Chapter 4
"Well lookie here, if it isn't my little lost spider," the Green Goblin says with a hideous grin as he spots Spider-Woman.
Superman steps in front of her. "You are not touching her," he states clearly.
Green Goblin cackles amusedly. "Aw, how touching. First day out on her own and she already has her own boyfriend, willing to be her knight in shinning armour. They grow up so fast," he says, wiping a non-existent tear from his yellow eye, as if he is touched.
Jessica involuntarily blushes under her mask. Damn female body. Damn teenage hormones. Frankly it's just embarrassing to even hear it suggested. She means come on! She has all of Peter's memories and stuff of Clark. It's just weird.
Spider-Man steps forward. "You killed these people," he says in reference to the many dead police the Goblin is responsible for. "Why?"
"Well I had to get your attention somehow didn't I, Spider-Man," the Green Goblin callously explains.
"He is nuts," Spider-Woman can clearly see in just a few moments of listening to the guy.
"Don't sass your father, young lady," the Green Goblin tells her off, waggling his finger at her disapprovingly.
"Y-you did create me, didn't you," she accuses.
"Ah, no point in keeping it secret now. Yes, I did and now it's way past your curfew and I'm out of patience, young lady. You and your siblings have been very naughty. Seriously I may need to ground the lot of you," Green Goblin says in the manner of a very disturbed parent. Ok the man is just plain disturbed.
"The only one getting grounded today is you," Superman tells him, tensing slightly as he prepares to lift off into the air to take the villain down.
Green Goblin smirks. "I think not, Superman," he says, strangely confident of his position.
Superman makes a motion to move...when he is struck by a powerful energy blast, catching him off guard and sending him tumbling back head over heels before he can bring himself to a stop.
The two spiders did have their spider-sense blaring but they thought it was due to Gobby.
All 3 teen heroes turn their focus to where that attack came from and coming striding into view is a guy dressed in blue and purple armour. The right hand is a cannon like weapon and the helmet does not completely cover the face, leaving a gap around the mouth.
Superman's brow furrows in slight perplexity. "Karnowsky?" he queries at the familiar looking man. Philip Karnowsky was the leader of this group of arms-dealers who had been shipping their goods through Bayville and Clark had aided Detective Sawyer in taking them down. During the fight Karnowsky lost his right arm up to the elbow and he blamed Detective Sawyer, mostly because they were fighting when it happened. But he also blamed Superman. However that was the best part of a year ago now and last Clark knew this man was in prison.
"Not any more. Call me Barrage!" the man declares before he fires some more of the blasts at Superman. Because of the injured all around all Clark can do is stand there and take the punishment...and believe you him even for him this is stinging something rotten.
Spider-Man and Spider-Woman moves into action firing their webs at the guy and managing to snare him.
"Dude, what the hell?!" Spider-Woman exclaims.
"That alien cost me my hand. Him and that bitch Sawyers," the armoured clod responds, anger, bitterness and loathing all clear in his voice.
"Oh and let me guess, Gobby here promised you the power to wreak your terrible revenge if you did him a favour in return," Spider-Man mocks the terrible cliché.
"What can I say? I'm just a Good Samaritan," Green Goblin cackles.
Superman uses the moment of Barrage being incapacitated to blur forward and shoulder charge the man in the armoured suit, sending him flying. "Do you know how annoying it gets when people keep ruining my suits?" he grumbles, his eyes glowing faintly red at the fact yet another of set of his costumes is charred and torn.
Green Goblin laughs. "Oh I do apologise, Superman but I'm afraid you're trespassing into a family affair and I must ask you to leave."
"Not going to happen," Superman promises. "I don't abandon my friends."
"No, you just turn against them and almost destroy the world," Green Goblin brings up that painful memory. "I was kinda jealous," he admits.
Clark can't help but freeze for one second at being reminded of that.
"What?" Spider-Woman asks Spider-Man.
"Long story. Like I said bad stuff happened to him."
"Now, how about you voluntarily depart Superman before I have to escort you out," Green Goblin advises.
"You and what army, Gobby?" Spider-Man mocks his foe.
"SUPERMAN! BY ORDER OF SHIELD YOU ARE UNDER ARREST!" comes the booming demand.
"That one," Green Goblin answers.
Coming into sight above are the myriad of forces that are determined to capture Superman at all costs.
The alien teen looks at his friends. "I..." he doesn't know what to say. If he stays SHIELD will come down like a ton of bricks on all of them. They've been upgrading their weapons recently too. They pack much more of a punch these days.
"Go," Spider-Man tells him, knowing Clark must leave.
"I'm sorry. I'll be back as soon as I lose them" he apologises and promises. With that he turns, very reluctant to do so and takes to the air just as the SHIELD jets roar overhead in pursuit of him.
"That was awful convenient timing," Spider-Man mumbles to himself about SHIELD's appearance, making him think, somehow, Gobby arranged it though he can't think how.
"Well then, now that the uninvited guest has gone shall we?" Goblin invites the two spider to begin this fracas.
Spider-Man charges at his nemesis, taking a large leap into the air and firing off a webline. He needs to get up because right now Gobby has the height advantage...only they're in a suburban street and there really isn't much in terms of places to gain height. So he does the obvious thing. He snags Gobby's glider instead and swings round to flip atop of it.
Spider-Woman was actually caught by surprise by his impulsiveness in just charging in. Those two must really have some story she doesn't know. She is just about away to help when her spider-sense flares off and she finds herself, by instinct, flipping and leaping and dodging energy blasts. The armoured wearing clown was loose.
"Hold still, Girly. Greeny wants you alive and mostly intact," Barrage tells her.
"Yeah, right," she snorts. "I'll just hold still so you can take me back and I can have my memories erased and rewritten. Sure I'll just do that," she rattles off sarcastically. "You sure your name isn't Blockhead?" she insults him.
"My name is Barrage," he states firmly, anger laced underneath.
"Your name is Barge? Why did you name yourself after a flat-bottomed boat...oh wait, never mind. I can see why."
"What does that mean?!"
"Who says it means anything? I just have a habit of babbling. See, I can admit my faults. It's the key to personal growth. Why don't you try it," she advises as she manages to dodge her way in close, pulls her fist back...and finds it caught in the guy's left hand with at least equal strength. Spider-Woman's eyebrows rise under her mask.
Barrage grins. "The suit enhances my strength," he explains before he slams a powerful kick into her gut.
Spider-Woman slides backward and stops in a crouched position. That explains how he broke free of the webbing. She looks up to find Barrage's cannon pointed in her face.
"Lights out, Girly," he declares confidently.
Spider-Woman's eyes narrow as she can see the glow of the energy charge building within the weapon. She has one chance. Lets hope she is fast enough. She leaps upward, flipping over the guy's head, fires a webline snagging the cannon which she yanks upward...right into his face.
Spider-Woman lands, spinning round, ready to take the advantage. Barrage turns round...and it's almost comical. Barrage's stunned look on his face before he topples over. See she reckoned the weapon was set to stun since he wanted to capture her. A gamble, sure but one that paid off handsomely. She doubts he'll be getting up anytime soon but just to make it more difficult she webs the jerk up again….and then kicks him for good measure. "Don't call me 'Girly'," she says, that having really irked her. Now then where did her progenitor get to?
Spider-Man was locked in a hand-to-hand fight atop the glider with his green faced foe. "What is this about? Why did you clone me?" he has to know even in the midst of the struggle.
"Why don't you show me how clever you are and figure it out...Peter?" Green Goblin retaliates, illustrating clearly he knows who Spider-Man is.
Spider-Man shakes it off. Can't afford to be distracted by that right now. "What's your connection to Osborn?!" he demands to know as he swings and misses, the two dancing atop the seemingly impossibly small space of the glider.
The Green Goblin laughs in delight. "Oh my, you have been busy figuring things out but as for that part, I'll never tell!" he takes great delight in denying Spider-Man the answer.
In his frustration Spider-Man over-extends on his next attack. It means his feet can be taken away and he finds himself easily thrown off the glider, landing hard on the road below. By the time he looks up the Goblin is already above him, looking down menacingly. "You know there was a time I offered you the chance to join me, Spider-Man but the truth is I don't need you any more. Say your goodbyes wallcrawler!"
"Say goodbye to this!" Spider-Woman shouts as she smashes her fist into the underside of the glider, rupturing on of its thrusters, sending it careening across the sky.
"This isn't the end! You belong to me!" Green Goblin rants as he flies his damaged glider away.
Spider-Woman glares at the departing figure in disgust. She does not belong to him! She turns her attention to her male counterpart and helps him up.
"Thanks," he mutters, angry and frustrated at his failure.
By now more police and ambulances are showing up so the 2 spiders take that as their cue to leave.
Some Place Unknown…
Whatever it was that wore Peter's face had left Mary Jane for the moment...which was, frankly, a relief. It hadn't improved her lot in figuring out an escape yet but it was easier to remain calm-ish without that thing and the way it looked at her. Like...like it...desired her.
Even recalling it makes her shudder.
Not to mention she was trying real hard not to imagine what it meant when it said it was going to make her like it. If that wasn't motivation to figure out an escape, nothing was.
MJ feels around her glass tube prison, trying to find a weakness...anything. She gently slams into it with her shoulder...and then not so gently...and all she gets, for her troubles, is a sore shoulder. That's surely going to bruise, she muses as she rubs the sore spot.
That's when there is a hissing noise from above. MJ's head snaps up as the metal plug in the top is swung open and then, suddenly a figure is dropped down with a mass of familiar blond hair.
"Gwen?" MJ queries, her eyes going wide as she rushes over to her friend.
Gwen groans...and the freaks out as she feels someone touch her.
"Gwen...hey...easy, it's me!"
"MJ?" Gwen queries as she stops fighting and her eyes focus upon the familiar red-head. "What is...where are we?"
"Kidnapped and don't know," MJ answers the two questions. She helps Gwen up. "You ok?"
"Yeah. I...I was just in bed..."
"And someone snatched you?"
Gwen nods. "Shoved a bag over my head so I wouldn't see." She finally gets a chance to look around and see her new accommodations. "I see we got the economy class accommodations," she manages to make the lame joke.
MJ smiles. "Fraid so. I must get my agent to complain to the management."
Gwen chuckles slightly as the tension eases just a tad. "Who did this?"
"It's...I'm not sure how to describe..."
She is cut off. "Gwen safe now. Must protect Gwen."
Both girls turn their heads round...and both gasp at the sight. There was this...Spider-Man, in black...only he had 6 arms.
"That's not who took me," MJ says to Gwen.
"Must protect Gwen," the 'Spider-Man' repeats as he fondly places one hand on the glass.
"You should not have brought her here!" an irate voice echoes around.
'Spider-Man' spins round. "Must protect Gwen."
"Must protect Gwen," the other voice mocks. "All those weeks you say next to nothing and when you finally speak all you can say is 'Must protect Gwen'?"
"Is that Peter?" Gwen whispers to MJ, recognising the voice.
"I wish," the red-haired beauty replies. "No...it's..."
Her explanation is not needed as 'Peter' steps into view.
Gwen gasps and covers her mouth in shock and seeing the disfigured version of her friend.
"Must protect Gwen," 'Spider-Man' says and then attacks 'Peter'.
Gwen and MJ can only watch on as the two creatures begin to slug it out...and the worse part is no matter who wins the two girls' predicament won't get any better.
"So Clark's like SHIELD's Most Wanted?" Spider-Woman is trying to clarify as she and Spider-Man swing along. Jessica had asked what it was all about that Clark had to take off.
Peter had tried to summarise the story as succinctly as he could. "More or less," he confirms.
"All because he's an alien?"
"For some that's all the excuse needed," Spider-Man says, his dislike of the bigotry quite clear.
The two come to land on a certain ledge, next to a certain Gargoyle statue.
"Hiya Bruce," Spider-Woman greets the carving with a fond pat on the head. "Don't suppose you have any advice for a poor, lost clone do ya?"
Bruce says nothing...obviously.
"Focus," Spider-Man almost snaps at her. "MJ and Gwen are missing...and we've got nothing. No idea where to look!" he cries, clearly extremely upset.
"And you think I don't know that?!" Spider-Woman snaps back, her voice rising. "You think I don't wish to save them! I have your memories. I feel the same attachment to them as you do. If I could I would take them home and keep them safe!"
"Safe?! It's you and the others that have put them in danger in the first place!" Spider-Man shouts the accusation but she isn't listening.
"Home," Spider-Woman repeats.
"What? Are you even listening-clearly not!" Spider-Man says in exasperation.
"Will you shut it for one minute!" his female clone snaps at him. "I'm thinking."
Spider-Man's jaw moves up and down a few times but he's got nothing.
"Home," the brown haired spider repeats again.
"You said that...3 times now."
"I don't mean their homes. I mean mine...ours. I mean...when I say the word home my instinct is to go back to the lab where I was made. What if that is what drives the others? That same instinct?" she proposes.
Spider-Man cocks his head at her and looks with those unblinking bug eyes of his mask. "You think that is where they went?" he asks, a lot calmer now.
Spider-Woman shrugs. "I have no other lead to give you," she admits honestly.
Well it is better than nothing, Peter supposes and he would rather try a slim shot than sit around helplessly so to Frankenstein's lair they go.
Back with MJ and Gwen, all they can do, from within their glass prison, is stand and watch as 'Peter' and 'Spider-Man' fight it out.
It's actually kind of amazing to watch them fight and flip and bounce off walls.
Trouble is, no matter who wins, the two girls are still stuck inside this prison with no idea what will happen to them.
And it certainly will not answer any of the questions they have about what is going on.
'Spider-Man' attempts a flying kick but 'Peter' grabs the foot and swings the six-armed version hard into the floor, cracking it before he lays punch after punch into the black clad mutation's face.
Gwen and MJ look on horrified at the sheer brutal violence.
Eventually 'Spider-Man' hangs there, held by his costume by 'Peter', possibly lifeless. The distorted image of Peter Parker looks at Gwen and MJ. "It's ok sweetie. It's ok," he says to MJ, trying to sound reassuring...and failing miserably.
Gwen and MJ hold each other for comfort...when something catches their attention from the corner of their eye, bouncing along the floor until it stops near the two figures.
It looks like...a small pumpkin.
It suddenly explodes...emitting a strange green gas. 'Peter' begins to choke, grasping at his throat as he staggers forward, trying to get away from the choking fumes...only for a bolt of electricity to strike him. He cries out in pain before succumbing and falling to the floor, his body twitching slightly.
"Kids today. You raise them, feed them, try to teach them right from wrong and what do you get for your trouble? Rebellion," a cackling voice complains.
MJ and Gwen look round as stepping into view comes the Green Goblin, twisted smile on his face.
"Well I can see my kiddies have been busy," he comments at the sight of the two girls. He leans in, leering. "Now what am I going to do with you?" he ponders aloud.
Gwen and MJ hug each other tighter. Their situation has definitely not improved.
Spider-Man and Spider-Woman land on the roof of the lab...though you would never have guessed it was one from the outside. It looked like just an ordinary office building amongst a sea of them.
The two spiders approach a hole in the roof.
"This where you escaped?" Spider-Man queries.
Spider-Woman nods, the memories all too vivid. After all it wasn't very long ago at all ago for her.
Spider-Man peers down. Too dark to see anything. "They abandoned this quick didn't they," he comments at the fact no-one and nothing is around...or so it seems.
"I don't really remember much detail. It was so chaotic, explosions going off as Scorpion went mad," she admits...to her shame.
Well Peter's spider-sense isn't going off yet so they may as well just take the leap of faith. He places a comforting hand on his clone's shoulder. "You don't need to come," he offers, willing to do this himself.
Under her mask Jessica smiles gratefully. "Yes, I do," she says. "I vowed to try and not mess up your life. I failed there. The least I can do is help clean up the mess."
"On 3?"
She nods in agreement.
"One..." Spider-Man begins.
"Two..." Spider-Woman says next.
"Three!" they say together as they leap into the hole.
And land in a dark hallway with one, dimly flickering, emergency light.
"So as the girl in this horror flick you're the 1st to get it right?" Spider-Man jokes.
"Oh please. They always keep the pretty girl around as long as possible to appeal to the young male demographic. It's the plain average guy who always gets it first," Spider-Woman responds with.
"Darn you and your logic," Spider-Man faux complains.
"Well it's kinda your logic really," Spider-Woman has to say since most of her memories are Peter's.
Spider-Man chooses not to respond to that. It's too weird to think about. "Which way?" he asks.
"Thata way," she points down the hallway.
The two hop up on to opposite walls and crawl along cautiously. Even these two know when it's time to be quiet and sneaky.
Jessica is trying not let herself be overwhelmed by memories as they pass rooms. She knows each room so well where she was examined and probed and prodded and tested. She shudders in revulsion.
They reach the end, a pair of double doors in front of them. They hop down to the floor and gently push the doors open so as to peer in. Still no spider-sense but it pays to be cautious.
The lab is wrecked, just as Jessica said but in the middle, clear as day as it's the only bright light in the lab lies the two missing girls.
Lying. Unconscious. Imprisoned.
"Gwen? MJ?" Spider-Man queries as he dashes over.
Spider-Woman follows him...trying to deal with Peter's emotions and attachments for these two.
Spider-Man knocks on the glass, trying to see if they will stir. Nothing.
Spider-Woman is looking around. "I don't see them," she whispers in reference to Kaine and Tarantula.
"Lets get the girls out first and worry about them later," Spider-Man decides. He pulls his fist back and strikes.
"Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow," he hops around, shaking his fist out.
Spider-Woman's eyes go wide. "Wow. You didn't even make a crack," she comments at the perfect looking glass.
"Oh I disagree," Spider-Man says as he squeezes his hand under his armpit. "My fist certainly does."
Spider-Woman giggles. He was so ridiculous...and then it occurs to her that she must be just as ridiculous being she's his clone. "Why don't we try opening it," she suggests, nodding up to the hatch at the top.
"Good idea," Spider-Man agrees as the two jump up to atop the glass dome.
Spider-Woman examines it. "I think you just flip this switch," she figures as she flips said switch and it pops open. She nods, satisfied.
The two leap down and each check on a sleeping girl. Apart from being asleep they look alright…
...spider-sense!
The two stiffen immediately as that buzzing sensation screams into the base of their skulls. The hatch above them snaps shut.
"It's ironic isn't it," an all too familiar voice announces their presence as the Green Goblin practically swaggers into view. "That is it the Goblin's web that has trapped the spiders," he finishes. "You're so predictable Spider-Man," he lambastes the webbed hero. "I knew you would just dive right in after your two friends. So easy a trap it's almost insulting."
"Well if you want insulted I have a few I can give you off the top of my head," Spider-Man replies.
"I'm sure you can...but we have plenty of time to get to that later," Green Goblin worryingly promises. His yellow mask eyes fixate on Spider-Woman. "And as for you young lady...running away from your father, tsk, tsk," he chastises her.
"You're not her father!" Spider-Man snaps, banging futilely on the glass, his strength nowhere near enough to break it. "For starters she's far better than you are."
Jessica is surprised to hear Peter spring to her defence considering.
"Oh but I am...Peter," Green Goblin contradicts the young hero. "She would not even exist if it wasn't for me."
"Who are you?!" Spider-Man wants to know. Has wanted to know for months.
The Green Goblin's lips curve up into a gruesome smile. He chuckles. "And you see right there, is why I always win Peter. I'm 3 steps ahead of you every time."
"That's not how I count our score, Gobby," Spider-Man scoffs. He's had plenty of wins. He just hasn't been able to catch the guy...or unmask him.
"What do you want? Why did you create any of us?" Spider-Woman wants to know.
"Let me tell you a story," Green Goblin begins, sounding like a kindly grandfather figure. "It's a story of where a generous benefactor offers to teach a rapscallious young pup how to use his power to far greater purposes then he was currently. To teach him to harness his gifts instead of squandering them. Sadly the young man turned down the gracious offer and the two ended up fighting. During the fight the generous benefactor...with glorious green skin I might add, obtained a sample of a certain spider-themed hero's blood. Then it occurred to him. He doesn't need the hero. He can just grow an army of him...but like any new venture you first create a few prototypes. You know, to work out the bugs...pun intended."
"You're mad," Spider-Man just says it. He's always thought it.
Jessica agrees with the statement. Also to be told you're just some throwaway prototype for some mad man to build an army around...not a great basis to pin the meaning of your existence on. Just saying.
"A lesser mind so easily confuses genius for madness," Green Goblin declares. "But no matter now," he continues. "Now that I have the original in my grasp once again we can...dissect you to learn all your secrets Peter. Once I have the genetic key to your powers I won't merely have to clone you. I will be able to give anyone I choose powers and once I possess that power there will be no-one and no force in this world that will be able to stop me. Not even your superpowered alien friend. Doesn't that sound like fun?"
"Can I take a rain-check on that?"
"No," Green Goblin states as he moves to a control panel and activates something.
It takes the two spiders only a few moments to figure out what as they start to struggle to breathe.
"He's...pumping the...air out," Spider-Woman gasps for breath, her hands grasping at her own throat.
The two try to escape but it's hopeless. They soon collapse unconscious on the floor, utterly at the mercy of their nemesis.
When Peter wakes up it is to the fact his mask is gone. He finds himself strapped to a table, tilted vertically and directly opposite him, in sleeping repose, sans mask, is Jessica. "Jess," he says in a loud whisper.
She stirs slightly.
"Jess!" he hisses it a bit louder.
"5 more minutes Aunt May," she murmurs sleepily.
Peter rolls his eyes. If the situation wasn't so serious this would be hilarious...you know once you get over the fact she's his clone. "Yeah. I don't think even Aunt May would give you 5 more minutes in this case," he drawls.
Jessica cracks an eye open...and it takes her a minute, as it does every time she wakes up, to recall she is in fact not Peter Parker but Jessica Drew. "Ooh," she moans at her pounding head. "How long have we been out?" she wonders.
"I don't know," Peter answers.
Jessica looks around at their situation. It was still the lab but it was looking a lot better. Someone had been cleaning...and re-equipping. "I seriously don't like the look of this."
"Me neither," Peter says as he tests his restraints. There is minimal give. "Good workmanship. Must be Japanese," he quips.
Jessica snorts with laughter. "That was what I was just thinking."
"Well great minds and all that."
"Peter we practically have the same mind," Jessica points out.
"Yeah," Peter says with a forced smile. "I'm still struggling with that one."
Jessica could hardly blame him.
"Ah...we're awake. Good," the voice of the Green Goblin says as he reappears.
"Where are the girls?" Peter demands to know about Gwen and MJ.
"Oh I wouldn't worry about them Peter. They're safe. In fact you should thank me."
"I wouldn't hold your breath Gobby."
"You should," Green Goblin repeats. "I saved them from what Kaine and Tarantula were planning. While it was innovative I'm not quite ready for that phase of...testing."
Peter's eyes narrow. Testing? Testing what? Just what the hell is this freak show up to?
"I can see the questions in your eyes, Peter," Green Goblin says. "Then again you've always been the more inquisitive one with the clever mind to boot."
Puzzlement flows across Peter's face. Gobby talks like they know each other...and he means beyond the slugfests they exchange from time to time.
"What are you planning to do to us?" Jessica asks, interrupting the moment.
The Green Goblin walks up to her and cups her chin. "Such fine work, wouldn't you say Peter? She's the best of the 4. An almost perfect copy of you...apart from the obvious. Superior to even Scorpion."
"If you wanted to idolise me that much I would have sent you a signed picture," Peter drawls.
Green Goblin laughs merrily. "Always with the jokes and the quick remarks. She inherited that trait as well you know."
"You never answered her question," Peter argues.
"Quite right," Green Goblin agrees. "Well while you were napping I made a few phone calls. The team will be here soon enough and once we have studied you two down to your every single gene I will get every secret I need for my future plans."
"Which are?"
Green Goblin waggles his finger at Peter. "At ah, Peter. I'm afraid I won't be shar..."
His words are cut off by an alarm going off. He frowns as he moves over to a bank of monitors and he quickly scans the images from security cameras. "Ah ha, it seems our last wayward child has come home!" he says with delight at what he sees. He turns to the two spider heroes. "If you kiddies will excuse me I have to prepare a welcome," he informs them as he departs the lab.
"Is he meaning who I think he's meaning?" Peter asks Jessica.
"He can only mean Scorpion," Jessica has to concede.
"He must have escaped. I hope no-one at the mansion was hurt," Peter expresses his concerns. "Are you having any luck getting loose?" he asks his erstwhile clone.
"No," Jessica says sadly. "He seems to have been well prepared for us," she has to say because these restraints were well beyond her strength to break it seemed.
"Wonder where your siblings are?" Peter mutters.
It was a good question. Jessica did feel a bond and responsibility to them. "We did have rooms...before we escaped. Although room might be an over-embellishment. More like cells to contain us. Gobby could have locked them back up in them," she guesses.
This is just not a good day Peter is having...and no matter how hard he tries he can't wriggle his way loose either.
They then hear the noise of doors being slammed opened and closed, drawing nearer. Then there is the clear sounds of fighting. It's annoying when you can't see what is going on. Whatever fight there is doesn't seem to last too long.
Someone then re-enters the room.
"Was it Scorpion then?!" Jessica calls out.
"Indeed it was," the voice of the Green Goblin confirms. "He's being taken back to his room for a time out."
Huh, that gives away the fact there are other people here already.
"But what is most interesting is that he brought a guest along."
Guest?
"One you might be familiar with Peter. Intimately familiar if I'm not mistaken," Green Goblin says as he finally walks into view...and in his arms a limp girl with long brown hair.
The sight makes Peter's heart freeze. "Kitty."
Author's Note: I did mention Karnowsky aka Barrage once, a very long time ago. Here he is, now as the armoured villain who will one day take his place on the Superman Revenge Squad(Supes version of the Sinister Six really). Hmm, it seems things are not going too well for our heroes does it. And now Kitty's in the mix with them. Thanks to everyone who wrote reviews. Next up; Clone Saga part 5 as Superman needs to come up with a plan to save the day.