A very large and noticeable man waltzed so silently into the comic book store. Spider-Man instantly knew who this man was and he could feel the hairs creak up from the back of his neck. He leapt back into the air vent forthwith. What was so noticeable about this man? He had four metal arms, for a start.
Spider-Man sat so silently in the air vent, waiting to overhear some important information or something. But nothing happened. He waited and waited, hearing nothing but his own breath. Suddenly, Doctor Octopus took out a remote. This thing had tons of buttons on it, and a joystick. There was a little screen, which now looked like a grid, and a little green dot was flashing on it. Doctor Octopus must be using that to control Jameson Jr.! Spider-Man figured out obviously.
Moments later a human-looking John Jameson was dragged into the door by himself. "Hello, Mr. Jameson. Had a good day?" He didn't answer. "I hope you rested, because I will need a job done tonight. John Jameson breathed heavily, staring down the doctor. "I'm sure you are well aware of Spider-Man?" He asked. "Well, it turns out he's onto you, my dear friend. And I want you to kill him." "Kill him?" Jameson said quickly. "I'm no murderer! That's your job." "It seems you don't really have a choice in the matter, Space-Boy. The gem I have inside my remote is the same gem that makes you into the Man-Wolf. The radio frequencies, as I've told you, allow me to control your every move. Spider-Man's blood will be on your hands by dawn."
Spider-Man didn't flinch. He was told he would be dead by dawn loads of times. He just wanted to help Jameson Jr., but how could he without Doctor Octopus controlling him? Could he make Jameson Jr. turn into the Man-Wolf too? Spider-Man wondered if he could hear what was around Jameson, if Jameson was like possessed, which he was, but Spider-Man just needed to figure a way to help him. Spider-Man moved onto the roof once Doctor Octopus had dismissed Jameson. He took a shot of webbing and smacked Jameson in the back. He pulled him up onto the roof from the fresh web line.
"You!" "Easy, Fuzzy. I'm here to help." "You have to get away from me! I'm supposed to kill you!" "Duh. I was in the comic book store the whole time. Look, can Doctor Octopus control when you turn into the Man-Wolf?" Jameson nodded. "At first the full moon was bad enough. But Doc Ock found a piece of my gemstone, and he's been using it against me this whole time." Spider-Man slapped himself in the head. "Oy vey."
Jameson started to twitch. Then shake. "Spider-Man, run! I-He's-It's…" But Spider-Man didn't need him to finish the sentence. His hair grew darker and thicker. His fingers moved together to form a paw, and his nails grew long and thin. His ears and teeth were pointy and huge. His radio-suit with the gemstone formed in the center. The Man-Wolf was reborn.
The mindless beast raged and roared at Spider-Man, loosing all control. He lunged at Spider-Man, his claws digging into his flesh and shredding his trademark costume. Spider-Man yelled in agony, and tried to get the huge monster off of him. His blood soaked the wolf's fur, and he shot a web line and ran off to regain his strength.
That best was strong. Stronger than he recalled. Its eyes showed no signs of mercy, and its fangs screamed parting words of death. It was like facing death itself, really. Not thinking about a thing but killing someone. It was scary. It was really scary. Spider-Man felt this throbbing laceration, and ripped his already torn tights and tied it near the wound to stop the bleeding. He knew it wouldn't stop soon. Its claws went in so deep. Spider-Man felt dazed for a moment, not sure if it was blood loss or his fear, and shut his eyes. When he opened them, two large, yellow eyes stared at him.