House's leg was painful on a regular basis, which is why he was practically married to Vicodin. But the pain now was so unreal, as he looked down and saw a piece wood was sticking out of his thigh. He knew he couldn't stand, not with the pain and without his cane, so he tried moving backwards, using his palms for traction. Doctor Octavius emerged through the hole in the wall, which he smashed to make bigger. "Where is he?" his shouts practically made the room rumble.
Octavius' arms grabbed House by the shirt. "I am no fool, Dr. House! I know you have been treating him! Where is he?"
House didn't say a word. He, for once, didn't know what to say.
"You are useless!" Octavius screamed again. He threw House across the floor, slamming him against a wall. He smiled, using two metal arms to rip into the ceiling above where House was lying. Wires and rubble could be heard breaking, and then it started to fall. House used his hands to try and block his face, knowing he couldn't get out of the way in time. As he watched the pounds of debris fall, he felt himself being jerked out of the way. Spider-Man, in his full, but ripped, costume, leaped towards House and yanked the doctor with him as he landed safely away from the wreckage.
House looked at Spider-Man, his face in confusion. "Man, I love my spider-sense," the hero said aloud. He turned around to face Doctor Octopus, whose grin had gotten wider.
Standing and trying to seem strong and healthy, but not fooling anyone, Spider-Man said, "Are you nuts, chuckles? Attacking a hospital? That's low, even for you."
"I don't care what you think. As long as you're dead and buried, then I am happy."
"Oh, you're gonna let me be buried now? I thought you were going to brutally mutilate my body until there was nothing left for them to find--that's what you said last week, anyway."
Doctor Octopus lunged towards him, his face showing pure hate. Spider-Man jumped out of the way, screaming, "Stop it! This is a hospital! Stop!" Dr. House had managed to stand up, but he was in pure wonder. Spider-Man jumped and dodged with such grace. And he saved him. That kid dressed in crazy spandex saved his life. It was amazing--Spider-Man was still a kid, after all. He was...Dr. House was distracted when he saw the teenage girl standing there, crying. Her red hair was in her face. Dr. House limped his way over to the girl, biting his lip to deal with the pain in his leg. He ushered her with him. "Come on. I don't know if Octavius knows your face. Run."
She looked down at his thigh, with the piece of wood still sticking from it. "You're bleeding."
He pointed down the hall. "Go! Find a closet to hide in or something. I don't know. I can't go...I need to find my cane! I can't...ah! I can't walk!" He said loudly at her. The girl nodded, her mascara bleeding down her face, and ran. House limped around, scanning the floor. He needed his cane!
"Watch out, Ockie-Poo! I'm contagious!" House heard Spider-Man say.
"I'll rip out your throat!" Octavius shouted, slamming his metal tentacle into the ground where Spider-Man had just been.
"Aw, don't do that! Then I won't be able to make fun of you!"
"I am tired of your mockery!"
"Tired of it? Gee, you have no sense of humor, huh? That's probably why you went to the Dark Side. But I do hear they have cookies..." Spider-Man dodged a blow from the raging lunatic. He grabbed a stapler off a desk and chucked it at him with such force that it almost dented a metal arm.
House gasped, seeing his cane lying on the floor behind a the desk. He limped, pulling his leg, over to get it. "I guess you can't have the best of everything," Spider-Man went on, still running around to stay alive. He was right by House now. "The good guys get the perks of being able to go out in public--though people scream "stay away from my baby!" when I go out, and you guys get the cookies. But you get the dumb names and lame costumes. Does Electro still look like a neon starfish? I haven't seen him in a while!" Suddenly Spider-Man stopped, and he started to lose control of his body. He was having a seizure. He dropped to the floor a few inches from where House was standing.
Doctor Octopus smiled the most devilish smile House had ever seen. "I am going to enjoy this," he said.
A/N: I'm posting this on all my fanfics. Please bare with me--I know that it is taking me longer than usual to update, and that the chapters are relatively short. My personal life just got a hell of a lot more hectic, and I am trying to keep up with my fics as best as I can.
