[A/N]: BREAKING NEWS; FINALLY AN UPDATE OH MY GOD. In other news, I have been fangirling over Dane DeHaan. Now back to your scheduled program.
I looked at the number puzzledly. I'd never seen it before, and I don't give out my number publicly, so how did this person get my number?
The cellphone had rung at least 5 times, so I decided to pick up.
"H-hello?" I asked, sort of terrified. If this guy knew my number, who could he be? Serial killer? Possibly.
"I need your help." the mysterious person asked. By the tone in his voice I could tell he was male, though he did sound rather raspy.
"Wh-who is this?"
"... Really? This is not the time for jokes, Kim."
Shit, he knows my name. Definitely a serial killer, I thought.
"Answer the question please." I tried to sound tough but my voice was shaky.
"No." he replied. That reply kind of scared me.
"I'm hanging up." I managed to squeak out.
"Kim wait no stop-" BEEEEEEP. I'd prefer to live without a stalker thank you very much.
Maybe I could get Harry to get me a bodyguard, though if I told him he'd probably freak out first. I would if Harry told me he had a stalker.
I didn't even bother brushing my hair, or putting on new clothes. When I hung up I was ready to go.
Though, my sight was a little blurry. I poked my eyes. "Yup, contact's are still in." I found myself saying aloud in the hollow mansion.
I walked through the hallways and down the large stairways. There were maids and butlers littering the halls, and oddly, I received no strange looks from them. If they see girls waking up in Harry's bed often, does that mean... I don't want to think about it.
I just ran into OsCorp like I was.
This time, I was prepared. I knew what to do for the elevators. I said "top floor" with pride this time.
I got to the top floor, and made my way to the desk.
I bumped into someone and they cursed. Sheesh. The guy turned around to see who had collided into his back.
"Kim?" Harry asked with surprise.
I looked back and forth frantically. I couldn't take it all in, it was too much.
"I have a stalker!" I blurted out.
"What?!"
Next to Harry were two security guards. I couldn't imagine why he would need them.
"Have you finally decided to get bodyguards? Oh yeah, that's right. I have a stalker and I need bodyguards." I said bluntly.
"N-no, I uh, well, I- Wait, what? A stalker?" the way he fumbled his words was so cute. That just made my day.
"Mr. Osborn has been fired and has five minutes to leave the premises." a man from across the room spoke loudly. He was certainly fa- Okay, I need a new word. Eh... Spiffy. There we go. He was certainly spiffy.
But spiffy as he was, his tone was not the greatest, and it kind of irked me.
"I'll explain later, let's just go." Harry grabbed my hand and led me away from the office, which, even though it was more occupied than usual, it felt emptier without Harry at the desk.
We stepped into the elevator. We were facing towards the door, and there was awkward silence, besides Harry saying "floor B" to the elevator AI, until I spoke,"So... How'd you get fired? Aren't you like the President of OsCorp?"
"That guy you saw there at the desk, he framed me." Harry replied. His answer was rather vague. I do not like vagueness.
"He 'framed' you? What for? And can I un-alive him depending on how bad this gets?"
"Menken claims that I created Electro. You know, that electric guy on the news. Max Dillon, I think that was his name. Menken says that I 'experimented on him'. Pfft. I had no idea about the accident. And for your second question, no you may not un-alive him... Unless you can cover up your tracks." Harry didn't sound like he was lying, which actually kind of scares me.I'll have to remind myself not to get on his bad side.
"Really? I'd think that the CEO would know something about the 'accident'." I said, trying to make small talk.
"Well, I did see the accident through security cameras, but I didn't cause it. Wait... Do you believe him over me?" Harry actually turned to face me.
"Of course not! But did you have permission to snoop around?" I asked teasingly.
"It's not snooping around. Besides, I'm the CEO, well, I was, but I don't need permission." he crossed his arms and faced the door again.
"Whatever you say..." I chuckled.
The elevator stopped on the fourth floor. A blonde stepped in, she didn't even notice us. I recognized her, it was Gwen. Yes, that Gwen. Ugh.
I decided to play a prank on her, since she didn't notice us behind her. I nudged Harry and snickered.
"Gwen Stacy!" I shouted. The sound of my voice kind of echoed among the elevator.
Gwen jumped in surprise and Harry and I burst out laughing. "Kim!? Why would you do that?" Gwen asked with a hoarse voice.
"Lighten up Gwen." my laugh turned into a gasping chuckle, and so did Harry's.
Gwen just rolled her eyes.
"So you're Gwen Stacy? Peter mentions you often. Are you guys still dating?" Harry asked once he regained his cool from laughing. I gave him a sharp jab on the arm. He flinched and swatted my hand away. I didn't like where this question was going.
"No... It's, uh... It's-"
"Complicated?" Harry finished for her. Gwen nodded. "Y-yeah..."
"Peter needs you though, you, uh, you seem to help him think. God knows he needs that." Harry continued.
"'Guess so." Gwen said when the elevator door finally opened again. Thank God, I don't know how much longer I could've stood there with her.
"Well, it was nice seeing you, uh..." Gwen stood at the entrance of the elevator.
"Harry."
"Harry! And uh, see you around, Kim." she finished and walked off with a fast pace.
The elevator doors closed.
Harry shot me a angry look. "You don't like her, do you?"
"W-What? No... I... Yeah I don't like her." I said with my head hanging low.
"Figured. Rivals for your brother. Totally normal." he sighed.
"You don't have siblings... Do you?"
"No, but there's always TV to get information off of." he chuckled.
Of course, I thought.
"So uh, why are we going to the basement?" I finally asked. Things kept popping up, and I didn't get to ask it previously.
"You'll see." Harry replied simply.
The elevator was moving slower than normal, so to break the ice I brought up the subject of that guy on the phone earlier.
"So, about that stalker..." I said slowly.
"Yes. What is this stalker thing about?" Harry didn't seem serious about this subject. He probably knew what was up before I did.
"I got a phone call this morning, and I asked the guy who he was..." Harry rested his cheek on his fist and with the other hand waved for me to continue. "... And his voice was really raspy and hoarse, but he denied my questions, so I hung up. I think I have a stalker now. How else did he get my number?"
"Mm-hmm." Harry sounded really sarcastic. I love that about him. Squeeeee~
"You know, now that I think about it, he sounded a lot like you- ohh." I smacked my forehead, I should've known. I could've smacked a little bit less harder though. I think I have a red handprint on my face now.
The elevator doors opened to reveal a room bathed in green light. The air was cold, I felt like I needed a coat. To get warmth I hugged Harry as we walked towards a glass window. Speaking of glass window, there were tons of them. Behind them were weird contraptions. Tentacle arms, wings, a black ball of goo, okay, seriously... What is up with that one?
Harry, however walked towards a glass window with a single vial and syringe next to it on a pedestal.
"What the heck is that?" I pressed my face up against the glass. I exhaled, and drew a heart with a k and an h on the foggy glass.
"Spider venom. The venom from the spiders that bit Spider-Man. See what I'm saying here?" Harry leaned up against the glass.
"No." I simply replied.
"I didn't expect you to..." Harry muttered under his breath. "It's basically what's in his bloodstream, and it's what I believe will cure me. But, uh, I say, we break the glass and steal it."
"Best idea. 10/10." I whispered loudly.
"That was a joke. I do intend on stealing it though."
"And you're telling me this, why?"
"Because I need your help stealing it."
I stared at him with disbelief. "Harry Osborn, the guy who, eh, used to run OsCorp, owns a mansion, has feelings for Spider-Man, probably has billions of dollars in the bank, and has multiple servants, is talking about stealing some liquid in a vial." I paced back and forth listing things.
"So, I take that as a no?" he asked hoarsely with a hint of disappointment. I couldn't stand to see him in pain. Did I mention how he had red circles under his eyes, to the point of making his eyes look like they're bleeding? Did I mention how his hair was the messiest I'd ever seen? Did I mention how anorexic he looked? Did I mention the blood on the side of his face, which I can't even explain? Harry was suffering, and I'm going to be the one to stop it.
"No... I'll help you, just tell me what to do." I said reluctantly.
"Good. Let's get started then."
Once outside Ravenscroft, I whispered the plan to Kim. She nodded, telling me she got it.
We walked into the short and empty hallways. The only sign of life were two guards.
I hid in the shadows while Kim walked up to the guards.
I paid close attention to the tasers they had on them. Hopefully Kim did too.
"Hello, my name is Kim Parker, and I'm here to see Max Dillon." she announced.
The guards looked at each other then back at Kim. "Ma'am do you have ID?" one of the guards asked.
Kim ran between them and tried to get up the stairs. The guards chased after her and while they were distracted I stole a taser from one of them and tased them both.
I took a taser off of one of the guards and threw it to Kim, who fumbled it, but eventually she got her grip and continued up the stairs.
Kim waited for me on the steps and held her arm up for a high-five. I left her hanging and she followed me up the stairs.
Once in the hallways I pointed her towards a fire alarm.
"What am I going to do if they call for guards to come after me?" she asked worriedly.
"Just taze them or something. You can handle it." I said as I pushed her towards it.
I waited towards the stairs, and soon the hallways were lit with a red light, and people flooded out of the halls and down the stairs. Kim ran once some muscular guys came towards her. I took that as my signal to go to Electro.
I wandered around for a while, the Asylum was surprisingly giant and complex. I finally made it to a room glowing with a cyan light. In the middle of the room was Electro. He was being held be, well, the first thing thought of was a black straight jacket, but it was more like bars.
"Psst. Psst! Hey!" I whispered to get his attention. Though, now that I think about it, whispering wasn't the best idea, but you never know who's lurking around.
Electro looked down at me. He seemed confused.
"I'm gonna get you out of here, but I want to make a deal with you."
"Who are you?" Electro asked. He was completely frozen besides his eyes and mouth, I felt bad for him. Even if he disagreed, it would've been the nice thing to do to let him go free.
"I'm Harry Osborn, and, uh, let me rephrase that last sentence, I need your help." I said urgently.
"My help?"
"Yes. I need you to help me break into OsCorp."
"Don't you own it?"
"Listen, Max, I can stand here all day. My companion is holding off the guards." I smirked. The gears in my head turned as I tried to think of a hook. "You made those grid designs right?"
"Yeah...?"
"And you want to take those back, am I right?"
Electro nodded as much as someone being held back by the chin and forehead can.
"You have to think bigger. If I release you, you can infiltrate the whole New York City grid system. All that power... At your fingertips."
"Yeah..." the electric in his voice made it sound rather phlegmy.
"Then... We can kill Spider-Man..." I'll admit, I got a little too carried away there. Talking to a psychopath does that to you.
Then, seemingly out of nowhere, a blunt object hit me at the back of my head. I turned briskly to see who had thrown the thing, which was a taser. The person who threw the taser was Kim, and she was running towards me, stumbling all the way.
She looked like she was going to kill some goblins. Ha, Kim killing something? That'll be the day.
"You never said anything about killing him!" she screamed. I cringed at how her voice cracked.
"Kim!? You were supposed to go the other way!" I hissed.
"Yeah, about that... You see, I went in a circle." she outlined a circle in the air with her fingers.
"Oh my god..." I muttered almost simultaneously.
"Oh hey Electro!" Kim said oddly cheerily. Electro twitched. Yeah, I don't like the name either.
"You're avoiding the question." Kim changed her tone from cheery to stern in just seconds.
"What question?" I looked around the room frantically, guards were surrounding us, only problem is, they had tasers. I dropped mine a little while back, and Kim threw her's at me. We're screwed.
"When did you get the idea to kill Spider-Man?" she looked like she was going to die just from the statement of killing Spider-Man.
"I don't know, now help me think of a way to get out of here..." I said shakily, and truth be told, I was shaking.
The guards edged closer to us. My breathing grew more panicked the closer they came, and Kim slapped me.
"Get a hold of yourself man! You're going to need to calm down." Kim said surprisingly calmly.
"I am calm." I managed to breathe.
The guards finally came close enough to grab us by the arms and drag us out. "Not calm! Definitely not calm!" I shouted.
"Electro help us! We need you!" Kim's voice resounded across the room. Is there a secret to making your voice echo? If there is, I want to learn it.
Electro complied and somehow broke out of the- ehm. Straps. I'll call them straps. I've been spending too much time with Kim... -straps and electrocuted the guards.
He regained his physical form and walked up to Kim and I.
"So?" I asked while crossing my arms.
"Let's go catch a spider." Electro replied.
"No. No, no, and no There will be NO spider catching. We'll get the spider venom and set you free to wreak havoc on the city. Deal?" Kim held her hand out for a handshake. I pushed her arm down. You only want to be shocked once.
"Deal."
[A/N]: I had to rewatch that Electro scene over and over to get the dialogue. It was funny though. One scene Harry's in comepletely normal clothes, seond he's wearng scrubs, then he's back to his old clothes. How does that work again? idk.
