Chapitre 3: Mutation
Peter lay unconscious beside the alleyway, the spider's venom began to circulate through his bloodstream, triggering a series of changes within his body.
Deep within his cells, the venom's unique properties caused a profound genetic reaction. It targeted specific genes and activated dormant pathways, unlocking the untapped potential within Peter's DNA.
His body's cellular machinery went into overdrive, rapidly and meticulously altering his physiology.
As the venom coursed through his veins, it triggered a surge of heightened metabolism. Peter's cells underwent a remarkable transformation, becoming more efficient and dynamic.
His muscle tissues expanded and strengthened, granting him enhanced strength and agility.
The venom's influence extended to his nervous system, rewiring neural pathways to heighten his reflexes and sensory perception. His senses became extraordinarily acute.
Simultaneously, Peter's skeletal structure underwent subtle yet significant changes. His bones grew denser and more resilient, providing him with natural armour and increased durability.
As Peter remained unconscious, his body gradually adjusted to these transformative changes, integrating them seamlessly into his overall physiology.
As Peter's eyes fluttered open, he found himself surrounded by the dimly lit, deserted alleyway. The fading daylight had given way to the embrace of the night, casting elongated shadows across the damp pavement.
His senses, now heightened, brought the scene into vivid focus.
He took off his glasses. He can see perfectly.
" What is going on? " He said to himself wondering about the sudden improvement in his vision.
He felt a slight disorientation, his mind trying to grasp the events that had led him to this moment.
As his memories resurfaced, the realization of the spider bite and the subsequent changes within his body flooded his thoughts.
Taking a deep breath, Peter's lungs filled with air more efficiently than before, providing a surge of newfound vitality.
The darkness seemed less imposing as his eyes effortlessly adjusted to the low-light environment, allowing him to perceive intricate details that would have otherwise been obscured.
A gentle breeze brushed against his skin, and he felt an extraordinary sensitivity. Every gust carried a wealth of information.
He marvelled at the heightened touch that allowed him to discern the texture of the brick walls against his fingertips.
With a sense of curiosity mixed with trepidation, Peter tentatively reached out towards the nearest wall. As his hand made contact, he instinctively applied a fraction of force, and to his astonishment, his palm adhered effortlessly to the surface.
The minuscule hairs on his fingertips extended slightly, providing a grip reminiscent of a spider's ability to cling to any surface.
As his fingers gripped the textured bricks, he exerted a fraction of his enhanced strength, pushing against the wall. To his amazement, his body effortlessly defied gravity, and he began to ascend.
Step by step, he climbed, his limbs moving with a grace and fluidity he had never experienced before.
" Wow. " Peter murmured.
The sensation was exhilarating, a symbiotic dance between his enhanced reflexes, muscular coordination, and the sticky grip of his fingertip.
So much so that he did not even realize that he climbed to the top of the building. But the wind notified him with a touch.
He looked down at the pitch-black alleyway. Surprise his grip soften and he grabbed the steel pipe on the top of the building.
He pulled himself and lay on the top.
He looked at the steel he just grabbed. It crashed with a mark on his palm. He again looked at his hands in surprise.
" What is happening inside my body? It's like I am a different person. " He jumped with ease.
" Maybe the spider had some sort of radiation and it transfer into my body. " He tried to connect the dots but soon he gave up.
Because it was nighttime and Uncle Ben and Aunt May would be worrying about him right now.
As Peter landed on the ground, his spider-like agility allowed him to land gracefully, absorbing the impact with ease. He took a moment to steady himself.
" Things will be great if I can produce a web-like spider. " Peter said. He grabbed his bag which was laying beside the trash can.
Undeterred, Peter continued his journey home on foot.
As he arrived, he said. " Sorey, Aunt May I am late because I went to a friend's party. And I am tired gotta sleep. "
He quickly went upstairs and entered his room and slammed the door.
" What is happening to Peter? " Aunt May said.
Uncle Ben who was fixing the camera just laughed. " Relax, Hormones. It's the teenager phase. "
Inside his room, Peter took a moment to reflect on the events that had led him to this point.
His mind buzzed with thoughts of how he could use his strength, agility, and heightened senses.
" I need to taste my capability. " He looked outside the window and landed in the backyard. He shook his head. " Not now, I need to eat. "
After eating the meal he entered his room again.
Uncle Ben and Aunt May were now sleeping. He did not want them to wake up.
He jumped from his window and landed in the backyard.
Peter found himself surrounded by the familiar sights and sounds of his home's outdoor sanctuary. The moon cast a gentle glow over the landscape, illuminating the trees, plants, and the small patch of grass that he had known since childhood.
With each step he took, Peter couldn't help but feel a tingling sensation beneath his skin, a constant reminder of the spider's bite and the changes it had brought upon him.
He gazed up at the night sky, feeling a deep connection with the world around him.
Peter decided to further explore his enhanced abilities. He began with simple tests of strength, feeling the power coursing through his muscles. He effortlessly lifted heavy objects, his movements fluid and controlled.
He lifted a large rock with ease.
His agility, too, seemed limitless. Peter leapt and somersaulted, his body moving with uncanny grace and precision.
He found himself able to perform acrobatic manoeuvres that would have been impossible for an ordinary person.
" It is like my body instinctively knew what to do! "
Next, Peter focused on his senses. He closed his eyes, heightening his other faculties. Every sound, no matter how faint, reached his ears with crystal clarity.
He could hear the rustle of leaves, the distant hum of city traffic, and even the delicate footsteps of insects on the ground.
He smiled. And decided to head back to his room.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
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