wish for the worst.
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A sup-par apartment held a rather toxic smell as it was freshly painted which means ethyl benzene, xylene, formaldehyde and toluene most commonly used in paints and adhesives was present and would cause slight discomfort in the environment. The dingy floor had absolutely nothing on it, although the camera was moving towards what looked like broken chair sitting in the middle of the main room. A man lay on the chair half asleep. You could tell he was somewhat conscious as he eased the tension in his eyebrows from time to time. It looked as though he was prohibited from opening his eyes and we'll find out why soon. Besides him was a wash cloth douced in chlorophyll lying on a floor next to a couple of opened paint cans, one and red and the other black. A paintbrush dipped in the red can was sitting in the victim's hand as he was placed on the chair. The sound of a nail being hammered into wood was suddenly heard as the camera panned over to the side to find a european woman constructing what looked like a new chair. She palced the hammer by her side and reached into a box of silver nails only to put it in another hole and repeat the process.

/ Arachne;; The art of destruction is much to easy to be completed.

She said in her strong european accent as she stood up while checking for any loose nails in the wooden chair she had just created. It was simply flawless portraying the obvious talent that Arachne possessed.

/ Arachne;; Any human is capable of it. All it takes is one small mistake to trigger the human emotion called anger and at once tempers flare and destruction is caused depending on what level of anger the human is feeling. But what the world lacks is the ability to create.

She simply runs her fingers through the top of the chair showing off her creation.

/ Arachne;; Surely we are capable of a lot of things and I don't doubt our ability but can we re-create the same things we destroy? Is it really possible?

Placing the chair in front of her, she lays her foot on it for a moment. After lifting her foot for less than a second, she brings it down with much force breaking the wood in between the seat. The legs of the chair; it's foundation collapse which causes the chair itself to fall down. Arachne quickly grabs hold of the top of the chair and swings it across the room causing it to make a loud thud like noise as it falls to the floor. The camera quickly pans back to the side of the room that Arachne is standing on but even with it's quickness we notice something written on the wall in red paint.

"Kill me"

Arachne advances towards the man in the chair, as she does we see the thick red paint drip on the floor from the brush. She places her arms on the man's shoulder, a rather tight grip causing the him to scream a little.

/ Arachne;; Of course not. We spend a lot of our time destroying to pay attention to the real things in life. We waste our precious time hurting and murdering others but for what?

Grabbing hold of the man's right hand, she lifts it to her level. Revealing her tongue ring she licks all the fingers.

/ Arachne;; The pleasure?

She asks with a perplexed expression on her face.

/ Arachne;; Maybe. We obviously do it for some small benefit of our own. Others may not see it as a priority but obviously we do and that is why we continue doing what constantly reminds of us and our superemacy over others. We know we are the predominant ones and that's what drives us to be the individuals we are.

She continues to run her taste buds against his skin and then suddenly bites hard at it after revealing her carnivorous teeth. Blood bubbles up on the top of his knuckles as two of his fingers are broken off and currently being chewed by her. She begins to tear the flesh apart from the bones so swifty that it seems almost unreal. Grabbing hold of his middle finger, she rips at it with her teeth and then spits it out in her palm. Dipping it in the red paint, she walks calmly towards the wall and stops there. Blood stains could be found on her lips as she gazed at the camera with such overwhelming confidence.

/ Arachne;; I personally love the shade of blood on my lips. It makes me look alive. At times I've stuck pieces of glass in my eyes and pinched my cheeks to make them look rosey. You know why? Because I truly am not alive on the inside. I never have been and I don't believe I truly will be. Therefore I take the lives of other people, I eat them so that their life could plant one of it's own in my soul.

She grabs hold of a broken mirror piece from the ground and checks her lips as she brushes the blood across them.

/ Arachne;; How do you think your blood would look on me, Matlock? Do you think I stand a chance of ripping out a few fingers? Maybe a limb? I wonder what you'd taste like. But I suppose only time will tell.

She hammers the finger into the wall with the support of a nail and then walks towards the man who winces in pain.

/ Arachne;; Right now, I smell fear all over you. I may have never seen you or shared an elevator with you but I know the consequences of my actions which is why I usually take them. I know what your exact reaction to me is going to be and all I have to do is wait and watch for it to happen so I can make my next impactful move.

She walks over to the man and places both arms on his chest.

/ Arachne;; I see we both have a common goal this week which means you and I will have to interact some how which truly is bad for you and your health. It seems as though I am already winning and will soon be crowned top champion in the federation. Call me cocky, call me overconfident; I'll just eat you up. Just know what you are witnessing right now is far from what you will be experiencing in the ring. And oh, I have a piece of advice for you; wish for the worst. Because the worst is yet to come. This here is only a prelude to the pain you will soon become accustomed to once you meet me in the ring. Sleep well, Matlock.

A black screen covers the scene as Arachne sticks her tongue out at us as a snake would.