Chapter 9-Craziness

New York City 11:00pm

News spread quickly about the accident at Oscorp and the media had reported that the owner Norman Osborn was in critical condition and taken to New York Downtown Hospital however, doctors are doing their best to stabilize him as they speak. It was later informed that another body was found and it was identified to be none other than scientist Otto Octavius.

Octavius was sent to Lenox Hill Hospital where he would have his extra limbs surgically removed by the best doctors in the country.

That is where we are now. Outside the hospital ambulances are parked in front in the noiseless building, inside the surgery room doctors discuss on how they will remove the arms from his spinal cord.

"Molten metal penetrated the spinal cavity…," said one of the doctors pointing to a holographic image of the spine of the scientist, "Fusing itself to the vertebrae at multiple points…that includes the lamina and the roof of the spinal column."

He leaves the screen to get into position to ready the surgery, "We won't know the extent of the damage until we get in there."

The doctor goes under one the mechanical limbs and looks at for a brief moment before resuming to speak, "I suggest we cut off there mechanical arms, slice up the harness…and, if need be consider a laminectomy…with posterior spinal fusion from C7-T1 to T12."

"We're ready doctor."

On the table is the body of Octavius with his mechanical limbs dangling in mid-air by the wires that support them. The doctor removes a sheet from one of the limbs and reaches for a K950 saw but before he cuts he makes a joke.

"Anybody here take shop class?"

Other doctors give a chuckle, while the blade is whirling to life; suddenly he hears a sound and releasing his finger on the switch to investigate. One of the wires move and he dismisses it as he goes back to removing the mechanical arms from Otto spine.

Just as he about to reach for one of the arms suddenly comes to life grabbing and throwing the doctor like a rag doll against the wall breaking through a glass window. Three more come to life and start attacking the doctors in the room, one them damage a light.

A nurse screams for her life and tries run out the room but the one of the arms snatches her foot dragging her across the floor as she cries in terror.

Another doctor is thrown across the room with the surgical light landing on him killing him in an instant. Another doctor panics but is quickly hung on the surgical light electrocuting him since he holds a surgery knife in hand.

The female nurse being dragged by one of the arms is pulled in the shadows of the corner of the surgery room as her nails dig in the floor as she cries; "Help me! Help me! Help me please!"

Otto body shifts and shifts again as the mechanical arms kill every one of the doctor in the surgical room they twitch, they tremble and they sweep across the floor like mad snakes. They fall back to their source, to that hospital gown charred figure of Dr. Otto Octavius. He opens his eyes but all he sees is darkness.

One the arms carefully take of the blindfold that does not let the scientist see.

He groans, tries to move, but he's still weak from the explosion. The robotic arms, all four of them, rise up into his field of view. He watches in shock, the arms, moving in coordination, and then he looks at the room that he is in.

He is shock to see bodies all over the floor, blood was on his hands and there was nothing he can do to reserve it he screams in agony, and as he does this, all four robotic arms swirl about his head, expressing his horror, doing his mind's bidding, even without his conscious effort.

A cruel taunt that fate no longer calls him the well-known Otto Octavius, now he has become truly Doctor Octopus, Octavius flees the hospital bursting through the doors of the hospital; he walks but he still too weak to walk.

Two of the arms then support him from the bottom to help; as he walks towards the street of NYC, he was not aware of the taxicab oncoming pace. It was already too late to move so he shielded himself only to have the arms throw the car back crashing it to another cab. He is confused as he looks at the arms.

The brief confrontation is quickly interrupted when police sirens are heard in the distance quickly he makes haste and flees the scene. He later arrives to the water docks to hide for the time being trying to figure out what to do at this point.


Flat Iron District Daily Bugle- Monday 12:00pm

"It all over town, Robbie. Gossip, rumors." Said J. Jonah Jameson as he flays his arms, "Panic in streets, if we're lucky."

Robbie looks at his boss as he rises from the desk walking to the window, "What is it now Jonah?"

"Crazy scientist turns himself into some kind of monster, with four mechanical arms welded right onto his body." He said in disbelief, "Guy named Otto Octavius winds up with eight limbs. What are the odds of that happening?"

"Well, what are the odds of Spiderman showing up without Spiderwoman at the scene of the-"

"Hoffman!" Shouted Jameson

"Yes sir?"

Jonah looks at him squarely, "What are we gonna call this guy?"

The wimpy man meekly replied to his boss, "How about Dr. Octopus?"

"That's Crap."

"Science squid maybe sir?"

"Crap."

"Oh I got it Dr. Strange."

Jonah eyes brighten, "That pretty good."

Then he remembers, "Dah that already taken by some weirdo who said to believe to have mystical powers in the Himalayas or something. Wait, wait I got it! 'Dr. Octopus'."

Hoffman was about to protest but instead, "I like it."

"Of course you do." He said, "Dr. Octopus. New villain in town 'Dock Ock.'

"Genius"

"Now get out of here and go back to work."

Betty came in with Peter, "Chief, I found Parker."

"Where you been? Why don't you pay your phone bill." Peter tried to explain but his boss cut him off, "Mad scientist goes berserk, we don't have pictures!"

"I heard rumours Spiderman was there without Spiderwoman." Peter looks at Robbie wide-eyed but says nothing.

"Where were you Parker, photographing squirrels? You're fired."

Peter shook his head in disbelief but Betty came in saving Peter behind, "Chief the planetarium party."

"Oh yeah I forgot about that." He said, "Parker you're un-fired, I need you since you're the only one I got because my society photographer got hit in the head by a polo ball."

"Okay but what is it that you want me to do exactly?"

"What do you think? It's a big Party for an American Hero, my son the astronaut, John Jonah Jameson III he'll be the first man to land on the planet Mars."

"Could you pay me in advance?"

J.J.J looked at him for a second before laughing hysterically.

Peter looked at him funny, 'Sometimes I wonder why I took this job in the first place."

Peter continued to look at him sternly

"You serious? Pay for what just standing there?"

"Umm…no…"

"Well then, the planetarium, tomorrow be there at 8:00 o'clock sharp and bring a date with you Parker." Pointing over his shoulder, "There's the door."


Waterfront- 12:30 pm

Alone in an abandon warehouse along the Hudson River, Dr. Otto Octavius or now dubbed 'Dr. Octopus as he calls himself now looks at his refection in the water with the arms coming to life now.

"My dream is dead; my life's work is dead." He sighs deeply, "And my dear wife Rosie will never see me the same again, only a monster will she see."

He looks at the arms, "And these…monstrous things should be at the bottom of the river…" One of the claws look at him in surprise, "…Along with me…"

Then he feels something at the back of his head, "Something in my head…"

He reaches for the back of his head as he realizes a small device destroyed, "The inhibitor chip! Gone…"

An image of Norman Osborn flashes through his mind, "Norman…" with low growl he picks a steel bar with one throwing it across the river.

"If it wasn't for him I would not be in this predicament, I will make him pay dearly." He shakes his head, "No, I am not a murder."

"But my life's work, I spent 5 years in that blasted Oscorp industries, where would I get the money, most importantly where would I start rebuilding the things I had once lost?"

As if on cue one of the arms bang on the metal of the warehouse and Dr. Octopus gets the hint, "Yes I can rebuild all that I lost here, in this abandon warehouse I will rebuild it, in my image and nothing is going to stop me from accomplishing my goals. But where am I going to get the money?"

He ponders for a bit then he gets his answers, "Steal it. NO! I am no criminal." He thinks again and this decision is final, "The real crime will be not finishing what I have started, I will rebuild and I won't let anything get in my way not even Norman Osborn!"


Parker resident's-3:00pm

MJ tosses in bed when suddenly with a bolt of shock; she wakes up finding herself covered up in bandages with her pajamas in her room. She looks around her environment; she realizes that she is home but she does not remember getting home or pajamas.

Mary Jane closes her eyes remembering the events that transpired; she remembers the fight with the robots and then black.

She assumed that it was Peter that brought her home and her assumption is correct because no else knows where she lives except for Spiderman. Quickly she threw off the covers and went to the bathroom to check on her bandages.

Undressing herself, she peels them off surveying the damage. The scars are faint but they are still there. Mary Jane quickly went to the room searching for her clothes and laid them out on the bed she only took her underwear consisting of her bra and panties.

Quickly showering and brushing her teeth she went back into the room with a towel wrapped around her when suddenly her 7th sense went off and in came bursting through the doors was none other than Peter Parker."

"MJ your…OMG!"

"PETER!" She screamed, "Haven't you heard knock before you enter!"

Peter was seeing Mary Jane naked all over again, this made his face turn red, and those thoughts returned. MJ was blushing just as red as he was and her Pheromone Secretion was not helping either since she unknown to herself was letting it off.

The strange aura was back and blanked Peters mind and yet he felt oddly in love the red…no check that…he lusted after MJ and after moving inside he locked the door.

"Peter what are you doing?"

All he could think of was Mary Jane.

Her red silky hair, her vividly beautiful eyes, her tannish skin. MJ touching him, him caressing her while she was under him, screaming his name. He felt his knees buckle from the desire.

A lustful smile came across his lips as he started to undo his clothes making MJ nervous, luckily, for the both of them the shade was closed, but it was still bad.

"Peter your freaking me out with the smile as it is."

"Come here baby and I'll show you what a man I am."

"What…"

He pounces on wrapping her arms

"GET–" Mary Jane demand was cut off by Peter lips descending upon hers.

She completely froze on the spot, as she concentrated solely on not reacting. Another thing she had found out the last time was that Peter's kisses could cause her to melt so quickly it was embarrassing. She tried to resist him multiply times but found out that she mostly succumbed to his kisses that varied in intensity. Now, he was ravishing her mouth, making sure she could not get in a word edgewise.

Mary Jane had grudgingly tried pushing him off her but found that she could not resist his advances…well it obviously that Mary Jane had no idea what was going on with Peter nor did she know how to turn off the Pheromone Secretion that was producing from her body.

He crushed her scantily clad body against his. Her soft curves melted into the hard planes of his body as he ran his hands up the smooth expanse of her arms and along her shoulders. His hands were now running through her silky, lavender hair, tracing patterns on her bare shoulder blades, the feel of his fingers leaving lingering trails of warmth across her skin as he moved his hands in slow strokes back down her arms in his bid to touch more of her.

He felt like laughing when her hands hesitantly release her towel and wound their way around his neck as she moaned softly. He didn't dare; his intense advances to quickly, he still possessed a healthy respect for women so despite being under the influence he was still fighting for control with whatever force was doing this to him. It would have been foolish not to take advantage of her right now but he was gentleman and he was fighting for control in deciding whether or not he should just screw her now, besides it was not like he could kiss her senseless every second of the day.

His tongue plunged into her mouth when she finally opened and dueled with her, sliding against each other as each vied for control, his fingers burying themselves in her hair. He licked the roof of her mouth and she shuddered uncontrollably as she pressed her mouth feverishly against him, her body following suit. The press of their bodies was the only thing keeping Mary Jane's towel from pooling unforgettably at her feet on the floor. Peter growled and pushed her back almost roughly, with her back colliding hard with the drawer, his hand cushioning the blow of her head against the wooden surface. The younger girl shivered in delight at the adverse contrast between the scorching heat of the body plastered against her front and the warm sensation in her mouth.

Peter couldn't take it any more with mighty heave he ripped the towel from MJ body grabbing her rear-end making the red squeal in surprise carrying her to the bed and started kissing her from her chest up once he laid her down gently.

His lips were traveling slowly making their way up as they sucked at her sensitive spots, her collarbone, neck, jawline and finally her mouth. It was happening so fast that Mary Jane was starting to feel uncomfortable but she did not want this to stop but she knew it she let this go on any further he take her right here, right now.

Breaking the kiss, she managed to find her voice, "Peter please stop…"

"I can't…" he said in reply surprising the girl

"Why…ah…can't you?" MJ felt her breast being groped again by his hands again and she was paralyzed. She had her hands above her head and she was squirming and becoming more rigid to move.

"You're just driving me crazy! I can't explain it!"

One hand let go of her breast and made its way down to her most sensitive spot yet on her lower body. That was the last straw, Mary Jane took her right hand and with a mighty heave slapped Peter across the face.

"STOP IT!"

There was an extremely powerful force that it sent poor Peter flying across the room flying straight to the other end of the wall. Mary Jane was panting hard as sweat came pouring down her forehead, she looked to her left since that was direction our hero went flying and gasped at the sight she saw.

Peter just like in the cartoons was literally stuck in the wall, her eyes widen in shock as she scrabbled to help him out of the wall, not to mention he was knocked out by the slap. When MJ pulled him out of the wall, there was his outline on it. Swallowing she picked up Peter and threw him over her shoulders.

She paused, "What the?"

She was carrying a man that weighed more than her with ease, "How this is possible?"

Shaking her head, she went up the laying Peter down in his underwear and quickly searching for something warm to put on her body. Once she did she covered him up with her quilt and neatly folded Peter clothes and left them on her small desk. She rushed out of the room and just in time too because in came Aunt May with some groceries.

"MJ, Peter?"

"Coming down Aunt May just giving us a minute to get ready." She replied

"Ok dear there is no rush." She went into the kitchen after

MJ placed her head on the door, trying to catch a breath, "What the hell was that all about?"

After a few moments, her heart rate went down and she breathed in and made her way down the stairs. Her hair was still wet but she decided to dry it later, the first thing to do was to help Aunt May put away whatever she brought home from her mini shopping spree.

Aunt was humming a tone to herself and washing dishes as well, the crunching notified her that Mary Jane was taking the items out of the bag.

"So Aunt May how long was I out for?"

"Two days."

Two days wow, those robots must of taken more out of her than she thought.

"So dear?"

"Yes Aunt May."

"How are your wounds from battling those robots two days ago?"

MJ froze paling white dropping the flour on the floor, she turned to face the elder woman but she met her smiling face.

"How did you know about that?"


LXD: Still reediting