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Giant spiders were reported at the Destiny City Botanical Garden, but upon police arrival none of the spiders could be found. This either means that everyone there had a mass hallucination, or worse…There are Giant Spiders still out there, lurking in Destiny City. You might have been at the Gardens, you might not have—but you’re about to get up close and personal with a giant spider while you are out one night. At first, nothing seems amiss; the spiders have no energy signatures and can creep silently, but they appear out of nowhere. They are easily the size of a small car and can appear alone or in groups. Their legs are strong and sharp, and they have long fans the size of steak knives. Toxic foam dribbles from their mouths, so if you’re fighting them—be careful. The spiders can be defeated or will run away if they are too damaged, but another spider will always arrive to claim the carcass of the fallen. You can run, fight, call for help—anything—just be careful. Those spider bites are a pain…
Again with the reports. The stories. Sitting in her hospital bed, Mordred Pendragon, bane of Destiny City Memorial Hospital Staff and several ER Doctors and no less than four child service agents and specialists, sat upright, bagel in one hand, kindle in the other. Plain cream cheese, salmon and capers, (all courtesy of Arthur) and to drink some yogurt drink that a decent nurse, (nurse number 9 as she’d been dubbed, though she was actually only the fourth nurse to have been assigned to look after the hellion that was the caged Pendragon), had exposed her to in an attempt to win Mordred’s ever fluctuating levels of affection and appreciation. The terrible 14 year old poured over the story over and over again with the eye of a critical reader who had once tested in the highest percentile and had she’d been tested again, would be found that despite all her sufferings and misgivings, her reading skills had not changed in the slightest, she was still very much above average than her peers and would and could test out of any reading program set before her.
The police were speculating, (making up bullshit as per the usual, as the kid who shared her room had said. She liked the other girl. She was in because her dad had broken her arms in a drunken rage. Her mom already had the divorce. Custody was shared, but if Spacewatch had anything to do with it, the second that the senshi of comets had her leg back, the man wouldn’t have custody at all. Not that she’d kill the guy. Actually, she just might. It was a very weird moral dilemma she’d rather not dwell on anytime soon because mostly, she didn’t know how to kill someone much less want to sink to such a low as the same negaverse levels that had taken from her everything she’d ever known). Her roomie’s parental problems aside, Mordred poured over the news feed again, sneering over the reporter’s appearances, and more, listening to the police lie outright. Nothing bad happened. Lies. No deaths. Also likely a lie. More like covered up by senshi, knight, or nega. They may have been terrorists but they cleaned up their messes well enough. Police then said to report anything unusual.
She looked at her phone.
“Hello?”
“Hello, this Destiny City tip line.”
“Yes I have a tip about the botanical gardens and the so called giant spider attacks?”
“Alright ma’am can we get your name and number?”
“Yeah but, can you tell me why you need tips about ******** giant spiders? They’d ******** giant spiders. Hard to miss. Either way, you wanted a tip so I got one.”
The woman on the tip line was not amused but she hadn’t hung up.
“Raid. Fill some guns with raid darts. Boom done. Also my name is Mordred Pendragon, legit for reals, this is my number, come police me or whatever. Ya’ll are lyin.” She hung up.
Needless to say, the nurse removed her phone when the police showed up to lecture her later that night.
