Spider-Man: Duty and Loss Chapter 58: Death part 4

*Sniff* *Sob* A small kid huddled quietly inside a wardrobe trying desperately not to make a sound and failing spectacularly. *Bang* The wardrobe door was slammed open as a girl with black hair and green eyes now stood before him.

With both claws popped and dripping with the blood of the little kid's parents, Laura's eyes were vacant. *Waa* The kid started to ball his eyes out as he stared up into the face of the person who just killed his parents, he was so sure that he was about to share the same fate that he couldn't help but pee himself.

Something that his mother had been trying to get him to stop recently, he arched back even further into the wardrobe but deep down he knew that wouldn't be enough. Shivering and clutching his eyes shut he waited, and waited, but nothing happened.

The woman in front of him didn't move she just stared down at him, they stayed like that for minutes and minutes. Laura's eyes shifted to the scared face of the child in front of her, before shifting down to the small toy clutch in his hands.

She didn't know what it was, but it looked like a man dressed in blue and red, and he had a small spider emblem on his chest. The kid grabbed onto it with such intensity, as if it would protect him from her. If she were being honest with herself she also wasn't sure why she had stopped, she had done so many missions in the last few years, and it wasn't unusual to kill a person.

But when she tried to do it right now, she couldn't bring herself to slash down with her claw. Deliberating to herself for an agonizing hour, Laura finally lowered her hand and left the house, her mission failed.

*Wack* Bang* "Urgh* "Grrr" *Crack* "What do you want to fight back? Come on then!!!" Kimura whacked Laura to the ground again; they had been fighting for over an hour now. With the ability to control her density, she was the perfect handler or torturer for Laura.

Laura touched her cheek for a second to see how much damage was done before sprinting at her once again. It didn't matter that she had failed her mission; even if she succeeded Kimura would still want to punish her in some form or fashion.

The pain was just another day in her life, another thing she would have to deal with.

"You have to kill Zander. Once he's dead you can finally be free." Laura looked impassively at Sarah who was standing in front of her. Ever since Sensei died she had been the only one who was nice to her, but deep in her mind she could still remember years ago when she had pressed that button, when she had abandoned her.

Her honed mind started to weigh the options and advantages of killing Zander, after being sent on so many assassination missions she had to evolve her thinking process. If she didn't make decisions in split seconds it could lead to more pain, not death, but certainly more pain.

Thinking to herself for a short while she slowly nodded her head. Zander had to die, even if she was caught in the end she wanted to kill him so much. No one in her life had made her feel so much hate.

Nodding one time before leaving, Sarah looked at the guarded back and remembered her emotionless eyes. She couldn't help but let out a sad sigh, gone was the little girl she used to read too, they had changed her, destroyed that innocence.

A Vicious smile lit up her face as he coughed up blood, some of it splashed on her face but she didn't care. She continued to stare into the eyes she hated, as they started to lose their twinkle. Even at that moment he still held such hatred towards her, she could see it in his eyes.

'Good' She thought. She didn't care anymore, in the end he would be going to a special place in hell for everything he's done. And the last thing he would see would be her blood thirsty smile. That thought made her happy beyond belief.

Leaving her claws stuck in his chest as he crumpled to the floor, she stayed there, staring at him for a while before finally snapping out of it. She had to get out of the facility now, Sarah was going to meet her outside and help her escape.

Thankfully Kimura was away on her own mission, she would be one of the only people that could have stopped her. Smiling to herself, she started to make her way out. As she did, she didn't stop to look at the dead body of the guards and scientists, she already had her fun killing them.

Making sure they got what they deserved.

Finally making it outside, she saw her mother Sarah amidst the snow, it was cold out there but she didn't mind, she would finally be free.

As Laura stepped out and saw Sarah waiting, a woman appeared behind her, a specter of sorts. Next to the specter was an older version of Laura, she watched the scene with hardened eyes. She watched as her younger self walked closer to her mother's figure before stopping, her nose twitching.

And then she watched as her eyes turned red and she pounced on her, tore her apart. "She let them hurt me." Speaking just above a whisper the specter turned to her as if waiting. "She asked me to kill." Her eyes shook for only a moment as more blood was spilled. "And in the end. I killed Her."

Turning her back on the scene she looked out into the white snow and slowly closed her eyes. "Death comes for all in the end. I'm just an instrument that sped up the process, given them what they deserved ahead of time." Her voice spoke with conviction as if she had just come to a certain decision in her head.

*Clap* *Clap* *Clap* The clapping from the side pulled Laura out of her trance and for once she could actually tell where she was. She was back in the complete black space, blinking her eyes for a few seconds her head whipped around to the person that was clapping.

Turning around to look at the black cloaked figure, her Claws popped on instinct. "Who are you!" Shouting out loud she got into a fighting stance. But the black figure didn't move, she just started to laugh. It was an enchanting and ethereal laugh that would have caught the attention of any man.

Laura's hands twitched in apprehension but she still didn't make a move, she had nowhere to go and something about the person in front of her was telling her instincts, that if she tried to fight all that awaited was certain death.

"Yes you understand. You are a person bathed in death and misery. Hardened by blood lust and corpses. A weapon of death incarnate. You will do nicely." Finally the figure spoke to her and before she could react their body rushed into Laura's. "Haaa" Sucking in a breath of air, pain started to wrack her body.

Chapter end