Twin Hybrid
Chapter 5 (Pandora's Metal)
Harry Osborn, Doc Ock, Spiderman © Marvel, Aqua Arachnia © DBR
Pandora- see Pandora's Box if you have not heard of this legend.
Her head was spinning when she awoke. Aqua Arachnia opened her eyes to see bright lights and a glass dome structure around her.
"Ugn," she pulled her arm, with resistance she dryly spoke, "what a nice welcome present—shackles."
She smirked. "I think interrogation is the next present I should look forward to."
Aqua Arachnia waited quite a while as a tall, slender man wearing a green suite, bearing a mustache came up to her cell.
"Let the games begin."
"You are a strange intruder. Care to explain how you got into this facility?"
"Uh-huh, what do I get for talking?"
"A get out of jail card for free is something I cannot give you. You did trespass."
"I believe I heard of a prayer that has those words in it, and forgiveness goes along with it too." She smirked while she looked at him.
"It is not up to me to forgive. You broke into Mr. Osborne's facility. However, if you did break in and care to explain he might go lenient on you, and not charge you with breaking in, merely causing a public disturbance."
"I'm very good with torture, but I can't stand your fake mustache."
"Insulting my facial hairs will not let you free Missy. Mr. Osborn is also a patient man. He loves to wait until competition flinches. This is his strategy. If you agree to say how you got in here, he'll give you a parting gift."
"Oh I ravel in that idea. Mr. Fake Mustache show me Mr. Osborn. I don't talk to his goons. Face to face is a really good game play, unless Mr. Osborn is just as I was told-a spineless little rat."
"Unfortunately he is not here. He's busy in his office. Mr. Osborne stays there all night and does business during the day."
"Then I'll wait for him."
"It will be all night. You've spent half of it here. Interestingly enough, you're DNA structure is quite odd."
She squished her eyebrows together. "My mama always said, 'you're special.'"
He paced the room. "You are extremely special. How exactly do you share spider and octopus DNA?"
"I guess being bit by a radioactive octopus wouldn't do it for ya. Here's what I know—I don't know how that happened. I know. It's some government experiment, that's it!" She humored herself.
"What else do you know? When I brush my teeth. I forgot to floss—opps, don't tell my dad. It wouldn't conducive for him to hear that."
A bright purple light snapped on over her. The blazing light blinded her for a second.
"You're quipping will not change the question I will keep asking you."
"I told you already. I do not talk to his minions."
He turned his attention to large screen, zooming in on her costume in purple. Like a violet X-ray it went through to he heart and focused on the circulatory system.
"You have odd pockets of tissue on your wrists. I'm a very good expert on the human body. You however don't seem 100 human."
"Well then throw in evolution all the scientists are jumping on that band wagon. I however, like to think there is more out there than circuitry."
"You could be a mutant like Spiderman or some scientist concoction. Did Octavius make some kind of hybrid?"
"Pfft. Everyone knows he died."
He stepped down from the plat form. He walked around her several times, until she got tired of moving her head back and forth to follow his movement. He crossed his arms and studied her black suit and its symbol.
"What do you call yourself?"
"Wow, it's a new question. I'm so proud you can think of other ones on your own."
He rubbed his chin. "Humor me one more time and I'll have to inflict punishment on you."
"I don't think Mr. Osborn hurts his clients."
"He doesn't. I'm the one who inflicts things worse than intimidation."
"Aha! I knew it! By the way, since it's a round of questioning what is the Alloy Project?"
"That is for us to know and for you not to know." He pressed a black button on a computer system.
A surge of electricity pierces through her body. "AAAAH!"
It soon subsided. "What was that for?" She panted after enduring the inflicted pain,
"--Testing how you are wired for pain. You never know what freaks don't have any pain signal. Oddly enough, this data is going straight to his office. He likes to know his clients before he meets them, you know getting to know someone is much more personal."
Her panting stopped. "I'm tired of games. I'm going to wait until he comes to see me."
"You'll be waiting the rest of the night. Why don't you take a nap."
A large square pole rose from the side of her table and out shot a needle into her arm. "Ow."
"After all, you need to be well-rested. Haha. I love having the last laugh. Well, I must be going."
As he was leaving, her eyes drifted downward noticing the camera watching her.
Octavius noticed the computer blinking wildly. He pressed a key with his natural finger and the screen came on. Numbers flooded the screen and a small picture of a human skeleton structure swiveled around and around as the data calculated different parts of this specimen. He studied the numbers and the describing features and realized this was something that should not be seen.
Otto pressed another button, which brought up a camera feed and saw precious octopus in training.
"Harry you always seem to annoy me. Stealing secrets from me is another thing I can't tolerate."
A tentacle slithered its way to looking at the passed out Harry on his couch.
"My dear, I told you to put the baby to sleep not become the baby. Protégés need so much work."
Otto typed in several codes, which all blocked any interaction between the room and Harry's computer. It warned him of a security code to permit any further instructions. He rolled his right hand into a fist. The tentacles all waved wildly like osmosis absorbing the waves of Ock's irritation. One of them shoots off a sword from its tentacle and hovers over Harry. The other two intertwine around the other. They hinted it would not be best. The left highest one hung close to Ock whispering other ideas.
"I can't be in two places at once. I didn't want to be considered alive by anyone else. Hmm….maybe you can hack the code, after all I designed you for human and computer interface." A sinister smirk covered face like a scarf.
Ock pulled out a wire from the one tentacle and plugged it into an outlet. "Harry you underestimate me sometimes. You might irritate me, but you'll always cower in fear."
The codes ran through Otto's mind as the computers 'saw'. All the calculations were simple to him-- after all physics was like second grade math. He rearranged the codes trying to find a hole in the system that would allow him to access the lab's camera's and locks. He smiled. He soon frowned at the fact that while he had unlocked the lab's systems and saw the information from the computer's eyes that it also revealed that his protégé was unconscious. Who knows what Harry had planned for his partner in training in crime? A tentacle curled around in a circle and flexed back at this annoying factor, all the while he looked at the codes with his eyes still closed to see what he could do.
Outside the room, as if it couldn't get any more troublesome for Otto, a man in red and blue web-styled costume hopped roof to roof and landed on top. He thought to himself, "When will Harry let me talk to him? I don't know how many times to tell him I'm not the one who killed his dad. What should I say? 'Hey Harry your dad is a lunatic, just like Ock and sent his glider to impale me like shish kabob.' Yeah that will go through well. I give this one more try."
He crawled down the side and back flipped into the room. The main hallway was a good place to hear if Harry was in the place at all. "Harry," Spiderman called out as he entered the top floor. The green room had no one in it. "Well just twenty-six more rooms, then we can sit down and have a real talk. If I have to web him to the chair I will."
Otto's shoulders hunched together. "Not that arachnid! Hmm….glad I did not plan anything like a parade. I'd hate to think it would get rained on today!"
Otto's other tentacle pushed the couch with Harry on it next to the door. "Poor pest. Try getting through that." He chuckled.
"Done." He spoke as the locks flipped off her wrists. A needle soon pressed into her other arm from the machine on a circular track. She looked up and stared. "Time to wake up."
Seeing she was free from her cage, she hopped down. "Time to see what the Alloy Project is for. I wonder how I got out. Oh well, time to make daddy proud."
The Personal Only made her smirk. "Oh I'm personal alright. I'm personally curious."
She grabbed the handle. "Wow, its unlocked. This is fun. Oh boys, you've been so nice, opening the doors for me."
The door hid an amazing octagonal glass structure with what looked like a drop of titanium or tritium.
"I'm not impressed. This is what the Alloy Project is?" She stared at its silvery structure. It moved. Aqua Arachnia looked closer, pressing her nose against the glass. "Do something."
The reflective puddle moved to the other side.
Aqua Arachnia jumped up and her back slammed into the door exclaiming,
"S-s--supernova!"
Her eyes stared. "Did Harry steal this from the Terminator movie producer?"