Symbiotic Boots 2: The Spawning, Prologue

Symbiotic Boots 2: The Spawning
Prologue: Taking Shape
by Boofka

Thursday morning...

Peter Parker put on his Spider-Man costume in front of his sleeping girlfriend, Mary Jane Watson. His stirring woke her up, startled to find him preparing and donning his costume.

"Pete, is everything all right?" she said, covering her naked body with her bedsheets.

Peter let out a sigh. "I have to report to Avengers Tower immediately, and then I'm probably off to the Helicarrier. One of our satellites is tracking a large movement of soldiers in Latveria, the stronghold of-"

"Doctor Doom." MJ interrupted.

Peter nodded. "We think they might be preparing an invasion of Symkaria, their neighboring country. But until they do, the US or UN cannot legally declare war. So, the President has asked the Avengers to patrol the area and prevent whatever it is Doom is planning, while the Fantastic Four is trying to track Doom down. Weirdly, he hasn't been spotted in weeks."

MJ nodded as she patted Peter on the back. "I'm sorry you have to go, hun. You know when you'll be back?"

Peter shook his head. "I don't. But hey, it was going to be a girl's weekend with Amy on her way, right? Now I'm just out of the way while you two girls take Manhattan!"

MJ laughed. "I'm sorry you'll miss her."

Peter shrugged. "I'm sure I'll see her soon. I'd just be a third wheel for you two!"

MJ softly hit Peter with one of her pillows. Peter kissed MJ goodbye, opened the window of their living room, and jumped down, flying through the air with the help of swinging on his webs.

MJ's attention moved towards her closet, where two tall, black, glossy rubber rain boots that had cleverly disguised the white spider-symbol adorning them were. Ever since the incident with Elsa, a trained mutant assassin who had successfully stolen the boots before MJ and her friend Jake got them back, MJ had only been the Booted Beauty a few times. It was getting harder and harder to avoid Peter, and the incident with Elsa had upset her. It had shown that her boots were powerful, and there were forces that were trying desperately to get their hands, or their feet, on them. Moreover, MJ was upset with how Elsa had tricked her telepathically, even if she did enjoy the experience the night after they met. However, with Peter off patrolling Latveria with the Avengers, MJ thought this could be the weekend the Booted Beauty came back, full force, into the superheroic community of New York.

***
Thursday afternoon...

MJ had play rehearsal, and left the apartment shortly after Peter did to go to work at the theater.

Meanwhile, a pinkish bubble gum like substance was expanding under the boots themselves, soon appearing like a pool underneath them. Finally, when it was formed enough, the pink goo moved out of MJ's closet, snooping around MJ's apartment. Frustrated in not finding a human host to which to create its booted form for, the pink liquid instead hid in an air duct, waiting for the opportune moment and opportune host...

***

Thursday night...

Three soldiers in black armor set up base on the roof of the building immediately across from MJ's apartment. Most of them were wearing night vision goggles, pointed directly at the apartment MJ and Peter shared. They set up various computers, surveillance equipment, and antenna in order to successfully spy on the red-headed woman across the street.

"The coordinates are correct, yes?" one of the soldiers said in a language that was not English.

"According to our master." A pause. "He got it out of Elsa, the mutant vixon. She's dead now. After failure to retrieve the boots, she outlived her usefulness."

The third soldier pipped up. "This is the apartment of Mary Jane Watson, the name Elsa shouted as the true identity of the masked hero known as the Booted Beauty."

One of the soldiers opened a laptop computer, and a bright screen shined on his face. He hurriedly typed, then closed the laptop.

"I have informed Central Command that we are prepared and unloaded. A surveillance van will be in the morning, so we can spy without being seen in the daylight tomorrow. Tonight, we look for the symbiotic life cells through our scan, to confirm this is the correct home. After that, we need to find the location of the boots, and then, retrieval."

The soldier's two comrades nodded, and continued to assemble their equipment for their surveillance.