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Peter sat in Chemistry. Harry stalked in and sat beside Peter like usual. Not like usual; Harry ignored Peter's friendly wave. He also ignored Peter poking his arm.
"Yo, Harry!" Peter said. "What's wrong buddy?"
"You," Harry said.
"Why what did-"
"You're dating my ex!" Harry said. "We broke up like only a week ago and you're dating her! I though you were my friend Pete, I guess I was wrong…"
Harry got up and took his work with him. He passed the teacher who was walking into the class room.
"Mister Osborn!" the teacher called after him. "I'm teaching an important lesson today and it's definitely going to be on the exam!"
The teacher shrugged and walked back into the class room.
"Now can any one tell me what the mass of Carbon is?" the teacher asked.
Like usual Peter's hand was the first up. Not like usual; it wasn't very enthusiastic.
Fisk snarled looking at the paper. The head line read: Otto Octavius clings to life. He picked up the phone and dialed a number he knew by heart.
"Hello, this is Roderick," said the all-too-familiar voice.
"Roderick you will receive no pay!" Fisk barked with out waiting. "It says in the paper that Octavius is still alive!"
"And which paper is that?" Roderick said not trying to defend his case.
"The Daily Bugle!" Fisk said.
"The Daily Bugle hasn't printed a true headline in over five years," Roderick said.
"This one is true," Fisk said, "I have a man inside the hospital to check this head line."
"And?" Roderick said.
"He's a little disfigured but he's alive." Fisk said. "I'm afraid your services won't be needed in the near future."
Fisk hung up the phone before Roderick could reply.
"Hey Pete," Mary-Jane said sitting beside Peter in the cafeteria.
Peter didn't respond. He continued to look down at his food and poke at it with his fork.
"What's wrong?"
"I think Harry hates me," Peter said.
"What happened?"
"Well he snapped on me cause I'm dating Gwen," Peter said.
"Well that's no good…" Mary-Jane said unsure what to actually say.
"It's like because of this I'm going to loose my best bud," Peter said.
"Well I'm always willing to fill that position," Mary-Jane said solemnly.
"That's nice MJ," Peter said, "but it just wouldn't be the same."
Mary-Jane felt her heart being squished. What do I have to do to even get into his sights?
Mary-Jane stood up and walked out of the cafeteria without saying another word.
Roderick sat on his chair. He looked at the list of cops who had recovered Octavius and gotten him to the hospital. The one at the top of the list was "Captain Stacey." He looked it up on the internet. He found the school of his daughter and also found that it was having a basketball game tonight.
He might very well be there, Roderick said. And if he isn't then his daughter certainly is.
Peter ran down court and was standing just out of the 2 point zone. He was completely open as the ball was passed to him. 2:33 left on the clock. He saw one player advancing on him. He side stepped the player and then shot the ball. It arced perfectly and went through the net with no bounce. The ref blew his whistle.
Peter looked up at Gwen while he walked back towards center court. She smiled and waved at him, he waved back. Then his eyes passed over Mary-Jane who was looking very sad. Then the voice in his head told him to shield his head and jump forward. He did so just as the ceiling of the gymnasium collapsed inward with a large bang. He turned and looked behind him and saw a pile of rubble right where he had been. One of the players on the other team was complaining that his leg was broken.
Peter looked up and saw the same man from the day before; the one who had interrupted his kiss with Gwen.
Peter glared angrily at the man. The man swooped down to the stands. The crowd gasped and moved back. He flew over Mary-Jane and Gwen but when Peter looked over at them Gwen was gone.
This guy has screwed with my love life for the last time, Peter said. I'm going to use that costume for reasons other then wrestling.
Peter ran home, the game had been canceled obviously. Not only this, but luckily his Aunt and Uncle were out on a romantic evening. He rushed upstairs, almost falling once or twice. He reached his room and put on his costume.
He hit himself on the head. How do I know where he's going? Just great!
Peter ran out of the house in his red and blue costume. He ran down the street and when he found some high enough buildings he jumped and shot a web line. He started to swing.
Maybe he took her into Manhattan, Peter thought.
He swung towards the bridge.
Marina had decided that she should start patrolling the city, that way she would be able to find crime. The day she hadn't expected to find that man again. As she flew by the bridge from Queens to Manhattan she saw him. The setting sun made the man a silhouette, a silhouette that had two people.
Marina rushed off in that direction.
Roderick stopped at the highest of the towers on the suspension bridge. He lay down the girl.
"Who are you?" she asked hysterically.
"I am the hobgoblin," he replied in a voice not human, "and I will be the last person you ever ask a question to!"
Roderick flew off, circling the girl. He was going to wait for the police to arrive and the hurl her into the water. He was going to throw a random bomb into the cars below but ended up being punched in the face, sending his head snapping sideways.
The same nuisance of a woman from the day before was back. She floated in air, on leg lifted up, the other hanging down lazily. He smiled and pulled out a bomb. He threw it at her.
Marina saw the bomb heading at her. She used her powers to keep the bomb together and caught it. She then focused and it turned into a lead pipe.
"Now I have the weapon," she said smiling and taking a swing.
It hit the man across the chest and he flew back a few inches. She heard him growl as he fished for another bomb. She quickly changed the lead pipe into a throwing knife and threw it at him. The knife entered his wrist and he yelled in pain. He picked the knife out of his arm and threw it down to the river. Marina smiled but it didn't last long because the man lunged at him.
"No one lives after meeting the Hobgoblin," the man growled.
He grabbed her wrist and tightened her grip causing pain to sear through them.
Roderick chopped the girl in the neck, knocking her unconscious. He let her fall all the way to the bridge surface. He heard Police sirens. He swooped down and picked up the struggling girl.
"Put her down platform man!" said a teenaged male voice.
Just then he was struck in the gut by a red and blue blur.
"Whoa you are one ugly dude," the man said.
"Who are you?" Roderick asked.
"You know I've been thinking it over," the man said. "After a long discussion with my lawyer about legal right of the name; I arrived at Spider-man. What are you? The geek-goblin?"
"I'm the Hobgoblin," Roderick growled.
"Stay up all night thinking of that?" Spider-man asked landing on the closest of the towers.
"Oh shut up!" Roderick said.
He saw that the police were all set up. He smiled under his mask.
"You want to be a hero?" Roderick asked. "Have fun!"
Roderick dropped the girl who went screaming. The red and blue blur fell towards the girl.
Peter lunged down.
Please don't be hurt Gwen! Peter thought as he tried to gain speed on her but failed.
He got a flash of genius. He shot a web line at Gwen, catching her by the feet. He then, with web line in hand, shot one at the towering bridge. He succeeded to stop their falling just before she reached the water. Peter pulled Gwen up.
"Hold around my neck," Peter said. "I'll get us up there."
"Who are you?" Gwen asked.
"A secret admirer," Peter said.
"And who is that?" Gwen asked.
"I will tell you when we land," Peter said. "I'm bad enough at this as it is."
"Okay," Gwen said, "you sound familiar though."
I am familiar, Peter thought as they set down on the far side of the bridge from the cops.
Peter tore off the mask and Gwen looked into his eyes shocked.
"Don't tell any one," Peter said with a wink, immediately followed by a kiss.
"I won't," Gwen said weakly as Peter put on the mask and jumped off towards Queens.
Peter was swinging back to his house so he could change into his normal clothes and then go back to the school to get his gear. He arrived and changed. He ran to school, taking five minutes. When he turned the corner he saw some police cars and an ambulance.
What happened here? Peter thought.
There was a large crowd. Peter rushed forward to see who had been injured.
He was greeted by Uncle Ben's face.
Aunt May was being comforted by some police officers. Peter's mouth just hung open. He felt an arm wrap around his shoulders and looked up and saw Mary-Jane.
"Peter?" came Uncle Ben's horse voice. "Peter is that you?"
"I'm here Uncle Ben," Peter said rushing forward and kneeling at his side.
Okay ya...is anyone else having trouble with the line thingy in the story editor? Anyway; Hope you liked it, one more chap to come. I know I said that I'd post the last two chaps when i got it done but i didn't.
"Peter," Uncle Ben said taking a deep breath. "Did you ever finish my book?"
Peter suddenly remembered that the book was sitting on his desk, still untouched.
"Yes Uncle Ben it was great," Peter lied.
Ben smiled one last time. Uncle Ben took his last breath looking over at Aunt May.
