Chapter 2: Identities Revealed

"MJ!" Peter said running towards the door of the restaurant as she was leaving.

"You're late again." She said obviously angry

"Sorry...got caught up in..." He couldn't tell her.

"Trying to save the world, Peter?"

'What did she mean by that? Was it sarcasm, what did she know?'

"Something like that." Peter responded.

"Well, save my starving body, before the world ok?" She said offering him her arm.

"Ok." He said with a laugh as he looped his arm through hers and entered the restaurant. The two were seated and had ordered their food, which now sat in front of them.

"So how's work?" Peter asked

"Fine...I got a role in a TV movie."

"Great! You're on your way, MJ. You'll be the big star soon."

"Yeah...maybe..." She said smiling at Peter "How's work for you."

"Ok...Spider-Man seems to be dying down, though."

"A big hero like him?" MJ asked confused

"Well there hasn't been anything big like the Goblin, in months."

MJ, just nodded and continued to eat.

"Alright everybody freeze!" Peter looked toward the front where a man stood with a shotgun.

'Two in a day, I'll need a side kick soon.' Peter thought

"Everyone on the ground!" The masked robber screamed as he fired his gun into the ceiling.

Everyone did as commanded except for Peter who went up. The robber, turned the other way, didn't see him, and didn't until Spider-Man dropped down in front of him.

"Hey buddy, how's it going?"

BLAM! The shotgun blasted but there was nothing to hit as Spider-Man had leaped over the man.

"Listen, I know they can be slow, but put the gun down and I'm sure you'll get your desert."

"Shut it freak!" The robber turned to Spider-Man, who pulled the shotgun away with webbing.

"You do that." He said shooting web over the robber's mouth, before tying him up with webbing.

"Thank you, thank you!" Spider-Man said bowing to the applause from the apprehension.

Spider-Man disappeared outside and Peter rushed in the side door, diving to the ground under his and MJ's table.

"Wow, MJ that was amazing! Did you see how he did that?" Peter said taking his seat

"Yeah, so how's the ceiling Spidey?"

"What?" Peter blurted aloud.

"I saw you go up Peter...I suspected it...and I was watching you, since you always come to the rescue...you went up."

"I...uh..."

"So you really are trying to save the world eh, tiger?"

Peter just nodded, and then as he worries grew asked "You wouldn't tell anyone right?"

"You know me better than that Petey."

"Dad what were you into..." Harry Osborn asked himself as he went through his father's computer files. Stolen video clips of the murder in his father's lab, the murder his father committed, were in the system. Also he found schematics for weapons, Pumpkin Bombs, Razor Bats, and the bio- enhancement chemical that had almost gotten OsCorp shut down. What was most suspicious was the name of the folder all files were found under: Goblin Tech. He was reading bout the bio-enhancement solution and found that there were vials containing the chemical in the house...in this room. He opened the bottom drawer of his father's desk and removed the bottom. Sure enough, a glowing green vial was lying in the bottom of the drawer.

"Dad...the Goblin? Can't-can't be..."

Harry read on about the side effects of the substance...all the things he needed to bring down Spider-Man...what his father was trying to do...rid the world of that filth. Harry read about a second glider, almost complete, stored in the basement of the mansion. "Alright, the Goblin's back...I'll finish it Dad." Harry said downing the vial. He crumpled to the ground, the liquid coursing through his veins. He screamed, his head burned, and his eyes rolled into the back of his head. Suddenly his mind was stunningly clear and he felt better than ever.

"Did it work already?" He asked then looking at the clock he noticed his agony had gone on for an hour. He went to the door and pulled it open slamming it shut as he walked out. HARRY, a voice called out, HARRY YOU ARE TO FINISH HIS BUSINESS NOW.

"Hello? Who, where are you?"

HERE HARRY

Harry turned to the door leading to the basement. A rusted yellow-green helmet, the Goblin helmet, sat in front of the open door.

TAKE ME AND WE WILL KILL SPIDER-MAN, FOR YOUR FATHER.

"I don't think I'll be able to take him...my father couldn't..."

AH BUT YOUR FATHER ALMOST DID, YOU SIMPLY NEED TO DESTROY HIM AS HIMSELF

"Yeah and how am I supposed to find that out?"

I KNOW

"You do?! Who!?"

PARKER

"Peter?! No, he wouldn't kill my father!"

HE WANTED CONTROL OF OSCORP

"No! Peter wouldn't!"

HE PLANNED TO KILL YOU, TO WIN MJ AND OSCORP

"He had a chance with MJ, he didn't take it!"

NO, HE WANTED YOU ELIMINATED FIRST, SO HE COULD TAKE OSCORP AND DANGLE HIS GLORY IN FRONT OF HER.

"How would he get control of OsCorp?"

YOU WOULD GIVE IT TO HIM...YOU KNOW THIS.

"Yes..."

HE HAS STOLEN YOUR LOVE

"Yes..."

KILLED YOUR FATHER

"Yes..."

RUINED YOUR LIFE

"Yes..."

TAKE REVENGE

"Yes..."

KILL HIM

"He WILL pay..."