Hehe! I'm back! And I hope you all had a Merry Christmas! I wish you a Happy New Year and lots of reviews on your own stories! By the way I'm making a comic out of this and I'm just about to put the first page on! It's on Deviantart under the user saburu91. I did have a second page but it got messed up while travelling between laptop and computer... Enjoy!
Bob was having a pleasant day at work. He got a good parking space, the donut with the yellow sprinkles and a date from his long simmering crush Bobbinet. Yes, life was very good for Bob. Until the doors exploded, revealing the thought dead Doctor Octopus, handling a teenage Goth boy, with red hair and eyes, wearing a set of swirl goggles. The boy gave a nervous smile and waved.
"Ah, yea, sorry about the door. We couldn't fit through so we broke it. I hope that's okay..."
All hell broke loose. Octavius was having trouble trying to keep peoples heads intact from the aggravated smart arms.
"Screw them! Keep walking! Maybe if we get to the generator, Spiderman might back off!" said Jack. Octavius agreed with this idea and, flinging some people aside, continued going to the centre of the station
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Spiderman leapt onto the wall and stayed there as employers of the power station ran out. He looked beyond the broken door just in time to see Doctor Octavius and his captive go deeper into the building. His eyes behind the mask frowned with worry. He didn't know if he should be happy that the doctor survived or mad that he had gone back to his evil ways. For now he just hoped that the doctor wasn't going to do what he thought he was going to do...
In the meantime, Octavius and Jack had slowed down in the deserted passageways. Octavius took this as a time to catch his breath. He bent over and forced deep breaths into his oxygen starved lungs.
"You okay?" asked Jack, worried about the older man's health. He really needed to do some exercise. From the looks of it, Octavius was a bit chubby but couldn't exactly see (not that he wanted to) since his olive green trench coat was buttoned up.
"Yes, thank you for your concern." grumbled Octavius, sounding anything but thankful. Jack shot him a glare but stayed quiet. He was set down and walked the rest of the way towards the generator. Nothing was said among themselves. They soon arrived at a steel door, marked with the yellow sign showing an electric bolt striking a man. Underneath that was the word GENERATOR. Wasting no time on turning the handle, Octavius tore the door, much like the previous ones and walked in, Jack right behind him.
The generator room was huge. Lights, blinking on and off covered the walls and a huge machine, humming at low volume, took up most of the area. Octavius walked up to a computer, which occupied a small area next to the left of the generator and typed something in. Jack sighed and leaned againstò the massive machine.
"What are you two boys doing?"
Octavius looked up, not surprised by Spiderman's entry. He smiled and continued typing for a few seconds before walking over to Jack.
"I suggest backing away." grinned Octavius.
"We can do this the easy way or the hard way Otto." Spiderman warned him, ready to attack.
"Either way, the boy can't come with you." continued Octavius. Spiderman looked at Jack, who waved back.
"You'll have to explain why." asked Spiderman.
"Because he's my uncle."
The room turned silent as everyone stared at Jack's answer. Octavius recovered first.
"Um, yes I'm his uncle."
"I don't believe that for all the tea in China, Japan AND Korea!" snapped Spiderman.
"What's so hard to believe about that?"
"Unfortunately it's true." sighed Octavius, catching on to JackÕs plan.
"But you don't have any common features!!!"
"He has a step sister you know..."
"No he doesn't!"
"I'm sorry, are you saying you know my family better than myself?" retorted Octavius. His tentacles rose up in annoyance.
Do not get pulled in to this boy's behaviour, Father
Shut up, it's called having a bit of fun
"Look, my mum was in a bit of trouble with the law so she sent me to live with him for a couple of weeks until she gets out of jail!" explained Jack. Even though he lied, he was making it SO believable that even Octavius was having trouble remembering it was a lie. And we all know how good a liar Jack is...
"Great! Now I get to destroy Spiderman, Doctor Octopus and his pitiful nephew!"
Everyone looked up as the roof slowly peeled away revealing the Green Goblin once again. He flung the peeled piece of roof behind him before zooming in with his glider.
"Hi there!" waved Jack.
"Don't make a further fool of yourself." Octavius sighed. One of his tentacles reached over to the computer, ready to press a button.
"Anyone comes any closer, the generator will overheat and blow up. Taking you with it." explained Octavius. The Green Goblin and Spiderman each took a step back. The Green Goblin suddenly cackled and grabbed a bomb.
"I don't care who it takes as long as Spiderman is dead! You'll just make it a whole lot sweeter!" giggled The Green Goblin. "Any last words?"
"Can I keep the glider?"
"No."
"Damn..."
With one last laugh he threw the bomb. Spiderman leapt to grab it, doing so successfully. Unfortunately it exploded as soon as it touched his hand. Spiderman, caught in the explosion was propelled backwards hitting the wall hard, rebounding off it and hitting the computer. The effects were instantaneous. The generator stopped its humming and started to rumble. The Green Goblin surveyed the destruction with satisfaction before grabbing the unconscious Spiderman and disappearing through the hole in the roof. That leaves Octavius and Jack to fend for themselves.
"Oh great! We are about to die and the world will think that you're my nephew!" complained Octavius. Jack gave him a sheepish grin. Octavius let out an exasperated sigh and grabbed the boy by the waist, heading towards to door when suddenly he found himself stuck. Jack seemed to be attracted to the generator. The trench coat he wore had caught in between the generator's many cracks.
"Why me?" Jack asked himself as he helped Octavius free his tangled trench coat from the machine.
Father! The generator is not going to explode!
Doctor Octavius gave out a sigh of relief.
"What's wrong?" asked Jack, tugging at his coat.
"My actuators say that the generator won't explode."
But it will send out electric blasts...
Octavius went rigid and pulled harder at the coat. Jack took note of this and pulled at his maximum strength that unfortunately wasn't much. Time seemed to slow down to a crawl as an electric bolt slithered its way from the top of the generator to the very bottom. It jumped in and out of the machine, entwined in other electric bolts until finally it hit the struggling pair with a force only Mother Nature could overpower. Both screamed in pain, as electricity racked their bodies, hitting every nerve. The pain was intensified since both could feel each other's agony, making it a hundred times worse. The trench coat was finally freed but it was obviously too late. The last thoughts Jack had were the thought that when they found his corpse, his good-looking trench coat would be torn. All this happened in two seconds.
Death sat comfortably on his desk. His glasses sat on his bony nose as his skeletal fingers shuffled through his papers.
"Damn it! Jack Spicer and Otto Octavius have a NEAR DEATH experience! Not DEATH experience! My secretary messed up again!" grumbled Death as he set the papers in his 'Near Death' experience folder.
"Now, where will Hitler Junior go under?"
The machine rejected Jack and Octavius, sending them crashing to the wall, before falling down to the floor. The wall cracked and fell on their heads covering them with dust and stone. Their bodies' didn't stir. The smart arms lay sprawled around Octavius body. One of them suddenly twitched before the scarlet light reappeared in its eye. It lifted itself up scanning the area, sweeping its red light through the damage. Suddenly the generator emitted another electric pulse, weaker than the one that had stricken the boys, hitting the tentacle. It made a spasm and flopped down.
"Sweetie, you work too much..." said a worried Rose. Otto looked up from his blueprints. His wife wore a pink robe, her brown hair in a tangle, only achieved after waking up. He sighed and set the blueprints down, rubbing his eyes.
"I'm sorry, the fusion reactor is taking too much of our time isn't it?" he mumbled, offering her a tired smile. She returned it. She approached him and laid a hand on his shoulder. He flinched from her touch as the friction caused a small bolt of electricity.
"Otto?" Rose asked him. She tried to touch him again but instead caused another bolt.
"Otto?"
"Octavius?"
Octavius painfully opened his eyes and looked up. Jack and his smart arms looked down on him. They all looked concerned. Octavius tried to get up but another wave of agony hit his spine.
"Can you please not move?" grumbled Jack feeling the pain. Octavius couldn't help but grin even though the situation wasn't appropriate.
"What happened?" Octavius asked, holding his head from the oncoming headache. Jack got up, staggering a bit already feeling the headache coming on.
We survived the generator and are back at the warehouse. You've been unconscious for 3 days.
Are you okay Father?
Yes Daddy is fine...
Octavius nearly bolted upright at this new voice in his head. He slowly turned his head towards Jack. The boy in question had his maniacal grin again.
"You did not just speak in my mind."
"I think I just did!" Jack taunted. Octavius jaw dropped. His mind was the last place he could call his own. Now this!
Isn't it cool?!
Hang on, when did his smart arms sound this enthusiastic?
"What are you doing?" asked Otto. His wife was on his personal computer, typing. He walked up to her and looked at the screen.
"What are you doing to the actuators?!" he yelled. Was his wife trying to ruin his plans?!
"Oh calm down sweetie. I'm simply giving the smart arms personalities." she answered casually. Otto looked at her dumbstruck.
"But, but..."
"You know I can't have a child! So the smart arms will have personalities like children!"
"But they are used for the fusion project! They can't have the attention span of a three year old child!" Otto complained. Rose sighed and typed something else. She pressed enter and got up from the chair.
"Fine Mr. Mumbles! You can simply activate them when you feel ready." she smirked and kissed the dumbstruck Otto's cheek.
The personalities must have accidentally activated when they got electrocuted. And since the actuators now had a child's personality, he guessed they got bored and started talking to Jack. How he managed to get to talk back he didn't know.
Octavius fell back again. Pain hit his spine, getting a yelp from Jack but he didn't care.
"This cannot be happening to me..." he groaned. The smart arms bunched around him looking down on him like doctors.
"Well it obviously is," grinned Jack. "I guess we're partners now!"
"Don't you dare utter those words again!" threatened Octavius, pointing a finger at Jack from his lying down position.
"Fine then..." sighed Jack, shaking his head. "Now what do you want? Bueno Nacho or McDonalds?"