So sorry for the LONG long long... long delay... cough See the computer's mother board exploded, thus we lost everything on the hard drive. Yes I know, cry. So for such a LONG annoying time I had no stories except what I had posted, then finally my brother came home from college and fixed it then it messed up again and he fixed it and got the data back somehow. After going through 536 files (. Shessh I'm dedicated or what?) I found some files back but NONE where the ones I needed! As in chapters I thought I didn't save but hear that, I had burned a cd before the computer originally crashed and it had ALL the chapters I had typed for this story! relieved sigh Overall I think I lost one chapter and a half of what I had written and not yet published...

o.o That was terribly long, sorry if you were bored!

Disclaimer: Sincerely, I find it stupid to even wonder if I own it. Nope I don't, I wish I at least owned more anime dvd's though... T.T


Chapter 3: Why now?

Now my heart was beating really fast, it hadn't registered at first but... I had touched Spiderman. And there he was, standing in my room, which wasn't much at all. Words were stuck in my throat, I could not utter a single sound, even breathing was proving a difficult task and I took in raspy breaths.

"Thanks." said a voice out of nowhere, I fully turned around to face him. "N- no problem..." I stuttered back an answer, stupid stupid teenage years! Screaming was heard again from outside, relatively close by and he jumped to the window, just then I noticed the trail of blood he was leaving behind him.

"Wait!" I yelled, causing him to stop from jumping out, "You're injured, you can't leave!" Without noticing, I had stood up, my inner self yelling at me to get the heck out of here for some reason. He seemed to weight the possibility and nodded, "I'll help you, but-- don't show yourself at the window. That noise is... It's Doc Ock isn't it?" I stated rather than asked.

"Yes, and I have to stop him." he answered a muffled response through his mask. I nodded, "I know, you're the only one that can stop him. But I thought you gave up... Why come back now?" When he was about to answer, the building shook violently.

My heart buzzing in my ears, I grabbed Spiderman's arm and pulled him in the closet, shutting the door before he could do anything. I then jumped back in my bed and pretended to just wake up at the sound, hearing my mother call me from her room. Blinking slowly, I listened closely for the noise but it had stopped... reassured I stepped out of bed and walked out of my room.

The small living room was immersed in darkness, nothing too bad since my eyes were used to it. The lights were off (duh) and only a small streak of moonlight filtered through the closed curtains. My mother called again, "Yes mum, I'm coming." I replied to calm her down.

Just then, I heard a glass shattering sound and a fabric being torn apart and my head snapped towards the broken window to see a claw coming right at me! My eyes widened, a shrill scream escaping my larynx and I ducked at the last second, barely dodging the claw. Unfortunately, it spun around sharply and collided against the base of my neck after slapping my cheek.

My body went crashing into one decent piece of furniture still standing in the small living room. All the plates, bowls, glasses and cups fell on or around me. I was trembling, but not from fear. Oh no, my fear had been buried, pushed back, drowned and swallowed whole by my hatred and sorrow. "You killed him!" I shouted standing up abruptly, ignoring the stinging sensation where his claw had hit me and all the bruises and minor scratches I got from the stuff falling on me.

In front of me, barely standing in my living room was none other than the mad scientist capturing the front page, Doc Ock. My guts, frozen as they were, seemed to have disappeared leaving a burning rage boiling instead. Forcing my paralyzed legs to move I started running blindly at him, a tear of sadness mixed with anger rolling down my cheek.

In my heart I knew it was pointless, I could see dad's smiling face again and it was blinding me! I heard a snicker and felt the wind knocked out of me, my lips letting "Oof" escape my throat as my body slumped against the wall I was send into, my stomach aching and the bottom of my rib cage almost broken.

He smiled 'sweetly' or tried to anyway, and set foot on the carpet, taking off his sunglasses. "Hello girl." he greeted as I tried to stand up, using the wall as support. I couldn't suppress a scoff, "My name isn't 'girl', it's Solange. And you don't need sunglasses at night." I added my confidence growing as I wasn't being menaced by his claws, though it was all a pretend game... and I never won at those.

His smile grew bigger, "Well then, Solange, have you seen Spiderman?" he asked, cutting straight to the point. I gulped, but didn't blink "No. Why? I should have?" I retorted being a hot head at the moment though my body protested wildly against my naughty attitude. He laughed a dry laugh and his smile faltered into a smirk.

"There was a blood trail on the roof from Spiderman's injury. The injury I inflicted upon him. Unless you want to die, I suggest you stop being arrogant and give him to me." he said somewhat amused that a teenager would confront him. I stood my grounds, "I didn't see him. I would know otherwise." I replied dryly, one hand clutching my rib cage, my shaking legs barely supporting me.

The last shadow of a smirk vanished from his face as he glared at me, I did my best to glare right back. All of a sudden, he had thrown his claws at me, my brain seemed to give my body orders as I spaced out but quickly stepped to the side against the unharmed bookshelf and felt a cold chill run down my spine.

The claw was stuck in the wall where my stomach would have been if I hadn't moved, "How sweet. You want to play. Let's play." said Doc Ock, a little surprised a 17 year old girl could resist him that long. The claw was pulled out of the wall and, from the large dent created, some white dust came flying forcing me to shut my eyes for no more than tree seconds. I coughed in the sleeve of my jacket, 'I hate you more than anything!'

"What are you doing in the middle of the night with a bloody jacket?" continued Doc Ock eying me suspiciously. To that, I could find no answer but as long as Spiderman stayed in the closet in my room, which I had fortunately closed the door to, Doc Ock couldn't possibly know I was lying...

I wondered what the neighbors were doing? Shouldn't they have called the police by now? Being my stupid self, I was thinking about irrelevant things rather than something obnoxious in your living room trying to kill you. Which would you prefer? Daydreaming? Or escaping death (if possible)?

I choose escaping death, but of course I wasn't thinking about that until a claw caught me by surprise... How stupid of me. The claw went for my throat, I tried ducking again but he saw it coming and had another claw ready to grab me by the waist in that case.

Oh now he was smirking... Ch. "So, I'll ask again nicely this time. Where is Spiderman?" "I told you I have no idea... Now maybe I could go on a hunt for him if you want me to, I'd be more than honored." I replied with sarcasm dripping from every word, my stomach lurching all over the place and his claw wasn't helping. After almost crushing my guts to mush he wanted me to vomit them for him? Yeah right!

Doc Ock seemed furious now, "You pest! I'll--" but I never got to know what he would have done to me because we both heard sirens from police cars and the sound of mad skidding just below the building. I smiled in relief, finally! A sudden light drowned the living room as if it was the middle of summer, 'Spotlight!' After a few minutes, I could hear some rushing through the corridors, heavy footsteps closing in quickly.

Suddenly, the front door was blown down by some explosives or a well placed kick. Beats me, but there was smoke and dust floating around. "Freeze!" yelled a cop, wait, was that a cop or a special agent? I frowned as I realized I was still being held by those nasty metal claws with a mind of their own.

What a typical thing to say if you're a cop, you really think the bad guy is going to obey you? Especially with a hostage? Gimme a break! Keep on dreaming... "Don't shoot! There are people inside!" I heard another voice command, I raised an eyebrow. Duh Mr. Obvious! Whatever, anyone is good to get that psycho out of my apartment so anything goes.

The claw held me tight and raised me as a shield to protect that maniac while he escapes. The fear that had managed to push the anger back disappeared, this a perfect opportunity and I tried to kick him somewhere. A claw caught my foot before it hit his stomach, he turned me around so I was facing him. "Pitiful really. Can't even put up a good fight." he sneered before backing away walking on two claws since he held me with the other two.

Bullets whizzed past my ears as the mad scientist put his sunglasses back on and headed for the window again. "Stop him!" Another bullet grazed my side as it hit the metal belt around Doc Ock's waist, bouncing off and hitting my arm as a shard would, except harder.

"You ugly coward let me go!" I shouted trying to wriggle free from his grasp, he fumed "I had enough playing with you!" he snapped as police officers were closing around him. He smirked a good-bye smirk and threw me in the middle of the crowd.

I gasped in surprise and shock at the speed at which I was thrown, I shut my eyes tight and put my face in my arms in an attempt to protect it from the collision. I expected a hard crash, but I fell on top of something, warm, fleshy and... moving? I cracked an eye open to see what it was I was laying on, my eyes widened at the sight.

It was a person. And not an ugly one that is. I'll try to be specific now, a really, really cute young guy. I blinked once, felt my cheeks get warmer as if it was a hot summer day. Except it was winter, night and it was cold. "Are you ok?" he asked though I quickly stood up to avoid any comments, my body disapproving of the sudden move.

"Yeah I'm fine. Thanks." I replied hugging my arms as the last of police men ran out of the building to chase that madman. I looked around at the crumbled apartment and sighed a heavy, long sigh expecting everyone to be gone by now. "Don't worry we'll get you relocated." said the same calm voice as before.

I looked at the stranger with wide eyes, "Relocated? We don't have the money." I managed to stutter out, the stranger smiled, a really cute smile too, "No need for that, it's insurance." he brushed a strand of hair that had dust in it, "I'm Noah by the way." he introduced himself.

"Solange." I answered shaking his hand while containing a blush to creep on my face. "We'll come to pick you up early tomorrow, or should I say today. It's late, you should get some rest." he said looking at his watch, hiding a yawn. Indeed it was, I wasn't used to stay up until two in the morning...

Noah left the destroyed apartment as I walked over to where my mother's room was, I saw her sitting up against the wall. "Mother what are you doing? You're not well!" I said alarmed and rushed to her side, forcing her back in a laying position. "What happened? I heard guns... Who was there?" she stammered, how could I lie to her?

"Yes mother, but it's over now. Tomorrow we'll get a new apartment, sleep well mother." I kissed her forehead as she closed her eyes to rest. I jumped over some pieces of roof as I made my way back to my room, opening the door I felt a breeze caressing my torn, bloody jacket. I looked at my window and saw it open, I sighed in realization Spiderman had left, of course why would he want to stay in this miserable apartment?

I couldn't help but feel sadness, I had wanted to tell him so many things yet when I faced him all I could say was... basically nothing. Another sigh escaped my lips as I restlessly crawled in my bed, pulled the cover to my chin and closed my eyes to the distant police sirens echoing back. Darkness was welcome in my troubled brain...


Yes suckiness unfortunately, sorry about that... Please do review to tell me if I worsen or kind of improve... but thanks to all those who did (review)!