Chapter 10
Disclaimer: I do not own spiderman or the series the Spectacular Spiderman.

The next morning, Peter awoke with a jolt, and the previous day's turmoil came bubbling out of his subconscious. My best friend tried to kill me... He looked over at the clock, 9:00am. At least I've been able to sleep in for a couple days with school still closed. Getting out of bed, Peter dressed himself and then went to take a shower and brush his teeth. Thirty minutes later he was downstairs eating breakfast with Aunt May just like it was a normal day. Except it's not, Peter thought. It's July third. Only six days until the meeting and I still don't have a clue to what's going to go down! Wakanda and the Blazing Peace cult, this secret weapon, and now Harry and Green Goblin... Peter's brow furrowed in frustration as he violently stabbed his fork into his waffles.

"Peter dear, are you ok?" Aunt May asked concerned.

"Yeah Aunt May, I'm fine" Peter said putting on a smile.

"Well that's good because your waffles certainly didn't do anything to you to deserve that." She said jokingly before returning to a more serious tone. "You know that you can always talk to me."

"I know. Thanks Aunt May."

I could go check out the secret lab again and see what's going on. But after last time, it's probably going to be close to impenetrable. I guess I could just swing by and check. I have nothing to lose.

Drawing Peter out of his thoughts, Aunt May broke the silence, "That's strange," suddenly looking up from her paper, the Daily Bugle. Catching Peter's attention she continued, "Just last night an ambulance was attacked and a mental patient was kidnapped. Why would someone kidnap an unstable mental patient? I swear this world is full of crazies!"

Harry. Peter thought causing a new wave of frustration and simultaneously coaxing his id to surface. Subduing his more primitive side, Peter simply replied "That's really weird!"

"Isn't it?" Aunt May said before returning to her paper.

Time to get going. "Thanks for breakfast Aunt May. I'm gonna go out."

"Ok. I'll be home all day. Make sure you're home by curfew dear."

"No problem!" Peter promised and he grabbed his backpack and walked out the door.

Peter swung high up above crowds of New Yorkers on his way to the Natural History Museum. I really need a good fight right now Peter thought. Just something to take out all this pent up frustration on. Stopping to take a break on top of a run down six story building, he scanned the streets below him; right before he was about to take off again, he heard a scuffle begin in the allyway directly to his left. Perfect timing.

"Hey there miss, you're a bit too pretty for me and my boys to pass up. We haven't seen you around here before so I'm guessing you're not from around here."

All the girl could do was shake her head and plead "Please, please just let me go."

"Can't do that. Bag her boys!" And six men stepped forward with a cocky swagger.

Time to step in Peter thought. "Well, well, well. What do we have here?" Peter asked stepping between the girl and the seven men.

"Ay! It's Spiderman!" One of them said.

Turning to the girl Peter asked "Now do you think he really had to announce that? I am standing right here!"
Still shocked by Peter's arrival, she pointed past him at an oncoming thug sneaking up behind Peter with an unsheathed knife.

"Take this!" The guy yelled stabbing down at Peter's shoulder. But before he could make contact, Peter reached back without turning around and grabbed the man's wrist. Backflipping with the man's arm still in his hand, Peter slammed him forcefully into the ground knocking him out cold.

"Come on!" Peter said. "That was pathetic! You guys are dumber than rocks." Before any of the men had a chance to make a rebuttal or attack Spiderman again, Peter charged into the statuesque group of criminals. He wasted no time KOing the first guy with a quick jab to the face. Then he webbed another and flung him into two more effectively sticking them together and knocking them out of commission. While Peter was taking out the sixth man, the ringleader got a lucky hit in on Peter's ankle with a metal rod. Webbing the sixth man to the wall, he turned to face the leader.

"Now I'm angry." Peter said and then channeling his inner hulk, "You wouldn't like me when I'm angry."

The guy dropped the metal on the ground and turned to run.

"Ohhh no you don't." Sending a web out, Peter caught him on the back and tugged with all his might. The thug flew straight at Peter and met his fist. Square in the jaw. He didn't even have time to call out as he crumpled to the ground unconscious. Slightly limping, Peter made his way over to the girl.

"Are you ok?"

"Yeah, just some mental trauma" she said trying to joke but failing.

"Well you should probably call the police to come pick these idiots up. And just to make sure none get away..." Peter took the rapists and webbed them high up on the wall. "If they wake up, they probably shouldn't struggle." Much better he thought to himself as he took off towards his initial destination.

When Peter reached the Natural History Museum, he ran across the roof to the back where he had entered days before. Climbing down the wall, he lifted the rock and stepped on the secret switch. This time though, a small retinal scanner opened directly in front him and a digital keypad revealed itself underneath the scanner. Damn, I'm not going to be able to get in. Even if I bust through where the door is, there's no telling what kind of traps lie ahead to deal with intruders. Suddenly Peter's phone began to ring so he webbed himself back up the wall and situated himself on the highest peak of the museum before reaching into his backpack and taking out his phone.

"Hey Peter" Gwen said. "Are you busy?"

"Not anymore. What's up?"

"Well, after what you told me last night, I've been doing some research. I think you need come over to hear all of this."

"Ok, I'm on my way."

After hanging up Peter swung away toward Gwen's.

-Flashback-

"It's going to be alright! You're going to the best mental ward in New York City. We're here to help you."

Harry was silent. His eyes were glazed over. Play the part Harry, the voice told him. Play the part and then strike when the time comes. He stayed silent, but the corner of his lip twitched up momentarily into a small smirk.

That's when it happened. There was a quiet beeping sound on the side of the ambulance and then it exploded. Harry was thrown to the road, virtually unscathed. Unfortunately the medic was not so fortunate. He was killed instantly by the blast. Harry lay there for a moment waiting for the voice to tell him what to do, but it stayed silent. Harry looked at his hands illuminated by the fire riddin ambulance. "What am I?" He asked himself. For instead of seeing his own flesh, all he saw was two, green clawed hands.

"You're a lethal weapon kid." A gruff voice said stepping out of his limo.

Yes Harry, a lethal weapon indeed. "Yeah" Harry said entranced and unfazed by the silent arrival of Hammerhead.

"I think you should come with me."

Do it. "Ok" Harry said to both Hammerhead and the voice. And then getting up he got into the limo.

"It's time you met The Boss Harry Osborn, AKA Green Goblin."

-End Flashback-

"Ok Gwen, what have you found out?" Peter asked.

She took a deep breath and responded "Wakanda has been war ridden for centuries, but more recently the Panther Cult has taken power and has stabilized the country's internal turmoil by taking control of the vibranium mines from the White Gorilla Cult."

Peter looked at her, a spark of recognition lit his eyes when he heard about vibranium remembering Dr. Warren's late night break in of Midtown. However, he still didn't fully understand how this history was a big breakthrough. But, he continued listening anyway.

"What I've found out is that the Panther Cult and the Gorilla Cult aren't the only cults in Wakanda. There's the Lion Cult, the Crocodile Cult, and then oddly enough, though it doesn't follow the whole animal thing, the Blazing Peace Cult."

Peter realized where this was going so he nodded in understanding and waited for Gwen to continue.

"All of them have been vying for control of Wakanda, and by extension control of the vibranium mines. But this Blazing Peace Cult is new. It's only come about in the past five years where the other four are ancient."

"Ok, so we know that Harry, or rather Green Goblin, has been getting involved with this cult. But that doesn't explain Dr. Warren or any of this United Nations nonsense" Peter said.

"Just keep listening. I may have an answer to that."

"Ok, I'm listening" Peter said.

Gwen pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose and then continued. "The weird part about the Blazing Peace Cult is that it wasn't founded in Wakanda."

Peter sat up sensing that this was important.

"It was founded right here in New York City by a man named Martin Li. He's an entrepreneur/philanthropist who lives in Chinatown."

"That would explain why a lot of the thugs that I've seen have the cult's logo tattooed onto their necks" Peter added.

Gwen nodded. "The only question is why he would be messing around in Wakanda. My guess is that it has everything to do with the vibranium mines. It's the most precious element that can be found naturally."

"So let me get this straight," Peter began, "this Martin Li character is an extremely wealthy businessman who is leading and funding an international criminal cult that's sole purpose is to gain the rights to the vibranium mines in Wakanda?"

"That's how it appears" Gwen said. "So what are you going to do?"

"Well for starters I think Spiderman is going to have to pay Martin Li a visit."

Gwen looked down.

"What's wrong Gwen?" Peter asked.

"I'm just worried." She said and then looking up at him she continued, "This guy sounds like he could be seriously dangerous. Maybe we should tell my dad and let the cops handle this."

"Gwen, we can't. Not only would he have to find out about me being Spiderman, but we're also accusing a man of some serious crimes that may or may not be true. Spiderman is the only one who can validate these accusations. You need to trust me on this."

"Peter, it's not a matter of trust" she said closing her eyes worriedly, "I just don't want to see you hurt or worse dea-"

Peter cut her off taking her hands, "Gwen it's not going to come to that. My uncle Ben always used to say that with great power comes great responsibility, and right now, my responsibility is to stop whatever is going to happen on July 9th."

She looked up at him and sighed. "You know I'm still trying to get used to this Spiderman business, and I'll probably never stop worrying about you as long as you keep putting that mask on, but despite all of my worry, I am really proud of you Peter." And with that she closed the gap between them and kissed him. Then after a little while, she pulled back and leaned her forehead against his. "You're a true hero Peter Parker."

Well There is definitely a lack of reviews haha but I guess I just really love writing (this is my longest chapter yet!) Thanks for reading! And if you do read, please review too! I hope that you like what has been written so far. Let me know what you think :)

Until next time,

-theriot010