"The body of 20 year old Melissa Wheeler was found unconscious on the U of
A campus this morning, although police have no thought on what could have
happened, they believe it's the same plasma drain virus that attacked the
school 21 years ago. Now inves-
Chris turned off the T.V. and sighed heavily. He was hoping that Blade had been wrong about a new vampire haunting his campus, unfortunately the 6 o clock news told him otherwise.
"I watch junk everyday on the morning news and I've never head of no plasma drain!" Julius spoke up.
"Blade, thinks it's Morbius. But I don't know, my dad always said that he was a good person."
Julius groaned. "There you go again stuck in the good versus evil drama . Look C, what you have to remember is that it isn't always about morality. Sometimes it's about life or death, Morbius needs plasma to live so he harasses people for it. Simple as that."
"I just don't Julius. Innocent till proven guilty, remember." Chris said defensively.
Julius snorted. "You don't consider Melissa Wheeler's attack an evidence? Chris! Last time I checked the scoreboard you were one of the good guys!"
Chris turned to his friend gravely. "Yeah but I'm also one of the honest guys. I don't kick nobody's ass till I find out the facts."
Julius grinned. "A 'right, I respect that. Just watch out for me, okay?"
Chris pointed at him. "Older friend." He than pointed to himself. "Little friend. You've got my back and I got yours, that ain't gonna change."
"Hold up why I gotta have you back? Your the one's with the super powers! I ain't got squat! You suppose to have my back and I'm suppose to behind you looking cute!" Julius stated as Chris started to laugh.
"Okay, just make a sound if he attacks you." Chris said still laughing.
Julius just looked alarmed. He hadn't thought of that. "How about a Patty Labelle expression? 'Cause that's the sound I'm gonna be making if I run into the dude!"
Those fools. They just haven't realized it yet, the hunger within me grows by the day, I see an exposed neck and I want to lung for it and devour the victim dry. Blade thinks he can stop me, that worthless half-breed can't withstand my powers, I will compress his body with the stone of my bereavement and I will watch till I hear his heart burst, his bones cracking. As for Spider-man, I will attack him not, he is no trouble to me until he draws to close for me to enjoy my new-found freedom. This time around the predator is me, and this city, along with all of it's recipients; Their my prey.
A innocent teenage boy named Bradley was walking around the campus angered beyond belief. His girlfriend dumped him, his dog died, his parents kicked him out of the house! The dude was having a seriously bad day!
"Man this sucks! At least now that it's night it can't get any worse!" He said relieved.
Just than a eerie whisper could be heard around him. "Wow this whole Melissa Wheeler story is really freaking me out!"
He speed up his pace and was practically jogging until he heard the whisper again.
"Alright show yourself! Come on you big thug!" He shouted.
Just than a chilly breeze went through his body as he felt the presence of somebody behind him.
"Be careful of what you wish for, young one."
Bradley turned around quickly, but he only saw the gaze of a ferocious pair of crimson eyes as pain shot from his neck! Whatever it was it got him, and when the pain subsided so did his awareness. His knees grew weak and he collapsed seconds later. The figure wiped blood from his lips. That was a good meal, it should satisfy his hunger for now.
The coach dropped his board angrily. The players were all on the bench some were concerned, some were depressed and most of them were anxious.
"Whatever got Melissa got Bradley. So now were entering the third game of the season without our starting shooting guard!" The coach yelled angrily. "I've thought a lot about this and I've decided that our best bet for now is Chris Parker."
Chris looked up surprised as his teammates turned to him.
"What?!"
The coach just smiled. "You've got a crisp jump-shot, son. You'll be starting till Bradley can get out of medical attention."
Later that night.....
Julius just pushed him playfully. "Dude, this is your shot!"
Chris turned to him saddened. "Yeah, but I didn't want somebody getting hurt."
"C, sports is war, sometimes getting hurt is the only answer."
"What kind of Zen master are you?!?" He said distraught.
Julius looked puzzled why sometimes his friend's hostility was his downfall. "It doesn't matter, we have to win at least 35 games to make the playoffs!"
A knock came from outside the room. "Who could that be?"
Julius backed away from the door in terror. "With our luck a blood thirsty vampire."
The door opened slightly and Aidan poked his head from the corner. "It's Aidan! That's way worse!"
"I came here to see if the shock of coach's decision didn't give you some sort of anxiety."
Chris just laughed. "No, man. You know how I am. Ice water throughout."
Aidan's expression turned into a scorn. "Good because in high school, you may have been the big basketball star, but this is college, and it's MY team." He said leaving with a scorn.
Chris just looked on angrily. "What is his problem?!"
Julius just snickered. "Welcome to my world, my friend! The minute you do something to screw up Aidan's stardom, the hazing begins!"
"Hazing?" He asked worriedly.
"It's an initiation."
Chris just went for the window. "I got bigger things to deal with, that's two attacks in U of A, my guess is he'll be coming back."
"Your actually going after that thing?!"
Chris lifted the frame up. "Somebody has to....and don't lock the window!" He stated before taking his leave.
This was awful! He hadn't seen much but he knew exactly what attacked this poor little girl. It came from the shadows with lightning speed, though he might have not seen it, he knew what it was.
Michael Morbius lifted the girl's arm to see if she had any life left in her.
"College students I can understand, but little girls who run around in feety pajamas?!" Spider-man screamed before falling down at the scene. "What's the matter? Bat got your tongue?"
"I didn't do this, I swear?" He said.
"Why should I believe you! The body is right here, you look satisfied, and to top it all off your pleading innocent in the fakest accent I've heard since that Fez came to television!" Chris said accursedly.
Morbius' blood raged with anger. He fazed right into Chris' face before he could react, and than he punched him squared in the head.
"Uh!" Chris yelled in agony as he landed two feet away, HARD.
A few minutes later he started to get up, trying to collect himself. "Okay, I haven't been punched like that since I made fun of Jesse's Halloween costume!"
He jabs at one of the Morbius but he ducks and than throws him down on a steel trash can! Morbius comes back up and tries sink his claws into him but he rolls away in time. He than stands up, and sets his feet and steps on the trash can for leverage to jump kicks Morbius away, than he spins a spiral of webbing to hold him firmly down.
"Nice claws. You must have had to spent a fortune in the beauty parlor!" Chris teased.
Morbius got back up and stared at him. "You've got the wrong individual!"
"The only thing wrong here are those teeth of doom!" Angered he is about to go for a final strike but stops short right before he hits his face.
Morbius opened his eyes, expecting to be punched hard or even thrown through a building, but when he did he noticed that he was alone.
"You let him go!" Julius asked horrified.
Chris, still in his spider-man costume was sitting on the window frame taking a lecture from his angered friend.
"Little baby girl gets bitten and you let him go, what the hell is this world coming to!?!" He said flabbergasted.
"I know, it's just that I couldn't kill him." Chris admitted. "I can't explain why."
Julius sighed once again. He seemed to be doing that a lot lately!
"So why didn't you take him out?" Julius questioned.
Chris than replied, "There was something in his eyes that made me think that he was innocent."
"Fine, I'll take your word for it. But get the guilty party before it gets anybody else-- well you can let it have Aidan but I doubt my mom would like it!"
The next day Chris was running around the house with Julius, trying to make it to school in time. They had gotten to bed around 1:07 in the morning and had forgotten to set their alarm clock! Now it's 8:12 and their classes started at around 7 o clock!
"Bye mom no time for breakfast!" Julius yelled to his mother as they bolted out the door.
Chris was closely behind him. "Yeah, what he said...Except for the mom part!"
Aidan walked down the stairs still in his sweats. "Do they know it's Saturday?" He than turned to his mother who had a grave look on her face.
"Mom, what's wrong?"
Niecy turned to her son and showed him an envelope. "I was browsing around the mail and I found this, I didn't mean to read."
Aidan read the address. "Oh come on you peeping Tom, Chris ain't gonna be happy when he finds out you read his mail."
Niecy handed her son the letter from Mary Jane. "I think Chris isn't gonna be happy for the next five hundred years after he reads this."
Aidan took the paper from her and read it vigorously. "Oh, my god." He asked shocked as he re-read the letter out loud. "Honey, we were gonna tell you when you were 18 years old, I wish I could tell you personally but it would be too painful. This will hurt, but it must be spoken, the truth is...." Aidan looked up at his mom apprehensively.
Niecy finished the line. "She's not his real mom."
Chris turned off the T.V. and sighed heavily. He was hoping that Blade had been wrong about a new vampire haunting his campus, unfortunately the 6 o clock news told him otherwise.
"I watch junk everyday on the morning news and I've never head of no plasma drain!" Julius spoke up.
"Blade, thinks it's Morbius. But I don't know, my dad always said that he was a good person."
Julius groaned. "There you go again stuck in the good versus evil drama . Look C, what you have to remember is that it isn't always about morality. Sometimes it's about life or death, Morbius needs plasma to live so he harasses people for it. Simple as that."
"I just don't Julius. Innocent till proven guilty, remember." Chris said defensively.
Julius snorted. "You don't consider Melissa Wheeler's attack an evidence? Chris! Last time I checked the scoreboard you were one of the good guys!"
Chris turned to his friend gravely. "Yeah but I'm also one of the honest guys. I don't kick nobody's ass till I find out the facts."
Julius grinned. "A 'right, I respect that. Just watch out for me, okay?"
Chris pointed at him. "Older friend." He than pointed to himself. "Little friend. You've got my back and I got yours, that ain't gonna change."
"Hold up why I gotta have you back? Your the one's with the super powers! I ain't got squat! You suppose to have my back and I'm suppose to behind you looking cute!" Julius stated as Chris started to laugh.
"Okay, just make a sound if he attacks you." Chris said still laughing.
Julius just looked alarmed. He hadn't thought of that. "How about a Patty Labelle expression? 'Cause that's the sound I'm gonna be making if I run into the dude!"
Those fools. They just haven't realized it yet, the hunger within me grows by the day, I see an exposed neck and I want to lung for it and devour the victim dry. Blade thinks he can stop me, that worthless half-breed can't withstand my powers, I will compress his body with the stone of my bereavement and I will watch till I hear his heart burst, his bones cracking. As for Spider-man, I will attack him not, he is no trouble to me until he draws to close for me to enjoy my new-found freedom. This time around the predator is me, and this city, along with all of it's recipients; Their my prey.
A innocent teenage boy named Bradley was walking around the campus angered beyond belief. His girlfriend dumped him, his dog died, his parents kicked him out of the house! The dude was having a seriously bad day!
"Man this sucks! At least now that it's night it can't get any worse!" He said relieved.
Just than a eerie whisper could be heard around him. "Wow this whole Melissa Wheeler story is really freaking me out!"
He speed up his pace and was practically jogging until he heard the whisper again.
"Alright show yourself! Come on you big thug!" He shouted.
Just than a chilly breeze went through his body as he felt the presence of somebody behind him.
"Be careful of what you wish for, young one."
Bradley turned around quickly, but he only saw the gaze of a ferocious pair of crimson eyes as pain shot from his neck! Whatever it was it got him, and when the pain subsided so did his awareness. His knees grew weak and he collapsed seconds later. The figure wiped blood from his lips. That was a good meal, it should satisfy his hunger for now.
The coach dropped his board angrily. The players were all on the bench some were concerned, some were depressed and most of them were anxious.
"Whatever got Melissa got Bradley. So now were entering the third game of the season without our starting shooting guard!" The coach yelled angrily. "I've thought a lot about this and I've decided that our best bet for now is Chris Parker."
Chris looked up surprised as his teammates turned to him.
"What?!"
The coach just smiled. "You've got a crisp jump-shot, son. You'll be starting till Bradley can get out of medical attention."
Later that night.....
Julius just pushed him playfully. "Dude, this is your shot!"
Chris turned to him saddened. "Yeah, but I didn't want somebody getting hurt."
"C, sports is war, sometimes getting hurt is the only answer."
"What kind of Zen master are you?!?" He said distraught.
Julius looked puzzled why sometimes his friend's hostility was his downfall. "It doesn't matter, we have to win at least 35 games to make the playoffs!"
A knock came from outside the room. "Who could that be?"
Julius backed away from the door in terror. "With our luck a blood thirsty vampire."
The door opened slightly and Aidan poked his head from the corner. "It's Aidan! That's way worse!"
"I came here to see if the shock of coach's decision didn't give you some sort of anxiety."
Chris just laughed. "No, man. You know how I am. Ice water throughout."
Aidan's expression turned into a scorn. "Good because in high school, you may have been the big basketball star, but this is college, and it's MY team." He said leaving with a scorn.
Chris just looked on angrily. "What is his problem?!"
Julius just snickered. "Welcome to my world, my friend! The minute you do something to screw up Aidan's stardom, the hazing begins!"
"Hazing?" He asked worriedly.
"It's an initiation."
Chris just went for the window. "I got bigger things to deal with, that's two attacks in U of A, my guess is he'll be coming back."
"Your actually going after that thing?!"
Chris lifted the frame up. "Somebody has to....and don't lock the window!" He stated before taking his leave.
This was awful! He hadn't seen much but he knew exactly what attacked this poor little girl. It came from the shadows with lightning speed, though he might have not seen it, he knew what it was.
Michael Morbius lifted the girl's arm to see if she had any life left in her.
"College students I can understand, but little girls who run around in feety pajamas?!" Spider-man screamed before falling down at the scene. "What's the matter? Bat got your tongue?"
"I didn't do this, I swear?" He said.
"Why should I believe you! The body is right here, you look satisfied, and to top it all off your pleading innocent in the fakest accent I've heard since that Fez came to television!" Chris said accursedly.
Morbius' blood raged with anger. He fazed right into Chris' face before he could react, and than he punched him squared in the head.
"Uh!" Chris yelled in agony as he landed two feet away, HARD.
A few minutes later he started to get up, trying to collect himself. "Okay, I haven't been punched like that since I made fun of Jesse's Halloween costume!"
He jabs at one of the Morbius but he ducks and than throws him down on a steel trash can! Morbius comes back up and tries sink his claws into him but he rolls away in time. He than stands up, and sets his feet and steps on the trash can for leverage to jump kicks Morbius away, than he spins a spiral of webbing to hold him firmly down.
"Nice claws. You must have had to spent a fortune in the beauty parlor!" Chris teased.
Morbius got back up and stared at him. "You've got the wrong individual!"
"The only thing wrong here are those teeth of doom!" Angered he is about to go for a final strike but stops short right before he hits his face.
Morbius opened his eyes, expecting to be punched hard or even thrown through a building, but when he did he noticed that he was alone.
"You let him go!" Julius asked horrified.
Chris, still in his spider-man costume was sitting on the window frame taking a lecture from his angered friend.
"Little baby girl gets bitten and you let him go, what the hell is this world coming to!?!" He said flabbergasted.
"I know, it's just that I couldn't kill him." Chris admitted. "I can't explain why."
Julius sighed once again. He seemed to be doing that a lot lately!
"So why didn't you take him out?" Julius questioned.
Chris than replied, "There was something in his eyes that made me think that he was innocent."
"Fine, I'll take your word for it. But get the guilty party before it gets anybody else-- well you can let it have Aidan but I doubt my mom would like it!"
The next day Chris was running around the house with Julius, trying to make it to school in time. They had gotten to bed around 1:07 in the morning and had forgotten to set their alarm clock! Now it's 8:12 and their classes started at around 7 o clock!
"Bye mom no time for breakfast!" Julius yelled to his mother as they bolted out the door.
Chris was closely behind him. "Yeah, what he said...Except for the mom part!"
Aidan walked down the stairs still in his sweats. "Do they know it's Saturday?" He than turned to his mother who had a grave look on her face.
"Mom, what's wrong?"
Niecy turned to her son and showed him an envelope. "I was browsing around the mail and I found this, I didn't mean to read."
Aidan read the address. "Oh come on you peeping Tom, Chris ain't gonna be happy when he finds out you read his mail."
Niecy handed her son the letter from Mary Jane. "I think Chris isn't gonna be happy for the next five hundred years after he reads this."
Aidan took the paper from her and read it vigorously. "Oh, my god." He asked shocked as he re-read the letter out loud. "Honey, we were gonna tell you when you were 18 years old, I wish I could tell you personally but it would be too painful. This will hurt, but it must be spoken, the truth is...." Aidan looked up at his mom apprehensively.
Niecy finished the line. "She's not his real mom."