KMC Forums - Spider-Boy

I decided to write a very different version then the orginal.

The bright New York sun shone down onto the streets of Manhattan as usual business workers went about thier daily routines. A bright, yellow school bus rumbled along, containing a bunch of junior-high school kids. Sitting in the back row were three ordinary eleven year-olds. "So, what do you think?" Terry Williams asked his friends as he pulled from his pocket a brand new pair of circular reading classes. Terry was a kind, ordinary boy who had more to him then others thought. He had a dark and troubled past. When his parents died, he was sent to live with their best friends. Terry had shiny, light-blue eyes and thick, dark-blonde hair. "Your such a nerd Terry!" Sora Johnson joked. Sora was one of those typical eleven year-old girls. She was a beautiful thing, which caught a lot of boys� eyes. She tossed her long light-brown hair over her shoulders and stared at him with her warm, brown eyes. "Come now, leave him alone." Kurt Jorkins said. Although Kurt and Sora were not related, they both did look something alike, for Kurt had both brown eyes and brown hair. Terry shook his head miserably, hastily stuffing his glasses back in his flannel, un-buttoned shirt, a red T-shirt lay beneath. "They're just for reading..." he mumbled.
"Oh Terry, Calm down! It was just a joke,� said Sora, rubbing his back gently. Sora, Terry, and Kurt had all been friends since they were six years old; they had gotten to know each a lot since then. But as they're personalities began to peek through, their relationship began to brake apart and not seem as strong as it use to be. Each of them knew this and dealt with it in his or her own way. The bus slowed to a stop outside the Manhattan Research and development centre. Terry stood up quickly in his seat. He had been waiting for this day all his life. A bright student as he was, Terry had taken a liking to genetics, and biology, that sought of stuff. On thier school trip they were going to be given a demonstration on plasma rays and how they can affect the genetic code of certain animals, such as spiders. The class assembled outside the bus, many of the students pulling baseball caps from their bags and jamming them on their heads. "Sorry,' Terry apologised, nudging somebody as he walked by. "Hey Terry." said a familiar voice.
"Oh Kayleigh! Hi," Terry blushed. Kayleigh and Terry had been friends for a couple of months, and since then both had developed a small crush on one another. Who wouldn't? Both were quiet attractive, Kayleigh had her shiny, smooth blonde hair which smelt like fruitloops, her lime-green eyes topped it all off. Terry opened his mouth, hoping to say something but instead an odd gurgling sound erupted from his mouth. "Outta' they way, dork!" a large and muscular student knocked Terry sideways. It was Conan Barbers. He was known as the school bully, so many feared him that he had been dubbed 'Conan the Barbarian.� But he didn't mind, he loved that name. There were few students who stood up to him, Curt was one of them. That's why it paid to have him as a friend, Kurt was tall and strong, unlike Terry. Terry felt so weak and helpless; Conan had big, bulging muscle, while Terry had scrawny toothpicks for arms. "Come on stud!" said Sora grabbing Terry�s hand and pulling him along. �Bye!� Terry waved nervously. �Alright guys,� their teacher Mr. Simmons put a finger to his lips, signalling for quiet. �You�re here representing the school, show your manners and be courteous. Anyone who disobeys will be sent back to school immediately.� He warned. The class knew by the tone of his voice that he was very serious. Soon, they were taken into the research centre. The centre was decorated to look like a space expedition or something. The class assembled near an aged scientist with a thick patch of brown hair atop his head. �Welcome to the Manhattan research and development centre, here we learn about the genetic codes or certain animals and how we can improve their abilities.� Most of the class had tuned out by this point, all except Terry who seemed immensely interested. �I think we�ll split the class into two groups. One group will go off and see genetic construction, and the other will be shown a demonstration to do with plasma beams.� There was a murmur of excitement throughout the students. Terry was separated from Kurt and Sora, but they agreed to meet up after. Terry�s group were taken off in a different room. It was a fairly large room split into half, separated by a wall with a huge window in it. Beyond this wall stood a small metal pillar. Terry peered through the window and saw strange sought of guns sticking out from the walls. It wasn�t until everybody from Terry�s group was in the room that they noticed a control room to their left. �Okay! Everybody here?� said one of the scientists in a jolly voice, he rubbed his fingers together gently. �Here you will see the genetic reconstruction of a spider. These gun-like machines in the other room send out plasma beams, which cause a green-like dome that completely rebuilds a spiders� genetic code. Making it stronger, and faster then ever before.� When he had explained how they played God, he left and went into the control room. �Watch carefully!� he yelled. The students watched in suspense as a spider slowly descended on a string of web from the ceiling, it had been released from a tiny cage attached to the marble roof. Finally, the small arachnid landed on the tip of the pillar, this seemed to set off some kind of trigger. The ray-guns on the wall emitted rays of green light which struck the pillar. Within seconds, a gigantic lime-green bubble had emerged from the pillar and filled the entire room beyond the glass. The spider was caught in the very middle of the bubble. The spider begun to glow on odd sort of green, it seemed immobilised. �Doctor, we have a successful genetic transformation.� Announced one of the controllers. �Excellent!� he cried.
Terry smiled, it was a magnificent sight to see, he only wished Sora and Kurt could have been here to witness it. The glass began to shake, at first moderate, then hard. There was a buzz of alarm from Terry�s group. Panic begun to consume their bodys. �Nothing to be alarmed about children! Just a minor glitch!� the scientist tried to comfort everyone. But everybody knew that this green bubble was out of control. �Doctor! The plasma field is unstable!� cried one of the scientists.
Seconds later, the glass burst into a thousand tiny pieces and so did the bubble. A huge gust of wind sent the whole class flying backwards and into the wall. Each and every one of them slid to ground, moderately injured. Terry moaned as he got to his knees. But little did he know of what lurked on his hand. The momentum of the bubble had blown the spider through the window. Now with a faint green glow over its� body, it scuttled towards Terry�s index knuckle. It opened it�s tiny mouth wide, and sunk its� fangs deep into Terry�s hand. Terry yelped in pain as he flayed his hand madly, trying to shake of the pain he had just endeared. The spider feel to the ground, as motionless as death. Terry looked at his hand, there were two venomous looking holes in his skin, and it seemed to swell up unbelievably large. Terry stared at the dead creature on the floor for a moment, then left the room with his fellow class, a strange, sharp, pain running up his arm and spreading through-out his body.

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