A blonde haired seventeen-year-old girl with glasses on known as Gwen sits next to a brown-haired sixteen-year-old boy called Peter. The two sit on a bed in Peters bedroom, Peter rest his hand on the bed as Gwen rest a hand ontop of his. The two smile at each other, and occasionally giggle and blush before Gwen opens her mouth to speak softly.
"So tell me again." Gwen starts to say. "How did it happen?"
Peter nods first, then starts speaking to her, the scenes playing now as he narrates.
"Harry Osborn used some serum on himself and went around as the Green Goblin taking out people at random," Peter says. "He just happened to zoom by me is all."
You now see a green-faced, purple haired guy dressed in a black pilot jumpsuit, gray purple satchel ontop of a large purple hoverboardlooking aircraft twenty feet in the air. He zooms by buildings on his hoverboard, cackling while a costumed Spiderman wearing a blue and red suit swings behind him from using webbing from his wrists.
"It's not a good look for you," Spiderman yells at the man on the hoverboard known as the Green Goblin. "I took you for more of a fall fashion guy really. Brings out the crazy in your eyes better yer know?"
Green Goblin looks behind him, and pulls out a pumpkin looking ball from a satchel around his chest as he talks. "Happy Halloween Spiderman!" Green Goblin yells, before throwing the ball at him.
Spiderman swings out the way of it, and the ball drops down to the street below them, blinking red, and after a minute later, blows up a nearby parked car to the side of it in a fiery explosion.
Spiderman sighs. "All tricks, no treats this year," he says to himself, leaping over to the hoverboard and hanging from it by holding on with his right hand, dangling underneath the side of it now.
"Harry, or Mr. Osborn, you're not well." Spiderman starts saying to him as Green Goblin looks down at him, and steps on his hand with a hard right foot stomp.
"You need help, the Ravencroft Institute can help with that." Spiderman finished saying, swinging upwards to backflip infront of the hoverboard and land feetfirst on the side opposite of the Green Goblin.
Green Goblin screams, blades popping out from the sides of his jumpsuit armor, and swipes at Spiderman. Spiderman ducks under a right arm swipe, and then gets sliced by a left arm uppercut, tearing off a piece of his suit, exposing his bleeding chest. The hoverboard starts to tilt under the weight of both men ontop of it, still zooming past buildings, over the people looking up at the sky from the street level.
Green Goblin grabs Spiderman and holding both his arms, he slams his backside against a glass window skyscraper. The hoverboard keeps zooming as Spidermans body breaks thru the long line of glass windows, getting cut up and glass pieces lodged into his body. Spiderman screams out in pain, while the Green Goblin keeps cackling.
Spiderman lifts up both legs and kicks the Green Goblin in the stomach, pushing him off. Green Goblin stumbles back on the hoverboard, falling over it as it tilts in his direction. The Green Goblin quickly pulls off his satchel, and hangs it from the side of the hoverboard as he falls off it, then repeating as Spiderman did, swings himself up and backflips to land on the hoverboard feetfirst to the side of Spiderman.
Spiderman yells as he pulls pieces of glass from out his body, as Green Goblin bends down to grab a pumpkin bomb from out the hanging down satchel. He presses a button ontop of one of them, and throws it at Spiderman, right at his face. Spiderman tilts his head out the way, and the pumpkin bomb flings past him, beeping. Spiderman looks back as the hoverboard flies forward past that same spot, seeing the pumpkin bomb crash thru the window of an apartment building. It lands on the floor of a family of five, and the kids scream, with the father rushing over to pick it up, and the mother hurrying her kids to run.
Spiderman, without hesitation, jumps from off the hoverboard and place his right hand infront of himself, shooting a sticky web from his left wrist to the side of the broken window. He thrust towards it from the pull and momentum, and jumps inside the apartment window, feetfirst.
He then use his left wrist webbing to spray a webline to the flashing red pumpkin bomb, sticking it to the side of the bomb, and then turns his body with a left arm sideswipe, releasing the webline from his wrist as the bomb drops out the window on the cut web line and seconds later, it explodes in the nighttime sky.
The family hugs and thanks Spiderman, and he hugs back, and gives the father a handshake before waving goodbye to jump back out the window and swing to his left from a newly created webline. Spiderman keeps webbing across the city, turning between buildings to catch up to the Green Goblin. He unhooks from one webline, and lands on all fours on the side of one building. He runs across it, sideways, before leaping off the edge of that one and shooting another webline from his left wrist to stick to the Green Goblins hoverboard.
"I'm looking forward to a happy new year, which means you're dead in it, Spiderman. " The Green Goblin says, looking back, and pulling out the blades his jumpsuit arms, throwing them down at Spiderman. The blades spin at Spiderman in a circular motion, swirling past him, and cutting into his hands, legs, and stomach as he does his best to swing and dodge out the way of them.
Spiderman with abit of sluggish movement climbs up the webline leading to the hoverboard and lifts himself up over the bottom of the hoverboard. He looks up to see Green Goblin turned around, squatted down, and looking at him, speaking softly while the hoverboard still zooms on.
"Your body is feeling heavy, you're moving slower now since all the adrenaline is going away." Green goblin starts to say. "Cut with glass, blades.. how much more can your body take Mr. Spider? You may have super-fast healing, but will it be faster than all the blood loss and concussion? Deep down in that subliminal mind of yours, I'm sure you just wanna fall asleep..close up those itsy bitsy spider eyes of yours, and drift into the end."
"You first," Spiderman says, and jumps up, with a right leg kick to the Green Goblins chin.
The green goblin walks back, rubbing the bottom of his chin after spitting out a swig of blood and cackles before saying, "Fighting till the end Mr. Spider. Now I wanna kill you even more!"
The Green Goblin punched Spiderman in the face and quickly followed up with a Jab to his chest. Spiderman placed out his right foot and tied it around the Goblins leet leg, tripping him up to fall down to the hoverboard facefirst. Green Goblin rolled out the way, grabbing onto Spidermans right leg and with a hard yank, slammed him back first to the bottom of the hoverboard, hard. The two wrestled on the floor of the hoverboard. Spiderman trying to pull away the Green Goblins hands as the Green Goblin starts placing his thumbs into Spidermans eyes, trying to crush them.
The hoverboard slammed into the back of a building, jolting the two and the shock made the pumpkin bombs beep, activating all of them. The satchel slides off the side of the hoverboard, flipping upside down with the pumpkin bombs falling out, many of them falling down to the street full of onlookers down below.
Spiderman rolls to the side of the hoverboard and falls off of it, diving down to stretch out his arms in all directions, spraying out a webline from his wrists to a pumpkin bomb two at a time. The pumpkin bombs flash red as Spiderman reels them in and quickly toss them with a hard throw up in the sky, across the city as far as he can with superstrength.
"Cmon cmon cmon cmon..." Spiderman is heard saying to himself as he gathers the bombs, panicked and working as fast as he can with the injuries and lack of energy. Green Goblin watches, still laying down on the crashed into the side of the building hoverboard. He reaches under the hoverboard, opening up a secret compartment and pulling out one pumpkin bomb from out of it. The Green Goblin then press a button on the pumpkin bomb, it beeps, and takes aim at Spiderman below, holding it for moments as it flashes red.
A knock on the door is heard, as you now see the scene change back to Peter and Gwen on the bed. Both of them look surprised, and they try not to laugh loud as the knocking on the door continues.
"One-minute Aunt May", Peter yells, and walks Gwen to his closet, opens the door and she rushes inside, giving him a kiss on the lips before closing up the closet door behind herself.
Peter then walks to the bedroom door, unlocks it, and opens to see a older looking woman on the other side, now speaking to him.
"Are you okay in here?" Aunt May starts to ask. "Is someone else in here, I thought I heard you talking to someone."
"No," Peter says in embarrassment. "It's just me in here.
"I know you've been going thru a difficult time lately," Aunt May starts saying. "Still, I heard you talking to yourself, and you always have the door locked.."
Aunt May poked her head inside, looking suspicious, as Peter spoke.
"Did you need something Aunt may? Want me to help you with dinner tonight?" Peter asked.
"You've been avoiding your friends all day and you stay cuked up in this room." Aunt May starts saying. "I gotta drop off paperwork to my boss today and I want you to come with."
"The new job?" Peter starts to ask with sadness in his voice now. "The one where you sell houses and stuff?"
"Yes, and I'm taking you with me to meet the employees so get dressed, shower, and meet me downstairs in one hour." Aunt may says. "And clean up this room this week, it's dirty in here, I thought I saw a bug running around in here, and it smells."
Peter looked down at the floor, and softly said "okay."
"It's gonna be happier days Pete. It will be." Aunt May said, hugging him and then walking away as Peter closed the door and then locked it after hugging her back.
Peter walked over to the closet and opened the door to see Gwen looking at him, smiling and blushing.
"Almost got caught," Gwen says.
"Almost," Peter responds back. "When we leave, wait thirty minutes and then let yourself out the window k?"
"Well..." Gwen starts to say. "You still have a hour before you leave, so, you can spend some of that time with me in here, and the giant bugs that stink up the room and don't pay rent." Gwen jokingly said.
"They really should," Peter says happily, and then wraps his arms around Gwen to make out with her, closing the closet door up behind himself.
2
Peter is seen in the passenger seat, wearing a black hoodie, looking out the window of Aunt Mays old beatup looking car as she drives.
"You know.. like with your Uncle..." Aunt May starts to say
"I don't wanna talk about Uncle Ben." Peter interrupts her rudely by saying. "I don't wanna talk about anything." Peter finished saying, still looking out the car window as they drive by other vehicles on the road.
"Okay." Aunt May continues to say. "How about some music then?" Aunt May turns on the radio, fiddling around with the buttons, calling it a piece of junk while doing so. After a minute, music starts to play, a country song heard from the radio.
"My wife left out, and my bills were unpaid, I checked the fridge and there was nothing to drink, I wanted to rage, I wanted to scream, instead I hoped on my tractor named Marlene, by golly the only one that gets meeeeeeee." The man in the song was singing in his lyrics.
"Okay, kinda close to home, let's see what else is on.." Aunt May said quickly, messing around with the radio dialer with her other hand still on the steering wheel.
"Now someone wanna tell me why I should be informing the people about this Morman Osborn update?" A man is heard saying on the radio, as Aunt May is about to change the station.
"No wait!" Peter yells at her. "I wanna hear the news. Please. It will make me feel better."
"Okay." Aunt May says, shooting him a look on her face as if to say, 'really?'
"Well, for all you well to do investors that flushed your money into Oscorp, cause, that's what's happening now, it's just being flushed away, can we get that flushing toilet soundbite on the radio now Ms. Brant, since I gotta be politically correct these days." The man on the radio starts saying.
"I mean, in a day and age where everyone is pointing fingers and easily offended over the simplest of meanings and events, here's one for you. Norman Osborn was found out to be a lunatic called The Green Goblin. I guess cause creepy clowney serial killer guy was already taken, I don't know why green, maybe the red goblin? Oh, oh, how about this, he could have called himself the fun goblin! So anyways, this man who makes millions if not billions mind you decides to spend his downtime in his somehow sad, miserable life and kill random in our city."
"Now think on that people. Think. on. That. Man that has everything, wants to blow up everything. We already got enough terrorism to deal with in our own backyard, and now we gotta worry about blue collars wanting to play make-believe with their trustfund money, I tell you. Wow. Just, the guy could afford a vacation for the whole year, you know. So after our own Halloween getup Spiderman knocked some sense into him, and no I'm praising the guy, I'm just stating facts, because of him we got people like this Green Goblin character running around."
"Yeah Betty I see you over rolling your eyes wanting me to wrap it up. So Norman, you know like kill you in the shower Psycho name there, is now seeking help in another undisclosed country cause get this, he wasn't himself. With the amount of money he makes, I wouldn't be myself too, I would be a happy guy for one! His son second in the line to look over his father's company and assets has taken a leave of absence to care for his dad while he's away. Now Harry Osborn, My heart goes out to you, and all the victims of this madness recently. They have a new acting C.E.O. of Oscorp while the two are away, or as I call him, the new patsie, and more importantly, while Norman Osborn pays off his lawyers to get a get out of jail free card and STILL collect his two hundred dollars and pass go."
"Oscorp stock is going down as to be expected, along with any sponsors and the American people's fondness for this company as a whole. If you had any money tied into this company, well, you was better off putting it into that New Life Foundation propaganda bullcrap. Yeah, I said it, and I'll say it again, it's a pyramid scheme with them running around preaching about saving the planet with your given money, cmon folks.. what.. what do you mean they called in and on the line... you know what.. this is Jonah Jamerson signing off. And most likely getting sued."
"Did that really make you feel any better?" Aunt May asks.
"No." Peter starts to say sadly, still looking out the window. "Not at all. It just..made me feel worse."
3
Peter is now seen sitting down in a chair with his hoodie up to cover around his face. He sits in the lobby of a building called Lidia's Real Estate. Peter looks down at his cellphone, watching a movie as adults walk past him and chatter among themselves. He rolls his eyes, placing headphones in his ears now from his left hoodie pocket, about to connect it to his tablet when he gets stopped by Aunt May.
"Don't you wanna meet my co-workers and everyone here?" Aunt May asked. "I'm still waiting on my boss to show up, she's running late, but we got snacks in the back."
"I'm good," Peter says. "Selling houses really isn't my thing."
"Well, would you like something to drink from the.." Aunt May starts to say, interrupted as Peter yells out in pain, and sees a black shadow quickly float past his eyes. He places his right hand on his forehead, as everyone else around looks over at him.
The sound of his heartbeat is heard, as he looks panicked, and the black fog keeps floating past him in all directions now. Peter talks inside his head to himself as the narrator now.
A throbbing headache, the sound of my own heartbeat, along with a black veil of death..it means my spider senses are going off, and if I don't figure out why, I'm dead.
"Headache Aunt May, I'm sorry, it just came out of nowhere," Peter says to Aunt may, standing up now, putting up his tablet and headphones while glancing around, looking paranoid.
"Peter you're scaring me..." Aunt May starts to say softly. "And embarrassing me..."
Something is definitely wrong. It never lasts this long, and the pain is just...enough to make me pass out this time. I gotta get out of here. Too many eyes. Too many potential enemies.
"I gotta step outside and get some fresh air Aunt May," Peter says quickly as he rushes for the front doors. "I'll call you when I'm ready to go."
"Peter!" Aunt May says sternly, as then Peters cellphone rings, and he looks down to take a look at the screen as the black veil floats infront of the cellphone, infront of Peter.
"I gotta take this I'm sorry!" Peter yells back, and he opens the front door with one hand, answers the call from a contact named Edward Li on his phone.
"Hey Ed." Peter says slowly with his cellphone to his ear now.
"Hey, I'm sure you're busy, but I've been tinkering around with some ideas with the suit and stuff, and I wanted to run them by you." Ed starts to say. "You're not on speaker phone right?"
"No," Peter says, looking alittle sad now.
"Well, with the webbing samples," Ed continues to say with excitement in his voice. "I was looking into how to recreate that, since you know, yours come naturally from out your wrists, and..."
"Ed, I know you're trying to help, but right now, it's not a good time," Peter replies on the phone, looking over across the street, seeing a black limousine pull up infront of a building called Kraven's big game bar and grill.
Peter hung up the phone while Ed asked if it was 'Spidey trouble'. He watches a medium build, black skinned man in a fancy suit get out the limo and walk inside as the limo then drives away.
This man, I know him. The only one in the state that wears rhino-skinned shoes and suit. He's a bodyguard that works for Harry Osborn. If he's here..then that must mean that Harry is nearby...
Peter tightens his hands into fists after talking outloud from his mind, and as a car drives past infront of Peter, when the car continues driving by, you see Peter gone from where he was just standing, hearing footsteps against the side of a nearby building now.
4
Peter, now dressed as Spiderman, walks inside of Kravens. The black-skinned man, known as The Rhino, sits down at the bar, with a empty glass cup infront of himself. Rhino looks over at Spiderman, and just scoffs.
"Where's Norman?" Spiderman ask, walking closer to him.
"Look kid." Rhino starts to say. "This place is for eighteen and up. And we're closed. And I really don't care for Spiderman, so just walk on back out of here and leave me alone."
"Tell me where Norman is," Spiderman asked again as Rhino just looked down at his glass cup.
Rhino then looks over at the leary bartender, and he ask the man to put on some music. The bartender nods, too happy to get away from the situation.
"Even if I do know where he is...I'm not telling some fake Spiderman. I'm from Wakanda, so you coming in here trying to scare me in some dollar store getup isn't going to scare me." Rhino says. "I'm not going to snitch on the guy that pays my check."
"Custom made actually," Spiderman says with a attitude in his voice. "I'm the real deal, and I want that info Rhino. And you're going to give it to me, or you're not walking back out of here."
A rap song starts playing, and as soon as it does, a black veil goes past Spidermans eyes, the sound of his heartbeat is heard, and The Rhino takes the glass cup and slams it against Spidermans head. Spiderman stumbles back, holding the side of his head from the pain as then Rhino kicks him down to the floor and pulls out a shotgun from underneath the bar counter. Rhino cocks the shotgun as the rap music gets faster, and louder, and he aims at Spiderman on the floor.
Spiderman rolls, and then leaps to the side of the wall as Rhino fires his shotgun, shooting lead into the floor, creating a hole in the ground from the shotgun shell, and cocks the gun again. Spiderman jumps ontop of a table with two chairs, and kicks one of the chairs at Rhino while he aims. Rhino fires his shotgun and the bullet goes thru the chair, busting it up into pieces that drop to the floor.
Rhino reloads with shotgun shells in his right side pants pocket, as Spiderman leaps at Rhino to grab the shotgun out of his hands.
"Get tha frack off me." Rhino says with hatred, uppercutting Spiderman with the side of his shotgun, and then slamming the back of the gun into Spidermans face. Spiderman takes the hits, as he speaks to himself again.
I pisted him off. I know I did. I was trying to. I wanted him mad. I'm not thinking smart, rational right now. I just don't really care right now what happens. Just...kinda don't.
Rhino headbutts Spiderman and sends Spiderman back to the side of a table, reloading his shotgun, cocking it, and just as quickly taking aim. Spiderman placed out both hands and sprayed out webbing from his wrists at the gun. The weblines attach to it, and Spiderman swipes his arms to the right side, a moment before the shotgun fired. The bullet shoots into the wall behind Spiderman, creating a crater-sized hole in it.
Spiderman pulls with both arms, and pulls the shotgun out of The Rhinos hands. Spiderman then grabs the gun, toss it up to the ceiling, and quickly shoots out gobs of web from out his wrists to hold it up to the ceiling. The Rhino then pulls out a large rhino horn from a inside suit pocket and swings it around like a knife.
"It's a custom," Rhino says with a grin on his face after.
The Rhino doesn't need a gun to take me out. Nah, he could do it with his bare fists at this point. And we both know that.
The rap music keeps playing, and The Rhino jabs at Spidermans right side. Spiderman leans his head to the left, and slaps away his jabbing hand. Rhino crouches down and jabs at Spidermans chest, to which Spiderman spins around, and whips behind Rhino from the left side, punching him in the back of the neck now. Rhino grabs Spidermans right arm, swings him around some, and hard twist it before stabbing Spiderman in the chest with his rhino horn. Spiderman yells out, as Rhino twist the horn even deeper into his chest, and then pulls it out.
Pain...soo much.. hurts..
Spiderman lifts up his right leg with a hard kick delivered to Rhinos face, and with his free hand, he sprays webbing into Rhinos mouth as he gasps from the kick. Rhino starts to then pull out the webbing as he gasp for air, cutting into it carefully with his rhino horn.
Time to deliver the final blow
Spiderman then charges Rhino in the stomach with a headbutt, and slams him backfirst into the side of the bar counter. Spiderman sprays out a webline to a nearby bottle behind Rhino from the bar, and reels it back into his hand, just as fast gripping the same bottle and busting it against the Rhinos head. The bottle smash open, and The Rhino starts to fall down some, stunned by the blow. Spiderman keeps doing this, over and over and over again with nine bottles, and then jumps up alittle, wraps his legs around Rhinos neck, twist his own body to land on his hands to the floor, and with that, hard slammed Rhino to the ground.
The bartender looks out, frightened, and Spiderman points to a dazed out Rhino and says, "Tabs on him." Spiderman then kicks him in the ribs from anger.
Spiderman starts walking out the door, taking his time, talking to himself now in his mind. He didn't know anything. Even if he did, I didn't care now. I just wanted to have a reason to beat his ash
The bartender waits for Spiderman to leave the building, and then pulls out his cellphone and hits the number two on his phone. He then puts it up to his ear and speaks in fear.
"Yes I'm sorry Mr. Osborn, I know I'm not supposed to call you, but Spiderman was just here looking for you. How do you want me to proceed, sir?"
5
You now see Peter walking into his bedroom, with his regular clothes on, closing the door and then locking it. He then just lays down on the bed, shoes still on, exhausted. Gwen slides up from underneath his bed, and he smiles at her.
"I thought you left," Peter says, as Gwen lays behind him, and wraps her arms around to cuddle.
"I did, then snuck back in thru the window, wanted to be here for you when you got home," Gwen says to him, resting her head on Peter's shoulder.
"I'm glad you came back," Peter says with affection in his voice.
"I'm sorry," Peter says in a whisper, with a sad face.
"For what?" Gwen asks.
You now see the scene change back to where Spiderman is doing his best to catch all the bombs and throw them further away, as The Green Goblin drops his last pumpkin bomb down at Spiderman. Spiderman swings out the way of it and sticks to the side of a building on all fours.
I got careless
Gwen is seen on the street, looking up and cheering for Spiderman, as the bomb keeps flashing red, and drops down infront of her and other people. Her face looks terrified as the scene plays out in slow motion, and Spiderman sees it, jumping off the building, and stretching out his hands to the bomb, spraying webbing to it.
And you got hurt
The bomb explodes as everyone below it turns to run, and the flames burst out with the scene going back to Peter and Gwen on the bed.
"You died." Peter starts to say softly. A closeup of only him now. "And the only way I cope is still imagining that you're here with me."
You now see more of the bedroom, and just Peter laying on the bed in the same position, as you hear the words spoken from The Green Goblin while sad music plays in the background.
"Deep down in that subliminal mind of yours, I'm sure you just wanna fall asleep..close up those itsy bitsy spider eyes of yours, and drift into the end."
Peter closed his eyes, tears about to run from them, and lying still.
The scene fades to black.