8. Sometimes Defeat Doesn't Mean that You've Failed
A/N: Here it is...the last chapter. Ever since I started this story, I had an ending in mind, and I'm glad it worked out.
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Spiderman glided through the city as the screams grew louder. He moved as fast as he could possibly go to get to the person in trouble. Spiderman could tell that a lady was screaming, but nothing else. As he quickly approached the street he made ready to fight.
Coming the other way, Doc Ock raced on his bottom tentacles to the same site. Sweat ran down his brow and he also equipped mentally for a battle.
They both reached the scene of the crime at the same time. Spiderman caught site of Otto, and Otto saw him. Neither expected to see the other, and both were surprised. The lady screamed again and both looked at the large group of muggers with a young woman cornered against the wall. The men slowly closed in on her; most had a weapon of some kind.
Peter gasped. The woman was Mary-Jane. He ran to the very large crowd. Spiderman began fighting viciously throwing mugs off like mad, but there were too many for him to take on. He couldn't do it alone.
Doc Ock got up on his bottom tentacles and began throwing the men with his tentacles as if they were nothing. Conscious of the heist in progress, the men turned as a group. They each took out a weapon and began fighting the two heroes. Most went for Peter, given that Doc Ock looked more threatening, but some brave ones went for Ock. Several fired bullets at him, but Otto dodged them or blocked them with his tentacles.
A man leapt for Otto, but he threw him hitting the other men. All but a few were unconsciously lying on the ground. The others left Mary-Jane alone and went to fight Spiderman.
A few men threw themselves on Peter pummeling him to the ground. They piled themselves on Peter's arms and legs and a strong, especially mean-looking one pulled out a knife. Peter struggled to get loose but gasped in horror as the knife came down. Before he knew it, Mary-Jane fell down on him. She wept and began kissing him over and over. But he was going to be stabbed. It didn't make sense. He wasn't stabbed; something else had been.
Peter arose and helped Mary-Jane up. A ways away was the stabber. He had thrust his blade through something else, something with extra limbs, Otto. The mugger threw him to the ground and ran off. Peter gasped and ran to viewing distance. After seeing Otto lying motionless on the ground, he swung after the man who was responsible. Peter shot web out at his feet, and knocked him down. When the man looked back, Peter shot web in his eyes. Spiderman then grabbed him by the legs and threw him to the wall knocking him out.
After beating the man, he walked cautiously over to the heap on the ground. Peter stooped over him and took off his mask. "Dr. Octavious?" he asked nudging his arm to wake him up if he was sleeping.
Doc Ock slowly turned his head to look at Peter. His breathing was bad; there was no real pattern. Peter wasn't a doctor, but he knew that Otto's breathing was too short. Peter glanced down at Doc Ock's chest and found a hole just to the left of the center. Tears came to Peter's eyes. "Don't worry Dr. Octavious, we're going to get you to a hospital." He assured him placing his hand softly on his shoulder.
Otto grabbed Peter's hand weakly. "No. Don't. It's ok."
"No it isn't. I'm taking you to the hospital. I'm not going to let you die." Peter insisted.
"Don't worry. I'm fine." Otto assured him.
"No you aren't. You have a stab wound and massive blood loss." He said softly grabbing under his shoulders to lift him.
"Really. I'm fine. I…I'm happy. I've fulfilled my purpose." Otto said. "I am completely content. I'm not afraid to die. Besides, I'm eager to see Rosie again." He added with a weak, but warm, smile. Peter smiled sadly back as more tears developed. He wiped them away. "Before I go, I have just two favors to ask."
"Anything." Peter replied.
"First of all, please tell Pastor Marvin why I will not be attending church tomorrow, and that I thank him for never giving up on me." Doc Ock glanced over at Mary-Jane standing in the distance in shock. "And take good care of Mary-Jane. She has a unique spirit within her. She reminds me a lot of Rosie."
"I will. Don't worry."
Otto coughed as death drew closer. His voice became even heavier. "Oh Peter, and one more thing: pat yourself on the back for me, would you? You should feel proud of yourself for the life you live. Be sure to live it for God. It makes all the difference." He smiled once more and breathed his last breath.
His presence grew colder and Peter knew that it was over. It was all over. Peter stiffened his upper lip and stood to his feet staring at the body. Mary-Jane slowly walked up to him and placed a hand on his shoulder. "I'm sorry." She whispered.
Peter once again wiped tears from his eyes. He smiled a little smile at Mary-Jane and took her hand in his. "Thank you." He said. Mary-Jane smiled back. After saying a couple words on his behalf, they walked off together into the sunset.
Everything ends, but not everything ends the desired way. And sometimes the way that seemed cruel and unfair was really for the better. For God has a plan and He always has us in his best interest; even though it may not seem like it at the time. He loves us, protects us, and never tries to cause us pain. And if we realize that, we will truly have a candle in the darkest hour.
THE END
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I hope you liked the story. The only bad thing about a movie where the main guy dies at the end is you can't make a sequel. Of course, I don't think there wasn't enough to add to this story for a sequel.
To all of you Doc Ock fans, don't mob me because I killed him! I'm innocent! It was his time to go!! (runs away down the street being chased by crazed Ock fans.)
Don't forget to review. If you have, great! If you haven't, oh well! Either way, please review this chapter.
