The daily struggle of a spider

Chapter 3: Butch vs Ants 1

"Ohh my dear children," she said hanging upside down on a thin white thread and with her eight eyes she looked at swam of newly born spiders that covered every inch of the ground beneath her.

'Finally its about to hatch,' She smiled as the last egg shock, it stood at the edge of the burrow.

The egg stopped shacking after a small crack appeared.

She frowned slowly descending the web, 'is something wrong with that child?'

'Should help it out of the egg?' She shock her head at that thought, 'I'm only here to protect them from predators not themselves.'

She stopped and waited for the spiderling to come out. Just as her mother had watched and protected her until she molted, she wouldn't dare intervene. Children needed space to grow and she would give to them.

Finally york burst out with a little spider being dragger out.

'No,' she thought looking at its small frail size, 'why is so small?'

"Krrrk..kkrkrrrrkrrr...rrkuhjkkkr.." the spider cried as it struggled to clear the york from its eyes and the other spiderling went silent looking at the new energetic spiderling.

'It's fine, it has all eight of its eyes and legs,' she smile as the new spiderling approached another spiderling. 'It seems your a curious one.'

'I'll call you Butch.' She thought with a heavy heart, with such a small size Butch would likely die at the hands of his brothers and sisters before leaving the cave. It was only natural, soon they would starve and would let them fend for themselves as she had done at a young age and she understood to a young spider the easiest meal was the your unexpecting sibling. 

She smiled as Butch turned from the other spiderling turning to the burrows exit, 'It seems I won't have worry about his brothers and sisters eating him.'

'Wait I still have to give him, his name.' She slowly descended as she said "My dear children, I want you to know regardless of what you become in life I will always be proud of you, you can die or survive and gro....

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'Hell is real and I'm living in it.' Butch thought with a frown on his face and screeches behind him. How could this happen to him? Was it karma or cosmic retribution? He didn't know why but had read fiction a few time in his short life, and understood that in most reincarnation stories those who reincarnate are never reincarnated to their world.

With that in mind, a part of him had given up on returning to his love and even if they were in the same world how could he ever expect her to date a spider.

He sighed turning to his screeching brothers and sisters, 'should I leave?'

'But where would I go?' Two of his legs tapped on the webbed ground, it was a question that had plagued his mind for hours since he woke up. 'I don't know much about much about this world and other than my name I doubt she'll tell me anything.'

He glanced up at his big eight eyed mother hovering above him, he still felt shivers through his body looking at her.

'I was hoping to find someone to leave with but..' He looked back at his siblings one more time and sighed that he had no one to venture out into this unknown world with.

Butch walked on the web that lay on the dirt ground, past his egg shell to the uneven ground had a steep slope, yet as he steppped onto the slop the hair along his legs clung to the ground.

He smiled with each step as the slope turned vertical the higher he climbed but now he had to use the claws at the end of his legs to get a perfect grip on the vertical ground.

'Does this world also have towers like earth?' He wondered, feeling the cool air that flowed into the bright circle above him, 'It be great if it did, that would mean I could use mana and use the towers system.'

Mana was an unknown force to earth until the towers appeared through out the earth, and instantly civilisation crumble but that was a thousand years ago, after while humanity began to understand how to use mana and the towers system.

'I should look for humans, in every fiction they are the best source of information.' Butch thought stepping out of the burrow into the warm light, the sound of water splashing far off mixed with the rustling of the leaves creating a calming melody that Butch didn't care about as he walked between the towering grass leaves.

'Damn, its like a jungle,' he groaned internally, his puny to the point that grass seemed to be a jungle.

He pushed another leaf to the side. The grass leaves towered over him, he could barely see the tree's.

But he pushed on, he had to find civilisation. If reincarnation was possible then they could know something and since in most fictional stories there was often a god behind everything Butch was now looking for a church.

"Huff..huff..huff.." he sat down against a blade of grass trying to catch his breath, 'maybe I should return to burrow and ask for directions.'

'I guess this is one of the benefits of having eight eyes,' He could clearly see behind himself, he didn't even need to glance back to see he had left no foot steps but he still remembered the way to the burrow.

The grass leaves rustled as if something was moving between them. 

Butch didn't bother turning, he could clearly see behind him and assumed that anything that moved through the grass was not a threat.

"Food. Find food. Food, find food. Food, find food." It mumbled stepping into his vision, It had a pair of black eyes that had no whitening, two antennas hung above it's eyes, two sharp mandibles and six legs connected to it round center and big round shape at the back.

'it's just an ant,' Butch leaned back into the leaf but the ant stopped turning its gaze towards him.

"Food?" The ants antannas moved eradicate looking at the spiderling a few feet away then, it rushed forward.

'Should I ask it for directions? Yeah it would be better than walking back to the burrow.' He smiled as it rushed toward him but with each step its mandibles widened then.

It's mandibles cut the glass leaf that Butch once laid on as Butch jumped back.

'Did it really just attack me,' Butch frowned looking at the ant.

He had really been attacked by an ant as a climber this was unheard of, although he was no longer human or a climber he still had the pride of a climber. Even if the highest floor he ever climbed to was the 10 floor for a mere ant to attack him was an offense he couldn't overlook. 

''Your dead,'' he said as he lowered his stance ready for it to attack.

"Food," the ant looked at him titling its head as if judging him then it lunged again.

Butch jump back to the grass leaf behind him. The ants bit through the air.

He bounced off the leaf and pulsed through the air as his pedipalps(antenna like bodypart in front of the mouth) widened.

His eyes narrowed aiming only for its neck, the pedipalps curled around the ant's neck holding it in place as Butch's teeth descended on it.

"Kreeeeeee," A shrill left its lips while Butch's teeth bit through its shell like neck.

'Fuck what is that?' he thought, feeling the urge to vomit as an foul odor erupted into the air but stopped himself as the ant struggled beneath him.

The ant finally stopped twitching, its body crumbled onto the dirt but the foul smell from it body still lingered in the air.

'Ding' As Butch was about to pull his fangs out of it's neck, a familiar ding rang through his mind while words formed before his eyes.

[Congratulations on your first kill]

[Kill ranked unlikely: You've killed an ant(LV0) before your first molt an unlikely task for a spiderling]

[Reward for an unlikely kill: ×5 (All exp gained before your first molt will be multipled by 5]

[3 Exp gained]

[×5 Multiplication activating]

[15 Total exp gained]

'These notifications look similar to those of tower but the system is different from my previous one,' Butch felt the urge to question everything but smiled regardless of which was the answer, he would benefit from the system but a part of him hoped it was the towers system instead of him being reborn in an unknown world.

"Hmmm," his heart jumped for joy as a sugary flavour flowed to his teeth, he had never tasted this before and loved it.

'Did ant's always taste this delicious,' He truly wondered as a sense of glee flowed throughout his body but soon the sugar liquid stopped flowing towards his teeth regardless of how hard he sucked.

He sighed pulling his teeth out of the ant, 'I hope, I find more ants soon.'

The grass leaves rustled again and again, Butch didn't bother turning toward the rustling as he walked away trying to escape the foul smell that lingered around the ant's body then.

An ant stepped out from the rustling leave, Butch smiled stopping in his tracks.

'God has answered my prayers,' He turned toward the new ant licking his teeth.

Another ant stepped out from the grass.

'This might be hard but I can handle them. It's just a bunch of ants nothing to be afraid of,' he thought as lowered his center of gravity ready to fight then.

Two more ants stepped out and Butch could feel the wind go silent, his throat turning dry. 'God not all prayer's must be answered with abundance.'

He took a step back as the four ants starred at him, then.

Droves of ants stepped out from behind the grass leaves

His throat turned into a desert looking at swarm of ants in front of him.