I land on the roof of the place and I frown when I see it was closed down for the night. My senses have been screaming at me since I decided to check in on my mother.
Nostalgia and all that.
I hear a noise at the back of the building and I swing around to see someone laying on the ground and taking stuttering breaths.
My eyes widened and I launched myself down to the ground and was by the person's side in a heartbeat.
Only to feel my heart drop. There, covered in blood with several bullet wounds in her chest, was my mother.
My senses abruptly quiet and I walk up to her, kneeling at her side and taking her hand.
"It's too late." She shudders.
"I know." I whisper, bringing my free hand up to pull down my mask and shove up my goggles.
Her bleary eyes widened, "Madeline." She pauses and corrects, "Raphael."
"Yeah," I blink harshly, feeling tears filling my eyes, "It's me."
"I'm sorry." She sighs.
"Kind of late for that." I told her.
She closes her eyes and relaxes back into the ground, "I know."
"Maybe in another life, we could've reconciled."
She smiles, "Maybe."
"Dean do this?" I ask.
She coughs up some blood but manages a weak nod.
"Okay. I'll stay with you."
She smiles, "Thank you, Raphael. You've become such a beautiful person."
A few more seconds pass and her breathing slows to a stop and her grip on my hand goes slack. I let go and bring my mask back up and my goggles back down.
I had a bastard to hunt down and take care of.
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The Spider: Origins
ActionI've had my spider abilities for two years and have been in action for for a year and a half. My name is Raphael Belle and let's do this one more time, yeah? (Quick Note: This story is finished and written, I was gonna just post it all at once, but...
