Hi there, this is my first post in this genre, and it is a short one at that, I have previously only written Tamora Pierce fiction, but I was watching Spiderman 2 the other day, (a Christmas present) and the idea struck me like a hammer and I simply had to write it. Be merciful and review, please. They don't have to be good reviews, any and all reviews are welcome.
Harry stepped out onto the balcony of his New York mansion, inhaling the cool, crisp air of evening in New York City. He tried to clear his mind, but failed. All he could think of was Spiderman.
It all started with Peter, and the love/hate relationship he had with him. Peter was all he had left, his only real friend. And yet… his own father had loved Peter better. Worse, Peter's loyalty to this Spiderman wraith drove him insane.
Spiderman, the murderer who slew his father, the darling of New York, the one who possessed all the glory and adoration that he could never hope to attain, was a shadow Harry could only dream of catching. Elusive as this Spiderman was, Harry had devoted massive amounts of time and energy in the pursuit of his masked obsession, and was determined not to give up until Spiderman was dead.
For a fleeting second, Harry wondered if it was the pain of losing a father who had never truly loved him, who had loved his friend better, or the anguish of Peter's loyalty to his greatest nemesis that bothered him more. All he knew was that no one cared about him, and so he would exact vengeance upon this unfair world by killing the one person everyone knew and idolized: Spiderman.
A distant metallic clanging was drawing nearer. Harry took a deep breath, and mentally renewed his vow of vengeance upon the one who had stolen his fame, his father, and his and friend, Spiderman.