A/N: Have you guys watched 'the amazing spiderman'? If you do, sure you'll understand the character's purposes in this story better. Italics are their thoughts or flashbacks.

Norman went to his lab at Oscorp and saw to his amazement his suit and mask standing upright. He went over to inspect it and made his way over to his mask. The mask was oval, green as he wanted it, the holes for the eyes were oval shaped as well.

Norman placed a hand to his ear and recalled how during his painful experimentation that his ears began to grow. I felt myself change He wondered out loud. He then went over the events that led to his blackout.

"What the hell's happening!?" He had shouted through the searing pain to Stromm.

"Your eyes, Norman." A horrified Stromm whispered as he put a hand to his mouth.

He had seen his reflection through the glass wall in front of him. Everybody in the audience looked petrified and with good reason, with his mask covering a huge majority of his face. His ears stuck out and his eyes were yellow and hideous. He had sharp teeth shown as well. Norman was seeing a monster and it was him.

A wave of anger and freedom swept over him. He had felt he could do anything now. The creature looked away from his reflection and looked at every member seated behind the glass. He then let out a loud cackle.

Norman remembered throwing Stromm through the glass.

He remembered leaping towards the audience and attacking several military members.

He remembered commandeering the glider with ease and used its weapons to fire all around. All at the same time, Norman had been laughing.

He remembered saying to the people seated. "Hope you enjoyed the show!" He cackled while throwing a small orb-like object toward their section.

The object had exploded while impact, narrowly missing several people, several weren't so lucky and looked injured. The ones who lived began to run off in fear.

"Where you guys running off? The after-party's about to commence!" He joked.

Bullets from beneath the glider shot off. While the glider was shooting, Norman remembered looked at his navi-computer on his wrist. A timer had been set.

00:00:05 .. 00:00:04 .. 00:00:03 ..

"Time to blow things out of proportion!" He then sped off, making a hole in the ceiling, while an object from below the glider dropped down. A huge explosion was heard.

Norman gasped and started breathing heavily again. He tried to put himself together.

"Just calm down, Norman .. don't go crazy. You're the leader of one of the most important corporations in the world. You should not be acting like this." He told himself.

Looking at a newspaper with a headline that irritated him, an annoyed Norman read out loud.

OSCORP DECIDES TO CUT FUNDING FOR SEVERAL DIVISIONS

"What the hell was I thinking?" He asked himself.

He was aware that he made the decision yesterday, albeit reluctantly. But Norman felt differently now.

"What am I going to do with this inferior board of mine?"

Norman then looked at his suit standing in the middle of the room.

"Oh .. now I know." He gave an evil smile.

As Beca left the classroom, she kept thinking as to how she had come up with such weird thin strand of white material coming from her wrist. The adhesive was so strong it stuck to the desk easily. Luckily, Beca took it off with ease even if did scrape a piece off the desk. What will I come up next? I hope whatever comes next won't be anything like that. I swear I had to almost tear off a part of the desk just to get loose! Shethought.

"Well, look who it is .." a voice called out from behind the brunette.

Beca knew who the voice belonged to and had to sigh due to annoyance. She turned around and her suspicions were correct as she saw Bumper standing in front of her. His goons were standing to his side.

"I take it you're not in a good mood to see me?" Beca shrugged.

Bumper ignored her remark. "You know, ever since you've opened that little mouth of yours, you have been a constant thorn at my side, Parker. I mean teacher's always giving us more work just so we can keep with you."

"Don't blame me for your academic decline, Bumper. Instead of partying and getting drunk, you should open up a few books and actually read them, not look at them."

A lot of students stopped and watched the scene. Some looked impressed by the way Beca was handling herself. Some let out 'ooh's' from her remarks.

"That's going to cost you!" Bumper growled and let out a fist.

The brunette's senses immediately went into overdrive. An unknown instinct warned her that danger was coming. For that, Beca reacted. Whoa! I can see Bumper's fist and it's going slow! she thought. From Beca's perspective, everything else seemed to drag.

Beca deflected the fist with her hand.

"Whoa!" several people cried out.

Bumper with his fist caught looked on in confusion.

Before anything escalated, Stacie came to the scene. "Hey, I just told the principal something's up. Unless you want to stop with the usual BS, you may actually get out of being suspended." She told Bumper.

Bumper looked murderous. "I don't know why you soften up to this little creep, but you need to consider your friends more carefully."

"She's twice the girl you are!" Stacie yelled.

Hey I'm right here! Becawanted to call out. But at the same time, she couldn't help but be appreciative towards Stacie.

However, Bumper and his friends laughed at the statement Stacie gave. "That was a lucky catch. If that's what you're referring to. One of these days Parker, you'll get what's coming your way."

"Or you could have just said you'll get what's coming, it would make you look less pathetic." Beca said.

An angry Bumper began to advance once again when the principal came towards between him and the brunette.

"What seems to be the problem here?" The principal asked.

"Is there a problem?" Stacie asked Bumper.

"N-No problem." Bumper said as he backed away.

"Well then I suggest you move on and head to class then!" The principal shouted to both of them.

After Bumper gave a meaningful leer towards Beca, He went off and the rest of the students went on their way as well. Beca and Stacie stayed behind. "Well thanks again, I guess I owe you twice now." She said.

"No problem Becs. I was more impressed by the way you caught that punch, though." Stacie said amazed.

"I guess I've been upping my workouts." Beca lied.

"Awesome Beca it is,"

"I just hope that I'll pay you back for all you've done to me. Being there."

"You will." she smiled and walked away before giving a small wave.

As Beca walked away in pure contentment, Chloe Stacy came out of nowhere and walked up to her. Why is it every time I see Chloe, I want to gulp? She thought.

"Hey Beca!"

"Hey indeed." She said with a chuckle.

"Heard what happened."

"Yeah, News spreads like a virus in this school, I guess." Beca muttered.

"You have to tell me all about it. How about dinner and a movie this Saturday?"

I hate movies .. but, she wanted to blurt out. You sure you have the right person? she thought. "Uhm well I .. uh." A nervous Beca was scratching her head at this point.

"Sure!" She said high-pitched until she corrected herself. "I mean .. that sounds cool." She said normally.

"Good. I'll see you then." She smiled and ran off leaving a speechless brunette behind.

What about Stacie, though? a voice inside her asked.

Sitting at his worktable, Otto Octavius typed away as he was intent on finishing his special project in time. He straightened his glasses every time an anomaly shown on the screen was not applicable or useful.

"I really hate this world." He shook his head. "It's up to me to change it." Otto whispered.

He pressed 'Enter' on the keyboard and on the screen, several outlines of what appeared to be arms were shown.

Otto smiled at his progress.

"Now all that is needed is a little editing." The arm on the screen flipped over and the image was broadened to reveal the exterior of the arm.

"Let's go with titanium instead of iron." He said.