Chapter III

Spider-Wars: Part II

Spider-Carnage

A/N: Here is the third chapter. It is getting a bit weird, considering that a huge even in is about to take place. No, spoilers! So, this chapter is going to be relatively short. So, read on!

I was watching the next morning's newscast when I saw the headline: "Multiple 'Spider-Men' sighted in the last twenty-four hours". I sat up straight, sure that it was a hoax, just Ben Reilly trying to get people's attention. That was before I saw the three different costumes that the "Spider-Men" were wearing. One of them, from my opinion, was a close copy of my costume. "Now Ben is impersonating me?!" I shouted. "He can't just take my identity and my costume!" I was angry until I took a closer look. The "Spider-Man" looked like he was in high school. I sighed, as the next photo came up. I got incredibly freaked out when I saw the costume.

The costume the guy was wearing looked exactly like the costume that the Carnage symbiote formed. Did the symbiote find a new host? I have to get out there and warn the guy about what he's wearing! But after the newscast. I watched as the third and final image was displayed. The image, I really thought was photoshopped. And I thought that because the picture was of me! And it was when my powers were mutating, when I had six arms from the mutation. I'm not even gonna count that last one. I was about to change into my costume, when I heard the next headline.

"It appears that there is another killer on the streets of the city." the newscaster said. After hearing this, I ran back into the room to watch the T.V. once more. The picture on the screen horrified me. It was a guy wearing a Spidey costume. Only, it didn't look like a costume. It was blue from the feet to the waist. From the waist up, it was black with strands of red towards the face area. The shoulders, arms and hands were blue, with strands of red coming down to the talon fingers. The "mask" if you'd even call it that, was the thing that scared me the most. It was basically a generic copy of my mask, only corrupted with whatever the red stuff was. Oh and the wearer had an enlonged jaw!

"Oh Christ!" I said. "What have I done?!" I quickly walked into my room to get my costume, when I heard my mobile ringing. I sighed, walking back into the living room to answer it. I grabbed the phone and the caller ID told me that it was Ben Reilly calling. I sighed and answered. "Ben?" I asked. "What do you need me to do this time?" It took so long for him to respond that at first, I thought he wasn't there.

"Hey Peter," he said. "Can you meet me later tonight in the alley by the Daily Bugle?" he asked. I walked to my room once again as I listened to him. "Yeah," I said, switching hands to get down and grab the case that held my costume. "But why there? It kind of sounds sketchy. You don't-" I was going to ask him if he wanted to meet in a more public place, but he interrupted me. "It's just comfortable for me to meet there." I sighed, as I placed the case on my bed. "Fine. When do we meet?" I said. "At around eight-thirty tonight." he said. "Be there. And come alone." Then I heard the dial tone, hinting that he had hung up.

I opened the case and took out the thing on top: a rough draft of my signature costume. It was pretty much the same costume. Only the blue and black were switched. I finally decided on leaving black webs instead of blue webs. I just thought the original design was stupid. I put the sketchbook on my bed next to the case and took out the final item in my case: my costume. As I stared at the costume, Uncle Ben's words echoed in my head. With great power, comes great responsibility. Never forget that Peter, Never forget. "I'll be ready to meet you Ben," I said, getting ready to put the costume on. "I don't think this will be a 'friendly' meeting."

Later In the Evening...

I opened the window as I put my mask on. I jumped out of the window and started swinging in the Daily Bugle's direction. As I swung, I decided to take notice of what a peaceful, dull evening it was. I had no idea that my life was about to change for a few months. I landed on a rooftop not to far from the Bugle and surveyed what I saw on a rooftop across from the one I was on. There was a thug on the rooftop, and he was attempting to break into the building from the roof. I was going to swing down and stop him, but there was no need. Just as I was about to jump from the roof, when I saw another costumed vigilante emerge from the shadows.

He was me! And in my mutant form! He is real! I watched as he grabbed the thug with all six arms from behind. I figured the guy had it taken care of, but I still wanted to talk to him. But despite that, I had a meeting to get to. I webbed down to the alley way that Ben had instructed me to meet him in and waited for a few minutes. When he didn't show up and I had decided to just leave, I heard a noise not too far away from me. "Ben?" I asked. "Is that you?" That's when I heard a shriek from the shadows and I was knocked off of my feet. "You are so predictable," a voice hissed. "Like a moth to the flame."

I groaned as I got up and looked towards the shadows. "Come out!" I said, getting into a fighting stance. "Show yourself!" I felt a great weight on my shoulders, as something hit the back of my head. "Ah, ah, ah." the voice hissed, as I barely saw something leap over my head and back into the shadows. "You didn't say please." I recovered from the pressure on my head, and steadied myself. "Come out, I said!" I shouted. "As you wish." the voice hissed. I heard foosteps in front of me, as some light was shed on the figure's legs. I saw blue tights and began to fear the worst as he came further out of the shadows.

I began to saw strands of red, which covered more and more of the figure's chest. There was also a huge, black spider scrawling across his chest. He came fully out of the shadows and I recognized him from the picture on the news. He had the same elonged jaw, the same blue arms and the same fingers that were sharpened into talons. "Expecting somebody else?" the horrific man asked. I tried my best to keep my cool. "Uh, yeah." I said. "I'm looking for Ben Reilly." The man grabbed my throat and slammed me into the wall. "You won't find your friend here. You'll only find an unforgiving oppenent." He threw me against a trash can.

"Or better yet, allow me to show you where 'Ben' is." He said, as the "mask" began to soften, and I saw the tentacles of the symbiote moving. The tentacles finally moved all the way out of his face and his identity was revealed. And it was as I feared. It was Ben Reilly underneath the symbiote's face. "Hey, buddy!" he said, shooting a strand of red, gooey web dead center onto my chest. "My God, Ben!" I said, as he pulled me over to him. "Do you have any idea what you've done to yourself?" He placed his hand on my chest and I could feel the sharp talons digging into my chest. I groaned in pain and Ben smiled, pleased by my pain.

"I'm aware what I've gotten my self into," he said, scratching his talons across my chest. "And I only wish I had done it sooner." He threw me against a wall, as the symbiote reformed on his face. "Ben," I said. "You have to listen. You-" I was interrupted, as he kicked me in the side of my abdomen. "There's no Ben anymore Parker," he said. "There is only Spider-Carnage!" I got up and tried to punch him. But he grabbed my fist and kneed me in the stomach. I fell back down and stayed down.

"Just accept your defeat Parker," he said. "We haven't even begun yet and I've already defeated you." I slowly got up onto my knee and he grabbed my neck, forcing me to look up at him. "You realize it don't you?" he asked. "You are going to die." I smirked underneath my mask. "Yeah?" I asked, grabbing his arm. "What do you think you are doing?" he hissed. "Not before I fight back." I said, slugging him in the jaw. I saw the fangs that the symbiote had grown go flying out of his "gums". I repeatedly started punching him in the jaw. He finally grabbed my fist and socked me in the stomach.

He laid me on the ground and started punching at my torso. He grabbed the torso of my costume and ripped through it. He left cuts on my chest and blood started to run from the cuts. He slugged me in the face and elbowed me in the jaw. "Stop doing this, Ben." I said. "It doesn't have to be like this!" I headbutted him, and distracted him. He roared in pain and fell back into the shadows. I jumped into the shadows on the opposite side of the alley and stuck to the wall. I felt my lower abdomen, where Ben, no not Ben; Spider-Carnage. Where Spider-Carnage had slashed me.

I felt blood on the tips of my fingers and noticed that I was bleeding pretty badly. I webbed, and wrapped the "web bandages" around my abdomen. "Can you feel yourself bleeding out?" Spider-Carnage asked. "Just admit to your defeat and I'll kill you quickly." I frowned. "I'm not going to admit anything!" I said, as I jumped down from the wall, to immediately get tackled by Spider-Carnage. He pushed me angainst the wall and I felt his talons burrowing into the bandages, causing even more damage. I grabbed his mask and pulled, trying to seperate the symbiote from him. But it was no use, as he headbutted me. He grabbed my left lense and ripped that part off of the mask. I kneed him in the stomach and knocked him down. I punched him in the stomach.

After recovering from the attack, he just laughed. As he grew his talons longer, he spoke. "You have a little bit of a fight in you," he cackled with a hint of insanity in his voice. "I like that." As he walked up to me to finish the job, I heard it. "Then you're gonna love me." a deep voice said. As I thought my life was coming to an end, it appeared another costumed vigilante was taking over! I saw someone flip kick Spider-Carnage, sending a few of his fangs flying. I didn't really get a clear look at the guy, as he was constantly moving. Spider-Carnage tried to predict his movements, but failed miserably.

The man kicked him in the head from behind, nearly knocking him over. He then flipped over his head, grabbing his shoulders as he went, causing him to fall on his face. When he got up, he got up on one knee and looked at the man. "You are making us angry." he said, whiping the blood off of his jaw and lips. "See ya, chump." he said, pointing his fist at him. All I knew was that what ever happened, it was loud. The man must of had a makeshift sound generator, because the symbiote was going absolutely crazy. After the symbiote was nearly off, the man turned off the generator and pulled out a gun.

As he cocked the pistol, I made my move. "No!" I screamed, as I moved in front of him as he fired. The bullet luckly didn't hit me, but it grazed my shoulder. I stumbled after the collision, but I didn't fall over, despite all the pain I'd endured in the last five minutes. "I have no idea who you are or who you are trying to impersonate, but Spider-Man doesn't kill!" The man holstered his gun and I turned around to look at Ben, who was being bound to the symbiote. The man pushed me out of the way and took out what looked like a capsule. He opened the capsule, which in turn sucked up the symbiote, leaving Ben laying there, unconscious.

He placed the capsule on his belt and was about to swing away. "Hey," I said. "We're not done talking yet! Who are you?" The man had made it out into the moonlight, and turned around. For the first time, I saw what he looked like. He was dressed all in black, with black leather gloves and black combat boots. Wait, was he wearing a trenchcoat? And a set of pilot goggles from the '30's? He stepped up in front of me and it dawned on me that he was barely an inch shorter than me. "You should know." he said, his voice deathly similar to mine. "I'm the Spider-Man of 1933. That's all I'm authorized to tell you."

I stood there in shock, as he shot a web to a nearby rooftop and zipped away. I was still standing there in shock, when I heard Ben coming around. "Ben!" I said, walking over to him. "Are you ok?" He didn't seem happy to hear my voice. "Parker?" he said, getting up to punch me. I grabbed his fist, countering him. "You have to listen to me." He strained against my grip. "I don't have to understand anything," I said. "You tried to kill me!" I strained against his strength, which was equal to mine. "I was angry that you stole my job!" I said. "And I was under the influence of the symbiote!"

"I don't care!" he yelled. "I'm finishing what I started!" I knew that there was only one way out of this. "Ok. Fine." I said. Just through Ben's shattered lense, I could see the look of confusion on his face, just from his eyes. "Kill me. Do whatever it takes," I said. "But it'll only make it worse." He stopped struggling. "How do you know that?" We sat down as we continued to discuss this. "Why do you think I didn't kill my Uncle Ben's killer?" I asked. "Uncle Ben didn't want me living with revenge in my heart."

"So, you're saying it won't help." he said. "It'll make it worse? Killing you?" I nodded. "I was doing the right thing, when I captured his killer." I said. "When you and I wore the costume, we could have done something regrettable." He nodded, finally understanding. "Look Ben," I said. "Now that we've gotten this clear, I just want to say that I don't want to be enemies. I want your friendship, and I need your help to find Mary Jane." He looked at me. After a while, he finally spoke. "I'll do what I can. But I'm not promising anything." he said. "In the mean time, maybe you can do me a favor."

"Name your price." I said. "Peter, there are quite a few criminals on my list," he said. "Maybe you can help me with a few." I nodded. "Who are they?" I asked. He cleared his throat, and spoke. "Flint Marko, better known as "the Sandman", Mac Gargan, a man known as "Scorpion", who tried to be a hero, but failed. And finally, the latest burglar in the city, also known as the "Black Cat." I nodded. "Done." He nodded. "Good, now get home and get some rest." I nodded and decided it was time to return home. I left Ben by himself and swung home. On the way home, I realized the cuts on my abs had scabbed up. I webbed a makeshift bandage around my abdomen, just in case. When I got home, opening the window to get inside, I was surprised to see a man in a Spider-Armor, I guess it was, hanging upside down from the ceiling. It surprised me most, when his visor opened, revealing me to be under the mask! "Hello, Brother." he said. I felt my eyes roll back in my head as I passed out.

A/N: So, what did you think of the chapter? It is about to get hectic, with all the different Spider-Men appearing. Next chapter is going to be even more hectic. So, until next time, I guess...