Chapter Two
The next day had come, and Peter Parker, Harry Osborn, Miles Morales, Anya Corazon and Kevin Kittlemen were at the Stacy's residence, specifically in the garage again. There, they watched Gwen Stacy's drumming and singing, smiling and clapping for her talents, even willing to offer up some help and advice. However, all six heard a deep rumbling noise, and it wasn't coming from any of Gwen's drums, but rather from the outside, followed by muffled rapid footsteps and yells of panic. Making their way of the garage, the four noticed several people running along the street from the left end to the right.
"What's going on now?" Harry questioned.
Just then, Peter was met with a sharp pinging between his ears as everything seemed to grey out and slow down in his vision, a feeling all-too familiar to him, a tingling of sorts. "I don't know exactly, but my senses might", Peter stated as he looked around just to see whatever the danger might actually be.
"You think that might be it?" Anya pointed at something just up the road to the left.
There, emerging from the field view and much higher than any of the nearby houses and trees was a massive cloud of turquoise-green. It almost casted a rising shadow of its own over the town, sweeping fast enough to overtake anyone left and caught behind.
"What is that?" Miles exclaimed.
"Dunno", Gwen muttered. "But it doesn't look good".
Quickly and swiftly, Gwen went over to shield Kevin with herself, keeping him down and wrapping her arms around him while Peter did the same with Miles and Harry with Anya. Inevitably, the wave soon hit the six as well, passing right over and through them. Inadvertently, all six inhaled the rushing mist, coughing for a bit, yet they all seemed fine and unaffected immediately. Or at least five out of them were.
A crackling sound was heard, coming from Kevin himself, as various sharp spikes of ice pierced from his skin all over his body, on his face and arms, through his clothes and even his hair. Gwen could only step back in wide-eyed horror, watching helplessly at something like this. Even Peter and Harry glanced over to see what was going on, much to their shock as well.
"Gwen! Peter!" Kevin yelped. "What's happe-" His short words were cut even shorter if not entirely altogether as the ice coated over his kneeling body completely, forming a cocoon of thick spiky ice around him where he still be seen through.
Gwen stood firmly still, almost paralysed from seeing such a sight up close. Her mouth hung open and yet no words came out, not even a remote sound. Harry, Peter, Miles and Anya walked over next to Gwen to closely observe what had just happened to one of their many friends, similarly stunned and silent as well. Eventually, the strange mist had already carried on down the road if not the whole town and land. What it left behind were a few similar cocoons and chrysalises scattered here and there in the town.
To be continued...