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Spider-Man: Instincts	By : credfield75 Category: zMisplaced Stories [ADMIN use only] > Spiderman Views: 40929 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Spider-Man (comics, animations, movies, etc) or any of his supporting cast. Disney/Marvel do. I do not make any money from this story.

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For Julia Carpenter and Jessica Drew the event transpired as if they were watching a slow motion movie scene. Unfortunately they were witnessing an actual event, not a fictitious scene. The pair watched as the unknown figure in a black spider-like costume hefted Peter up above his head and tossed him with such speed and strength that Peter flew past the two of them faster that either could react. Their hearts were pounded as the glass door shattered as Peter’s head went through it and the two women actually felt their hearts stop momentarily when the father of their unborn children cleared the penthouse railing and disappeared over the side.
“PETER!!!” The two women screamed in unison. Neither realized it at first but neither seemed to care as the darted out of the penthouse.

~*~

Peter’s spider-sense was going crazy but the blow to his skull had done a number to his cognitive functions. Barely able to keep his eyes open, Peter found that he could not make his body do anything to save him. The top of the building he had just been launched from was quickly disappearing from his view as he speed down to the pavement bellow. Peter was about to make his peace with the world when he saw something. Despite his wooziness he managed to focus on it. The large figure was falling very fast and as it neared him he realized that it was a large male figure barreling down upon him. Like a skydiver trying to save some with a faulty parachute the figure was garbed in a red and black outfit similar to something that he himself would design. In fact, if he could he would sue the person for trademark infringement, except that would require him to have a trademark, which he didn’t. The large red man extended his right arm and launched a web line that snagged Peter. The figure then pulled on the line and twisting his body in mid-air managed to grab Peter before shooting another line to stop their descent. When the line went taunt the figure sling shot them back up and towards the adjacent building.
So that’s what that feels like. Peter thought to himself as the figure now clung to the building wall with his feet. He then began pulling Peter up until he could attach himself to the wall. Peter positioned himself next to his savior and leaned against the steel re-enforced concrete wall. Lucky for him his powers seemed to have a reflexive feature, as one wrong thought and he could be plummeting back towards the pavement.
“Thanks.” Peter said as he tired to get his bearings.
“You’re welcome.” The figure said stoically.
Peter stared at his savior for a moment. He knew that voice. While it was a slightly different decibel he’d know it anywhere, it was his own.
“Kaine?” Peter rhetorically asked.
“When you get your head back on straight you might want to join us back up top. That hulk of a spider might actually be tougher than me.” Kaine said in Parker smart-alecky tone. Kaine then sprang from his spot to the next building and then back and forth until he was out of Peter’s sight.

~*~

Jessica and Julia had witnessed Peter’s situation turn out of the better as well as the arrival of someone that they normally would be less than happy to see. Charlotte Witter flew through the opening that Jessica herself had entered and launched herself at the Black Tarantula. The two women watched as the injured man fought against the Queen’s mate and the namesake. Deftly avoiding a wild punch form the Black Tarantula, Charlotte extended her giant spider-like legs and stabbed her opponent in the left shoulder.
A high-pitched scream exited the mouth of the impaled opponent. Unfortunately for the Queen, she was on the other end of the leg. The pain was excruciating but the wound had the desired effect. Charlotte pulled her spider appendage from the woman’s shoulder and watched the raw hatred glaring at her. Charlotte then brought the leg across the Queen’s face with a sickening crack. The Queen felt her jaw crack from the blow, eliminating a major offensive weapon from her arsenal.
“Thanks Grandma.” Charlotte said to herself, as she was grateful for the Intel from Madame Web.
Charlotte and Kaine had been watching the events of the day in their temporary residence when the phone rang. Charlotte hesitantly answered it to hear the voice of her grandmother on the other end of the line. Putting her on speakerphone as she requested, Madame Webb informed Charlotte and Kaine as to what was going on with all the spiders. While they normally did not have heroic tendencies she informed that it was in their best interests to help their family, if not for their family’s sake, then for their own should the Black Tarantula seek out Charlotte.
Charlotte found that she once again had her own powers back plus residual powers from the other spider women. Realizing that this needed to be dealt with, the two were further surprised by the arrival of two packages. After tipping the delivery boy, the boxes were opened and the duo produced two costumes. Kaine’s costume was reminiscent of his gene-brothers as it was a scarlet red body suit except that it was dyed black from the shoulders up and had red eye lenses. He also noted that the figures were black and there was a large black spider on his chest and back of his top. Quickly removing his everyday clothes, Kaine pulled the suit on and found that it fit him perfectly.
“You are a wonder Grandmother.” Charlotte informed her relative over the speakerphone. Kaine noted that while he was dressing that Charlotte had removed all of her own clothes and had already pulled on her black thigh high boots. Kaine watched through the eye lenses as she pulled on her full-length black gloves. Wishing there was more time for games, Charlotte slid into the singlet her grandmother had provided. Unlike the green one piece that was strapless and barely contained her ample bust, this one was black, very form fitting but did not expose any of her upper body flesh. In fact, it was almost a turtleneck as it stopped just bellow her head.
“I will be making some changes Grandmother.” Charlotte informed her as she put her facemask into place.
“Of course you will dear. Now listen to me carefully…” Cassandra Webb stated before briefing the couple on what they would face as.

~*~

The Black Tarantula was in the process of attempting to heal his own injuries when he found himself under attack by a barrage of punches. Ben Reilly, now free of the Queen’s influences, was back in control and working over the monster of a man-spider. Every time the Black Tarantula threw a punch Ben was nowhere to be found. The flipped, rolled, dodged, ducked and with each move delivered a quick, yet powerful blow to the giant’s body.
As Ben did this, his (would be) ladylove was getting in her own licks as well. Felicia, while not super-powered, was working the Black Tarantula over with whatever solid object she could get her hands. The Black Tarantula was so dazed and confused by this onslaught that he failed to notice that the third Spider-Woman was behind him until she had impaled him with all four of her spider legs. The giant of a spider man fell to his knees as he felt his considerable strength leave his body.
Peter arrived back on the penthouse floor in time to watch the Tarantula fall to the ground exhausted. Peter likewise slumped back against the railing, almost falling back over it. Charlotte slowly moved towards her one time foe. As she neared Spider-Man she slowly held out her hands to his head. Julia and Jessica moved and were about to pounce on the blonde when Peter shakingly held up his left hand at the two. Stopping in their tracks, they watched as Charlotte’s hands came to rest on the lover’s temples. For several moments neither person moved and then as if some timer went off, Charlotte removed her hands and the pair watched as Charlotte stepped away. Peter stood up almost instantly and looking in the masked faces of his lovers, executed a standing backflip and did a two-finger handstand on the penthouse railing.
“Guess who’s got his spidey grove back?” Peter asked to pair.
Charlotte grinned, actually feeling good for doing something good for someone. She then moved to the Black Tarantula and began healing his wounds.
“Why?” Kaine asked.
“Because it’s the right thing to do, and because now he can live to stand trial, and rot for everything he’s done to the other spider women.”
Julia and Jessica nodded their approval at Charlotte’s words. They knew that Natasha, Maria and Mattie would love to see that happen.
Charlotte’s smile quickly faded and then she began to gag. She reached for her throat as if she were being strangled only to find no one’s hands there.
Kaine looked beyond his lover and saw the source. The Queen had managed to fight through her injuries enough to try and exact some revenge on the blonde spider-woman. Acting on the instinct of a man protecting his mate, Kaine extended his right stinger, leapt over Charlotte and before the evil Queen could register the movement, found herself impaled on the spike extending from Kaine’s arm.
She gasped, she felt herself choking on blood that was pooling in her mouth. She couldn’t even open her mouth as it was still fractured. Kaine pushed the woman off of his stinger and flicked the blood off of it. Retracting the weapon into his arm, he returned to his mate’s side. Jessica and Julia had moved to her side and were assisting her as Kaine dealt with the Queen.
Ben Reilly moved to his former mate’s side. A part of him, the brainwashed part, was having a hard time watching this woman die. He knew why Kaine had done it. It didn’t take a genius to see the love that his brother had for the blonde Spider-Woman. As a spider man he had most likely mated with her and she was more than likely pregnant with his niece or nephew. As Felicia slid into his personal space and rested her head on his shoulder, Ben Reilly turned the two of them away from her. That part of his life was over now. He was Ben Reilly once again, and he would be Ben Reilly until his dying day.
Peter watched as the unknown figure moved towards him. Lifting his hand to his mask, Peter came face-to-face with his other brother… Ben Reilly. No words past between anyone as Peter moved forward and hugged his long lost brother. Ben returned the hug and started to apologize but Peter wouldn’t hear of it. Not only was he aware of what happened, he didn’t care. He had his brother, no… brothers back. He was no longer alone and god willing, he would never feel that way again.
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