"Almost there!" whispered Doctor Octopus. Ever since that money hogging, greedy teenage kid, Harry Osborn, left, he had been working on his latest invention: electrodes that could be attached to his tentacles. That way, he could electrocute his enemies. 'If only I could have examined Peter. He would have been such an interesting specimen to dissect and observe,' thought Otto as he stared at his plans.
"Yes, don't worry, my pet," said Otto as he raised one of his metal tentacles, "It will be finished!"
Doctor Octopus leaned over and wrote a complex, mathematical formula. Oddly, this warehouse was the same one where he had supposedly drowned in three days ago when he brought his life's work down with him. He remembered that day, and then thoughts of his wife drifted into his mind. 'She was so beautiful' he thought as he stopped writing. His tentacles rose and slammed down onto the table-as if they were angry. Otto crushed the paper and whispered, "It's all Spiderman's fault. Yes, you're right. If he hadn't interfered, my dream would have become a reality. I would have been a renowned scientist by now! People would have realized the genius-the man who I really was. Not as a monster, but as a scientist who provided the world with an amazing energy source. I could have accomplished so many things had it not been for PARKER! He won't get away with it this time though," said Doctor Octopus as a malicious smile formed.
"Oh no-he, his little girlfriend, and his precious auntie will suffer. I can't kill Harry yet because I need his resources, but later- he'll pay too," hissed the mad doctor as the metal tentacles flailed around him with joy.
"Yes, my pets...yes," he said as he walked away.