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Chapter 13: The Encounter

Norman stared at the headline of the newspaper.

SPIDERMAN SAVED ST. GABRIEL'S BANK

Norman tightened his jaw before throwing the paper away. Damn with him. Everyone credits Spider Man on how brave and bolding he is. Some even say that he's a bit of a comedian.

Bah.

He made a thinking look before a grin came.

Maybe it was time for the Spider Man to meet the Green Goblin.

Chuckling, Norman got off his chair and started to exit out of the office though someone else went at his doorway, doing a small knock.

Norman looked to see his assistant, sighing before acknowledging him. "Yes?"

"Someone wishes to see you," the assistant spoke.

"Who?" Norman frowned.

The sound of the machines came as the figure appeared while the assistant side stepped away. Norman widened his eyes as he saw who the visitor was but just by staring at him, anger started to course in him.

"Norman, my old friend," the voice announced and flashed him a smile.

"Otto Octavius," Norman snarled slightly. He then eyed his assistant, nodding. "You are dismissed."

With that, he left as he shut the door which left Otto and Norman alone to his thoughts.

"What do you want?" Norman muttered.

Otto chuckled. "Not even a 'hello'? Or 'how are things?' My, you're certainly impatient," he drawled. "But of course I already know what you're doing with your life."

Norman narrowed his eyes. "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't call the securities."

A horrible grin went on his face and he gave out a laugh. "Securities? Aha! You're more pathetic than I thought!"

Norman made a cruel smile. "I'm not talking about human-wise, Octavius. Careful where you're treading..."

Growling a bit, Otto walked up to him until they were close.

"Are you threatening me?"

"Nah, I thought I would make my point be clear. I am not the one who would take things lightly. Now," he narrowed his eyes. "What is your actual purpose of being here?"

Otto laughed. "This."

He threw the newspaper at his chest which made Norman grab them. Staring daggers at him, he turned the papers around and looked down only to suddenly be enraged with his eyes.

"I have no idea what you're talking about," Norman replied through his gritted teeth, clenching the newspaper tightly.

"Really?" Otto said, amused. "Green sightings? Flying UFO? Why, if I didn't know any better, I'd say you're the Green sightings itself!"

"You have no proof."

"I don't need any proof, my friend. In all honesty, you already claimed that it's you."

Seeing the confused look, Otto mocked him.

"I don't know what you're talking about. Like if you want to be secretive, then how about learn some tips from Spider Man himself? After all, no one knows who he is except for the ones who's closest to him. He kept his secret hidden very well."

"Even he will slip up at some point, Otto. You can't always hide your identity no matter how could you are."

"I whole-heartedly agree. See and that is why I'm asking you to join me and my fellow teammates. We're organizing a group that would defeat Spider Man once and for all. We go by Sinister Six, a name that was made from Mysterio."

Norman chuckled darkly. "You must be pretty desperate if you need to form a group to kill Spider Man."

Otto narrowed his eyes. "While he may be just a reckless kid, you shouldn't underestimate him. He's strong, persistent and determined. However, up to now, he's broken. Hurt. Devastated. It makes him vulnerable. So, I want you, Norman Osborn, to join my comrades. With your genius mind and scientific skills, we could rule the world with an iron fist. Even Iron Man won't be able to stop us."

Norman stared at his hand though a look of fury came onto his look.

"No!" he yelled, smacking his hand away. "Get out of here! I don't want to ever see your face again! GET OUT!"

Otto made a furious look, baring his teeth. He walked in anger towards the door but as he opened it, he turned to face Norman.

"You'll regret this day by not joining us!" Otto exclaimed, furious. "Mark my words!"

With that, Otto sunk into the shadows as he disappeared.

Harry stared at the new suit which Peter was wearing.

"Well? Say something," Peter grunted.

"Um..." Harry scratched his head, shifting in his spot. "I don't know...? I guess it looks good...?"

Peter sighed, dropping his arms. "Man, all I'm asking for an opinion of the suit."

Harry grinned. "Well to be honest, you can see a lot," he chuckled.

Peter reddened, muttering incoherently.

"I can see why Black Cat gave you an inspiration," Harry laughed.

"Shut up," Peter muttered as he took off his mask.

He then went to take it off only to find himself stuck. Harry turned around, raising an eyebrow.

"Stuck?"

"Yes..." Peter muffled through the suit.

Smirking, Harry helped him out.

Once he got out of the costume, Peter plopped down on his bed, staring at the ceiling. His mind went to the time where they broke into the OsCorp Company to discover what Harry's father was working.

Thinking, Peter pushed himself up and eyed Harry who was working on his homework—something what Peter should do.

"Hey um...remember that time when we broke into your dad's company?" Peter began.

Even though Harry stopped what he was doing but he didn't looked up.

"Yes..."

"Well...did he say anything at all? Or assumed something was not quite right?"

Harry slammed the book which made Peter jump a little.

"You're asking if my dad's a serial killer," Harry connected the dots.

Peter slightly widened his eyes. "What? No. I'm only asking for facts."

"You're jumping to conclusions with facts. My dad wouldn't hurt anyone. He's not a criminal. He's not a mad scientist. Leave it, Pete. I was only curious as to what my dad was working on," Harry said.

"You know I was only asking," Peter muttered. "But you have to still be curious about it though...He's never around home. You never had a bond—"

"I said drop it, Peter!" Harry slightly yelled. "Just because you never really had a chance to have a proper family, it doesn't mean you have the right to lash out on mine!"

"Proper? I'm sorry. What?" Peter questioned, outraged. "My parents got killed when I was a kid, Harry! And now Aunt May and Uncle Ben are gone. You at least got someone who's biologically related to you! Tony's not any of that even though he's trying to fill in the shoes but it's not the same! You have someone. I don't!"

"Funnily enough, I would sacrifice my life to save my father if I had to," Harry said irritably.

"Oooh, playing the noble now are we?" Peter sneered.

"At least I have someone worth fighting for!" he exploded. "You don't."

Peter slightly widened his eyes as he felt all his tense muscles dropping down. He stared down at the ground before uttering a whisper.

"That's not true…I have Tony…" Peter whispered.

Harry softened his expression; a sudden guilt came across him.

"Peter, I'm—"

"Leave it," Peter said hastily.

Sighing, Harry went back to work as Peter stared at the floor and closed his eyes.

Annoyed, Peter opened a book, a piece of paper fluttered out. Raising an eyebrow, Peter grabbed the paper and skimmed the headline:

Green sightings continue...

He narrowed his eyes and threw the paper away.

Michelle met Peter outside of the classes. Since both of them finished, they decided to take a breather and to see what's new in downtown.

"Hey," Peter greeted.

"Hey," Michelle nodded. "So I take it that Harry's still angry at you?"

"Yeah..." Peter muttered.

As they began to walk, Michelle spoke.

"Why would you even thought of Harry's dad being the Green Sight?" she frowned.

Peter shoved his hands in his pockets.

"Can you blame me? I mean, he's dad hasn't practically been around him in like forever. He's always doing some kind of Project Green work."

"Project Green?" Michelle said suspiciously.

"I don't know what that means—"

"Did you broke into the company again?"

"It was Harry's idea. Not mine. Why does everyone keep thinking about me doing something stupid such as that? I only broke into OsCorp before so I can save people," Peter replied angrily.

"Okay, I get it," Michelle muttered.

Peter sighed. "Sorry. It's just that...I want people to think that Spider Man is good, not a threat."

"Don't you? I mean, the public loves you, right?"

"I guess but it took them forever," Peter. "Anyway..."

He stopped in mid-sentence as he saw who it was in front of them.

"Harry!" Michelle exclaimed, greeting him.

"Hey Michelle," Harry said. He moved his eyes away from Michelle and locked his stare at Peter who had a straight face.

"Gwen," Michelle nodded.

"Hey," Gwen grinned. "I never thought of meeting you guys here. You're usually in the library."

"Um yeah..." Peter mumbled, avoiding Harry's gaze.

Gwen frowned at the gesture though she dropped it, assuming they had gotten into a fight.

"Can we go?" Peter mumbled to Michelle.

Sighing, Michelle nodded. "Um, it was nice seeing you..."

As they walked away, Harry's phone rang which made Peter stopped as he heard a "hello?"

"What?" Harry asked. "Is he alright? When did it happen?"

There was a small pause as everyone waited for a response to come out of Harry.

"Okay, I'll be right there."

"What happened?" Gwen wondered.

"My dad nearly got injured in a blow up at OsCorp. I've got to go," Harry said, pushing between them as he went down the street.

"Harry! You shouldn't go alone!" Gwen cried out, chasing after him.

"Um...I'll be back..." Peter said though Michelle gave a knowing look.

"Just go after them," Peter muttered.

Once Michelle chased after them, Peter turned to the opposite side, running down the street and into a small alleyway. He mumbled angrily as he pulled down the zipper open of his sweater

"I'm going to risk my life for his father," Peter muttered angrily. "Damn it, Harry. Don't die. I'm coming for you."

Peter zipped into the sky in his suit and within minutes, he arrived at OsCorp where the fire trucks were already there. Even the police as well.

Peter landed beside the firemen crew.

"Is anyone else in there?" Spider Man asked.

"Not as far as we know. We're putting out the fires," one of the firemen replied.

"What about Norman Osborn? Did he make it out?"

"No, I couldn't see him. Even his employees say that they hadn't saw him coming out."

"Okay, I'm going to check for him and for others."

Spider Man zipped at the building, going at the broken level of the structure.

Spider Man went through the opening, landing on a clear spot.

"Hello? Anyone here?" Spider Man called out.

He side stepped as he let the burning objects tumble down.

I need to act fast.

Going further in, Spider Man noticed how thick the fog is.

"Hello?" he coughed.

When the room seemed quiet, apart from the crackling fire, Spider Man started to turn around as he thought he saw a figure.

"Hello!" he tried again.

Peter rushed towards the figure who went on its knees. The smoke got thicker. The person tried to move but couldn't and Peter got to him.

"Hey, don't move! Stay on the ground!" Peter shouted but stopped, staring at him with wide eyes. "Harry?"

Harry coughed violently as he tried to get up.

"Harry, stop moving. Damn it," Peter said as he went to towards him, grabbing his arm so that it was over Peter's shoulder.

"Get...away from me," Harry grunted.

Peter narrowed his eyes. "Don't be so stupid. Why are you here? Besides, I'm the one who I should be angry at you but I'm putting that aside."

"My dad never made it out so sorry if I want to rescue him," Harry muttered.

"You can't go without some protection!"

"Why do you care?" Harry shoved him away. "You're the one who claims my dad's a serial killer."

"Honestly? We're arguing that about now?" Peter asked.

"Just go on your way."

Peter watched as how Harry struggled to get through but he was about to go after him until his senses buzzed on.

It came too fast but Spider Man was able to avoid the blast. The attack crashed at a far wall which only made it worse as the wall tumbled down.

"Spider Man!" a voice snarled through the smoke.

Spider Man squinted his eyes through the smoke and then in a blur, something shot out and Spider Man just managed to get out of the way.

Spider Man glared through the fog as he saw green lights flashing through the smoke.

"Who are you?" Spider Man yelled.

"Someone from the dark who's on a hunt for you!" he shouted. "This night will be your last!"

Spider Man narrowed his eyes and slightly straightened himself. "So, you finally showed yourself."

Growling, the enemy took out circular objects that were in green. It began to flash when the foe turned them on. Eyes wide, Spider Man quickly reacted as he dodged to the right to avoid the blast and went to the left to avoid another attack.

He's going to bring the building down with those bombs.

Nevertheless, Peter started to run away from the enemy.

Worst part is I don't even know who is. Or his weakness.

Regardless, Peter continued to avoid the throws that came from the opponent while he also threw objects at the person in hopes of slowing him down. Peter glanced behind and saw Harry struggling to walk.

"Oh! What do we have here? A helpless person, huh?" the green creature sneered as he prepared two bombs.

Eyes wide, Peter began to swing across in order to catch up with Harry but the green being had the same idea when Peter started to swing on the webs. The foe then threw the bombs just as Peter was about to push Harry out of the way.

"Harry, watch out!" Peter shouted.

But the warning came too late. As Peter released his webs, the webs got singed as they came in contacted with the explosion and the two flew backwards from the shockwave, tumbling down harshly to the ground.

Author's Note: Alright, Greenie decided to show up! Obviously, you guys had most likely figured it out. But ooh, that blast gotta sting badly. What happens next? Find out! Toodles!