Chapter 10
Peter had received a call from Robbie that morning, telling him that the chief wanted to see him right now. Peter tried to convince him to tell J. Jonah Jameson that he had class to go to, but J. Jonah Jameson didn't care about his class. Peter was going to have to skip class in which he was already struggling in. The Neuse was tightening around his neck.
Peter was back in the familiar surroundings of the Daily Bugle. He was walking down aisles between desks and cubicles. Peter had a straight view into the office of J. Jonah Jameson's office and inside with him was Robbie and Eddie Brock who stood there calmly with his hands in his pockets wearing sunglasses. Peter entered the office where J. Jonah Jameson looked up at him coldly while smoking his cigar. "Get in here, Parker and close the door behind you."
Peter gently closed the door and he stared at Brock intensely as he joined the three of them at the desk. "Parker, you better have a damn good explanation for this!" Mr. Jameson slammed this morning's copy of the Daily Bugle onto the desk.
There on the front page was a picture of him taken by Eddie Brock. The headline read, "Super Boy!"
"I was coming from dinner with my girlfriend, and I passed by the grocery store that they robbed. I suppose I felt like I…"
"Could steal the spotlight?" Mr. Jameson replied. "Are you trying to make me look bad or something? There are several million people in the city, and I can guarantee you that not one of them would have tried to play hero. Am I supposed to believe that you are that one in several million people who are that selfless?"
"Mr. Jameson, I…"
"Or maybe, you are trying to sabotage Eddie Brock's great work by preventing Spider-Man from showing his ugly face? I personally believe that it's none of the above. Having seen your past works, I've noticed that you always seem to be right there at the scene at the crimes as they happen. Brock here has been getting his photos of Spider-Man and this one here just by following you around. In all my days of journalism, I have never seen anyone so lucky in my life."
"Sir, I just happen to be friends with Spider-Man. He often gives me details on where he patrols next."
"Well, according to Eddie, that has not been the case for quite awhile, so is there any other lie you care to get off your chest?"
Peter looked over at Eddie to see a smirk on his face. "Sir, I'm not lying. I'm telling you the truth."
"I don't want to hear it, Parker. You're fired! I don't want to see your face in this building again."
Peter's eyes widen with disbelief. "I'm fired?"
"Are you death?" Mr. Jameson said agitatedly pulling his cigar on the ash tray. "You're gone, finished, washed up…take your pick. Eddie, congratulations son, you are hired as of this very moment."
"Thank you, sir," Eddie Brock nodded.
* * * *
The day had dragged by, but at last, evening had finally come. The Laboratory had emptied out, leaving Dr. Connors alone. He had taken off of his white laboratory coat and left it and his briefcase inside of his office. Wearing a tie and a buttoned down sky blue and white striped shirt, he walked over to the wall where all the chemicals were. He reached behind all the chemicals and pulled out the small jar of his red formula.
He stared down at the formula for a minute and took a deep breath. He put the jar down and and picked up the syringe with his only hand. With his thumb, he flicked off the cap and stuck the needle point into the formula. He suck up half a syringe full before pulling it out of the jar. "Here goes nothing."
Instantly, he jammed the needle point into his leg, grimacing as he did so. He emptied the syringe into his body and pulled it out quickly. He put the syringe down on the table for a second and stood there, carefully seeing if there were going to be any side affects that he did not know about. He waited five minutes and nothing happened. It appeared that there would be no side effects.
Doctor Connors took two steps before a great pain began to rip through his entire body. He screamed in agony as the pain sent him falling to the ground. His entire body began to feel as if it was on fire. He rolled on the ground as a natural reaction. Suddenly, he began to hear his shirt and pants rip slightly.
His body began to convulse violently. He reached out with one arm, but instead of his pale skinned hand which he had expected to see, he saw what appeared to be a green claw. He turned to look at his stump for an arm to see it growing a green arm to match his other. Dr. Connors continued to scream, has his head and face began to mutate and change to green. His human teeth began to take form of monstrous fangs.
* * * *
Two security guards had just arrived for duty and began to check around to see if there were anyone left in the building and if they were, get their information to make sure they had a right to be here. A loud crashing noise from one of the rooms startled both men.
"Let's check it out," the heftier of the two said. The two security loosed their guns from their holsters and walked quickly towards where they believed the noise had come from. Before they reached the room, the door exploded, and crashing through the door was some kind of lizard monster. It had the basic form of a human being with two legs and two arms, but it was standing on both his feet and claws nearly in the same manner they saw Spider-man posed himself. "Holy sh…"
The monster, who was previously looking in a different direction, swung it's monstrous head towards them to show the face of a complete beast with giant fangs.
One of the security guards fired his hand gun at the creature, but it would appear that he successfully evaded the bullets as it lunged out for both the security guards. The two guards jumped back in separate directions. The Lizard used it's right claws to rip through the chest of the heafty security gurad, sending his limp and lifeless body tumbling towards the ground."
"Oh my god!" He screamed. He turned and ran for his life, hoping the creature would not come after him.
The Lizard swung it's head towards the other security officer. His head, for no reason, flinched for a split second and it's eyes rolled behind it's head. In less then a second, it's eyes were back to normal with what appeared to be a grin appeared on his face. "Warm-blooded freaksssss. They all mussssst dieeeee!" The lizard leaped, pointing all ten clawed fingers towards the security guard. The screaming of a human male echoed through most of the laboratory before falling into a deadly silence.
Peter had received a call from Robbie that morning, telling him that the chief wanted to see him right now. Peter tried to convince him to tell J. Jonah Jameson that he had class to go to, but J. Jonah Jameson didn't care about his class. Peter was going to have to skip class in which he was already struggling in. The Neuse was tightening around his neck.
Peter was back in the familiar surroundings of the Daily Bugle. He was walking down aisles between desks and cubicles. Peter had a straight view into the office of J. Jonah Jameson's office and inside with him was Robbie and Eddie Brock who stood there calmly with his hands in his pockets wearing sunglasses. Peter entered the office where J. Jonah Jameson looked up at him coldly while smoking his cigar. "Get in here, Parker and close the door behind you."
Peter gently closed the door and he stared at Brock intensely as he joined the three of them at the desk. "Parker, you better have a damn good explanation for this!" Mr. Jameson slammed this morning's copy of the Daily Bugle onto the desk.
There on the front page was a picture of him taken by Eddie Brock. The headline read, "Super Boy!"
"I was coming from dinner with my girlfriend, and I passed by the grocery store that they robbed. I suppose I felt like I…"
"Could steal the spotlight?" Mr. Jameson replied. "Are you trying to make me look bad or something? There are several million people in the city, and I can guarantee you that not one of them would have tried to play hero. Am I supposed to believe that you are that one in several million people who are that selfless?"
"Mr. Jameson, I…"
"Or maybe, you are trying to sabotage Eddie Brock's great work by preventing Spider-Man from showing his ugly face? I personally believe that it's none of the above. Having seen your past works, I've noticed that you always seem to be right there at the scene at the crimes as they happen. Brock here has been getting his photos of Spider-Man and this one here just by following you around. In all my days of journalism, I have never seen anyone so lucky in my life."
"Sir, I just happen to be friends with Spider-Man. He often gives me details on where he patrols next."
"Well, according to Eddie, that has not been the case for quite awhile, so is there any other lie you care to get off your chest?"
Peter looked over at Eddie to see a smirk on his face. "Sir, I'm not lying. I'm telling you the truth."
"I don't want to hear it, Parker. You're fired! I don't want to see your face in this building again."
Peter's eyes widen with disbelief. "I'm fired?"
"Are you death?" Mr. Jameson said agitatedly pulling his cigar on the ash tray. "You're gone, finished, washed up…take your pick. Eddie, congratulations son, you are hired as of this very moment."
"Thank you, sir," Eddie Brock nodded.
* * * *
The day had dragged by, but at last, evening had finally come. The Laboratory had emptied out, leaving Dr. Connors alone. He had taken off of his white laboratory coat and left it and his briefcase inside of his office. Wearing a tie and a buttoned down sky blue and white striped shirt, he walked over to the wall where all the chemicals were. He reached behind all the chemicals and pulled out the small jar of his red formula.
He stared down at the formula for a minute and took a deep breath. He put the jar down and and picked up the syringe with his only hand. With his thumb, he flicked off the cap and stuck the needle point into the formula. He suck up half a syringe full before pulling it out of the jar. "Here goes nothing."
Instantly, he jammed the needle point into his leg, grimacing as he did so. He emptied the syringe into his body and pulled it out quickly. He put the syringe down on the table for a second and stood there, carefully seeing if there were going to be any side affects that he did not know about. He waited five minutes and nothing happened. It appeared that there would be no side effects.
Doctor Connors took two steps before a great pain began to rip through his entire body. He screamed in agony as the pain sent him falling to the ground. His entire body began to feel as if it was on fire. He rolled on the ground as a natural reaction. Suddenly, he began to hear his shirt and pants rip slightly.
His body began to convulse violently. He reached out with one arm, but instead of his pale skinned hand which he had expected to see, he saw what appeared to be a green claw. He turned to look at his stump for an arm to see it growing a green arm to match his other. Dr. Connors continued to scream, has his head and face began to mutate and change to green. His human teeth began to take form of monstrous fangs.
* * * *
Two security guards had just arrived for duty and began to check around to see if there were anyone left in the building and if they were, get their information to make sure they had a right to be here. A loud crashing noise from one of the rooms startled both men.
"Let's check it out," the heftier of the two said. The two security loosed their guns from their holsters and walked quickly towards where they believed the noise had come from. Before they reached the room, the door exploded, and crashing through the door was some kind of lizard monster. It had the basic form of a human being with two legs and two arms, but it was standing on both his feet and claws nearly in the same manner they saw Spider-man posed himself. "Holy sh…"
The monster, who was previously looking in a different direction, swung it's monstrous head towards them to show the face of a complete beast with giant fangs.
One of the security guards fired his hand gun at the creature, but it would appear that he successfully evaded the bullets as it lunged out for both the security guards. The two guards jumped back in separate directions. The Lizard used it's right claws to rip through the chest of the heafty security gurad, sending his limp and lifeless body tumbling towards the ground."
"Oh my god!" He screamed. He turned and ran for his life, hoping the creature would not come after him.
The Lizard swung it's head towards the other security officer. His head, for no reason, flinched for a split second and it's eyes rolled behind it's head. In less then a second, it's eyes were back to normal with what appeared to be a grin appeared on his face. "Warm-blooded freaksssss. They all mussssst dieeeee!" The lizard leaped, pointing all ten clawed fingers towards the security guard. The screaming of a human male echoed through most of the laboratory before falling into a deadly silence.