"Is Jonah in?"

"No Peter he wont be coming in today."

Peter handed Hoffman the folder containing his photos.

"Peter wait up"

"Yes?"

"Be careful,Jonah is in a particular bad mood. The Bugle is starting to come down in sales, and if you want to keep your job Id try to find a way to keep Spider-Man fresh."

Peter nodded as he walked to the elevator. He would be visiting Aunt May today. Mary Jane who was steadily getting work as an actress bought Uncle Ben's house and gave it to her. He stepped out into the city. It was cold, polluted and un welcoming. In his childhood Peter thought the city would bring all sorts of opportunities. It was his hell now that he was Spider-Man. He devoted his life to saving people he did't know, and now he would be fired because Spider-Man couldn't sell newspapers. Peter got boarded the subway train. He was trying to repay a penance which he knew he could never do.

"Give us your purse!" a man with a knife was about to cut a lady waiting for the train/

Peter sighed and ran to the washroom and became Spider-Man.

"Drop the knife!" The criminal ran dropped the purse and ran away. This happened sometimes.Spider-Man's image was enough to scare people away now. Which was good because Peter was exhausted.

Peter rang the doorbell of his childhood home.

"Peter come in,come in."

"Im sorry Im late Aunt May."

"No worries no worries." The smell of Aunt May's famous beef stew was in the air,it was Peter's favorite when he was young.

"You shouldnt have."

"Mary Janes' told me you havent been eating much and perhaps this will get some food in your stomach."

Peter sighed. He needed times like these. He had come to the point where his amazing abilities were more of a curse.

"Have I lived a good life?"

"Peter what kind of question is that? Of course you have."

"I cant stop thinking about Uncle Ben's last advice to me. I dont think I can live up to it."

"Peter your Uncle loved you, he wouldn't be disappointed in you. No he would be proud he would love to see you get married and have the life you have now. This is a joyous time in your life and it should not be spent searching in the past for the answer to a question you all ready know "

Peter smiled and took a spoonful of his lunch. The radio was on in the back round.

"The Green Goblin long thought dead, has come back and has killed several people. The NYPD is urging people to stay indoors."

Peter jumped out of his chair and sprinted to the door. How could this be? Norman was dead.

"Where are you going?"

"I have to run an errand. Ill call you tonight."

Peter pulled out his key to Aunt May's car and sped out of the driveway. He had to find out who this new Goblin was and stop him before he could follow in the footsteps of his predecessor.