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When a Spider comes calling	By : Revenaught Category: Marvel Verse Comics > Spiderman Views: 13339 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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When a Spider comes calling.
Ch. 7 Doctor Octopus
In a dark corner of an abandoned warehouse a large cocoon sat silently as the day outside slowly faded into night. As the darkness deepened the cocoon started to shift and bulge as whatever was inside came to life. Suddenly a ripping sound came from it and a vaguely man shaped figure rose from it. The exact details of it could not be seen in the darkness.
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            Doctor Otto Octavious, now known to the media as Doctor Octopus, was not pleased. The heroes had seen what was done to the women of that traitor Peter Parker. Had the so called Heroes the intelligence of the lowest flea they should realize the dangers of sticking their noses where they didn’t belong. So why had Daredevil insisted on trying to stop him from appropriating the funds necessary to continue his scientific research? Did the man want his loved ones tortured to death? If he continued to interfere it was only a matter of time untl his identity was revealed and he too was destroyed. Although why such steps were necessary was a mystery to Otto. Couldn’t these unthinking idiots see that he only broke society's so called Laws in order to further his research? It was, for Otto, all about the science. It was with these thoughts foremost on his mind that he entered his hidden lab that was closest to the jewelry store he had just emptied of its most valuable items.
            The bags of stolen jewelry dropped from numb hands as he witnessed the total devastation that had been visited on his lab. This wasn’t his main hideout, he had many of them spread across the city, but this one still had plenty of very expensive equipment in it. Now all it held was expensive scrap! Whoever had dared to attack his lab had been extremely thorough. There wasn’t a single thing left intact in the entire building. He wandered in shock through the devastation dazed by the fact that not only was the machinery destroyed but all the data stored on site had been destroyed as well. He still hadn’t gotten over the shock of it when a cold hard voice came from somewhere.
            “What a shame Otto. It’s a good thing whoever did this didn’t know about your other little hidey holes.”
            “Parker? Is that you, you traitor? Parker how could you?” Otto cried out, disbelief strong in his voice. Parker was a gifted scientist himself! Why would he continually betray his fellow scientist over and over? He had taken part in the death of Parker’s women to repay those betrayals. But even with that Parker was scientist enough that he hadn’t been the one to do this. Would he?
            “Or do they?” the voice answered and then spoke no more. Panic ripped through Otto. His other labs! He had to check on them now! He moved to retrieve the stolen jewelry that might have started to replace what was lost here only to find them gone. He gave a cry of rage at that but hurried out too intent on getting to his other labs to check on them to look for the disembodied voice that surely had his jewelry. Whoever it was, Parker or someone else, could be dealt with later.
            Officer Flanagan left the upscale jewelry store, which had been robbed by Doc Ock earlier, and walked toward his patrol car. He had just finished taking the report from the stores proprietor detailing what items had been taken. Even with business insurance a heist of this magnitude had a good chance of closing this store down forever. He wished there was more he could do for the owner than just take a report. Opening the door he looked in stunned disbelief at the bags sitting in the driver’s seat of his cruiser. One of the bags gaped open just enough to reveal glints and sparkles from inside. “Oh well” he thought as he picked up the bags, “at least I get to be the one to give them back to him.”
            Otto Octavious was numb as he swiftly traveled across the city. All his smaller labs had been totally destroyed! How had someone been able to find all of them? The only thing left intact in any of them was one cork board that had held print outs showing that whoever had attacked his facilities had also accessed his offsite data storage sites and irrevocably erased all the information stored on them. They had also accessed his off shore accounts and drained off all his funds! He had to get to his main lab. It was better secured and alarmed. He hadn’t gotten a signal on the remote he carried so it had to be safe. Didn’t it? But the fear that it had been destroyed like all the rest had him moving slower now not wanting to see his fears brought to life. Finally he reached his main lab and it looked untouched from the outside, but all the others had too. When he opened the door and didn’t receive an alarm on his remote his stomach sank and he walked the short hall to the lab entrance with heavy steps. One look inside showed him that his worst fears had proven true. He wandered to the middle of the chaos that was all that was left of his world. Suddenly a great cry ripped from him and his mechanical arms lashed out in devastating blows. With nothing left undamaged he vented his wrath on the pitiful remains of his precious equipment. Unable to sustain his rage forever, eventually Otto collapsed and broke into heaving sobs over the destruction of his life’s work. He was at his lowest point, mired in grief when he heard the voice again.
            “Hurts doesn't it Otto?”
            “How could you?” Otto asked quietly.
            “I could ask you the same thing.” The voice said from behind him. Otto looked around and saw a figure in light absorbing black with gleaming red eyes and spider emblems on his chest and back. What appeared to be a sword hilt poked up over his right shoulder. “How could you have possibly done what you did to Mary Jane and Aunt May?”
            “I had to! You had interfered and betrayed me too many times! I had to make you stop getting in the way!”
            “So you joined in with those other animals and helped torture and kill the two people I loved most in my life because I wouldn’t let you steal money to fund your research projects? Is that it?”
            “Yes! I never stole for myself! I had to fund the science! But you wouldn’t see it! No one would ever see it! You would never realize how important it was! I had no choice left any more. I didn’t want to have to do it. I held no hatred toward them, but you just wouldn’t stop! You wouldn’t lie down and die and leave me be! And now you’ve done this.”
            “You’re even farther gone than I thought Otto. If it’s any consolation to you, you did kill Peter Parker. But, as so often happens, you got an unintended result. Peter is dead and gone but Spider has risen in his place. I’m probably no more sane than you are now.
            “No! You are far worse than me! You have destroyed everything I have ever done or created. You have completely wiped out my entire life!”
            “It’s no more than you helped to do to me. Those two women were my life and you helped rip them away from me. Now I have ripped yours away from you. But you’re not done paying yet Otto.”
            “What do you mean? What more can you possibly do to me?”
            “I have made you pay for what you did to me. You still have to pay for what you did to Mary Jane and Aunt May. You have suffered my emotional torment. Now before we are done here tonight you will suffer the physical abuse you inflicted on them with those very mechanical arms of yours." This threat was more than Otto could take. With a primal scream of rage he flung himself at Spider, trying desperately to crush his hated opponent. But no matter how hard he tried he couldn’t seem to hit the constantly moving Spider. Always before, with four arms constantly attacking, he had eventually been able to hit his cursed foe. Today however it was like he was inside Otto’s mind and could see every attack before Otto could even start it. To make matters worse he would pick up small bits of debris and hurl them at Otto inflicting small cuts and scrapes at will. Enraged by this Otto furiously doubled his efforts. In answer Spider reached over his shoulder and pulled free the sword from its sheath. He danced back a bit and held it up for Otto to look at.
            “You think a mere blade is going to be effective against me?” Otto sneered. In truth he was somewhat nervous about it. It was thicker and wider than a normal sword but ever since he had coated his mechanical arms with adamantium he was confident they were safe. He lashed out with an arm planning on letting Spider take a swipe at it to prove the swords uselessness. It was Otto who was gaping in surprise as the blade flashed out and a foot of that arm fell severed to the floor. “What? How?” was all Otto could get out.
            “Your adamantium arms are tough Otto. But a thin adamantium coating like you gave them can be cut by a sharp enough adamantium blade, if it has enough force behind it. Hmmm, it looks like I have enough force.” Spider leapt to the attack. Otto retreated flinging bits of machinery at Spider but they all missed and that deadly sword would flash out and another bit of mechanical arm would fall to the floor. Outclassed and knowing it Otto tried to flee but each time he did so a strand of webbing would snake out and catch him and he would be yanked back to the center of the room regardless of whatever he used his mechanical arms to anchor himself to in an attempt to pull away. Finally he stood there with four useless stumps left on his harness, totally defenseless, waiting for the sword stroke that would finish him. He opened his eyes when he heard the sword being slid back into its sheath. He saw Spider bending down and picking up a two foot section of mechanical arm. “I’m not going to use the sword on you Otto. You didn’t use one on Mary Jane and Aunt May. This however you did use.” Spider started beating Otto with his own mechanical arm then. He carefully gauged his blows to inflict maximum damage without killing Otto who was, without his mechanical arms, just a normal slightly overweight and out of shape human. Finally when Otto was beaten and bloody with arms and legs broken in several places Spider picked Otto up and flung him face down on a waist high bit of shattered equipment with his legs hanging over the edge just clear of the ground. A barely conscious Otto didn’t even realize it when his torso was webbed down so he couldn’t move. He came to when he felt and heard his pants being ripped away from him.
            “No! What are you doing?” Otto choked out his panic rising.
            “I told you Otto. You are going to suffer what you did to them. So far this has been the least of it. What comes next is what actually killed my Aunt.” Spider dropped the long length of mechanical arm and rooted around until he found a foot long segment with the grasping claws still twitching.   Otto’s denials and screams grew more desperate as Spider moved around behind him again. Otto started trying to get up or even roll over despite his broken arms and legs until suddenly he threw his head back and howled in pain and agony as Spider followed through with his threatened action. Moving back into the room he found another end piece of one of the mechanical arms and came back to Otto. He leaned down until they were face to face. “Mechanical manipulation appendage manually inserted in the rectal orifice. How do you like that little bit of science Otto?”
            “You have become that which you have fought for so long.” Otto groaned.
            “Not really Otto. There are a couple of vital differences that keep me above and better than scum like you. One, I accept that my actions are my own responsibility and not anyone else. Sure I may be reacting to your actions but how I do so is completely my decision and I will never try to lay those decisions on anyone else. Two, unlike animals like you I have never and will never use or kill an innocent person in the furtherance of my work.”
            “So you’re taking the Holier than thou…Ugh!” Otto grunted in pain as his damaged insides clenched, “Spiderman has become a mere killer!”
            “Yes I’m a killer now, and you know I’m ok with that. How many times have I caught you and the rest of them and handed you over to the law?   Every time either you escaped or were let go for whatever reason. You did convince me that I had been wrong, just not like you believed I was. Instead of convincing me to go away and leave you alone you convinced me to end the threat you pose to innocent people permanently.”
            “So we created our own monster.” Otto said finally seeing the irony in it.
            “Not really. You may have helped provide the incentive but I chose to become the monster. Now I hope you’re ready because your time is up.”
            “Wait. Aahhh!” Otto’s pleas broke off in a scream of pain as Spider ground the broken bones of his right arm together. Then while in mid scream Spider shoved the end of the mechanical arm he held down Otto’s throat, ignoring the blood from the shattered teeth and dislocated jaw that resulted from doing so. He watched as Otto’s eyes bulged outward as he choked to death on his own mechanical arm. When all movement ceased and his eyes glazed in death Spider stood straight and walked away.

DAILY BUGLE HEADLINE
DOC OCK DEAD KILLED WITH OWN TENTACLE!
Who will be the next victim?

To be continued. Next Chapter Carnage
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