Okay, chapter two. This one is drastically shorter then the first. But I promise the next chapter will be longer and have more action. This is just more basic plot setting. It'll get better soon. If anyone has any ideas that would like to share for this story, feel free to tell me. I might even use them in my story if I like them alot. Hope you enjoy it, later.

'Banished….I can't believe I was banished. They need me! I'm their best wrangler! They'll wish they'd never gotten rid of me. I don't need them. I don't need anybody. Well…except for Meurtrier.'

Crimson orbs shifted to look at the massive spider that was currently sinking his fangs into a cricket that was unfortunate enough to get trapped in his small, temporary web. Although he was indeed bloodthirsty and maniacal, at least he was willing to help her. But his help came at a price.

Meurtrier had to have a fresh kill every few hours; he had already threatened to eat her if he wasn't fed. Her job was to lure unsuspecting bugs into their demise; either keeping them distracted while Meurtrier snuck up behind them or leading them into a web. Since she would be getting so close to the web, the Master Spider had coated her in a mixture of oils off his body and his own saliva. Gross yes, but it helped keep her from getting stuck. This had been the third kill that day so she was already getting used to it.

Pausing in his meal, Meurtrier turned his eyes to her. Gypsy was lying against a leaf, running small hands over the wire she used to keep him in line. With his first two kills she had kept the wire on him but removed it for the cricket. The wire didn't hinder his ability to eat so there was no need to remove it. And yet she had, risking her safety for his comfort. Strange for an Ant with her upbringing.

"Tell me my sweet. Why did, or more so are, you allowing me to go free. I could easily eat you and just continue on myself."

Gypsy was a bit surprised but gave a soft shrug as a part answer. At his glare she added, "Because I trust you." Now that stopped him in mid bite. Trust? What insect in their right mind would trust a spider? Spiders don't even trust other spiders! Either this female was extremely brave or extremely stupid.

"Well my sweet, that's a grave mistake. Never put any trust in a spider. It could cost you your life."

He paused once more then began to walk towards her. Dark orbs roamed over her body as he clicked his fangs. Lifting a banded limb, Meurtrier tilted her head so she was looking right at him. "Tell me my sweet. Do you know what my name is translated to?" All he received was a twitch of antenna. "My name truly means, in all sense of the word, Murderer." He traced her jaw line, watching every move she made. "Still trust me?" A soft nod made him pull his leg away and return to his meal.

She was quiet as he finished his meal and only moved to reattach the wires to his fangs, this time a little…looser, then before. Once Gypsy was sure the wire was in place she climbed onto his back, taking her place.

As the gold banded legs crept over leaves a warm breeze blew across their path. With it a rather….delicious, smell came across Gypsy's sense and she gave a sharp tug on the wires in her grip.

"Condamnez-le!"

Meurtrier bucked onto his hind four legs, throwing Gypsy off and to the ground. Scrapping at the wire as best he could, the spider hissed as grabbed the black ant and glared at her. "Undo them!" She quickly loosened the wires and removed them for the time being.

"Are you alright?"

"I'm fine, but what on earth made you do that?!"

"Sorry, I just smelled something so good. I haven't eaten in hours."

Rolling his eyes, he just gathered her back onto his back. But she left the wire off, not wanting a repeat incident. After a bit he made a face for a moment he said, "I've never been able to understand how Ants can possible eat Honeydew. Insects say what I do is nasty. You're eating caterpillar dung."

Making an equally disgusted face, Gypsy shook her head. "I don't like Honeydew. You won't catch me eating anything that comes out of someone's-" She cut off as her antenna's twitched again causing her to moan sadly.

"It smells so good…"

A sigh escaped the spider before he headed towards the source of the smell. "If you shut up then we'll get you something to eat. Just don't drool on my head." Smiling, Gypsy leaned down and rubbed the top of his head. "Thanks Meurtrier." A grunt answered her as they arrived at a large, metal object.

"It's in there."

Meurtrier glanced at her before climbing up the side of the object and inside. They soon found the source, what they would one day figure out was a country ham biscuit, and Gypsy ate her fill. Her companion looked out the opening they had crawled through and saw the last bits of sunshine vanish under the horizon; sending the world into darkness.

"It's late, no point in going any farther. We'll continue our journey in the morning."

He curled his legs beneath him and closed his eyes, letting sleep take hold of him. Watching him silently, Gypsy couldn't help but smile. Normally the Master Spider was very cruel and ferocious but now….he looked about as harmless as a newly hatched pupa. She stroked his head for a moment before curling into his side to get some sleep herself.

"Tomorrow will be better. I know it."

"We shall see my sweet. We shall see."