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Can't Get You Outta My Head


Chapter 12

  Back in Khan's temporary base, The Shadow was searching the debris, while Spider-Man was searching the building for clues.

  "Hey." Called a weak voice.

  The Shadow spun, and saw Diane, waking up. "What happened?" she asked.

  The Shadow did not answer. He was picking up plates of food from the floor. He held out a piece of chicken to Diane, there was a bite of the meat missing. "Was Khan eating this, or were you?" he demanded.

  Diane tried to focus through her pain, and dizziness. "No. That was mine."

  The Shadow growled, tossed it aside, and started digging through the garbage again.

  Diane tried to moisten her dry mouth. "Hey, can you let me out?" she asked.

  "Not yet." Answered The Shadow. "How about this?" He was holding an apple with a bite missing.

  "Yeah." Whispered Diane. "That was his."

  The Shadow gave a whispered laugh, and pulled a plastic bag from his cloak. "Good."

  Diane was almost whimpering now. "Hey. Please? Let me up? This really hurts."

  The Shadow slipped the bagged apple into his cloak, collected his gun from the floor, and headed over to Diane. He started to pull the webbing loose. He looked at Diane as she struggled to sit up. He could sense the power in her mind building at a much faster rate. He was stunned. Khan had been playing with her head? Was he insane? You didn't try to alter a telepath's energies. You just didn't.

  Diane read his look, and was about to ask the problem, when another sudden spike of agony shot through her eyes. She grabbed at her head again. "AHHH! Oh gods Stephen, what has he done to me?"

  She passed out again, collapsing into his arms.




  In the city morgue, a disembodied shadow ran along the walls. A doctor was sitting at a desk, drinking coffee, staring blearily at the screen. A gloved hand invisible slid past the doctor's shoulder, and if the doctor had been watching, he would have noticed that a small pill was dropped into his coffee cup. But the pill was small, and the hand that dropped it was invisible. The doctor did not notice. A shadow slid away from the doctor, and waited.

  The doctor picked up his coffee, took a sip, and almost immediately fell asleep.

  The Shadow gave a whispered laugh, and pushed the sleeping man away from the computer. Resolving into visibility, The Shadow ran a search. He found that three John Doe's had been admitted that night, and only one of them a burns victim. The Shadow knew that this unknown man was the Mongol in the jeep. Was it Khan?

  The Shadow memorised the file number, and looked it up. He selected, and finally printed out the dental records. Quickly closing down the records, and putting the original paperwork back as it was, he slid the sleeping doctor where he was, and departed, a mocking laugh behind him.




  "ARRGH!" roared Stephen.

  Peter looked up in surprise. "What is it?"

  "It wasn't Khan!" growled Stephen.

  "How do you know?" Peter said in shock.

  Stephen held up the bitten apple. "Khan took a bite from this. I used the bite, and made a mold. I just compared the dental records from the morgue, of that guy in the jeep. They aren't even close. It's not Khan!"

  Peter sighed and put down the book he was reading. The men were in the attic of the Manor, their temporary Sanctum as construction continued on the subterranean base, and asleep on the couch, was Diane Burke.

  Stephen threw the comparison results aside in angry frustration, and found he was staring at Diane.

  "What's wrong?" Peter asked.

  "Oh, nothing really." Stephen said. "It's just that, for all the complaining that I do about Diane being a cold, untrustworthy woman, I really thought, that really, she was just willing to do whatever it took to get ahead. Just like me, just like a lot of people I know. At the end of the day, I really thought that if she ever knew the whole story, about me and The Shadow and all that, I thought that she would side with me over whatever criminal mastermind she was teamed with. I honestly thought, that when it came down to it, she would have sided with us." He thought sadly for a moment. "This crazy witch never misses an opportunity to show me up!"

  Peter laughed at this. "Well, how do you know she wasn't aiming at Khan? She may have sided with you."

  Stephen looked over at Peter in shock. "You saw who she was aiming at?"

  Peter started to speak, when the stairs squeaked, and Victor's voice was heard. "Guys? Are you up there? What happened?"

  He reached the top of the stairs, and saw Diane.

  "AHHH!" he screamed.


 

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