Re: Prologue: Out of the Web

by **Seb** Mon 4 Nov - 18:02

She ate all. Now. With ridiculous haste. Nothing could be left to flee.

by **Admin** Mon 4 Nov - 18:24

The man watched her eat. He was not disgusted, he wasn't even affected emotionally in any way. When she was done. He spoke. She had no hears to hear with, no concept of language, but she still heard words coming from the whole in the man's head. These words had power. They would not be denied by the boundaries of physics or logic.

Although she had no way to comprehend the message, she remembered every word and every syllables. And she would remember them... forever.

by **Seb** Mon 4 Nov - 19:41

She stared at whatever that creature was. There was an odd gleam of intellect in the spider's multiple eyes, but she still did not move after what the bipedal creature had "said" to her. She did not understand... but was curious, nonetheless.

by **Admin** Tue 5 Nov - 1:16

The man gestured and emitted more vibrations, none she could hear this time. Whatever he was trying to do, was evidently pointless. when he was finished doing whatever he was trying to do, he stood up and tore away the rest of the wooden box. Taking a step back, he studied the cage and then he grabbed a part of it and pulled. The metal resisted and first, but he insisted. Slowly the metal bent and a side of the cage flapped open. Large enough or the spider to walk free. The man stepped back to give her space to leave the cage.

by **Seb** Tue 5 Nov - 7:35

What was going on? Being put in a box by strange animals who would not eat her, and then being fed and release by another one.

No, he wasn't one of them. They looked the same, but didn't feel the same. She would not be so bold as to classify him as "friend", especially that such an idea was completely alien to her. But he seemed to quality for "not mortal enemy", which was still a lot by her standards.

She very slowly, very gently walked out of the cage, as if treading on a silken floor, a terrible sight given her size, for most right-minded animals. She kept eye contact with the one that had freed her, and was especially attentive to any movement and vibration around.

She was to be free again, and was hungrier than ever.

by **Admin** Tue 5 Nov - 13:44

The man showed no fear. No alarm. No unrest. He simply stood out of her way and stared.

The room was small. It contained her cage, and what must have been this man's. A second wooden box lay behind hers pressed against the back wall, this one was elongated, thin and of low height. One side of her cage was 1 foot away from the nearest wall to the right and the opposing one was about 3 foot away. The last was about 6 foot away, it was from that wall that people seemed to be able to come in and out of the room... somehow. The ceiling was barely high enough from the man to stand up straight. It was angled so that it stood at 7 foot high near the door for a length of 2 foot, and went all the way to the back of the room at 4 feet high.

The man moved towards the front wall, the one that could lead to freedom. Behind it, she could sense movements. It was hard to pinpoint accurately due to the constant vibration of the whole room, but it seemed like people walking. She could make out one, may be two individuals nearby.

by **Seb** Tue 5 Nov - 13:55

Attracting two, unprepared, was foolish. She proceeded with caution. She weaved a strong and thick web, horizontally, and the bottom of the opening wall, if about 1 foot high. They would stick their feet into it when they would walk in.

Then she climbed up the wall, and placed herself on the wall over the door. She started rattling on the door, making noise to attract whoever was passing by, preferably alone. And she waited for it to open the door.

Freedom meant war. If it meant killing all her captors, she would. She knew she would die next time they clawed her with thunder.

by **Admin** Tue 5 Nov - 14:09

The man simply stood and watched her. He did not stand in her way. He seemed to grasp the gist of her plan and so, he knocked on the door three times. The react to this was much faster than her rattling. A human nearby came to the door. It began by generating strong vibrations around the height of its head. The man in the room with her did not react, he waited and made sure to be out of her way when what was about to happen, would happen.

The curiosity of the creature behind the wall had the best of it, and it opened a flap in the wall where the spider had planned for it. The thing's face distorted in horror at the sight of the open cage and elongated box. It ran towards the cage to study it, but only succeeded in sticking a leg firmly into the web trap and then falling face first. Hard. The fall had been completely unexpected and his haste had been great. Both combined into a broken, bleeding nose and a thoroughly helpless man sprawled on the floor 5 feet below her with his back exposed.

by **Seb** Tue 5 Nov - 15:03

No hesitation.

She jumped from the wall as soon as she could and was on the man with terrifying speed. She bit him in the neck promptly and generously injecting its venom. She had buried its chelicerae into its neck, now holding firmly its spine.

She had started killing mammals in the last weeks. She knew them for being very loud, and calling their family. This one was certainly no different, as she had seen previously. But they were soft, and they could be broken. They'd fall limp, but not dead for a while long enough for her to still eat them fresh.

She spread her forward legs even more so, and the back legs more to the back as well. Now well grounded, she suddenly gave a quick but strong tug towards the back, in ways the man knew his spinal cord was not meant to bend. During a few short seconds, he might have time enough to react, but she was still holding him, and the second time she tugged, a cracking sound could be heard. She kept him still within her chelicerae, making sure he would not move anymore.

She stayed on its back, firmly gripping on its flaccid... Skin? Or whatever it was. She would bite more and more if necessary. This kill was needed for her survival, and she had realized it might be more efficient to stick to this creature instead of trying to run away from it.

Such confrontation had an odd flavor to it, one she did not dislike, despite its... Unnaturalness.

by **Admin** Tue 5 Nov - 18:25

The man did emit strong vibrations, but stopped quickly as her chelicerae sunk deeper into his neck. It was possible that no one would have sensed them.

The man near to hear looked outside of the hole in the wall, and moved about, on the other side of it. There was someone on the way coming from that side he moved to. From his position, he would not be seen. She was currently quite exposed however.

by **Seb** Tue 5 Nov - 18:34

The blood has tasted different than it usually did.

There seemed to be no point in staying where she was.

The blood still dripped on her chelicerae and she sucked on it,

So she decided to bolt for the hole in the wall.

Sweet blood.

She would be able to find a place where to hide, assuredly. She had always used her environment to its fullest. So she did exit the room, and tried to find a place with shadows, or a corner, or some tree to climb in, although this place didn't seem all that... woody?

by **Admin** Wed 6 Nov - 23:50

When she came out, it was bright outside. There was a wall in front of her, and a passage on both side leading about 3 meters either way. It opened up on clear blue skies. On her right, there was a man there with a new claw she had never seen in his hands. Smaller than both the other ones. He could hold this one in a single hand and he had it already lifted towards her. He was two meters away, but he was ready and alert. If the claw was like the first ones, he would attack at least once before she reached him.

by **Seb** Thu 7 Nov - 7:10

Being aggressive was necessary. But dying in the process of liberating oneself was a futile process. She quickly moved back through the hole whence she came. She climbed the wall to the right if the hole and placed herself at a particular height: now that she knew the claws were separate from their bodies, she would snatch it off from them when she could. At this height, she would be able , with but a stretch of her leg, to strike the claw in a vertical downward motion, the most efficient and powerful strike given her form and position. She'd patiently wait, unmoving and silently and as soon as the claw would come in, she'd hit it, and promptly attack its ex-wielder.

by **Admin** Thu 7 Nov - 20:50

She could sense the man stand in front of the door. He didn't dare get in. Losing patience, the man with her stepped forth grabbed the man by the hands and pulled him in. In the process the claw fired and her ally's hand exploded open. Regardless, her enemy was projected, weaponless, in the back of the room with hitting the cage on the way. He then fell on the floor wracked in pain. That didn't stop him from trying to get back up on his feet. This one seemed to be fast, he would not stay helpless for long.

by **Seb** Thu 7 Nov - 20:55

No matter. She didn't care about her "not enemy" losing a limb, didn't care about him dying, or about anything else. The man that had fallen on the ground, he was the prey, the target. As soon as they had come him, she was on the move, running to rush in.

As soon as the man was on the ground, she bit him in the face, her strong chelicerae cutting flesh, injecting venom as she could. She knew they yelled, like every other mammal. They all did, they all called for help from their packs and families.

While she held to his face, she thought it a safe plan to plant her "claws" (from her legs) solidly in his eyes, as deep as she could, using her free back legs. Losing grip wasn't an option.

by **Admin** Fri 8 Nov - 12:53

The man died a painful and noisy death. He fought back valiantly, but he had lost his claw and the spider was as strong as he was. And she had many more limbs to express that strength with. Her own claws dug deeply into his eyes, and then into his brain.

Her "not enemy" was just beyond the door by then. He was studying the claw with his remaining hand and did not pay much mind to the destroyed one.

She also could tell that there were movement and activity above them. Based on the vibrations, there were at least five other humans left. They were scrambling around all over the place in whatever much larger room was above them.

by **Seb** Fri 8 Nov - 13:28

Now was the time to move. She went outside, still feeling the warm of her prey on his chelicerae and on her face. She ran outside of the room, and would, this time, try to find some place to hide.

She would probably need to take them out one by one, possibly moving between each kill. So the first step was finding a spot where to hide, in the shadows (if it was night), or simply a corner or hole (if it was day).

Once that'd be done, she would wait and "listen" to the vibrations and wait for the opportune moment.

by **Admin** Sat 9 Nov - 13:03

The spider left at all speeds, her "not enemy" losing sight of her quickly. In the entire realm of sight she never would have ever thought possible, the one that she was seeing now ranked at the top.

As she came out of the small passageway to the right, the entire world opened up the her. And the world was filled with endless water in all directions. There were no trees, no land, no life. Just water, forever. The only solid thing in sight was this floating thing they were on. It was big, several meters long, and it had two floors. The room she was trapped in was in the far back of the lowest floor. As far as hiding places went the only efficient one she could see was the sides of this huge white thing.

by **Seb** Sat 9 Nov - 14:46

That would do. It wasn't very different than a floating piece of wood on a river in the forest. This was a larger piece of wood on a larger river, it was all.

There would be no choice: she would climb into the exterior walls of the huge piece of floating wood/rock. They would not see her in a direct line of sight, and would probably miss her. She would be patient. She did not mind waiting for a very long time, until the time was right for her to hit them one by one.

With her current strength, she would probably even be able to grip one of them if they passed very close to her, and pull them into the huge pool of water with only two grappling legs, while the six others would keep her firmly onto the wall. She would see.

In the meantime, she would simply hang there, on that wall, and wait for the right moment. Perhaps even until nightfall.

by **Admin** Mon 11 Nov - 14:28

By then, she realized that the entire wood piece was no longer shaking like it did before. This helped her a lot in sensing the vibrations all around her. She was able to understand many of the things that was happening on it. Her "not enemy" had lost sight of her and did not seem to try to find her. He was more intent on trying to survive on his own against the armed men. Taking the same turn right she had, he was forced to continue towards the front of the wood piece where she simply walked to the outside. This lead him to an ambush against two of the men. He had the small claw, but he did not use it. Instead he just endured brutal punishment while running towards them.

There was one human still upstairs, it was alone in a room. The two others had taken the other path to the sides of the ship and would eventually be lead behind the back of her "not enemy".

It would be extremely easy for her to save her not enemy by going behind the men firing on him. Taking the gamble that he can survive this first battle, it would also be extremely easy for her to just stay were she was and for the two others to come out from the passageway where they would be easy prey. She was sure she could take at least one out into the water before they could react.

She could also wait and see how many her "not enemy" can take down before dying. The possibilities were endless.

by **Seb** Mon 11 Nov - 14:39

This needed to be done with. As its identity implied, she did not care much about her "not enemy", but it was still wreaking havoc on her enemies, and needed to do so for as long as possible. In the end, she might need to kill him too.

She crawled with great speed on the outer side of the boat, until she'd be behind one of the "ambushers" and would take at least one down, by swiftly pulling him onto the water with her strong (and rather scary) legs. Depending on everyone's position following that, she would see what the next move would be.

by **Admin** Mon 11 Nov - 15:29

She recognized them as two of the hunters that had shot her down back in the jungle. The poor guys never believed what happened to them. What looked like a mere mortal man was ignoring their bullets while jogging towards them. The bullets did affect him, however, he just didn't care. His previously exploded hand was back, and he used it to grab the first man's face and slam it into the floor neck first so hard the skull broke, freeing a good portion of his brain to slide away and fall into the water.

Meanwhile, his friend barely had better fate. He was walking backwards while shooting her "not enemy" with every bullet he had when she made it behind him. Just as her "not enemy" was making a grab for the face she was ready and her victim had no idea she was even there...

by **Seb** Mon 11 Nov - 16:33

Throwing the enemy overboard seemed a waste of energy.

Four huge hydraulic legs spawned from behind the human, and grabbed him, slamming his back against the rail and firmly keeping him there. Her "not enemy" would kill it, and they both would be safer for it and quickly done with that one. More were on the way, and she would quickly go back on the outer side of the boat to surprise snd ambush one of the two, the one that her "not enemy" would not be heading towards.

by **Admin** Tue 12 Nov - 1:15

Her not enemy did not seem to understand at first that she expected him to kill this man. He seemed rather to expect her to very expediently do so. When he did get the hint, however, he punched through the man's chest and spoke to him. Words that would not be denied and that even she heard, although they were meant for the dead man and did not burn in her mind as the ones he and told her earlier.

When she was back on the side of the boat, the two other man turned and began to shoot at the stranger on their ship. He was hit once, and no longer seemed willing to ignore the damage to his body quite as much. He glanced towards the side of the ship, where he now knew she lay in wait and moved towards the stairs on the front of the ship which lead to the second floor. That would provide cover for him and firing on him would force them to turn their backs to the giant spider they hadn't seen.

They were none too bright, it would seem, or may be dealing with what they saw was just too much for their minds to grasp. Intent to kill and destroy what they could not understand, they made their way to the front of the side, aiming towards the top of the stairs. Her "not enemy" awaited midway to the top and jumped down on the chest of the nearest man, leaving the other one for her.

He landed on the man's chest with both feet and most of his weight. Had she ears to hear, she could have witnesses the sound of several ribs breaking all at once. But the boat was swaying and the impact wasn't as well executed as it could have been. As a result, the victim survived, but he was in great pain and coughing blood.

Meanwhile, the giant spider had a new victim to dispatch...

by **Seb** Tue 12 Nov - 8:13

She had waited, to feel how her foes would react, where they would run to. She felt the boat tugging a bit, her "not enemy" disapearing from her senses for a brief moment , and then he was back, squashing one of two foes.

That was the time. The other foe would be distracted by his ally being killed and their enemy in his face. She suddenly ran back onboard, approaching the second enemy from behind with the intent of violently smashing and maiming the arm that held onto the thunder claw. Then, she would swipe his only two legs, and when he would fall, she would bite and poison him wherever she could.

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