Inside an abandoned building six unique voices could be heard. One in pain the over five full of cockiness.

The fine voices behind l belonged to Janice Lincoln, Elektra Natchios, Wilson Fisk, Doctors Otto Octavius, and Oz. Each better known as various monikers: Beetle, Kingpin, Dr Octopus or Doc Ock, Earth's deadliest assassin, and the Green Goblin.

The voice in pain belonged to Peter Parker better known as the Spectacular Spider-Man and he was dying. As in literally dying. Wanna go back several moments ago? Too bad but it'll be in the upcoming exposition since I don't want to do a flashback but I do want to go over when happened so here goes.

'I can't believe this... This ... This bullshit. First Ock steals my body and leaves me in Vulture's dying one, then he gives Vulture his and now that I've managed to steal my body back I find out that not only is he working for the Super Green Goblin Oz but on top of that Oz started teaming up with Fisk. One thing's for sure Norman would have never done that.'

"Spider-Man or should I say Peter do you know how you've come to this situation. You continually pissed of men that were far better than you. It was so easy defeating you in hindsight. You answer every call for help and so we used that against you.

Using our associate Wilson we sent every available super criminal in the world after you for weeks to tire you out and then the real plan began. You barely put up a fight and then we stole you body. And do you know what the worst part is? No one recognized me in your body!

In fact everyone kept complimenting me saying how I was so much better then you. How I was Superior to you in every way. Even your girlfriend ,Mary Jane, was planning a birthday gift for me in your body and I'm sure you would know what kind of present that would have been." At this Otto snickered.

"Give up Spider-Man you're cornered, no one is coming, and you're not going to win. Just return to Vulture's body. As a sign of respect to you and all you've done for this city as well as the lives you've saved I'll make certain that your last moments are in comfort." Wilson,the most sane person chasing Peter today, tried to reason with whom he considered his Arch Rival. Kind of a little insult to Daredevil really.

In a voice that was laced with sophistication usually reserved for Wilson Oz spoke. "I grow tired of this useless prattle." With that Oz threw in two pumpkin bombs to flush Peter out.

After several moments they expected Spider-Man to come running out of the only two exits the room had. One was a window that Ock in his original body and Oz in his glider were waiting for him at. The other was a door that lead to Wilson the Beetle and Elektra. In order to escape the two bombs Peter would have to exit one of the top ways. And so the villains waited.

Except two things happened that caused their cocky smirks to be replaced by looks of horror. All except Oz that is. Only one bomb went off. And Peter will hadn't exited the room. The room was also quickly catching fire. She several moments they heard laughter pained almost blood curdling laughter. It was loud like a mad man's.

"Hey Oz thanks for the bomb. I have it right here in my hand."

"And just what exactly do you plan to do with it Peter. It couldn't be to threaten any of us into letting you go. The only way this ends is with Octavius in your body." Oz said impassionately.

More laughter. "I don't know what's funnier the fact that any of you think I planned on living past today when your goals are to steal my body. Or that you think I plan on leaving my body behind for any of you to use. I don't plan on leaving a single trace of myself behind that way you guys can't clone me."

For the literal first time that night Elektra spoke up. Her concern was well disguised in her voice. She had planned on telling Matt about all this and letting him help out his friend but now she was getting worried and really concerned. Spider-Man was talking crazy. Unlike a lot of people Elektra understood most how calculating Spider-Man's goofy antics and jokes actually were. But this and that laughter wasn't it. This was something different. She asked "What the hell are you talking about Spider-Man?"

"The bomb Oz threw in here was one of his vaporizing kind." At that every eye including Oz's started to bug out. "Like I said before I'm holding it in my hand."

"You're bluffing. That's suicide. You may be insufferable but even you have to have the basic human need and want of life and survival." Otto said with confidence. He convinced himself that there was no way Spider-Man would choose death over letting a villain like himself win. Anyone for that matter.

"It's the one thing Captain America taught me. Sometimes you have to make the sacrifice play. Just someone please contact my Aunt let her know how I died. I know we aren't speaking to each other right now but I don't want her dying thinking that I never tried to get in touch with her."

If you looked inside the room you would see Peter Parker no longer dressed as Spider-Man since his mask was now off. Additionally you would see his with his legs completely blown off from the waist down. He was also bleeding out. He was crying tears of blood and in his hands he was clutching Oz's other pumpkin bomb. And then he let go.

From the outside you could see the room being filled with light and all the nearby glass became dust. The villains rushed inside to see what was in the first only to be met by scorchmarks.

(Jessica Andrew's room)

Jessica woke up in her room crying. Her mother came rushing in and pulling her close. She was damn near hyperventilating.

"It's okay Jess you're safe you're with me." Jessica Drew better known as Spider-Woman said as she rocked back and forth with her seventeen year old adopted daughter the Scarlet Spider-Woman.

"Oh God I think Peter's dead!"