Arachnoid

Jimmy Fiver, Rocko Spinelli, and Jordy Knives all stood in an alley, staring at the corpse. It was just lying there, bleeding out all over the concrete. The trio was used to corpses; they'd been running with Silverback's crew for years. A day where they didn't make a corpse was a rarity for them.
What was unique about the corpse was its apparel. It was clad in an orange and black suit bodysuit, with large orange bug eyed goggles on the mask. Emblazoned on the solar plexus (and now sporting a new hole) was a large, orange spider. 
Rocko and Jordy looked at Jimmy, who was holding a still smoking gun in his hand. Jimmy was still staring at the corpse, hardly believing what happened. 
He'd just killed a cape.
Specifically, he'd killed Arachnoid. The three of them had all had run-ins with the hero before. Arachnoid was an acrobatic, smartass superhero who'd flip around and make fun of them while kicking their asses. Sure, running into Arachnoid was better than running into someone like Mr. Punishment, but people in the trio's line of work tended to really, really hate capes. Arachnoid was no exception. Rocko specifically remembered the bastard pantsing him with his stupid webs, something he was still mad about. 
Rocko nudged Jimmy. "Shoot 'im again," he said. "Make sure he's dead." Jimmy just stood there, still in shock at what he did.
People like Jimmy Fiver didn't kill capes. Hell, even people like Doombringer or Professor Cephalopod didn't kill capes, despite their best efforts. And yet, there was Arachnoid, dead on the ground with a hole from one of Jimmy's bullets in his chest. 
Rocko, tired of waiting for Jimmy, took out his own gun and started filling Arachnoid's corpse with more holes. 
"How d'ya like that, asshole?" Rocko yelled, laughing with each gunshot. 
If Arachnoid wasn't dead before, he was now. The cape's body had more holes in it than one of Jordy Knives' weaker alibis.
Jordy, who'd been quiet up until now, asked, "H…how?" Jordy had been there when Arachnoid was killed, had seen it happened, but even he didn't believe it. Jimmy couldn't blame him. 
"I just…he flipped down, made some smartass comment, and I shot 'im. I…I didn't think I'd kill 'im. He usually flips out of the way."
"Is this the real guy?" Jordy asked.
"Fuck yeah, he's the real guy," Rocko answered. "We all saw this fucker do his flippy-dippy web tricks and land in front of us. Only Arach-hole is able to do that."
"We should call Dominic," Jordy said, referring to Silverback's second in command. 
Rocko scoffed. "Why, so he can take the credit?"
"He could pay us for this," Jimmy pointed out numbly. 
Rocko rolled his eyes. "Fine, you gals run to Daddy Dommy. I'm gonna make sure that Arach-hole's funeral isn't open-casket."
Jimmy and Jordy turned away as Jordy dialed up Dominic. 
Rocko, meanwhile, decided to pants the corpse. Petty, sure, but he was still pissed about what that bastard did it to him, especially since it had been on the one day where all of his underwear was in the wash. 
Rocko pulled down Arachnoid's pants, revealing the hero's underwear. He had undies with little spiders on them. Heh. Cute. 
Rocko turned away from the dead body and got out his phone, planning on getting a selfie with the corpse. From his phone's camera, he suddenly saw a long, black arm burst from Arachnoid's chest. Before Rocko could react, the arm grabbed him by the throat and hurled him into a wall head-first. His skull exploded like a watermelon dropped from a skyscraper. 
Jordy and Jimmy turned to see what that noise was. The first thing they saw was the bloody remains of Rocko's skull and headless body. However, before they had time to process Rocko's death, the gangsters saw more arms bursting from Arachnoid's chest. 
One arm became two, which became four, which became six, then all six bent down to the ground and pushed something out. The creature exploded out of Arachnoid like a bug from a cocoon. It was tall, close to seven feet tall. Jimmy distantly noted that that seemed impossible; wasn't Arachnoid shorter? Its six arms were attached to a large, bulky body, a body that stood up on two tree trunk like legs. Each of its arms ended in clawed, three fingered hands. Its head was dotted in hundreds of eyes, and in place of its mouth were large, snapping, drooling pincers. The creature was covered in hair like a tarantula, hair matted down by Arachnoid's blood. 
The creature stood for a moment, looking around the alley, breathing heavily. Jimmy and Jordy just stared at it in horror, hoping that maybe if they stayed still the creature wouldn't notice them. For a very long moment, no one moved. The only sounds made were the creature's breathing and the tinny voice of Dominic from Jordy's phone, asking what the hell was going on. 
Suddenly, the creature jumped onto a wall – the same one it threw Rocko into – and crawled with incredible speed towards the two horrified gangsters. 
Jordy and Jimmy ran as fast as they could, away from whatever the hell this creature was. Jordy yelled into his phone, "DOM! GET US SOME BACKUP! ARACHNOID'S DEAD AND IS NOW SOME – gak!"
Jordy was cut off as the creature snagged him with a web line from one of its claws. It started reeling him towards it.
"Jimmy! Help me!" Jordy yelled as he was being dragged away. Jimmy stopped briefly only to see Jordy yanked into the monster's grip. The creature jumped onto a rooftop, taking Jordy with it. Even when they were out of sight, Jimmy could still hear Jordy screaming.
Jimmy ran down the labyrinthine alleyways, away from the screams, trying to get away from whatever that was. That couldn't be Arachnoid, right? Arachnoid was some smartassey prick, not… that. He wasn't some kind of monster. He didn't kill. He just made jokes and webbed up bad guys. 
Right?
Jimmy stopped, breathing heavily and hoping he wasn't about to have a goddamn heart attack. Maybe, he hoped, he'd gotten away. He couldn't hear Jordy screaming anymore. Maybe that creature was satisfied killing Jordy and Rocko. Maybe it'd spare him. Maybe – 
Jimmy heard something above. 
Shit.
He aimed his gun at the rooftops, waiting for any more movement, anything to give him a clue where that thing was. 
There! He fired, praying to God that he hit something. His prayers, however, fell on deaf ears, as he didn't hear a scream, cry, thud or any noise that would indicate he hit anything.
He walked backwards, still looking up, gun aimed in the air.
"You think you can kill me, freak?" he yelled with a confidence he didn't feel. "I killed you before, and I'll do it again!"
More movement. He fired again.
Maybe…maybe that got him, Jimmy thought, as he continued backing up. 
He looked down, and saw a spider coming towards him. Jimmy stepped on the bug. "That one of your cousins, freak?" he yelled. 
He saw another spider crawling around. 
Wait.
Not just another spider. 
Spiders. 
Hundreds of them. 
All coming towards him. 
He tried firing at them, but he had nowhere near enough bullets to get them all. They started crawling up his shoes and onto his legs. He dropped his gun in a panic, flailing about and patting himself down, trying desperately to get the bugs off him. Despite his best efforts, he could still feel hundreds of tiny, eight-legged bodies crawling all over him. In his frenzy, Jimmy lost his balance, and fell back into something sticky. 
A web. 
A giant spider web. 
He struggled furiously to escape, but he was unable to even budge it. As he struggled, more and more spiders crawled towards him. They were crawling onto the web and on his legs and up his pants and on his chest and arms and neck and oh God he was covered in spiders!
Jimmy screamed, a poor decision as spiders raced into his mouth. He looked up, and could see above him, perched on the web, the monster that came from Arachnoid's corpse. Its large, blood-soaked body and many eyes were illuminated by the moonlight. The creature crawled towards him, its pincers snapping in anticipation. 
He tried to scream or beg or apologize or say anything, but his throat was too clogged with spiders to get any noise out. 
The last thing Jimmy Fiver ever saw was his own terrified, spider covered face reflected in the creature's many eyes. 
Category:Dorkpool
Category:Monsters