ISSUE VI
VISIT FROM BEYOND
Curt Connors awoke one morning in his medium-sized room by the ringing of a bell, which signaled it was time to eat. His room inside Kathryn's Asylum for Special Individuals reminded him of the interrogation rooms he saw on 'Law and Order'- medium sized, full of space, and made out of glass so everyone could see you. However, he enjoyed the large establishment. The people were friendly, but they were too friendly. The food was good, but the meals were small. His inmates were nice, but a little on the special side. However, it was better than jail.
"You shouldn't go out of the room by yourself", said Jeremy Smitts, an Asian man who helped out with the asylum.
"I'm a scientist", said Curt. "I think I can handle opening my front door and walking out."
"Then why are you here?" asked Jeremy.
"If I told you", said Curt, "I'd have to kill you". Shocked by his comment, Jeremy quickly began to help another attendee while Curt sat down at the mess hall. Curt wasn't hungry at the moment, so he began to watch the other people. Besides, watching them was more entertaining than eating Rice Crispies anyway. One of the attendees, who was a hunchback, was banging on his table with a toy hammer while one of the workers ran up to him and told him to stop it. Another man, who suffered from turrets, was building a house out of playing cards.
"I wish life was that simple for me", thought Curt. "Not having to worry about a dying wife, a young kid, and a..." Suddenly, before he could finish his sentence, the window in the room he was in broke open, and several people screamed as glass flew about the room like leaves during a hurricane. Unexpectedly, he heard a thump on his table, and he looked up to see a shape he hadn't expected to see in a while- the shape of Spider-Man.
"You killed my wife", said Peter in a deep, angry voice. "Prepare to die".
"WHAT!" exclaimed Curt when he heard Peter accuse him of killing his wife? Not only did it seem like utter silliness to Curt, but also it was just impossible. How could he kill his wife when he was still in the asylum? Hell, he even went to Peter's wedding. What motivation would cause him to do such a thing?
"Don't treat me like one of your lab rats", yelled Peter, who grabbed Curt and jerked him up towards him. "Or should I say lab geckos?"
"Why would I do such a thing?" chocked Curt.
"You're a liar and a cheat, that's why", said Peter. "You told me you weren't' mad at me! You told me you would be fine in the asylum! And guess what? You destroyed her!"
"I did not do anything of the sort", chocked Curt.
"LIAR!" yelled Peter. He then threw back Curt several feet, who smashed through several tables and finally stopped when he hit a wall.
"I think you are making a big mistake," muttered Curt, who began to walk closer.
"Oh well!" yelled Peter. "You'll die anyway."
"Then you shall fall with me!" yelled Curt. Suddenly, he began to charge towards Peter, and with one great leap he landed upon Peter, causing him to fall down. Once Peter saw what was on top of him, he knew he was expecting trouble- Curt had transformed into the Lizard.
Peter then used his strength to throw Curt of him, but once he spun a back in control, Curt was too. Curt swished his long, iguana like tail around destroying several of the tables and ruining the house of cards in the process. Peter, who jumped like he was playing jump rope, was able to dodge the tail. He shot some web, which encircled the tail. He tried to yank Curt, but every single time he yanked, Curt wouldn't move a millimeter.
"Puny warmblood!" yelled Curt. With one flick of his tail he sent Peter flying, who broke through the wall and was now lying in the streets. Curt ran after Peter, but he spun his web around a nearby fire hydrant and sent the water splashing in Curt's face. While he was wriggling around like a worm, Peter leaped on the wall and began to crawl up. Before he knew it, some force sent him smashing through the wall. When he was back on his feet, he saw that Curt leaped up behind him and that caused them to cave in. Peter then realized they were in the kitchen, but he didn't have time to check out the scenery. Curt hissed and began to flicker his tail around, but Peter had a plan in mind.
"Come here, little fleshie", hissed Curt. "I don't bite- I maul."
"Is that what you said when you destroyed Mary Jane?" yelled Peter. Suddenly, he grabbed one of the butcher knives, and before Curt could move he jabbed it into his side. Unfortunately for Peter, the knife just snapped on contact with the scaly skin, and Curt just smiled a big, reptilian, toothy smile.
"I shall enjoy killing you, warmblood!" yelled Curt.
"Well, my friendly neighborhood coldblood", said Peter. "You could just kiss your big, scaly ass goodbye". Suddenly, Peter shot some web at Curt, which hit directly into his eye. While Curt was jumping around, screaming at the pain his eye was in, Peter grabbed a frying pan, which was red hot from being in a flame for so long. Peter then began to beat on Curt with the frying pan, which began to wallow in ever more misery. Peter enjoyed the pain as much as he enjoyed M.J's sweet touch. How dare a lowly reptile destroy a creature of such beauty, who did no crime other than have her heart won by the world's greatest vigilante?
"STOP!" yelled Curt. Somehow, unlike all the other cried Curt had made that day, this one sounded different than all the rest- it sounded human. Peter dropped the burning pan at that comment, and flipped his body around. Curt's body began to look more and more human with each passing second, but it was his eyes that took Peter away- they looked wounded, shocked, and most of all, deeply sad. "Please! Don't do it. Think of Billy! And Martha! Would you orphan a child and make a wife a widow? Just for revenge?" Peter contemplated what Curt had said and took off his mask so he could breathe easier. Curt had shown no mercy no mercy when he killed Mary Jane! He made him a widow, all just for revenge? Why should Peter care? Why should Peter treat the man who brought him so much pain any different?"
"Because you would be just like the villain himself", said a voice in his head. Somehow, out of nowhere, Peter noticed that he was in a room that was all white, but he was sitting inside an old, reddish car. The man in the driver's seat was someone familiar, someone that Peter knew to be dead- his Uncle Ben.
"But he killed Mary Jane!" yelled Peter, whose anger out powered his excitement in seeing his long-dead uncle again.
"Just because Hitler destroyed millions of Jews", said his Uncle in a sad tone, "do you destroy millions of Germans?" Uncle Ben did have a point, Peter thought. If you are destroying someone for doing something bad, then wouldn't you be bad for doing the same to him?
"What do I do?" asked Peter. "He claims he's innocent."
"Do you believe him?" asked Uncle Ben.
"No!" yelled Peter. "And there's no way to know!"
"Actually", said Uncle Ben, who leaned a little closer towards Peter, "There is".
"How?" asked Peter. He was really interested in finding out how there was a way to tell if someone was lying. "I hope you don't mean a lie detector..."
"No, no, no", laughed his Uncle. "Do you think that Curt Connors killed your wife?"
"YES!" exclaimed Peter.
"Why?" asked Uncle Ben. "What proof do you have that he did it?"
"I saw him taking her!" exclaimed Peter. "I saw him capture Mary Jane. I even tried to stop him, but nothing I could do worked."
"Appearances can be deceiving", said Uncle Ben.
"What do you mean?" asked Peter.
"Did you actually see Curt transform into he Lizard and take your wife's life?"
"No, but I saw him."
"By him, do you mean Curt or the Lizard?"
"The Lizard."
"How clearly did you see him?"
"Not very clearly..."
"Was his behavior different than normal?"
"Why are you defending him! He's a murderer!"
"Just believe me, Peter, I know these things..."
"So do I! Why don't you just leave me alone and deal with it!" Then, Peter got his wish. He was back in the small, dark kitchen with Curt, who was now a human.
"What are you doing?" asked Curt. Peter just left Curt there and swung out of the kitchen. He knew who did it- and justice would be delivered once and for all.
VISIT FROM BEYOND
Curt Connors awoke one morning in his medium-sized room by the ringing of a bell, which signaled it was time to eat. His room inside Kathryn's Asylum for Special Individuals reminded him of the interrogation rooms he saw on 'Law and Order'- medium sized, full of space, and made out of glass so everyone could see you. However, he enjoyed the large establishment. The people were friendly, but they were too friendly. The food was good, but the meals were small. His inmates were nice, but a little on the special side. However, it was better than jail.
"You shouldn't go out of the room by yourself", said Jeremy Smitts, an Asian man who helped out with the asylum.
"I'm a scientist", said Curt. "I think I can handle opening my front door and walking out."
"Then why are you here?" asked Jeremy.
"If I told you", said Curt, "I'd have to kill you". Shocked by his comment, Jeremy quickly began to help another attendee while Curt sat down at the mess hall. Curt wasn't hungry at the moment, so he began to watch the other people. Besides, watching them was more entertaining than eating Rice Crispies anyway. One of the attendees, who was a hunchback, was banging on his table with a toy hammer while one of the workers ran up to him and told him to stop it. Another man, who suffered from turrets, was building a house out of playing cards.
"I wish life was that simple for me", thought Curt. "Not having to worry about a dying wife, a young kid, and a..." Suddenly, before he could finish his sentence, the window in the room he was in broke open, and several people screamed as glass flew about the room like leaves during a hurricane. Unexpectedly, he heard a thump on his table, and he looked up to see a shape he hadn't expected to see in a while- the shape of Spider-Man.
"You killed my wife", said Peter in a deep, angry voice. "Prepare to die".
"WHAT!" exclaimed Curt when he heard Peter accuse him of killing his wife? Not only did it seem like utter silliness to Curt, but also it was just impossible. How could he kill his wife when he was still in the asylum? Hell, he even went to Peter's wedding. What motivation would cause him to do such a thing?
"Don't treat me like one of your lab rats", yelled Peter, who grabbed Curt and jerked him up towards him. "Or should I say lab geckos?"
"Why would I do such a thing?" chocked Curt.
"You're a liar and a cheat, that's why", said Peter. "You told me you weren't' mad at me! You told me you would be fine in the asylum! And guess what? You destroyed her!"
"I did not do anything of the sort", chocked Curt.
"LIAR!" yelled Peter. He then threw back Curt several feet, who smashed through several tables and finally stopped when he hit a wall.
"I think you are making a big mistake," muttered Curt, who began to walk closer.
"Oh well!" yelled Peter. "You'll die anyway."
"Then you shall fall with me!" yelled Curt. Suddenly, he began to charge towards Peter, and with one great leap he landed upon Peter, causing him to fall down. Once Peter saw what was on top of him, he knew he was expecting trouble- Curt had transformed into the Lizard.
Peter then used his strength to throw Curt of him, but once he spun a back in control, Curt was too. Curt swished his long, iguana like tail around destroying several of the tables and ruining the house of cards in the process. Peter, who jumped like he was playing jump rope, was able to dodge the tail. He shot some web, which encircled the tail. He tried to yank Curt, but every single time he yanked, Curt wouldn't move a millimeter.
"Puny warmblood!" yelled Curt. With one flick of his tail he sent Peter flying, who broke through the wall and was now lying in the streets. Curt ran after Peter, but he spun his web around a nearby fire hydrant and sent the water splashing in Curt's face. While he was wriggling around like a worm, Peter leaped on the wall and began to crawl up. Before he knew it, some force sent him smashing through the wall. When he was back on his feet, he saw that Curt leaped up behind him and that caused them to cave in. Peter then realized they were in the kitchen, but he didn't have time to check out the scenery. Curt hissed and began to flicker his tail around, but Peter had a plan in mind.
"Come here, little fleshie", hissed Curt. "I don't bite- I maul."
"Is that what you said when you destroyed Mary Jane?" yelled Peter. Suddenly, he grabbed one of the butcher knives, and before Curt could move he jabbed it into his side. Unfortunately for Peter, the knife just snapped on contact with the scaly skin, and Curt just smiled a big, reptilian, toothy smile.
"I shall enjoy killing you, warmblood!" yelled Curt.
"Well, my friendly neighborhood coldblood", said Peter. "You could just kiss your big, scaly ass goodbye". Suddenly, Peter shot some web at Curt, which hit directly into his eye. While Curt was jumping around, screaming at the pain his eye was in, Peter grabbed a frying pan, which was red hot from being in a flame for so long. Peter then began to beat on Curt with the frying pan, which began to wallow in ever more misery. Peter enjoyed the pain as much as he enjoyed M.J's sweet touch. How dare a lowly reptile destroy a creature of such beauty, who did no crime other than have her heart won by the world's greatest vigilante?
"STOP!" yelled Curt. Somehow, unlike all the other cried Curt had made that day, this one sounded different than all the rest- it sounded human. Peter dropped the burning pan at that comment, and flipped his body around. Curt's body began to look more and more human with each passing second, but it was his eyes that took Peter away- they looked wounded, shocked, and most of all, deeply sad. "Please! Don't do it. Think of Billy! And Martha! Would you orphan a child and make a wife a widow? Just for revenge?" Peter contemplated what Curt had said and took off his mask so he could breathe easier. Curt had shown no mercy no mercy when he killed Mary Jane! He made him a widow, all just for revenge? Why should Peter care? Why should Peter treat the man who brought him so much pain any different?"
"Because you would be just like the villain himself", said a voice in his head. Somehow, out of nowhere, Peter noticed that he was in a room that was all white, but he was sitting inside an old, reddish car. The man in the driver's seat was someone familiar, someone that Peter knew to be dead- his Uncle Ben.
"But he killed Mary Jane!" yelled Peter, whose anger out powered his excitement in seeing his long-dead uncle again.
"Just because Hitler destroyed millions of Jews", said his Uncle in a sad tone, "do you destroy millions of Germans?" Uncle Ben did have a point, Peter thought. If you are destroying someone for doing something bad, then wouldn't you be bad for doing the same to him?
"What do I do?" asked Peter. "He claims he's innocent."
"Do you believe him?" asked Uncle Ben.
"No!" yelled Peter. "And there's no way to know!"
"Actually", said Uncle Ben, who leaned a little closer towards Peter, "There is".
"How?" asked Peter. He was really interested in finding out how there was a way to tell if someone was lying. "I hope you don't mean a lie detector..."
"No, no, no", laughed his Uncle. "Do you think that Curt Connors killed your wife?"
"YES!" exclaimed Peter.
"Why?" asked Uncle Ben. "What proof do you have that he did it?"
"I saw him taking her!" exclaimed Peter. "I saw him capture Mary Jane. I even tried to stop him, but nothing I could do worked."
"Appearances can be deceiving", said Uncle Ben.
"What do you mean?" asked Peter.
"Did you actually see Curt transform into he Lizard and take your wife's life?"
"No, but I saw him."
"By him, do you mean Curt or the Lizard?"
"The Lizard."
"How clearly did you see him?"
"Not very clearly..."
"Was his behavior different than normal?"
"Why are you defending him! He's a murderer!"
"Just believe me, Peter, I know these things..."
"So do I! Why don't you just leave me alone and deal with it!" Then, Peter got his wish. He was back in the small, dark kitchen with Curt, who was now a human.
"What are you doing?" asked Curt. Peter just left Curt there and swung out of the kitchen. He knew who did it- and justice would be delivered once and for all.