The Spider Killer

Charles, unknowing of what his wife just found, continued his work as normal. Going through class after class until finally, it was his lunch break. As he sauntered towards the cafeteria he fished out his phone again and called Nana’s civilian number. After three rings the call was picked up with a familiar, “Hello? What are you calling for dear?”

Charles raised an eyebrow at her question as he walked through the doors of the cafeteria. “The **** incident, or rather the lost phone incident? Do you remember? I am calling about that, clearly, things went well but I wanted an update.” He said curiously towards her. After Nana nervously responded that yes she took care of it he grew even more suspicious. “Nana, what in the blazes happened?”

A sigh from the other end before Nana answered. “You could always figure me out when I am hiding something, huh? That has been such a pain when I am planning surprises.” She began before Charles reminded her what the discussion is supposed to be about. “I was getting to that! *Sigh* Fine, I found it but when I got to where it was I found a mass **** scene. But, here’s the creepy part, they were already dead when you were called so the killer must have called you.”

A chill went up Charles’ spine and it wasn’t only because he apparently just talked to a mass murderer, although that was surely part of it. “Did the killer figure out who you are?” He asked her, remembering that there was info on his phone that revealed that Nana was the alter ego of the superheroine All Muscles. “And tell me honestly Nana.”

A long pause followed Charles’ request. Finally, Nana said, “You know you used to never call me Nana. I wonder what happened…” That took Charles back but before he could gather himself together and remind her of what he asked she continued. “I will deal with this myself, you better not follow me. I destroyed the tracker earlier, so don’t even try.” She informed him before hanging up abruptly.

‘Darn it, she hung up on me! She never does that, this must be serious.’ Charles thought to himself as he went to another number in his contacts. A recent addition to his list of “friends”. ‘Fine, I won’t follow you but even a heroine like you needs help. I just hope our new friend could be just that.’

Somehow, Charles wasn’t hungry anymore.

…

‘Sorry Charles I can’t let you get yourself in danger again. Now, where is that killer psycho!?’ All Muscles thought to herself as she flew above the city searching for the scent of this loose killer. The forensics found a blood splatter that didn’t match any of the victims, as they headed to test it Nana turned her nose into a bloodhound’s and used the scent to hunt her prey.

Finally, she picked up the scent again and looked down to see a vacant mansion instantly she changed her path downwards and with a sudden burst of speed barrelled through the roof of the killer’s hideout. As she entered the mansion however she felt a sticky web entangle her. Unable to move she looked down and saw a hideous middle-aged man with six arms looking up at her with a sickening grin on his face. He then said with a deep voice that Charles would have recognized from the phone call, “I see even a strong superheroine such as you can’t get out of my spider’s web, Nana Summers…?”

All Muscles chuckled. “Heh, a spider’s web huh? Then I guess I will just cut through it like a scorpion!” She screamed and with those words, she grew a scorpion tail from her lower back and cut through the web with ease. She then gently floats down to the floor across from the killer. “Now, make it easy and- W-what’s happening…?” She began before she suddenly felt like she couldn’t feel her body as she collapsed under her own weight.

As the spider killer stalked closer to her he explained, “Like a spider, I lace my venom on my webs, and like any other insect you too feel it.” He then opened his mouth wider to show his human teeth ready to rip apart his prey. “I will devour you and then I will be known as the killer of All Muscles, I will be infamous!”

“Sorry spider freak, the only one getting devoured here is you.” A voice unfamiliar to the spider killer said as he heard the sound of crawling from behind him. He immediately turned only to feel a pain in his upper left shoulder before being pulled closer to the voice. “Ah you bleed like a spider too, I don’t normally eat insects as they aren’t very nutritious to me. But I may make an exception for you.”

“Y-you’re Vlada!” The spider killer said before he felt the knife and chain pulled out of his shoulder and began wrapping around his neck. “B-but you’re All Muscles’ arch nemesis! Why are you helping her!?”

Carmilla smiled as she readied her fangs. “Oh, that? No, those were just minor arguments. We’re friends!” Carmilla said happily and with that confusing explanation, the spider killer felt the chain grow tighter at the same time he felt two needle-like intrusions enter his neck before feeling his blood slowly drain. “Ah, your blood is still nasty. I may need to suck a little from my dear friend to cleanse my palate.”

After that, neither of the two said a word, the only sound filling the mansion was the sound of Carmilla sucking the spider killer’s blood. First from the neck then on his torso as she wrapped the chain so tight that she couldn’t suck all of his blood from his neck. Of course, by that point, the man was already dead and so the taste got even worse for Carmilla. This was the sight and the sounds Nana was **** to witness as she slowly began to regain feeling and control over her body.

Afterward, Nana was handed water by Carmilla to regain her strength as the sound of Carmilla’s “babies” devouring the rest of the spider killer went on behind her. “Since you saved my life, for this time only, I will let you go.” She began before pausing. “Thank you.”

“Aw shucks, you’re welcome.” Carmilla began as she theatrically acted as if she was shot by her thanks. She then explained, “But you shouldn’t be thanking me. You’re lovely and hung husband called me and told me that you needed help.” Nana then looked downcast as she looked back to what she said before she hung up on him.

‘I should apologize to him when I get home.’ She told herself before she finished the water Carmilla gave her. She then looked over to her and asked, “Was that true what you told him?”

“Which party? The spider thing? Well-” She began before Nana put her hands up to insinuate that she got it wrong. “Then what part were you unsure of?”

“The minor arguments’ do you truly remember it that way?” She asked her curiosity about what Charles’ power did to her.

She shrugged, “I guess they weren’t really minor to us back then but… Yeah. That’s how I looked back on it. I am glad we are much more cordial now. As much as I enjoyed our fights, I like how close we became.” She answered her as if it were talking about some long past small disagreement. She then turned to her monsters and called out, “We’re done here, boys and girls! Let’s go home.”

…

It was dark out when Nana entered her home. She was dreading this moment ever since her talk with Carmilla, it was the closest the married couple has ever gotten to a marital spat that she heard all her colleagues and elders talk about. How will he react? Will he be distant, maybe even angry, perhaps he will just forgive me like it was water under the bridge? No, even if he did she had to apologize.

When Nana entered the living room her husband was waiting for her. He looked downcast before his head turned to her, she could have sworn he had superspeed when he then leaped out of the couch and rushed towards her before giving her a bear hug. “You’re back! Carmilla told me you were okay but you didn’t call so I just got even more worried!” He began before Nana slipped out of his grip and then fell to the floor.

“Y-you okay, dear!?” Charles asked worried before realizing that she was bowing before him. “Dear, what’s going on?”

“I’m so sorry Charles!” She cried out, her face still facing the floor. “I didn’t want you to get hurt so I pushed you away. I am a bad wife! I seek your forgiveness. Punish me, make me apologize, please! I just need to pay for it somehow.”

Charles didn’t really think she needed to apologize so he simply said uncertainty, “I forgive you…?” That didn’t work for Nana as she then took a kneeling position before dragging her knees behind her as she crawled towards him.

“No! I need to apologize, here let me soothe your cock my hubby. You must have been so worried sick that you didn’t even take time to get rid of your hard-on.” She said in a breathy voice as she started to struggle with Charles’ pants to get to her husband’s cock.