While investigating an alarm that went off on his hidden lab, The Superior Spider-man noticed what looked like the most disgusting human being ever. From behind, it looked like Snooki was thrown into a toddler’s outfit. This fat ass person was also dressed like a clown. Not being able to contain himself, he started laughing.
It was this that had Clown’s attention. He knew that what he was looking for was finally here. He had been tracking where this spider went, and now he found him by breaking into his lab,
“Really, this is what I had to break off drinking with my buddy to come take care of,” said Spider-man “I don’t even know if I should turn on the defense systems. But I need this to be taken care of right now.” At this point, Spider-man hit a button, but nothing happened.
“Oh, the itsy bitsy spider wants to trap me in his web,” said Clown. “But you might not be able to set those guns off without this plutonium rod to power said defense.”
Spider-man, noticing that the radiation levels were rising needed to shut off this part of his lab. Having his safety protocols on a separate grid, immediately started lock-down . A huge wall shut down and enclosed his control room. He was pissed because now he would have to take all day cleaning up the radiation from the exposed plutonium. But whatever. At least it will kill that clown.
While Spider-man was leaving, he heard a pound on the metal wall. Then it got louder, and eventually the wall flew off it’s hinges. And behind it, was the smiling clown.
“There’s no way you could have smashed that down. Even though you are about the Kingpin’s size, you are nowhere near as strong as him. Plus the radiation should have…”
“The itsy bitsy spider, goes up the water spout….”
“What are you mental. Nursery rhymes. Really. That’s your thing?” said Spider-man
“I only came here for him. If I can take him to Malebolgia for his army, maybe he might go easy on that whole Spawn fiasco,” said Clown.
Spider-man, looking around was really at a loss. Maybe the radiation has done something and messed with this person’s mind. “Okay, you can have him. I’ll even bring him to you when you are in lockup.” At this point, Spider-man started to wrap clown in his newest of webbing, meant to hold even the strongest of villains.
“Is this the best you can d….” thwp went a huge webbing over this person’s mouth. Spider-man thinking this was the end, then noticed something. This person was biting through the webbing. And not just biting, was elongating his mouth. In fact, the clown was transforming into something else.
Spider-man seeing this as a real challenge now went into action. He was quicker than this thing, but not as strong, as he soon found out when he took a right hook to the mid section.
“At first you looked like Rush Limbaugh, but now you look like a cross between a gremlin and Carnage” said Spider-man “What are you?”
“Violator” screamed the creature.
“Well that’s good to know.” Spider-man needed to think. As he dodged around his lab, he knew he had to have something that would put this thing down. He thought about the weapons he had been working on, but most would tear up the building. Instead he thought of more primitive weapons. He bounced off a wall and landed by the cutting knives. The threw them as fast as a spider can, and with each hit, a glowing ooze seeped out of the creature.
As Violator screamed out in pain, he head-rushed at Spider-man It was quick timing, but Spider-man jumped out of the way. As the hellspawn ran right into space that Spider-man was just at, a security wall came crashing down in the midsection of The Violator. Stuck, the creature started to shrink, and revert back into the Clown.
“Oh the fresh smell of asphalt in the morning” said Clown while he was down on the ground. “All I wanted was to ask that ghost following you around if he wanted to come fight. Instead I got glimpse at you, and you will be perfect. I guess hell’s army will just wait until your dark spirit is ready.”
Suddenly a pit opened in the ground and the clown fell in. Before the gate to hell closed, Spider-man saw more than he wanted, and was left with more questions than answers. But now, all he wanted to do was head back to the bar to his friend Derek and tell him a ghost has been following him.