Blood Curdling

Disclaimer: I don't own Ultimate Spider-Man or any of the characters. Marvel owns all of these fictional characters. The story is just for fun. I hope all who read this will enjoy.

Prologue

A man walks into a chamber with few lights that illuminated the room. A shadowy figure sat on a tall, gothic throne. A set of searing red eyes locked on the visitor. The man stopped 5 feet from the throne and bowed.

"My lord, your soldiers are ready. All of them have been briefed on the mission for the first phase of your plan." The mystery man said. "Good. Have they taken their positions throughout the city?" The dark figure asked, his voice a ghastly, deep echo. "Indeed, they are just waiting for our enemies' guards to drop." The man answered.

A loud tiger-like snarl resonated from the seated figure's throat. The mystery man's eyes widened with shock and fear. He began sweating profusely; not knowing what would come next.

"You smell of fear and weakness." The ghastly figure growled. "I-I thought I had done everything exactly as you said!" The mystery man answered his voice thick with fear. "You have done nothing wrong, servant, I am merely annoyed with our time table." The shadowy figure answered with an aggravated tone.

The man stands up and pulls out a device. He presses a button. On a holographic screen it displays profiles of the heroes that are known to be in New York City.

"The heroes that stand in your way will be neutralized at your command. Not even the Avengers will be able to defeat you and your army, my lord." The man said with a smug grin. "Good, but the captain is to be kept alive. He will be a most useful servant after I take what I want and need from him." The shadowy figure chuckled.

The man goes through the profiles displaying heroes such as Iron Man, Hulk, Falcon, but one hero in an iconic red and blue suit with a familiar black symbol on the chest draws the utmost attention from the red eyed figure.

"Stop there." The unknown figure ordered.

For several minutes the red eyes locked on the individual. The mystery man was scratching his head, unsure of why his master seem so fixed on this particular hero.

"My lord, what is wrong?" The man asked. "This particular individual is most unique; he was able to stop one of my plans with irritating ease. And he was able to resist my abilities." The shadowy figure elaborated, his eyes burning fiercely. "Shall we destroy him first?" The man asked. "Normally I would say: yes. But this one is most intriguing; I would like him as a servant also. It would be interesting to see his transformation." The shadowy figure chuckled as a smile spread across his face.

The shadowy figure got off his throne and walked down to the man.

"We begin, now." The red eyed man said. "My lord, shouldn't we wait till everything is in order. Patience is a virtue." The mystery man said. A frown appeared on the mastermind's pale face. "My patience has evaporated. I've waited for to long for this new era. Alert my soldiers, phase one begins now." The pale man said.

The mystery man turned off the device and put it away; then bowed.

"As you command, Lord Dracula." The mystery man said.