"This would go a lot faster if you would just tell me where it is!" The spider creature snapped at you.

"I already told you." You huffed struggling against the webs. "I know nothing about computers, or tech. I can't tell you where the hard drive is because I don't know." Your arms were pulled taunt on either side of you. And the web at your back kept your body stuck.

Your focus was more on the webs than the Spider monster thing Infront of you to be honest. So, you didn't see his annoyance slowly shift to a malicious smirk.

"You know? I don't suppose I believe you."

A glance at him told you this was not going to be a good situation.

"Believe me or don't, it doesn't change anything. I won't tell you anything."

His smirk turned to a grin.

"So, you won't tell me anything."

"That's right. I won't tell you anything because I don't know anything." You emphasized.

The spider chuckled.

"Well I suppose. I'll simply have to jog your memory then." He walked behind you and took ahold of your arms.

"Wait. What are you doing?!" You thrashed but his grip was surprisingly strong.

"Bringing you along, of course. After all, if you aren't going to talk I will require my tools." He brought your hands behind you back and the webbing stuck them together tightly.

"I told you I don't know anything!" You shouted trying to pull away.

The spider lifted you bridal style, despite your struggles, with ease.

"You keep saying that." He mused thoughtfully. "And yet, I've already stated that I don't believe you." Metallic legs sprouted from his back making you flinch.

He smirked amusedly and allowed them to carry you both out of your work building and into the sewer system.

You struggled fiercely which seemed to annoy him.

"Stop wriggling." He ordered his lips turning to a frustrated frown.

"Oh you mean like this?" You asked bucking wildly. The spider stumbled and you fell from his arms. Without arms to catch you and concrete coming towards you far too quickly, you only tensed in anticipation of the pain.

But the pain never came. Instead his arm caught you around your hips.

"Here's an idea." He offered sarcastically. "If you don't want to break a bone, hold still."

"And let you win? Not a chance." You challenged squirming even more now. Since he had dropped lower to catch you, you were closer to the ground.

The spider looked annoyed but slowly his annoyance morphed into a smirk.

"Heh alright. Suit yourself."

You were about to ask what he was so smug about when he pulled you against his chest with an arm around your lower back. His other hand dug into his jacket pocket.

"What are you doing?!" You shouted attempting to squirm away. But with your hands behind your back that was not entirely possible.

"Well If you insist on wriggling, I will have to resort to counter measures." He informed you casually pulling a syringe from his pocket. "Now for your own safety, I would suggest you hold still." He grinned maliciously holding you tighter. This restricted your movement making you unable to squirm even if you had wanted to.

He pressed the needle into your arm and in moments the world faded away.

Not long later.

"Keep her if you want. Just don't let her distract you." Came a woman's firm voice.

"As you wish, my Queen." A male voice agreed respectfully.

For a moment you thought you had fallen asleep on the couch and left the t.v on to some medieval drama show. But you could feel someone's arms around you holding you bridal style.

Next a searing pain ran up your arm and you jerked a bit. This made you groan in pain as it irritated your arm even further.

"Even unconscious, you refuse to hold still." A male voice chuckled.

You opened your eyes slowly, allowing them to adjust to your surroundings. The room was dark but had green glowing lights on the ceiling. The room around you had multiple screens and Machines.

"Good morning." The spider addressed you as he placed you down in a cage and shut the door.

"Why did you kidnap me?" You asked working at the webs around your arms.

"You have something I need." He explained simply with a shrug. He then leaned close to the bars. His face only a breath away. "And you know what they say, 'In for a penny, in for a pound.'"

You frowned.

"Who's your queen?"

The spider rose a brow.

"The Spider Queen."

"Of course." You groaned. "Is that why you wanted the hard drive? To make more spider thingies?!" You demanded.

The spider smirked.

"Well aren't you clever? Now why don't you talk? Or perhaps I should persuade you?"

You frowned.

"And you're her lackey?"

He looked taken aback and even a touch insulted.

"I would not say 'lackey'."

"Servant boy then." You smirked.

The spider glared at you.

"That's demeaning at best."

Your smirk grew into a smile. He was oddly attractive when he got angry.

"So what's your name, servant boy?"

"I would refrain from calling me that, if I were you." He mentioned lowly as he glowered at you with glowing green eyes.

"I will call you that until you tell me your name." You grinned triumphantly.

"My name is Syntax." He announced plucking up a knife.

You flinched and backed up in the cage as he walked over.

Syntax grew a smirk as he twirled the knife.

"Oho don't be shy now." He opened the cage and took your arm tugging you over.

You flinched and squeezed your eyes shut waiting for the pain.

Syntax paused for a moment then shoved you back into the cage and closed the door.

"I have work to do. Be quiet, or I'll gag you. Is that clear?"

You blinked in confusion but nodded simply.

"Good." He muttered and lifted a soddering iron and getting to work.

As you watched him work, you realized the spider was missing a box shape on the stomach.

"Is that where the drive would go?" You ventured cocking your head to the side.

Syntax glanced up as your hair lightly fell over one eye.

You could have swore his cheeks twinged pink before his head snapped back to his work.

He coughed into his fist. Then cleared his throat.

"Yes, as a matter of fact."

You studied the robot carefully.

"You built that?"

Syntax sighed exasperatedly.

"Yes."

"That's brilliant." You mentioned astonished.

Syntax's movements froze.

"You think so?"

You nodded.

"Of course. Not just anyone can make that sort of thing."

"Would you like to know how It works?" Syntax asked turning in his chair.

Slowly you nodded.

Days passed and you noticed Syntax seemed to enjoy your company. Eventually, he cut your arms loose and even let you wander around his lab.

Until one day he returned with the hard drive. Syntax entered the lab refusing to even glance your way. Without so much as a wave he paused staring at the hard drive. His gaze flicked to you for a moment then he grabbed your wrist and dragged you from the lab.

"Syntax wh-"

"Hush!" He hissed over his shoulder looking around the corner as if watching for someone. Then he practically ran with you into a hall leading into the sewers. But just at that moment, another spider mutant stepped into your way.

"Where you going, nerd?"

Syntax pressed you behind him.

"She has decided to show me where the hard drive is. Now let us pass, Huntsman." He muttered dangerously.

"Oh, well isn't that interesting." Huntsman mused with a smirk. "And here I thought I definitely saw you with that drive not more than a minute ago."

Syntax's hand curled into a fist.

"You were mistaken, as usual." He took your wrist roughly pulling you with him. "Now step aside."

Huntsman grinned at the challenge.

"I don't think I will." He pulled out a whip made of webs. "I think you'll hand over the test subject and go back to your lab."

"Test subject?" You asked looking at Syntax. "Syntax...what does he mean."

Syntax blinked and a visor appeared over his eyes.

"Not a chance."

You yelped as a spider mech slammed into Huntsman and Syntax tugged you against him. His metallic legs shot from his back and ran as he held you against him bridal style.

When Syntax arrived in an alleyway near your old work place he placed you down.

"What are you-"

"Releasing you." Syntax interrupted his gaze on the the ground. "And I....I apologize...for taking you." He muttered. "As for your previous question....I was to use you as a test subject for..... future experiments."

Your jaw dropped slightly.

"But you...?" You urged him to continue.

"I-I couldn't." He explained simply looking very angry with himself.

You smiled and shook your head a bit.

"Syntax."

He hummed but you grabbed him by the collar and tugged him forward kissing his lips forcefully.

Syntax tensed but slowly melted into your kiss. His hands snaked around your back and pulled you closer. Soon the kiss ended and you smirked up at him.

"Next time you want a date ask for one. Instead of kidnapping me."

Syntax grinned down at you.

"Of course, My Lady."