Author's Notes: Sorry it's taken me so long to update. Getting through the Holidays was a little harder than I thought. I am working on Reign, and my Hulk story. I hope to get them updated soon. I just ask that my readers please be patient. Thank you for reading, and please leave a review.


The seven day deadline was almost up, and here he sat in what was once his father's office. In two more days, the biggest contract they ever had will be void and their funding pulled. As he sat here and looked over the skyline in front of him, General Ross was over seeing another project related to what his employees had been trying to achieve here at Oscorp. What was he going to do? He took the Globulin Green, but there was nothing. He felt normal, and the physical he had taken showed that nothing had changed. Maybe one dose wasn't enough. They hadn't measured how much a human subject would need for the green to take full effect. Maybe if he took – NO!

No, he couldn't do it. It was stupid of him to have taken the Green last time. He had been unconscious for three days. If he drank it again, there would be no telling what would happen to him. He might never wake up, or he could end up like the rat that went insane during the first testing trials. A cold shiver went through Harry's spine as he thought about what had happened to the animal and what all it had done before it was, mercifully, put down. What about the company? What about his family's legacy? Everything his father was able to accomplish? The only thing he had left of his father was this company. It was horrible enough that he wasn't able to be there when his father passed away. This company was more important than anything else.

Harry removed a key from his wallet and unlocked a top drawer in his desk. Inside of it was a fairly small keypad with a thumb plate above it. After taking a deep breath, Harry punched in the code and placed his thumb against the plate. After a few seconds, a blue light came on underneath the plate, and a large picture of his father on the wall to his left rose to reveal a large safe that opened as soon as it was exposed. Inside it were certain classified documents, data on various figures in case of emergencies, and a cold storage area. Harry walked to the safe and opened the cold section of the safe, and removed a vial of neon green liquid that was one of many on a small test tube wrack. After grasping the vial, he closed the safe which caused the painting to cover it again. He pulled the rubber stopper from the vial, and took one more deep breath to steady himself.

"Here's to the pencil pushers. May they all die of lead poisoning." Harry said, quoting something his father said every time he started a new project. He brought the vial to his lips and drank the substance in one gulp. There was the metallic taste and the burning sensation as it went down his throat. His entire body began to shiver as he felt the burning in his stomach spread throughout his body. His breathing quickened as he felt every muscle fiber screaming in pain. His entire body felt as if it were burning in an intense inferno. His vision began to blur and double as the muscles in his head felt like it was being crushed by a vice. This pain was new. In fact, the pain felt even worse than the last time. Tears were streaming down his face as he began to whimper in pain before collapsing to the floor and passing out.


"How far has she gotten, Octavious?" Sharon Osborn asked as she drank over half a bottle of water. Ever since her father, Norman, died, she had been trying to become a little more health conscious. Most of her brothers had as well. But with all the stress of their glider being stolen and the deadline General Ross had given them coming closer, she was doing the best to turn to something stronger. And right now, she was trying to make sure that she didn't have a law suit on her hands after Kim Possible had been bitten by one of their engineered spiders.

"Amy hasn't confirmed anything, but I think she is right. I'm not an expert in her field, but I know enough to see that Miss Possible's basic genetic structure has been altered." The tall, somewhat husky man, said as he pushed his glasses back up his nose.

"Do we know what this is going to do to her, Otto?" she asked as she drained the bottle and let herself fall into her chair behind her desk.

"Not yet. The changes could be unnoticeable or," Otto said, but trailed off.

"Or it could turn her into an attraction for a traveling freak show, couldn't it?" Sharon asked.

"If that was the case, we should have seen the first signs of it by now." Otto said.

"Except this is a new field of science, Otto. We don't know anything about it yet. For all we know, it could be years before anything shows itself. And when word gets out about the existence of mutants, everyone would think we had a hand in creating them. Then we'd be really screwed."

"I doubt whatever changes Miss Possible goes through would warrant the attention of the terrorist, Magneto." Otto said.

"But you can't be sure, can you?" Sharon asked as she glared at him, and knew she had her answer when he didn't say anything to her. "We've got to find a way to keep an eye on her." Sharon said to herself as she popped her back.

"There, I can be of help. It turns out that one of our interns attends Middleton High School. And as small as that school is, there is a good chance that she knows Miss Possible." Otto said as he removed a folded slip of paper from his pocket, unfolded it, and placed it on Sharon's desk. Sharon took a look at the information on the paper, and saw a reason to convince this intern to help them. This caused Sharon to smile.

"Otto, sometimes I think you could be the most dangerous man alive."


Sleep. That was the only thing she wanted right now more than anything was sleep. Her, and just about every teenager in America and probably the world. But the alarm next to her bed wouldn't stop ringing as it woke her from a peaceful rest. As much as she didn't want to, Kim found herself slowly sitting up and glaring at the digital clock on her night stand. With a small growl of irritation, she grasped the clock and threw it against the wall. Hearing the alarm stop brought a small smile to her face as she stood to her feet and did her best to navigate to the bathroom while she waited for her eyes to focus. As she entered the bathroom and felt the light sting her eyes, she began stretch her arms and felt several of her bones pop. After the scare with her becoming sick, her mother insisted on her staying home for the rest of the week. Today was her fist day back to school. She was happy because that meant her mother and Ron wouldn't be hovering around her and making sure she was okay like they had been. Not to mention she would be going back to cheerleading practice.

Kim rubbed the sleep from her eyes as she let one more yawn escape. Kim grabbed the toothpaste and opened it as she grabbed her toothbrush. Same routine she did everyday, except now. As she lightly squeezed the tube of toothpaste, she was surprised to see the top practically explode with toothpaste splattering her mirror like a small bomb. Startled, Kim paced backwards and tripped into her shower as she yanked the curtain down with her as she desperately tried to grab something for support. She landed ontot he cold tiled shower floor with a resounding thud that sent a sharp pain from her tail bone up. She had falls like that before and knew nothing was broken except her pride. As she tried to stand up, she saw the curtain stick to her hand but quickly shook it off. She examined the toothpaste a little more closely as she kept glancing at the toothpaste tube. The tube was still intact, but it looked like Superman had squeezed it. The tweebs had to have messed with it. Another prank from her too smart pains in the butt little brothers. Not wanting to deal with anything else, she quickly grabbed a rag and started to clean the mirror off. As soon as she placed pressure on the mirror, she yelped as the glass cracked and several pieces fell into the sink. She checked her hands and saw no scratches. But what had made the mirror break? She hadn't touched it that hard. Something weird was going on.

Kim quickly trashed the broken mirror as fast as she could before getting dressed and headed downstairs. As she rushed to the front door, she quickly grabbed a toasted waffle and said hi to her family before bolting out the door. She knew she had time to spare before the school bell would ring, and she loved to get her brothers in trouble after one of their rotten pranks. But she had been spending too much time with bed rest and wanted as much time outdoors and freedom as she could get. As she enjoyed feeling the sun on her skin and the wind blow through her long red hair, she kept feeling this weird sensation in the back of her head. It wasn't like an itch, but it was more like the prickly feeling she felt whenever she started to move a limb that fell asleep. She turned around, and saw nothing. Just parked cars and an empty suburban street. She turned back around and started to move slightly quicker to get to Ron's house, but the feeling wouldn't go away. This feeling was getting irritating. As she moved closer to Ron's house, the feeling kept growing. If she didn't know any better, it almost felt like her brain was saying that she was being followed. She looked behind herself one more time, but she still couldn't see anything. What was going on today?


"I have her in sight, Dr. Octavious." The bald man in a small blue Dodge neon said as he kept a small camcorder on Kim and making sure he stayed out of sight.

"Is there anything out of the ordinary?" the scientist asked.

"Not that I can tell, sir. It's hard to believe a teenager has an ass like that, though." The man said as he zoomed the camera in on a certain part of the teenager's anatomy.

"Get your mind out of the gutter, you idiot!"

"Sorry, sir. I just,"

"I don't want to hear it. Just keep following her and alert me if anything strange happens."

"Doctor Octavious, this girl saves the world on a regular basis. Everything around her is strange."

"You know what I mean. Fail me, and I'll send you back to the hole I found you!"

"Affirmative, sir." He said as he saw Kim walking farther away. He took a deep breath as he started the car and waited for her to turn the corner. As soon as she was out of sight, he started to drive. "She's still got a tight ass."


It felt good to be in her cheerleader uniform once more as she stretched her muscles and made herself limber for practice. Besides her little incident with the toothpaste, today had actually been a good day. Grabbing her pom-poms, Kim quickly made her way into the basketball court and sighed as she felt the cold air blow across her skin from the air ducts high above them in the ceiling. A small smile formed on her face as she saw the rest of her squad, including her rival Bonnie Rockwaller, stretch and warm up for practice. On the bleachers, with his mad dog head next to him, Ron looked to be writing in a notebook. He was probably coming up with new Mad Dog routines. She may not have been happy with his decision to become the mascot at first, but she was glad he had stuck with it. He was as dedicated to being the Middleton Mad Dog as she and the others were dedicated to perfecting their cheer routines.

"Kim! Are you going to stand there, or are we going to start practice?!" Bonnie demanded.

"Give it a rest, B." Terra, Bonnie's best friend, said to her.

"Don't start again. Just because she got sick with the flu on another one of her stupid little missions just shows that I should be squad captain. As if her loser sidekick wasn't proof enough." The brunette said.

"You know, I can still hear you." Kim said as she joined the rest of the cheerleaders.

"You were supposed to." The brunette said as she flipped her hair and took her position. Kim slowly took a deep breath to try and cool her temper and not let Bonnie get to her. It was one thing when Bonnie talked about her skills as a captain, but she was getting really sick and tired of her trashing Ron so much. It was just words. Kim had reminded herself that it was just words, and Bonnie was just full of hot air. It was time to start practice.

For over an hour and a half, the cheer squad had been practicing, and it looked like Kim's game wasn't affected at all. In fact, she had been nailing all of her flips and jumps first time around. It was almost as if her natural gymnastic abilities had greatly improved. However, this just made the sour look on Bonnie's face even worse. They were performing the pyramid technique once more with Bonnie at the base, and Kim at the top. Bonnie kept her eye on the red head as she ran and effortlessly jumped, flipped, and effortlessly leapt to the top of the human pyramid. As soon as Kim was at the top and balanced, Bonnie let go of the cheerleader on her shoulders and stepped back.

As Kim was on the top and making sure her balance was stable, something strange happened to her. The strange prickly sensation she had felt when she had been walking toward Ron's house that morning returned, but it was stronger than it had been. It dazed Kim for a minute until it she realized the sensation was more focused. It was almost like it was warning her of something below her. Kim glanced down in time to see Bonnie step away from the human pyramid and felt it begin to collapse. Kim couldn't leap in time, she felt her feet give out from under her! As she fell, she was able to angle her body downward and shoot her hands forward. As soon as she felt her hands hit the hardwood gym floor, she pusher her wait up and was able to flip forward and then land on her feet as the rest of the squad behind her collapsed into a heap.

"Impressive moves, K." Bonnie said in her usual snobby and sarcastic tone.

"What were you thinking, Bonnie?!" Kim said as she stood up and stomped toward the brunette's direction.

"I had to answer my cell phone." The brunette said, putting on a fake look of innocence.

"You stuck up, piece of,"

"KP, GET THE NURSE!" Ron shouted, causing both of them to look toward the young blonde as the rest of the squad gathered around him.

"Ron, what's wrong?!" Kim asked as she quickly rushed to her best friend's side to see what had happened.

Both Kim and Bonnie froze as they saw Terra on her back with tears down her face as she wailed in pain. She was clutching her right leg which was oddly bent in the middle of her shin, clearly showing that she had broken her leg. "Ron, is your Kimmunicator in your bag?" Kim asked.

"Yeah, it is."

"Get it. Tell Wade to send an ambulance here, now!"

"I'm on it." Ron said as he jumped to his feet and sprinted toward his bag as fast as he could while Kim checked on Tara.

"You'll be okay. Ron's calling for help." Kim said.

"It hurts." Tara whimpered as Ron returned, letting Kim know that an ambulance was on its way. When Ron returned to the injured cheerleader's side, Kim stood and glared daggers at the brunette responsible for Tara's injury.

"What the hell did you think you were doing?!" Kim demanded.

"You think this is my fault?"

"Think? THINK?! Bonnie, this is your fault! You caused the pyramid to collapse when you pulled that stunt!"

"You don't know it wasn't me. It could have been any number of things." Bonnie said as she started to back away from the angry redhead.

"You're trying to defend what you did?!" Kim demanded as she grabbed Bonnie by the collar of your uniform. "You know, you are nothing but a grade A bitch. You've been causing trouble ever since the day I first met you, and someone should teach you a lesson and belt you right in the mouth!" Kim shouted as she glared into Bonnie's eyes.

"Oh and I suppose that's going to be you, Possible?" Bonnie asked.

"As much as I want to, I'm not as low as you." Kim almost growled.

"Then that just shows how much of a looser you and that dipstick friend of yours are." Bonnie said.

With a jerk, Bonnie turned and began to walk away from Kim. As she did, she noticed how much colder the gym had become. When she heard everyone gasp, she turned around to see everyone with their eyes wide and mouths gaping open. In Kim's hands was a cheerleader top. No, it was her cheerleading top! Bonnie looked down and saw that nothing was covering her torso, exposing her breasts to everyone in the gym! Bonnie screamed as she quickly covered her breasts with her crossed arms and hands as she began to blush a deep crimson.

"I"LL GET YOU FOR THIS POSSIBLE! YOU HEAR ME?!" Bonnie screamed as she ran back into the locker room as fast as she possibly could.

"I – I," Kim stuttered as she looked at her hand. She wasn't shocked at what she had just seen. They were cheerleaders and had showered together so many times that seeing each other nude wasn't a big thing. What was shocking her was that that her hand was wide open, and the cloth was sticking to her hand like glue on paper.

"Not that I mind, KP; but, what made you do that?" Ron asked her.

"I – I," Kim stuttered as she shook her hand and saw the fabric finally fall away. As it did, everything that had happened to her that day began to come together like rogue waves in a hurricane. The toothpaste exploding when she squeezed it, her hand sticking to the curtain and now Bonnie's top. Then there was the buzzing in her head. The buzzing that told her what was happening. She wasn't better, she was worse! Something was wrong! "I have to go!" Kim said as she darted for the door.

"Kim, wait!" Ron said as he bolted after her.

Kim wasn't listening to Ron as she ran outside. She didn't pay attention to where she was going, she just knew she had to get out of there. As fear and anxiety began to build and build, she felt like everything she knew and understood was slipping away from here. The whole world as she knew it was spinning out of control and slipping away from here. As she ran outside, she sopped to try and gather her bearings and calm down. She had to try and get a grip of herself and began taking slow deep breaths. As she continued to try and calm herself, the sensation returned, but worse then ever. Something large and fast was coming right at her! She was in the middle of the circle driveway!

"KIM, LOOK OUT!" Ron shouted as he tried to run toward his best friend as a large dark SUV was headed right for her, going faster than the posted speed limit.

The sensation in her head was intense, almost screaming as she saw the SUV coming towards her. Pure instinct kicked in as Kim began to run towards the SUV as she leapt into the air, her feet barley clearing the roof of the car. As soon as her feet touched the roof of the moving vehicle, she jumped as hard as she could off of it. When she felt herself land on a hard surface, she closed her eyes as she let out a breath of fresh air and tried to let her nerves calm down.

"K-KP?" she heard Ron ask her.

"What is it, Ron?" she asked a she began to calm down.

"H-how – are you doing that?" he asked her.

"Doing," Kim said as she opened her eyes, and widened as she noticed where she was. "what?" she squeaked as she saw that the hard surface she was on was the die of the Middleton high school sign which was several feet up in the air! She looked at her hands and saw that they were firmly pressed against the smooth side of the sign, and she was sticking to it like it was nothing. She lifted her hand away and looked at her hand, and saw nothing strange about it. With the exception of the dirt from the ground and sign, it was clean. There was nothing sticky or strange about them, just skin.

"KP, are you all right?" Ron asked her.

Kim looked down for a moment before looking back at the surface she was clinging to. She placed her hand back against the sign. With one firm push, she pushed herself off of the sign, flipping in mid-air, and landed on both her feet and hands. As she slowly stood up, she looked at her hands one more time, she looked back up at Ron. "Call Wade again, please."


"YOU DID WHAT?!" Octavious screamed through the phone.

"I almost hit her with the car!" the driver said as he sped his way back towards Oscorp HQ.

"I told you to watch her, you unimaginable idiot! How did you almost hit her?!"

"A cop was starting to nose around the car. I was trying to find a better place to hide so I could go into the gym, and she ran out in front of me!"

"If she's been harmed in any way,"

"She isn't hurt, Doc. But you're going to want to see what I got on the camera." He said as he looked onto the dashboard where he had used Velcro to keep the camera in place.


The area was wide open and clear. The nearest trees were several miles away, but the undeveloped land was beautiful. If it were a fair and better world, the land should be a state park or at least it should have been turned into a wild life preserve. Originally, it was to be turned into a private housing development for the upper middle class to afford. The project went bust, and the land was later bought by Quest Aerospace. Now, the land was the test site for the new battle exo-frame prototype. The battle suit was nothing like the armor Stark Industries had been making for the so-called Iron Man, but General Ross was hoping it was enough. He needed something to get him back in favor with the big boys in Washington ever since the incident with that would be son-in-law of his. He never liked the man because to him, it seemed like he was always showing off his high IQ to everyone. And now he had created what could be the greatest thing since Captain America for the United States Military, and he went underground to make sure no one could use it. Why his daughter loved that worthless idiot, he'd never know. And Frankly, he didn't want to know. Until they could find Banner and cut him open, this was the thing he could do to keep from going crazy.

"General Ross! A pleasure to see you once again." The head of Quest said as the limo stopped in front of the entrance to an underground bunker.

"A pleasure to be here. What's the status of the project?" Ross asked as they entered the bunker and proceeded to walk down a long tunnel.

"We had a few problem with the power source at first. But it looks like that we've finally resolved that problem and are ready for a small flight test." The head of Quest said as they came to another door. After typing in a code and letting his eye be scanned, the door opened and entered a small command center. With all the machinery in here, it looks like they could operate the space shuttle. One of the things Ross immediately noticed were how thick the walls were, as well as the glass in the window slots that allowed them to view the testing area.

"Is there a reason for all these precautions?" Ross asked.

"We've had a few problems with the propulsion system in the past. And we've only recently corrected the problems in the navigational software. We always take precautions with these tests." The CEO said as he made sure everything was go for testing.

Outside the testing area, the suit itself looked more like an overgrown, and slightly hunched over, version of a generation one transformer. It was large and bulky, barley resembling anything human with a large set of thrusters mounted on its back and on what would have been the calf of the device. Even through the thick glass, he could hear the hum of the suit powering up as the monitors inside the control room began to come to life. As everyone gave the head of Quest Aerospace a thumbs up, a small smile began to form as he placed a headset on and looked out the windows with General Ross.

"If I may ask, why isn't General Fury here with you?"

"That Cyclops said he had more important business to take care of. Something about a new team." General Ross said as he took his position as well. "Are we ready?"

"We're ready. The test pilot in the suit is one of our best. Just sit back and enjoy the show, sir." The CEO said as he gave a nod for the go ahead.

Within a matter of moments, the large suit outside stood straight as all of its boosters fired at once. For a few passing seconds, there was nothing but the roar of the boosters and the smell of burning grass and soil before it finally started to lift off of the ground. When it reached forty feet into the air, the suit hovered in place as several mini guns were deployed and began firing at various targets that were popping up all over the area. Inside the control center, Ross was smiling at what he was seeing in front of him.

"What do you think, General?"

"I think Oscorp is on its last legs." Ross said as he watched the destruction in front of him.

"Sir, we've got something on the radar." One of the techs said.

"Is it a drone?" Ross asked.

"Not for this test. Could it be a bird?" the CEO asked his tech.

"No, sir. It's coming in way too fast." The tech said.

"We should abort the test until we find out what that is." Ross said.

"General, this is a perfect chance to test the weapons systems." The CEO said.

"And that's your only prototype out there. Abort the test. Now." Ross said as he glared at the CEO.

"Very well." The CEO said as he placed a finger against an ear piece. "Pilot, abort the test. We have an unidentified boogie coming into the testing area. Pilot?" the CEO asked, but received no answer. "Are the communications down?"

"No, sir. Radar is down, along with several of the sensor readings. We're being jammed!" one of the other techs said.

Everyone rushed back to the windows in time to see the experimental suit explode in a giant blast of fire as the shockwave shook the building. Ross could see the burning suit fall and roll along the ground mostly in tact before several orbs crashed into it and exploded as soon as they made contact. As the suit was destroyed, Ross saw something strange fly over it that sounded like an animal screaming. Through the fire and smoke, Ross saw a shadowy figure approaching fast. As it flew in close and veered upward at the last minute, Ross saw several orbs flying toward the bunker with a glowing orange light!

"GET DOWN!"

Ross shouted to everyone as a massive fireball broke through the thick glass and filled the room with intense heat. Several machines sparked and melt as the room filled with thick smoke and people shouting and screaming. Ross began to cough violently from all the smoke that was already building in the room as his head swam from the blast. He looked to the right, and saw the CEO laying on the floor. The door was open as fire alarms flashed as people tried to evacuate the control room. Without even thinking, he grabbed the CEO and, picked him up, and ran out of the control room as fast as he possibly could. No sooner had he cleared the building and set the CEO next to his car, another explosion erupted and spewed an intense blast of heat from the entrance. Ross glanced around and could hear emergency vehicles already on their way. He looked down at the CEO and almost flinched. His hair and eyebrows were gone, but over half of his fast had been severely burned with pieces of thick glass stuck in his face as well. His clothes were scorched, and several holes had been burned in his clothes and exposing red or severely burned skin.

Ross looked behind him and saw every inch of the control room's interior was covered in flames while what was left of the suit and its pilot were burning in the distance. As he saw the thick black smoke bellow into the sky, he saw something else. He couldn't tell what it was, but it almost looked like a man on a strange device that allowed him to fly. And as he flew off into the night, he thought he could hear the figure cackle. As soon as the paramedics had arrived and began treating the wounded, Ross removed a cell phone from his pocket and immediately punched in a number that only he and a few others knew.

"Fury, this is Ross. We have a problem."


It took a little while, but Ron was able to calm down Kim after everything that had happened at the high school. They had been hiding in her room for a good portion of the day until they were finally able to contact Wade. Wade explained to Ron how to use the medical scanner in the Kimmunicator and had it run all over Kim's body to get an accurate reading. As the small husky boy looked at the data in front of him, Kim was growing more and more impatient.

"Wade, I'm going crazy here! Do you have anything to tell me or not?!" Kim demanded, causing Ron to look up from the notes he had been making in his notebook.

"I'm going over every gigabyte of data, Kim. But from what I can tell, you're in perfect health. More than that. You've never been healthier."

"You've got to be kidding." Kim groaned to herself. "I'm turning into a freak of nature, but at least I'm healthy." Kim said in a very sarcastic tone.

"Hold on a minute, Wade. What do you mean she's never been healthier?" Ron asked as Rufus climbed out of his pocket and on to his master's shoulder.

"Well, there are a few things that seem off."

"Like?" Kim asked.

"Your strength and immune system has been greatly enhanced." Wade said.

"That would explain the tooth paste and the mirror breaking this morning." Kim said to herself.

"But what did this to her?"

"I'm not sure, guys. Did anything strange happen to you before you got sick?" Wade asked them.

"Not that I know of. Except for the ride to Oscorp and back. It was incredibly hot in that bus." Ron said.

"And that bug bit me." Kim said.

"Do you remember what kind of bug it was?" Wade asked.

"It was a little spider." Kim said.

"Do you remember what it looked like?"

"I don't know. It was – I think it was blue with red highlights." Kim said.

"You mean like those other spiders they made?" Ron asked.

"What are you talking about, Ron?"

"The tour of Oscorp. We saw a bunch of spiders that they created in the lab. They were all blue and red. In fact, one of them was missing." Ron said as he remembered their field trip.

"Give me a minute." Wade said as he began typing away at his computer.

"What are you doing?" Kim asked him.

"I'm hacking into Oscorp's data base. Most of the security and firewalls they use are programs that I wrote as a class project in college." Wade said as he continued to type away. "I'm in. Let's see what we can find." Wade said as he searched through the numerous files and database's. "I think I found it. Kim, did your bug look anything like this?" Wade asked as he brought up a picture of a small blue and red arachnid.

"That's it! That's the spider that bit me." Kim said to Wade.

"Kim, this is one of their prototype spiders that they engineered. They've been using them to harvest webbing, but they keep them isolated. From what I can tell, their venom is highly toxic and the effects on a human being are unknown. It looks like they use machines to handle them and harvest the webbing."

"But what does that have to do with what's happening to me?" Kim asked.

"Kim, they've created a new species, and they don't really know anything about it. When you're trying to play God, who knows what you'll get. But I can't help but wonder."

"Wonder what?" Ron asked.

"Ron, take the Kimmunicator and scan Kim's hands." Wade said.

Ron did as Wade had said, scanning as much of Kim's hands as he could. Wade was soon hovering over the new data on his computer like a hungry dog over supper leftovers. As soon as he was finished, his eyes slowly began to widen. The new look on the child prodigy's face was not comforting the two older teens.

"Wade? Find anything?" Kim asked.

"I think I did. Take a look at this." Wade said as he brought up a magnified view of Kim's hands. Along the grooves of Kim's fingers, there were tiny spiked hairs protruding straight up like small towers.

"What . . . are those?" Kim asked.

"These are the same as hairs on certain arachnid breeds that allow them to cling to surfaces. Whatever that spider did, you've inherited the same traits as a spider. It also explains that sensation you were telling me about. It's has been theorized that some spiders can sense imminent danger."

"That's what the scientist said at Oscorp. She called it spider sense." Kim said.

"I've also accessed your hospital records, and something isn't right."

"What do you mean something wasn't right?" Ron asked.

"From what you've told me and what I've seen on Kim's bio readings, her DNA has been fundamentally altered. But her blood tests show she had advanced form of the flu. Even with the state of the technology that are currently in hospitals, they would have seen this wasn't anything close to the flu." Wade said.

"So the hospital made a mistake. It happens all the time." Ron said.

"Ron, are you serious?" Kim asked him.

"What?"

"Ron, Middleton is one of the most highly praised hospitals in the country. The percentage of mistakes they make is low. Extremely low. So the chance of them making a mistake on Kim's blood test, with her mother in charge of her care, is ridiculous."

"What does this mean?" Ron asked.

"It means someone else knows about Kim's condition. Be careful out there, Kim. I'll see if I can find a way to reverse the condition."

"Thanks, Wade." Kim said as she turned off the Kimmunicator and tossed it on her dresser. "Spider abilities. I have freaking spider abilities." Kim groaned as she let herself collapse onto her bed.

"Look at it this way, KP. Think of yourself as the first living cuddle buddy." Ron said and earned a glare from his best friend that even made Rufus shiver in fear.

"Ron," Kim started as she kicked off her shoes and socks, stood to her feet, and ran toward the wall. With herself in the air and all her weight on her foot that was against the wall, she pushed away and upward toward her ceiling with her hands outstretched, and clung to it effortlessly like was landing on the floor. "Cuddle Buddies don't do this!" Kim said.

"Wow!" Rufus said as he looked at the young red head hanging upside down in front of him and Ron.

"That's amazing!" Ron said as he dropped the notebook that he had forgotten that was in his hand. "Do you feel dizzy or anything?"

"Actually," Kim said as she took a minute to observe her surroundings. "I feel fine. I'm not dizzy or anything." She said as she took her time, and stood to her feet and began walking back and forth on the ceiling. "I feel the same as if I were walking on the floor." She said right before she flipped back onto the floor, landing on her feet perfectly. She felt slightly satisfied until she felt pieces of her ceiling falling on her head. As she looked up, she saw shapes that roughly looked like her feet where the paint and drywall used to be. Looking down, she saw pieces of her ceiling stuck to her feet. "This is going to take a while." Kim said as she looked at Ron and picked up his notebook. As it came open, Kim looked at what he had written.

"Hey, those are my new Mad Dog moves!" Ron said as he saw the look on Kim's face. "What is it?"

"Do you write in short hand or code?" Kim asked him as she flipped through the pages.

"No. I should if I want to keep the Ron-man's moves a secret." Ron said as he thought about writing in code.

"Then what are these?" Kim asked as she showed him a page. Ron took the notebook and looked. He saw stick figure pictures of his moves, but the words weren't there. Instead, it was a series of weird looking symbols. Stuff he had seen in his mother's copy of The Hobbit, the symbols on the map of Lonely Mountain.

"What are these?" Ron asked.

"I don't know, but there are pages covered in those." Kim told him.

"But this isn't right." Ron said as he sat down on the floor and flipped the pages, looking at more and more of the pages filled with symbols. HE didn't remember writing symbols, but the techniques to some of his mascot tricks. Where did he learn this?


The moment he opened his eyes, a low and deep throated moan emerged from his mouth as he placed a hand against his head. It felt like the Hulk himself had reached his hands inside of his skull and was trying to squeeze his brain like someone would squeeze an orange for juice. He slowly tried to sit up as he began to moan and whimper like a child with a scrapped knee. It was times like this that he wished his mother was still living in the same state so she could comfort him and make him a cold glass of lemonade. Wait a minute. Where was he? Even though it hurt him to open his eyes again, he forced them open and winced at the increased pain in his head.

As he blinked his eyes, he saw that he was at home. More to the point, he was in his father's old office at home. His office now. And he was laying in front of the portrait of his father. As he thought about where he was, he realized this was where his sister had found him the last time he had taken the Green. What had he done? More importantly, had he been out cold for three days again? As if on cue, his sister walked in a pair of black yoga pants and an emerald green sports bra. His sister's two favorite colors again. She should really broaden her palette.

"How long has it been?" Harry asked her.

"How long has what been?" she asked him.

"Since I . . . since I was at the office." Harry said, remembering her reaction to the last time he had taken the Green.

"About a day and a half. Have you been drinking?" she asked him.

"You could say that." Harry said as he grasped the desk firmly to help him stand to his feet and made his way to the large arm chair.

"You'd think you'd learn since our father had a drinking problem. I don't envy your hangover." She said as she fanned herself off with the newspaper she had been carrying.

"Up yours, sis." Harry said sarcastically as he sat down in the chair. "Why are you in such a good mood? The deadline is even closer, and we're still up the creek without a paddle."

"That's why I came in here. Fury called not too long ago. We've been given more time to fix the formula and replace the glider." She said with a broad smile.

"How the hell did that happen?"

"Read the paper. Print's a dying art form." She said as she tossed him the paper and walked out to renew her workout.

Harry grasped the paper and looked at the front page of the Daily Bugle. Harry's eyes widened as he looked at the headline. 'TERRORIST ATTACKS QUEST AEROSPACE DEMONSTRATION!' Harry read as a Quest demonstration had been attacked, and several techs had been killed and others severely injured. The head of Quest himself had been injured and was currently listed in critical condition. Harry couldn't believe what he was seeing. Not just because Quest had their test ahead of schedule, but because this was what Harry wanted. What he had dreamed . . . what he had dreamed about in his sleep. About torching Quest's invention and showing them who was the boss. The same way his father would have done. But he didn't do this.

No, this wasn't in him. This was all coincidence. He knew it. Wasn't it? It had to be! But he couldn't remember what he had done after he had taken the Green. He didn't even remember how he had gotten home last night. HE couldn't even remember what he had done the three nights he had been unconscious after he took Globulin Green the first time. But what if – Dear God. What if he had done these things, but couldn't remember. Harry felt a cold shiver run down his spine as he looked to his dad's portrait, and swore he could hear his father laughing. The same way he would laugh when he had just achieved another success for Oscorp.