Several minutes later, MJ opened her eyes. She stared at the old, crumbling pieces of metal around her. She tried to move, but she was chained to a large aluminum post. Next to her was Aunt May, and in front of her, was Peter, whose clothes were tattered-revealing his Spiderman costume underneath. 'He must have put the costume on during the middle of the night.' she thought.
'No use.' thought Peter as he struggled against the chains. His powers had officially left him now. Normally, he'd be able to break the chains with ease.
"Ah, Parker! You're finally awake!" said Harry.
"Harry, listen to me! You're not yourself! You have to fight this!"
Harry just cackled, "Harry, who? There is no Harry. He has long died! Only the Green Goblin remains!"
"Come on, Harry! I know you're in there somewhere! You're strong! You can do this!"
"Parker, stop screaming uselessly. I'm trying to work here," said a calm Dr. Octavius.
"Dr. Octavius, please, I know you've been through the same situation before. Help him!"
"Parker, why should I? You, Spiderman, ruined everything. You made me into this madman. Besides, I haven't been in the same situation as Harry. I am a great scientist trying to help mankind while he is a rich teenager thirsty for power. We have extremely different priorities," Otto shook his head. "Parker, you are an intelligent young man, but you have to realize that the rest of the world doesn't care whether you do the right thing or not. The only thing that matters is-"
"Will you cut the crap, Otto?! Get to work!" screamed Harry.
Otto looked like he was about to attack, but he remembered his deal and walked away as he muttered curses underneath his breath.
"What is he working on?" asked Peter. He was trying to stall for time.
Harry narrowed his eyes and coldly replied, "That is none of your business."
"Come on, Harry. I'm your best-"
"You're not my best friend, Peter," said a bitter Harry Osborn, "You killed my father! You killed him!"
Peter stood still as he bowed his head.
Harry grinned underneath the mask. He felt that he was victorious and continued, "Why shouldn't you suffer the same way that I have? Give me a reason."
"Harry," Peter said calmly as he looked into the yellow eyes of the mask, "you know who he was. He was killing too many innocent people for his own selfish purposes."
"Don't you dare talk about him like that! Don't you dare!" screamed an anguished Harry, but he knew that Peter was right. He knew that his father was the former Green Goblin, who tried to kill Mary Jane, his girlfriend at the time.
"Harry, let me explain-"
"NO!!! NO!!!"
"Harry, LISTEN!" screamed Peter with such ferocity that Harry actually stopped and stared at him.
"Your father-he tried to kill me. The glider was behind me, and I didn't notice until my powers warned me of oncoming danger. I didn't know what the danger was, but I just flipped backwards. As I flipped, the glider flew towards Norman, and it impaled him. I would have stopped it if I could, but I didn't know Harry. I didn't know. I've regretted my actions until this day. You've got to trust me."
"LIAR!" roared Harry, "How can I? Not only did you kill him, but you didn't tell me who you really were!"
"Harry, this is who I really am: I'm Peter Parker. Spiderman is just a part of me, but the person you've seen all your life will always be Peter Parker."
Harry was shaking. He knew that Peter's story was true; it made sense- the mask, the pumpkin bombs, his father's odd behavior before his death and during Thanksgiving two years ago-everything made sense. But he just couldn't bear the pain anymore, and he had to take it out on someone-make someone-anyone-suffer-even it was his best friend.
"I'm sorry, Peter," said Harry as he turned and walked away. Peter hung his head. He had let another person down; he had failed again. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain around his rib cage. After the moment passed, Peter gasped. Although Peter realized his failure, he couldn't let MJ and Aunt May suffer, and he had to get through to Harry somehow. Peter tried to break the chains, and to his surprise, he broke them easily. He stared at his hands, but met a horrific sight: the pain around his rib cage had considerably ceased, but there were 3 more arms at both sides. He was taken aback, but he realized that Aunt May and MJ were still hostages, and this was his only chance. He quietly walked away and ran towards MJ, whose eyes were wide. She had heard the whole thing: Norman Osborn had tried to kill not only herself, but Peter too, and now, Harry was following in his father's footsteps.
"Peter, what-"
"Have no idea and no time. Leave-take Aunt May with you." Peter easily broke the chains surrounding both women and guided them towards the exit.
"Run," Peter instructed. Despite her concern for Peter, she realized that she had to leave-for Aunt May's sake. She nodded and after one last glance, she placed one of Aunt May's arms around her neck and tried to run as quickly as possible. After MJ disappeared, Peter's spider sense warned him that something was going to be amiss.
"The incy, wincy Spider went up the water's spout. Down came the Gobby that washed the Spider out!" screamed a voice. Peter ducked as a razor bat slightly missed his hair by several centimeters. He turned and saw Harry gliding several inches off the ground on his glider.
"COME ON, HARRY! I KNOW YOU'RE IN THERE!" screamed Peter.
"Peter's right," whispered Harry.
"NO! HE KILLED ME!" screamed a voice.
"Leave me alone! Leave me alone!"
"Harry, you can do this!" screamed Peter. While Harry was fighting with his internal demon, Dr. Octavius had crept behind Peter. He sensed Doctor Octopus and jumped. Unfortunately, Peter didn't realize that one of Dr. Octopus's tentacles had just ejected a knife and was trying to kill Peter. At that moment, Harry had seemed to gain a slight edge over his internal demon. As Harry tried to stand up, the tentacle zipped past its intended target and pierced through Harry's stomach.
When Peter landed, he realized what had happened. Peter ran towards Harry as the tentacle-covered in blood-withdrew from Harry's body. Harry fell off his glider and landed on the ground. Peter grabbed Harry and released a web strand. Dr. Octopus tried to smash Peter with his other tentacles, but Peter swung away just in time. Usually, Doc Ock would follow Peter, but he realized that he had more important things to do, so he turned away and walked toward the warehouse.
Peter was so angry at himself. He could have prevented the tentacles; he could have tried, but instead, he had flipped away like a coward. I can't think about this now thought Peter, I have to get Harry to the nearest hospital fast. Peter realized that Harry was dressed in the Green Goblin costume. He couldn't reveal to others that Harry was the Green Goblin; it would destroy him. Peter landed on the top of the 59th Street Bridge and tore Harry's Green Goblin costume apart. Fortunately, Harry had some ordinary clothing underneath it. Peter quickly took off his sweatshirt and wrapped it around Harry's stomach.
'Harry's gonna die if I don't act fast.' thought Peter. Peter continued to swing to the closest hospital. When he arrived, he laid Harry on the roof. 'Now what do I do? No one's going to come to the roof.' He pulled his mask on and leaped onto the next building. He spotted an empty room on the 25th floor. He swung back to the roof, picked Harry up, placed him on his back, and crawled to the window. He opened it and placed Harry on the bed. Just as he turned around, a nurse entered the office and flicked on the lights. She looked up and saw Spiderman standing over the body of Harry Osborn. Then she suddenly ran out of the room screaming, "Spiderman killed Harry Osborn!" as Peter swung away. 'Great.' he thought. 'My apartment's demolished, Harry blames me for his father's death, Octavius is still a raving lunatic, and now, Jonah's gonna have another headline about me.' Peter sighed. 'Can't think about that now, though. I have to find MJ and Aunt May and find out what the hell is happening to me.'