'Spider'

[Sl'askia]

Here is the intro. It is not the usual type of intro I write but I liked how it came out. Anyway, I don't know how often I'll be able to post the chaps, due to work..*grumbles* Oh and Mainard, I know Spider is in the RPFic already, but since he was in it first, I don't think this should be a problem will it?

Some distance from the Great Forest, there was a large complex. With in this complex, Vykkers created the stereoids needed to make the Big Bro Sligs. This complex also served as the testing grounds for sligs selected to become Big Bros. But this place was filled with danger, not because of the usual harsh treatment the Glukks gave the sligs and the sligs gave the slaves. For here the Vykkers also did genetic experaments, creating horrific crossbreeds. Often these crossbreeds escaped and roamed the halls terrorizing the inhabitents. This is the story of one of those crossbreeds, one who's only wish is to be completely free from his creators control. A crossbreed named Spider...

[Sl'askia]

Here's the first chap..

Chapter 1

Three sligs walked down the corridor nervously. They knew the dangers of these halls, but even more so since one particular crossbreed escaped the labs 2 years ago. This crossbreed didn't just stop at just killing the workers, slaves and such, he ate them, usually while they were still alive. What distrubed everyone was that he didn't care WHO he ate. Slig, mud, glukk, etc it didn't matter to him. Through rumors had it that he didn't like the taste of Big Bros, which made all the sligs in the complex wanting to become BBS's in a hurry. Spider this crossbreed was named, mainly for the specialized pants he wore, which instead of 2 or 4 legs, had 8 spider- like legs which give him greater speed and mobility. The name also suited him because he loved to ambush and to set traps for his victims.
The small slig group paused at a junction, sniffing the air nerviously. They were sent to find Spider, to discover his hiding place, his 'lair' so they could finally catch him. They knew the odds of all of them surviving an encounter with him was pretty low.
"What yer say the creep looks like again?" one of the Sligs asked.
"Looks like and as big as a Big Bro for the most part, only with quills along his back, dark green in color, and yeller eyes. Also wearing those specialized pants they told us 'bout" the second slig answered.
"So..what der we do if we der meet up with 'em?" the first said with a shudder.
"Easy, we run like hell..." the third said.
"He would catch us before we could make it to the end of the corridor." the second said, "that's why they gave us this.." he held up a small black box that had a single button on it.
"And that is?" the first asked.
"It's a control box, it will activate the inhibitor that is implanted on 'em when I press this button, giving us more time to escape."
The third slig, who was facing one of the dark corridors leading away from the junction, suddenly went very pale. "Um...I think yer better press it now..." he said, his voice trembling.
"Huh? Wh.....AAAHHHHH" was all the first could get out before, something lefted him up and bit deeply into his shoulder. He felt his flesh literaly being biten and toren off him, he screamed in horrible pain. The pain was so paralizing that he couldn't move to push the button on the control box.
The other two sligs, watched paralized with fright as they watched their companion being eaten alive by Spider. After a moment they were able to find their legs and they both bolted down the corridor, with the screams of their friend echoing behind them...

All they found when they returned with a sizable group a bit later, was the skeleton of their companion, and a smashed control box..

[ May 13, 2001: Message edited by: Dragadon ]

[Sl'askia]

Chapter 2

Spider watched the large group of sligs searching the corridors from the shadows, his dark skin blending in perfectly with the dark background. Blood from his latest 'meal' still dripping from his jaws and running down his chest. He scratched at the lump on the back of his neck, where the inhibitor was implanted. It was 'tingling' and it was bothering him. Normally, with anyone else the setting it was on would send them screaming in pain, but Spider had developed something of a resistence to it. It now only gave him an itch. Still he would rather not have one in him at all. He wished he wasn't in this stinking complex at all.
Getting bored with watching the sligs that were trying to find him, he wandered off, staying in the shadows. His pants only making a 'tick tick tick' sound as he wandered the halls. He passed by several mud slaves, who shied away as he passed. He didn't blame them, since he does eat mudokon once in a while. He knew they trapped here just as he was, so he only ate them if he couldn't find a slig or Gluk to eat.
He stopped abruptly, sniffing the air and tilting his head listening. He heard the unmistakable sound of a BBS approaching. He snarled and hid himself in one of the side corridors. It wasn't because he wasn't capable of killing a BBS, he just rather not deal with them. Besides they tasted terrible to him, due to all the chemicals used to make them that way. The BBS paused in front of the corridor he was hiding in, Spider froze, hoping he would not see him. Luck was not with him this time.
"Who's there?" the BBS said, drawing his gun.
Drat, I will have to kill him. Spider throught with a snarl as he prepared to strike.
"Yer better show yerself, before I pump that hall full of lead."
"Ok." Spider said as he charged. He noticed too late the all the scars on this BBS's body, a telltale sign of experence. The BBS was expecting the attack and knocked Spider to the side using the butt of his gun. Spider staggered from the blow, stunned.
"So yer the one they call Spider." the BBS mused, "I'm sure I'll get a big bonus for killing yer."
"Is that all yer care 'bout? Yer next payraise?" Spider snarled as he charged again. This time he dodged the BBS's blow, and managed to land one of his own. The BBS staggered back a bit, surprised by Spider's aglity and speed. Spider wasn't going to give him a chance to recover, he circled around and bit down on the back of the BBS's neck. The BBS howled in pain and backed into the wall, slaming Spider into it in the process. Spider grunted in pain as his quills dug into his back, but he held on. The BBS continued to press into the wall, forcing Spider's quills to go even deeper into his body. In response, Spider bit down harder and scratched at the BBS's eyes with his claws. The BBS's managed to grab one of his hands and bit down on it. Spider screaked in pain but did not let go. Finally there was a satisfying 'snap' as the BBS's neck broke and fell still.
With some effort, Spider was able to free his hand and push the body away. He stood a moment, panting heavily. He ached all over, especially his hand and his back where his quills where pushed in. He knew after this fight he needed to rest, so he headed off back toward his 'lair'.

[ May 13, 2001: Message edited by: Dragadon ]

[Sl'askia]

Chapter 3

Spider made his way through the corridors almost randomly, but his chosen path was importent. By going in circles and backtracking once in the while he made his trail confusing to any who would try to follow him. After a while, Spider made a turn down a rarely used corridor. Down this way was a ruin down section of the factory where the Glukks decided it wasn't worth the cost to fix it and there was where his 'lair' was. He paused at a turn off, sniffing the area to see if anyone had come that way. Smelling nothing but his own scent, he continued on, ducking and weaving through fallen pipes and ceiling panels. He was careful to watch his step, for fallen pipes and ceiling panels weren't the only thing littering the corridor, he had strung up this corridor with bobby traps, to keep unwanted vistors out. Luckly no one had thought to try to look for him here yet, so he felt safe here. Still, as a precaution he set up several 'dummy' lairs which were placed in random locations in the complex, complete with there own set of traps. He would visit these places every so often to keep his scent strong in them and to reset any traps that were sprung.
He entered a large room, it was also littered with fallen debris and traps he had set up. He made his way to the far corner, where he had a heap of mattresses and blankets that served as his bed. He eased himself out of his pants and padded to a hidden doorway. More like a hole in the wall, which lead into a hidden underground tunnel. He made his way along in the tunnel till it opened up into a large cave. There in the cave was a hot spring, which somehow managed to stay pure with all the industry going on above it. It always had an odd smell to it but he didn't care as he slipped into the water and relaxed, letting the waters sothe his aching musciles.
He let his mind drift, wondering what it was like outside the factory walls, what it was like to be truly free. But he knew he would never find out what it was like until he ridded himself of his creators. Til then, he was trapped within these walls.
After a while he snapped himself back to reallity and grabbed a nearby med kit. He cleaned the wound on his hand and bandaged it, then he climbed out of the spring and made his way back up to the main part of his lair. He plopped himself down onto his 'bed' and let sleep claim him...

[Sl'askia]

Is anyone reading this? If not i will stop posting chaps...

Chapter 4

He had just hatched and he shivered from the coldness of the room. He cried out, frightened of the new world he had just hatched into. A large figure appeared over him, it had four long thin arms and a huge head. He backed away, squealing in fright.
"Its ok little one." it said as it wrapped him up in a small blanket and picked him up.
He relished the new found warmth he was feeling and squealed happily. He started gumming at the blanket, and the figure chuckled softly putting him into a large clear bin.
"Bastek!" another figure just like the first called out.
"What is it Myron?" the first, Bastek, said in an annoyed tone.
"I thought I had specifically told you to let me know when Crossbreed 738 was about to hatch!" Myron said, clearly aggitated.
"He was fully hatched when I came into the room."
"Oh wonderful, so he has imprinted on you by now, just great." Myron said throwing his hands into the air.
"And there is a problem with that?"
"For a fellow Vykker, you are too gentle with your subjects!"
"So what if I am? I get different results by showing kindness to them."
He heard no more of that conversation, for he had fallen asleep...

A year later he was at his 3/4 of the way to his full size. He was going through a book Bastek had given him to read. He shifted in his pants uncomfortably. Big bro pants were not designed to accomadate his tail. He looked up to see his 'father' walk into the room. The Vykker was pushing something on a trolly toward him. It looked like a pair of pants, but it didnt look like any pants he had seen before. Instead of the usual two or four legs, this one had eight, and reminded him of a spider.
"Enjoying your new book I see." he said.
"Yes father." he said, "what's that?" he pointed at the odd looking pants.
"This is the prototype of a new type of pants for the Big Bros."
"They look cooler looking then this thing" he pointed at his pants, "and more comfortable. Wish I could have em"
"Well..." Vykker had a mischievous grin on his face, "I DO need a volunteer to test them out, would you be interested?"
"Oh yes, please please please!" he said putting on his best 'cute' look.
"There's no need to beg. Here.." Bastek laughed as he put the pants on the floor in front of him.
He eagerly got out of the BBS pants and climbed into his new ones. He immediately felt a big difference, there was even a hole where his tail could poke through. He sighed with relief and the comfort. He moved around a bit, and found his movement was much quicker now in these pants then that of the BBSs.
"This thing reminds me of a spider.." he commented, "much better then those blasted things" he motioned at the now empty BBS pants.
"That they do, if fact I think that will be your name now. Spider"
Spider smiled happily.

A couple of days later, Spider approached his father's lab to hear the sounds of shouting inside. He paused a moment to listen.
"You gave him the prototype! How could you!" he heard Myron shout.
"Someone needed to test it, and Spider was the best one to do it!" Bastek shouted back.
"Spider? You gave him a name now? You spoil him too much! He needs to be cruel and ruthless as the boss demands!"
"Get out! I will not have you talking of turning him into a killer like all the others in my presence!"
"Very well, but you have not heard the last of this.."
Myron stormed out the door, nearly running into Spider. He stopped to scowl at him a moment, then continued on his way. Spider couldn't shake the feeling that something very bad was going to happen soon..

A few months later, Spider was returning from an arin he was sent out to do.
"Father, I got those files you wanted me to get." he called out. Strangely, only silence answered him. "Father?" he called again as he explored the lab, looking for him. He rounded a corner, and found his Bastek's murdered body laying in a pool of blood...

Spider woke up with a start. He hated it when the memory of that terrible day came back to haught him, no matter how deeply he tried to bury it. It was not long after that day that his torchure started. He shuddered at the thought and pushed it back deep into the recenses of his mind. He felt tears welling up in his eyes and he hastily brushed them away.
"I will avenge you father." he said, "Then I'll be free. Just as you always wanted me to be."
With a whimper he settled down again, and fell back asleep...

[DarkHoodness]

Very good, Drag! Keep it up!
- DH

[Pacen]

Poor Bastek. Go on Spider! Avenge your father's death!

Very good Dragadon!

[Teal]

Hm, maybe I ought to start doing that... Not that I'm posting much in the way of fics at the moment...

Anyways. Yay for Drag's fic. And don't let Spider go eating any of my cast, I don't want Spider-kebab...

[Sl'askia]

Thank you for your replies! As your reward (hehe) here's another chap..

Chapter 5

Spider was awaken by the sound of a ventalition shaft panel openning. He looked up to see a pantless extremely thin slig crawl out. He just gave a quiet snort and closed his eyes to go back to sleep.
Only Scrawny.. he thought.
Scrawy was an old slig that started poping in not long after he established his lair. Didn't know his real name, just dubbed him 'Scrawny' since he was so thin and bony looking that Spider didn't even want to try to eat him. He wondered how the old slig even stayed alive looking like that. Never the less, Scrawny often had a bit of importent information for him, such as a trap that his creators were devising to catch him. Sometimes though, he just seemed to come by just to annoy the hell out of Spider. Sometimes, he would get him so riled up that Spider would chase after him. But despite his age and frail looks, Scrawny was too quick and agile and always made it back to the shaft before Spider could grab him. Then he would laugh that annoying laugh of his, taunting him. One time it was too much for Spider and he stuck his head and neck into the shaft, only to get stuck due to his quills catching on the edges of the shaft. It was a few hours before Scrawny finally decided to help Spider get out of his embaressing situation.
Still, Scrawny was a big help to him, often sniping medical supplies, maintinance tools for his pants, and other things. He didn't know why he was so willing to help him, a fact that made him somewhat apprehensive around him. Yet for some reason he knew he could trust him.
"Yo Spide! Wakie wakie!" Spider heard Scrawny say as something hit him on the top of the head. Spider woke up with a jolt.
"Why the frack did yer hit me fer!?" Spider growled as he rubbed his head.
"Got some essential info fer yer." Scrawny said calmly.
"Well then spill it."
"Nah ah ah," Scrawy said mischievously, shaking a finger at him,"Not ter yer say please."
Spider gave a deep long growl before he finally said through clenched teeth, "Please."
"Much better" Scrawny said, clapping his hands together,"Now, looks like yer better make doubly sure yer don't get yerself caught."
"Tell me somethin' I don't know." Spider said with a snort.
"Yer remember that inhibitor on yer neck?"
"How can I NOT remember it, get to the point."
"Well there's a new and improved model out, only 10 times worse."
Spider raised a brow "How so?"
"They call them Neural Stunners. They implant them in the same place as the inhibitors, only these freaky things implant themselves."
"How is that worse?"
"Let me finish. They hardwire themselves into yer central nervous system, and when active they can turn even the toughest slig into a bawling baby, even kill."
"Go on." Spider said, appsentmindedly rubbing the back of his neck.
"Here's the big part, once in, they don't come out again. Not without killing or serverly crippling the host. And if the host is killed, those things crawl out and start looking fer a new one! The things give me the hebie jebies just thinking 'bout them"
"So yer saying.."
"That yer better be careful who yer eat fer now on, otherwise yer can kiss any chance of freedom goodbye." Scrawny drew a finger across his throat for empathsis.
Spider visablely shuddered, "Is there a way ter tell who has 'em in them or not?"
"Just a small lump at the back of the neck. But I bet even now those creeps are working on a way to have them hidden completely."
Just great.. Spider thought, Somethin' else I have ter worry 'bout..

[Pacen]

Ah yes, the infamous Scrawny. Quite a mischevous little character. Please Dragadon, do go on.

[Sl'askia]

well im kind of stuck at the moment, you see i have writen certain scenes, its just tying them all together now. I have a big gap between the last chap and the next scene i had actually writen. I could just jump to it, but i don't want to rush through the story. Any way, ill get another chap up as soon as my brain decides it wants to work on this

[Silversnow]

I know, its hard, isnt it?

[Sl'askia]

um Silver, how are you seeing all the topics? I can only see the one that has been most recently posted, and well, just look at this post! Something majorly wrong here! *snarls*

[Sl'askia]

well at least things are starting to get back to normal again. This chap is not new, it was originally posted a couple of days ago...(sorry Pacen )

Chapter 6

It has been several weeks since, Scrawny had informed Spider of the new device used to control 'unrulely' subjects, and Spider had been careful with who he attacked. He had noticed that the 'owers' of the new implant had a tendencey to rub/scratch the back of their necks, so he left those alone. But as a result, it had become harder for him to find suitable 'prey', especially within the last few days. It didn't help that there seemed to be an influx of BBS's, he saw one in just about every hall he turned into. The muds seems to have made themselves scarce as well, further limiting his food choices.
His stomach growled painfully, he hadn't eaten in over a day and he was starting to feel the side effects. He hadn't had any luck at all, just about every one he saw was either a BBS, sligs in a decent sized pack, or an 'owner' of a NS. When he saw any of these, he promply turned back and took another route, despite his hunger.
He turned down another path, only to see yet another BBS.
If I don't eat soon, I may end up having to eat BBS again. he thought with disguest as he turned around and headed back. He absolutely hated the taste of BBS flesh, therefore, he only killed and ate them as a last resort.
A few hours later Spider still have had no luck and he was getting desperate.
The next slig I come across I'm eating, he thought, I don't care if he has an NS in him or not anymore! he turned into a corridor and spotted a BBS. He was just leaning up against the wall, dozing. Spider hesitated, half of him demanding to be fed, the other screaming that this was a trap. His stomach growled painfully once again, making him wince.
I can't hold out any longer, I have to risk it. he thought as he lunged for the BBS. The BBS suddenly awakened, he had been playing possium, and threw a punch Spiders way. Spider, due to how close he already was and has weakened state, was unable to dodge the blow. He was sent flying to the floor from the force of the blow, and he coughed and whized a bit, the air knocked out of him. Surprisingly the BBS just stood there, arms folded across his chest, watching him as he staggered back up to his feet. Then Spider realized that he and the BBS weren't the only ones in the corridor anymore. Now, on either side of him, were several other BBS's and sligs, blocking his only means of escape. He was trapped...

[Sl'askia]

Chapter 7

Spider looked back and forth at the two groups of sligs on either side of him, his tail twitching nerviously. For the first time in a long time he was afraid, and he was desperately trying not to show it. The BBS noticed it though.
"What's the matter? Frightened?" The BBS teased, "Now yer know how the rest of us felt. Now yer going to be put back in yer proper place."
Spider narrowed his eyes at that comment. "Over my dead body.." he sneered.
"Oh ya can talk, didn't know that." the BBS laughed, "We don't intend to kill yer, just make yer a proper employee."
"Proper employee?" Spider raised a brow, "Yer don't know nothin' 'bout me do yer? Yer don' know of the pain and suffering I had to endure before. The injections, the tests..," he shuddered at the memory, "Sure they may make me do 'some' work fer them, but the main reason they want me so bad is because they want ter rediscover the formula my father used ter create me! And do yer know what that means? More tests! More experaments! All they see me as is one gaint fuzzle ter do as they wish ter me! My father," he had to choke back a sob, "Saw me as more then that, he showed me that there was more ter life then that of a lab animal. They killed him because of that. And I will avenage him!"
"Pretty speech," the BBS sneered, "But it does ya no good here, yer will be taken back. Get him!'
"I will not go down without a fight..." Spider growled as the other sligs advanced on him. He charged one, knocking him off his feet and drove one of his spider-like legs through his chest.
"Don't get close to 'em yer idiots!" he heard the BBS bellow.
"And what about yer?" Spider growled as he slashed the BBS across the face with his claws.
The BBS howled in pain and rammed into Spider, causing him to stagger back a bit. Spider was about to charge the BBS when he felt something grab ahold of his tail.
"Yer think yer so smart don' yer?" Spider snarled at the slig holding his tail. He spun around so quickly that the slig couldn't hold on. He raised a fist to strike the slig, but a rope was suddened lassoed around it. Then another got his other hand before he could free himself from the first. Several sligs held on to the ends of each rope until a BBS was able to grab it. They held them taught, keeping Spider's hands far apart where he couldn't reach the ropes holding them.
Spider thrashed against the ropes holding him, howling in fury. The surrounding sligs all keeping a safe distance as the threw more ropes around him and and the BBS's held the ends, keeping them pulled taunt, keeping him in one place and from charging any of them. He struggled, but to no avail. Finally, exhausted, he stopped. He panted heavily as he glared at his captors. With cordinated effort the BBS's all pulled to one side, causing him to topple over. He was too weak and exhausted to try anything as they removed his pants and tied him up with chains. He did snap at the sligs who were trying to put a muzzle on him, causing them to jump back briefly. But with persistence they got it on him. Then they proceded to drag him uncermonisously down the corridor.
Tears welled up in his eyes as he knew his chances of becoming free again were slim...

[Sl'askia]

hmmm lookie here a special treat, two chaps in one day. Its been awhile since I did that

Chapter 8

As they continued to drag him toward his fate, Spider couldn't help but notice the crowd that was gathering. Some gauked, others cheered, and a few even ran up to him and gave him a kick. The most Spider could do was grunt and hiss at them, due to the muzzle keeping him from speaking.
They finally reached the entrance to the infamous labortory. Spider squealed and squirmed, trying to free himself from his bonds, but they held him fast. They paused at the two large doors, and one of the sligs went in on ahead. After a moment, the slig came back out and gave a quick nod. Two of the BBS's grabbed ahold of Spider and dragged Spider inside. They went along the many corridors of the lab, until they reached the 'jail' area. They paused partway down the corridor in there, and one of the BBS's started talking to the guard. As they talked, Spider looked around a little. He looked into the cell that they had stopped by. In the cell was three sligs and a Big Bro. The whole lot keep rubbing/scratching the back of their necks, the tell tale signs of NS victims. He happened to catch the eye of the Big Bro, who raised a brow giving him a curious look. Spider just stared back, with a What the hell did you do to get in there? look on his face. The Big Bro just sighed as if to say long story. Then the BBS's started dragging him again, and he lost sight of the Big Bro in the cell.

They took him to a cell a bit further down, where the guard opened up the cell door. The BBS's took him in, and held him as the guard replaced his bonds with shackles that were attached to the wall and took his muzzle off. The guard quickly got back out of the cell. The two BBS's gave each other a look, then they both let go of Spider and bolted (if thats the right term for it) for the open door. Spider reacted immediately, and pounced on the nearest BBS, biting deeply into his neck. The BBS was only able to gave a short grabbled cry before Spider tore his throat out. By then the other BBS had made it out of the cell and the guard closed the door.
"Tisk tisk, don't you know how much moola takes to make a Big Bro?" a familiar voice said.
Spider looked up at the front of the cell and saw the one he hated the most.
"Myron..." Spider growled, eyes narrowed. He then suddenly lunged at the front of the cell, but the chains jerked him back. "I SWEAR, IF I EVER GET MY CLAWS ON YER I WILL MAKE SURE YER DIE SLOW AND PAINFUL!" he howled as he strained against the chains, trying to reach the one who had killed his father. Myron laughed cruelly at him.
"Do you honestly think you can ever reach me now?" Myron said maliciously, "I have you right where I want you now and I will resume the tests I was doing on you before you escaped. I may just redo all the tests just for the hell of it. And after I'm done torturing you, I will replace the inhibitor with the one thing that I KNOW will keep you under control."
"I'll get yer, yer'll see." Spider growled.
"Not likely. Oh and, best enjoy that Big Bro you just killed, for you won't be getting any food from us for a while." With an evil laugh Myron then turned and walked away. Spider howled in fury...


Hey Teal, take a wild guess who that Big Bro in the cell was. *mischievous grin*

[Pacen]

Very good Dragadon, keep it up.

[Sl'askia]

sorry it took so long, but heres the next chap(i have been thinking too much on the sequals hehe).

Chapter 9

Spider fought to stay awake. He knew that as soon as he fell asleep the nightmares would come, from simply being in the place where he was tortured. He also knew that they might come get him for more 'tests' while he was asleep. It had already happened twice since he was captured. He still ached from it, his throat still raw from all the screaming he did. He curled up as best as he .could into a ball, shivering, tears flowing freely.
Am I ever going to be free again? Am I ever going to be free from this torment? he thought.
He heard a light tap above him. He looked up to see Scrawny waving at him from the vent above.
"Scrawny.." Spider said quietly, managing a small smile.
Scrawny opened the grate, slid down quietly, and padded over to him. "Looks like yer a bet down on yer luck their Spide.." he said gently.
"Uh huh" Spider said with a sniff.
"Hey.." Scrawny wrapped himself around Spider's head in a comforting gesture, "Yer will get thougth this, I know yer can."
"Sure doesn' seem tat way..."
"I know it doesn'. But yer have to keep yer hopes up. Just remember tat yer smarter then they think yer are. Yer didn' avoid capture fer two years by pure luck yer know."
"But I had yer ta help me.."
"That is true, and with my help yer are going to get out of here again. And hopefully avenage yer father in the mean time."
Spider's expression brightened a little. "I will get that basterd, I swear.." he said, dragging his claws along the metal floor.
"Tat's the spirit! Now yer hang in there while I figure this out." Scrawny said as he climbed back up into the vent, "I'll get yer outta here, don' yer worry." Just like I did the first time.. he thought.

[Teal]

Aww, poor Spide!! Can I help him beat that baddie up?

Rek: *scowling* Feh, "poor old Spide"? Howsabout poor old US for a change? *rubs against windowframe*

OOO, dear, I upset them again... *runs away*

[Sl'askia]

again sorry it took so long, this time it was writers block...

*a charred looking Cili walks in*
Cili: don't you think using an atomic bomb was a little bit excessive? *coughs up a puff of smoke*

Hey! you dont know how hard it is to get rid of writers block!

Cili: whatever...

Chapter 10

Scrawny shuddered as he heard Spider's screams echoing through the vent shafts.
Dammit he thought, At this rate they'll end up killing him within month..
He settled himself in a corner and started trying to think of a way to get Spider out. As he did, memories resurfaced...

It was what? 3? No 4 years ago, he was typing away at his terminal when he heard a blood curdling scream.
"Master!" he cried as he literally flew out of his chair as he run toward the scream. He tripped and fell, due to his pants catching on a raised patch of carpet. He scrabbled back up and run into the lab, where he found his master, Bastek, laying on the ground in a pool of blood, barely alive.
"Master.." he said, kneeled beside him, "I'll call for a medic.."
"No..." Bastek said weakly, "It is too late for me."
"No..." he said, tears welling up in his eyes, "What happened?"
"Myron." Bastek gasped, "He wanted complete control over Crossbreed 738, and I wouldn't give it to him. Therefore..."
"Crossbreed 738...Spider?" he asked.
"Yes." Bastek nodded, then he started coughing violently, coughing up blood.
"Master...please...don't go..."
"Nerik...I have something to ask of you.."
"What is that Master?" Nerik sobbed.
"Please, watch over Spider, keep him alive and see that he gets free from this place. I do not wish for him to be stuck here for the rest of his life..."
"I will do my best Master, I promise...Master?" he then noticed that Bastek had died, and he wept...

Two years later...
"Nerik!" Myron shouted furiously.
"Yes?" Nerik answered calmly.
"Do you know where Crossbreed 738 is?"
"Ummm...in his cell." Nerik said, playing dumb.
"That's where he is supposed to be, but he is not! Now where is he!?"
"No idea Boss." he replied innocently.
"I don't believe you..." Myron said with a dangerous tone in his voice. "I know you were Bastek's assistent, I know you helped him with Crossbreed 738."
"Yeah, so?"
"I have been watching you for the past few days, I know you have been sneaking that Crossbreed food and water."
"A test subject that is nearly dead is of no use ter anyone, sir."
"But there's more...I saw throught the secerity camras, you slipping him a note. Then not long after, Crossbreed 738 'somehow' escaped and took the pant protype with him."
Nerik continued to look at Myron calmly, he knew what was about to happen next and he was ready for it. Cooly he said, "I take it yer going ter arrest me fer traison? Go ahead and try, yer'll get yours someday ya basterd." he then ever so calmly flipped Myron the bird and bolted.
"After him!" Myron said furiously to several sligs that were nearby, who gave chase.
Nerik kept running, he had this all planned out and getting caught wasn't part of the plan. He made several quick turns and arrived at the opening of a ventalation shaft. Quickly, he ditched his pants, opened the door, ran in, and closed the door behind him. The sligs that were chasing him skidded to a halt, confused.
Idiots he thought as he turned and quietly scrampered through the shaft. Now to find Spider, and help him get out this place for good...

Scrawny shoke himself out of the memories and sighed. It had took him a couple of months for him to find Spider after he had set him free. And by then, he had lost a lot of weight as he had to scrouge leftovers to keep himself going. In a way, it was a good thing, since it wasn't long after his escape that Spider went cannibal, which he couldn't blame him. After all, you can't exactly eat at the mess hall if you are an escaped lab 'animal' and have no money. Spider hadn't reconized him, and would've tried to eat him if he wasn't so thin. During the two years since, Scrawny had kept Spider out of trouble and kept searching for a doable way to get Spider out of the complex completely. He had just found a possiblity when Spider was caught again.
Here we are, back at step one again. he thought with a slight groan. At least this time, when I free him again, we can head straight to step two...
Scrawny went back to brainstorming...

[Lampion]

Good luck, scrawny...

I like this fic a lot, Dragadon. You should put your pictures of Spider and Scrawny into the text. It would be cool, like an ilustrated story.

[Sl'askia]

hmmm *counts on claws* I believe I have about 2 chaps left, maybe 3...

Chapter 11

Spider rested, conserving his energy. As Myron had said, they weren't feeding him and he was terriblely hungry. Scrawny slipped him food when he could, but unfortunately that wasn't very often and he was starting to loose his muscle mass. He heard the tell tale sound of the vent grate openning and looked up, hoping Scrawny had managed to get more food. To his surprise a fairly large bag was pushed out and landed with a 'whump' on the floor. Scrawny, slipped out after it. Spider's nose immediately told him what was in the bag...FOOD! He didn't hesitate to dive in.
"Eat up Spide." Scrawny said, "Yer going ter need it.."
"Where.." Spider asked between shallows, "did yer get all this?"
"Managed ter raid the mess hall. Good thing to, 'cause tonight they are going ter try ter put that NS thingy in yer.."
Spider stopped eating suddenly, a look of fear in his eyes, "I'm doomed.."
"Dolt, I said they'll TRY ter put one in yer. I have a plan."
"Yer do?" Spider resumed, feeling a bit better.
"Yes, when they come get yer, pretend yer too weak to resist."
"Ok..then what?"
"Yer keep playing possium, even as they strap you up. Then, I'll turn off the lights and yer start making noise so I can fer yer in the dark so I can free yer."
Spider froze again, "Sounds like yer going to cut it awfully close.."
"I know it will be close, but with luck it will be Myron himself who will 'try' ter administer the NS on yer. If so yer can have yer revenage."
"Good...." Spider growled, "Then what?"
"After that...I will lead yer ter the outside."
"Outside?" Spider raised a brow, "Yer mean.."
"Yes Spider, true freedom. Get some rest, and remember the plan." Scrawny said as he bundled up the now empty bag and went back into the vent.
"I will." Spider said, shaking with excitement. At last, if we can pull this through, I will finally have my revenage...and freedom...

[Silversnow]

Looks like Scrawny is the brain behind everything. He´s cool, Dragadon. Keep writing. Headache...headache.... must kill...

[Sl'askia]

Warning, acts of cruelity within this chap...well the creep did deserve it..

Chapter 12

Just as Scrawny said, they came for him that night. As he was instructed, he didn't struggle and pretended to be extremely weak. As they carried him to the main lab, he heard Myron's voice: "Make sure those straps are well secured. I do not want him to break free."
Spider had to fight to keep himself from laughing. He did allow himself to have a slight smile as he thought, Tonight is your last night bastard. Hope you have enjoyed your cruel life, for I intend to end it...
They brought him into the lab, where Myron was waiting.
"Ah.." Myron said with malicous glee, "There you are, tonight is a very special night for you 'Spider'" he spat his name out in disgust, "Tonight, you will finally become a loyal memember of the workforce."
"Over my dead body yer bastard." Spider scowled, just managing to make him sound weaker then he really was.
"'Friad that's not an opition here," Myron laughed, "Strap him up and muzzle him. Make sure those straps are on tight."
The guards lifted him (with some effort) onto the table and strapped him down. Spider snapped weakly at them as they muzzled him. The guards then made tracks, not wanting to see the process (which, by now they have see it dozens of times). Myron lifted a small black glass jar from the counter.
"Do you know what is in here?" he teased.
Spider's eyes widened, he whined and struggled (still feigning weakness) against the straps.
"Ah you do, and you know what it means don't you? It means the end of your rebelous ways." Myron then approached the table, starting to unscrew the lid on the jar.
Ok Scrawny any time now... Spider thought, getting a little worried.
As if on cue, the lights went out. And Spider, as the was told to do, started making noise.
"What the frag!?" he heard Myron say, "Of all the blasted luck, where's that fuse box. Ouch! Blasted chair! I can't see a thing!"
Spider was chuckling to himself, and jumped startled when something touched his arm.
"It's just me." he heard Scrawny whisper to him, "Now stay still so I can work these straps."
Spider complied and after a couple of moments Scrawny was able to free him. Spider reached up and tore off the muzzle, and it was then that the lights came back on.
"Ah much better.." Myron said as he came back into the lab and froze, a look of terror on his face, "Oh no..."
"'Ello there Myron, remember me?" Scrawny said cooly as he slid off of Spider's shoulders, "I told yer yer get yours one day."
"You! I should have know!" Myron screeched when he reconized Scrawny for who he really was.
"Yep, bet yer wishing yer killed me off at the same time as Bastek right 'bout now." he looked up at Spider with a smile, "Yer know what ter do next.."
Spider just grinned and slid off the table, staring at Myron with an intease look of hate on his face.
"No!" Myron turned and started to run, but Spider caught him.
"Yer not going anywhere." Spider said coldly as he broke one of Myron's legs. Myron screamed in pain and fell. Spider dragged him back over to the table and threw him on top of it.
"What yer going ter do ter him?" Scrawny inquired.
"I'm going ter give him a taste of his own medicine." Spider scowled as he strapped Myron down and grabbed one of the black glass jars.
Myron's eyes widened in fear, "No! You can't be serious!"
"But I am." Spider scowled, "This is fer all those tests yer did on me, all those experiments, and fer my father." he dumped the NS onto Myron's neck and it immediately went to work. Myron screamed like a banshee as the NS implanted itself into him. Spider couldn't help but shudder. Scrawny, in the meantime, had slid of the table and climbed up onto the counter where the control pads were.
"Here.." Scawny said as he tossed one of the control pads to Spider, "that's what controls them."
"Thank you Scrawny." Spider turned his attention back to Myron, who was still gasping, "Let's test to see if it works properly shall we?"
"No...please no!" Myron begged, then he screamed as Spider pushed the dial, "Please stop, I beg of you.."
"Why should I?" Spider said coldly. "Yer never did when I asked yer ter stop." he pushed the dail further, making Myron scream more, "Now yer know how yer 'test subjects' feel."
Spider continued this for a few moments, quite enjoying himself. Scrawny just watched quietly, a smile on his face. Finally Spider stopped.
"Your finished now?" Myron gasped, "Please say you are.."
"Not in the least..." Spider then savagely turned the dail to its highest setting, sending Myron into violent convolstions.
"That's enough Spider." Scrawny said quietly yet sternly.
Spider blinked him in surprise as he stopped, "Why? He hasn't suffered enough!"
"Anymore and yer wil be just like him. Yer don't want that do yer?"
"No..." Spider relented and dropped the control pad. "What next?"
"We get outta here that's what."
Spider nodded, and he was just about to leave when he spotted something out of the corner of his eye.
"My pants!" he said excitedly as the trotted over to them and put them on.
"My how convenet." Scrawny said with a grin as he climbed up onto Spider's shoulder, "Yer will be needing the extra mobilty. Let's go."
They then left the lab, leaving Myron still strapped up on the table sobbing quietly in pain, for Spider had purposely left the NS active....

Oy! Thats the longest chapter I have written in a while, hehe

[Sl'askia]

Yay! the last chap! Epilogue to go!

Chapter 13

Spider ran down the corridors, Scrawny riding on his shoulder, taking the turns Scrawny told him to take. They were being pursued now, a couple of sligs where giving chase, shooting at them with their guns. A couple of shots had graised Spider, but he was able to ignore it.
"Where almost there." Scrawny said, glancing behind them at the pursuing sligs, "Just a few more turns and we'll be...GAAAHHHHH!!!!"
Scrawny suddenly fell off Spider's shoulder, clutching the left side of his face. Spider stopped immediately.
"Scrawny!" he cried as he picked up his friend. Spider realized that a bullet had struck Scrawny in the eye and old slig was wailing in pain, "Hang in there..." Spider said softly as he cradled Scrawny in one massive arm, "We'll get through this."
Then with a angry growl, he slashed at the pair of sligs, catching both of them in the head, killing one instinctly and knocking out the other.
"Scrawny...where to next?" Spider asked. Scrawny just babbled incorhearently, obviously still in too much pain. Spide started panicing, he didn't know where to go next and Scrawny was unable to guide him. He whined, looking at the multiple turn offs, trying to decide which one he is supposed to take.
Suddenly there was an accouncement over the PA:
"Attention everyone in the compound," a distinctly femine voice said, "If you value your puny mortal lives I would suggest that you leave the compound at once. For this place will go ka-blooie in less then 2 mins. Chow!"
"Who the frag was that?" Spider muttered.
"Who cares.." Scrawny said weakly, "Yer heard her, we need ter get outta here ASAP. Take the next right.."
Spider nodded and made the turn, going as fast as he could. He made the next few turns as well and they came a across an old doorway.
"This is it.." Scrawny said, "if we can get it open it should take us outside."
Spider nodded and gently put Scrawny down next to the door. He pulled on the door, trying to get it open, but it wouldn't budge. He then backed up and charged the door, but only ended up with a bruised shoulder. Not about to give up, he backed up more and charged again at full speed with a vicious howl. He threw all of his weight against it and broke through, causing him to stagger and fall flat on his face. It was dark and he was immediately assulted by tons of new smells, but he ignored them and went back in to grab Scrawny. Just as he was exiting the door, the place blew, sending him and Scrawny flying. Spider intinctively wrapped himself around Scrawny as they where thrown into a ditch and both were knocked unconcious...

[Sl'askia]

Epilogue

Spider regained conciousness sometime later. He tested his limbs to see if anything was broken. fortunately he was only bruised. He stood up and looked around before him were things he has only seen in pictures before; grass, trees, the sky....oh the sky was beautiful, it was a mix of reds, oranges, and yellows, with a hint of purple. He rumbled softly, admiring the sky and the scene around him.
"Beautiful ain't it?" he heard Scrawny say next to him.
"Yes it is.." Spider rumbled.
"It's a whole different game out here Spide, it won't be easy."
"I don't care, I will take whatever challenges that present themselves. I am free..." it took a moment for it to really set in. Then raising his head to the sky, tears in his eyes, he howled, "I AM FREE!"
Scrawny smiled as he thought, I have done as who requested Master. Spider is free now, free from the pain and torment. I can only hope you spirit will continue to guide us as we start our new life...

[ May 27, 2001: Message edited by: Dragadon ]

[Teal]

Aww... Poor li'l Scrawny... But least they got out. Yay!

When do we get the sequel, Drag...? *excessive hint dropping going on*

[Pacen]

Touching. Excellent work Dragadon. Can we expect a 'Spider 2'? *goes to read new fic*

EDIT: Hmm, seems the new fic IS the sequel, oops!

[ May 28, 2001: Message edited by: Pacen ]

[Black Dragon]

OOH!! Excellent fic Drag!! Sorry I just got around to reading it this afternnon, but it's great! *Stretches wings* And that bastitch Myron deserved his punishment *Growls lowly* Well, I'm going to head over to the sequel right now, so ta-ta!! *Flies off*

[Lampion]

Well done, miss Dragadon, as usual!!! This short story is excellent, just like your previous Moon child, White Goddess and Mark of a Killer (sorry, those are the only ones I've read so far). I guess I have tons of your new stories to read to get me updated.