Sport21: Haha, thanks. I thought it would an interesting thing for the two of them.

Man285: Haha.

Death Fury: His playful nature has always been an interesting presence around her down to business personality.

Adamh619: Well…do you at least like the song?

OfficialUSMWriter: It is indeed. Yeah, he would do something like that wouldn't he?

Chapter 3: Conversation With Myself

(New York City, Manhattan, Osborn Penthouse, present, an hour later)

Norman Osborn hadn't been able to sleep for the past few days, his…problem…had been messing with his mind. Though the man assured himself that this nightmare would be over soon, things were just getting worse. He's on his bed right now sitting at the edge with his head in his hands.

'Get a hold of yourself Norman. That nightmare is over! Get a grip you fool!' Norman growled in his mind.

'That's something we can agree on: you are a fool! Hahahaha!' The cackling voice laughed tauntingly in Norman's mind.

'You! Get out of my head! You were defeated by Spider-Man!' Norman snarled in his mind.

'Perhaps, but the itsy bitsy spider won't crawl back up the water spout once I'm done with him! Hahahaha!' The voice scoffed.

'Not if I have anything to say about it! You will not return! I will not allow it!' Norman snarled in his mind.

'You?...You?!...YOU?! HehaaehehahehahahahahaHAHAHAHAHA! You are a weak fool! You are as spineless as a slug compared to me! I am stronger than you could've ever hoped to be!' The voice hissed in reply.

'You will never take my life from me again you fiend! I've had too much of it stolen by your filth!' Norman growled in response.

'Ah ah ah! Flattery won't win you the day. Hahahahaha!' The voice just laughed, amused by Norman's anger.

Norman clutched his head in pain, his hair was soon soaked by sweat. His teeth clenched as he growled like a mad dog, eyes bloodshot.

'You're not going to take away my life again!' Norman hissed in his mind.

'Hahahaha! You think yourself my superior! You are weak! Pathetic! You never matched up to me and you never will! Hahahaha!' The voice scoffed.

Norman went into his bathroom and looked through the cabinets for his Advil. His headache was getting worse.

"Where is it? Where's the damn Advil?" Norman grunted, teeth bared and eyes narrowed.

He eventually found them and swallowed a pill. He stared at himself in the mirror. He was breathing heavy, his body sweating. His face looked pale and he had bags under his eyes. He closed his eyes, trying to push away the pain.

"You look terrible." A voice said.

Norman opened his eyes and gasped, in the mirror he saw his former alter-ego: The Green Goblin. Goblin grinned at Norman, all his jagged teeth forming a sinister smile.

"Y-You? B-But h-how?" Norman gasped.

"Like I told you: I never left. Heh heh heh." Green Goblin taunted, arms crossed grinning from pointed ear to pointed ear.

"No, you can't be here! You can't be! S-Spider-Man…he…he defeated you! Your essence was literally shorted out of my body!" Norman cried, his eyes wide with fear.

"Bah! You truly believe something like that could extinguish my pursuit for power? You truly do not know yourself." Green Goblin scoffed, his voice having a hint of disappointment.

"You are not me! And I am not you!" Norman spat, teeth bared and eyes narrowed.

"Heh heh, you're more of a fool than your idiot son." Green Goblin scoffed.

"My son is not an idiot!" Norman growled.

Green Goblin chuckled, his smug grin spreading across his ugly green face. His pale yellow eyes were lit with an amused glint. Norman growled angrily, hands slowly clenching into fists.

"Hahahaha, you need me Norman. Your strength is all but nonexistent without me! I am your true strength! Your true power! Your true you!" Green Goblin laughed.

"No! No! NNOO!" Norman growled, hands clutching his head in pain.

Norman's head was burning greatly, his headache worsening by the minute.

"Face it you pathetic fool: You are nothing without me! Hahahaha!" Green Goblin laughed tauntingly.

"No! You are nothing! I am stronger! You will not succeed!" Norman bellowed, clutching his head.

"Dad?..." Another voice said.

Norman turned to see his son, Harry, staring at him with wide shock filled eyes. The teen gasped at the sight of his father. The man's clothes were soaked in sweat, his face is beet red, and he all over just looked incredibly terrible.

"Dad…how sick are you?" Harry asked, his voice thick with worry.

"I-I'm fine son. Why don't you make some popcorn so we can watch a movie?" Norman replied, his voice stammering every word.

"Heh heh, so weak this one. I have felt the utter disappointment he was to you." Green Goblin taunted.

"Dad?..." Harry said.

'He doesn't seem him…this is just probably some kind of hallucination from all my stress.' Norman grunted in his mind.

"You truly believe that? You are more of a fool than I thought! Hahahahaha!" Green Goblin laughed.

"I am no fool." Norman snarled.

"Dad?" Harry gasped.

"…Just…having a conversation with myself son." Norman stuttered, trying to sound calm.

"…O-Ok…" Harry stammered.

Harry started to walk away, but turned to look at his dad again then left. Green Goblin began to laugh hysterically.

"You find this funny?" Norman hissed.

"Isn't it obvious? Hahaha! This is priceless! He thinks you're going insane!" Green Goblin answered.

Green Goblin continued to cackle, to which Norman only groaned as he clutched his head in pain.

"You aren't real! You aren't real! You're gone!" Norman snarled, his voice thick with pain.

"Ohh I'm real old friend…and I'm not going anywhere ever again." Green Goblin chuckled.

'No…No…It isn't real Norman…It isn't real! You just got your life back together! You and your son are closer than you've ever been! Don't let this hallucination take that all away from you! You're stronger than that!' Norman tried to assure himself in his mind.

"Oh this is far from over old friend…far from over…it hasn't even begun. Hahahahahaha!" Green Goblin snarled then laughed.

To be continued…