A Spiders Web and a Willows Shade

Chapter 21 A night with Peter turns into a night in a cell

It was Saturday night when I spent the night at Peters. When his Aunt pulled into the drive way I saw the familiar duplex.

“Thanks for letting me stay the night Mrs. Parker.”

“Oh, it’s no problem dear, just make yourself at home.” When we got inside I looked around, it really was a nice house, I didn’t notice it because last time I was here I was crying my eyes out like a little kid when they got spanked.  I felt someone wrap their arms around me.

“Are you okay?” I turned around and kissed Peter on the lips.

“I’m okay,” I replied.

After dinner that night I took a steamy hot shower. The water was hotter than what it should normally be because I made it hotter with my mutation. The hot water helped me clear my mind, it helped me see. And when I say see I mean see the future. I know pretty flipping cool right. What I saw that night wasn’t a pretty sight. I saw a tall dark cell, but yet I saw light. I heard to familiar voices, Chris and Iris. Then I saw what scared me the most, I saw someone plunge to their death, that person, me. I knew in that moment I was going to die. I didn’t want to die, but I knew it was my fate, my destiny, something I couldn’t escape no matter how hard I’d try. I silently cried for a while thinking of Peter and Phil, I loved them both so much it was that moment I decided to keep my death a secret. When I was done with getting ready for bed I mumbled something about going to bed to Peter and his Aunt May. As soon as I hit the bed in the guest bedroom I fell into a deep slumber.

I knew what this was from, my vision. I felt a sharp needle go into my arm.

“Ouch!” I yelled, as I tried getting up, but I couldn’t I was strapped down to a table. I struggled to get free, but the more I struggled the tighter the straps got. The only thing I could think of doing was burning the straps. That didn’t work at all, if anything the straps got tighter.

“The more you struggle Miss. Manz the tighter the straps are going to get.”

“Chris,” I stated harshly.

“And Iris,” Iris added in probably not wanting to be left out.

“And Iris,” I added just as harshly.

“Someone’s cranky,” Iris said shinning a bright light in my eyes.” Iris clicked off the light, “You know you were right Chris killing Phil was a good idea, too bad it didn’t work out.” Chris looked like he was about to say something, but then decided against it.

“You’re idea of cloning Willow is just as good.” When I heard Iris say that, I really began to freak out, I struggled more and more, and when I did that the straps got tighter and tighter. I began to get tears in my eyes, but I quickly blinked them back.

“Why don’t my powers work?”

“Chris is really smart Willow; he made sure your powers wouldn’t work here.”

“You’re not really cops are you?”

“No we’re not; we don’t get along with authority.” Chris went over and pressed a button and the floor opened. Iris unstrapped me and shoved me in the hole. This is it I thought as I was falling; this is the end of me. I hit the floor, I looked up and the hole closed. I got up, I was fine, that wasn’t my death, I can still live another day for now. And I was going to make every day count.