Episode Twenty Five: Damaged Child

Two Years Earlier

Oscorp Facility

Carrie sat in center of a large white room, tears streaming down her face. "...Miss White...how are you feeling?" The Professor asked with a kind smile. "...I...Want to see Peter...Please..." She pleaded almost bringing Ulrich to tears of his own. "It's okay child...don't cry it's okay..." Professor Ulrich assured her, wrapping her into a warm embrace. "Shh it's okay..Peter will here soon...don't cry it's okay." Ulrich was taken completely off guard these past few months, he couldn't believe these, clones, had such an effect on him. He somehow thought it be easy to do this one job, this one last job for the higher ups. Two clones of two kids he had nothing to do with, it wasn't his problem to take care of them. But he figured their better off in his hands, rather than, the big bosses.

"How's the clone doing?" One of the more, inexperienced scientists asked, poking his head into the room. Ulrich noticed Carries reaction to that statement, it infuriating him, but at the same time made him smile at how gutsy this kid was to just walk in and say that to their faces. "Please Mr Science Guy, she is a human being, goddamn you..." Ulrich replied humorously.

At that moment Carrie used all her strength to break out of this man's protective cradle. "...your one to talk...after what you did to, him and me..." Carrie spoke up trying her best to sound intimidating. "Ah, listen...Carrie" "Don't Call Me That...apparently that's someone else's name..." She quickly interrupted leaving the Professor dumbfounded. "...Fuck I'm suppose to call you then?" Ulrich replied sounding honestly confused. "No you know what, I don't care what you call me...because I'm leaving, and I'm taking Pe...my boyfriend with me..." Carrie proclaimed trying to hold back warm tears. "...I'm sorry...you can't leave...truth is it wasn't suppose to happen like this, you weren't ever suppose to know about your other half, ever...sorry you went through that." Ulrich admitted with saddened eyes.

And without saying another word, Carrie kicked the distracted Professor in groin, running as fast as she could.

Out through the hallways. "AH...Fucking pouring my heart out to you and you do that shit...Ah" Ulrich cried moaning in pain. Carrie ran across what seemed like a maze as the smell of fresh air seemed to grow stronger and stronger with every push. She ran down a small corner and slammed face first into Peter Parker, of all people. "Baby!" Carrie exclaimed happily as the two kids locked lips for a short time.

"We need to move..." Peter suggested graving Carrie by the hand as the two continued to sprint for their lives.

Meanwhile

Fury Base

Young Ben laid at his desk in a cold sweat, his eyes slammed shut dreaming, about what he could only guess were the worst nightmares he had ever had, and that says a lot. He heard the sounds of screaming and crying. Voices he had never heard before, begging him to stop. A city in flames, death, fear and chaos all around him. And in the back of his mind he saw himself, but changed. His clothes were, burned up, only the brown hoodie he wore was untouched. His eyes were, blood red and very large. And his face, it looked like his; but it was almost as if there was another just above it, like there was another face desperate to be seen. It had eight eyes, fangs, rage, it was hard to tell with him wearing the hood. But it was like something out of a horror movie.

He saw himself standing on, the moon, as he watched the world burn. With a look of pain, and satisfaction on his faces. Some type of, black substance floated dead, into space just above him. This nightmare, it was more than a nightmare, he could feel it. And just as the dream ended, and Ben was violently returned back to the land of the living, one final voice whispered inside his head.

"You were suppose to be better than us, Benny..."

"BEN!" Missy screamed impatiently, finally getting a response. "Class was over like ten minutes ago...meaning I've been trying to wake you up for ten minutes now..." She said wiping at his face with her sleeve. Ben staggered to his feet and speed out to the hallway, leaving his friend confused and angry. But then again she was use to it by now, Benny was a weird guy, he always had been. He leaned up against a wall and froze in his place, trying his best not to throw up.

"So your suppose to be like..."

"...a god huh kid...well you know my dad, he use to kill gods..."

Ben over heard the local bad boy, David, once again teasing that new kid. This was the second time this weak, and by that point, Ben already hated this apparent fraud, this fake that was David.

He wasn't a bully, and he never really did anything to Ben himself or anyone else for that matter but; it was just the way he carried himself. His smug attitude; Ben didn't know him that well, but he knew he had changed into someone he's not. Someone that Ben knew he can never respect.

"Do you hate me?" Missy asked from out of the blue. Ben was far to lost in his train of thought for him to even pick up on Missy's questions. "HEY!" Missy said smacking Ben shoulder. Finally the two kids managed to make eye contact, and Ben could instantly see the frustration in Missy's face. "...I'm trying my best to look out for you..." Missy admitted almost like she was about to cry her little heart out.

"Hey Ben, come check this guy out man..." David blurted out as he yanked a piece of Benny's lose clothing. Upon physical contact however, David was more than a little surprised to see his arm burst into flames. Missy acted fast to help the poor kid as best she could while Ben sat back in amazement. The things he could do, they were far beyond anything any of the other rejects in here could do. Of course he didn't mean to did it, but at the end of the day, could he really be capable of doing this. So many times, Ben has thought that the world would be better if, someone like him, were in control of everything. People like David and these so called human beings running this prison, the petting zoo. If the world can't take care of itself, maybe Ben Parker could do it for them.

Though Ben would quickly shake these feelings off almost as fast as they appeared. Every time his mind went there, more and more it was harder to shake off. When you have so much power, the power of a god. It becomes hard to still identify yourself with normal people, and you become an outsider looking into a world of ants, a world you feel above. Which is why Ben had to test himself, to see he wasn't crazy, to see this power was really his. In his worst moments, when he was at his angriest, he'd think of a time when he was a little smaller. When he had a gun pointed to his own head and pulled the trigger hoping to stop the bullet before it meet his skull. He needed to be sure he was really this god he believed himself to be, he needed to know he wasn't crazy.

Missy looked over at Ben, just praying it wasn't him that started the fire. He was just standing there with his arms shaking, and his eyes clenched shut. "Benny...calm down..." Missy suggested with her arms in the air. Ben quickly reached out and hugged his friend, after all he put her through, she at least needed that. "Thank you for being such a good friend..." Ben whispered into her ear. He kissed her on the cheek, and then as usual disappeared down the hallways. "Yo did I, did I do something to piss him off?" David asked checking himself for any stray flames. "Ah that's Benny he's like that you know...he's all bottled up and stuff...it's, super hard to read what that guy's thinking half the time...god I wish I could read minds..." Missy replied trying to joke her way out of a stressful situation.

"But you know...this is Ben Parker we're talking about..."

Later That Day

"So Ben...staff tells you set an alien kid on fire...what was that all about?" The Professor asked laughing. "It was nothing...just a mistake..." Ben assured him angrily, but in all seriousness Ben was to focused on this guy then any else right now. This Professor was new, and around here that was a rear thing. This guy from the start has been rather interested in Ben more than anyone. "You know Mr Parker...I've been watching you for awhile...and I can see you have tons of...Rage, inside you...Please talk about good sir..." Ulrich suggested with a smile. "Have you ever made mistakes?" Ben asked, "...Sure, we all have are shit that we've done...people that hate us for it and, people that you hate for it...but so what, fuck them..." Ulrich said in a dismissive tone, brushing a piece of dirt off his pants.

"You know what you're problem is son...you stay in the past and don't move on...that's very dangerous for someone like you to do...constantly thinking about your past mistakes can, make you hateful, angry and, sometimes violent...trust me I know..." Ulrich replied noticing every last expression on young Ben's face. "It's not the past I'm worried about..." Ben said rising to his feet. "Oh, oh so it's...the opposite, you're afraid that you're gonna do some dumb shit down the line huh." Ulrich said excitedly blocking the door from Ben's path. "...I don't want to talk about it..." Ben mumbled looking down at his feet. "Ben...these are the years when a man changes into the man he's gonna become the rest of his life...just be careful who you change into...being so afraid of your past or your future that you can't live your life is not a good start to that train."

"...What life?"

Ulrich took note of that last sentence, it true. Ben didn't really have one down here did he. And at this point, Ben was not to far away from a breaking point. Maybe sometime outside these walls will do him good. Maybe Ulrich will consider, slipping some classified information to the real Carrie White. Maybe something will go wrong with her little dog leash contraption. Maybe some people will die, but at this point, Ulrich will do anything it takes to insure Ben Parker doesn't become this person. The Rage was bad enough but her son, he would be much, much worse, and honestly the world is not ready for another Thanos just yet.

"Now Ben before you go...how bout that blood sample..."

Meanwhile

Peter and Carrie had managed to escape out into streets in take refuge inside a junk yark just outside of town. Peter held his cousin close as she broke down his arms. Their whole life was just ripped away from them, so its not like Peter didn't understand. He was a real life superhero for godsake, he was fighting along side legends and secret agents. But now he wakes up and, that's stuff was all fake. His whole life he's been just, acting out someone else's past. As he gently cleaned away Carries tears, Peter felt an anger burn inside him that he had never felt before, the kind of anger that would destroy someone if they let it.

He wanted them dead, these other versions of them, apart of him wanted them dead, buried, and forgotten.

And

With a balled up fist planted to the ground. He made himself a vow, something he already had some experience with.

"...I...Will Find You...Peter Parker...I Promise..."

To Be Continued