Ravencroft Institute for the Criminally Insane (1 Day after the events of the subsequent chapter)

Harry's POV

A cool stream of sweat falls down my forehead as I clench every muscle in my body. Looking in my warped reflection of the broken mirror that stands perpendicular to me, I realize what kind of monster I've become.

My body slowly returns to its original state, after morphing into the Goblin. It's painful, really, when my rage takes over and my body shifts into a beast-like state.

All because of Spider Man.

I hear a loud screech and whip my head around to see Mr. Fiers standing standing in the doorway.

"I have obtained more information concerning Spider Man," he says, "The girl survived and is under the constant surveillance of the boy."

"Perfect," I say, "So once she's in our custody, Spider Man should be at our fingertips."

"Exactly, now, onto our previous discussion, how many did you have in mind for our team?"

My eyes narrow as the next sentence falls from my lips, "Let's keep it small, 6 at the most."

"Well, I already have our first candidate," he says, "Aleksei Systevitch; he's more than willing to join."

"Perfect, let's start with him."

"Where can we get what we need?" he asks.

"Don't worry, everything is at Oscorp. See to it that he is properly suited up."

As I finish giving Gustav the instructions, I can feel it. I can feel my blood pumping and my heart pounding out of my chest as the hairs stand up on the back of my neck. I look hard into the crooked mirror and notice my face distorting. I yell in agony as my body morphs into the beast that is always within me.

Mr. Fiers quickly leaves the room and the doors are shut and locked.

The only thought spinning through my twisted head is Spider Man must die.

Gwen's POV

Falling.

I can feel myself falling again. That awful, hopeless feeling has now settled in.

I can see him. Joyfully staring at me as I plummet from hundreds of feet in the air into darkness.

Peter's not there to catch me. Nothing is. Not even the ground. Just falling forever.

I am suddenly jerked back into reality when my eyes flash open. I stir a bit before I can fully register my environment. Peter's room.

Oh thank God! I'm not falling. I look over and see Peter, sleeping like a baby.

I notice the pitter patter of rain and observe Peter's window. Droplets of water beat against the glass as they fall from the sky. I lean in towards Peter and press my lips against his.

He breathes in heavily and slowly opens his big brown doe eyes.

"Good morning," he says in an extremely hoarse voice. He takes his fingertips and rubs his eyes open.

"Good morning, bug-boy," I say. He plasters his signature boyish, geeky smile across his face and plays with my hair.

This moment seems perfect. Peter and I, alone, together. Nothing worry about and nothing to interrupt us.

As I ponder my thoughts while staring into Peter's eyes, May bursts through the door.

"Peter Parker, you..." she abruptly stops speaking when she notices me. "Gwen! What are you doing here?"

My mind is absolutely blank. I have no excuse; and telling her the truth is not really the best option.

"We were studying," Peter says.

"But it's summer. Anyways, Gwen's mother called me. She's worried sick because Gwen did not call in and check in with her to let her know that she made it to England safely."

"Oh," I say, "I forgot. Um, my flight was cancelled... so, um, I, uh, came over here to study with Peter since I will be missing the summer course."

"Well alright then, but you need to call your mother," she says, "Oh, and Peter?"

"Yes, Aunt May," Peter says.

"Did you at least use protection?"

Peter's face turns as red as his costume and hides his eyes. May gives us a funny look, adding that she made breakfast for us.

I rise from the bed and start laughing away. Peter says nothing, just smirks a little as his face turns redder and redder.

"Well, I don't know about you, but I'm hungry," I say with a laugh. I walk out the door and Peter follows, still blushing like Spongebob.

"Ok, you kids, I'm going to work!" May says as she walks out the door, "Oh, and Peter? Remember to respect your girlfriend!" With that, she slams the door shut and power-walks down the sidewalk.

"She's just kidding," Peter says reddened. I take his hand and we go up the stairs.

I step into his bathroom and close the door as he assembles his Spider Man costume. I pull off Peter's clothes that I slept in and look over at the pile that my clothes sit in. The mint-green jacket beckons me to remember the terror I felt last night.

I can feel myself being pulled in and out of reality as I endure the sensation of falling, yet again. I shake my head, dismissing the thought, and reluctantly put on the clothes I nearly died in.

I open the door slowly and see Peter standing by the window. He holds his mask in his gloved hands and stares at me. Despair then takes its toll on him as he stares at the clothes.

"Peter, I'm OK. You saved me. You have nothing to mourn over."

"I know," he says, "but I can't lose you. Words can't describe what I felt when I thought you were gone." Once he finishes speaking, a tear falls from his cheek.

I go over to him and dry his face. He pulls me in and we kiss. The passion was intense and I never wanted it to end. My arms rested on his shoulders as he held tightly to my hips. It was perfect.

He breaks the kiss and warms my hands. "Let's get you home."

With that, he wraps his arms around my waist and we jump out the window into the cold, wet air of New York.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Hi Guys!

I enjoyed writing this chapter. I'm sorry if this bored ya'll, but trust me, there's more to come. Expect the next chapter within a few days.