"I don't know what I want anymore..."
"All I have are these things, these monsterous creations..."
"It was all his fault, he killed her, he killed rosie.."
"But I won't stop there...I'll get what I truly deserve..."
Spider-Man 2: Forgotten
Authors Notes: This is my first Fan Fic and I like to announce that I have great respect for the film and it's villain, Doctor Octavius. Please read and review, If I see one review, bad or good, I'll continue the next chapter and the next chapter.
This story is based on the film Spider-Man 2. I wanted to rewrite the film to my own vision of what I wanted to happen.
Chapter One: "-It seems they have burned onto the spinal cord-"
"How is it doctor?"
"He's fine, just temporarily paralized, in a coma to be exact. The shock almost killed him.
"I'm not talking about him!"
"Oh, as you can see here, they have seemingly burned the connection needles onto the spinal cord here and here. The rest of the metallic frame is also burned onto his skin, permanantly. I can't operate, it's too risky."
"Do it, take it off now. I want that ruined creation off his back, and into my possession."
"It's not ruined! If you look at these charts, his brainwaves are supplying enough energy for the it to work. They are just in stand-by, like a computer. But, if I may ask, why do you want them?"
"It's classified, just get it off. Do whatever you can, I just want that thing in one piece!"
"So how do you suggest we do this? We'll damage his spinal cord or nerve cells, or worse!"
"I didn't mean take it off with him alive."
"Are you insane?"
"They greatest risk of all, is not taking one doctor..."
"Rosie no!"
ZZZZZZZTTTTTTT!
"Spider-Man I can handle this!"
Ba-Bump, Ba-Bump...
"I love you rosie..."
Flicker, Twicth, flicker, flicker...
"Noooo!"
ZZZTTT-ZZZ-ZZT!!
"Fasten your seatbealts."
Flicker, Twicth...
"-And now, let me introduce you to my assistances..."
Ba-Bump, Ba-Bump, Ba-Bump, Ba-Bump...
"AAARRRGGHHHH!!!"
Ba-Bump, Ba-Bump, Ba-bump, Ba...Bump...Ba...Bump...
Otto. Listen to our voice. Listen to us. You are sleeping, not dead. You should be thankful that you are not dead. We saved you. Listen to us, Otto. It was his fault. You saw him try to stop your ultimate creation. He must pay for this. If he hadn't destroyed the machine, you would still be in your house with her. He must pay. He killed her, he killed the machine, you have but us now. He must pay, and we will kill him, all of us. Sleep Otto, Sleep and suffer no more.
"Alright this is how we do it. I need a cut down the left back and another on the right. We're going to pry this thing out."
"Doctor, are you sure about this? The connection between it's mainframe and his cerebrum is still fused together, adn remember the scans. We found massive brainwaves within him. Spikes so large and his heart rate so fast, it almost seems as if he was well awake. Trying to pry it out from under him, would be too risky and fatal. Either he would die or if we're lucky, just severe brain damage. You must reconsiter!"
"No. We must take this off. No chances, we have nothing to lose but this man, And he is already half-dead. Give me the scapel."
There was silence as one of the doctors slowly handed him a large scapel. Six doctors and nurses, all dressed in white. All preparing to risk one man's life. Inside one of the hospital's labs upstairs, many hoped for the best for this one man.
The doctor glanced at his patient on the operating table. The hospital had to turn one of the stock rooms into an operating room, specifically for this one man.
The patient was laying on his belly. His arms to his side and his back facing the ceiling. But what made this scene, unatural, was four long metallic arms hanging from the ceiling.
Those arms each had three claws, three deadly but still claws. All the doctors gathered around as one of them press the scapel against the back. Though, the spinal cord had a long metal-like spine ontop, lining from the bottom of his brain to the tailbone. The scapel had cut the left side the metallic spine. Blood slowly slipped out from the cut.
The patients arm twicthed.
"Carefull doctor." One of the nurses whispered. The doctor ignored her and proceeded. He drove the knife half-way down the spine, still cutting.
Otto, Otto, Otto...
"alright, I need a new scapel for the right. After this, I need Jones to help me cut through the cranium. I have to admit. What this guy did was suicide, not science. This wasn't part of his accident was it?"
"No, he porposely injected the needle into his bottom skull where the spinal cord meets the cerebellum. The accident just fused the metal and the organ together."
"Well, we'll just have to cut through it, shall we?"
"But, I must warn you. Carefull not to trigger and electrical impulse from one of the nerves. I don't know what'll happen next."
The doctor stared at the nurse for a moment and sighed.He returned to his work and placed a clean scapel on the right side of metallic spine. On the left side, there was a red fine line of blood. He pressed on the scapel and slowly drew it down.
Otto! Otto! It was his fault! His fault! Avenge her! Avenge your work! Avenge your death!
"I don't like the looks of this doctor. His reflexes are acting up. You're triggering nerve cells, be carefull."
The patient's fingers were twitching again.
"I know what I'm doing."
The doctor pressed on. He was halfway down the right side of the patient's spine.
AVENGE! YOUR DEATH! AVENGE YOUR LOSS! ALL YOUR LOSSES! ROSIE, YOUR WORK, YOUR CREATION, YOUR LIFE, ROSIE, YOUR CREATION, ROSIE, YOUR LIFE, YOUR WORK, ROSIE, ROSIE, YOUR LIFE, ROSIE, ROSIE!!!!
"Doctor Bret! Stop! You are drawing too much blood! Lighten the cut."
The doctor look back at the other five faces, all sweaty and nervous. He face was sweaty too. He didn't want to damamge the creation, much more than damage a single man's spine. He nodded and returened to his work.
The patient's elbow was now shaking and his heart rate was racing.
"Doctor, I think we should call this one off! His heart rates off the chart!"
"I'll say when we'll stop!" The doctor roared. He glanced back at the metallic spine and went back to cuttin, though more faster.
AVENGE! PUNISH HIM! GIVE NO MERCY OTTO! IT WAS YOUR LIFE AND HE TOOK IT AWAY FROM YOU! NOW TAKE HIS LIFE AWAY TOO! REVENGE!!!
"Jones! Cut away the skin and tissue blocking it." The doctor grew impatient and swept his sweat off his face with a towel. He was done cutting the two sides of the spine. Now there was two bloody lines on both sides.
"Do it now!" His voice shaky but strong.
The Doctor Jones nodded uneasily and grabbed a long and thin knife. It was curved at the end. He plced the knife on the boundary between the top end of the metal spine and the bottom of the back of the neck. And with one final breath He slowly cut the back of the skin.
KILL HIM! KILL HIM! REMEMBER OTTO! HE KILLED YOUR SOUL! YOUR LIFE! ALL THAT YOU LIVED FOR! YOUR WORK AND YOUR LIVE! HE DESERVES TO DIE LIKE YOU DID! KILL HIM!!!!!
"AAAAARRGGHHHH!!!!" The patient screamed out loud. Doctor Jones jumped back along with other screaming doctors and nurses. All they could do was stare and behold the awesome sight of power and anger.
"ROSIE!!!!" He shouted. The patient gave a great shake and the claws the hung on the walls lit up with a great red light in the center end of the tentacle like arms.
The four metallic arms swung of the wire from which it hung from. They squirmed around, like eels and snakes all wanting to be released. The patient kept shouting in rage shouting, "Rosie!"
The four tentacles were attached to the metal-like spine in on his back . Two on close on his left, two on his right side of his spine.
Suddenly, the patient was lifted off from the ground as the four tentacles slammed down on the ground. He was inches from the ceiling and there was looked down at the fearfull doctors and nurse who started to run out.
The patient roared in anger and angst at all of them shouting the only words of, "ROSIE!!! FORGIVE ME!!!"
One man was looking through a glass panel. He was witnessing the massacre in the operating. He and others who gasped and cried, glared at the one man who destroyed them all, for a purpose.
That one man in the military suit sighed and turned his back as blood sprayed all over the window. He knew the patient saw him and he was going to rush over to them all.
"Otto Octavius, I will have all of your creation, including the burden that you now carry on your back. You are dead now, everything that you own and love is dead now. So, just give it up, I will have them." Those were the last words of that man before he left to escape the room of innocent bystanders, where the respected man known as Otto Octavius was now slamming thought the glass.
For Rosie, Otto! It's all for Rosie!!!
To be continued...
I hope you enjoyed the first chapter. The next one will be more dramatic and more action packed, so please send a review! Then I'll post another chapter. This is not the same Spider-Man 2 plot just to let you know...
"All I have are these things, these monsterous creations..."
"It was all his fault, he killed her, he killed rosie.."
"But I won't stop there...I'll get what I truly deserve..."
Spider-Man 2: Forgotten
Authors Notes: This is my first Fan Fic and I like to announce that I have great respect for the film and it's villain, Doctor Octavius. Please read and review, If I see one review, bad or good, I'll continue the next chapter and the next chapter.
This story is based on the film Spider-Man 2. I wanted to rewrite the film to my own vision of what I wanted to happen.
Chapter One: "-It seems they have burned onto the spinal cord-"
"How is it doctor?"
"He's fine, just temporarily paralized, in a coma to be exact. The shock almost killed him.
"I'm not talking about him!"
"Oh, as you can see here, they have seemingly burned the connection needles onto the spinal cord here and here. The rest of the metallic frame is also burned onto his skin, permanantly. I can't operate, it's too risky."
"Do it, take it off now. I want that ruined creation off his back, and into my possession."
"It's not ruined! If you look at these charts, his brainwaves are supplying enough energy for the it to work. They are just in stand-by, like a computer. But, if I may ask, why do you want them?"
"It's classified, just get it off. Do whatever you can, I just want that thing in one piece!"
"So how do you suggest we do this? We'll damage his spinal cord or nerve cells, or worse!"
"I didn't mean take it off with him alive."
"Are you insane?"
"They greatest risk of all, is not taking one doctor..."
"Rosie no!"
ZZZZZZZTTTTTTT!
"Spider-Man I can handle this!"
Ba-Bump, Ba-Bump...
"I love you rosie..."
Flicker, Twicth, flicker, flicker...
"Noooo!"
ZZZTTT-ZZZ-ZZT!!
"Fasten your seatbealts."
Flicker, Twicth...
"-And now, let me introduce you to my assistances..."
Ba-Bump, Ba-Bump, Ba-Bump, Ba-Bump...
"AAARRRGGHHHH!!!"
Ba-Bump, Ba-Bump, Ba-bump, Ba...Bump...Ba...Bump...
Otto. Listen to our voice. Listen to us. You are sleeping, not dead. You should be thankful that you are not dead. We saved you. Listen to us, Otto. It was his fault. You saw him try to stop your ultimate creation. He must pay for this. If he hadn't destroyed the machine, you would still be in your house with her. He must pay. He killed her, he killed the machine, you have but us now. He must pay, and we will kill him, all of us. Sleep Otto, Sleep and suffer no more.
"Alright this is how we do it. I need a cut down the left back and another on the right. We're going to pry this thing out."
"Doctor, are you sure about this? The connection between it's mainframe and his cerebrum is still fused together, adn remember the scans. We found massive brainwaves within him. Spikes so large and his heart rate so fast, it almost seems as if he was well awake. Trying to pry it out from under him, would be too risky and fatal. Either he would die or if we're lucky, just severe brain damage. You must reconsiter!"
"No. We must take this off. No chances, we have nothing to lose but this man, And he is already half-dead. Give me the scapel."
There was silence as one of the doctors slowly handed him a large scapel. Six doctors and nurses, all dressed in white. All preparing to risk one man's life. Inside one of the hospital's labs upstairs, many hoped for the best for this one man.
The doctor glanced at his patient on the operating table. The hospital had to turn one of the stock rooms into an operating room, specifically for this one man.
The patient was laying on his belly. His arms to his side and his back facing the ceiling. But what made this scene, unatural, was four long metallic arms hanging from the ceiling.
Those arms each had three claws, three deadly but still claws. All the doctors gathered around as one of them press the scapel against the back. Though, the spinal cord had a long metal-like spine ontop, lining from the bottom of his brain to the tailbone. The scapel had cut the left side the metallic spine. Blood slowly slipped out from the cut.
The patients arm twicthed.
"Carefull doctor." One of the nurses whispered. The doctor ignored her and proceeded. He drove the knife half-way down the spine, still cutting.
Otto, Otto, Otto...
"alright, I need a new scapel for the right. After this, I need Jones to help me cut through the cranium. I have to admit. What this guy did was suicide, not science. This wasn't part of his accident was it?"
"No, he porposely injected the needle into his bottom skull where the spinal cord meets the cerebellum. The accident just fused the metal and the organ together."
"Well, we'll just have to cut through it, shall we?"
"But, I must warn you. Carefull not to trigger and electrical impulse from one of the nerves. I don't know what'll happen next."
The doctor stared at the nurse for a moment and sighed.He returned to his work and placed a clean scapel on the right side of metallic spine. On the left side, there was a red fine line of blood. He pressed on the scapel and slowly drew it down.
Otto! Otto! It was his fault! His fault! Avenge her! Avenge your work! Avenge your death!
"I don't like the looks of this doctor. His reflexes are acting up. You're triggering nerve cells, be carefull."
The patient's fingers were twitching again.
"I know what I'm doing."
The doctor pressed on. He was halfway down the right side of the patient's spine.
AVENGE! YOUR DEATH! AVENGE YOUR LOSS! ALL YOUR LOSSES! ROSIE, YOUR WORK, YOUR CREATION, YOUR LIFE, ROSIE, YOUR CREATION, ROSIE, YOUR LIFE, YOUR WORK, ROSIE, ROSIE, YOUR LIFE, ROSIE, ROSIE!!!!
"Doctor Bret! Stop! You are drawing too much blood! Lighten the cut."
The doctor look back at the other five faces, all sweaty and nervous. He face was sweaty too. He didn't want to damamge the creation, much more than damage a single man's spine. He nodded and returened to his work.
The patient's elbow was now shaking and his heart rate was racing.
"Doctor, I think we should call this one off! His heart rates off the chart!"
"I'll say when we'll stop!" The doctor roared. He glanced back at the metallic spine and went back to cuttin, though more faster.
AVENGE! PUNISH HIM! GIVE NO MERCY OTTO! IT WAS YOUR LIFE AND HE TOOK IT AWAY FROM YOU! NOW TAKE HIS LIFE AWAY TOO! REVENGE!!!
"Jones! Cut away the skin and tissue blocking it." The doctor grew impatient and swept his sweat off his face with a towel. He was done cutting the two sides of the spine. Now there was two bloody lines on both sides.
"Do it now!" His voice shaky but strong.
The Doctor Jones nodded uneasily and grabbed a long and thin knife. It was curved at the end. He plced the knife on the boundary between the top end of the metal spine and the bottom of the back of the neck. And with one final breath He slowly cut the back of the skin.
KILL HIM! KILL HIM! REMEMBER OTTO! HE KILLED YOUR SOUL! YOUR LIFE! ALL THAT YOU LIVED FOR! YOUR WORK AND YOUR LIVE! HE DESERVES TO DIE LIKE YOU DID! KILL HIM!!!!!
"AAAAARRGGHHHH!!!!" The patient screamed out loud. Doctor Jones jumped back along with other screaming doctors and nurses. All they could do was stare and behold the awesome sight of power and anger.
"ROSIE!!!!" He shouted. The patient gave a great shake and the claws the hung on the walls lit up with a great red light in the center end of the tentacle like arms.
The four metallic arms swung of the wire from which it hung from. They squirmed around, like eels and snakes all wanting to be released. The patient kept shouting in rage shouting, "Rosie!"
The four tentacles were attached to the metal-like spine in on his back . Two on close on his left, two on his right side of his spine.
Suddenly, the patient was lifted off from the ground as the four tentacles slammed down on the ground. He was inches from the ceiling and there was looked down at the fearfull doctors and nurse who started to run out.
The patient roared in anger and angst at all of them shouting the only words of, "ROSIE!!! FORGIVE ME!!!"
One man was looking through a glass panel. He was witnessing the massacre in the operating. He and others who gasped and cried, glared at the one man who destroyed them all, for a purpose.
That one man in the military suit sighed and turned his back as blood sprayed all over the window. He knew the patient saw him and he was going to rush over to them all.
"Otto Octavius, I will have all of your creation, including the burden that you now carry on your back. You are dead now, everything that you own and love is dead now. So, just give it up, I will have them." Those were the last words of that man before he left to escape the room of innocent bystanders, where the respected man known as Otto Octavius was now slamming thought the glass.
For Rosie, Otto! It's all for Rosie!!!
To be continued...
I hope you enjoyed the first chapter. The next one will be more dramatic and more action packed, so please send a review! Then I'll post another chapter. This is not the same Spider-Man 2 plot just to let you know...