Chapter 1
"Hey, Gwen! Wake up!" Someone said close to Gwen's ears but gently.
Gwen opened her eyes slowly while she only can see strong lights and a few vague shadows in front of her eyes. However, she can tell the voice was from her spider-man boyfriend -Peter.
"Hi...Peter, how are you?" She tried her best to drive a few words out of her mouth. She felt feebly and painful from head to feet.
Suddenly, cheerful congratulations broke out nearby.
"Hey, look," Gwen saw Peter's face appeared in front of her eyes. "I am OK and I am glad you wake up, dear. Harry contributed Osborn Group's secret medicine to cure you for pardon. But we still will punish him. You are out of life's danger now but you need to rest for some time."
"Thank you, Pete," Gwen nodded and smiled.
"Time for a injection!" The nurse came with medicine. Peter knew she would fall asleep quickly after the injection so he must leave.
"Goodbye!" Peter kissed her forehead and hold her hands tightly again. Gwen nodded and smile as a reply.
It was 1 o'clock am outside the hospital. Peter walked to home with tiredness. He couldn't remember how long he have stayed in the hospital. When the hospital claimed Gwen didn't survive, he didn't sleep because of sadness and self-accusation. When a good news came out from the prison that Harry wanted to contribute his father's research results to cure people for pardon, he was excited but then struggled. There had been a dilemma for him: should he trust him? There was no time for them to test the medicine and no one would know what would happen after taking that although Harry guaranteed it was safe.
But now Peter could be relaxed for a while because Gwen's return.
"Everything will be okay!" Peter thought and threw his backpack up and took it.
All streets became quiet in the midnight even if there was a drastic conflict between the spider-man and the Electro just hours ago. White moonlight sprinkled on the street with the shadows of trees fluttering.
Peter felt a little cold because there was wind blowing him. Some pieces of newspaper were blown away from the ground. So he sped his steps but there was something unusual to notice. "Where does the sound come from?" Peter thought and looked up to figure it out.
To his surprise, he saw Harry! He smiled wryly and drove his skateboard above Peter.
"You can't image it, Peter?" Harry ginned and shook his body excitedly. "Want to put me into the prison? Come on!"
"What is happening, Harry?" Peter stepped back and got prepared to fight. "You escaped from the prison just want to flight with me?"
He was confused because it seemed like Harry got no hurt at all.
"No, you are wrong," Harry laughed and said. "I haven't been arrested before and also won't be in the future! I discovered the secret project in Osborn Group of cloning. It was sponsored by Pentagon to create countless controlled soldiers. But the new President veto this wonderful project although it had been finished. I found it and made best of it. The 'Harry' in the prison is just my shadow and it will break down automatically a few days later."
"Oh, I see. It is perfect. But wait." Peter concerned very much but more about Gwen. "What stuff did you, I mean, your shadow give to cure Gwen?"
"Medicine?" Harry's eyebrows rose and a red light came out from his eyes. "What did the guy do?"
"It is not the point!" He thought for a while and continued, with his sharpening voice. "I came here just want to tell you: I didn't fail. All things you pillage from me will come to me again! Just wait, you jerk spider."
"Hey! Wait..." Peter was more confused by his words. However, Harry didn't wait for Peter's words and left immediately, leaving another cold wind for Peter and blue spark in the sky.
Now Peter sank into thought deeply again: what did he mean by saying it was not the point? What was the "medicine"? In Peter's eyes, if Gwen was not the real point, what would it be?
"Hey, Pete! You will miss the lunch!" Peter was roused from the knocks on door by aunt May.
He opened his eyes unwillingly, staring at the clock which showed it was 1 o'clock pm.
"Were they all dreams?" Peter said to himself with a confused brain.
He looked around - the dirty T-shirt and pants -all showed he was actually in the hospital last night. But what about Harry? He decided to go to the prison to figure it out.
"Welcome! Maybe you really need to talk to your friends," The warden picked up the keys and said. "He didn't eat anything and talked little although he seemed energetic."
"What do you mean? He didn't eat?" Peter followed the warden to enter a separated room that was for Harry only. "How can he eat nothing for such a long time?"
"You should look it by yourself." The warden patted the guard's back to wake him up. "Hey, buddy. Open the door for us."
The guard stood up from the seat in front of the camera monitor and pressed on the screen with his finger to activate the irony door.
With a noisy from the machine, the automatic door was opened gradually. Peter couldn't wait to see what Harry look like and be hesitated about how he talk to Harry.
However, what they saw was nothing. The room was empty which seemed nobody had lived here before.
The warden was freezed for several seconds. Then he was crazy to grab the guard's collar.
"What's happening!" He yelled at the poor guard with veins stood out on his face. "Why did you sleep during the duty!"
"I...I don't know," the poor guard confessed. "I sat there all day while nothing unusual happened."
"Check the camera, now!" ordered the warden. He was too angry to say a complete sentence.
The guard shivered and played the video for him. He rewound the video to last night which Harry sat here quietly.
"Oh, my God," said Peter when he saw a surprising scene he had never met in his life.
In the video, Harry felled down on the ground suddenly without any sound as if he was just a piece of paper. Then some astonishing changes happened. He started melting like a piece of ice. Start from the feet then body finally head. The whole process was silent. At last, he became liquid like water. These "water" evaporated rapidly within a few minutes. What Peter saw was something sparkling like dewdrops then nothing at all.
The warden was surprised too. He couldn't say a word at first then he was going to press the alarm bell in a hurry. However, Peter stopped him.
"Too late," said Peter calmly, confirming what happened yesterday was not a dream.
"Agent Ronald, " the FBI officer shook hands with Peter, followed by him were groups of SWAT and judicial doctors. "I heard you know the missing guy and maybe you can help us."
"Sorry, sir." said Peter. "I am glad to help you but actually I have no idea about what happened."
"Fine." The agent gave Peter a calling card and smile. "Contact me at any time if you remember or find something valuable. Thank you anyway."
"In my pleasure." Peter took the card and replied with a smile.
He had hesitated whether he should tell the agent what happened last night at that moment. But he chose to be silent.
"I will figure it out by myself." said Peter to himself. He had made a decision and threw the card into a garbage can readily.
Behind him were tons of police lights flashing and sirens whirling. Huge searchlight from helicopters lightened the whole sky.
"Block the area and check everyone..." He heard Agent Ronald yelling.
Peter turned around and think for a while. Then he rode his bicycle and go towards home firmly.
