Norman Osborn's Journal Day 1
The Cayman Islands are indeed a lovely place. Plenty of sun, a pleasant atmosphere on the beaches, and enough remoteness to ensure that nobody would disturb me at my new summer home there. Though this particular holiday will most likely be longer than one I would normally take, and most holidays did not involve a false name or a disguise, the fact remains that circumstances have forced me to go into hiding for a while, and I do not intend to let that stop me from enjoying myself.
The reason my holiday is shaping to be out of the ordinary is because I am not an ordinary man. Even calling myself extraordinary would be underselling what I am capable of. I am nothing more or less than the next stage of human evolution. I do not speak from arrogance, as I have pushed my mental and physical limits beyond that which is possible for most people, through a combination of intense training and a brilliant serum of my own design known as globulin green. I have created and led Oscorp, one of the greatest bio-engineering firms and weapons manufactures in existence, for several years and have taken over New York City's criminal empires as the Green Goblin. To this day only one man has matched my progress to superhuman states: the Spider-man.
I can not claim to know the true identity of the Spider-man or the true nature or origin of his abilities, but I cannot deny that he has somehow matched my own greatness, something which infuriates me to no end. The Spider-man is a masked vigilante, relatively small in build, possibly only an adolescent, though if that is the case, then he has already anything that can be expected of the average adult. While I can not know for certain the nature of his abilities without dissecting him or forcing him to disclose their nature, I have observed him as closely as possible before first making contact.
It is clear that he possesses enhanced strength and reflexes, and though is dexterity does surpass my own (which will be rectified), I have concluded that his physical strength is indeed dwarfed by my own. That being said, his agility is so impressive that at times it seems as if he has a sixth sense that alerts him to danger, as he has performed some truly remarkable evasive maneuvers our past encounters. Determining whether or not this is true will be a top priority if I ever capture him alive, though at this point I'd rather eliminate him once and for all. Regardless, his enhanced mobility only increases when he uses his wall-crawling ability or swings around on his webs. One piece of information I have gathered during my interactions with him which surprised me is that his body does not produce the webs naturally. Instead, he seems to have synthesized an artificial web fluid, which he shoots out of his wrist-mounted web shooters.
As far as his intelligence and personality go, he does not seem very intelligent or serious at first glance. He spends a majority of the time during battles babbling and taunting his opponents, apparently blundering his way to victory. That being said, I have indulged him and later managed to break through his facade and I have learned that he is incredibly intelligent and analytical, even while insulting one's fashion or weight. My theory is that his intelligence and senses have been augmented just like his strength and agility have been, and that he is either putting on an act to lower his opponents' guard, attempting to goad his opponents into making mistakes, or sincerely bored with the battle at hand, as it is moving in slow motion for him. Perhaps even a combination of the three.
His fighting style is entirely dependent on mobility. He dodges around his opponents in order to tire them out and uses his webs to increase his momentum, adding to the force of his strikes. He does not adhere to any martial art, and appears to be self-taught. While this does serve to make him unpredictable to a degree, it puts him at a disadvantage against more experienced, formally trained opponents such as myself. He is quick to notice and exploit weaknesses, and is skilled at using the environment to his advantage. If he has one weakness, it is that he values others' safety over victory. He has repeatedly abandoned any attempts at defeating his opponent and has left himself vulnerable in the name of appealing to his fantasy of being a hero. Also, he never fights to kill, which must mean that he is, at least subconsciously, holding himself back, something which can definitely work to my advantage.
Indeed, the Spider-man is a formidable foe in spite of his foolish idealism. Why, just three weeks ago, he has managed to see past my ingenious ruse to frame my son Harry and learn of my true identity as the Green Goblin. While he has, for some reason, kept this information secret from the police, I cannot guarantee that my foolish son, who was present at the time, has done the same. As such, I decided to fake my death in the ensuing battle with the Spider-man, and retreat to the Cayman Islands to plan my next move. Even though the Spider-man's interference has set back my plans for several years, I am not yet beaten. In my infinite genius, I had prepared for such an occasion, creating the character of Steve Romita, the eccentric heir to a wealthy family and transferring a substantial amount of funds to the new account. I have also taken pains to ensure that nobody knew that the Green Goblin and the Big Man of Crime are in fact one and the same, staging battles between the two and keeping contact with my aide Donald Menken and the scientist Miles Warren. Warren in particular has proven to be a valuable subordinate, as he has no issues with manufacturing super criminals in exchange for my funding of his experiments, an idea that I have admittedly stolen from the previous Big Man, Tombstone, though I am creating them with the intent to kill rather than distract the Spider-man.
I doubt that these super criminals will be successful in eliminating the Spider-man, but they can help me observe him further and they may prove to be valuable lieutenants when I return to New York to assume my rightful place as the Big Man of Crime once again.
Author's Note: Ah, Spider-man, my old childhood love. I hope I can do you justice. Anyway, this chapter is a bit short (even by my standards), but I felt that I had reached a natural stopping point. I will be using Spiderman's POV for the majority of the story, but I do plan on using other characters like Norman here from time to time.
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Bah, at this rate, my note will be longer than the actual story. Anyway, please review, I hope you like the story, and I will update! Eventually.