GWEN IN TROUBLE
[3rd person POV]
Unknown to the danger lurking behind her, Gwen drove away happily. She dropped her dad at NYPD and then made her way toward the mall. She'd learned to cook and couldn't wait for Peter to taste her first cooked dinner. She's gonna buy some ingredients and then practice. He'll be back home in three days and she can't wait to impress him.
The drone followed her to the mall, watching her every movement from a safe distance.
"Oh, come on," Gwen looked around for a parking spot, but could not find a free space to park her car. In the end, she decided to park in the next block in the underground parking. As soon as she got out of her car after parking, a dart came flying at her and hit her arm. "Wha-?!" Her vision went blurry the moment she felt a slight sting. Before Gwen's knees gave out, she quickly threw one of the two spider bugs that she always carried as a memento under her car and swallowed the other one before falling to the ground.
'What's going on?' She wondered, her consciousness fading away fast. She didn't have much time as another dart flew through the air and struck her. She mustered every ounce of her strength and pulled out one of the darts before she lost consciousness completely and her body went limp.
A van screeched to a stop right beside her limp body. Two figures in a black cloak jumped out and opened the back doors. They dragged her unconscious body into the back of the van and made a hasty retreat...
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[Frank's base]
Frank was busy cleaning his guns when suddenly his tab suddenly flashed with a beeping noise. It wasn't supposed to ring ever again since this is the tab he used to contact Spiderman, exclusively. Spiderman configured it for a safe line of connection. But he died months ago in the Green Goblin's hideout, then how the heck is it beeping? He put his gun down and walked up to the desk.
He has been charging it every now and then... Maybe in the hope that one day it'll beep again. But he'd given up on that hope, at least, till now.
Frank touched the locked screen, and the device scanned his face and fingerprints and then unlocked itself, allowing him access. The map of New York opened and two signals from Spider bugs showed up. One was somewhat close to his place. While the other one was just starting to move.
His eyebrows knitted together in confusion.
Who is it? His heart jumped with hope. The guilt that was eating him away for months due to his failure has once again assaulted him.
"Spidey, is it possible...?" Hope filled his voice even though his logic screamed, 'It isn't him.' Still, his hands hovered above the two blinking signals for a couple of seconds.
His hands were trembling.
Frank clenched his fists as he strapped on his armor and put on his regular clothes above it. Then he took his handguns and rushed to the garage. He won't be failing this time. Even if his senses screamed it was the enemy's ploy, and it may have been foolish to fall for it so easily, he has decided to leave no stone unturned and make sure by his own eyes before drawing any conclusions.
He opened the door of his Mustang and jumped in the driver's seat. As he ignited the engine, the tires screeched to the ground as his Mustang raced through the streets and out of the city.
He followed the beacon to the parking lot and found the bug under a car. He searched the car and found Gwen's ID.
"Gwen Stacy, George's daughter!" Frank mumbled as he searched the car, but didn't find anything interesting, "Why do you have a spider bug, Gwen Stacy?" He looked around the area. "Humm..." His eyes caught a small dart-like object lying nearby. He bent down to check. He picked the dart up and examined it.
Sniff! Frank sniffed the dart. The scent coming out of it was familiar. He often uses this type of dart tranquilizer during his solo runs. One is enough to knock out anyone and the thugs from the underbelly of NY use that stuff to kidnap or rob someone without raising an alert. He then walked toward the entrance and noticed tire burns on the concrete ground.
He touched the burning tire marks, the freshness told him the trail was still hot and they weren't that far.
Frank played the scenario of what happened here in his mind. He could clearly imagine someone shooting darts at Gwen and kidnapping her afterward.
"Damn," Frank hurriedly rushed to his car and began to track down the other spider bug, leading to her location.
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Frank followed the beacon across the river to Brooklyn.
There was some kind of drilling work going on that was making an annoying noise. And this area had a lot of trees growing inside the premises which provided good cover. Frank decided to park his Mustang far enough not to catch the guards' attention and walked the rest of his way to his destination on foot.
His brows furrowed as the track led him to an abandoned industrial area, which belonged to Octavius Industries and was abandoned after a failed experiment caused a massive explosion. But they have been building this place once again.
He looked around and saw the construction work going on. The trucks are coming and going, carrying some heavy materials and work equipment. He turned his eyes to the abandoned building. The whole area was barricaded to keep anyone away and the gate was heavily guarded. The guard checked the truck's papers and let them inside before closing the gate.
"Now why would Otto kidnap Gwen? This doesn't make any sense," Frank looked around and started sneaking inside from a gap in the barricades.
The guards patrolling the area were gossiping among themselves every now and then.
"Just how long do we have to put on these weird ass clothes," One of them grumbled while scratching his arms.
"Till our payday," Another guard mumbled.
"We don't even get free booze?" The first guard muttered. "Tsk. So stupid."
"What?"
"Huh?"
"Nothing."
"This guy!" The other guard sighed and shook his head and they resumed their patrol duties.
Walking among the construction equipment, Frank finally hid under one of the vans while the guards changed positions, giving him a window to sneak past the second crane.
Using the construction vehicles for a cover, he silently ran, hid, and avoided the security details patrolling the ground. After successfully arriving at the second crane, he hid behind a concrete block and waited for the guard to pass by his location. The security was too tight and it's even harder to sneak in the morning when there are more people around. He just needed an opportunity to go deeper inside.
"Have you seen the boss? I tell you, he isn't normal. I mean, those tentacles-like arms on his back... Eeww! It's like one of those tentacle hentai stuff. Creepy and disturbing at the same time. Makes me wanna puke my guts out," One of the two guards complained.
"You tell me. Those freaky arms are strong as hell. They can crush metal bars like toothpicks. And those long razor-sharp claws... I hear he killed one of his men after the accident. Maybe he lost it," The second guard said.
"Oh, I didn't know that. But, something fishy is going on in there. I mean, why the heck did he go as far as to kidnap a girl? She's George Stacy's daughter. If the NYPD learns about this... they'll come knocking on our doors. And I don't want to stick long enough to get caught by those cops. The payment is supposed to be tonight. I'm getting out of here tonight with or without it. I ain't taking any chances," The first guard sighed.
"Dude, same. I hope I don't get sucked by the octopus-man. Though, his pay isn't so bad," the second guard chortled. "But then again, there's a new chick in town, her name's Yuri Watanabe. News is, she took down several of Hammerhead's deals and hideouts. I just don't want her to sniff around here and encounter us in the name of justice."
They passed by Frank's location. The moment they stepped into his peripherals, he made his move and attacked them. His punches slammed their heads against each other, instantly knocking them out cold.
After dragging their unconscious bodies under a construction tent. He removed their clothes and replaced them with his own. These clothes will help him disguise and enter the base.
Frank walked around, taking mental notes, he pretended to search the area as if he were patrolling the area. But he was observing the guards' actions, memorizing the position of every surveillance camera, and their patrol routes, so he could get out in case things get out of hand.
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