It was night time by the time Peter was able to track Jackal's location to the roof of a seventeen-story building in the middle of Manhattan. Peter dresses into his Spiderman outfit, made sure that all of his weaponry was functional because he felt like this battle between Jackal was going to be a lot more different than Green Goblin and Doc Ock combined, and he swung off. As he swung from building to building, he began wondering what Jackal had in store for him. Was he going to kill him or torture him? He had no idea what his exact idea was, but he knew that he wasn't going to kill him. What the Jackal might do with Gwen, now that was starting to worry him to such an intense degree. Jackal doesn't really seem keen on hurting innocent people, but then again, he is capable of taking a life away and that alone made him dangerous and a person to be wary of. Gwen was his life and he could not live without Gwen.

Karen's guiding him, making sure that he knows that he was closing in on his destination and that the building was to his right one hundred meters away. His destination was behind the crane that he was swinging towards. Spiderman swung towards the crane, shooting a single web out and swings over it twice and launches himself into the air with a backflip that had his knees tucked to his chest. He landed onto the edge of the rooftop that Karen guided him to and looked around for Jackal. There was no sign of him or Gwen, which was concerning . He leaps off the edge and onto the roof, rotating around to find his desired targets. Jackal must've been there because Jackal said that he wouldn't be leaving his current position, but he could've been lying.

"Hello?" Spiderman called out despite knowing that it was vain. "Jackal, it's me, the man you wanted to see."

"You mean the stupid nerdy kid? How's your tongue by the way? Healed up?" Jackal's voice rang out somewhere.

Spiderman looked high and low off the rooftop but there was still no Jackal nor Gwen in sight. "Karen, can you trace the sound of that voice?"

"To your north," Karen said rather quickly. "The voice appears to be coming off the side of the building."

Spiderman turns to the north side of the building and leaps with great distance to the ledge. He looks down over the side of the building to see nothing but traffic down below. He is incredibly confused because there was no possible way that he would have vanished into thin air. Could he?

Then his spider-sense went off and he leaped with a backflip over the threat. Jackal showed himself and he revealed that he was not actually trying to punch Spiderman, but make him alert of his presence by making it as if he was trying to attack him (and to most likely make it clear that he knows that he has a spider-sense). Jackal turns around and faces Spiderman with a pensive look. "Glad to know that you still keep your mind open."

"Alright Jackal," Spiderman began, hoping that this was some kind of friendly message about another supervillain and not an attack. "You better have good news for calling me here with Gwen's phone. I swear, if she is hurt, then I will toss you in jail myself."

"I would never hurt a person like Gwen," Jackal said sincerely, raising his hands to show sincerity. "I would never hurt someone without a very good reason at least."

"Is that your tact way of saying you do hurt people sadistically?"

"You're aiming your web-shooters at the very wrong person. I am actually very sane and I can prove it." He put his hands down to his sides.

"Really, how?" Spiderman challenged, ready to attack if he had to. "By making another supervillain who can manipulate water to drown the city in a wall of water? Using biochemistry to create a Nazi made out of bees? A walking pile of sand? How? And are you still tempted to tell me that what you are doing is necessary? Well, get this: What you are doing is evil."

"Necessary evil," Jackal corrected, voice booming as if he was proud of his statement. "I would like to think." He walked towards Spiderman with confidence, his gloved hand resting on the top of his Jackal mask, but still keeping it on to conceal his identity. "Spiderman, I am actually a good person. I am someone who does not like seeing people in pain, but I will cause people pain if I feel it's necessary."

"Miles," Spiderman called Jackal by his first name, hoping it would get through to him and unearth humanity that has been buried underneath that Jackal mask. "How the hell did you get this way?"

And just like that, Jackal ceased talking completely. Whether Miles was stunned underneath his mask or impressed, Peter couldn't tell. "What happened to you, Dr. Warren."

Jackal removed his hand from his mask and sighed loud and longingly through his mask, almost giving off the impression of anger. "Maybe something was meant to happen. Maybe a little lab accident at the ESU caused me to be this way."

"What?"

Peter had a flashback of when he was bitten by Redips at the college. A fire had started for reasons unknown at the time and it seems like now he was going to get a clear picture as to what really went down.

"Miles Warren was trying to create a medicine to rid humans of incurable diseases. It would increase not only their metabolism but their physical bodily structure. A human being with all prior attributes like running, fighting, speed, all enhanced to such a massive degree. A fully amplified human being. The experiment goes a little haywire and chemical fumes cause nitrogen to combust and spark a tiny but lethal fire. Miles Warren inhaled the chemical fumes by accident and died shortly thereafter."

Peter could literally not believe what he was hearing and if felt like his heart stopped drumming in his chest. "What?" Miles Warren, dead? "You have to explain who you are then."

"The only man left in the room," Jackal began explaining. "I was interested in seeing what Miles Warren had about curing the incurable so I went down to the lab to get a first-hand look. Not only did Miles Warren inhale the flames, but so did I. I am still trying to understand why I survived, but the serum worked. All my regular human characteristics traits enhanced. Healing, sensing, eyesight, I can almost border precognition just like you."

And just like that, it was like Peter was looking at himself in the mirror. "You had these powers for the greater good, why didn't you use them for the greater good? Who are you and where's Gwen?"

"Ah, Peter," Jackal said in his deep voice. "You really think…." he switched to his normal voice. "Do you really think that I would hurt my own…"

Spiderman's eyes widened as he realized whose voice had a direct match to the voice he was hearing. The Jackal grabbed his mask and slowly, he removed it from his head to reveal the blank face of George Stacy. "...Daughter."

"Captain," Peter whispered astonished. He stepped back in shock and horror. "It was you the whole time? How did you know it was me as Spiderman?"

Jackal already had an answer and he was hoping that he would ask. "Simple. When I was on the Statue of Liberty with you, your left hazel eye was exposed and my amplified photographic memory made me realize that Peter Parker has the same hazel eye. That was how I was able to deduce that Spiderman and Peter Parker were one and the same."

"Captain!" Peter yanked off his mask, sensing that it was no longer useful for him to be wearing his mask. "Where is Gwen? I know she's your daughter, so that means you wouldn't hurt her."

Jackal grinned at Spiderman slyly like a fox. "You are true, but…" He backed towards the edge and reached down to grab something with one hand. A person with a bag over their head and their hands and legs tied together via cords from a powered lamp or something. How Peter didn't notice the hostage before, that was beyond him. Most likely, Jackal could've stored the hostage underneath the ledge directly, most likely hooking them to some kind of rebar by the shirt. He threw the hostage to the ground two feet in front of him but was kept a good twenty feet away from Peter. The hostage was curled up in a fetal position

"You snatched a hostage?" Peter raised his wrist and shot a web out for the hood. Jackal caught the web in mid-air with something amazing speed, he yanked the webbing from the web-shooter and tore it in half. "What the hell?"

Jackal crouched down and yanked the hood from the hostage's face, revealing a gagged Gwen underneath. "GWEN!" He dived for her, but his spider-sense stopped him in his tracks. Jackal already rolled the torn webbing up to make a sphere web and hurled it at Peter's chest. He was able to backflip, but not before the webbing hit him in the leg and trapped his foot to the ground. He shot more webs at Jackal, only for him to catch all of them and remove them from the web-shooters.

While Peter tried freeing his foot from his own webbing after not realizing how strong his webbing actually was, Jackal went on to explain what he was doing. "Remember our little dinner conversation from last night? I was telling you how that there comes a time where you must do what is necessary instead of what is right? Well, today, I am going to help prepare you for that."

"What kind of sick game is this?" Peter was close to freeing his foot entirely, he just had to keep the police captain talking. "How is this going to work if you tie up your daughter?" He shoots a web bullet at Jackal, who jerked his head to the left and the web went flying into space.

"I love my daughter, and that is why I know you will do the right thing right now or at least try to do it. Are you ready? We are going to play a game. The game is, you must kill one of us to save the other." Jackal unzipped his black jacket to show a small silver circular device embedded within his bare chest. "This little device that I implanted in my chest is a heart monitor." He then lifts Gwen to her knees, removes the gag from her mouth gently and forced her to open her mouth, to reveal a silver bullet shaped device at the back of her wisdom teeth. "This little device that I've implanted in my daughter's mouth is connected to my heart monitor. You see, for every beat, my heart gives off from adrenaline, it charges up the bullet to denote. Not a TNT explosive weaponry like that, but a cyanide substance that will kill her in a matter of minutes."

Peter's world stopped spinning, his heart dropped, he felt weak as a bag of weathers. He didn't even try to free his foot from his web. "No….you poisoned your own daughter….why?"

"Because I am trying to show you that when you face a decision where the bad choice is unavoidable, then you must choose the lesser of the two evils. The needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few. I am trying to make New York City safe again by making sure that you know that all life is precious, but you must make the hardest decision there is and that it is inevitable. Consider this your training."

"You are going to go to jail for attempted murder," Peter vows as he rips his foot free. "I will make sure of it."

"Listen to me, you stupid nerdy kid without glasses."

"Peter, don't do what he wants!" Gwen calls out, mumbling through the bullet in her mouth. "Don't do what he wants!"

"I know you love my daughter, but there is no third option. You either kill me or kill my daughter." Jackal's voice had a hint of regret in him, showing to some degree, he was unsure about the odds, but he quickly removed any regret within him. "I am willing to gamble with my daughter's life, knowing that my daughter's boyfriend will do whatever he has to do to protect her."

"What is your sick and deluded game, Mr. Stacy?" Peter challenged. "What could you possibly have in store for me?"

"Simple," Jackal said matter-of-factly. "All you have to do is kill me before my heart charges the bullet in her mouth. You knock me out or leave my adrenaline pumping for too long, then Gwen dies and you wouldn't have killed her. However, if you kill me, through any necessary means, then the bullet in her mouth will deactivate and her life will be spared. As I said, there is no third option here."

"I don't want to kill anyone," Peter said fearfully but put on his Spiderman mask. "There must be something we can do. You must love your daughter, please don't do this."

"I do love my daughter and I trust you to make the necessary decision here. There will come a point in your life Spiderman where there is no right decision. There is only the lesser of two evils; bad or worse. Would you rather save your aunt and let the eight million people of New York die, or would you do the opposite? You choose Aunt May, you are saving only one woman, one sister, one aunt. You save the eight million, and you are saving not only aunts, women, and sisters, but mothers, fathers, son, daughters, uncle, husbands, grandfathers, a lot of them. The right thing would be to save your family, and the only necessary thing to do would be not to save your Aunt May. This is just like this, Peter. Think of me as one soul, and Gwen is New York itself. I represent the one son, father, uncle, and she represents the millions of aunts, mothers, and sisters. There is a right in this decision but the right thing is the necessary thing. Fight for Gwen and New York itself."

Jackal studied Spiderman hard with a glare, exhaling deeply with one hand reaching to his animal mask to put it back on his face while the other hand zips up his jacket. "But, you have to fight to make a decision like this, so I won't be taking it easy on you." He lunges for Spiderman without any warning or hesitation. Peter yanked his mask back on and shot a web grenade at Jackal. The gooey webbing stops Jackal from running, but he ripped free from the webbing and threw a punch at Spiderman, nearly clipping him in the jaw if he hadn't jerked his head back.

"Gotta get my adrenaline pumping," Jackal said simply. He swings a few more unsuccessfully hits at Spiderman's face. Spiderman reeled one of his fits back and threw it forward, aiming for Jackal's side. He felt his knuckles crunch on impact and a terrible sensation of pain shoot through his arm. He nursed his broken fingers and barely had a chance to duck. But after he ducked, Jackal kneed him in the face, bringing Spiderman up to a stiffened position and punched him hard across the jaw.

Spiderman now remembered what his own blood tasted like. Jackal uppercuts Spiderman off the ground and he almost falls over the edge of the building. Spiderman lies on his back, continuing to clutch his broken fingers of his right hand painfully and with his unbroken left hand, he shoots a taser web at Jackal as he ran for him. The villain did stop in his tracks but in confusion rather than anguish. He just looked at the taser webbing on his chest and tore it off his jacket, the pain practically nonexistent.

Spiderman shot all kinds of web combat variants at Jackal, but all he did was either shrug it off, dodge it, or rip it all while continuing to attack Spiderman on the ground. Jackal dived for Spiderman on the ground, pushing him back with his head hanging over the edge, and sits on his stomach while using his feet to keep Spiderman's hands at bay and using his hands to knock some sense into Spiderman.

Gwen couldn't bear seeing her father beat her boyfriend relentlessly. She could also not believe the position he put her in. She understands that his heart was in the right place, but his methods were completely antagonistic and absurd. She could not imagine the anguish that Peter would feel if he failed to save her, which would hurt more than killing somebody directly. She was not going to allow her boyfriend to do that for her. She also loved her father, but Spiderman was a much more important figure in this city who really could make a difference. Her father already created two powerful villains and killed one of them. She refused to shed any tears because she knew that if it meant saving Peter and this city from the Jackal, then she would kill the Jackal for Peter so he would not have to go through the pain of killing someone. That kind of trauma of killing someone could lead him to a deep depression. She was willing to bear that depression for him.

That's not my father, Gwen thought seriously, trying to justify her actions to herself. My father died at ESU in the fire.

Jackal punched Spiderman across the face a few times that his mask was actually starting to tear and expose his mouth and right eye. With his arms pinned and Jackal sitting on his chest, Spiderman kicked Jackal in the back of the skull. Apparently, he was not expecting it and he almost went falling over the edge and down an alleyway. He thrusts his hands on the edge and stops just in time. He sits back up on Spiderman, abruptly lifting his mask and vomited blood on Spiderman's chest. After that, he was pushed all the way off of Spiderman and to the side. Spiderman jumps to his feet, groans in disgust at the bloody vomit on his chest, and kicks Jackal in the stomach. The villain shows no pain and hammers his fist into the young hero's knee. Spiderman felt his leg go numb and he backed away from Jackal.

Gwen tried spitting the bullet out of her mouth, but it was drilled in real good. When Jackal first drilled the bullet in her wisdom teeth, it didn't hurt at all and was honestly the most painless dentist experience she has ever had. Instead of focusing on how much time she had before the cyanide would kill her, she focused on the time she still had to free her wrists from the cords. She used the sweat from her hands to rub on her wrists to make her hands slide through like butter. There was a reason her father chose power cords over duct tape because they were extremely difficult to break through.

Spiderman resets his Kneebone back into place painfully with a loud pop of the bone and tells Karen to activate instant-kill mode on the lowest difficult possible. Once it was set, he went after the Jackal.

Even with powerful punches that the instant-kill mode offered, they still had almost little to no effect on Jackal. It was almost like his original high pain tolerance was jacked up to eleven and was practically unable to feel any pain. Jackal caught Spiderman's hand with the broken fingers and wrapped his free hand around the web shooter on that wrist and crushed it, spewing small volumes of webbing around his own fingers. Spiderman groaned in frustration and pain and struck Jackal in the temple with his other hand. The animal caught Spiderman's fist but reacted too late when Spiderman kicked him in the stomach and sent him back a few feet and staggered towards the side.

With his back turned to Spiderman, the young hero shot another web grenade at Jackal's back. He sensed it but wasn't able to do anything in time because the device embedded itself on the back of his jacket and trapped him in gooey webbing. He tore through the first layer of webbing, until Spiderman shot seven more web grenades, practically trapping him like a mosquito in tree sap.

Jackal was now having an extremely difficult time getting out of the webbing. As he tried freeing himself, Gwen yanked her hands through the cords, freeing her arms before she went to free her legs. She scatters to her feet and looks over to the edge that she was just hanging from before Spiderman got there. She was literally dangling from rebar. She found the loose hook-shaped bladed rebar and tore it from the building. She now had rebar about two feet long in her hand and she was going to use it to stab her father.

Gwen sneaks up on her father and stabs the rebar deep into his back. Unfortunately, it did not pierce as far as intended as only one-fourth of the rebar was buried in his back. Jackal actually felt the pain and backhanded Gwen across the face with as little force as possible. Gwen fell to the ground with a grunt and gazed at her father with shock. He just hit his own daughter, but he didn't seem to care because he was reaching for the rebar to either plant it deeper into his back or to yank it out and use it as a weapon against Spiderman.

The latter most likely because Jackal kicked Spiderman across the jaw when he had the chance. Spiderman punched Jackal back across the face as hard as he could and threw him to the side. Spiderman moved towards Gwen and crouched down to meet her level. "Are you all right? Did he hurt you?"

"No," Gwen answered, still in a state of shock. She nearly gasped upon seeing Peter's bloody mask and face and she touched her own face to make sure that she wasn't bleeding. "I just can't believe he slapped me across the face."

"You tried to kill him," Spiderman realized, almost choking upon the revelation. "Why?"

"I don't want you to go through the pain of killing somebody. He is not my father, and I am not going to allow my superhero boyfriend to kill someone. I will take the fall."

Spiderman looked at Gwen and then to Jackal, who was laying flat on his stomach, motionless. He struggled to say what he was saying because he was still conflicted about his decisions. "You have no idea what it's like to take a life," he said as he looked back at her. "I have no idea what to do, Gwen," he cried. "I don't want to kill anybody, but I don't want you to die." He sobbed through his mask and into his unbroken arm. "I have no idea what to do."

"You can't save me without giving a piece of yourself," Gwen said. "I will kill Da- Jackal and I won't feel guilty. There only right thing here is to save a life and the only necessary course of action is to take a life away to save that life, only the bad or worse. Let me make the bad decision and spare my life instead of you making the decision that could leave you with PTSD."

Jackal's left eye shot open and he heard everything that his daughter said. His daughter was really going to kill him and try to cheat Spiderman out of making a choice that was made specifically for him? He understood what his daughter was saying, but he felt cheated himself completely. He felt like his daughter spat on him and was stepping on his toes. He still loved his daughter, but this kind of betrayal is something he never expected. This time, he really was indeed going to up the odds. He was going to put Spiderman in a situation where it was either him or Gwen and it was going to be a timely decision. Certainly after damaging his one web shooter was definitely something that was going to play a big role in what he was going to do next.

Jackal blocks all the pain in his body, kips up, and charges at Spiderman. He knew that he would trigger his spider-sense, which only motivated him to work faster.

Spiderman turned his head to the right, saw a fist coming for his head, and tried to jerk his head out the way, but he was unable to dodge the punch in time and the fist collided hard with his jaw, rendering him numb and falling over to the side and almost over the edge. Jackal grabs Gwen by the throat and hauls her to her feet. He wraps his hands tightly around her throat and begins squeezing, causing veins to protrude in her head and face turn blood red. The small ounce of humanity within him prevented him from killing his daughter but instead wrap his elbow around her throat, but in a gentle way to make sure that she would still be able to breathe.

Spiderman groans and leaps back to his feet and with his back turned to them, eyes widen as his spider-sense warned him of a danger that he has yet to encounter until now. Out of fear, he turns around slowly to see Jackal choking his own daughter. "Jackal, what are you doing?"

"I have your woman here," Jackal states sarcastically as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "Either you save me or save Gwen."

At this point, Peter has just about had it with Jackal and his behavior. "That cuts it animal-boy. Up to now, I've been really friendly and all- considering your problems and all- but when you wrap your hands around my girl's throat, the gloves are off." Peter now knew what he was going to do. He was going to kill the Jackal and save Gwen. At this point, anything would be better than Gwen dying right in front of him. "Karen, reset instant-kill mode to the highest level possible."

"I thought you'd never ask," Karen says snidely.

"Not that web-slinger," Jackal groans, vomiting more blood on the inside of his mask, the sound of him throwing up making both Peter and Gwen gag. "Say goodbye to one of us, because…" He looks over the edge behind him and smiles at how high they were. "One of us is going to die and I hope that it's me."

"Peter?" Gwen says with wide eyes as her father does the most unexpected thing by leaning back and allowing himself to fall over the building.

"NO!" Peter shouts hysterically. He dives forward and over the edge. As if everything happened in slow-motion, Peter stared into Gwen's terrified eyes as she fell with her father down seventeen stories. Peter did what he did best: He shot a web out, aiming for Gwen's chest, all while he gazes into her eyes as she falls, the only thing on his mind, is that he has to save Gwen because he could not live without Gwen. The web grabs Gwen's stomach, but that was not a victory itself. They were still falling and he had to do something to stop them from falling, something to grab onto.

A smile was brought to Peter's face as he heard a helicopter flying above him. With two fingers, he disconnects the web from his web-shooter, puts it in his left hand, rotates his body to a ninety-degree angle, all while still looking at Gwen, and blindly fired a web from his right hand. The web sticks to the helicopter above him as it stops flying forward. He holds onto both webs tight as he stops falling just as he was almost halfway down the building.

Heartbreakingly, Peter did not hear the dreadful SNAP!