The Deadliest Spiders

Just like that he scurried off, I wonder what people say about me. I wonder what people think I am.

This is the last class of the year, and I've lost all hope. Regretfully, a transfer it is.

"Tsk what a waste of time!"

As the last bell rings of the year, I leave as crossed as I came. I got up and proceeded to the club room to drop off my badge, It held little sentimental value but It provided assistance in my search so I'm greatful.

"Taketsu of the disciplinary committee dropping off his badge, I thank you all"

Leaving before they could say a word has always been my style, now was no different. During my exit I see lockers being emptied by freshman and seniors alike, organized chaos in the halls and excited teachers watching on.

It brought a slight smile on my face, but none of it matters I've still yet to find a candidate. Unfortunately I leave the grounds the same way I came, angry.

Ive already packed my things and the way to my temporary home is short so I took the scenic route, or rather, would've taken the scenic route before two men in black suits stop me rather stiffly.

"Taketsu, he wishes to see you"

A Blonde, with dreadlocks almost fully covering his chiseled, radiant face. Small black eyes, set a-symmetrically within their sockets. His name Is Winston, Winston Wade to be exact. A 6'6 fairskinned man with an athletic frame. A tattoo resembling a sword is subtly placed just above the right side of his right eyebrow, leaving an aching memory of a deceased love. He holds the title of Wolf Spider the sixth deadliest spider in the world.

"Would you come with us?"

The other, Kenner Beck. Kenner I don't know much about, not even his face. He enters and exists establishments with a ski mask overhead which is surprising because he is a 7'1 tank. I wonder how you get by the police looking like that. He the Yellow Sac Spider the seventh deadliest.

"Take me to him, and please say my real name."

"Certainly Miles."

They escorted me to a limo not far off the corner we jumped in and off we went.

"Any luck?"

"No"

"No one at all?

"A sample size with potential, however, not what I'm looking for."

"With potential? You can work with potential"

"Yes, but, I'm looking for someone specific, this isn't a kid game we are playing here"

We pulled into the ever familiar airport private parking lot, Wade opening the door for me letting me out urgently. It seems Im being rushed. They loaded my luggage and sent me Into the private jet, I hate this thing.

"Is he angry?"

"No, just impatient"

Our trip is only an hour long, so much time wasn't spent talking more thinking what I'm going to do next. We land, unload, and immediately start driving again. This is one of the reasons I hate coming back.

We arrive at the hotel, we enter the elevator and after checking our surroundings, scan our cards to go to the basement floor.

Permission Granted

We really need a better security system.

Upon the opening of the doors we are greeted with the sound of a violin. Soft, subtle and sweet as always. The player, Eddie Holtz with his brown shoulder-length hair awkwardly swinging over his eyes, also brown in color watching violently. Nothing about him suits his baby face frame and structure, he hold the title of the Brown Recluse Spider the ninth deadliest but most feared

"Miles! Who did you find"

"No one Eddie"

"Shame, I was looking forward to meeting your candidate"

"So was I"

"Anywho the boss is waiting goodluck!"

With the violin now stopped, pure silence occupied the air, creaky door are all that stop a man from going insane by the absence of sound. Beyond the doors I enter and see the customary round table with where we meet.

I enter walking at a stable pace towards he who we call boss, Dominika Jones. The holder of the Funnel Web Spider, the deadliest spider in the world.

"Ah! Miles its good to see you"

"Likewise Dom"

"His name is Dominika!"

That is the voice of Kaneshi Keigo, Jet black short hair neatly coiffured to reveal lidded hazel eyes. He is a man of great Pride, and his pursuit of Wealth and Respect is commendable. He hold the title of the Black Widow Spider the fifth. All this yet we seem to never see eye to eye.

"Keigo."

"Say it correctly"

"I prefer Dom, its shorter"

"You should pay him more respect, hell even bow to him"

The screechy voice of Crims Cruel always bring a headache shortly after. Her Crimson, double braided short hair and dead amber eyes match her title of the Red Widow Spider the third.

"I bow to no man, especially not to one weaker than I"

Upon finishing blades were drawn on me with the speed of lightning from all directions, spiders 3 through 9 ready to rip my flesh off my body.

"Not even I can let you get away with that one Miles"

The Last but not least, Issa Abashi. The holder of the Brown Widow Spider title and the fourth deadliest. His Black eyes locked on to me waiting for movement.

"Issa, nice of you to join us. Its seems the whole gang is here"

"Remain calm all you like, apologize or die where you stand"

Slowly after talking a deep breath, I quickly moved to disarm, disarming nine is no simple task and after failing I took another slow breath.

"Last chance or you die! Dom give me the go ahead!"

"Proceed"

"You see Issa, it you lot who should apologize to me, for what you fight is only an after image.

I emerged from the shadows behind Doms chair and sat down in my seat next to his. All faces in the room filled with astonishment and shock.

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"It would do you well to remember, I am second only to you in title. I Miles Hart the holder of the Redback Spider title the second deadliest in the world and strongest here."