Come into my parlor said the spider to the fly.

[steponmebff]

I would like this to be no worse than PG 13.
No nudity, no superbad words (pleeeeaase), and no.... just make it clean.

[steponmebff]

Luc was very interested in this new point of view. He already received many wonderful gifts this new world had to offer this 8-legged fiend. He swiftly discovered that alleys were the perfect place to set his snares. And oh, they have already entangled much game. He also noticed that none of them were his usual kill. These only had four legs, or even only two. But oh, did the two-legged ones taste the sweetest. Already he had 2, one of which was a well dressed gentleman. What odd coverings. he thought. But they fit quite nicely, and found that they were the perfect disguise to lure in prey in the open.

All was wonderful, until he actually caught a bug once more...

[steponmebff]

Helen was utterly confused. She was used to seeing the world, but thought it was bigger. Disoriented, she stumbles down the street, trying to shake off the dizziness.
"Ahhh! Monster! Help!" These other creatures were so loud. So, trying to get as far as she could to such noisy things, she took off into the sky.
"A monster! Get the police!" She heard from below. Even more noises, and flashing lights. Why must they be so loud? she thought.
Bang! Bang! Even more noise and lights! Helen was just starting to get a headache when zing! Riiip! Bullets made her beautiful wings, her gift from weeks in her cocoon, became as holy as swiss cheese and ever so ragged! No longer having anything to hold her up, She fell! Down, down, until... Splash!She landed right in to the Seine! Her poor wings, now not only tattered, but waterlogged as well! But they soon became her end. Like sponges, Helen's wings were filled with water, and were now too heavy. Struggling to reach the surface, fighting for survival, up to her final breath. This is it she thought. Soon darkness overcame her, losing consciousness. giving in to her fate, she released her final breath...
A hand grabs hers and drags her up.....

[steponmebff]

He didn't know why he saved her, really. An easy meal, he kept telling himself, but when Luc saw her, flying above the buildings, so beautiful, so innocent, he could do nothing but watch from his alley. What was worse was when they shot her down! Those miserable humans! Still enchanted by the beauty he witnessed, Luc quickly (and foolishly,he thought)ran to her rescue. Using a trick he learned from a swimming spider he knew, Luc grabbed a bubble, and swam down.

She was sinking fast. Luc grabbed the hand of the dying beauty, and swam out. He couldn't try to help her out in the open, people would see and scream some more. With the waterlogged butterfly over his shoulder, he once again bolted.

Finally, they made it back to the safety of the alley's shadows. Luc now can see if the butterfly was okay. Luckily, the way here bouncing on his shoulder helped get any water she had out of her lungs. She was alive, but unconscious. Good thing, too. Then he saw the tattered remains of her wings. Luc never cried before, not for anyone, not even himself. But when he saw that the delicate beauty of the blue iridescent wings were destroyed, he found all his eyes getting warm and wet. A butterfly must take so much time trapped in a chrysalis just to receive such, and all it took for it to be gone forever was a few minutes. His sorrow swiftly turned to rage. Curse the humans! Curse them all!