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[color=silver][sup][i]"Boyd... Me... I... Am... Boyd..."[/i][/sup][/color][/CENTER]

Atop the New York skyline, something was stirring. The cocoon than had been woven previously of ethereal webbings was finally finishing its gestation. From the shadows, the compound eyes stared at it. [color=007236]"Part 1 of the plan finally comes to fruition..."[/color] The crackling voice giggled in excitement. Curious exactly what kind of response the Web of Life would send to this unknown intruder. [color=007236]"Yes, little antibody. Target that which you cannot comprehend. Focus all your efforts on it."[/color] It giggled. Suddenly, a clawed hand lashed from the webbing, followed by 4, hairy, spider-like legs [color=007236]"Oh... Wasn't expecting that."[/color] It laughed.
[h2]General Techtronics Labs, New York[/h2]
Bailey, Christina and Simm sat as Bailey had just finished explaining his run in with Banjo. [color=00a651]"When i saw the news segments, i put some people to work on him. But if he can really track every time you transform, then we've got to be ready for him any time. You may want to step back on the transforming to deal with the little stuff for the time being, let the other heroes deal with the street stuff."[/color] He waved his hand and a holographic keyboard appeared. Pressing in a few commands, a dossier appeared [color=39b54a]"Kurt Filpot. Luckily, he said his name outloud, so it wasn't exactly hard. Seems like a nobody, frankly. Had a band, it failed to lift off, so he did what any other sane, rational failed musician would do.[/color]

[color=ed1c24]"Join the freakin' KKK! Because of course you do!"[/color] Christina replied. Simm pressed a few more buttons and his actual list of associates appeared.

[color=39b54a]"Not quite, but close enough. Apparently he got kicked out of the new Silver Legion for idea's far too radical. Even the Friends of Humanity rejected this guy. Apparently, Mutant Xenophobia and Racial Xenophobia don't quite mix."[/color]

[color=ed1c24]"You mean this guy was too nuts for the racists?"[/color] Christina asked.

[color=6ecff6]"Guys..."[/color] Bailey quietly mumbled. He was feeling a little ill. Something was happening and he didn't quite understand what. Like, it felt like he was walking through the middle of Times Square when suddenly all traffic and pedestrians had suddenly come to a halt and everyone was staring at him, no matter where he walked, no matter what he did, they just stood there staring.

[color=39b54a]"It's not uncommon. Most groups like this are full of all-talk, but when someone with any actual ambition comes along, they shun him."[/color] Simm responded, before suddenly, he felt it too. He stopped dead in his tracks.

[color=ed1c24]"Ok, so we make a trap for him. What do we have that counters magical banjo's? Magical Harpcicord? Magical Harmonica? No, that'd resonate. Oh, Magical Bagpipes, that'll show him..."[/color] Christina then noticed the other two were seemingly motionless. Simm suddenly stared directly at Bailey.

[color=39b54a]"Oh... That cannot be good..."[/color] He grunted. Christina shook Bailey's shoulder.

[color=ed1c24]"What? What can't be good? Bail, you good?"[/color] Simm slowly collapsed back into his chair. [color=ed1c24]"Oh great, is this some kind of Spider-thing? Because i cannot deal with you two if you suddenly go rabid on me."[/color]

[color=39b54a]"You may have to."[/color] Simm responded. Bailey suddenly jumped to his feet. [h1][color=6ecff6]"SHAZAM!"[/color][/h1] As the bolt of lightning hit him, he stood up. Simm grabbed the side of his head.

[color=39b54a]"Bailey... I don't want to alarm you... But i suddenly have this overwhelming urge to kill you."[/color] He growled. [color=39b54a]"Something deep down in my subconscious... It tells me that you are a threat to everyone and everything... That you must..."[/color] He raised his fist and slammed it into the console, before getting up, walking with jerking movements over to the desk and pulling out something. [color=39b54a]"Find whatever's doing this to us..."[/color] He growled, before riffling through the drawer. Bailey was about to approach, before the hand shot up. [color=39b54a]"IF YOU COME OVER HERE, I WILL TRY TO KILL YOU!"[/color] He roared in a voice Bailey had NEVER heard from him before. He took a step back. [color=39b54a]"FIND WHATEVER'S DOING THIS AND SHUT IT DOWN!"[/color] He then pulled on a strange glove and grabbed his own face, electricity flowing directly into him, he then fell flat across the desk. Bailey rushed over to him and put fingers on his neck. He still had a pulse, not dead. He had knocked himself out.

[color=6ecff6]"What in the heck?"[/color] He asked. He then looked over at Christina to see she was gone. [color=6ecff6]"CHRISTINA!!!"[/color] He yelled. [color=6ecff6]"ALRIGHT, BANJO, SHOW YOURSELF! IF YOU HARM A HAIR ON HER HEAD, YOU WON'T NEED TO MAKE AN ILLUSION TO SEE ME RIP YOUR SPINE OUT!"[/color] He roared. His ears then picked up the muffled cries of someone, shooting up through the open ceiling, he landed on the roof to see Christina had been almost entirely cocooned in webbing, attached to the door to the roof. Bailey zipped towards her and removed the webbing from her mouth.

[color=ed1c24]"I AM SICK OF BEING WEBBED!"[/color] She screamed in frustration. [color=ed1c24]"IT'S NOT FU-BAILEY LOOK OUT!"[/color] Bailey turned to see nothing. [color=ed1c24]"ABO-"[/color] His eyes shot up to see something descending towards him having just jumped out of view. Crashing into him, the pair tumbled towards the edge of the roof, Bailey delivered a hard kick, sending it flying, but not before webbing attacked to his leg and he was dragged with his own inertia. flying several blocks before the pair of them landed on the tracks of the over-street Metro system, just as a train was passing on the opposite track. The live-rail seemed to conduct with the yellow lightning bolt on his chest, sparks and arcs moving between them and the rail, but apart from a mild tingling sensation, it didn't really hurt him all that much. He looked over at the assailant, only to see it having slung a web to grapple to the side of the train and use its speed as a catapult to launch it straight at Captain Marvel. Marvel put his hands up to block, but was sent flying by the kick and landed further down the track, ahead of the train. He was quickly back to his feet and flew up high, seeing the creature for what it was as it got to the roof of the train. It was a humanoid-spider-like creature. With 2 clawed hands, 2 clawed feet and 4 large, spider-like legs coming from its back. It shot out the clawed hands and webs flew at him again. He tried to fly away, but the 4 spider-like legs from the creatures back dug into the solid metal train and the web connected anyway. As Bailey flew up high, he didn't realize that the trains rear wheels were coming with him, until he heard the grinding of metal, turning back, he saw that the train was continuing to go, but with him now holding the back carriage with it's bogey having completely derailed. He quickly stopped trying to fly away and tried desperately to manuever himself to maneuver the train back onto the track without any problems, but the creature was trying to reel him in like a fish on a hook and the constant movement meant he wasn't able to keep balance. With one particularly hard jerk of him being yanked towards the creature, the back carriage swung wide and began taking out the line-side signals and railings. Screams could be heard from within.

As the screams rang out, Marvel saw the creatures face change entirely, it seemed to ignore him for the moment, before letting go of the webbing and jumping in through one of the windows of the train about to smash into a lamp-post and crashing out the other-side with a woman and her baby in its arms, landing safely on the street bellow in one swift movement. That was one of the moves Simm had taught Bailey. Unfortunately, with the letting go of the web and the Spider-monster no longer serving as an anchor, the back-half of the train began to pull the second to last car off the tracks. [color=6ecff6]"NONONONONONONONONO!!!"[/color] Marvel shot down to the street to catch the train underneath as it tried to pull the second car off the tracks, the train feeling not particularly heavy for him, but at this point he was used to it. But this was a domino effect, the inertia had already kicked in and this whole train was coming down. Now was the time for a magic spell if he knew one. Spells flooding his mind, but none of them he had the immediate ingredients for, but suddenly, the second, car began righting itself as the whole train seemed to grind to a halt. Flying upwards to put the train back on the tracks, he looked ahead to see the Spider-creature had webbed the entire train to one of the adjacent buildings, which had stopped it and prevented the others from falling. He looked at the Spider-creature as it finished securing the last load of webs. He put the two fingers to the tip of his brow as the two fingered salute of respect... Only for a second later to realize that last web that was securing the train, wasn't actually securing the train, but launching another attack directly at him. As it licked into him again, sending him smashing through the windows of the building behind him, through a lift-shaft and out the other side, before he saw the creature after him again.

[color=6ecff6]"WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM?!"[/color] He yelled at it. The clawed hands swiped, scratching his face, he then punched it hard across its mandible-filled jaws, sending it spiralling away, but using the inertia, it spun around and delivered a roundhouse kick to Marvel, sending him against another wall. People in the streets were running away, or grabbing their phones to record. The creature then spun and kicked him again, throwing him away from the wall and into the middle of the street where a car slammed into him. This didn't hurt him, but the cars front crumpled into a perfect Captain Marvel shaped dent. The creature speared him across the chest and forced him to the ground, webbing shooting to pin his fists and then feet to the ground. He attempted to pull free, but the webbing was strong... Too strong for even Hercules It crawled atop him, slashing at the lightning bolt on his chest, but gold lightning zapped its hand, it recoiled in pain.

[color=fff200]"SAY MY NAME BOY!"[/color] A voice called out. But he was in the middle of the street, he wasn't wearing his mask when he transformed. [color=fff200]"SAY MY NAME!"[/color] The voice again, it was that of the Wizard. The spider-creature clawed his face, he screamed out in pain.[h1][color=6ecff6]"SHAZAM!!!"[/color][/h1] He was expecting to revert to his child-form, being much smaller, it would be out of the bonds... But that's not what happened. As the lightning bolt slammed into the Spider, he saw glimpses of beyond the infinite. A vast spider-web, millions of faces, so many people, so many faces and then the compound eyes. Then, a split second later, he was back in the street. The lightning had burned away the webbing and now the creature was slumped across him. Picking it up, he flew it back towards the labs. Securing it in a specimen holding cell, he got Christina down and then woke up Simm, before he transformed back into Bailey.

As the trio stood staring at the creature on the other side of the glass. [color=6ecff6]"WHAT IN THE... FUDGE MUFFINS IS THAT SUPPOSED TO BE!?!?!?"[/color] He screamed at Simm. [color=6ecff6]"IT MADE YOU WANT TO KILL ME, IT TRIED TO KILL ME, THEN IT SAVED A BUNCH OF PEOPLE THAT IT PUT IN DANGER. WHAT THE HELL?"[/color]

[color=ed1c24]"Come on, you're the one with the Spider-Science-Magics thing, you tell us."[/color] Christina joined in.

[color=39b54a]"I want to know too..."[/color] Simm replied. He leaned into the glass and looked at the sleeping creature. [color=39b54a]"What the hell could make me react like that?"[/color] He asked. [color=39b54a]"Leave him with me, i'm gonna get some of my people to do some genetics testing."[/color] As the creature suddenly began to stir, Simm grabbed the glove and pulled it to his face again, in case it happened again. The creature seemed to look around, no aggressive movements from it. Simm slowly lowed the glove. [color=39b54a]"My senses aren't telling me it has any aggressive intent..."[/color] He whispered. The Spider slowly approached the glass and looked directly at Bailey. It then extended a finger and scratched a lightning bolt into the glass across where his chest was from his point of view.

[color=6ecff6]"Yeah, i'm that guy you tried to kill."[/color] Bailey replied. The Spider then hunched over, its body seemed to flex, crack, change, bones appearing and disappearing, the 4 legs retracting into its back with sickening crunching, its head changing to be more human, shaped, ginger locks growing out at an alarming rate, until suddenly it stood there. Some kind of bastardization of Bailey's form. It's eyes were more spider-like, 2 small white orbs, hits fingers looking more like a spiders with the hooked claws sticking out, its ears were also longer, almost elf-like. They reminded him of something that he had seen in the Fate's Weeve. it was completely naked and raised a hand to wave. to Bailey.

[color=ed1c24]"OH MY GOD IT'S A BODY SNATCHER! IT'S A BOY BODY SNATCHER! IT'S A... IT'S A BOYDY SNATCHER!!!"[/color] Christina screamed. [color=ed1c24]"WHERE'S THE CAN OF RAID! WE NEED TO KILL IT BEFORE IT MULTIPLIES!!!"[/color] Christina searched around, frantically. Meanwhile, Bailey slowly approached the glass, putting his own hand up, the creature putting its hand to meet his through the glass.

[color=6ecff6]"I don't think so... When i zapped it, i got a look at... Something that was... in its memories, probably. I think it probably got a look at mine too."[/color] The creature opened its mouth to reveal sharp rows of shark-like teeth, much like his own extended canine. It then looked at the frantically searching Christina as their eyes met.

[color=f7976a]"B... Boyd...y..."[/color] It said, sort of sounding like Bailey's voice, but almost as if he wasn't used to using words. [color=f7976a]"Boyd... Me... I... Am... Boyd..."[/color]