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Xerachnia
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Xerachnia walked through the throng of apparently normal humans, the rain plastering her jet black hair to her face. They could be nonhuman, she supposed. Why should they all be human? She was not exactly human and no one seemed to notice. Xerachnia smiled, her two sharp pincers clicking behind her human teeth. No one noticed anything around here. Xerachnia's parents had been as human as all of these people looked. They had been as human as humans could be, no magic, no skills, no life. They had wandered into the Dark Forest alone and had fallen to the dangers inside. Their baby daughter awaited the same fate but was rescued of it by spiders, giant spiders. They seeled her away into a cocoon for many years and when she emerged they named her Xerachnia, the Queen of Spiders. She was sent out into the human world to find a new place for the spiders to live. They were running out of food in the Dark Forest and needed somewhere that they could grow and thrive. The rain continued to pour down from the sky. Not here. Spiders hated rain.
Xerachnia sat in the shelter of a warm inn, drinking warm soup from a cup. The human part of her enjoyed this but the spider part was in disgust. Sitting inside in the light when there was darkness and prey outside, prey that would only be too easy to catch... Xerachnia shook her head to clear her mind of such thoughts. They had a good team of sorcerors in this town so if she was to cause any trouble they would cause trouble for her. It wouldn't do to be discovered. Xerachnia put down her cup and headed up to her room.
In the safety of her room Xerachnia took off her long cloak that had been covering her entire body. Underneath she wore human clothing, pants and a shirt that ended somewhere above her belly button. The reason for this short shirt was obvious once her cape was off. Coming out of her midsection were four long spindly legs lightly covered in coarse fur. She stretched out her spider legs, glad that she finally found somewhere private enough to move them around a bit. What looked almost like a second belly button was above her first. It was her spinnaret, for shooting the sticky substance that made spider webs. Three more eyes opened on her forehead, redly gleaming with their many faccets. Lastly her mandibles came out of her mouth and clicked a few times. Finally comfortable she settled down to go to sleep.
When Xerachnia woke up she was feeling irritable, like she usually did when she slept at night. Spiders were nocturnal but it would look strange to the normal humans if she came out only at night. Besides that, Xerachnia didn't know if she could contain her hunting instinct if she was too active at night. Xerachnia put her cloak back on and set out away from the town.
Once Xerachnia was far enough away from the town as to limit travellers she stuffed her cloak in her pack and climbed up the trunk of a tree, her spider legs making the tall tree nothing. Once she got to the top she started spining web into the wind. As the wind caught her web it shot out longer and longer. When she decided it was of good enough length she stopped spinning and held onto the line of web as it carryed her away into the sky. Ballooning was always fun for Xerachnia. She never knew where she would land, once she had landed far out at sea and that had been annoying but she was a good swimmer and had found a boat to take her elsewhere. Eventually the wind began to wane and she descended into another forest.
As Xerachnia's two human feet touched the ground she heard a soft shriek. She cut the web from herself and turned just in time to see the retreating form of a female human. With incredible speed that no human could match Xerachnia leapt from her position and landed in front of the girl. Slipping her pincers out of her mouth, Xerachnia bit the girl on the neck and then caught her as she fell. As Xerachnia tied the girl to a tree with more webbing she debated whether or not to feed off of the young human. She had given her enough poison that she would not wake for a day or two and when she did would probably not remember Xerachnia coming out of the sky. Not knowing when she might get her next meal, Xerachnia fed off of a bit of the girls blood. She hadn't taken too much so the girl would live and a well used path was nearby so the girl could get help. A spider rule was that one should never kill a food source if not necessary. One never knew when they might have to use that same food source again. With that in mind Xerachnia set off.
Xerachnia had slipped on a loose shirt, folding up her extra limbs inside of it. She wanted to make sure that no one suspected her of being the monster that she was right after she fed off of one of the members of the town. Xerachnia was once again dropping off her belongings into a room at an inn when a clicking distracted her attention. The spiders communicate by clicking their pincers together and it sounded like one was in the room. "Hail Spider Queen." Xerachnia made out. Finally she was able to find the source of the sound to a black spider about the size of her hand.
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"Hail Spider Queen," the black spider chittered once more before Xerachnia scooped him up in her hands.
"What is it my faithful servant?" she asked in in spider-speak. All spiders were her servants so it was right to call this spider one.
"I have been sent by the giant spider clan of the Dark Forest to ask about your findings. Have you found a new home for the spider race yet?"
Xerachnia opened her spider eyes and they glittered in the candle light. "No, I have not. So far the places with human habitation have held the most resources but the places I have been so far have been well protected and our kind would not do well. Tonight I will survey this area for likely places to start a new colony."
The spider rose up to chitter once more but then Xerachnia heard her door open. She quickly shut her extra eyes and popped her pincers back into ehr mouth. Unfortunatly the human male who opened the door saw the large spider still sitting in her hands. "Sp- Spider!" he yelled as he smacked it out of her hands and then stomped it into green mush on the floor.
Next page. Head back home? The background is mine so don't steal it! The moving spider is from the Animation Arthouse.
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