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The Spiders Taint (ChocolateStrawberry & I)

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3ngag3

Supernova
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Jan 9, 2009
Location
The Pits of California
It was dark. So dark that he couldn't see. But he knew they were after him. He had seen them before even without his sight dulled. Grotesque creatures, all of them. They had the bodies of man, but the limbs of every creature imaginable. They howled, hissed and roared at him. They said they were going to kill him for his sins. He didn't know what they were talking about and his only instinct was to run then. His steps echoed in the darkness, but as fast as he ran, he knew they were getting closer. They always did. His legs went numb and he fell to his knees. The hands of beasts reached out to tear him limb from limb. He could see them now, faces and all. They were terrifying, all of them. As they tugged away at his body, he screamed, but no sound came out. All he could do was wait silently for death.

That's when the sound of the school bell went off in his head and Ken Lacroix shot up like a bullet from his slumber. He rubbed his forehead, the memories of the dream still echoing in his mind. Ever scince he started high school, he had been having these visions every night. He didn't know what it meant and it both scared and fascinated him at the same time. So much to the point that he spent alot of time drawing the images of the faces he saw on pieces of paper. He would keep them in his backpack hidden away from the prying eyes of his peers. They wouldn't understand why he drew them or for what purpose. Instead he had them think that he was a normal student living a normal life. Nothing was out of the ordinary in this reality and that's the way he wanted it to stay. The young man let out a yawn before slumping down lazily, the side of his head in his hand waiting for his teacher to arrive so that class could start.
 
Arachnianna opened her eyes as the ground trembled. How long had she been trapped in this hellish pit? How many years had passed since her kind and the humans had warred? Who had won, she wondered. What had awakened her from her cursed slumber?

The first ray of light appeared in the darkness, nearly binding her. It had been so long since she had seen the sun, since she had been betrayed. A fool, she had taken a human as her mate. She had given him everything, and he betrayed her. His sword still pinned her to the ground, so close the dust that had once been the eggs that held her children. When she found that human, she'd make him pay. His decendants will pay as well. All of them would pay!

The sound of voices got closer and she slumped back down, too weak to move. Through slitted eyes, she watched with silent rage as humans found her. They wore strange clothing and carried torches that did not burn down. She pretended to be dead, waiting until they were close enough for her to strike.

"Man, what is that thing," said one male before Arachnianna grabbed him. His blood gave her a little nurshiment, just enough to grab the next and drain him. Blood was fine, but what she needed was semen. There was no time to weave another web and trap a human male. Her body was still dying and she could feel the minute tremors in the ground. The cavern was going to collapse, and the foolish humans weren't aware.

Using the last of her strength, she sent her spirit out to find a suitable host. She could easily rebuild in a host's body and find the man who destroyed her. As she left, the ceiling caved in, buring her old body under the rocks. She didn't look back, drifting through the strange new world she had woken too. Caught by the faint scent of the one who betrayed her, she found herself gravitating to a building, something called a high school, and into a room full of disgusting humans. One, a woman who held their attention, seemed perfect for her host.

Arachnianna entered the woman's body. The woman suddenly gasped and flopped to the ground as Arachnianna seized control. The woman was no more, only Arachnianna.

"Ms. Timble? Ms. Timble? Are you all right?"

"Someone call the nurse!"

"Call 911!"

"Ms. Timble? Can you hear me?"

Arachnianna opened her eyes, finding herself looking into the very face of the one who betrayed her. "Tryek," she whispered, too weak to claw out his face. She closed her eyes again, needing to gather her strength after taking over the body.
 
It wasn't long before the attention of the students turned towards their teacher, Ms. Timble. She was a sort of ordinary as far as looks went. She always kept her hair in a ponytail and wore small glasses like an old lady would and her clothes left nothing to be desired at all. It was as if her appearance were that of an eggshell that had never been cracked open even once. She sat down at the desk in the front of the class and began to adress her students in a very calm manner about the days lessons. A few minutes into her lecture though, something very unusual happened. The teacher's eyes shot wide open and for a moment seemed to roll back into her head before she collapsed on the desk in front of her.

As the students panicked in fear that Ms. Timble might have had a seizure, a stroke or worse, A sudden chill came over Ken's body. It was as if something was warning him of an impending danger he could not escape. A drip of sweat fell from his brow as he nervously stood up to gaze upon the limp body of his teacher. As he did, she whispered something that was inaudible from his position, but for some strange reason when he read her lips, the images of the dreams he had before shot back into his head like a bullet. It was so much that it caused him to retreat back into his seat. Fortunatley for him, the other students were too busy worrying about Ms. Timble to give him any notice.
 
Arachnianna woke up in a simple white bed. A flurry of activity was activated by her sitting up. Men and women rushed in to see how she was doing. She found she was in a 'hospital' and her name was 'Anna Timble'. She was, apparently, a school teacher. The doctor informed her that they wanted to keep her overnight. Her mysterious seizure was causing them to worry.

"I feel fine," Arachnianna said. "I really just want to go home."

"Stay put," the doctor said. "You can leave tomorrow. We want to make sure that there was no damage."

Laying back down, Arachnianna shifted through the body's memories. The spirit was dead, but the memories were alive. She had to know all she could about her host so that no one would suspect that she was different. She had seen the face of her enemy. He was a little younger now, less scarred, but she knew it was he.

She licked her lips, imagining all the ways she would get her revenge.

"Ms. Timble," the doctor said. "You have some visitors."
 
When the paramedics came into the classroom and took Ms. Timble away, the sense of foreboding that Ken felt seemed to go away along with her. After that, the rest of the day was uneventful other than the fact that some of the students had goaded him into visiting the teacher in the hospital. He was hesitant at first, but the concern for Ms. Timble combined with his desire to find out what was going on urged him on, and so during the evening, he visited the hospital along with the other students. They came into her room, sometimes alone, sometimes in a group, but all had get well cards and other assorted goodies for the teacher to aid her in her recovery process. Not long after that, Ken was the only one left who hadn't visited and when it was his time, he slowly got up from the chair in the waiting room and walked to the door where she was waiting.

As soon as he touched the doorknob, the sense of danger returned stronger than ever. The young man turned the knob, but his hand was shaking so much that he had trouble pushing the thing open. For a moment, Ken took his hand off the knob and smacked his cheeks with his hands. "Come on!"he thought to himself. "It's just Ms. Timble, your high school teacher. It's not like she's a monster or something." With a deep breath and a burst of vigor, he turned the knob and entered the room.
 
When he walked in, Arachnianna forced herself to not jump him. The memories she gleened from her host told her this boy was Ken, not Tryek. Considering that a few centuries had passed, this boy must be his decendant. That burned Arachnianna. After he left her, that betrayer must have found himself a nice human girl and settled down. His human lineage was pure and thriving.

She hated him.

Not letting it show, she smiled brightly. "Ken! I was wondering when you'd show up. I thought you forgot all about me," she said. Her memories told her that Ken sometimes helped after school, that he reguarded the teacher as a confidant and that she was helping him with college plans. Perfect.

Pushing a lock of her black hair, she took the card from Ken's fingers. "I'm so glad you came, Ken."
 
As soon as Ken entered the room, he was greeted by the sweet voice of his teacher and for a moment, it was as if he never had a bad dream in his life. She looked so innocent laying there in the hospital bed and it made him wonder why he was having these foreboding thoughts of danger racing around in his head. In the meantime, he handed her the card he had with him and sat down besides Ms. Timble so he could talk to her. "It's no problem, really," the young man started though this was partially a lie. "How are you feeling right now? Are the doctors giving you any trouble?" He, along with Ms. Timble knew that this was probably some kind of freak accident and that she shouldn't have to stay that long let alone a whole night. But still, the doctors seemed to know best and unless she asked, he would let her stay as long as the doctors needed.

But just as things were seemingly returning to normal, the sensations that Ken had earlier were once again creeping into his mind. In the moment of silence he and Ms. Timble shared, he looked around the room nervously as if someone or something were watching the both of them. Then a disturbing thought came to mind. What if it wasn't him that was in danger, but his teacher? Perhaps her being here wasn't the best thing for her after all and someone or something was coming for her. In his bout of paranoia, the young man began to sweat a bit. He looked down at Ms. Timble then and wondered if she had any enemies or not.
 
Arachnianna smiled sweetly. "I'm doing fine," she said. "Just a little tired. The doctor thinks I should stay overnight, just in case."

She patted the bed. "Come and sit down. I feel so strange talking to you with you standing there." It was hard to hide what she truly felt, but then, there were flashes of what she used to feel for Tryek. This boy was of his blood, and he was so much like Tryek. She could almost feel that same attraction.

A cold settled around her as she saw his eyes dart around the room. Had Tryek left him the ability to sense her kind? She'd have to be careful, not let him know she was not his teacher, that Anna Timble was dead.
 
Ken knew he couldn't stay long. He still had to go to school tomorrow and it was getting late. But still, knowing how close he was with Ms. Timble, he could only shrug and comply with her request. He walked over to her side then, sitting down next to the bed. He was still a little nervous with the visions, but it didn't obstruct his compassion for his teacher in any way. "It's too bad you have to stay for the night," the young man started. "I really wanted to go over some college courses with you. But I guess that would be a bit selfish on my part, wouldn't it. What matters right now is your health."

As he said this, Ken placed a hand on his teachers and as he did, something didn't feel quite right. She felt cold, almost like death. It alarmed him, but he didn't want to show Ms. Timble any more concerned in fear that she might freak out herself. Instead, he gripped her hand tightly, ignoring the feeling and smiling gently.
 
Arachnianna patted his hand and smiled. "I'm feeling fine, Ken. Besides, I'm not going to be doing anything all night. Why not tell me what's on your mind?" It was true, she was kinda stuck. However, the hospital was big and, tonight, she planned on getting some fresh food. The thing they put in front of her wasn't satisfying enough. What the hell was Jell-O anyway?

She had to keep her composure while Ken was around. If she lost it now, she'd be exposed. She couldn't let that happen until she knew how she was going take care of Ken. A plan was starting to form in her mind, but it would take time set up.
 
"O..on my mind?" Ken replied a bit nervously. If Ms. Tingle knew what was going on in his mind, she would probably freak out worse than if he told her that her skin felt like ice. "Well," he started again, though it was followed by a moment of silence as he tried to think up something that would distract him from his visions. Then it came to him in a flash and he quickly started talking again. "Talia asked me out today. I didn't quite know what to say to her so I just quickly blurted out for her to give me some time. Maybe that wasn't such a good idea."

Ken looked down, a tinge of red under his cheeks from embarassment. He wasn't used to telling people about his personal problems, especially problems concerning his love life and especially to another woman. But he felt Ms. Tingle would understand. Besides, it wasn't like she was going to get the hots for him anytime soon.
 
Arachnianna had to search the memory of Anna to find out about this Talia. Human, cheerleader, and a what Anna felt was a slut. This girl had been caught before with various boys. Well, she was't going to lose her perfect revenge to some mortal! She wanted Ken. She wanted to make him pay for his ancestor's cruelty.

"Oh, Ken," she said, "I don't think Talia is right for you. You're such a bright boy, and she'll only bring you down." She squeezed his hand, trying to look sweet. On the news above, a smiling anchor announced that the dead bodies of some workers were found in a cave in. Their bodies appeared to be drained and crushed. She was glad no one believed in her kind, they were just calling it a freak accident.

"You should concentrate on your education," Arachnianna added. "You're young. You can worry about dating later."
 
A low sigh escaped the lips of Ken as his teacher spoke. She was probably right. Talia might not be the one for him after all. He did remember seeing her with other men before and wondered what became of them once she started asking others out on dates. Even though he was thinking this, the news of the collapse and the dead bodies didn't miss his ears. At first he thought it to be some kind of accident but then he heard the word 'drained'. What could that have possibly meant? It burned in his mind, consuming all other thoughts. The visions then came to mind and he was beginning to get a little nervous again.

It was so bad now that he completley missed Ms. Tingle's words of advice. He had to turn from the television back to her just so he could ask her to repeat what she had said. "Hmm? What was that?" he asked in a curious tone. "Sorry, I was distracted by the TV." He reached over to the remote that was sitting next to his teacher and muted it so that he could no longer hear the news of the supposed freak accident.
 
"I said you should concentrate on your studies," she repeated. She was glad when he turned the tv off. She didn't want to hear them talk about her victims with stupid smiles. Where was teh fear?

Closing her eyes, she could feel that her host body was tiring out. "Ken, i'm sorry, but I think I need sleep," she said. "I will see you all tomorrow, or the day after." It all depended on how many victims she could eat. She needed her strength and her snack was starting to fade.

"You're such a sweetie for visiting me," she said. "Thank you."
 
Though Ms. Tingle told him to concentrate on his studies, he was finding it harder and harder with the visions recentley. But perhaps that would be just the thing to get his mind off of them. When she closed her eyes and complained of her tiredness, the young man stood up, his hand still clenched in hers, a smile of concern on his face. "Alright then," he said. "You get some sleep and we'll talk tomorrow after you get out of the hospital. Everything will be back to normal in no time. I promise."

With that, Ken released his teacher to allow her the rest neccesarry to recover for tomorrows lessons. He walked out of the hospital room then and the feeling of danger seemed to go with it. "Things will be back to normal tomorrow,"he thought to himself. "There's no need to worry anymore." That was until he got back home and went to sleep. It was there he had another one of his dreams. Only this time, there weren't any monsters around save for one. It was a bizzare combination of woman and spider. It had four slender arms and fangs for teeth. Its lower body was large and very spider like with a big round thorax and long pointy appendages for legs. It spit its webbing at him and as he struggled to get free, it decended. Everything faded to black then and Ken woke up drenched in sweat.
 
Arachnianna waited until dark to strike. This place never slept! Activity at all hours. She had to be careful as she crept from her room. Finally, she found a man in a white coat all alone. She knew he was a doctor, but not her doctor. Which was good since she needed that idiot to let her go.

She lured him into a dark room and pounced. He lasted longer then her last victims, and tasted just as sweet. All the while, she couldn't help but fantasize about how Ken would be in her web. That thought aroused her and she had to take down a second victim to help her calm down.

The next morning, her doctor released her and she went to Anna's home. She was disgusted to see that the woman had spider spray in her house. That was the first thing she tossed. The ugly clothes were next to go. She had to spend some of her newly aquired energy to make new ones, but there was no way she was going to wear chunky sweaters and long skirts. Not when she saw what today's fashions were.

The phone rang, pulling her out of her musings. The man on the other end said he was the exterminator, and that he could stop by the next day to take care of her spider problem.

"Oh, would you," Arachnianna said. "I would just love that." She smiled, figuring that one stupid exterminator would make a good snack and keep her little darlings safe.
 
It wasn't the most cheerfull morning for Ken after being kept up all night by his visions. Still, he had to grin and bare it. For him, school was a neccesity if he was going to get into college. He arrived in class with a bit baggage under his eyes, a clear sign of exhaustion. It was going to be a long day for sure. As he sat down and began fumbling around in his backpack, he overheard two students near him talking about the hospital Ms. Tingle had been discharged from earlier. And the news was not what he needed to hear. Two more victims had been found drained and left for dead in and around the hospital premises.

While the students believed it to be some kind of pho-vampiric serial killer on the loose, Ken had far worse fears running through his head. What if whoever had killed those people were coming after Ms. Tingle? The young man was running out of options now. He couldn't very well leave it alone and soon find his teacher dead in the very manner the others were killed. He had to warn her and fast.
 
Arachnianna fixed her make-up in the mirror of the teacher's lounge and made sure her new outfit was straight and wrinkle-free. She was glad that the exterminator was coming today. She could use a snack, but in the school, she would have to be careful. She couldn't risk being discovered.

"Anna! How are you feeling?" A fat male teacher waddled in to the room. Anna's memories told her that he was Mr. Spooz, the biology teacher. A man with Roman hands and Russian fingers, what ever that meant.

"Mr. Spooz," Arachnianna said, "I'm feeling better. Just a freak accident."

"Call me Bob," he said. Next thing she knew, his wide hand was on her ass. Ah, so that's what Anna meant. He would make a wonderful snack, but she held herself back.

"I need to get to class," she said. "But, maybe, I could use some help later on." She left, feeling better. If she was lucky, she'd have two meals today.
 
Through his grogginess, Ken could hear a little commotion outside the classroom. He turned his head to the side to see a welcome sight. It was Ms. Timble, happy as could be. But something seemed a little off in her appearance. Normally, she would wear one of those long skirts that covered her legs and a top that covered most of if not all of her cleavage. Today was not the case though. She seemed more exotic than before or more sensual, something that his teacher wasn't normally known for. Rather than worry about it, the young man shrugged it off, accounting it to her bright and cheery mood. She did survive a life threatening experience after all and she probably deserved to let herself go a bit.

What relieved Ken the most though was the fact that Ms. Timble was released before whoever or whatever it was that killed those people could get to her. The only thing he had to worry about now was Mr. Spooz grabbing her ass like he wanted to get in her cleavage or something. Just as he envisioned, things were slowly starting to get back to normal around the school. So he rested his head on the desk lazily waiting for his teacher to come in and start the days lessons.
 
The stares of the students made Arachnianna feel better. She liked teh attention as she focused on the faces. She was marking her future prey. This world was a filled with food. And once she had enough energy, Ken would be hers.

"Okay, class, I think we'll take things easy today," she announced. Anna had a pop quiz scheduled today, but Arachnianna needed time to learn what it was Anna taught. Anna Timble was an English Lit teacher, and Arachnianna knew noting about that.

"I'm sure you all know about my little collapse the other day," she continued. "I was going to give you all a pop quiz," she paused, letting it sink in, "but I decided to hold off. Instead, let's do a review. Books out and opened."

She turned to the board, letting Anna's memories take over as she started writing about some play. She hoped she hadn't made anyone suspicious with her new look, she tried to keep Anna's hairstyle the same. She licked her lips, thinking of her snacks after school. She had to get through today.

"Okay, Ken, why don't you start on the main theme of Romeo and Juliet?"
 
Though Ken didn't mind having pop quizes every so often, he was relieved that Ms. Timble wouldn't be giving one out today. He was still quite tired and taking a quiz now might have caused him to fall asleep and possibly have another one of those nightmares. A good round of reading would be just the thing to keep him awake. Grabbing his textbook, he opened it up to the tale of Romeo and Juliet and began to explain the tragedy that Shakespeare had written up so very long ago.

Soon, the worries of the hospital incident and the nightmares faded away and the rest of the school day passed by in a breeze. Just to be safe, Ken decided to pay Ms. Timble a little visit after school. As soon as the classroom was empty, the young man entered, knocking on the wall to get her attention. "How are you holding out today? I hope the other students didn't give you too much trouble on your first day back."
 
Arachnianna smiled. "I'm just a little tired," she said. "I need to get home. I should rest. The doctor said to not push myself, but, well..." She gave a little laugh. "I love teaching, Ken. Even if I had to have them wheel the hospital bed in here."

She grabbed her things and patted him on the arm. At that moment, Mr. Spooz walked in. She had him carry her work to the car. Looking back at Ken, she could already fantisize what she'd do to him. It was easy to remember what his ancestor looked like, trapped in her web with his face slack from pleasure. Soon, she promised herself, it would be Ken.

"Mr. Spooz, if it's not too much trouble, could you also drive me home," she asked.
 
It was nice to see Ms. Tingle in such good spirits. It was true that she did love to teach and that she found joy in the eyes of the students as they were learning from her. It made Ken think hard as to who or what would want to take that away from the world. As his mind wandered, Mr. Spooz walked in then with some of Ms. Tingles work. He found it odd that she would ask that pervert to do anything for him concidering how much he fondled her when she didn't really want any. But it was possible that Spooz was just feeling a little sympathetic at the moment and decided to help her out of the kindness of his heart.

"What am I thinking?" Ken thought to himself as that idea raced through his head. "He probably wants to take advantage of her when she gets home" Then he heard Ms. Tingle request a ride home from him and the young man began to get a little worried. Before she left with Mr. Spooz, he caught up to them and pulled his teacher aside so he could whisper something to her. "Hey. If he gives you any trouble, give me a call and i'll come over. He won't try anything with you if I'm there with you."
 
Arachnianna smiled, stroking her hand down Ken's cheek. "You're my knight in shineing armour," she said. "I'll be fine. Don't worry." The truth was, she needed to keep him out of her hair long enough to feed. Walking back to the pervert's car, she allowed him to take her home. She even allowed him to put his hand on her leg. She went as far as to allow him to think he had a chance when she invited him in. She made sure to cut his throat so he wouldn't alert her neighbors with his attempts to scream.

She had finished washing off the blood and putting what was left of Mr. Spooz into her fridge when the exterminator came. Still full, she had other plans for him.

"I hope your neighbors don't mind, but I parked down the road," the exterminator said. "My doctor wants me to walk more."

"Oh, that would be fine," Arachnianna said. That would take care of her fears of his truck. She led him in the house and pretended to point out where he would have to work. The second his back was to her, she struck, injecting her venem in his neck.

Her powers were growing and she was sure she'd be ready for Ken soon. Just a little while longer, and she'd make the son of Tryek pay.

"If I'm feeling nice," she murmured, while tracing a picture of Ken and Anna Timble, "I might let you live after I mate with you." She set the picture down on the trunk that held the wrapped body of the exterminator. She might need a snack later.
 
Days had passed since the incidents at the archeological site and the hospital. The investigators were baffled as to who would do this as the only clues that were left behind were a few cobwebs. At least that's what Ken knew from watching television. He mulled on it during school and it brought back the visions of his own demise which bothered him and caused him to score a less than average score on a test he had. Then there was the fact that Mr. Spooz hadn't been seen since he gave Ms. Timble a ride home. Maybe his teacher got a little too fed up with him and got him arrested or something.

It was now the weekend and without school, Ken didn't have much to do. He was always involved in his school work during the week that when it ended, he felt empty inside. Fortunatley, Ms. Timble was there for him again and occasionally, they would go out for lunch and discuss college matters together. In the meantime, the young man would stay at home, trying to keep up with the current and global events taking place around the world and trying to keep the nightmares at bay.
 
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