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Spyder is sleeping peacefully in his bed, dreaming about swimming naked down in the depths of the ocean surrounded by multicoloured fish. Chasing them in and around the rocks and through coral coloured arches. He doesn't see the deep red glow that is pulsing stronger and stronger behind him, until it swallows him up. There's a roar and a woosh and he is whisked uncontrollably down a slide, to land with an unceremonious thump onto a cold stony floor in a dark black and red room. He looks around and gets to his feet, dressing himself again with a single wave of his hand and almost instantly recognising that he's now in the world of Dark Vince.

“It took me a long time, but I eventually figured out a way of getting you in here,” the horrible creature sneers as he steps from the darkness in front of Spyder. Not at all bothered by the creature's presence, Spyder brushes a speck of dust from his arm and straightens his shirt.

“I never doubted that you would. So how can I help you?” he responds without a trace of emotion. This slightly perturbs the dark being, but he holds his ground and with barely any hesitation at all he steps closer and hisses at the grey arc.

“Help me? I didn't bring you here to help me.” Dark Vince watches the arc demon for any sign of fear but sees nothing, so grinning in his maniacal way he moves even closer. “I brought you here to teach that idiotic twin of yours a lesson.” Spyder slowly tips his head to one side, but still doesn't appear to be showing any sign of emotion whatsoever.

“Ray does as he pleases, I have no say in it. So if you have a problem with him then take it up with him,” he responds flatly with the tiniest of unconcerned shrugs. This doesn't sit well with Dark Vince at all and he thrusts his face forwards into Spyder's and roars like an angry tiger, trying to get some kind of reaction from the guy. Spyder stands perfectly still, staring down into the dark being's throat and still showing absolutely no sign of fear or concern at all. Dark Vince stops roaring and blinks at him. Stunned at how completely emotionless the grey arc is.

“Are you dead or what?” he growls and snaps his fingers a few times in front of Spyder's face.

“No,” Spyder replies and slowly a cold maniacal smile curls up the corners of his mouth. Dark Vince watches with growing interest. Until the smile grows so unnaturally large, that it begins to look as though the whole top of his head is being unzipped. Less than a breath later the dark demon realises what is about to happen. But he'd been too slow in recognising the warning and just as he moves to disappear Spyder grabs him by the arm and opening his gaping jaws he swallows the top half of the demon's body.

“Ack!” Slurping the rest of him up like a piece of spaghetti, Spyder sucks the tips of his fingers and licks his lips, smiling in amusement and patting his belly. “You sick pervert! Let me out!” Dark Vince screeches, slamming his fist into Spyder's side.

“Oof, pardon me,” Spyder chuckles into his fist and zapping up a comfortable chair and a magazine, he takes a seat and starts reading to pass the time.

Deep down in the darkness of the grey arc, Dark Vince watches the walls that had surrounded him zoom outwards until they disappear into blackness. Then he slowly turns in place and stares in awe. Watching swirling sparkles of blue light floating out of the darkness towards him and past his head, like little fireflies; He snaps a hand up to catch them and watches as they flit away. Slumping heavily he once again looks all around himself, wondering where he is and why the grey arc demon seems to think that he can't get out of here. He is a nightmare after all. In the dream world he rules and there's nothing the arc demon can do to overpower him in here. Full of confidence he holds out his hand and tries to magic up a chainsaw that he can use to cut his way out of the guy. Only to be given a small rubber ball instead. He stares at it and angrily throws it away, only to have it bounce off of something in the darkness and come straight back to him.

“Go away!” he shouts and tosses it away again. It bounces back to him. “I said, go away!” Once again it comes back when he throws it. Staring at the ball he clamps both of his hands around it and tries to break it, without success.

“You may as well keep it. You'll need something to pass the time,” Spyder calls down to him.

“Where am I? I demand that you let me out!” Dark Vince snarls up towards the sound.

“The darkness within me,” Spyder replies. Dark Vince purses his lips to say something, when it strikes him what the grey arc is actually saying. Spyder is the vessel. If he's inside Spyder, then he's trapped in an internal darkness that goes on forever and ever. Suddenly he begins to feel a little worried about that.

“Okay. And when can I leave then?” he growls softly, suddenly feeling that a little diplomacy might go much further than his usual screeching and screaming. At least with Spyder.

“That depends,” Spyder replies.

“On?”

“How long it takes for you to understand that just because you're pissed off with Ray. It doesn't mean that you can drag others into the argument to torment, because you can't get to him,” the arc demon answers. Dark Vince grumbles softly and folds his arms over his chest. Being told off like he's a naughty little boy is quite humiliating, but he can actually see the point that Spyder is making.

“Fine. I get it. Can you let me out now?” he growls in annoyance. The world slips away and there's a rushing sensation past his ears, suddenly in a burst of bright blue light he's back in the dream with Spyder and he feels much better. “Eww that felt weird,” Dark Vince shudders.

“Perhaps. Now if you're looking for Ray, try Paris. He said something about wanting to float naked around the Eiffel Tower to scare the tourists,” the grey arc says. Dark Vince gasps slightly in surprise.

“You're actually telling me where to find him?” he half squeaks.

“Of course. He's certainly old enough to take care of himself and fight his own battles. If he insists on tormenting you, then at some point he'll have to accept the consequences that go along with that,” Spyder growls softly with a shrug, then with a polite bow of his head he disappears. Dark Vince blinks at this then grins in amusement. Unless the grey arc is lying, it seems that the red arc's twin holds no loyalty to his brother. At least in my opinion that is, he thinks and disappears.

Description
Spyder is sleeping peacefully in his bed, dreaming about swimming naked down in the depths of the ocean surrounded by multicoloured fish. Chasing them in and around the rocks and through coral coloured arches. He doesn't see the deep red glow that is pulsing stronger and stronger behind him, until it swallows him up. There's a roar and a woosh and he is whisked uncontrollably down a slide, to land with an unceremonious thump onto a cold stony floor in a dark black and red room. He looks around and gets to his feet, dressing himself again with a single wave of his hand and almost instantly recognising that he's now in the world of Dark Vince.

“It took me a long time, but I eventually figured out a way of getting you in here,” the horrible creature sneers as he steps from the darkness in front of Spyder. Not at all bothered by the creature's presence, Spyder brushes a speck of dust from his arm and straightens his shirt.

“I never doubted that you would. So how can I help you?” he responds without a trace of emotion. This slightly perturbs the dark being, but he holds his ground and with barely any hesitation at all he steps closer and hisses at the grey arc.

“Help me? I didn't bring you here to help me.” Dark Vince watches the arc demon for any sign of fear but sees nothing, so grinning in his maniacal way he moves even closer. “I brought you here to teach that idiotic twin of yours a lesson.” Spyder slowly tips his head to one side, but still doesn't appear to be showing any sign of emotion whatsoever.

“Ray does as he pleases, I have no say in it. So if you have a problem with him then take it up with him,” he responds flatly with the tiniest of unconcerned shrugs. This doesn't sit well with Dark Vince at all and he thrusts his face forwards into Spyder's and roars like an angry tiger, trying to get some kind of reaction from the guy. Spyder stands perfectly still, staring down into the dark being's throat and still showing absolutely no sign of fear or concern at all. Dark Vince stops roaring and blinks at him. Stunned at how completely emotionless the grey arc is.

“Are you dead or what?” he growls and snaps his fingers a few times in front of Spyder's face.

“No,” Spyder replies and slowly a cold maniacal smile curls up the corners of his mouth. Dark Vince watches with growing interest. Until the smile grows so unnaturally large, that it begins to look as though the whole top of his head is being unzipped. Less than a breath later the dark demon realises what is about to happen. But he'd been too slow in recognising the warning and just as he moves to disappear Spyder grabs him by the arm and opening his gaping jaws he swallows the top half of the demon's body.

“Ack!” Slurping the rest of him up like a piece of spaghetti, Spyder sucks the tips of his fingers and licks his lips, smiling in amusement and patting his belly. “You sick pervert! Let me out!” Dark Vince screeches, slamming his fist into Spyder's side.

“Oof, pardon me,” Spyder chuckles into his fist and zapping up a comfortable chair and a magazine, he takes a seat and starts reading to pass the time.

Deep down in the darkness of the grey arc, Dark Vince watches the walls that had surrounded him zoom outwards until they disappear into blackness. Then he slowly turns in place and stares in awe. Watching swirling sparkles of blue light floating out of the darkness towards him and past his head, like little fireflies; He snaps a hand up to catch them and watches as they flit away. Slumping heavily he once again looks all around himself, wondering where he is and why the grey arc demon seems to think that he can't get out of here. He is a nightmare after all. In the dream world he rules and there's nothing the arc demon can do to overpower him in here. Full of confidence he holds out his hand and tries to magic up a chainsaw that he can use to cut his way out of the guy. Only to be given a small rubber ball instead. He stares at it and angrily throws it away, only to have it bounce off of something in the darkness and come straight back to him.

“Go away!” he shouts and tosses it away again. It bounces back to him. “I said, go away!” Once again it comes back when he throws it. Staring at the ball he clamps both of his hands around it and tries to break it, without success.

“You may as well keep it. You'll need something to pass the time,” Spyder calls down to him.

“Where am I? I demand that you let me out!” Dark Vince snarls up towards the sound.

“The darkness within me,” Spyder replies. Dark Vince purses his lips to say something, when it strikes him what the grey arc is actually saying. Spyder is the vessel. If he's inside Spyder, then he's trapped in an internal darkness that goes on forever and ever. Suddenly he begins to feel a little worried about that.

“Okay. And when can I leave then?” he growls softly, suddenly feeling that a little diplomacy might go much further than his usual screeching and screaming. At least with Spyder.

“That depends,” Spyder replies.

“On?”

“How long it takes for you to understand that just because you're pissed off with Ray. It doesn't mean that you can drag others into the argument to torment, because you can't get to him,” the arc demon answers. Dark Vince grumbles softly and folds his arms over his chest. Being told off like he's a naughty little boy is quite humiliating, but he can actually see the point that Spyder is making.

“Fine. I get it. Can you let me out now?” he growls in annoyance. The world slips away and there's a rushing sensation past his ears, suddenly in a burst of bright blue light he's back in the dream with Spyder and he feels much better. “Eww that felt weird,” Dark Vince shudders.

“Perhaps. Now if you're looking for Ray, try Paris. He said something about wanting to float naked around the Eiffel Tower to scare the tourists,” the grey arc says. Dark Vince gasps slightly in surprise.

“You're actually telling me where to find him?” he half squeaks.

“Of course. He's certainly old enough to take care of himself and fight his own battles. If he insists on tormenting you, then at some point he'll have to accept the consequences that go along with that,” Spyder growls softly with a shrug, then with a polite bow of his head he disappears. Dark Vince blinks at this then grins in amusement. Unless the grey arc is lying, it seems that the red arc's twin holds no loyalty to his brother. At least in my opinion that is, he thinks and disappears.