CHAPTER THREE: THE BATTLE OVER TIMES SQUARE
Spider-Man leaped down into the street in front of The Hobgoblin. He stared at the creature in front of him, and gasped as it shot a huge, orange hand out, as if to punch him.
Spider-Man dodged the punch, and rammed his own fist into the Goblin's stomach. Harry lurched with pain, and began punching air violently. Spider- Man dodged again, and looked towards his old friend as he leapt back onto the lamppost.
The Hobgoblin growled, and began creating a fireball in his hand. He threw the ball at Spider-Man, but the hero dodged with lightning speed.
As Spider-Man swung on his webbing, he kept on looking behind him to see if the Hobgoblin was still there.
It was.
As the Goblin gained speed and was just about to catch Spider-Man, they came at last to Times Square. The huge, bustling square was filled with people, who instantly ran for cover, when the Goblin showed up.
Spider-Man and The Hobgoblin fought furiously, and every so often The Goblin would hit Spider-Man.
One such punch was fatal, and The Goblin raised his arm to create the finishing blow. The Baxter Building glistened just above them, and then.
WHOOSH!
The Hobgoblin felt himself being lifted off the ground. He felt a burning sensation in his arms, and then he realised. He had walked right into the grasp of The Fantastic Four!
The Human Torch was carrying him. Higher. Higher, and then The Goblin started to run out of air, and fainted.
Landing with a thud, The Torch, and The Fantastic Four approached Spider- Man.
"Uh," Spider-Man struggled. "Hi?"
"You don't have to talk to them, Parker!" A voice rang out.
Captain America, and Iron Man walked towards the five heroes.
"Hello, Peter." Iron Man said in his robotic-voice.
"Uh," Peter struggled. "Hi?"
Spider-Man leaped down into the street in front of The Hobgoblin. He stared at the creature in front of him, and gasped as it shot a huge, orange hand out, as if to punch him.
Spider-Man dodged the punch, and rammed his own fist into the Goblin's stomach. Harry lurched with pain, and began punching air violently. Spider- Man dodged again, and looked towards his old friend as he leapt back onto the lamppost.
The Hobgoblin growled, and began creating a fireball in his hand. He threw the ball at Spider-Man, but the hero dodged with lightning speed.
As Spider-Man swung on his webbing, he kept on looking behind him to see if the Hobgoblin was still there.
It was.
As the Goblin gained speed and was just about to catch Spider-Man, they came at last to Times Square. The huge, bustling square was filled with people, who instantly ran for cover, when the Goblin showed up.
Spider-Man and The Hobgoblin fought furiously, and every so often The Goblin would hit Spider-Man.
One such punch was fatal, and The Goblin raised his arm to create the finishing blow. The Baxter Building glistened just above them, and then.
WHOOSH!
The Hobgoblin felt himself being lifted off the ground. He felt a burning sensation in his arms, and then he realised. He had walked right into the grasp of The Fantastic Four!
The Human Torch was carrying him. Higher. Higher, and then The Goblin started to run out of air, and fainted.
Landing with a thud, The Torch, and The Fantastic Four approached Spider- Man.
"Uh," Spider-Man struggled. "Hi?"
"You don't have to talk to them, Parker!" A voice rang out.
Captain America, and Iron Man walked towards the five heroes.
"Hello, Peter." Iron Man said in his robotic-voice.
"Uh," Peter struggled. "Hi?"