Things just got real for, Red. He knew Deadblood was still around, but things were starting to look up for once in his life. It was his luck that this ogre of a man decided to knock on his door tonight. He was more pissed at himself for just letting Steve in so easily, more than anything else. Not that it really mattered though, it was doubtful Steve would have given up if Red didn’t open the door.

It wasn’t the time to kick himself for his lack of security, though. Red was getting up from Steve’s most recent blow as the hulking brute slowly lurched at the chainsaw killer. Red could see Steve’s beady eyes moving rapidly under his black, skintight, mask as the beast charged at him with a wild fist. Red was able to duck the punch, however, and responded with a swift combination to Steve’s mug. Despite being a formidable flurry, it didn’t seem to do much more than disorient the monster, as Steve grabbed Rd by the waist and literally flung him across the room.

Red’s body smashed against his wall, as he writhed in pain for a few moments. Obviously his current strategy wasn’t working so well. He had to think fast, though, since Steve was already coming at him. Red rose to his feet and briefly scanned the room he was in, seeing what could be used as a makeshift weapon to hold off this giant piece of garbage. The first thing he saw was a stereo system, it was expensive, but that wasn’t really his concern right now.

Red: Alright shithead. You want to play? I’ll play alright.

*Red then launched the stereo at Steve’s massive body.*

Red: Catch!

Steve instinctively caught the stereo in his arms as Red was fast to take advantage of the situation. He leaped across the room and slid under Steve, who was distracted by the stereo. Rd then decided to launch his fist right into Steve’s royal jewels only to be horribly surprised. Reds fist shot back down to him in pain as all he felt there was a cold hard plate of steel.

Red: Motherfucker, what the hell is wrong with you?!

This made Steve angry as he attempted to spike the stereo down on Red Spyder’s skull. Steve was not quick enough, however, and Red was able to evade the stereo bashing his ribs in. Instead Red grabbed a lamp lying on a nearby table, and with all his might, swung it 360 degrees at the back of Steve’s head. The lamp literally shattered to pieces on impact, and sent Steve tumbling forward onto the ground. He finally knocked that piece of shit down.

He was reinvigorated now, Steve wasn’t invincible, but this shit wasn’t over yet. Red took the few moments he had to catch his breath and get his thoughts together. The lamp was useful but Red knew he wasn’t going to do any real damage to Steve unless he had some heavier artillery. Steve was already getting up when he heard a strange noise bellow from him. It sounded like…a roar. A lion’s roar.

Red: Ok, seriously. First you’re missing a dick and now you’re a fucking lion? What is this shit?!

The monster was back on his feet now as he whipped his body around to face Red. He let out another roar as he cracked his knuckles and slowly began to approach the chainsaw killer. Red braced himself for a confrontation, but couldn’t really find anything in his vicinity that he could use as a weapon. At that moment, however, April burst down a hallway brandishing some sort of large weapon behind her.

April: Red! Here! Take this!

Red: APRIL! I told you to get out of here!

Suddenly, Steve’s attention was diverted. He let out a grumbling roar and shifted his body around to April, and began to charge at her.

Red: RUN! APRIL! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!

April couldn’t hear Red, the sight of Steve launching himself at her froze her in fear. Red had to think fast.