Kraven

To hunt your prey, you needed to know your prey. Kraven had spent months studying Spider-Man to finally come up with the perfect hunt. Only he wouldn't be hunting Spider-Man; someone else would do that.

But first he needed her. To be fair, it had hardly been much of a fight. He had grabbed her while Peter was out at night and took her off to his training facility. Mary Jane was **** and kept in a cage behind him as he sat at his desk. Kraven had devised many different ways to turn the arachnid's lover into his deadliest enemy.

Nanomachines. Hypnosis. Transformation. Simply breaking her will.

All of these were viable options. He was not one to rush into things, though. Still, he needed a plan. He stood and walked over to get cage; she had been stripped naked and left defenseless in the metal box. He did have to admit that he enjoyed the look of her. She could definitely hear him plenty of strong heirs. He would even make sure she did so willingly.