Featured song: Honest – The Neighbourhood (TASM2 soundtrack)
I do not own Spiderman or any of the characters within the franchise, just my OC.
I also do not work in the medical profession so there may be inaccuracies throughout the story in that aspect – I have researched and Googled as much as I can and I've tried to make everything as accurate as possible. I have never done psychology/psychiatry as a subject and I draw on my own personal experiences when writing counselling therapies.
Warning: Small substance abuse in this chapter
Hayley had heard his name many times, heck, he owned his own company, but never in her wildest dreams did she imagine getting entangled with the likes of Harry Osborn.
Especially after that night.
The night when she lost Gwen, when Harry had fallen from grace and became the Goblin - the night Spider-Man disappeared. Seeing their battle on top of the clock tower televised on the news had sent chills down Hayley's spine. Watching the Goblin dropping Gwen from the sky and Spider-Man diving to save her had made Hayley scream out in horror.
Discovering Gwen had died tore her apart inside; watching her childhood friend laid to rest in the graveyard was enough to make Hayley question whether she should continue working for the Ravencroft Institute, which was funded by OsCorp. She remembered hearing about that poor man, Max Dillon, who had turned ice blue from the electricity that ran through his body. He had been experimented on and tortured by one of the scientist and lead doctors at Ravencroft. Hayley worked as a nurse and assistant psychiatrist for rehabilitating and treating the incarcerated inmates, so she had only heard about the Electro incident from staff gossip. Sometimes working with criminals, with these villains, it made Hayley question whether they deserved a second chance. Hearing about the people they had killed always made her blood run cold. As it was, Hayley had to have a male guard present, sometimes two, when she would medicate and treat the inmates. Many were violent and having a young woman nearby sometimes triggered their psychosis.
A week after Gwen's death, Hayley sat at her desk in the Nurse's Station sorting through the multi-coloured pills that she had to administer daily. It was a task she had practically perfected into a memorised art, knowing exactly what pills each patient needed, what combinations and at what dosage. Tying her auburn hair into a tight high pony, a necessary style when a few of the prisoners liked to sniff and grab loose hair, Hayley hummed a tuneless melancholy song. Her hands began to shake as she loosened the cap on the bottle marked 'Amitriptyline'. A single tear slid down her face as her thoughts drifted to Gwen.
Looking around the room and seeing that none of her co-workers had arrived yet, she plucked a shiny pill from the bottle and quickly swallowed it.
That will numb the pain for the rest of my shift, Hayley thought.
Wiping away the stray tear from her cheek, Hayley continued the mind-numbing task of placing pills in labelled little white cups.
Five minutes later Hayley heard a horrendous yelling coming from one of the treatment rooms, a noise she had never heard within the walls of Ravencroft. It pricked up the hairs on the back of her neck, causing her to drop the pill bottle in fright. Rising from her chair, Hayley could only imagine that whomever the yell belonged to, well, they must be in serious pain.
There was a commotion outside, the sound of people running, orders being shouted, alarms bells ringing. But nothing could penetrate the sound of that guttural screaming. Suddenly, Cadence, a senior nurse burst through the door of the station.
"Quick Hayley, grab a syringe and one of strongest sedatives we have, and get it to Doctor Scott in Room 136. STAT!" Cadence screeched before turning on her heel and racing off to the aforementioned room.
Hayley stood still in shock at the sudden change in pace of her mundane morning before another deafening howl caused her to move with urgency. Snatching the necessary tools from a cabinet, Hayley raced down corridor after corridor, quickly coming nearer and nearer to Room 136, the source of that chilling sound.
Finally reaching the West wing, Hayley had to fight through a crowd of guards with guns and riot gear before she could enter the room in question.
What kind of person would need guards this heavily armed, Hayley thought, because Ravencroft guards usually only use electrically charged batons.
Something must be seriously wrong in Room 136.
Upon entering the room, Hayley could see five guards with guns pointed at a screaming man who was strapped down to a medical bed. Hayley didn't have time to properly inspect the patient who was jerking against his restraints. Her mind went to a professional trance blocking out all the noise and disorder. Extracting the strong sedative from its vile, the surrounding doctors urged Hayley to quicken her actions. With the correct amount in the syringe, two doctors made a grab for the patient's toned arm, trying to hold it straight even though he resisted. Hayley's eyes searched for an appropriate vein. She boldly touched the man's arm to add pressure around the selected vein.
The man stopped moving.
Seizing her chance, Hayley pierced the skin and administered the sedative. Looking up from the arm she had just plunged the syringe into, Hayley came face to face with a creature whose skin was a sickly shade of green, whose piercing blue eyes stared right at her. Giving one last moaning wail, the man calmed down, offering Hayley a creepy smile, which exposed his discoloured cracked teeth.
What kind of person indeed.
It was the Goblin himself… Harry Osborn.
Hope you all enjoyed this first chapter! This is my first ever fanfiction - finally plucked up the courage to publish something! I really loved The Amazing Spiderman 2 when I watched it and fell in love with Dane DeHaan's portrayal of the Green Goblin. I'm a sucker for the bad guys!
Please review and let me know what you think :)