SHIELD Science Division: Lab of Miles Warren

Dr. Miles Warren was working like a dog. He had obtained blood from the Green Goblin fight and he just figured out it was Spider-mans. The blood was too young for Norman but in the helix was something ancient, something Miles had never seen before. It may be mystical or just some kind of science he had never seen. Miles sighed and went back to work. An idea strikes his mind and Miles thinks he may have found a way to replicate the blood.

Miles walked over to his desk and looked at a picture of his son. If he had this blood months ago, his son would still be alive today. Miles thinks to himself that he will bring his son back and make SHIELD, HAMMER, and everyone in his way pay.

The Forest Hills Home of Peter Parker and Johnny Storm 7:00 AM

Peter Parker woke up to the fire alarm blaring and screeching. It wasn't the first time this had happened. Peter jumped up and went and ripped the alarm off the wall and bashed it against the floor. He barged in Johnny's room and saw his bed burnt. It had happened again. Ever since Johnny found Sue in the Smythe's basement, he had been having nightmares and flaming on randomly.

"Peter… Man I am sorry. I was having this weird ass dream about Sue and I just don't know what happens." Johnny has been sweating and it shows.

Peter rubbed his eyes, Johnny was freaking out a lot more recently and Peter had no idea what to do for him. Peter went over and put his hand on his shoulder.

"Johnny. Have you talked to Clint about moving Sue to a SHIELD hospital? They may know a better way to help her than some old dude in Soho. Besides from what you told me about him he seems so creepy."

Johnny stood up and looked at Peter in anger, "How is he creepy? He saved Sue's life! If it weren't for him she would be dead"

"He literally has your sister in his basement after he found her in the Hudson beaten up and shot. He is the definition of a creepy old mad scientist." Peter said with his hand now down to his side. "We need to get her to a SHIELD hospital."

"Fine. I will go talk to Clint today." Johnny said grabbing his clothes off the floor ashy floor.

Peter left the room and went back into his bedroom. He grabbed a grey suit from his closet and his Spider-man suit and threw them on his bed. He grabbed the beaten up spider suit and put it on. There were holes in odd places and blood from the Green Goblin fight still on the blue leggings. He grabbed his web shooters from his nightstand and threw them in his messenger bag along with his mask.

Peter grabbed his phone and checked his messages. One from Clint, it was just a picture of him in Fury's chair. Clint had been on a selfie rampage since his promotion to director. Peter texted Mary Jane a good morning text, she never texted him last night. She said she would but she didn't. Peter looked at the time and she would be on set and he didn't want to mess with her this early. Peter decided to wait until noon to bother her. He put the suit on and noticed the spider crawling on his bed. The past few nights it had been cuddling with him like a dog or cat would.

Peter looked at his watched and realized he was way ahead of schedule. With Johnny's recent bad sleeping habits and his patrols becoming more frequent in the late night he only needs about four hours every day now. Peter sat down at his desk and logged onto his laptop. He felt his uncle's journal in his breast pocket and thought of the name of the woman in the book.

Peter muttered her name as he typed into his search engine, "Felicia Hardy".

Peter was pleasantly surprised by what he saw. She was hot, like really hot. She had long oddly white blond hair and her chest was very large, almost unnatural. Just looking at her he felt like he was cheating on Mary Jane. She was apparently the daughter of Jack Hardy, a man of old money who was jailed for thievery. There was a news report about her and her father. Peter looked at the writers name 'Ben Parker"

"Alright Uncle Ben, what did you do?" Peter said as he was about to read the article aloud, "Felicia Hardy, daughter of recently deceased Jack Hardy has been missing since her father's trial. Anyone who has any information please contact Police Captain George Stacy."

Peter googled Jack Hardy. The first result was an article yet again by his uncle. Peter read aloud "Jack Hardy commits suicide in jail cell hours before testimony."

Peter rubbed his forehead intensely. He didn't think his uncle would be this irresponsible to let people die to save his own skin. The spike felt his anger and it fed even more. He thought of how this woman was probably going insane without her dad and Peter needed to fix this somehow. He had time before work, might as well pay Captain Stacy a visit.

The Offices of The Daily Bugle

Eddie Brock was washing his face with cold water in the men's room of the Daily Bugle. He looked in the mirror and saw black ooze come out of his eye sockets. He splashed the cold water on his face and looked in the mirror once again. His teeth were like a sharks and his tongue was hanging out like a dogs but twisting around with slime hanging off the top of the tip.

Eddie looked away and sat in a corner wiping the sweat and cold tap water off his face. Images of Gwen dead holding their child crying flashed through his mind. In his vision Peter for some reason was punching him on a stack of dead bodies and it made this evil version of Eddie laugh. This vison Eddie used his teeth and took a bite out of Peter's skull and blood gushed everywhere.

Eddie blinked in his corner and everything went back to normal. He got up and went to the mirror and saw that he was his normal self again. He coughed up black spec and he flushed it down drain. Eddie thought he needed to go back to the gym to work off all the stress these weird dreams have been giving him.

Eddie left the Daily Bugle and went to his gym in Chelsea and sat on the bleachers watching some guys play basketball. He saw the weird man in the suit watching him. He waved and Eddie unknowingly went over to him. The man's skin turned white and he touched Eddie's forehead. Eddie won't remember this or the man he will kill in a few hours, but he will have flashes of what that version of him wants.

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Coming Soon: Peter and Captain Stacy talk, The Fist is robbed, and Spidey teams up with someone,