Disclaimer: The rights of Spider-man belong to Marvel Characters, Inc. The movie rights belong to Sony Pictures. I am making no financial gain from this story whatsoever.

A/N: This is harder than I thought it would be. I have looked at the trailer countless times, trying to see their emotions while the scenes whizz by. But it's also fun at the same time, somehow.

I don't think I'll put in the Sandman scene. I can't think of a way it'll work.

Chapter 2
Fight

"How are you?" Harry asked.

"I'm doing fine," Mary Jane replied.

"Sure?"

"I am," she insisted.

"Why are you doing this to yourself?" Harry sighed.

"What?" she asked.

"This? Peter's too busy to see you," he spat. "But he's got time to dance flirtatiously with Gwen."

"Harry, please," she said. "I don't want to talk about it."

"Why not?" Harry persisted. "I can tell it hurts you, and I don't like it."

She gave a slight smile, her light blue eyes losing focus. She reached her right hand out, and stroked his hair. Harry leaned in.

"Harry, no," she said, still stroking his hair. "I'm with Peter."

She then got up and left the restaurant. Harry watched her leave.

"Peter doesn't know what he has," he muttered.

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Someone slammed on the door unceasingly, very loudly.

"I'm coming!" Peter yelled, and opened the door. "Harry. What the hell are you wearing? What's that, a jumpsuit? The black colour makes you look like a criminal.."

"Why are you wearing a suit?" Harry asked. "Going out with Gwen again?"

"Gwen?" Peter asked. "Is there something wrong?"

"Stop what you're doing to Mary Jane," Harry growled.

"What?" Peter asked. "What's that?"

"You're stringing her along," Harry spat. "We both saw you dancing with Gwen last night."

"You did?" Peter looked surprised. "So what?"

"So what?" exclaimed Harry. "So what! Peter, I never thought I'd say this to you, but you're treating Mary Jane like dirt. What's got into you?"

"Nothing," Peter replied. "I was dancing with a friend. If I was sleeping with her, you'd have a point."

"Yet you don't have time to see Mary Jane's audition?"

"I've been... busy."

"Busy?" Harry said. "As in swinging around town?"

"Harry, I don't want to talk about it."

"End it with Gwen," Harry said. "Can't you see you're hurting Mary Jane's feelings?"

"I'm not doing anything wrong," Peter said. "I'm a grown man, I can hang around with anyone I lik... Harry? What are you doing? Harry put me down now."

Harry carried Peter towards the open window.

"Harry, whatever you're thinkin... Harry? Stop right n... ah crap!"

Harry threw Peter out of the window. Peter Parker fell, then released a web line. Swoosh. Seriously, what was the point in that?

Oh hell.

Peter saw a black figure flying towards him on a glider. A goblin glider.

Oh hell!

Peter tried to swing away. This was not the time for a fight. He was wearing a suit, and both their faces were exposed. And this was Harry Osborn. He wasn't going to fight his best friend.

Peter swung to his left, desperate to leave the place. He made it a couple of metres before Harry slammed at him at top speed, sending Peter to crash into the side of a building, leave a large hole.

Peter quickly jumped out of the wall, right before Harry punched it, using the momentum of his glider speed to increase his power. More rubble exploded out of the gaping hole.

He's gotten the super-strength, Peter thought, so he must've taken the formula. Will he lose his mind, too?

Peter saw something come out of his pocket as he fell. No! Not the ring.

He swung towards it, but recieved a punch from Harry. Peter started to get angry. Really angry. Without meaning to, he ripped out his suit, and put on the mask in his blazer pocket on. He felt the suit tighten around him, egging on his rage. The dark black suit complemented the night well. He felt the symbiotes get excited by the rush of emotion.

Harry flew nearby, trying to hit him again. Without warning Peter swung to him, and grabbed Harry's throat, lifting him off the glider. Peter then threw Harry to a building, making him creat a similar sized hole as Peter did.

"Doesn't feel good, does it?" growled Peter, as he watched Harry fall down the New York skyline.

Peter let go of his web and dived behind him. He let out a web downwards, and caught Harry, and then swung him to a nearby roof of a small building.

"Peter?" Harry gasped.

Peter fell beside him, and punched him. And again, and again. He did not stop punching Harry for a while.

"How dare you attack me, Goblin?" Peter screamed as he continued to pound his fist on Harry's face.

Peter suddenly stopped, the sight of Harry's blood on his fist, and on his black spider-suit, horrifying him.

What have I done?

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Eddie Brock stared at Gwen.

"Why won't you just go out for a drink?" he asked.

"I'm just not interested, Eddie," Gwen said. "It's not personal, but..."

"Parker," spat Eddie. "You wait for him, even though he's with the Watson girl. Seriously, the guy was a nerd! How does he string two girls like you around?"

"He's not doing that," Gwen said. "We're just good friends."

"Don't give me that," Eddie argued. "You clearly want more. Your whole face shines whenever you talk about him. He'll hurt you."

"He won't."

"I'm not saying date me," Eddie waved. "As much as I'd love that. Date any guy, but not this Parker creep."

"Look, such support is sweet," Gwen said. "And it is appreciated. But I'm not ready for a relationship with anyone."

"Apart from Peter Parker," Eddie replied.

Gwen remained silent.