Chapter 4: I Have Something to Confess…

Disclaimer: I do not own Marc Webb's The Amazing Spider-Man Movie Franchise or Joss Whedon's Avengers Movie Franchise. I am forever alone with nothing but my thoughts and ideas. ._.

A/N: I'd like to give a big fat thanks to ERoc901 The Clean Up Man for giving me suggestions and helping write this chapter. I have a feeling we're gonna write a lot more chapters and stories together.

In Ravencraft Prison, Harry Osborn who was laying down on his bed, stared at the ceiling when suddenly he began to hear voices in his head.

"Harry. Oh, Harry. Wake up!"

Harry got up and demanded "Who's there?!" only to hear more laughter echoing inside his mind.

"Show yourself! Now!" Harry yelled before his neck start twitching violently, as his face grew a psychotic and deranged expression, before he spun his head and he went back to his normal state.

"Shit. You're in my head, aren't you?"

"Look in the mirror."

Harry went over to mirror and stared at it sedately, only to see his reflection morph into the Goblin version of himself, which actually terrified him.

"No, the doctors told me they got rid of you! You should be gone! You can't still be alive!"

"Yes, I am. I've been here, waiting for you to wake up and come back to get me so we can finish what we started."

"You mean making Peter pay for destroying our friendship and taking away my opportunity to be cured? No… I can't… I've already done enough damage…"

"You will destroy Parker!"

"No!"

"Yes!"

"NO!"

"YES!"

"N-," Harry stops shouting at the lifeless mirror and grabs his head in pain. He shakes his heads vigorously,thus causing his hair to get all ruffled up, trying to rid himself of the pain, and Goblin. After a few moments of losing the rest of his sanity, Harry's head dropped in relaxation. He slowly raised his, only until merely his eyes met with his reflection. His face wore a very ugly, demented, and distressed look upon his face. The only thing that left his lips was a eerily soft, "Yes."

The Goblin reflection, which was now Harry's actual reflection, seemed very pleased at this.

"Good, besides you looked cured to me," his reflection laughs maniacally before continuing, "You just needed to unleash what's inside of you."

"Us!?"

"Yes."

"Good. I lost everything, including my father's legacy! They shut down Oscorp and it's resources because of the cover ups and everything! All of it is gone. ALL OF IT! ALL. OF. IT All because of him…"

"But you had an affair with Gwen Stacey. Using her as a pawn in your attempt to get revenge on Parker for not aiding you finding a cure. You took her virginity and Peter's chance to have a happily ever after with her."

Harry' reflection laughs some more.

"Yes, I did. But I want more. I want to take his life and watch him die a slow and painful death!"

"But in order to do that, you must be freed!"

"Yes! Join with me now! JOIN WITH ME!" Harry shouted at the top of his lungs.

Back at the S.H.I.E.L.D. Helicarrier, Peter Parker who laid on his bed and stared at the ceiling was still reeling from having the worst day of his life. But slowly drew his attention to Black Widow. He thought more and more about the rush she gave him. About how great he felt around her, when he was with her. It was almost as if Gwen had never left, had never betrayed him.

Meanwhile, Natasha sat down in front of Peter's door contemplating about what she's been feeling for the past few minutes. After a few moments of thinking things over, she decided to back inside and confront Peter.

Natasha walked back into the room stating, "Pete, I need to talk to you."

Peter got up almost instantly, responding with, "Yeah, so do I."

Natasha walks over to Peter very timidly, very unsure of herself.

"… So how are you holding up?"

"Physically, I'm getting a little better. Mentally and emotionally, well, not quite."

"Yeah, I can tell… The info about your secret identity has been officially classified so no one outside of S.H.I.E.L.D. or the Avengers will know about it. Probably until you accidentally reveal, which won't be happening soon. So it's better to keep it that way."

"Well, that's a relief."

"So are you ready to talk yet?"

"Yeah, I suppose so… but it's between you and me, because the way you looked at me earlier…"

"That's kinda what I wanted to talk to you about… Believe it or not."

"Really?"

"Yes…"

Peter and Natasha sat down on the bed, then began "Natasha, the reason I constantly turned down the invitations to join the Avengers because I was so distraught, confused, angry and heartbroken; even more when I found that Harry had an affair with Gwen behind my back before she died during the fight between me and Harry as the Goblin. Which was a complete shit-show all on it's own. Because of Gwen's death, I stopped being Spider-Man for a long period of time."

"I'm sorry. I am so sorry that this happened to you."

"Thanks, about the affair between Gwen and Harry… I didn't want to believe it myself since the Gwen Stacey I know wouldn't do that sort of thing, ya know."

"Maybe Harry must've used her to get you."

"Well, that son of a bitch has done a great job at doing that. After everything I've been through and losing the people I know, not to mention we were childhood mates… Sometimes I feel like the whole world's against me, despite the fact that I do my very best to be everyone's 'Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man' and protect this city and it's people."

"I understand how you feel Pete… because I felt like that before I joined S.H.I.E.L.D. and the Avengers."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"Fair enough. So what's your story?"

"When I was a child, my family died during the early attack in back in the Soviet Union by enemy forces. One of the Soviet soldiers saved my life and took care of me until I grew older and joined the Soviet Intelligence where I was trained in the Red Room Academy as part of the Black Widow Program. During my training, I was also studying ballet to cover my true occupation. I used to be married to a champion test pilot named Alexi Shastakov until his death was faked by the KGB in order to break me down until I resume my training, going through horrendous torture every time I failed some of the classes and eventually graduated to officially become the Black Widow."

"Shit… Can't believe you were subjected to such horrid things in your life…"

"Yeah… but there's more… After I became the Black Widow, I carried out political related assassinations and worked as a super spy with the Russian variant of the Super Soldier Serum in my veins. When I discovered my Superiors' true intentions especially when I took the lives of innocent civilians, I fled to America and broke all ties with them, the moment I met Hawkeye in Budapest. For a brief time, Clint and I were lovers until he was married with a kids. We both joined S.H.I.E.L.D. and worked for Nick in order to atone for all the horrible things I've done. I even use my skills as a spy and assassin to keep the peace and save the world. Especially in missions that's classified from the world to know. But I still felt like there's no place in the world for me until an incident involving Loki and alien invasion changed my life forever when I joined Captain Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Thor, Bruce Banner and Clint. Despite the damages done on the city, we saved the world and more lives than you can ever imagine and as a result of it, we somehow inspired a lot of people and brought them hope and some of them were still distrustful of us out of fear."

"Wow… quite a tragic and triumphant story."

"Yeah, it is."

"Even after I became Spider-Man, people in New York City were divided about me the first time I came on the scene. Especially Gwen's father, Captain George Stacey of the NYPD and worst of all, J. Jonah Jameson."

"The owner of the Daily Bugle?"

"Before that, I was bitten by a radioactive spider and gained the powers and abilities of a spider which freaked me out at first. What really inspired me to become Spider-Man as a superhero was the death of my Uncle Ben. I'd rather not go further…"

"I'm so sorry that it happened to you."

"Yeah and I'm sorry about you losing your family, going through horrific torture during your training, taking the lives of good people who didn't deserve to die and everything. Really, I am."

"Pete, listen to me. I might be wrong but we're somehow alike."

"You're not, I think I see what you're getting at."

"We're both screwed up spiders;" Natasha chuckled somberly, "we've made mistakes, lost people we've loved and struggled to make things right… even… even if we come from different worlds, with different backgrounds and personalities…"

They lean in closer towards each other when Peter adds,"We still one and the same…"

Before anything else could be said, Natasha and Peter fall back onto the bed. Leading into a very intimate, passionate and sexual kiss. They stop for a brief moment to only say to each other, "I think I'm in love with you…" They look passionately into each other's eyes for moment before continuing with their sexual fiasco.

Back at Ravencroft, a prison guard was doing the regular routine check on the prisoners until he heard a maniac laughing in his cell.

"What the hell?" The Guard ran to the cell of Harry Osborn, pulled out his keys, unlocked the cell and opened it, only to see Harry laughing on the floor.

"Alright, Mr. Osborn. Let's get you up and calm you down before we do something that we'll regret later on, huh?" The Guard picked him up but Harry punched him below the belt, snatched the guard's handgun from him and aimed it at his forehead.

"Too late for that." Harry pulled the trigger and shot the Guard in the head, killing him in the process. "Now it's time to get out of this shithole."

3 minutes later, Harry walks out of his cell in a Prison Guard uniform and enters the main building. He passes by several offices and a couple of doctors and institute guards in hopes of heading to the front door.

"It won't be long before I've finally made my way out of here, and have my hands wrapped around Peter's throat."

Back in the prison section of the institute where Harry broke out from, another guard went to do the routine check on the inmates as well until he slipped on a pool of blood that came from Harry Osborn's cell but he didn't fell. That's where he knew that something was wrong.

The guard opened the cell and discovered that Harry Osborn has escaped by shooting another guard in the head and took his uniform.

He grabbed the radio and "Sound the alarm now! We got an inmate breaking out!"

The alarm rung and everyone went into panic mode while the institute guard came out wearing S.W.A.T. like uniforms and machine guns.

"Damn! Change of plans." Harry snarled as he decided to find his glider and pumpkin bombs in order to escape.

On the way to the area where his stuff are held, he had to hide from the guards until the coast was clear. When he finally found the area, he saw the glider and the pumpkin bombs.

"Yes! Now to hunt down, Spider-Man and make him pay with his life." Harry said and then he was stopped when he heard a gunshot, turned around and saw 10 institute guards with machine guns at him.

"It's the end of the line, Osborn! You're not goin' anywhere," roared the leader of the assault team as he halted him.

Harry laughed as he grabbed the pumpkin bomb and activated it.

"Put the bomb down, put your hands over your head and..." The leader of the assault team got cut off by Harry who threw the bomb at the sentinels and it exploded, killing them in the process.

"No way. I didn't come this far to break out of here and hunt down Spider-Man only for taking everything away from me. YOU HEAR ME?!" Harry shouted as he threw a pumpkin bomb at the wall and it exploded into a hole for him to fly his glider out of here.

"I won't stop until Spider-Man is dead! Anyone who stands in my way shall suffer the same fate as him! And believe me, there will be bloodshed!" Harry snarled as he got onto his glider and flew away from Ravencraft, laughing maniacally.

A/N: So what did you guys think of that, huh? I honestly think this is my best chapter. But of course I couldn't have done it without the help of ERoc901 The Clean Up Man. I really appreciate your help man. And I seriously don't think this will be the last of us, working together. Pretty sure we're working on the rest of this fan fic together.

Anyways, catch you guys later, Spidey webbing out. *THWIP* *THWIP*