The voice tried to persuade him to drop her.
"Harry," whispered the evil voice, "You were doing so well before. What happened? Kill her and Parker!"
"No-no!" he screamed as the glider landed onto the roof of another building. He dropped Mary Jane onto the roof and held his head.
"Harry?" asked Mary Jane, "What's wrong?"
"Get away!" he hissed. He tossed his head back and cackled. He grabbed a razor bat and was about to throw it at Mary Jane. Something in his mind resisted and tried to fight back.
"Harry," said Mary Jane as she put her hand on his, "I don't what's going on inside your head, but whatever this demon is, you can fight it. Peter knows that you're in there somewhere-and so do I, Harry. Just try to remember."
"Why-?"
Before Harry could finish, though, Mary Jane's hands quickly pulled Harry's mask off.
"If you can't remember, then, maybe I can help you," she said as she looked into his eyes. Her lips touched Harry's, and before Harry realized it, their lips locked into a long kiss. Memories flashed in his mind.
"Don't let her!" screamed the voice in his head.
'No, dad,' thought Harry, 'They've all been my friends-Peter, Aunt May, MJ. I can make my own decisions. You can't control me!' And the voice that had haunted Harry ever since he was a child-the voice that had berated him, rebuked him, shunned him-the voice that reminded him of his failures and mistakes-the voice that had never congratulated him-the voice that had tried to persuade him to follow in its footsteps-slowly diminished with every second as he continued to kiss Mary Jane. She quickly pulled away- feeling extremely guilty for what she had done and fearing that the kiss wouldn't jolt Harry's memories.
"Harry?" she whispered.
"God, Mary Jane, I'm so sorry," he said as he hugged her. Mary Jane closed her eyes and hugged him back.
"I'm glad to have you back, Harry" she whispered.