Gwen Spider: I'm from Prototype

Chapter 5 The greater the ability, the more pain!
Gwen is struggling now.

The bastard in front of him killed Jimmy, and he wanted to send him to prison with his own hands.

But he saved himself, in a sense he is his savior.

Gwen's mind was in a mess now.

Not only how to deal with the confusion of the "Black Watcher" in front of him, but also the confusion about why Jimmy can still attack himself after his death.

"Why can he stand up after he died?"

After a moment of silence, Gwen raised her head and asked Peter.

"Some kind of virus infected him, which was enough to make him act like a 'ghoul.'"

Peter stared at Gwen and said with an unchanged expression.

"That is to say, do you want to kill him because he is infected with the virus?"

Gwen continued to ask.

She hoped to get an affirmative answer from the other party, so that she might feel better in her heart.

"Killing is not an end, but a means", Gwen wanted to use this reason to excuse the other party.

In this way, she will understand that maybe this guy in front of her is not a complete jerk.

Otherwise he wouldn't save himself.

"No!"

Peter shook his head, dashing Gwen's hopes.

"It's just a non-essential condition."

After speaking, he turned to leave.

Gwen was left in a daze.

After a while, Gwen let out a breath and left the alley in frustration.

After she left, in the invisible shadow, a tentacle penetrated Jimmy's body and gradually absorbed it.

After half an hour.

"Squeak!"

The door was pushed open, and Gwen Stacy walked in dejectedly.

"Gwen, you told me you wanted a hamburger, but you don't look full right now."

The father, George Stacy, who was sitting on the sofa looking at his smartphone, said to Gwen without looking up.

George Stacey works for the New York Police Department, a police officer who is now facing the troubles of retirement.

"I don't know, maybe maybe I can find something to eat in the fridge, I remember some quinoa, or something."

Gwen slumped onto the sofa and said with a frustrated expression, "Anyway, I'm not in the mood to be picky eaters right now."

Next to George's cell phone is playing a video, in which there is the sound of a police car racing wildly.

Without looking, Gwen knew that her father was watching Spider-Woman's video again.

He was always thinking about how to send Spider-Woman, that is, himself, to prison.

If the father finally finds out that Spider-Woman is his daughter, what expression will he have?
It is estimated that there will be a fit of rage, or the killing of relatives righteously. Anyway, it is unlikely to be a scene of "father's kindness and daughter's filial piety".

"uh-huh."

George still looked down at the phone, as if the Spider Woman in it was more worthy of his concern than his daughter.

"dad?"

"what?"

George finally looked up.

He soon discovered his daughter's abnormal mood.

The daughter looked absent-minded and extremely depressed.

"Have you heard of a new virus at the police station recently?"

Gwen has always been concerned about the virus that the "Black Watcher" said, and she hopes to get some clues from her father.

If this virus spreads, it is estimated that it will be a disaster for the entire New York City.

"Virus?"

"Yes, similar to the kind of virus that makes people go crazy, lose their minds, and become zombies or living corpses."

George didn't expect his daughter to ask such a question. After a moment of silence, he said to her, "Maybe you can consult Robert Matteson. He should have a lot of research on this."

Robert Mattson is a well-known popular writer in the United States. He often writes about zombies, vampires, and night devils in the last days.

"New York City has been destroyed countless times by zombies in his writings. If this virus really exists, he should know better than me."

George made a black joke on his daughter.

"Okay, let me talk too much."

Gwen muttered and stood up, ready to go back to the room.

"correct."

George stopped Gwen who was about to leave, held up his smartphone, and showed her the video on the phone.

"I see, you are doing well!"

Seeing his father's serious expression, Gwen felt a "thump" in his heart.

She thought her father had discovered her secret.

Raising his head, he anxiously looked at the video screen in his father's hand.

It was found that the video on the smartphone was not the video of Spider-Woman, but had been replaced by a video of the band playing.

It was a video of himself performing in the "Mary Janes" band at school.

The band played yesterday, and she thought her father wasn't there to watch it.

Unexpectedly, my father not only went there in person, but also recorded a video.

"I've seen it several times, and you haven't missed a beat, Gwen."

A faint smile appeared on George's serious face, "You must have practiced a lot in private."

"You did a great job and I'm so proud of you!"

Hearing her father's encouragement, Gwen's bad mood eased a lot, and she and her father had a close hug.

"Thank you, Dad!"

after dinner.

After entering her room, Gwen sat on the bed.

She took out the "spider mask" from her schoolbag and held it in her hand.

After staring at the "spider mask" for a while, she turned her gaze to the drum kit in the corner of the room.

Exhale, gently put down the "spider mask", and turn on the desk lamp in the room.

She suddenly felt very tired.

It's not just because of the conflict between the life I expected and the life my father yearned for me.

More because of what happened today, I feel lost.

For the first time, she felt the weight she was carrying.

Jimmy's distorted face appeared in her mind over and over again.

Blood spattered out, and the stench and pungent smell of blood lingered in his nose, as if it had never dissipated.

She originally just wanted to be happy, use her abilities as much as possible, and help others.

But now she suddenly realized that maybe wearing this mask would bear some burdens.

Everyone expects of themselves, and that heavy responsibility is
Will I really take on such a responsibility?

Before six months, I was just an ordinary high school student.

Like all ordinary girls, she is anxious about her grades and happy about her interests.

Now, watching Jimmy die in front of his eyes, but he can't do anything about it.

If you can't bear this responsibility yourself, then...
Can I still wear this mask myself?
"Crack it!"

The desk lamp was turned off.

Her legs curled up on the bed, her head bowed, and Gwen let her golden hair drenched in the moonlight hang down.

After a while, she raised her head and took out her mobile phone from the schoolbag on the bed.

Fingers swipe meaninglessly in the address book.

Mary Jane Watson, Betty Brant, Glory Grant, Harry Osborne, the names of these friends were crossed by her one by one.

Finally, his finger landed on the name of "Peter Parker".

After a moment of hesitation, Gwen dialed Peter's cell phone number.

After a few busy tones, the phone was connected.

"Gwen?"

"Cough, it's me, Peter, are you asleep? I checked the time, wow, it's eleven o'clock, night owl time, sorry for disturbing your sweet dreams. I didn't mean to, I... I'm in a bad mood now, the only one The only friend who can be my confidant is you."

Gwen's tone was very aggrieved.

In front of Peter, she showed her weak side.

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(End of this chapter)