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Spider-Man Mayham (AU) Chapter 323: Kraven’s War (5)
🕑 Added 2025-06-25 15:02:35 +0000 UTC[Third Person's PoV]
Felicia glanced around her confinement and with a sharp cry, she slammed her fist into the ground, unleashing a massive concussive shockwave. The force radiated outward in a circular blast, sending nearby enemies flying like ragdolls through the air, their bodies colliding violently with walls and buildings.
Without hesitation, she fired a web-line at the nearest henchman, launching herself toward him like a missile. He raised an activated spear in a defensive stance, its metallic shaft glowing faintly with energy. Felicia’s knee collided with the weapon mid-flight, denting its shaft with a sharp metallic crunch. Before he could react, she delivered two swift kicks to his face, stunning him, and then wrapped her legs tightly around his neck. Using her momentum, she threw herself backwards, planted her palms firmly against the ground, and hurled him forward. His limp body crashed into another attacker sprinting toward them, sending both sprawling across the floor in a tangled heap.
A third combatant leapt over the fallen pair and thrust his spear forward with precision. The weapon split at its tip and unleashed a focused blast of plasma, crackling with deadly heat. Felicia flipped backward in a graceful handspring, dodging the attack as the plasma beam struck the ground and melted it instantly, leaving behind a smoking crater.
Drawing on her powers, Felicia’s body was suddenly engulfed in a radiant silver aura that shimmered like moonlight. Her hair whipped wildly behind her, and her eyes glowed with determination as she charged toward another assailant. He activated his jetpack to retreat, but it sparked violently, malfunctioning mid-flight. Thick smoke poured from the device before it exploded with a thunderous boom, launching him uncontrollably through the air. Felicia met him mid-flight, spinning with balletic precision and delivering a devastating kick that sent him flying in another direction.
Suddenly, a dozen small metallic orbs dropped around her, blinking ominously with red lights. They hovered just off the ground, surrounding her in a perfect circle—clearly high-powered explosives ready to detonate. Felicia paused, then smirked in amusement as she noticed the blinking lights begin to flicker erratically. With a pulse of her energy, the orbs malfunctioned and shut off, the lights dimming to nothing. From the distance, she could hear the annoyed clicks of tongues.
“Boss… I think we’ve been had,” one of Kraven’s soldiers muttered nervously. “These aren’t as effective as we were promised.”
Kraven snarled in frustration, “Yes. I can see that.”
Felicia glanced at the nearest deactivated orb, gave it a light kick, and sent it rolling straight toward the gathered enemies. The men looked down as it came to a stop at their feet. Just then, the orb’s lights flared to life again, blinking rapidly before glowing a blinding white.
“Wait, no—!”
A deafening explosion erupted, the ground trembling beneath the blast. A mushroom cloud surged upward, and the concussive force sent Kraven’s men flying in all directions. Their bodies slammed into vehicles, shattered windows, and dented metal walls, their protective shields flickering wildly under the immense pressure of the explosion.
Through the rising smoke, Kraven burst forth like a beast. His body was low to the ground, daggers drawn, eyes wild with fury. Behind him, his surviving men took to the sky with their jetpacks, soaring upward while activating their wrist-mounted launchers. A barrage of energy-charged bullets rained down on Felicia like a storm. But she was already in motion, a silver blur zigzagging through the chaos. The bullets only struck afterimages, each one detonating in a fiery burst as it missed its target.
Felicia and Kraven collided mid-charge, her sharp claws clashing against his twin daggers with a series of fierce metallic clashes. Kraven’s mastery over weaponry was immediately apparent—every slash, parry, and counter was precise, backed by experience honed through countless battles against beasts stronger and faster than any human.
Claw marks tore across Kraven’s bare chest, blood spurting from the fresh wounds, but he only grimaced in response. With a roar, he retaliated, slicing across Felicia’s cheek. The wound began healing almost instantly, her skin knitting itself back together before his eyes.
Above them, several energy arrows struck Felicia directly, exploding on impact—but her suit absorbed the blasts. Glowing black weblines spread across its surface as it stored the kinetic energy, humming with untapped power.
Kraven lunged at her neck with a deadly slash, but Felicia caught his arm mid-strike. Twisting it sharply, she forced his body downward and drove her knee into his face with brutal force, shattering his nose. Blood spattered the ground, but Kraven didn’t falter. Growling like a cornered animal, he spun with the momentum of her twist, slamming his shoulder against her arm with enough strength to dislocate it and tear himself free.
He stumbled back, panting and bleeding, then snarled and popped his shoulder back into place with a sickening crunch. He rolled both shoulders and raised his daggers again, undeterred, eyes locked onto Felicia as he growled.
“Okay, what is up with the growling?” Felicia quipped, her voice sharp with sarcasm as she expertly weaved between a barrage of explosions. Fiery bursts of energy rained down from above, launched by Kraven’s men who hovered in the air with their jetpacks like persistent, oversized insects. “I get that you have a whole jungle predator aesthetic going—but honestly, it’s a little much.”
Suddenly, without warning, Felicia dropped down and vanished from sight. Kraven’s eyes narrowed as he noticed a shimmering portal briefly flare open beneath her, then close with a faint ripple of energy.
A moment later, she reappeared—this time atop one of the airborne mercenaries. Her claws tore through his jetpack with ruthless efficiency, sparks and shrapnel bursting into the air. With a powerful push against his body, she vaulted high into the sky while sending him plummeting earthward like a smoking comet.
Another soldier activated his shield, a hard-light barrier glowing blue across his forearm. Felicia spotted him mid-air and launched a webline, yanking herself toward him with explosive speed. Her punch shattered the shield into glowing fragments of light, scattering it like digital dust in the wind. The force of the impact sent the soldier reeling.
Clinging to him, Felicia dug her claws in, a wild grin spreading across her face as she scratched and slashed repeatedly. The man let out a scream of pain as her strikes tore into his armor. Seeing this, the rest of Kraven’s airborne squadron dove toward her, tackling both of them and creating a chaotic mid-air dogpile.
Then—boom.
A powerful kinetic burst of energy erupted from Felicia’s body in all directions, launching everyone in the pile-up like broken action figures. They spiraled through the air, crashing to the ground or slamming into buildings and vehicles. Some fell unconscious instantly; others groaned as they struggled to move, their jetpacks sputtering uselessly.
Felicia descended from the air and landed in a perfect three-point superhero pose, her silver aura pulsing. She bared her canines toward Kraven in a snarl—only to suddenly feel her vision blur. One Kraven became two. She blinked hard, shook her head, but now she saw three of him.
“What’s wrong?” Kraven’s voice slithered into her ears, amused and cruel. “Having trouble with your vision?”
Felicia clenched her fists, her breathing heavy. “The dagger…” she immediately deducted. “It was laced with something, wasn’t it?”
Kraven smirked. “Great detective work,” he said sarcastically. “You can thank my wife—Calypso. Straight from Mother Africa. The poison she brews is something special—designed specifically for spiders. It’s colorless, odorless, undetectable. It causes hallucinations, screws up motor functions, heightens aggression, distorts your senses… The list goes on.”
“That shouldn’t be possible…” Felicia hissed, blinking rapidly as more distorted images of Kraven danced around her. “My healing factor—it should’ve burned it out.”
“Oh, we accounted for that,” Kraven said, casually flipping his daggers into a reverse grip. “Your healing and immune system are impressive—so we made the poison work with them, not against. Enhances the effect instead of being purged by it. Ingenious, isn’t it?”
Felicia’s vision pulsed with flashes of red. A wave of animalistic rage surged inside her chest. With a feral snarl, she dropped onto all fours and charged toward Kraven like a panther, saliva dripping from her mouth as her fangs extended. Her eyes were wild, pupils dilated, every inch of her radiating unfiltered fury.
Kraven timed her approach with predatory precision. He waited for the last possible second, then shifted his weight and used her momentum against her. With a brutal shove, he sent her crashing into a parked car, the vehicle crumpling under the impact like a crushed soda can.
Felicia rose slowly, growling with a guttural snarl. Her pupils twitched erratically. Foam and saliva dripped from her mouth, her posture now fully feral. The poison was taking a deeper hold, and whatever humanity remained in her eyes began to dim.
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Elsewhere on the battlefield…
Peter lowered his body into a crouch, one arm arched over his head as he coiled like a spring. A playful smile tugged at his lips. “Blink and you’ll miss it~”
Behind him, Kraven’s men had mounted high-caliber turrets to the back of armored buggies and opened fire, spraying explosive rounds with lethal intent. The rounds erupted around Peter, enveloping him in smoke and fire—yet he remained unfazed. His glowing suit shimmered through the cloud, absorbing the brunt of the blasts with its kinetic-reactive mesh.
Then, lightning cracked.
A thunderous sonic boom echoed as the smoke was violently ripped apart by Peter’s sudden takeoff. All that remained was a blur of electricity tearing through the convoy. Vehicles were thrown aside by the shockwave of his movement, tires squealing as they crashed into each other in the aftermath.
In his wake, each buggy now bore a strange, spider-shaped disc blinking with blue light.
Peter skidded to a stop, sparks flying from his heels as he casually dragged himself to a halt. He placed a finger to his ear. “Hm? So Kraven’s by Spider-Kat…”
The discs all pulsed in sync—then emitted a loud, high-frequency screech. Vibrations tore through the vehicles’ structure, shaking them apart. One by one, the buggies began to liquefy, their metallic forms dissolving into pools of molten steel and slag.
Peter didn’t even flinch. “Thanks for the heads-up. I’ll be over as soon as I’m done here,” he said casually, glancing over his shoulder. More of Kraven’s men emerged, the liquid metal clinging to them, their expressions furious. Peter grinned.
“Did you blink? If so, do you want to see it again?” He teased.
