% Hmm. Almost overlookd this. I could have done it earlier if I had 
known it was this size.

David Johnston wrote:

In a Manhattan back alley:

It hurt to breathe.  Not surprising when his own glider had driven 
itself through his lungs.  Damn that Parker.  So hard to take him by 
surprise.  It was like he had some kind of sixth sense  Parker was gone 
now.  Hadn't checked to make sure his opponent was entirely dead.  That 
was something the two of them had in common.  Sloppiness.  Their dance 
would have been finished a long time ago if either of them had just made 
sure of their defeated opponent. If they had, dear sweet Gwen would 
still be alive.  Laughter was unimaginable agony.
 

% Bah. I still despise Norman Osborne 'surviving' impalement. And don't 
get me started on the whole Gwen slept with him and had kids thing. Some 
retconning can be good, but this is just a sign of current writers 
inability to make any new characters interesting.

________________________________________________________________________


At Empire State University:

His daughter was dead.  His wife was dead.  And Gwendolyne Stacy who 
reminded him so much of both of them each was dead as well.  He had to 
accept that.  Or...did he?

 

"Professor Tomoe?"
 

% Heh. Now here's a good fusion of the Jackel. Although having reread 
that part of the series recently, you can see where they changed the 
basis of his motivations. Probably writer switching, though I'd have to 
doublecheck.

"Yes, Mr. Serdar, I heard every word."  His glasses glinted at he looked 
at his assistant.  "We've succeeded in cloning a mammal.  Obviously 
before we start writing our Nobel Prize acceptance speeches, we're going 
to have to confirm our results.  We'll have to do it again.  Let me just 
get the cell sample I want to use..."
 

% Serba, I think Anthony Serba was the assistant he whacked.

__________________________________________________________________________

But this girl brought thoughts of Snow White and Sleeping Beauty to 
mind.  Not a mark on her on her betrayed whatever had taken her life, 
and her face hadn't taken on that ghastly pallor.  He hastily reached 
out to double-check for a pulse at her throat as he asked the attendant 
who'd wheeled her gurney in, "When was she declared dead?"

The bland young man answered, "DOA as of 6:15 this morning.  They say 
Spider-Man killed her.  Threw her off the bridge."

"Impossible!  Rigor hasn't set in!  There's no lividity!  She can't have 
been dead more than half an hour and she's never been in the water.  You 
must have mixed Ms Stacey up with a more recent intake."
 

% Ms.

% Interesting way to imply her survival.

"Can't've.  All the others are guys."

"Go check again.  This one must have been delivered while you were 
taking a smoke break by someone who didn't want to wait around. 

% mixed up order. 'delivered by someone... while you were taking a smoke 
break' works better.

"Which of course means that she's still slightly alive."  A small black 
cat with a crescent moon on its forehead hopped up on the examination 
table to look up at him.

% ...now that is just evil

"No."  The cat's uncanny [colour?] 

% why did you set that off. Forget what color Luna was?

Suddenly that space was lit as a dome of light appeared out of nowhere, 
flinging aside artifacts of dubious value as a body appeared in front of 
the god's statue, astrological sigil brightly glowing on its forehead, 
mirrored by an answering symbol on the statue's forehead.

"That's it," the cat gasped, weaving unsteadily as she continued to 
trace her circle around the body.  "I've done all the heavy lifting I 
intend to do today.  The rest is up to you, Khonshu."  She thumped over 
on her side, and began to lightly snore.
 

% Heh. I had forgtten about the old Moon God. Would make sense if 
there's a Moon Knight he would serve Usagi.

% Very intruiging. I hope you do more.

DB Sommer



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