Part Three
Once again captured by the bad guys, I was brought to the
Six’s hideout: a research facility on the far side of town, owned by Norman
Osborn. There, I had the unfortunate pleasure of meeting the rest of the
villainous group: another creature that was similar in nature to Venom (only
more sinister-looking), a lizard man, and a man whose body was propelled by
robotic tentacles like an octopus.
“So, this is the Sinister Six,” I named them (although I
believe that’s the name already meant for them). “Or is it more like ‘Fearsome
Five’ now?”
“SHUT YOUR MOUTH!” I clearly triggered the surviving
goblin man, who arrived at the facility shortly after the vulture man and I
had. “You killed the son that I wish I had in my dimension – fearless and vindictive! I swear I will avenge
him…by killing you!”
“We’re all for that idea!” the Venom clone backed. “We’ll
sever her head from her body and deliver it to Shredder and Krang. As far as
the body…well…it has been awhile
since we’ve feasted.” His tongue, twice as revolting as Venom’s, oozed with delight
at the very notion of eating my body. I was surrounded by psychopaths that all
had it in for me, all ‘cause of a stupid bounty placed by a couple of stupid cartoon
baddies.
But one of them did put a muzzle on their bloodlust – the
octopus man. “We’re bringing her in alive,”
he declared. “Right now, let’s worry about getting a gateway into Dimension X
opened.” He appeared to be the Six’s resident expert on interdimensional tech,
using the facility’s resources (which were fluent in interdimensional
properties in this dimension) to create a portal into this “Dimension X,” which
must’ve been the home of Shredder and Krang…or just Krang.
“Typical Saturday Morning villain trope,” I criticized
this master plan of theirs. “I’ll escape again
like I did before…with my friends’ help.”
“The game has changed this time, Doctor,” the lizard man told me (he had a British accent of his
own). “Shredder and Krang aren’t the same men as before. They’ve become much
bolder versions of themselves while scouring all of the multiverse for you.”
I scoffed, not buying a word of it. “Those two? Don’t
make me laugh.”
The lizard man only just smirked at me and told me what I
already knew: “There’s a hunt out for you, Doctor. Fortunately, we beat the
rest of them to the punch.”
“Did somebody say ‘punch’?” a familiar, wise-cracking
voice said right before Peter B. leaped in and struck the lizard man across the
face.
He didn’t come alone. He was accompanied by four other Spider-Men. There, of course,
was young Miles Morales. And then there were the other three: a Spider-Man with
a highly-detailed costume (the “webs” on it were third-dimensional), a Spider-Girl dressed in a white-hooded costume
(complete with turquoise ballerina slippers), and a Spider-Man in an armored
costume.
That third one recognized me somehow, as he swung over me
and shouted, “Nice seein’ ya again, Doc!” Perhaps we met at a time that I
haven’t yet experienced? That was always the case (particularly with my wife,
River Song).
Venom arrived with the Spider Squad. This must’ve been
the team he was referring to. Together, they engaged in battle with the
remaining members of the Six – except for the octopus man, who was busy putting
the final touches into his dimensional portal. I made a move to stop him with
my sonic, but it only attracted his attention.
He had one of his robotic tentacles snatch me by the arm
I intended to use the sonic with and hoist me up a few feet off the floor.
“Now, now, Doctor,” he taunted me. “Shredder and Krang warned me about your
sonic tech, so I took the liberty of making my machine ‘sonic proof’.”
“But is it spider
proof?” I heard Miles ask.
I didn’t see him anywhere in sight…and neither did the
octopus man…until the sneaky lad materialized near the machine, having cloaked
himself. He then short-circuited it by merely putting his hand against it,
unleashing some sort of electric charge (I had no idea he could do that!).
The effect created a power vacuum within the lab, sucking
most of everything into the portal, including the remaining members of the Six.
The whole ordeal gave me flashbacks to a time in one of my previous lives I’d
rather not go into for this narrative.
Anyways, I was nearly sucked in myself, had it not been
for good ol’ Miles.
Venom shut down the machine, pounding it to scrap metal
with his bare hands, trapping the Six within whatever dimension they went to.
After all the excitement, I heard the TARDIS engines
reverberate through the area and witnessed my oldest friend’s arrival there, bringing
Ryan, Yaz, and Graham. “How were you able to pilot the TARDIS?” I asked them on
the very rare circumstance.
“E.T. got us here,” Graham told me.
That little alien is just full of tricks. ^_^ <--Me
proud face!
I thanked Venom and the Spider Squad for their efforts in
stopping the remaining Six members and promised to return each of them (minus
Miles) to their respective dimensions.
But this was all far from over.
If what that lizard man told me was all true, even the
part about Shredder and Krang being “much bolder” than before, then I was gonna
have to take the fight to them to end this interdimensional hunt for me.
And I was gonna need help…I was gonna need the Gladiator
of Gallifrey!
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