Hello again! This chapter took a long time to write because I went on a two-day vacation (I still worked on it at the hotel!) and I have been feeling slightly under the weather. But I finally finished it!

Oh yea, Thanks closetfan for reviewing and don't worry, I wasn't sad, I just got an editor!

Her name is Sara…. Oh- I almost forgot… THANKS SARA FOR EDITING FOR ME! (There. You should be happy now that I posted that so now you can't nag me about it. lol)

So anyways here is the story!

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After a while Peter was finally able to get to sleep and awoke to his alarm clock going off at nine. He made sure to set it so he didn't have to have another one of those waking up late episodes again.

He rolled over and turned his alarm off, and slowly got up. As he got ready for the day he remembered why he had set his alarm for nine is because he had to go visit Aunt May at ten thirty.

He smiled, remembering all the phone messages she has left over the past few weeks insisting that he was to busy for his own good and that he should come and visit her. So here he is getting ready to go over to his aunts apartment. After taking a shower, getting dressed and combing his hair it was nine thirty and so he decided to go to a diner close by to eat some breakfast.

As he was sitting there, waiting for the waitress to come and ask him what drink he wanted, his spider sense went crazy. He looked around. He couldn't see anything out of the ordinary. He decided that if something were to happen, Spider-Man would see to it.

His spider sense was growing stronger with every second. He stood up, ran out of the restaurant and started to turn in to the nearest ally when he saw it. There was a figure zooming through the sky, coming towards… him. He stood there trying to figure out who or what was coming towards him. After a few seconds a green figure on a glider came into focus.

What? It can't be! He thought to himself. He stood there shocked to the bone when every thing started to go in slow motion. He didn't pay attention to it though, he even he just kept thinking. He was dead! Wait, no he is dead- think straight Parker!

All of the sudden his spider sense went off the hook. He was snapped back reality. That's when he remembered- when his spidey sense slowed every thing down, there was normally a something he had to get away from… he looked around and finally saw a green and gold orb rolling to a stop at his feet.

Ah, that would be why my spidey sense are screaming at me to move… Peter thought and then dashed away with superhuman speed, hoping that nobody was paying attention. The blow still knocked him off his feet. He went flying through the air hit the pavement and scraped up his cheek, hands, and knees. People started to scream and run in all different directions.

He rolled over to see the Green Goblin hovering over him on his glider. Peter immediately got up. His fear was conformed; the Green Goblin was back.

Peter wasn't sure if it was a different guy under the mask or if somehow Norman Osborn survived, and with out the answer to that, he didn't know if he knew that he was Spider-Man or not. So with that in mind he tried to run off, looking like a normal civilian, but the Goblin just moved in front of him and punched him into the brick wall.

Peter hit the wall hard and bricks started to rain down on him. He saw little burst of light in front of his eyes and his head swam. He quickly shook it off and slowly got up only to be picked up by the neck. The Goblin just held him there and said to him "Hello there Spider-Man, its about time we met." As Peter choked for air he was able to look at him through his watery eyes. That couldn't be Norman, it had to be somebody else, but never less, he knew that he was Spider-Man. He cursed to himself.

The need for air was take over his thoughts and he started to panic. Trying to think straight he thought about what to do with out making it obvious that he was Spider-Man. He then decided that kicking him would do and so he took up a surprising amount of energy just to swing back his leg and kick the Goblin in the groin.

He kicked him hard enough so that the Goblin got the wind knocked out of him and doubled over, releasing Peter so that he dropped to the ground. After Peter caught his breath he stood up only to receive a punch to the jaw making him stagger back a few steps.

Trying to recover from the last blow, he heard the glider gears shifting around. He looked up and saw two gun barrels slid into place.

Uh oh, he thought. He quickly looked around to see that no one was watching him and he sent two web balls flying through the air at lighting speed. Each one hit the barrel of a gun, preventing them from shooting any bullets. Fortunately the Goblin glanced down at his arm to see if he had his finger over the right button when Peter shot the webs so he didn't notice.

"Say goodbye sucker!" He said insanely and pressed the button he glanced down at. The Goblin waited expectantly, but nothing came. "What the-" He started but then a red light started to blink on his arm.

Peter took the distraction as a chance to run into the closest ally. He quickly ripped his shirt off to expose the Spidey suit under it.

The mask was last to come on as he lifted up off the ground. He swung over to a buildings' rooftop. He found the Goblin had put away the guns, probably not knowing what was wrong with them and he was looking around for his alter ego.

When Goblins back was to him he shot out two strands of webbing that connected to the Goblins back and he yanked him off his glider. The glider stopped in midair when it's passenger was thrown to the ground. The Goblin landed on his back, and immediately got up and reached for the webbing on his back. Before Peter registered what was happing the Goblin pulled on them with all of his might, causing Peter to be flung off of the building top he was perched on.

As he flew towards the ground he simply let go of the webbing he was holding onto and sent a new strand to a building corner. Using the momentum from the Goblins yank, he steered for the Goblin and stuck out his legs. His feet made contact with the Goblin's chest, sending him flying in to the wall. Spider-Man then quickly changed directions and landed so he could be facing the Goblin again as he got up.

"You'll pay for that!" the Goblin said when he was standing again.

Peter rolled his eyes. "If I had a penny for every time I've herd someone say that, I'd be rich." He quipped before ducking under a furry of punches.

For a while you couldn't tell who was throwing the punches and who was receiving them. You wouldn't even be able to tell who was winning and who was losing. Then it became obvious when the Green Goblin was thrown across the street and skidded to a halt on the sidewalk.

Spider-Man wasn't better off himself; he was pretty bruised up, not to mention he was bleeding in several places. He saw the Goblin get up slowly and press another button on his arm and the glider zoomed over to his side. "Until next time Spider-Man!" he spat out hopping onto it and doing a circle around Peter.

"You're giving up on me?" he said watching him, wondering if he should follow him or let him go.

The Goblin decided not to respond to Peter's question and said, "But since you have given me such a pleasant time, I think I will leave you with a departing gift." And with that he took out another one of his green and gold bombs, this time pressing it and then holding it for a few seconds. After the ticking got quicker he threw it.

Peter saw the bomb coming but since it was already to close to exploding he knew he couldn't get away fast enough. He tried to web zip over to a building top hoping that he could get away from the worst of it when it went off. For the second time that day he tumbled on to the pavement. He got up as quickly as his body allowed and looked around. The Goblin was nowhere to be found.

He turned around to see the damage the fight had done to the block. There were several damaged building from where both him and Goblin were knocked into walls and the bombs were nothing short of disastrous. The diner looked like it was going to need some rearranging from the first bomb and the second one crumbled up an apartment building pretty bad.

Peter sighed in frustration. He decided to go home and bandage up his scrapes. He quickly web slinged to his apartment and took another shower and cleaned his wounds. Then he looked at himself in a mirror. He had a black eye forming and a scraped up face. He sighed again. Aunt May, would probably have a heart attack when she saw him. That's when he remembered. He ran into his room to see what time it was.

Will I ever be able to be on time anywhere? He asked himself in agony realizing that he an hour late. He quickly got changed, ran out to his scooter, and sped away.

After another fifteen minutes of driving he arrived at his aunts apartment. He walked into the apartment building and went up to where his aunt said she was staying. After he knocked she answered almost immediately. When she first opened the door she was beaming but when she saw Peter's face her smile faded. "Peter, what happened to your face?" she asked concerned.

Peter said the truth, or just a little of it, "The Green Goblin attacked when I was walking over to a diner to get breakfast. He threw a bomb and the explosion knocked me down." He said stepping inside and looking around her new apartment. Everything was mostly unpacked from the move but she had one or two boxes lying around.

"Well come over in to the kitchen and let me see that." She said leading him in to the kitchen. Peter protested feebly as she fussed over him.

After she was satisfied that he was going to live, she started to cook lunch as Peter watched television.

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"YOU WHAT!" Harry yelled when Larry told him of the days events. "I told you not to attack him until you're ready! You could have gotten yourself killed!" he bellowed even though he didn't care that much if he lived or died.

"Or worse, you could have killed Spider-Man! I don't want him dead just yet… I want him to suffer first." Harry said. They weren't his words… they were his fathers. Harry still had second thoughts about the plan. He still didn't want Pete to die, even if he was Spider-Man. But he knew it had to be done.

"Sorry, it won't happen again. Next time, I'll be ready." Larry said, head bowed and looked up at Harry with determination in his eyes. It was all an act. He knew that Harry had to go. He didn't take orders from anyone, but with his help he could get even stronger, and so he was going to have to delay disposing of him until later.

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TBC…

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