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Chapter 52: Misdirected Counter
(Oscorp Tower, the former office of Norman Osborn, the next day)
Goblin-Spidey slept in a hammock made of his green webbing, a wide smile spread across his hideous face. His snoring echoed through the room and out into the hallway. There was a knock at his door. He grumbled in annoyance, not opening his eyes. He moved his right hand towards the door's direction and a strand of webbing shot out. The material latched onto the door and Goblin-Spidey gently pulled. The door flew out of it hinges and flew straight towards him, but the twisted soul caught it with his right hand without looking.
"*Sighs* Yes?" Goblin-Spidey groaned in disappointment.
"Boss." A familiar voice grunted.
Goblin-Spidey grumbled under his breath and opened his eyes, turning to see Hobgoblin standing before him.
"The boys are ancy…more than usual. They're not happy you let my old man and the idiots get away." Hobgoblin stated.
"Does it look like I care?" Goblin-Spidey grunted, sarcasm thick in his voice.
(Dumbasses.)
"They're not happy. They want to go after those S.H.I.E.L.D. shits, and they wanna go after them hard." Hobgoblin added.
"So do I, but with that protective barrier, we can't get to them. They made it impervious as far as we know." Goblin-Spidey grunted.
(Besides, I'm getting bored with them. I need some new playmates.)
"What if I told you, that situation could change?" Hobgoblin chuckled, his yellow teeth grinning in a jagged smile.
(Oh really?)
"Keep talking. Heh heh heh." Goblin-Spidey chuckled, his voice perking up.
(Triskelion, the next day)
Director Fury supervised from afar as Doctor Conners and Iron Spider handed out their new weaponry to lines of S.H.I.E.L.D. agents and soldiers. The Academy had already armed themselves, including Iron Spider. Director Fury had been strategizing with White Tiger and Agent Coulson. They had called the outposts throughout the city, which were waiting for orders to be carried out. He stood in a room, White Tiger standing behind him as well as Agent Coulson, looking through a window at the agents.
"About half of the organization has their weapons, we first sent them to the outposts as ordered. Now those here at the Triskelion are obtaining their weapons: assault rifles, pistols, and knives laced with the serum." Agent Coulson stated.
"Good, we'll need everyone armed. With Mr. Parker's insanity wreaking even greater havoc on the city than Mr. Osborn ever did. We need to form and execute our attack soon." Director Fury said.
In the time Goblin-Spidey had taken command of the Goblin army, his reign over Manhattan had been more unpredictable and ruthless than the Green Goblin. He destroyed buildings for sheer amusement, had Goblins fight one another as fake tests of strength in hierarchy, etc. The outposts were on edge more so than ever, the people stationed feared for their lives if they even stepped out of the fortifications.
"The Academy is awaiting your command, sir. As soon as all of S.H.I.E.L.D. is prepared, we're ready to attack." White Tiger added.
"Good, then let us begin with-" Director Fury started to say.
Suddenly the building shook violently. Chairs, tables, papers, etc. flew around in the air or scrapped across the ground. The people stumbled around or fell to the ground. White Tiger kept her balance, yet her eyes wide with shock as Director Fury and Agent Coulson hit the ground.
"What the hell was that?!" Agent Coulson cried out in surprise.
"AGENTS! REPORT!" Director Fury bellowed after touching a button or two on his wrist communicator.
"Sir! We're under attack! The Goblins are attacking the base!" An agent cried out in response.
"With the barrier, they cannot enter here. Nevertheless, all agents with the new weapons to the defensive areas of the building. Every agent without them create second lines of defense with those who are properly armed. A squad of men needs to stay with the new weapons." Director Fury ordered.
White Tiger pushed a few buttons on her wrist communicator and was about to say something.
"Ms. Ayala, I want you to take the Academy and run interference outside. Distract the Goblins for as long as you can. Don't use the serum on them until the armed S.H.I.E.L.D. defenses are prepared." Director Fury ordered.
"Y-Yes sir!" White Tiger replied, a bit surprised by him and with herself.
She had something else in mind, but she carried out her orders. The feline heroine rushed to meet the Academy where she had directed them to converge at.
"Cloak, you will transport us above our attackers. Iron Spider and Nova will corral them, box them into an area where the agents can blast them all. The rest of us will keep them focused on us until Director Fury calls out for the attack." White Tiger said.
They nodded in understanding. Cloak wrapped them quickly into his shadowy robes.
(Outside the Triskelion, a moment later)
The students shouted as they fell from the robes of Cloak. They quickly formed themselves into fighting positions, but found an empty space.
"Where are they?!" Nova growled, eyes scanning around.
"I thought we were under attack?!" Agent Venom grunted in frustration and confusion.
"We were it's just…oh no." White Tiger grunted in reply then gasped as her gaze went back to the Trikselion.
Everyone started in surprise and horror at what White Tiger gazed at: a huge hole within the Triskelion building, rubble laid around it. The Academy raced back into the building. Several agents laid around bloodied and unconscious. However, there were a few people here or there that were unconscious yet in torn civilian clothing.
"Well, we know your cure works, brain boy." Agent Venom said half-heartedly.
"Gee…thanks." Iron Spider grunted in reply.
"Iron Fist! You take-" White Tiger started to say.
"No!" A familiar voice grunted.
They all turned to see Director Fury jogging towards them, a serum powered assault rifle in his hands. Agent Coulson followed behind him, a similar weapon in his own hands.
"Sir! What's going on?!" White Tiger cried out in shock.
"I'll explain what I know on the way! We have to follow the path they made!" Director Fury ordered then started to run towards an area where the building looked like an elephant had charged through.
Phil Coulson and the Academy quickly raced to join him.
"They had some weapon a few carried, about a dozen or so entered the building as soon as you teleported outside. One or two of them were brought down by the weapons Cho and Conners created. But most of them carved a path through the building and my agents." Director Fury stated, his voice filled with aggression.
"They seemed to be in a hurry, they weren't interested in dealing with the agents trying to cure them. That's why we haven't found any of ours dead." Agent Coulson said.
"Let's hope it stays that way." Iron Fist said.
After several minutes of following the path the Goblins made through the building, they realized where it was going to.
"No…no not again. Not again!...GOD DAMN IT!" Director Fury grunted then bellowed as they approached the destination and then got to it.
The group gasped and growled in surprise at what the Goblins had gone to: the cell holding the Green Goblin torn open, with its prisoner gone. The men guarding him were unconscious, beaten, and bloody.
"Ah hell." Power Man grumbled in shock and annoyance.
"Wh…What would they want with him? They humiliated him, dethroned him basically." Cloak grunted in confusion.
"I don't know, brother. But it ain't good. Not at all." Power Man replied, his voice a mix of emotions.
Director Fury's one good eye glared at the torn up cell with anger.
"We must prepare for our final attack, we cannot wait. It's do…or die." Director Fury snarled, his voice booming with dread and irritation.
To be continued…
(Again, sorry about the late update.)
