Fan Fiction: Crossovers
Why Wasn't I There?
Part 7 (cont.)
For a moment, both kept staring at it. Finally The Shadow spoke.
"In 25 seconds we'll know if I cut the right wire or not."
"Marvelous." Whispered Spider-Man grimly.
The Shadow pulled his mask down, and pulled a cigar from his pocket. "Now might be the last chance I have to enjoy a good cigar."
Spider-Man watched the timer keep ticking. He lifted his mask over his nose, and plucked the cigar from his partner's mouth, taking a long drag.
"Since when do you smoke?" Asked the Shadow.
"I'll quit in fifteen seconds." Assured Spider-Man, with just the tiniest cough.
Another beat of silence. The men shook hands, and turned their back on the timer.
"See you on the other side Spider-Man." Whispered The Shadow, shutting his eyes.
"Shadow, it has been a privilege." Spider-Man whispered back, shutting his eyes.
The slight beeping on the timer stopped.
There was a long, frightening silence.
"I really don't want to look," said the Shadow finally, without looking.
"Me neither." Answered Spider-Man, his eyes shut also.
"On three, we'll both look." Suggested The Shadow. "One…Two…Three."
Silence.
"I think 'three' came and went. Did you look?" The Shadow asked.
"No." answered Spider-Man. "Did you?"
"I figured that if you did then I wouldn't have to."
Loud sigh. "Okay, here we go." Spider-Man said finally.
"We're still here?" Spider-Man asked in relief.
"I guess we're still here. Otherwise, we're either in heaven, or in hell." The Shadow agreed. "If its Heaven or Hell then it is most certainly not what I expected."
"Either way, the décor needs work." Agreed Spider-Man. "I guess we're alive then. Told you there was nothing to worry about. You didn't have to get so worried."
The Shadow laughed, and the men stood up and burst into spontaneous cheers.
"I cant believe it, we actually pulled it off." Laughed Spider-Man,
Tears of mirth were streaming down The Shadow's face. "You go and tell Moe the good news. Tell him to get the standard clean-up crew over here, he knows whom to call. I'm going to do a quick sweep; I doubt there would be much in the way of records around, but there's no harm in looking."
Spider-Man nodded, and the men split up.
Moe put his radio back on the dashboard, and gave Spider-Man a wide grin. "I don't mind telling you, I was petrified when I heard the words 'Nuclear Weapon.'"
"Imagine how I felt when I saw him bashing it with his gun." Laughed Spider-Man.
"MOE!" The Shadow's voice roared. "Get me to the Kingpin's tower. NOW!"
Spider-Man practically jumped out of his skin at the sound of an angry Shadow, but decided not to ask questions when he saw his partner storm out of the building, looking as mad as he had ever seen him.
The cab tore into late afternoon traffic, as the sun started to set. The cab moved in silence, until finally Spider-Man couldn't stand it. "What's going on?" he asked.
The Shadow handed him a small piece of paper. "From Tular's office." He said.
Spider-Man read the paper, and understood. "That scum!" he cried indignantly.
"He played us!" hissed The Shadow.
The rest of the cab ride went on in silence.
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