spider-Man acknowledged, firing a webline and swinging away, "I was going to put it back together for you, but whatever!"
The Green Goblin glared after the web-slinger, but before he could even fire off a counter attack, smoke erupted from the glider. "We'll meet again, Spider-Man!" He cursed, shaking his fist before rocketing out the way he came.
"Well, that was fun; who wants to go again?" Spider-Man asked, crouching on a table. "Anybody dismembered, injured, or otherwise dinged?"
Those who remained simply shook their heads in shock. 'Good, nobody got hurt,' Spider-Man thought as he looked around for the familiar redhead, 'And Kim's probably safe or helping others to safety. Either way better go after that freak job.' The costumed hero then stood to his feet, "Well, Cat, thanks for the … Cat?" He asked, looking for the masked thief who had aided him in the fight, only to find that she had disappeared. "Slippery, little minx, aren't ya?"
"Spider-Man! Freeze!" A police officer called as the police ran into the room, late as usual.
"Well, that's my show for the night, ladies and gentlemen," Spider-Man said, flipping into the air and firing a webline, "Don't forget to tip your waitress!" He yelled as he swung out the broken out skylight.
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"I … I really don't feel well," Kim murmured as Josh lead her to his car.
"It'll be alright," Josh said softly, a soft, almost sinister smile playing on his lips, "I'll make it all better in just a little while."
"Could you just drive me home?" Kim whimpered as they reached his car. "God, my whole body hurts …"
"Sure thing, KP," Josh said, opening the passenger side door and pulling the lever to make the passenger seat slide forward, "Climb in the back and lay down. Maybe it'll make you feel better."
Kim crawled into the car clumsily before toppling over into the seat, "K … just … don't call me that …" she groaned as she laid her wrist over her sore eyes.
"Whatever you say, Kim," Josh nodded before starting up the car and pulled out of the parking lot, going in the opposite direction from Kim's home.
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"You know?" Spider-Man asked out loud as he swung between a couple of buildings, through incoming traffic and back up into the air before landing in a crouch on an out-stretched flagpole. "You'd think a guy in a green costume on a mechanical, bat-shaped death machine and a woman in skin tight leather and white fur would be easier to track down." He then leapt into the air again, swinging around to land on the top of a building. "Here, kitty, kitty, kitty…"
"Now, was that so hard?" Black Cat said, slinking out of the shadows behind him.
"So, you're the one tailing me since the dance?" Spider-Man asked, turning to the thief.
"Nothing gets past you, huh, handsome?" Black Cat purred, stepping toward him with an extra wiggle in her hips.
"Question: how do you know I'm handsome when you can't see my face?" Spider-Man asked, resting his hands on his hips as the silver-haired beauty approached him.
"Don't have to," Black Cat smirked, stepping around him to bring her gloved hand down on his spandex-covered buttocks, "This is plenty to tell me you're hot."
The thief grinned as the wall-crawler leapt away defensively.
"Hey, now," Spider-Man said, clinging to the wall of the stairwell, "Aren't you moving a little fast? I mean, how do you know I'm single? And even if, for the sake of argument, I was interested in you, how do I know you're single?"
"Alright, Spider," Black Cat smirked, crossing her arms under her breasts. "Truth be told I am in a little something, but … it's really just using a distraction for a distraction."
"Have you any idea how little sense that made?" Spider-Man cocked his head to the side.
"You'd just have to be there I guess," Black Cat shrugged, "Anyway, he's a good guy, but what he don't know won't hurt him."
"Don't you think that's a little cold?" Spider-Man asked, flipping back down to stand upright. "I mean, good guys don't come by every day. I've seen more bad guys than good lately."
Black Cat sighed and looked away, "I guess, it is refreshing … was actually gonna break it off, but seems fate has it I stay with the cutie for a while longer. Eh, more fun that way I guess. But … he's a little too goodie-goodie, I like my boys bad. Well, it's been fun chatting with ya, Spider, and it was great letting you help me stop that psycho from hurting a bunch of people, but … so many places to rob, so little time … cya around, sexy!" she said, back-flipping off the rooftop.
"Cat!" Spider-Man called, running to the edge to find no trace of her. "Dang, I let her get away again! Stupid curves …"
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Kim felt the car come to a stop and the engine cut off. She opened her eyes and, despite the blur, she didn't see any signs of a street light, which was strange since they littered her street especially. "Josh, where are we?" She asked, noticing how her voice seemed to drag more then usual. "God, I feel terrible …"
"Oh, that's just the tranquilizers I put in your drink, baby," Josh said, opening the driver's side door to climb out.
"Oh, that explains … w-what?" She asked, his words finally getting past the fog in her mind.
"I've heard about you, Kim," Josh said, opening the passenger side door and sliding in beside her in the back. "I've seen you fight on TV. It being prom night, I'm expecting at least some action, but as said, you can handle yourself pretty good for a girl, so I had to find a way to bring you down where there would be NO way for you to say no to me."
Where
have all the good men gone
and where are all the gods?
"J-Josh, I … no, I … I don't understand …" Kim whimpered, weakly pulling herself to a seated position.
"Oh, come on, Kim, do I have to spell it out to you?" Josh smiled hungrily, "You're not leaving this car a virgin."
Where's
the street-wise Hercules
to fight the rising odds?
"That's it …" Kim tried to muster what strength she had left, "only thing not leaving this car … is your ability to reproduce!" She shot, throwing a weak punch at Josh's face, which was easily caught thanks to her weakened state. Josh grinned at the redhead in amusement, leading Kim to use a technique Ron had taught her years ago.
She snorted a couple times before spitting a large loogie right in Josh's face.
Kim tried to take the advantage and crawl out the driver's side door, but before she could even reach around the seat to open the door, Josh grabbed her ankle and jerked her back, rearing back and backhanding her right in the face, sending several drops of blood splattering across the back glass of the car. "I'm your boyfriend, bitch, and you will show respect." Josh snapped in a tone of voice he'd never used before.
Isn't there a white knight upon a fiery steed?
Kim numbly fell backwards in the back seat, vaguely aware of Josh's hands pulling and tearing at her prom dress and the blood that was seeping from her nose and busted lip. 'Ron … help me …' she prayed, 'Ron'll come … Ron'll come and save me and he'll … he'll … oh yeah …' Kim thought in both horrifying and depressing realization. "I forgot … he won't come …" Kim whispered as Josh roughly pulled her top down.
Late at night I toss and I turn and I dream of what I need …
Spider-Man was patrolling the downtown area of Middleton when he was suddenly struck with an intense burst of Spider-Sense, which almost made him lose himself and drop to the ground. He quickly made his way to the nearest building and clung to the wall while examining the pounding sensation in his head. He felt his blood chill when he realized the intense danger wasn't directed toward him, but …
"KIMMIE!" He called out, rocketing off the building and swinging as fast as he could in the direction his senses told him.
I
need a hero!
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the
night
He's gotta be strong
And he's gotta be fast
And he's
gotta be fresh for the fight
'Hang on, KP; I'm coming, just hang on!' Spider-Man thought as he catapulted between two semis on through a construction yard before taking a zip line toward Mt. Middleton.
'Drakken's out of commission and none of the others are in town as far as I know.' Spider-Man ran through the possibilities of what danger Kim was in, 'Whatever it is, it feels bad! Gotta hurry, Ron, HURRY!' He pushed himself harder as he sent two weblines at a pair of large flagpoles, making a makeshift slingshot. "BANZAI!" He called as he launched himself into the forest.
I
need a hero!
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the morning
light
He's gotta be sure
And it's gotta be soon
And he's
gotta be larger than life
Kim growled slightly as Josh fondled her now near nude body, both at her soon-to-be ex-boyfriend, but also at her own body for finding any pleasure at all in this disgusting, disgraceful situation. "Y-You won't get away with this …" Kim meant to sound menacing, but came out more like a fearful kitten.
Somewhere
after midnight
In my wildest fantasy
Somewhere just beyond my
reach
There's someone reaching back for me
"Won't I?" Josh said as he climbed on top of her, her back pinned against the car seat, "Your word against mine, Kimmie, no witnesses, no nothing, you can't prove nothing."
"T-The drugs …" Kim hissed through clenched teeth when she felt what she mentally planned on removing very soon touch her where it shouldn't.
"Don't worry about that," Josh grinned down at the redhead, "They'll read as alcohol only in tests. So, if you decide to make something of this, I'll just point out you made the offer and I had no idea you were drunk, sound good?"
"Bastard …" Kim hissed looking away.
"Na, made it by a month actually," Josh grinned light-heartedly.
Racing
on the thunder and rising with the heat
It's gonna take a superman
to sweep me off my feet
Spider-Man swung and twirled through tree limbs and over small ponds and lakes on his way up the side of the small mountain where many teenagers made out. The closer he got, the clearer the emergency was to him. "Monkey …" Spider-Man hissed between clenched teeth as he hopped off an unsuspecting bear's head to swing between a pair of trees. "Monkey's … gonna die …"
He flipped up, scaled a large tree and crouched on a high limb. There he saw it: Josh Mankey's sports car was rocking just slightly. Ron wasn't sure if it was his vision or if something red had suddenly covered his eye covers.
Through the wind and the chill and the rain
"Stop fighting me," Josh growled down at the wiggling and struggling Kim fighting to keep him from doing anything permanent.
"Yeah, as if," Kim voice dragged, the drugs were making her so weak; she wasn't sure how much longer she could keep fighting him. 'Ron … please …' she mentally prayed as tears sprang to her emerald eyes, not noticing the car jerk as if something landed on the hood roughly.
And the storm and the flood
"Trust me, it'll hurt for just a bit, then you'll feel great, Kimmie," Josh whispered in her ear, but before he could thrust his hips, the sound of ripping metal caused them both to look up in shock.
I
can feel his approach
Like the fire in my blood
Josh's jaw went slack when he saw Spider-Man ripping the metallic top of his car open as if it was nothing more then the top of a tuna can.
"My car! What the hell are you doing, you freak?" Joshed asked, raising up, but still pinning the trembling and crying Kim to the seat, "My dad gave me this car for my birthday, you ass hole!"
Spider-Man wasn't listening. He was focused on Kim's face, her bruised, bloody, tearstained face. He turned his face toward the boy over her. No jokes, one-liners, or puns were spoken, only a growl: "Get. Off. Her. NOW."
"Why don't you just leave us to our fu-" Josh's sentence was cut off when Spider-Man roughly grabbed him by the hair and jerked him out of the car, throwing him over the hood. The teen hit the ground and bounced several times before a large tree stopped his tumble.
I
need a hero!
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the
night
He's gotta be strong
And he's gotta be fast
And he's
gotta be fresh for the fight
"Fun?" Spider-Man asked, walking slowly toward the wheezing teen laying on his side on the ground. "You want FUN, Monkey-Boy?" Spider-Man growled in a menacing voice, "Let me show you my idea of fun."
"I swear it was all her idea!" Josh tried to excuse himself, using the tree to climb to his feet.
"Truth!" Spider-Man growled, punching the boy hard in the chest, making his back hit against the tree roughly, "Tell the truth, Mankey," He growled getting in the boy's face. "Tell the truth, and I might not rip each and every appendage from your pathetic body, starting with your shortest."
I
need a hero!
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the morning
light
He's gotta be sure
And it's gotta be soon
And he's
gotta be larger than life
"O-Ok … I … I wanted some action; it's prom night, and KP hasn't put out yet, so…" Josh explained fearfully, "I snuck a bunch of muscle relaxers into Kim's punch at the prom, that way I'd get some one way or another…"
"Ok, I see," Spider-Man nodded in understanding, "You wanted some action? Alright then, I'll take you where you can get some action!" He said, webbing Josh up and dragging him into the air.
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"Night, chief," a young police officer said as he started out of the police station, finally off duty after a long night. But just as he opened the door, he saw a young, spiky headed teen, completely covered in webbing hanging upside down from the overhang of the station. On his chest were two things: a tape recorder and a note.
The note read:
"To whom it may concern,
This is a rapist; he wanted some action tonight, so he drugged his date. Please place him in a cell with a big man named Bubba, so he can get some action.
Thank you,
Your Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man."
The officer then grabbed the tape recording and hit play.
"…I snuck in a bunch of muscle relaxers into Kim's punch at the prom, that way I'd get some one way or another …"
"Hey, chief?" the officer asked peeking into the police department's front door, "Do we have Big Moe still in lock up? You know the guy who likes pretty boys?"
"Yea, why, John?" the Police Chief asked, somewhat confused.
"Good."
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Kim sat curled in a ball in the backseat of Josh's car, berating herself for being so blind. Why couldn't she see through Josh? Why didn't she realize what was happening to her at the prom? Why didn't she listen to Ron the whole time?
"KP?" Kim could have sworn she heard Ron's voice, "Kim, are you ok?" There it was again; she turned when she heard the driver's side door come open and saw what could only be described as the most beautiful thing in the world.
The joy of seeing Ron was short-lived as the pain shot through her yet again, "You were right; you were right all the time… about Josh …" She whispered, turning her bare back on the teen, her ripped dress only covering her midsection and hips. "I should have listened … you told me the whole time that Josh was bad news … but I never listened … I never listened …"
She felt Ron's arms encircle her, and even if she had her strength back, she wouldn't have fought this as she dove into her best friend's chest, sobbing her heart out.
"It's ok; it's all over now," Ron lulled into her hair, "Spider-Man took Josh to the police and then told me you were up here in trouble. I came as fast as I could. I'm sorry I was late." Her only response was to snuggle closer into his arms.
"Come on, KP, I got my mom's car," He said, sliding his hand under the bends of her legs and cradling her in his arms, "I'll get you home."
The drive to the Possible home was silent, but the response from Mrs. Possible when Ron carried her daughter into the house wasn't so much.
"Ron, what happened!" Mrs. P said, looking over the barely clothed, bruised, bleeding and unconscious Kim.
"Mankey, he spiked her drink and tried to …" He couldn't even finish the sentence. "She finally fell asleep on the way here …" he said, looking down at the tear-stained face of his best friend.
"C'mon, let's get her in bed …" Mrs. Possible said as they went up into her room. Ron turned his back as Mrs. Possible removed the torn clothing to check her for injuries. "Looks like he didn't … penetrate, thank God; you saved her just in time, it seems."
"Yeah, I'm glad I got there when I did, too, just wish I could have been faster." Ron said, turning around to see Andrea place Kim in one of Ron's old jerseys. "Hey, isn't that one of …"
"This is her favorite pajama top," Mrs. Possible winked at her daughter's best friend.
"Um … that's cool," Ron said, a faint blush crossing the bridge of his nose.
"You don't have to stay, you know?" Mrs. Possible said, pulling the covers over her daughter.
"I'll stay; don't think she'd want to be alone, and also …we've been on the rocks lately, and … one of us needs to take the first step to fixing things between us," Ron said, pulling up her computer chair and sitting by her best side. "I kinda miss my best friend, ya know?" Ron said, taking her hand in his and stroking her knuckles with his thumb.
"Right," Mrs. Possible smiled in understanding, "If either of you need anything in the night, you know where I'll be." She said before leaving the two teens alone, cutting the light on the way out.
Ron stared at her bruised face for a moment before laying his head down on the bed beside her. "I won't let anything happen to you, KP. You, mom, Rufus, and Felicia are all I've got left. I'll protect you all, no matter what it costs me."
Oh,
he's gotta be strong
And he's gotta be fast
And he's gotta be
fresh for the fight!
Yeah, I need a hero!
To Be Continued …
