(Throughout this chapter, the scenes overlap and alternate when I say so.)
Gabriel sat in awe of the sight of Goblin costumes in the abandoned subway station.
"No," he said, "this can't be. This is impossible."
Suddenly a computerized voice said "Voice identification confirmed. Begin program. Stand by to receive." A screen emerged from above the control panel. On it appeared Harry Osborn's face.
"Hello, Gabriel and Sarah." he said, "If you're seeing this message, then you have most likely achieved your goal of killing Peter Parker and Spider-Man. You have also likely realized they are the same man. But no doubt, he tried to tell you the truth, the truth confirmed by what you see before you. But when I said Parker killed your mother, I meant it. He is as responsible for her death as my father was. She died because he was a romantic idiot, and so was she. If you're receiving this message, then he has joined her in death by your hands. Now you are worthy of inheriting your father's legacy. The masks are your faces; your faces are the masks behind which your true faces hide."
(Alternate)
At the hospital, Spider-Man stood outside of the O.R. Later Mary Jane arrived.
"Mr. Spider-Man," she said, "I'm here to see my... um... cousin. They said she was checked in ten minutes ago, blonde, black headband."
"Yeah," said Spider-Man, "they're still operating on her."
"I'll just wait here then."
"Okay."
"I saw what happened on the news," said MJ once there was no one in earshot, "are you alright?"
"I'm fine." said Spider-Man, "I'm currently concerned about Sarah. Whenever someone comes in or out, they're running, and that's not good. I saved her on the bridge, MJ. I can't let her die, now. I can't." Just as he was finished talking, a doctor came out of the O.R.
"How is she, Doc?" said MJ.
"Not good." said the doctor, "We got the bullet out, but..."
"But what?" said Spider-Man.
"It's the blood loss. We typed her blood, and we used what we had on hand, but even with the same blood type, it was rejected."
(Alternate)
"My father passed down his unique DNA to you,"said the Harry recording,"but you're flawed, because you have her DNA in you as well. As she hadn't taken the serum, you're DNA has been mutated, the serum that saved my father's life-"
(Alternate)
-is now killing her because it won't accept normal blood. Peter finished thinking.
(Alternate)
"Because your rapid healing factor has become a rapid aging factor." said Harry, "But that changes now. When Norman was administered the serum, it almost killed him, as he wasn't ready, no one could be ready for that power, until now. You have the serum in your system already, and that means you'll be ready a dose of it." A robotic arm inserted a vial of the serum into the syringe and extended it over to Gabriel, who took it.
(Alternate)
"We're doing what we can with synthetic plasma," said the doctor, "but it's a holding action at most. If we can't get a relative here in less than an hour, I'm afraid this will have to become hospice." The doctor started toward the door to the O.R.
"Doc, wait." said Spider-Man, "Use my blood."
"Are you a relative?"
"No, but my blood is the same type." Peter knew this as he inquired of Gwen once what blood type she was, and he knew there was at least a chance that Sarah inherited it.
"But you heard what I said, her blood is different."
"But so is mine. And besides, what's she got to lose?"
"Fair warning, Spider-Man," said the doctor to Spider-Man, who now lay in a hospital bed next to Sarah, "this will be a very heavy transfusion. It's not life threatening, but you will pass out and will need to stay here overnight at least."
(Alternate)
"Of course," Harry said, "it may have unforeseen effects on your mind, psychosis, paranoia, minor memory loss, but it sure beats dying, and what family doesn't have it's little... eccentricities?"
(Alternate)
"I don't care, doc." Spider-Man said, "Just save her. Don't-"
(Alternate)
"-let-" said Harry as Gabriel put the needle in his arm,
(Alternate)
"-me-" said Spidey as they put the transfusion needle in his arm,
(Alternate)
"-down." said Harry as Gabriel pushed the button on the syringe, draining the fluid from the vial. Gabriel laughed maniacally as he dropped the syringe, shattering the now empty vial.
(Alternate)
The blood flowed through the tube in Spider-Man's arm and into a clear pouch hanging overhead. They removed the needle from his arm, sterilized it, and put it in Sarah's. The blood drained from the pouch into Sarah's arm.
From out the window, Spider-Man could here MJ saying "Go get him, tiger. Kick his ass, kick it hard." That was the last thing Peter heard before blacking out.
