Days later…the funeral was held. The clouds were grey and dreary as the rain fell upon the casket in which Aunt May lied. It was lowered, and buried right next to Uncle Ben's grave. Everyone remained silent. Not a word was said throughout the entire thing. The funding for it was paid by S.H.I.E.L.D. and Tony Stark, who felt bad for Parker.

Everything was silent until a sick laughter was heard. Within the fog and the grey of the clouds, two yellow eyes could be seen. Peter only gave a slight glance, but he didn't want to fight today. He didn't know if he ever wanted to fight again. He nearly lost his girlfriend, and he lost his other parental figure. He was broken. The laughs just got louder, and the yellow eyes got closer. Everybody had already walked away from the grave…but Peter.

He kneeled in the mud against the tombstone, still saddened by the incident which had only taken place days ago. All that time with Aunt May. Now just dust in the wind…once again the laughing was heard, but Peter didn't bother to look. He didn't care. He couldn't bring himself to. Everything had changed. Where would he live? What would he do? He was still young, about the age of 17…what could he do?

For the fourth time he heard the laughter and that's when he got up. He walked over to where he heard it he gritted his teeth and shut his eyes as he laid a punch to what he thought was the Green Goblin…here to mock him, but when his eyes opened…he just found a tree he dented with his hand. He frowned and slumped against the tree.

Then the voice of the Goblin could be heard again as he said "Tough break, huh?" Peter looked to his left to see the purple boots and the green scaled legs. "Why are you here?" he asked. "Because I want to mock you, Peter. You never did care about me, did you?" Goblin explained.

"Why did you have to take her from me?" he asked as his head went into the palms of his hands.

The Goblin looked at him oddly and said "But I didn't take her from you."

Peter removed his face from his hands and asked "You…didn't?"

Goblin shook his head. "No. I wouldn't stoop to your level of murder!"

"I DIDN'T KILL ANYBODY, NORMAN!" Peter screamed out, clearly sick of the Goblin's mindgames.

"NORMAN? YOU KILLED NORMAN! YOU ABANDONED ME!" The Goblin screeched right back as his hands wrapped around his mask. "YOU WANT TO KNOW WHAT, 'FRIEND?' NORMAN IS DEAD! I SHOULD HAVE BEEN GIVEN MY BIRTHRIGHT! BUT THAT KINGSLEY TOOK IT! AND SPIDER-MAN TOOK MY BEST FRIEND AND MY FATHER!" The hands then yanked the mask away and what Peter saw shocked him. It was…Harry.

"Harry?" Peter asked slowly, he couldn't accept this. He just couldn't.

"THAT'S RIGHT, 'FRIEND!'" Harry said in a demented tone. "SPIDER-MAN RUINED MY LIFE! I MISS HANGING OUT WITH YOU, PETER! BUT EVER SINCE YOU BECAME THAT BUG, YOU LEFT ME IN THE DUST! YOU LEFT ME BEHIND! IT ISN'T FAIR!"

"Harry…" Peter began to explain, but before he could Harry backhanded him.

"DON'T 'HARRY' ME, FRIEND!" he roared in rage "YOU TOOK MY FATHER! AND YOU TOOK MY BIRTHRIGHT! BUT MOST OF ALL, YOU LEFT ME!" His rage soon turned to tears. "YOU LEFT ME WITHOUT ANYTHING! I NEVER MOVED IN WITH MY GRANDMA, I NEVER EVEN KNEW MY GRANDMA! SHE DIED BECAUSE OF MY SELFISH GRANDDAD!"

Peter tried to hug his former friend, but he just pushed him away. "Don't touch me unless you intend to fight!" Harry proclaimed as he stepped back.

"I don't want to fight you, Harry…" Peter said, trying to calm him down.

"Well I wanna fight you!" Harry yelled as he tackled Peter into the mud and began wailing on him mindlessly. His attacks had no rhyme they had no reason, just going up senselessly throwing his fists down on his friend. Peter could have fought back, but he chose not to fight. "WHY AREN'T YOU FIGHTING?" Harry screamed in confusion.

"Because you're still my friend, Harry, I can't fight you." He replied as he kept on getting beat down.

Harry once more screamed, but he didn't scream anything, it was just insane jibber jabber that eventually turned to laughter. Laughter and tears, Tears for his father, tears for his friend, but most of all, tears for himself.

Then in the distance, the Hobgoblin flew down and delivered one haymaker to the face of the young Osborn, causing him to land face first in the mud. Peter tried to combat the Hobgoblin, but he just shoved him away into the mud as well.

Hobby picked up the young Osborn, and then something happened. A news reporter ran up to him, and cameras were there, at first Hobby took this as a sign he should leave, but then something he didn't expect happened. The reporter began giving him praise. He grinned, as the gears turning in his head gave him an idea.

"You just stopped the infamous Green Goblin! Could it be that perhaps we misperceived you, ?" the reporter asked him.

Hobgoblin humbly beamed and said "Perhaps. I'm not a real villain. I'm just a guy trying to make the streets cleaner. I was taking over the gangs of New York to put an end to them!"

The news reporter gave a wide smile and said "Well smile, . You're on live television right now! Everyone in this entire city knows that you're a real hero."

Hobby's humble smile turned into a wide grin and he said "Oh really? In which case I should just…" He then removed his mask and revealed Roderick Kingsley beneath.

"You're the Hobgoblin, ?!" the reporter asked, very excited.

"I wanted to hide at first…but now I get that the entire city needs to know who I am. Unlike those crooks like Spider-Man and Spider-Woman…" he said very smugly "I am not afraid to show who I am!"

The reporter nodded with him and asked "Is there anything else you'd like to add, ?"

"Why yes" he began "Remember New York, if you ever got a problem…CALL HOBGOBLIN!"

"Very good! There you have it, folks. Who we thought was the bad guy was really trying to help us after all!" the reporter said as the cameras shut off.

Peter just observed this as he laid on the ground and his eyes went wide. "You can't be serious…" he mumbled to himself.

Kingsley placed his mask back on and picked Peter up as he asked "Are you okay, young lad?"

"Yeah…sure…" he grumbled. Kingsley gave a cheesy smile to one of the reporter's cameras as it snapped a picture and we wiped Peter of some of the muck.

"Well that's just swell to hear, citizen. The Hobgoblin's job is never done." He boasted once again smiling to the camera.

Police cars arrived, and Jean DeWolff stepped out. She sighed and looked at the fallen Harry. "What a shame…" she sighed.

"Should I put 'em in the car?" asked Officer Mulligan. "Of course, Pat. Get this get to Ravencroft. I'll handle the Hobgoblin."

Hobgoblin walked over to Jean and shook her hand. Jean was disgusted and clearly sneered to his yellow face. But Hobby returned a smile. "I should have you arrested." She detested.

"Oh please" Hobby began "You're an inspiration to me, Miss Dewolff." This thought alone made Jean want to gag, but she just said "I'm sure I am, ."

Officer Mulligan threw Harry in the back of the police car and said "We're ready to go, Captain." Jean smiled and though "Thank god, I can't handle this guy." But what she said was "Oh alright, Pat. It was a pleasure…Hobgoblin."

Hobby smiled and waved them off.

As Harry was delivered into Ravencroft, he was thrown into a new cell, alone. He just sat there. He talked to nobody, and the most he did was eat what the guards gave him.

In the cell next door, Cletus Kasady had managed to make a shank from a piece of wood he found lying around.

Otto waddled over to him and asked "Do you have the shank, ?" Cletus nodded as he said "Sure do, man. Do you want me to stab this into the Doctor's flesh, and that'll offset that Eddie?"

Otto nodded and Eddie walked back into the cell, and they stopped talking. A guard told Cletus "It's your time to see Doctor Kafka, Kasady."

Cletus nodded and walked out of his cell. The guard smirked and directed Cletus to Kafka.

"Cletus?" she asked "Where are your restraints?" He just pulled out his shank, and jabbed the Doctor in the thigh. She screamed, and that's when it happened. Black ooze covered Eddie and once again he became the deadly Venom. He broke down the cell walls and defeated all approaching guards.

The guard who escorted Kasady walked into the cell, with the lone Doc Ock and removed his mask, revealing the Chameleon. "Let's get you out of here, Octavius." He said in his thick Russian accent.

"It worked without a hitch" Otto said as he giddily got out of his cell.

Back in the room with Kafka, she was about to be stabbed once more by Cletus, but then Venom slammed Cletus into the ground. Ashley passed out from fear, but Cletus laughed insanely.

"GO AHEAD! KILL ME!" Kasady said, but then a red liquid leaked from Venom and onto him. Kasady then shoved Venom away and chortled. "I feel…different, man…" His body morphed into a red ooze-y form as tendrils grew from his back and his arms. His hands grew into claws, and his teeth became black, and from those black teeth jagged black lines formed. He had the same pure white eyes as Venom, but this clearly was something different.

"WHAT IN THE NAME OF?!" Venom exclaimed before Kasady shoved him aside. "I'm not longer Cletus Kasady…" he said slowly "I AM CARNAGE!"

He then leapt straight out of the ward and into the free world. Eddie wanted to chase him, but he chose to instead take Doctor Kafka to the hospital…