Spider-Man boarded the Fantasti-Car with the team. He thought it was so cool how it hovered in the air, but he'd never actually say that. "Mr. F, how long until we get there?" "Not long, son, just sit tight." Spider-Man wanted to punch him. Son? Who ever called people that these days? He probably thinks he's so cool, head of the FF. But Spider-Man calmed down. These people were his friends. And he didn't think that of Mr. Fantastic. He was just involved in some serious emotional stress. If you could imagine. Spider-Man looked out of an imaginary window. The city really was beautiful if you hadn't seen it the way he had. Full of monsters death, and suicidal events. Wow. That was depressing.

Spider-Man shook off his thoughts and pretended he was watching re-runs of Seinfeld in bed with a huge dish of ice cream. But, the space next to him was empty. "Please be okay, Mary Jane." He said under his breath. The Thing placed a massive hand on Spider-Man's shoulders. For once, the Thing had seen Spider-Man not as an annoying, show-offy super hero, but as a human being in pain. " It's not over 'till 'yar under ground. And it ain't before it's too late." He told Spider-Man, which was a line from a Green Day song he'd heard a while back. Spider-Man sighed. He didn't say anything, only thought of another line in that same song. Where will we all go when it's too late? Spider-Man looked up at the Thing after a moment of silence, and said, "Then I hope M.J.'s not in the subway." Thing chuckled. Underground. Subway. Ha, he got it.

Soon the hover-car landed in front of their destination. Boy, that place was run down. Spider-Man hopped out and looked around the place. Very creepy. "Alright troops, move out." Mr. Fantastic said. Sue Storm turned invisible and walked into the building first. She came out to say that the coast was clear. The Human Torch went in first. That place was pitch black, so he snapped to create a small fire to lighten the way. The Thing bent down to get through the door. Spider-Man went in next. His spider-sense went off as soon as he set foot on the wood floor. Mr. Fantastic noticed his hesitation. "Everything okay, son?" "I'm not sure, daddy-o." Spider-Man expected his spider-sense to lighten up, but it didn't. Not one bit. It got worse and worse and worse.

Finally, after a long walk, Johnny saw Mary Jane tied up, her back facing them, to a pole that held up the roof. "Spidey! Its her!" Spider-Man leaped over the rest of them and hurried over to his girl. "M.J.! Oh thank god!" As he ran around to see if she was awake, he shot backwards. It was a dummy! A doll! Which means…"Run! Get the hell out! It's a trap!"

As Spider-Man ran for the door, he dove into the others to knock them back. They flew through the door, but Spider-Man didn't. The building collapsed. Spider-Man knew why his spider-sense had gone mad. And the building fell on top of him. Spider-Man could feel the bricks pound down on him. He was head.

The warehouse next door…

The Green Goblin watched from a window as the building fell down before his eyes. "So sorry, old friend. Looks like you weren't quick enough." He laughed to himself. "No! You monster!" Mary Jane was awake now. She didn't care about hovering from a rope. She cared about Peter. "Ah, so glad you could join us," He laughed, turning from the window. "Did you see it? Spider-Man's demise? Another one of my brilliant ideas to be rid of him. I wish he would suffer more." "Your crazy! Just fucking crazy! He's not dead! Super heroes don't die!" The Goblin waved a finger at her. "Never underestimate the power of the dark side." "Okay, Darth Vader. Now let me go." Mary Jane yelled, shaking her hands, moving the rope. The Goblin just walked past her. He'd leave her there, maybe. Or maybe not.

… The Falling Warehouse…

The Fantastic Four could only watch as the debris fell on top of their friend. Johnny started burning the mess. The Thing joined him, but Invisible Woman and Mr. Fantastic new that he was as good as dead. "Johnny…Ben…listen." Sue said to them. Johnny put down his rock. "Shut up, Sue! Spider-Man's been there for me! We-we can't just leave him like this! He needs our help!" "Johnny, we all loved the wall crawler. He was like a--" "Shut up! When we first started out, I was almost killed by the Sinister Six (in Spiderman search for sanity one). But Spider-Man never left my side, even when we are in the Daily Bugle, he wouldn't do anything to harm me. And now you're saying I should just leave him? No. He's saved my life. Now I'm gonna do the same."

Mr. Fantastic stood up. He walked over and started moving the debris. The Thing continued, as did Johnny. Sue stood up, too. She moved the rocks using her powers and force fields. "We're coming, Spidey!" The Human Torch screamed. "Hold on!" There was no answer. He didn't expect one.

After several minutes. Johnny saw the hood of what looked like of dome made of webbing. "Spidey? Spidey?" Johnny called, a pinch of hope in his voice. "Toorcchhh?" Was the answer. It was him! And it sounded like he was in pain. "Hold on, Webs! We're comin!" Everyone frantically moved rocks and the debris, until the web dome was all that was there. "Spidey, its alright. The rocks are cleared." "Super. See if someone can smash this thing open. It's a one-way deal." The Thing took his huge fist and smashed it through the little hut, just missing Spider-Man's head. Spider-Man climbed out with some help, shaking. He had been able to make the shield for himself while rocks were pounding down on him. Plus. The lack of oxygen in that dome was torture enough. Good thing he wasn't an asthmatic.

Johnny wrapped his arms around him. "I thought you were dead!" He cried. "So did I," Spider-Man said. "Aw, god, I think I broke half of the bones in my body." "That's a distinct possibility." The Thing laughed, hugging him, too. Doc Ock's tentacles hadn't squeezed Spider-Man that hard! "Okay, now I broke every bone in my body, thanks Ben."

…The Warehouse next door…

The Green Goblin just watched as Spider-Man regained full consciousness. His jaw dropped lower than…well… there was no comparison. It just wasn't fair. He had won fair and square. The Green Goblin could only watch as his greatest foe recuperated. But, he was the Green Goblin. And the Green Goblin doesn't only watch.