Chapter 1
Hi. I'm not sure we've met.
Maybe you know me as the guy who made that cool Spider-Man fanfic with the terrible sequel. Maybe you know me from my story Golden Age: Spider-Man. More likely than not, you don't know me at all.
And that's okay. But you should probably know, this story you're looking at right now is a continuation of my story Golden Age: Spider-Man. I'll try my best to make it new reader friendly, but uh...it's gonna be hard.
By the way, the Golden Age Universe is filled with OC's. You don't like that, this isn't the story for you.
And here we go.
The whole world held its breathe. Nobody wanted to speak. The Goblin, also known as Curtis Lance, had just impaled Spider-Man through the chest with a stop sign on national television.
A matter of hours ago, Lance had come on the TV and claimed that he was taking control of America. That he was making it over in his own image. He called it Goblin Nation.
To prove how serious he was, he crashed down over 200 orbiting satellites all over the country, killing millions of people. If that wasn't bad enough, he later came on and said he was releasing a chemical called Oz into the air that would transform the citizens of America into goblin monsters, unless they joined him.
Spider-Man had went to stop him...and got his shit wrecked. He had fought with all he had, but he was ultimately powerless to The Goblin's unbelievable
strength. He battle ended with The Goblin stabbing Spider-Man through the chest with the metal end of a stop sign, which went all the way through his body. He then lifted him up to the cameras, allowing the whole country to see.
Spider-Man had only been active for a short amount of time, but during that time he had managed to inspire people. He gave hem hope.
And now that hope had a pole sticking through him.
Nicki Ross covered her mouth, tears forming in her eyes. She had just been witness to her friend, Kendrick Durham, Spider-Man, being implied on television.
She was standing in her mansion in Westchester, New York, where she had brought Katherine Hyde, a six year old girl Kendrick had saved. Kathryn was sitting next to her, crying as well.
"He...he promised," Kathryn cried. "He promised he'd come back..."
Nicki wrapped Kathryn up in a hug. They cried together.
"Hey, these Pringles are the shit," Nicki's brother Nathan said as he walked in, stopping once he saw them crying. "Uh, what'd I miss?"
Jason Doyle sat in his apartment.
He had just seen what had happened. And it made him sick.
He had never met Spider-Man, but he knew what he stood for. Jason used to stand for the same things. Jason was a veteran who had fought in Iraq. He was also a mutant. When his eyes were closed, his other senses multiplied, allowing him an almost sonar view of everything around him. His war buddies called him Daredevil because he would jump fearlessly into dangerous situation without hesitation. Of course, that was mostly because he'd be able to "see" danger coming and avoid it. But they didn't need to know that.
"I still can't reach Peter and Gwen," Jason's girlfriend, Mary Jane Watson, who he shared an apartment with, said, holding her cellphone in her hand.
She was referring to Peter Parker and Gwen Stacy, their married friends who lived nearby. After the satellites crashed and "Goblin Nation" began, Jason and Mary Jane had stayed inside the house where it was semi-safe. But their phones no longer worked, so they had no idea what was going on in the outside world, aside from what was on the television.
"I'll go look for them," Jason said as he walked towards the door, grabbing his coat.
"No you will not," MJ said as she grabbed his arm. "It's dangerous out there. The Goblin has his gang running around, hurting people."
"I can handle myself," Jason claimed. "I'll go to their place, and if they're not there, I'll come straight back here. Deal?"
After a moment of deliberation, MJ finally nodded, "Deal."
She released his arm, and Jason walked out the door after giving his wife a quick kiss. As soon as he left, MJ's phone rang. Yes, the phone lines were down, but this was a "special" number. She went to the phone and answered it.
"Who is this?" she asked.
"The one who see and knows all," the voice replied.
"Hey Vince," MJ said after accepting the code.
"Mary," Vince Nolan, director of SHIELD said on the phone. "Are you okay? Where's Jason?"
"He went out to look for our friends."
"You didn't go with him."
"No. Figured you'd call eventually," MJ said. "And I don't have my voicemail set up."
"So...you ready to become active again?"
"Do I really have a choice?"
"Good to have you back Widow."
"Good to be back, sir."
Jason stepped out into the alleyway. It was an alley right in the middle of Hell's Kitchen. Jason had never lived there, but his father worked there. He was a real estate agent. One day he was leaving his office, when a guy mugged him. Beat the shit out of him. Even when the mugger had taken all his money from him, he still beat him. Many people saw, but they did nothing. The mugger had beat Jason's father to death, right in front of them.
It all took place right in this alleyway.
That was why Jason devoted his life to the military. He wanted to do something greater. Sow thing worthwhile. Now that door had closed. But another one had opened. Because the truth of the matter is...
Spider-Man had inspired Jason too.
Jason took a brick out of a wall in the alley. He reached behind it and started pulling things out. Spandex. Billy clubs. Boots. Red tape.
Eventually, Jason stood on top of his apartment complex, dressed in a black spandex. It covered his entire body. On the chest were two red D's spray painted on. He put on two red combat boots with black laces, giving homage to his military background. Around his waist was a red belt that had tiny compartments in it. He wrapped his hands in the red tape and pulled on his mask, which was connected to his suit. It pulled over his head and was all black just like the rest of the suit, and it also had small horns on his forehead. Where the eyes were, two red lenses were in place that would block Jason's eyesight, allowing his sonar sense to turn on. He held two red billy clubs in his hands, ready. He took out some cream and applied it to his exposed mount and jaw. Jason was a black man, but the cream he applied made his skin appear white. Whatever way he could protect Mary Jane, he'd take it.
[He's wearing the All New, All Different Daredevil costume.]
He lunged in the air, and pushed a button on the side of the billy club, which caused it to split apart with a string holding the two sections together. He felt the string wrap around a nearby building and himself swing through the air.
Daredevil was ready to take on the night.
Kathryn Mosley limped through the doors of the super prison.
She was the youngest police captain the state had ever had, and needless to say she was having a bad day.
Just a few hours ago, she was moving in on Curtis Lance (before he became all Gobliney) to arrest him with Spider-Man backing her. Now, Spider-Man was either dead, or pretty damn near it, and she was in a large prison system. The Ross Max Security Prison, a prison founded specifically to hold mutant prisoners. After The Goblin took over and the satellites crashed, the electricity in the prison went out, and so did the backup generator's. The mutant prisoners had used this as their cue to leave, and the prison was now littered with corpses of guards. But as sad as that was, it wasn't what Kathryn was worried about.
She was wondering if he was still here.
She walked to the cell of prisoner 12958. The Scorpion. He was sitting in the corner, facing the wall. He was the only prisoner who didn't escape.
"Cl...Clarence?" Kathryn called out the Scorpion by his name.
"Hello Captain Mosley," Clarence replied, not moving from his spot.
"Why...why are you still here?" Kathryn asked. "Why didn't you escape with the other prisoners."
"Because I don't deserve freedom Captain," Clarence said. "Is that why you came here? To see if I had escaped?"
"No," Kathryn said. "It's Spider-Man...Lance he..."
"Is he dead?" Scorpion asked as he turned to her for the first time.
"I don't know, but he was hit pretty bad," Kathryn said. "Lance took his body somewhere. Don't know where. Will you help me?"
"Help you?"
"Help me take down Lance. He mind controlled you. Manipulated you. He's the reason you're in here."
"..."
"And if you helped...I could call in some favors and get you out of here."
Clarence suddenly got up. Kathryn instinctively reached for the gun on her side, even though it probably wouldn't do anything. Clarence stopped and stared down at her.
"I will help you," Clarence said. "But no matter what happens, I'm to come back here, okay?"
"O...okay," Kathryn said, moving her hand from her gun. "Deal."
Kim Gray zapped another Green Goblin with electricity from her hands.
Kim was a sixteen year old mutant girl with light brown skin and chocolate brown hair. And Spider-Man was her best friend.
Before he went to fight The Goblin, Spider-Man had made her promise to go check on his parents. And she would get there even if it killed her, which it may very well might.
The Green Goblins, The Goblin's loyal followers armed with assault weaponry, were persistent. Kim guessed they were supposed to attack everyone they could and keep the citizens in a state of fear. And it was working.
But Kim made a promise, and she was gonna honor it.
But she found her steps through the city were getting heavier and heavier every time, she was exhausted. Releasing this much electricity from her body made her drowsy and the constant attacks from assault weaponry didn't make it any easier. She had a bullet wound in her shoulder, and a small cut across her side that would probably get infected if she didn't treat it.
"Hey there pretty lady," a creepy voice called.
Damn it, Kim thought as she turned to see four Green Goblin surrounding her.
"Wow, you're pretty," the one in the front said.
"And you're...," Kim started. She was bout to say "fried" before she felt a small spark in her hands. She must have used up all her power. She was powerless.
"Grab her boys," the main one said.
The other three goblins grabbed Kim and pinned her to the wall. She fought as hard as she could, but to no avail. Without her powers,Moshe was just a teenage girl.
"Now, don't need you start squirming," the lead one said as he started to undo his belt. "This won't hurt a bit."
"Get off of me!" Kim yelled as she thrashed even harder. She willed with every fiber of her being for her powers to work, but not even a spark came.
"Hey!" a voice yelled.
Kim and the goblins all turned to see a man dressed in black and red standing on a rooftop.
"Get the hell away from her," he said fiercely.
"And who the fuck are you supposed to be?!" the lead goblin said.
"Me?" the man in black said with a small smile. "I'm Daredevil."
Daredevil jumped down and kicked the lead goblin in the face, a loud crack coming out as his foot connect with his nose, obviously breaking it. Once he was on the ground, Daredevil shot two strings out from these little clubs in his hands that wrapped around two other goblin's hands, and he pulled them to him, and them jumped in the air as he kicked them both in the face. The last guy started to run.
"I don't think so," Daredevil said as he launched another rope at the man, wrapping it around his neck. He proceeded to pull the man towards him, which started to choke him.
"Stop!" Kim yelled as she saw the man about to pass out, or die.
Daredevil looked at her for a moment before releasing the man's neck, leaving him unconscious.
"Are you okay?" Daredevil asked her.
"Were you...were you gonna kill that guy?"
"I'm sorry to break it to you kid, but this is a war," Daredevil said. "We can't afford to show any weakness."
"Even if it means losing ourselves?" Kim asked.
"Heh. I like you," Daredevil said before seeing her bleeding shoulder. "You've been shot."
"Yeah, I noticed," Kim said, starting to walk away.
"Hey! Let me help you...," Daredevil started.
"I don't...need your...," Kim tried to start, before falling on the ground, passing out.
As the darkness enveloped her, she could hear Daredevil crying out. "Kid? Kid! Shit!"
Deadpool sat in his trailer, pissed.
This Goblin guy had interrupted his show Healing Factor, where contestants completed horrifying challenges for a chance at $10,000 dollars. He didn't take kindly to that.
"Mr. Pool!" Weasel, Deadpool's personal assistant called as he ran to him.
"Did you get the show back up?" Deadpool asked.
"Um, no sir," Weasel said. "Ryan called from Vancouver. Apparently a stray satellite had landed near them, and no his leg is broke. It's gonna be a while before we can get back to filming your movie."
"Goddammit!" Deadpool exclaimed. "Tell Ryan he'd better learn to walk on stilts! Do you know how long I've, I mean my fans have been waiting for this movie? especially since we gave them blue balls with that awesome trailer?! Do you know how hard it was to leak that test footage?!"
"Sir...did you...just admit to..."
"Tell anyone and I'll kill you."
"Yes sir."
"This Goblin guy...he's gonna have to pay," Deadpool said. "Get me Bea and Arthur."
Weasel ran to the back of the trailer and got a large suitcase from a cabinet. He ran to Deadpool quickly and handed him the case. Deadpool sat it on his lap and opened it up. Inside were to katana blades.
"Mr. Pool?" Weasel asked. "What...what are you going to do?"
"Shut the fuck up Weasel," Deadpool said. "Daddy needs to express some rage."
