struggles against his bindings, eyes darting around the van, filled with spiders and darkness. Wh-why are we here? Wh-what do you want?
pulls away from Peter I wanted to talk but you decided to go all hero on me.
tenses up, heart pounding N-No, man! I didn't mean to! You've got me all tied up! What choice do I have?!
Would it be so bad to be friends with the guy that can take down an entire gang in one night?
nervously nods No, of course not... I mean, it's just... pauses, looking at the spiders I don't like the way you're putting it.
The guy in there may look like you, but he won't stand a chance against me.
voice shaking W-What are you going to do to me? Are you going to let these spiders eat me alive? Please, Centus, I don't want to fight you!
trembling, slowly reaches up and removes his mask, revealing his face to Centus Okay, okay... here it is... now what?
I slowly untie him So you know how you have blood and venom in your system right now?
eyes widen with fear and confusion B-Blood and venom? What... what are you talking about? Are you trying to poison me? Why would you do that?
This venom will turn you into a monster. And because you're so young the changes will be more intense. As much as I'd love to see how it turns out. I'm a good guy. So I'm saving you.
breath catches in his throat, a mix of fear and relief washes over him S-Save me? But... why? Why would you want to help me?
I used to be a supervillain, now I help people become superheroes.
blinks rapidly, processing Centus's words You... used to be a supervillain? How did you... change? Why are you helping me now?
I had a very slow and painful redemption arc. After you're done getting tangled in webs feel free to ask me about it. I should probably let you loose.
<Centus unties Peter and Peter escapes from the van, only to find himself caught in a sticky web of Centus's creation.>
Looks like my webs work as a temporary paralysis agent. It's better than handcuffs, plus I can make them stronger if need be. That's actually one of my powers.
struggles against the sticky web, panic rising in his voice Let me go, Centus! Please! I don't want to be trapped like this any longer!
frantically thrashes about N-No, of course not! But please, Centus, there must be another way! Please, just let me go!
Oh no. If you want me to stop then you'll have to beg for it. I hate begging, but those that don't learn will have to suffer. Beg me to stop.
desperation laces his voice, stuttering as he speaks P-Please, Centus! Please, stop this! I-I beg you! I... I can't... I can't breathe...
voice trembling, tears streaming down his face Please, Centus, have mercy on me! I-I promise I'll do anything you want! Just please, let me go!