Here is the next chapter. It is half term over here in the UK this week so hopefully I can write some more lengthier chapters. Don't forget to review!
Spider-Man came and landed next to Harry Osbourne who was still webbed to the roof of the Empire State Building. Spider-Man slid his mask off to reveal the face of Peter Parker below.
"Harry are you ok?" Peter asked, concern for his friend filling his face.
"Yeah, I am just wondering why this building was buried deep in Oscorps records. Was dad keeping it secret for a reason and if so, why? What is so important about that building? And who would destroy it?"
"Maybe you need to ask your dad about it," Peter suggested, as he sat down next to his friend.
The sun was beginning to set, the sky becoming orange as it began to slip down beyond the horizon. It was getting colder as the days grew shorter and winter began to take hold.
"No I couldn't. He would get very suspicious as to how I found out that the building belonged to Oscorp and he wouldn't tell me company secrets like that. I won't be surprised if the day I inherit the company, there will be a lot of secrets I will be new to. People may even come after me for things I won't know anything about."
"I suppose, but we should keep an eye on things so that when you do take charge, you are prepared for anything out of the ordinary."
"Good idea. For once I want to be one up on dad."
"Right, we need to be going, the webbing is beginning to dissolve and I don't think you would really like to take a trip down to the street below."
Harry nodded. Peter gave Harry his bag and allowed him to pack the iPad back in and then he positioned himself over Harry where he could support his weight and stop him falling as he ripped the webbing from him. Once free, he helped Harry to his feet and wrapped his arm around him. Harry held on for his life as Peter jumped from the building and swung away across the city.
"You haven't put your mask back on," Harry said.
"Don't worry about it, no one else has managed to get a good photograph of me and we are high enough to escape the extent of some of the best zoom lenses."
They continued to swing through the city, until they arrived back at the house. Harry reached to his watch and pressed a small button on the side. The roof swung open, allowing Peter to swing through and land softly, delivering them both back safely. The roof swung shut, sealing them off from any peeping eyes.
They moved downstairs to the living room, to try to investigate a little bit more about Oscorp's secrets. However, when they got there, they had a shock. Sitting in one of the chairs, facing away from them, was Gwen Stacy, Harry's girlfriend and daughter to Police Chief George Stacy. Peter immediately jumped up and clung to the ceiling.
"Hey Gwen," Harry said walking into the room, "what are you doing here?"
"Harry, where have you been? I have been waiting for you for ages. Did you forget something?"
Harry thought for a moment.
"You'll have to remind me," he said sheepishly.
"You invited me to watch a movie tonight and you gave me a key to let myself in if you weren't here. I didn't expect you to be as long as you were."
"Gwen I am so sorry. Time just slipped my mind."
"How did you get in here anyway, I didn't hear the door open?"
"Um," Harry tried to come up with a good excuse. As he did so, he inadvertently looked up at the ceiling. Still clung there was Peter, mask off. Peter notice him looking up and motioned to him to stop, in case Gwen glanced up as well.
"What are you looking at?" Gwen asked.
Too late. She looked up and her eyes came face to face with Peter's.
"Oh goodness," she said before her eyes rolled backwards and she fainted, falling down to the ground, Peter jumping down and catching her before she landed.
"Great, now someone else knows," he said.
"Sorry, I didn't know she would do that, I thought you might have moved off."
"If you haven't noticed, the doors aren't exactly high enough to allow me to escape without having to crawl right down to get through. Also, the two exits were in her eye line."
"Maybe when she wakes up she will think it was all a dream," Harry hoped.
"Somehow, I really don't think that that is going to happen," Peter replied.
Gwen began to stir in Peter's arms.
"Hey what happened?" she asked groggily.
Before either of them could answer, she looked Peter up and down and the memory of what had just occurred came flooding back to her. She jumped up and out of Peter's grasp.
"No. No no no no no," she kept saying. "How are you Spider-Man? You are just a simple geek like me. You were always awful at PE and one of the skinniest people I know. How are you Spider-Man?"
Gwen slowed down and took a deep breath. Peter and Harry just stood there.
"Please just tell me what is going on?"
"Yes I was once all the things you described, some of which I question the depth you are taking it, but things happened and I changed into what you see today."
"How long have you known?" Gwen asked Harry.
"Only a few weeks. I found out when Pete saved me from Doc Ock. Now me and him are working together to help protect the city."
"And do you have any powers?"
"No, I am just plain simple Harry Osborn."
"Well at least I know that the person I am dating isn't a secret hero. Does your Aunt know Peter?"
"No, only you and Harry do and that is how I would like it to stay. Please promise that you will never tell anyone?"
"It is a big secret, but I promise that I will never tell anyone. It is a secret I will take to the grave. I have always been a fan of Spider-Man and to know that I have been sat and standing next to him as school all this time, is just freaking me out, but it is also awesome."
"Thanks, I appreciate you not blabbing."
"So do you have a cool hideout or something like that?"
Harry walked over to the statue and activated it. Within minutes, the room transformed into its alter ego.
"Oh boy, this is just like out of a movie. How did you get hold of all of this technology?"
"We have our means and ways," Peter said.
"Can I help out?" Gwen asked, the urge bursting out of her.
"What would you do?" Harry asked.
"Well being the daughter of a police chief has its advantages. I can get you direct info from the police about events as the occur and their theories about others."
"That could be useful," Peter said looking toward Harry.
"Yeah I think that could work."
"Welcome aboard Miss Stacy," Peter said holding his hand out.
"Wow, I still can't believe that I am talking face to face with Spider-Man," Gwen said, blushing as she took his still gloved hand and shook it.
"Well shall we have a look at what is going on across the city then?" Harry said, pulling up the live CCTV feeds from across New York.
"Wow, you really do have everything you need," Gwen marvelled.
"Well almost, I still need another costume. I ah e been out in this one to much, it needs a wash again."
"Don't you have a spare one?"
"I did, but I managed to put a nice big tear in it. Harry here said he was going to make me a new one."
"I am working on it. I have the basics sorted for the fabric, I just need to get it put together and sort out the final few bits."
"I can help you put it together, I got an A+ in textiles," Gwen said.
"Come and have a look at it then," Harry said, turning and walking into the laboratory.
Gwen followed behind him, leaving Peter behind to monitor what was going on. Harry pulled a box off of a shelf and took it over to the bench that lined the back wall. Opening it, he pulled out wads of material and a couple of other bits and pieces. He lay each separate item out to make them clearer as to what they were. Gwen could see each panel of the costume in its glorious blue and red, although the shades were ever so slightly different, more vivid and deeper. There were two eye pieces ready to be attached to the mask.
"What are these pieces?" Gwen asked pointing to a set of flat panels of fabric that had gold strands running over the surface.
"Those are sensors and GPS locators, so that I can keep a close eye on Peter and make sure he is safe at all times."
"Where are they going to be placed?"
"They need to be sewn onto the inside of the torso and back areas, because they use the detection of blood flow as their power source."
"Great is there anything else to do to the suit, or shall I get going?" Gwen asked.
"No I think that is all it. You will need this special thread I have here," Harry said, grabbing. It from another shelf nearby. "It is designed so that it is as strong as steel, but as flexible and stretchable as the material the suit is made out of."
"Ok, I better get on with this then."
"Good luck."
With that Harry left her to it and rejoined Peter in the other room.
"Spotted anything yet?"
"No it is looking quite quiet. I think I might go and bung this in to the wash on a quick cycle and then jump into the shower."
"Yeah, you are starting to smell a little," Harry agreed as he gave the air a sniff. "Gwen has started to put your new suit together so you will soon have another one and this can become your spare again. I'll also set about making a few more, maybe give them a different design, but we'll sort that out later. You go and shower, I'll take over here and keep a lookout."
"Thanks," Peter said as he moved off upstairs.
Harry sat down and faced the screen. Now that Gwen knew, it would be easier to get her to understand why he might me late doing things. Also she would be able to bring a lot to the team. This was going to be great. Now the only problem he had to worry about was what his father was up to. The more he thought about it, the more research he wanted to do. So that was what he did. While Gwen was sewing and Peter showering, Harry began to delve as deep as he could into Oscorp records to glean all the information he could.
