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Amazing Spider-Man : Evolution 1.
"Hold him," instructed Scythe absently as he painted the runes
into the ancient wood of the Talon Symbol, stolen from the Museum earlier
that evening.
"Of course I'm holding him," grunted Morbius angrily, holding
Spider-Man to his chest, one arm wrapped around his arms and chest, the
other around his legs. Spider-Man was bringing all his strength to bear
to break the hold, but Morbius seemed stronger than ever before, and
almost didn't seem to notice Spider-Man’s efforts.
"The slightest mistake in these runes," muttered Scythe,"Will
see a hole ripped open to the Negative Zone and suck us into an eternal
vacuum."
"I said I'm holding him!" snapped Morbius angrily.
"This isn't you, Michael," gasped Spider-Man, struggling to keep
his consciousness after the severe beating the Living Vampire and the
mysterious alien had given him. He'd been on his way home, webswinging
over the city to avoid the traffic, when he'd heard the alarms and his
spider-sense had gone mad. He'd quickly picked up Morbius and the robed,
green skinned alien from above the rooftops and followed them to one of
hundreds of abandoned warehouses to be found in the city, economic reform
or not,"Opening that portal will shift the dynamics of this
world's physics! You know that, Scythe told you!"
"I don't care!" hissed Morbius, squeezing tighter and making
Spider-Man cringe in pain,"It'll make me human again!"
"There'll be no one else to share that with!" grunted
Spiderman,"It'll turn flesh to liquid, water to fire, stone to rubber!
the distortion field could affect the entire City! Kill millions, just
to make you human again!"
"Ignore him, Morbius," muttered Scythe, his long, black
fingernails etching intricate runes into the Talon Symbol,"He likes
lording it over you, he doesn't know what it's like to be a freak, a
monster, a creature to be hated and feared."
"Do you really believe that?" gasped Spider-Man to Morbius,"Do
you think I'm just trying to stop you because I feel superior to you!?!"
"You're clutching at straws, Spider-Man," returned Morbius coldly,
staring at the Talon Symbol with a hunger his Undead Brethren usually
reserved for blood,"I will be human again."
"No you won't," gasped Spider-Man,"Instead of being a Living
Vampire, you'll be a human who's dead inside!"
"Shut up," growled Morbius, low in his throat.
"The only thing that separates you from other vampires is your
soul, Michael. Let him open this portal and you'll lose that, and be
more of a monster than you ever were."
"Stop calling me Michael."
"Why? Are you scared to be reminded of the very humanity you're
trying to regain?"
"Shut up, Spider-Man!"
"Almost there," whispered Scythe through gritted teeth,"The
portal will open, there will be an initial distortion effect as he says,
but it will be limited to this warehouse, just enough to reverse your
genetic make-up back to the way it was, Morbius."
"Do you really believe that, Michael?" asked Spider-Man,"Isn't
that just a little too convenient!?"
"Shut up!" Morbius roared.
"Now!" whispered Scythe in exultation,"The final rune!"
"Last chance, Michael!" cried Spider-Man.
Morbius fixed his eyes onto the Talon Symbol and pointedly ignored
Spider-Man.
"Fine," Spider-Man said sadly,"Now!"
With a strangled squawk, Morbius was thrust back across the
room, his arms going limp and useless as he was enveloped in some kind
of invisible forcefield. Spider-Man fell to his hands and knees, then
forced his doubling vision to focus as he lifted one wavering hand and
shot a webline from his custom made webshooters, directly at the Talon
Symbol.
Scythe had ignored the noises behind him, putting all
his concentration into getting the final rune etched in correctly. He'd
not traveled over eons, through the millennia, to make a mistake now and
destroy the last existing portal to his home dimension. With growing
anticipation, he prepared to close off the final rune and open the portal,
which would probably destroy most of this backwater planet, not that he
cared.
And a webline struck his hand and pulled it to the side, scratching
a huge line into The Talon Symbol.
"NOOOOO!!!!" he screamed in disbelief, even as a grinding, rumbling
noise echoed through the warehouse.
Spider-Man rushed to Morbius' side and lifted him bodily with one
hand, shooting a webline up into the rafters at the same time. Seconds
later he was pulling himself and Morbius into the roof, his every muscle
screaming in agony. He tumbled onto the walkway high above the floor,
where Scythe writhed in agony, holding his ears and screaming in pain
and disbelief.
"Thanks for the assist, Doc," Spider-Man gasped, looking up at the
astral form of his partner.
"Go now, Spider-Man!" Doctor Strange ordered,"I shall see to
Scythe's safety, and minimize the explosion when it occurs."
Spider-Man nodded wearily, lifted himself to his feet and pulled
Morbius over his shoulder, then moved with all speed to the open skylight
through which he'd entered the building half an hour earlier, before his
fight with Scythe and Morbius.
The two super-powered beings collapsed on the roof and rolled
quickly down the side, both too weak and exhausted to stop or even slow
their descent. They rolled off the side and began to fall the nearly
sixty feet towards the ground, and with a groan Spider-Man fired a webline
up at an adjacent warehouse, even as he caught Morbius ragged cape with
his spare hand.
They swung through the air, Spider-Man gritting his teeth as his
muscles protested this rough treatment. He heard a low WHUMP behind
him, and a moment later he felt a giant wall of heat smash into his back
and fling both him and The Living Vampire forward a further twenty feet,
smashing them into the flat roof of the next warehouse.
They lay like that for over five minutes, each breathing and
panting heavily, their muscles threatening to lock up in protest at their
rough treatment.
"Why?" hissed Morbius finally, sitting up suddenly, turning his
angry, red eyes on Spider-Man.
"Why what?" gasped Spider-Man,"Why did I stop you blowing up a
huge chunk of this planet just so some freaky alien neither of us had
met before could play you like a sap? I'm just that kind of guy, I guess,
Morby."
"Now you stop calling me, Michael," grunted Morbius,"You don't
have to pretend to think I'm a living being now that you've destroyed
my last chance for happiness, do you!?"
"Look at that, Michael," said Spider-Man, getting to his feet
with a groan and pointing at the burning warehouse across the street
from them,"That was your last chance for happiness?"
The fire was being kept confined to the warehouse, somehow kept
in check by Doctor Strange, who had gone along with Spider-Man in astral
form and explained to him just how The Talon Amulet could threaten the
planet.
"YES!" growled Morbius and pushed Spider-Man hard, knocking him
down to the roof. Before he could react, Morbius was sitting on his
back, slamming his cold, white fists into Spider-Man’s back with hard,
powerful blows,"MY LAST CHANCE! NOW I AM TRAPPED LIKE THIS FOREVER, A
MONSTER WHILE YOU GET TO TAKE OFF THAT MASK AND BE A NORMAL
PERSON WHENEVER YOU WANT TO!!!!"
He smashed Spider-Man's face into the floor.
"You're alive!" he growled at the near unconscious hero, then
got off of him and began storming away.
Seconds later, he was being smashed into the roof of
the warehouse, Spider-Man knocking him down in a fury. Now it was The
Living Vampire being pummeled, knocked about and beaten.
"It's a choice, Morbius!" roared Spider-Man,"I'm alive because I
chose to take what happened to me and turn it into a gift! You have to
choose life! Not death! Live in the light, not in the shadows!!"
Morbius flung Spider-Man away and scrambled away, growling like an
animal, his eyes glowing red. He drew himself up to his full height,
making an imposing figure in the flickering light of the dying flames
of the burning warehouse.
"Enough of this, the difference is, you are alive, and I am
not."
He faded back into the blackness, drawing his cape about him to
blur the line between him and the night sky. The low buzz of Spider-Man's
spider-sense faded, assuring him that The Living Vampire was, indeed,
gone.
"I'm alive," grunted Spider-Man, getting to his feet, his entire
body aching and screaming. Somehow this reassured him, because every
ache of pain was another sign that he was still alive.
"Still alive," he muttered,"I'm still alive."
Mary Jane Watson-Parker sat on the couch in a sheer green nighty
that barely covered her upper body and left most of her legs bare to the
world.
Not that it mattered, of course, she might as well have been
naked, for all the good it would have done her.
"Here I am," she muttered to herself with a wry smile,"Barely
into my twenties and already I'm sitting at home at midnight, watching
late night t.v by myself."
Of course she was alone, Peter was out swinging over the city,
fighting all kinds of Super-Villians, as well as the ordinary, mundane
thugs and mobsters. His sense of responsibility seemed to extend to
everyone in the world except his own wife.
She pushed out her cheeks and blew air through her pursed lips,
sliding one hand through her long red hair.
She'd give him half an hour, and then she'd take her right hand
to bed with her, as she did most nights.
"I play by my own rules, Chief Wolgendowski!" snapped the aging
man on the t.v, a para-celebrity at best in the Seventies who was now
appearing in a Private Eye Action series,"But I get results!"
"You tell 'em, Devlin," Mary Jane muttered, bored.
The door to the living room opened behind the couch she was
sitting on and she bounced up with a start, shocked. She turned around
and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw who it was.
"Peter, you gave me a fright!" she said, placing a hand to her
chest,"Peter? What's wrong?"
He stood in his Spider-Man costume, only the mask removed so that
his young, handsome face was revealed. His eyes were fixed with a strange
look she hadn't seen before, his teeth grinding slowly over each other
as he slowly approached the back of the couch.
"I'm alive, MJ," he whispered harshly,"You're alive."
"Yeah, I know," she returned,"Peter, you're weirding me out a
little here."
"We're both alive, Mary Jane," he said, and suddenly she realized
what the look on his face was. It had been so long since she'd seen it,
not since their honeymoon in fact.
It was pure, unbridled lust.
With the uncanny agility he'd gained from the same spider-bite
that had made him Spider-Man, he leaped over the couch and her head and
landed easily on one foot. His hands gripped her by the shoulders and
even as she let out a startled gasp, and they both fell back onto the
couch, Mary Jane letting out a startled, happy squawk.
"Peter, what are you doing!?!"
"I saw what it's like to be dead, MJ," he whispered into her ear,
then bit lightly on it, making her squirm about beneath him, chuckling
as his tongue and teeth tickled her lobe,"But I'm alive, and I intend
to enjoy life."
The little green nighty soon wasn't covering anything at all.
After the initial frenzy of removing each other's clothes - Peter
actually tearing his costume to shreds and Mary Jane pulling the tendrils
away - the two took a moment to calm themselves.
MJ lay on the couch, staring up at Peter, her entire beautiful
body shivering with joyous anticipation of what was to come. Her body,
which had once seen her offered lucrative modeling contracts and t.v roles
in cheesy soap operas before she'd made the decision to return to college,
lay before Peter, who gazed lovingly at her magnificent, giant breasts,
which stood firm and proud on her chest, her pink nipples erect and
hard, pointing directly at him. Her narrow waist curved out to her
hips, and between her firm, toned thighs was the barest thatch of red
pubic hair over shaven, pink cuntlips.
"So beautiful," Peter whispered longingly, taking her head in
his hands and kissing her softly, then with more passion as their lips
parted and tongue brushed against tongue.
He lowered himself to the couch beside her, lifting her up with
him as they encircled each others bodies, kissing and stroking each other
until finally, with an unspoken, mutual understanding, they broke apart.
Peter stood up and moved in front of her, and with an eagerness
she'd never shown before, MJ sat up and took him by the sides of his
thighs. She leaned her head forward, then stopped inches from his long,
lean cock and turned her gaze up at him, meeting his stare and smiling
up at him reassuringly. She wanted this just as much as he did, all of
her angry thoughts from barely five minutes ago had vanished, and now all
she wanted was to show her love to her husband.
Her skin was hot with arousal as she gently grasped the long
cock with both her delicate hands, then teased him by licking the tip of
his cock with her tongue. He moaned lightly and she smiled before moving
forward again and applying pressure to the eye of his penis, lightly
sucking on the small hole, driving Peter wild with pleasure and desire.
Peter's lust was infectious, it seemed, as Mary Jane grew hornier
and hornier, running her lips down the length of Peter's shaft, her mouth
coating his cock in glistening saliva.
The beautiful woman lifted from Peter's cock and leaned down,
licking at his heavy, swollen balls, caressing them with her hands before
pulling her head back and sucking firmly on the head of his cock, holding
his cocktip within her beautiful lips, applying gentle pressure to his
purple head with her teeth. As Peter groaned in ecstasy, Mary Jane
quickly plunged her mouth down over his cock and easily deep-throated his
long, lean cock, fighting the gag reflex back easily.
Peter ran his hands absently through Mary Jane's soft red hair
as she sucked on his prick, her mouth hot and wet over his
aching cock, driving him wild with pleasure.
Peter felt his lust growing to a level he wasn't ready for yet,
and pulled her away from his cock, inch after inch of his glistening
meat pulled from her mouth. He dropped to his knees and slid his hands
between hers, parting her legs easily as he prepared to return the favor
she'd just given him.
Mary Jane's tiny bush of red pubic hair beckoned to the young
superhero, who quickly pushed his face into Mary Jane's snatch, pressing
his open mouth against her hot cuntlips. His tongue flicked expertly
over her clit before wriggling its way into her pussy, scooping up tasty
drops of her warm cunt-honey. Mary Jane moaned deeply, her delicate models
hands digging past Peter's short dark brown hair as he sucked on her cunt,
his tongue writhing about inside her hot pussy. He licked up and down
Mary Jane's slit as his beautiful wife lifted her ass up, parting her
legs open to get more of his tongue into her pussy.
Peter heard Mary Jane's groans and whispered become louder and
closer together, and knew she was on her way towards orgasm. Not wanting
her to go just yet, knowing that keeping her on the edge of orgasm would
make the final moment all the more pleasurable.
Pulling his face from her cunt, Peter positioned his cock against
her eager pussy and gently pressed the head into her, moaning as he felt
her heat around him. Slowly he pushed himself inside of her, the velvet
tightness of her cunt like a sheath about his cock as Mary Jane arched
her back, shuddering as she felt her husband press his cockshaft into her
tight pussy. He grasped Mary Jane's hips, beginning to humping his young
wife's body, sliding up into her cunt again and again.
Mary Jane cried out as carnal pleasure flooded through her body,
her cunt slick and juicy with lubrication as Peter ground his cock into her
cunt again and again. MJ humped her hips up against his, her tits bouncing
as she cried out in excitement, pushed ever closer towards orgasm as
her husband fucked her harder and harder.
Her hips spasmed, her outspread legs becoming limp as Peter
narrowed his eyes, gritted his teeth and increased the force of his
thrusts into Mary Jane's cunt, sending more and more ripples of orgasmic
intensity throughout both their bodies. He leaned over her firm, sexy
body, licking her nipples with his tongue, tasting her flesh as he fucked
her cunt.
All that existed for Mary Jane at this moment the
feelings originating from her gushing, orgasming cunt, her vagina blasting
out cunt-juices from around Peter's fucking cock. He stabbed his meat
into her cunt again and again, his hips slapping against her inner thighs,
cock impaling her as her body was overtaken by total sexual and sensual
ecstasy.
The orgasm reached it's full power, hitting the climax
and blasting Mary Jane over the edge as her pleasure centers overloaded,
honey blasting from her cunt, spilling out past Peter's fucking cock,
spreading out over their bodies, mixing with sweat, pre-cum and her
previous ejaculations.
"YESSSSS!!!!" screamed MJ, throwing her head back and burrowing
it into the cushion of the couch as Peter ground his cock into her, his
meat fully inside the velvet glove of her pussy. She continued to blindly,
uncontrollably hump her cunt up against him, her tits bouncing up and
down madly, nipples swollen and so erect that they was almost painful.
"Ah fuck!" cried Peter, slamming his cock into his wife's cunt
with no regard for how she would react, so far taken in his own pleasure
now that all he wanted was to continue the pleasure for as long
as possible, taking it as high as he could. Unfortunately for him, even
a superhuman body could not endure forever, and with a groan Peter Parker
thrust his hips hard into his wife's fucking cunt and blew his load,
firing his cum deep up into her cunt.
He continued fucking into her for a few moments, then finally
his body relaxed and, with a groan, he lowered himself down on top of
her, lightly kissing the side of her face, moaning happily as Mary Jane
lay breathlessly beneath him, trying to catch her breath back, her skin
flushed with sated desire and lust.
He wrapped his arms around her waist and they settled onto the
couch, still naked, his crotch pushed up against her firm, smooth ass
as he nuzzled her neck.
They fell asleep eventually, but both were awoken several times
during the night by the rousing of Peter's cock against her ass, and they
fucked several more times, each time sending themselves over the edge of
a series of incredibly satisfying orgasms.
- WE ARE HERE! - screamed the voice in their heads, waking Peter
and Mary Jane with startled squawks. Peter gripped his head in pain, his
spider-sense buzzing angrily in his head.
"Peter? What's going on?" cried Mary Jane, looking around for
the source of the voice.
"I don't know?" he gasped,"I think that was a telepathic message."
- HUMANITY, YOU'RE TIME IS DONE, - cried the voice in their heads
again, - MUTANTS WERE THE FIRST SIGN, BUT NOW THEY, TOO, ARE OBSOLETE,
THE CHOSEN HAVE ARRIVED, THE NEW EVOLUTION OF HUMAN EXISTENCE, THE FINAL
EVOLUTION OF HUMAN EXISTENCE IN HERE, NOW! -
"My head!" cried Mary Jane, clutching the sides of her head,"That
voice is pounding through my head!"
If it was bad for Mary Jane, it was much, much worse for Peter,
who had the pain of the telepathic intrusion coupled with his spider-sense
to create the impression of a spike being pounded through his head.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, images flooded their heads of members
of The Avengers being beaten and easily defeated by seven men who seemed
to be almost exact duplicates of each other.
- WE HAVE ALREADY DEFEATED WITH EASE THE GREATEST EXAMPLES OF
THE OLD HUMANITY, THE AVENGERS FELL BEFORE US EASILY, AND ANY OTHERS WHO
THINK THEY COULD CHALLENGE OUR POWER WILL SUFFER THE SAME FATE. YOUR
TIME AS MASTERS OF THIS PLANET IS OVER, NOW YOU WILL SERVE US AS WE
LIFT HUMANKIND TO IT'S RIGHTFUL PLACE AS EVENTUAL RULERS OF THE
UNIVERSE. -
The voice paused, but before Mary Jane or Peter could recover,
it returned for one final message.
"YOU WILL SERVE US, OR DIE."
Five minutes later, the phone rang, startling them both into
shocked silence. They stared at the ringing machine as if it was a viper,
then Mary Jane dropped the clothes she'd been packing and walked to the
phone, slowly picking up the receiver.
"Hello?"
"MJ? Oh thank goodness!" cried the voice on the other line, loud
enough for Peter to hear across the room.
"Jill?"
"What's going on, MJ?" cried Jill Stacy into the phone,"Did you
hear that... that thing in your head? Paul and Dad have gone nuts, they've
grabbed guns and started barricading the house up."
Jill Stacy was one of Mary Jane's best friends, and the cousin
of Gwen Stacy, Peter's first girlfriend, who had died in his arms during
a battle with The Green Goblin. As a result, Peter was less
than comfortable with her, even less so with her brother Paul, who blamed
Spider-Man for his cousin's death.
"I'm not sure what's going on, Jill," Mary Jane replied, struggling
to remain calm,"Peter and I are heading out to his Aunt May's in Florida
just to be on the safe side."
Peter winced at the claim that they were both going, he planned to
get Mary Jane to safety and then hook up with the Avengers, X-Factor or
The Fantastic Four to see if he could help them out. He knew it was a
plan Mary Jane didn't approve of, but he had a responsibility to use his
powers to help out however he could.
"Jill, calm down," Mary Jane said, speaking calmly and slowly,
as she'd been taught in her Psychology courses,"We'll swing by your place
and pick you up, take you with us.... yes, Paul and your Father too."
Peter wasn't sure how to explain just how they'd get there, neither
he nor MJ had a drivers license, he'd never really needed one when he
could so easily swing over the city as Spider-Man.
Mary Jane hung up the phone and threw her clothes into
the suitcase, then turned to face Peter.
"No! No, Peter!" she cried, seeing what he was doing.
She'd pulled on a pair of jeans and a baggy shirt before preparing
to pack, but Peter had remained naked as he'd gotten ready, now he was
getting dressed.
And putting clothes on over his Spider-Man costume.
"Mary Jane...."
"No, Peter! you're coming with me to Florida!"
"Mary Jane.... we'll talk about this later!"
"We'll talk about it now!"
They stood staring at each other furiously for a few moments, then
a loud booming noise reverberated through their apartment, shaking the
entire building.
They rushed to the window and stared in shock at the giant fireball
down the street.
"That was the Police Preceint," gasped Mary Jane,"They blew it
up!"
"That's it," snapped Peter, pulling his mask over her face and
grabbing her with one arm,"We're going now!"
He leaped easily through the open skylight onto the roof of the
apartment building they lived in, then fired a webline and swung them
across the street, throwing out a new webline at the same time to another
building. They looked an odd sight, Spider-Man wearing half undone jeans
and a loose white shirt over his costume and a beautiful redhead under
his arm, but nobody on the street noticed, their gaze fixed on the fireball
rising from the Police Preceint.
Mary Jane was too shocked from the quick pace of events to argue
with Peter, and lay limply under his arm as he swung them towards the
home of Arthur Stacy.
Standing on a building across from the burning Police Preceint,
a man standing close to seven feet, his body impossibly lean and wiry,
his hair white and his face aquiline, turned suddenly to watch the departing
couple. His body adjusted to fit his demands, and suddenly his eyes
focused in on them, noting with pleasure that it was Spider-Man and a
particularly beautiful specimen of female.
"The hunt begins," chuckled the Fellow of The Physical Discipline,
then launched himself easily across the huge gaps between buildings,
following far behind Spider-Man's swinging form, his eyes keeping him
focused in on his quarry.
The fun had just begun.
End Amazing Spider-Man : Evolution 1.
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