The Wordsmith Myth
A Story Teller
Spider-Venom laughed. "That's the spirit." He said. "Good luck getting both of us."She looked between the pair, eyes narrowing as her voice also lowered, becoming dangerously dark.
"I dont know who you all think you are, or who you think I am... but I am warning you..."
She started to once again adopt a fighting pose, on high alert and feeling rather cornered at the moment.
"I am from New York, and I just want to go home... leave me alone, or I will put both of you in a hospital bed. You can even share one if you want..."