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"Like father, like son, huh? Harry, what are you doing?"

"Hobgoblin. You can call me the Hobgoblin."

"No! I won't," Spider-Man says, walking up to him. "I know you're still in there, Harry."

"There is no Harry. Not anymore."

"Harry, please listen. I'm not going to fight you!"

"You aren't?" Hobgoblin smiles, showing every crease and wrinkle of his skin."Perfect. Although, I was hoping for more of a fight," he sighs. "Disappointing."

Hobgoblin kicks him back the side of a building, crashing straight through the wall. "Okay... that's annoying." Spider-Man sighs.

Hobgoblin pokes his head through the hole in the side of the building, putting his hands on his head. "Oops. I hope I didn't cause too much damage."

"Harry, please. This isn't you!"

"I am NOT Harry!" He exclaims, picking Spider-Man up by the throat and throwing him back onto the street. "Harry was weak. Harry wouldn't have been able to save his father. But me? I can. But first, I'm going to have some fun."

"I'm guessing your ideas of fun aren't the same as mine," Spider-Man coughs.

"I know how much you hate to see your dear civilians hurt," Hobgoblin says, pushing a button on his glider. Two pumpkin bombs rise out of the compartments on the glider, and he picks them both up with ease.

"Pumpkin bombs inside your glider?" Spider-Man asks. "Okay, that's kinda cool," he whispers.

He flings the pumpkin bombs into the air, aiming at a civilian across the street that has yet to leave the area. Spider-Man turns towards the civilian, and groans audiblywhen he sees who it is. Are. You. Kidding. Me. Peter sighs.

"Dude, are you serious?! You're becoming my personal damsel in distress."

"Spider-Man?! Where'd you come from?" Jameson yells, angrily shaking his fist.

"Well, Jameson, you see, when a man and woman love each other..." Spider-Man starts, swinging Jameson away from the bomb. The two bombs collide into the ground, creating a large explosion.

"Good thing you weren't in that, huh?" Spider-Man asks, nudging Jameson's shoulder. "This is where you say thank you."

"Zip it, you menace!" Jameson looks back and forth from Hobgoblin to Spider-Man, gears spinning in his head. "I knew it! I knew you were working with the Goblin!"

"Hobgoblin," Hobgoblin says, correcting him. "That' N. Want to make sure you spell it right for when I'm on the front page tomorrow," he grins.

"Whatever, Jameson. I don't even know why you're here," Spider-Man sighs, picking him up. "I mean, it's clear you have a slight obsession with me, but come on, spiders need their personal time too."

"PUT ME DOWN, YOU MENACE!"

"Sorry, can't do that. Now if you don't mind, I'm gonna throw you to safety. Well, you probably do mind, but I'm gonna do it anyways." He throws Jameson away into the air, creating a web net between two buildings to safely catch him. Was that mean? Okay, maybe a little. But that was so enjoyable, Peter thinks.

"Listen, I'm done playing. Harry or not - you're trying to hurt innocent-" He looks back to Jameson, who screams profanity at him from the web. "-Well, maybe not so innocent. You're trying to hurt civilians, and that's exactly why I'm here. To stop people like you."

"Hahaha!" Hobgoblin laughs, clutching his stomach. "HAHAHAHA!"

"Uh... for the first time, that wasn't a joke."

The Hobgoblin continues to laugh, ignoring his comment. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

"If only Jameson could react that way to my-" Spider-Man clutches his head, falling to his knees. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! The laugh echoes again and again in his head, making him fall to the ground.

"W-What is that...?" Spider-Man groans, covering his ears, struggling to get up from the ground.

"A trick of mine, bug," Hobgoblin grins, kneeling beside him. "You can read all about it on my Wiki page."

"Sp... spiders... are not bugs..." Spider-Man manages to spit out, the laugh still echoing in his head. "Wh... What do you call that trick? The Lu-Lunatic Laugh?"

"Lunatic Laugh, huh? I like it. Y'know, most people say you talk too much,but I think you're full of great ideas! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" He takes a syringe out of his pocket, walking over to where Spider-Man lies, and stabs the syringe into Spider-Man's skin, drawing out his blood. "Easy peasy!" He exclaims, putting the syringe pack into his pocket.

That's just great, Peter groans.

He presses another button on his glider, opening a compartment that revealsa flaming sword.

Hobgoblin takes the sword in his hand and grabs Spider-Man by the collar and raises him to a kneeling position.

Can barely stand, Peter thinks. Can't move...

"Now, Spider-Man, for my final trick..." Hobgoblin raises his sword, lightly tapping each of Spider-Man's shoulders with it before raising it to his head. "I'm gonna make you disappear."


Fifteen minutes earlier...

"MJ, I don't think we should be doing this," Flash whispers nervously as he walks through the alley.

Mary Jane Watson and Flash Thompson travel through an abandoned alley in pursuit of Spider-Man and the villain that interrupted the Avengers' press conference.

"A reporter always needs to get her story, Flash," she answers, breaking into a slow run. "Come on, we need to hurry!"

"Ugh, MJ, why can't we just leave the, uh... superheroeing to the superheroes?! I'd rather not get involved after last time," he shudders.

"Come on, Flash," she says, rolling her eyes. "We'll be fine!"

In ten minutes, Mary Jane and Flash arrive at their destination, where Spider-Man and Hobgoblin stand face to face.

Mary Jane turns on her camera, pointing it towards her face. "This is Mary Jane Watson reporting to you live from downtown New York. Spider-Man is currently engaged in battle with a new threat to the city." Her head snaps to the side when she sees Spider-Man create a web net for Jameson, who lands safely without any injury.

"Yeah! GO SPIDEY!" Flash cheers, pumping his fist.

"Flash, shh! We don't want them to notice us!"

"Come on, MJ, there's no way they know we're- aahhh!"

"Aaahh!" Mary Jane screams, nearly dropping her camera. Flash covers his ears, cringing. They both duck behind a dumpster, trying to get away from the Hobgoblin's attack.

"What... what is that?" He yells above the Hobgoblin's maniacal laughing.

"It's... some kind of sonic scream," Mary Jane answers, looking back into the camera. "And its hurting Spider-Man!" She turns the camera towards the masked teen, who lies on the ground with Hobgoblin standing above him, grinning. "We need to help him! But... I don't know how."

"Great. If only Peter was here, he'd be the perfect nerd to ask for this kind of thing," Flash says, rolling his eyes.

"Wait! I have an idea! Hold this." She shoves the camera into Flash's hands, reaching into her backpack. She pulls out her phone and portable speakers.

"What are you going to do with that?" Flash asks, raising his eyebrow.

"Maybe we can counter the laugh with something louder," She explains, plugging her phone into the speaker port.

"Where'd you get that idea?"

"I read it online somewhere."

Flash audibly groans, clutching his head with his free hand. "Well, you better use it now, and fast! Look!" He points to Spider-Man, who rests in a kneeled position, the Hobgoblin with a flaming sword above his head.

"I hope this works," Mary Jane says, cranking her phone and speakers up to maximum volume. She presses play on a song, and covers her ears, hoping for the best.


Now.

The Hobgoblin is about to bring the sword down on Spider-Man's head when his head snaps to the side, hearing something strange.

"What is that? Music?" He looks back to Spider-Man, who shrugs in reply.

The song increases in volume, and overpowers the echo of Hobgoblin's laugh in Peter's head, which allows Peter to be able to move again. He kicks Hobgoblin square in the chest, sending him flying into a building.

"Oh man," Spider-Man says, feeling relieved. "Katy Perry is my new hero."

"It worked!" Mary Jane runs out from behind the dumpster, camera in hand. Flash follows close behind.

"You guys did this?" The redhead and blond nod, and Spider-Man "Wow, uh... thanks. You saved my head. Literally. But you two need to get out of here, now."

"Wait! Uh... Spidey..." Flash nervously scratches the back on his head, twiddling his fingers. "Could I get your autograph?"

Geez. Flash is obsessed. "Well, maybe later. I'm kinda busy right now," he says, gesturing to Hobgoblin. "But I- woah, spidey-sense! Move!" He forcefully shoves Mary Jane and Flash out of the way, sending them to the ground. He turns around to see Hobgoblin, who flies towards him with his glider.

"Seems like you're capable of tricks too, huh Spidey?" Hobgoblin grins, grabbing Spider-Man by the neck and lifting him into the air. "I think it's time to teach you a lesson. Let's go for a ride in the sky."

"That's sweet," Spider-Man says, trying to free himself from the villain's grip. "But I'd rather not."

"Wrong answer." Hobgoblin picks Spider-Man up and flies higher and higher into the sky with his glider, maniacally laughing as he does so.


White Tiger stands in the training room of the Helicarrier, standing face to face with Nova, fists raised. Iron Fist and Power Man stand at the side of the room, sitting and watching. The teens all dress in their regular superhero suits, on standby if Director Fury needs them to go out on a mission. The two teens slowly round each other, when White Tiger feels a buzzing from her pocket. She takes out her phone to see who it is, and looks up to the boys across from her and at Sam.

"Sorry, I gotta take this," she says, turning away from them.

"What?! Come on!" Nova exclaims, throwing his arms up. "Scared I'm gonna beat you?"

"Hey Peter!" She says, answering the phone. "Gimme a sec."

She turns towards Nova and kicks him square in the stomach, sending him flying across the room, earning a round of applause from her teammates.

"Scared? Why would I be scared?" She grins, putting the phone back to her ear.

"Okay," Nova groans, picking himself up off the floor. "Maybe I deserved that."

"Did you just kick Sam?"

"Maybe. Sorry we couldn't come to your big press conference; Fury said we had to train. What's up?"

"Oh, y'know, trying not to get my butt kicked by this new villain. Are you busy by any chance?"

"Well, like I said we were just in the middle of a training exercise..." She replies, covering her other ear to hear him better. "...Peter, are you flying or something? I can barely hear you."

"You could say that," he chuckles. "Did you say training exercise? Great! I should be there in a couple seconds."

"Peter, what are you-"

Spider-Man crashes through the wall of the Helicarrier, nearly crushing Nova and White Tiger in the process. A masked figure follows him in through the newly-formed hole in the side of the Helicarrier, using his glider to slide in easily.

"Hey guys..." Spider-Man groans." I brought a new friend with me."

White Tiger rushes over to him and helps him up, while the rest of the team assumestheir defensive positions.

"Sweet Christmas! Who is that?" Power Man asks.

"Well, whoever it is, he just made a reeeally big mess," Nova points out.

The entire team turns towards him, Power Man raising his eyebrows and White Tiger putting her hands on her hips.

"What? We all know Fury's gonna blame it on me!"

"I didn't know you were such a neat freak, light bulb," Spider-Man says, tapping his helmet.

"Well," Nova says, crossing his arms. "As official team leader, I need to ensure-"

"You are not team leader!"

"Says, who, web head? I think-"

"Uh, guys?" White Tiger interrupts, pointing to Hobgoblin in front of them. "Does imminent danger mean nothing to you?"

"Let us stay focused on the task at hand," Iron Fist says, putting his hand on Nova's shoulder.

"Great," Power Man says, turning to Hobgoblin. "He won't be able to focus once he's done with my hand."

"No! Don't! We can't hurt him. He doesn't really want to hurt us."

The room is silent for a moment, Spider-Man's old teammates looking to each other before looking back to him. "Dude... he just threw you through the side of the Helicarrier," Power Man points out.

"That's not what I meant!" Spider-Man exclaims, exasperated. "I mean, that's Harry in there. We can't hurt him! He's not acting like himself."

"Thank you, Captain Obvious!" Sam exclaims, flying towards the group. "What are we supposed to do?"

"Don't get too close," Spider-Man warns. "He uses the Lunatic Laugh- it's a type of sonic scream. Y'know, it's almost as bad as when my fans scream for me," he jokes, only to be met with silence.

"Come on, that was a good joke!"

"I almost forgot how lame your jokes were," White Tiger sighs, rolling her eyes. "If we can't get close to him, how are we supposed to attack?"

"The antidote!" Spider-Man exclaims. "Remember when you guys got goblinized? Heh, goblinized. That's a funny word." He stops laughing when he turns to his old teammates, who glare at him. "Right. I made extra antidotes and I kept them in the lab. We could probably cure him with those."

"I'll go get it," Nova says. "I'm the fastest one here. Which is another reason why I should be lead-"

The teens all point to the lab, exasperated. "Go!"

Nova leaves the room, leaving Spider-Man and his old teammates with the Hobgoblin.

"We need to resolve this conflict peacefully," Iron Fist suggests.

"Peacefully? HAHAHAHAHAHA!" Hobgoblin tries his attack on the team again, but it fails due to the team being too far away. "Aw, you guys are no fun! How about I change that?" He takes four pumpkin bombs out of his glider, and flings them towards the team.

White Tiger dodges an incoming bomb, deftly hopping above the explosion above her, and landing on her feet, along with Iron Fist. Power Man simply catches the bomb and crushes it in his hands, stopping the detonator. Spider-Man webs up one of the bombs, and throws it back to Hobgoblin, which sends him flying back into the side of the Helicarrier.

"Man, Nova was right! Fury's gonna be mad about this," Power Man says, gesturing to the mess on the Helicarrier floor. Pieces of metal from the ceiling and walls lie on the ground, and a cool breeze enters the room through the huge hole in the side of the room.

"Doesn't matter," Spider-Man says. "For now, he-" He points to Hobgoblin, who is recovering from the bomb, hopping back onto his glider. "-is our top priority. We just need to distract him until Nova gets back."

"Stand down NOW!" S.H.I.E.L.D. guards filter into the room followed by the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. himself, Nick Fury.

"Well, well, well..." Hobgoblin turns away from the team, his interests somewhere else. "Look at what he have here." His eyes fixate on Nick, who stands with a gun in his hand, pointed directly at him.

He charges towards Nick, using his glider to knock down the S.H.I.E.L.D. guards shooting at him, and grabs Nick by the neck, flying out of the hole in the side of the Helicarrier.

Spider-Man, White Tiger, Iron Fist, and Power Man rush to the hole, where they see Hobgoblin flying upwards to the top of the Helicarrier.

"Well... he was definitely distracted," Spider-Man groans.


"Harry," a voice comes in through Hobgoblin's communicator. "You've already got what you needed! Stop playing around!"

Hobgoblin stands on the top of the Helicarrier, with Nick Fury in his grasp. He dangles him off the side of the Helicarrier, manically grinning.

"Do you hear that?" Hobgoblin asks, turning to Nick. He takes the communicator out of his ear and crushes it in his hands. "I didn't either."

"So, I heard about your plans for my father. You know, it's funny. All these news stations saying my father is sick, or, even better, he's on vacation!" He laughs as he extends his arm further, Nick's legs even further away from the surface of the Helicarrier. "So I was thinking to myself, why don't you have one too? Take a nice little trip. Only this time, you won't be coming back." Hobgoblin maniacally laughs as he lets go of Nick.

"No!" Spider-Man and his old team arrive just as Hobgoblin throws Nick off the Helicarrier, sending him to a certain doom. The team runs over to the side of the Helicarrier, where they look to see Nick be caught by a dark figure.

"Who was that?" Power Man asks.

"It appears we have more allies in this battle," Iron Fist replies.

"He's not getting rid of you that easily, buddy." Iron Man flies back to the top of the Helicarrier, holding Nick in his arms. "You're welcome."

"Thanks," Nick grunts in reply, dusting himself off.

The rest of the Avengers arrive on the Helicarrier, Hawkeye and Black Widow using Hulk as their transportation, Falcon flying Captain America over, and Thor landing softly swinging his hammer.

"Woah! The Avengers are here!" Nova exclaims, arriving on the top of the Helicarrier with the antidote in hand.

"Hey! I'm an Avenger too!" Spider-Man says, slightly offended. He takes the antidote out of Nova's hands, putting it in his pocket. "But thanks."

"You know, Spider-Man, when I say 'do not go after him', I usually mean it." Captain America reprimands.

"Hehe... right. Sorry," he replies, scratching the back of his head.

"You know what they say... two is company, but thirteen is just too many." Hobgoblin cackles, gaining the attention of the others. He jumps back onto his glider, waving to the Avengers and the S.H.I.E.L.D. team. "I had a lot of fun today, especially with you," he says, blowing a kiss to Spider-Man.

That's not weird at all, Peter thinks.

"But I must be going now! I wouldn't want to be late for my meeting." He flies off of the Helicarrier with his glider, cackling maniacally as he flies downward to New York City.

"We need to go after him!" Spider-Man exclaims.

"Son, I'm sorry, but we can't. Not now," Captain America says, putting his hand on the teen's shoulder. "We don't know the extent of his abilities. I wouldn't want you or anybody else to get hurt."

"Sorry Cap, but this is something I need to do. I know when I get back you're probably gonna give me the whole spiel on listening, responsibility, blah blah blah. So don't worry, I'll be waiting!" Spider-Man salutes as he jumps off the Helicarrier after Hobgoblin.

"I like him," Hawkeye grins.

"Me too," White Tiger smiles, to which everybody looks at her.

"Did I just say that out loud? Oops."


Hope you enjoyed this chapter, I really enjoyed writing it :)

-ThatOneGirl32