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[center][b]Aubrey Adkins[/b][/center]
My hands haven’t hurt this much probably since a softball pitch struck my hands during my sophomore year in high school. What’s with this lady trying to make me a human pizza on the sidewalk beneath us? Yes, trying to cross this gap with a front hand spring wasn’t the smartest of ideas, but who was she, the gymnast police?

In my current situation, you would think that my spider-sense would be blazing wildly, but eerily enough it wasn’t. But mind you, it wasn’t as if there was complete silence. Besides the noise from the street traffic below, there was this static in my head. It was almost like the static noise from a TV with no signal, except not quite as annoying and load. It was still bothersome, but not enough to cause me pain.

“What’s your problem?” Yes, I know that probably sounded lame, but if someone is attacking me, I would at least like to know why!

The woman crouched down, still pressing down her foot against my fingers. “I’m just returning the favor to the person who stole my powers. You’re just fortunate that the rest of your powers were undeveloped, which has allowed me to regain my former powers. Now I see it as you’re sharing our arachnid blessing together.”

She reached up to her mask and pulled it back, revealing the face behind the mask. To my shock, it was that weird woman, who had the spider lower body, except she was fully human (in terms of how she looks). I don’t remember much of her, since I was knocked out cold when she arrived, but I do remember her face.

“We’re practically going to be like sisters!”

I had no freaking clue what she was talking about. In fact, all I wanted to do was get the heck out of here. Funny. Now I was trying to pull my hand away from her foot while she was trying to keep me in place. Even when I freed myself from her foot, she grasped me by the wrist and pinned it to the roof.

“Because you took my old powers, you’re going to look exactly how I did. Or something like it. I hope you will enjoy your humanity while it lasts.”

The woman gave a smile and dropped me. I extended my arms out toward the wall, allowing my ability to stick to things to slow me down. Once I was on the ground, I knew I had to lose her. I couldn’t go straight home, or I would lead her there.

However, as I left, I heard her say, “There’s no need to lose me. I already know where you live!”

That was not what I wanted to hear. Far from it.