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Night had fallen and the rest of the family were asleep in their rooms, tucked away in their beds. All except Susan who had snuck out of bed after midnight once her husband couldn’t be roused by her pulling the sheets off her and sitting up from the mattress. Making sure her actions didn’t wake up Reed, Susan tip toed out of their bedroom and gently closed the door behind her that even the door clicking shut barely made a sound.

“Okay… let’s see what I can do with you.”

Sneaking her way down the hall towards the hanger bay where the Fantasticar was stored, Susan turned on the lights and got a view of the wide space as she looked down at her white pajamas and rubbed her hands together. Looking down at her clothes again, she watched as the soft fabric immediately clung to her skin and molded around her like poured latex, enveloping her body like a second skin and forming a black spider in front of her chest and wrapping around her shoulders and down her legs. When her domino mask formed around her eyes, she smiled down at herself and turned, posing as she admired her appearance.

“OKAY! Let’s take you for a test run… How does this thing work?”

Looking down at her hand and turning it back and forth to see the back of her hand, her wrist and back again, she wriggled her fingers and pointed her hand out towards the ceiling. Nothing happened. Screwing her face in confusion, she looked back at her hand and tried it again, pointing her finger, waving her open hand, crossing her fingers, the ‘rock on’ symbol. Nothing.

“Is there like a trick to this? Like a pull string or something?”

Seeing what looked like a black square form on the back of her hand, Susan clenched her fist and immediately a line of jet-black webbing shot out and splattered against the hull of the fantasticar. Giving the thread a tug, it stretched slightly but remained stuck to the polished blue panel. “Neat.” Giving it a stronger tug, she was surprised that the webbing pried the small panel off the vehicle, and she was **** to duck lest she got struck in the forehead by the metal plate.

“Okay… Reed can buff that out. No harm no foul.”

Trying again and this time aiming for the ceiling, Susan smiled when a black webbing thread shout out of the back of her hand and tacked onto the roof of the hanger. Giving the webbing a tug, Susan began to climb up the self-made rope of sticky material, finding her hands could grip it yet she was unaffected by its sticky exterior. Halfway up the webbing, she spun herself upside down and hung from her hands where her feet met her hands holding the line like she had seen Spider-Man do in all the pictures she caught of him. “Okay, now THIS is pretty sweet.” Aiming her fist at another end of the hanger where a webbing line shot out, she grabbed the line and swung across the large space, laughing to herself in excitement as she swung… And headed towards the adjacent wall at break-neck speed. Panicking, she let go of the web line and closed her eyes, fearing the worst.

Hitting the wall, she hesitated to open her eyes until she slowly opened them one at a time, her domino mask squinting with her as she looked around and found she had indeed hit the wall in mid swing and was keeping herself a lot by crouching on all fours on the wall like she was on the floor.

“Wow…”

Looking around, Susan slowly began to crawl up the wall, her smile growing as she made her way up higher and higher until she reached the ceiling and still, she kept crawling. Now upside down and 30 feet from the floor. The experience was so strange, even when she turned around to sit on the ceiling and look down at the floor as if the entire world had spun upside down. This? This was fantastic, she couldn’t get enough of it. Pointing her fist at the ceiling and shooting another line of webbing out, she scurried down the line back to the floor and landed on her feet, her smile never leaving her lips even after she finally reached terra firma.

“Alright then, personal check list; climb walls? Check. Shoot webs? Check. Strong enough to lift a car?”

Eyeing the fantasticar again, Susan walked towards the flying vehicle and crouched down to her knees to snake her fingers under the blue vehicle and lifted with all her might. And with a groan of metal, Susan stood up to her full height with the mini-van sized flying vehicle over her head, being held up by her outstretched hands.

“Check!”

Gently lowering their family vehicle down to the floor and making all the effort she could not to make a sound, Susan brushed her hands clean and was eager to see what else she could do withy the Anti-Venom symbiote. Eyeing the bay door that would open for them to fly out, Susan tapped her white finger against her lip, deep in thought. Deciding, she walked over to the exit door that led outside and opened it, immediately getting a gust of air from the altitude as she closed the door behind her with a hiss of air and looked out into the city at night from over 70 stories high in the air.

“This had got to be the craziest thing I’ve ever done… “

Jumping up to crouch on the handrail with her hands and feet, Susan pointed out with her fist and a black line of webbing shot out and hit the corner roof top of a skyscraper across the street… Closing her masked eyes and exhaling a nervous breath, Susan jumped off the railing.