Harry Osborn flew into the abandoned warehouse where Doctor Octopus had just left moments ago. 'Peter will pay!' he thought angrily, 'He tried to kill me! My father was right; he's a backstabber-a traitor!' He looked around and couldn't find Otto.
"Otto! Where the hell are you?"
There was a loud, metal clank as Dr. Octopus entered the room.
"Did you start yet?"
"Harry, I can't create the clone if you don't even have a sample for me. Even a strand of hair will do."
"Hell! You're supposed to be one of the greatest minds on this earth; do you really need a sample? Couldn't you just make one out of thin air?!?"
Otto's eyes hardened, and one of his tentacles grabbed Harry's wrist.

"Look, you stupid bastard. I AM one of the greatest minds on this earth, but even the greatest scientists need materials-and if they don't have their materials, they can't start!!!!" he screamed.
"Fine! Let me go!" screamed a furious Harry as Otto complied. 'Asshole' he thought. He walked towards his floating glider.
"Do you even know where Parker is, Osborn?" asked Otto.
"No, but I have a hunch," he said as he landed on his glider and flew away.
"Yes, he'll pay dearly," whispered Dr. Octopus as his metal limbs flailed around him. He sneered and turned away.