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When a Spider comes calling	By : Revenaught Category: Marvel Verse Comics > Spiderman Views: 13336 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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When a Spider comes calling.
Ch. 4 Tombstone
            Tombstone hated being sent on penny ante jobs like this one. But hammerhead was the boss and if he wanted him on this job to make sure there were no problems, well so be it. It’s not like it would be a hard job. He didn’t even have to kill anyone. Not that he would have minded that, but this was a simple switch and burn. Hammerhead had some priceless items in this warehouse and he wanted them switched with fakes and then he wanted the whole place burned down so he could collect the insurance. Twenty men had been sent along to do the actual work. Tombstone just had to supervise the proceedings. He almost wished a hero would stumble on them so he could have the pleasure of killing them. But, he wouldn’t do anything to draw attention to them. Hammer would pay triple if there were no complications on a job. Ah well time to get to work he thought.
            “You two go open the truck and get ready to off load it. The rest of you spread out and search the area. We don’t need any surprises.” Tombstone ordered in the hoarse whisper that was his loudest speaking voice. The two so ordered ran out back to take care of the truck while the rest immediately spread out and started searching the area. Whatever they thought of their assigned tasks they kept to themselves. Tombstone was no one they wanted mad at them. His albino skin, inhuman strength, imperviousness, and that frightening voice that never rose above a whisper were bad enough. But it was his teeth, filed to very sharp edged points that truly unnerved the men assigned to him. Rumor had it he enjoyed biting those who really pissed him off. No one wanted first hand proof if the rumor was true. The two men sent to open the truck, came running back clearly agitated.
            “Tombstone!” the first called out in a low voice, “Someone’s here, they spiked the trailer door shut! It won’t open!”
            “Well,” replied Tombstone, “the night just got interesting. Come with me.” The two followed him back through the loading dock to the back of the truck they had brought and sure enough someone had driven a spike into the metal of the door and bent it over the latch that would need to be released before the door could be opened. Tombstone laughed softly. The spike might have interfered if only regular men were here tonight. But he easily reached down and wrenched the spike from the truck door. He unlatched the door and opened it. “Come on you two get the rest and get this job done. Spread the word, we have a trouble maker in the area.” But as they re-entered the warehouse and looked for the rest of the men, they could find no sign of them anywhere. Tombstone’s temper was quickly rising. One of his two remaining men was beside him and the other was across the warehouse in one of the few pools of light. Tombstone waved him back and watched as he disappeared into one of the many patches of deep shadow. Tombstone heard nothing but the man never reappeared! “What the…” he said as he took a few steps toward where the man had disappeared.   “Did you… Holy Crap!” he exclaimed as he turned to the man beside him only to find that he too was now simply gone. “Ok that’s spooky!” Tombstone thought to himself. “I wonder if that’s what others feel when they deal with me?” then as loud as he was capable of he said, “Are you gonna show yourself or keep playin hide and seek all night?” He wondered if whoever was there could hear his whispering voice.
            “Don’t strain yourself yelling. I can hear you just fine.” A cold emotionless voice seemed to come from all directions.
            “Nice theatrics. Care to come out and face me directly or are you trying to set me up for a surprise attack too?” A dark shape detached itself from the nearest pool of shadows and moved to the center of the nearest patch of light.
            “No Lonnie. You I will meet face to face and you will wish I hadn’t.”
            “Gargan? What the hell do you think you’re doin? You may have that freaky ass alien slime now but that doesn’t give you the right to bust up someone else’s gig.”
            “No not Gargan. Try again.”
            “You sound familiar. Wait a minute, Parker?” Tombstone ended on a disbelieving note. “I thought you had crawled away and died somewhere!” The black face mask with its blood red eyes pulled back and then recovered Spider's face before he replied.
            “Parker did die. I am Spider now and I am here for you.”
            “Aw! Have I upset you somehow?” Tombstone asked in a mocking voice.
            “Yes you have. I have vowed that you shall feel those teeth of yours pierce your skin just like my loved ones did. Before this night is over I shall keep that vow.”
            “Well, isn’t that melodramatic? It’s gonna be fun watching you try to keep that little promise.” Tombstone dropped into a fighting crouch and waited. He was determined to make the little bug come to him this time. To his surprise Spider did just that. There was no jumping or crazy acrobatics that always frustrated him. Spider simply walked straight up to him and stood toe to toe staring up into Tombstone’s face. “Well if you’re gonna make it that easy” he said as he threw a heavy blow into Spiders abdomen. He expected Spider to gasp and double over with the wind knocked out of him. Tombstone was the one to gasp however as Spider stood there completely unfazed by his blow. As Tombstone pulled back his fist he noted that the inky blackness that covered Spider had bunched up where his fist had landed. “That damned alien thing cushioned the blow!” he thought. Then he was knocked breathless by Spiders return blow. “Damn! This might be a little more interesting than I thought it would be. How’d he get so strong?” the thoughts raced through his head. Aloud he said, “Heh, not bad but you’re gonna have to do better than that.”
            “Ok.” Spider said and then the two began trading blows. Tombstone gave it everything he had but he couldn’t overcome the cushioning effect of the alien symbiote. But while Spiders new strength was enough to rock Tombstone, he wasn’t dealing any real damage to his amazingly hard skin. Just when Tombstone was starting to feel confident again Spider stopped hitting his body and started on his face. He found out that his teeth, while just as invulnerable as the rest of him, could be knocked out. He quickly found the need to spit several out or swallow them by accident!
            “Damn it!” Tombstone spit out along with another tooth.   “Gonna kill you for that!”
            “No you won’t. Your time is just about up. Are you ready?”
            “For what? You may have knocked a few teeth out but other than that you can’t hurt me!”
            “Not even when I do this?” Spider asked and before Tombstone could react, Spider had closed the distance between then and reached down and grabbed Tombstones scrotum and squeezed with all his new found might! Tombstone’s vision went white as the mixture of nausea and overwhelming pain racked his whole body. All strength left his limbs as he collapsed and he was only barely aware that everything he had eaten that day was coming back up. Sometime later as he slowly became aware of more than just the sickening pain in his mangled testis, Tombstone realized he was flat on his back with his arms straight out to either side. Webbed securely to the floor he quickly gave up trying to free them as any movement sent agonizing pain shooting up from his scrotum. Just then the black clad figure with the blood red eyes and spider emblem knelt down next to him. “It’s time to keep my vow. Are you ready?” Tombstone noticed that Spider held one of his teeth in his right hand.
            “No! Get away from me you free…Aaaahhhhhhh!” The hoarse almost soundless cry ripped out of Tombstone as the tooth proved to be sharp enough and hard enough to puncture the skin of his upper right chest. Another cry was ripped from him as the next tooth pierced the skin of his stomach and was pushed in all the way. It lodged in the muscles of his stomach and caused sharp flaring pains each time he so much as twitched.   The scream of pure agony from Tombstone as the final tooth was plunged into the bulge just above his scrotum would have given nightmares to anyone who heard it, if his vocal cords had been able to produce a sound louder than a whisper. Spider just sat back and let Tombstone scream himself out as he smiled beneath his mask. Shortly Spider walked away and did something out of sight and then Tombstone saw him walking back toward him with his hands behind his back. “No! Please! I’ll do anything you want Just please stop!” Lonnie Thompson Lincoln begged.
            “Don’t worry Lonnie,” Spider answered, “all I want you to do now is die and I’ll do all the work.” Spider pulled the Thunderstrike Mace made of mystic Asgardian Uru metal from behind his back. Lonnie eyes widened in horror as the first viscous blow flashed downward toward his face. His legs jerked as the blow landed with a dull thud. Again and again the terrible blows flashed downward and his body jerked and jumped with each of them. Suddenly with a sharp crack, following the latest blow of the mace, Lonnie’s legs stopped moving. But the increasingly wet sounding thuds continued for a long time.   When he was finally done Spider stood looking at the corpse for a long time, then he turned and walked away.

DAILY BUGLE HEADLINE
TOMBSTONE FOUND DEAD!
His Brutally Beaten Corpse Found In Warehouse Owned By Hammer Industries

To be continued. Next Chapter The Rhino.
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