Chapter 4

Marian had given Ben, the OsCorp engineer, a week to complete her glider. No more, no less, she needed that glider if she ever wanted to present a real challenge to Spider-man; but now the week was up and the Goblin-ette grew impatient.

Go get the glider! It's been a week! That idiotic engineer should have it ready by now! The Goblin-ette hissed in Marian's head.

Marian gave a mental groan, rubbing her temples, she had just gotten off work and was making her way out of OsCorp. "But what if he hasn't had enough time, those were pretty complex plans and..."

Shut up and go get the damned glider! I'm not going to wait around all year for this Ben to build it, while Spider-man swings all over the city, carefree and, more importantly, alive!!

Knowing she couldn't convince her alter-ego otherwise, Marian set out towards the warehouse that she'd had Ben working in for the past week.

When we get inside let me do the talking...I don't want you going all noble on me and let the man go!

"Like I have a choice in the matter..." Marian snorted.

At the warehouse...

Marian, still in full OsCorp garb, crept around to the back of the warehouse, where she entered through a back door. It creaked loudly as it opened, echoing through the practically empty warehouse.

"W-whose there?!" a scared, soft voice called out. It belonged to Ben, the engineer the Goblin-ette had kidnapped.

Marian quickly changed into her Goblin armor, which she stored in the backroom up until now, and walked calmly out into plain view, as if a super villain approaching someone were a normal, everyday thing.

"Hmm..." she laughed lightly, "why it's me Ben my dear..." the Goblin-ette cooed, in a falsetto sweet tone, as she ran a finger lightly across the man's chin. "Is it ready?"

"Is w-what ready?" Ben responded, too nervous to think.

"You know what!" The Goblin-ette snapped, dropping her 'playful' tone. "The glider! It had better be or you'll..."

Ben cut her off with a shaky nod. "Oh the glider! Y-yes I've gotten it all ready for you, it would've been nice to have a bit longer to work, but I did what I could in the amount of time you gave me."

The Goblin-ette shot him a skeptical look, before nodding, folding her arms across her armored chest. "Well then...let's have a look see!"

Ben nodded and walked over to a large lump in the middle of the room, covered by a dusty sheet. The man quickly jerked the sheet off and stepped aside, as the villainess strolled gleefully up to take a closer look.

"Oh it's brilliant!" she cackled cheerily, well as cheerily as the Goblin-ette got, "Won't Spider-man be surprised to see me with this..." she hissed, running a green finger down the side of her glider.

"Spider-man?" Ben asked, raising a brow. "What about him?"

"Why...didn't you know, you half-wit, I'm going to kill him." the Goblin-ette responded casually.

"What?! K-kill Spider-man?! But...he's the city's hero! You can't do...."

Marian whirled around, gritting her teeth angrily together under her mask before she gave a low, swift kick aimed at Ben, knocking his feet out from under him. "I'll do whatever I damn well please, lesson one. Lesson two, you talk too much and I suggest you stop flapping your gums if you value your worthless life!" she hissed.

Ben simply nodded by glaring at her slightly, but nodding.

"Now...I'm going to go and try my new toy out. Don't move from that spot!" Marian commanded, pointing a glove finger at Ben, as she smirked sinisterly from beneath her mask.

She quickly hopped on the glider and started it up, it released a low hum, the same familiar hum the Green Goblin's used to make, which caused the villainess to smile.

Ben quickly ran and flung open the huge warehouse door, giving Marian enough room to fly out, which she quickly did. The feeling of the wind rushing by her armor and the familiar feel of a glider beneath her feet was definitely a welcome one, although as she wasn't used to controlling a contraption like the glider, she had a bit of difficulty getting started.

"Oh this is wonderful!" The Goblin-ette cried, giving a gleeful cackle, before she peered back to the warehouse. "Ah yes...before I get too carried away. I have one more problem to remove from my path." she hissed, pulling out a pumpkin bomb.

"Sorry Ben love, but I can't have you going to the police with this one..." she whispered, before flinging the bomb back at the warehouse, which soon exploded in flames.

"Ahahahaha!!" Marian laughed, zipping off towards her next destination.

Later, Osborn Manor...

*Knock knock knock*

Harry Osborn jolted up from his position on the couch, he'd fallen asleep over some Chemistry homework and the sudden knocking from downstairs had woken him up.

"Mmm..." Harry muttered sleepily, rubbing his eyes. "Who could that be..." he yawed, pushing his books and papers off his lap, before making his way down the stairs. Charles, the butler, was also on his way to answer the door, before Harry told him to go back to his quarters, that he would handle it.

Charles nodded and left.

Harry ran a hand through his hair as he opened the door, to reveal a young blonde woman, about 28 in age and dressed in a strappy black dress, smirking up at him.

"Hello there Harry..." she said in a sultry voice.

Harry in response, gave her a blank stare before shaking his head. "Um...I'm sorry do I know you?"

"Well sort of...we met briefly the other day."

"Oh..." Harry still wasn't sure who this lady was he was talking too, after all being the only heir to the Osborn fortune he met many new people briefly each day. "Well...refresh my memory...who are you again?"

Marian laughed softly, shaking her head. "My my Mr. Osborn, how quickly we forget. You might recall me as being your father's "business" partner of sorts?" she asked, raising a thin eyebrow as she surveyed the young Osborn.

Harry let out a slight gasp as realization struck him, now smirking himself. "Ah...well so glad to see you again...do come in..."

"Marian. Marian Welborn." she replied quickly, swaying past Harry into the foyer.

Harry shut the door as soon as Marian was inside, locking it back before he turned to face her. "I suppose you've reach a decision then?" Harry asked, folding his arms.

Marian nodded, flipping a wave of blonde hair over her shoulder, before folding her arms. "Indeed I have and if we're going to be working together I suggest we start putting together our plan of attack."

"Wonderful..." Harry said with a sinister smirk, gesturing for Marian to go into Norman's old study. "We can talk without anyone over hearing in there."

Marian nodded and walked in, taking a seat in front of Norman's large desk, Harry took a seat behind it.

Grinning insanely, Marian leaned forward, placing her elbows on the desk and her chin in the upturned palms of her hands.

"So let's hear this plan then...have anything worked out as of yet?" Harry asked seriously, leaning casually back in his leather chair.

"Of course I have a plan Harry, I don't go waltzing into a battle scene unprepared and if we want to kill the little wallcrawler we're going to have to have a damned good one! I've got a few details worked out already, but I'll need your help of course, this is a 50/50 relationship."

Harry nodded, "Agreed. Let's hear what you've got so far..."

Marian nodded, standing up as if she were about to give some sort of business presentation to a bunch of company stock holders, before she started her spill...

Author's Note: Well I can't let you all hear the plan, then it wouldn't be a surprise! Um...yea I know this chapter pretty much sucks, but I had to write it in a hurry, don't worry I'll make it better next chapter ^_~