Short chapter but hopefully more emotional. :-)
Haha I guess a lot of you are shocked at the whole Eve killing a man thing, but I sort of wanted her to be careless at the start so that you can see how she blossoms under Spiderman's guidance.
Also you'll discover one of her abilities, I hope to slowly reveal the rest of them further on in the story. One of you covered a good point, she doesn't have a creatures' ability and may not last long in a fight but keep in mind she is young and has more to learn. She is able to do things Spiderman can't and vise versa which is what makes them good together in a team.
Thank you for your reviews and concrit :D
Suddenly there were loud thumps and yells as the police found their way to the ground floor directly below us. ''We need to get out of here,'' Spiderman stated, searching the room for a way out.
I glanced at the dead body of the thief on the ground, it hadn't hit me yet what I had done but I was in trouble, serious trouble.
''Over here!'' he yelled, gesturing to a window where the glass had been smashed enough to slip through. I ran over and glanced out, there was a steep drop. I searched for another building or wall that my vines could latch on to but there was none. Spiderman had noticed this too, ''The tree,'' he said,
''What?''
''Lower yourself down on to it, go!''
The yells of the police were getting closer and closer. Spotting a tree that had grown half way up the building I understood what he meant, ''It's too low, I won't reach!''
''Just do it!'' he yelled franticly. I swung my legs over and taking a firm grip on the window ledge I lowered myself down until I was hanging by my hands, but it was no use, if only the tree was three meters taller.
I started to panic, I could jump but I would receive serious injuries or worse…death. Suddenly underneath my foot I felt something stable, a branch? I swear it wasn't there before.
I was able to climb down to the ground, to find that Spiderman was already there, he had somehow managed to climb down the building like a…well…spider. We started to sprint, where we were going I didn't know. One minute I was running on the street the next I was in the air following Spiderman. He was faster at swinging than me but what did I expect, I was an amateur and he had web.
We didn't stop until it seemed like we were on the other side of the city. I just hoped the police hadn't seen us leave the warehouse.
We landed on top of a tall block of offices, the skies were a dark black and the city lights were bright below us. Without warning, as I rubbed my knuckles, Spiderman angrily gripped me by the shoulders. Instead of jumping in fright a strange tingling sensation passed over me starting from the tips of my fingers, I had felt it before in the bathroom when my aunt had knocked on the door. He yelled in pain, immediately removing his grasp and collapsing on the floor of the roof, curling up as though he was being burnt alive from the inside. ''What did you do that for?'' he bellowed,
Do what? I hadn't done anything. ''What are you talking about? What's wrong with you?''
''You…you bloody stung me!''
Had I heard him correctly, how could I have stung him? The only thing I did was feel a tingling…''Oh.'' I remembered how my father had mentioned the defensive layer of needles the plant produced when threatened, could it be that I had somehow inherited those characteristics? I examined the skin on my arm but there was nothing unusual about it.
The pain Spiderman was in seemed to be easing but he still couldn't sit up. ''I can't feel my legs,'' he moaned. I sat down beside him, ''Um sorry, I still don't know what I can do yet,''
''What do you mean you don't know? You shouldn't be out here then, are you mad?''
His words were occasionally slurring together.
''I only became…different…a couple days ago, ok?''
He forced himself to sit up, ''You don't even realise what you've done,'' Spiderman held his head in his hands, unable to focus his vision.
''I stung you, so what, you'll be fine in a few minutes,''
''I don't care about that. You killed a man, they're going to be looking for us now, they'll call us murderers,''
I felt a mass of regret, which almost made me sick. I shouldn't have killed him and I knew that. His blood was on my hands, ''I…I didn't mean to,'' my voice was thick and almost breaking, ''he was going to shoot you…I had to stop him.''
Spiderman sighed, ''You could have stopped him without killing him,''
''I didn't think…'' I said, ''don't make me feel worse than I already do.'' I covered my face with my hands and felt a tear soak into my mask. What would Peter think if he knew I had murdered someone?
''You need to go home,'' he replied, his voice more gentle, ''you know I'm going to have to look after you now, since you can't even control yourself,''
I nodded, hastily wiping the tears that had slipped from under my mask away. ''Where will I meet you?''
''Two days' time, on the library roof and don't tell anyone about this, I mean it.''
''I won't,'' I replied, already feeling like a pathetic burden.
After leaving him on the roof, it was the early hours of the morning before I was climbing up the familiar fire escape and through my bedroom window.
Hope you liked it and MERRY CHRISTMAS :)