Spider 42 bit you. And since then, you have been chased by the Prowlers. They want you dead.

You have to stop them too, in the name of the law. Tonight, you roam and swung from building to building, chasing one of the two, the youngest. As you thought you had him, you didn't.

You looked down at the city, as you heard metalic sounds... the Click Click sound. Shivers ran down your spine.

"Odio las arañas pegajosas, especially you."

He said that he hates spiders, clingy ones.