That Same Night
They were staring hard into the distance.
Not moving, not changing positions, just keeping watch.
The only light that lit the dark, cobble-stoned hallway flickered at a nauseating speed; but this could not faze them. They had a job to do and their boss would not appreciate them quitting because of a damn light bulb.
Behind the doors they fend sat Aleksei Systevitch. Due to the nature of his previous breakout, the guards knew that if he escaped again, then they would be given the death sentence.
Then they heard something. A relatively faint noise. It sounded like the sound a light-bulb makes when it burns out. They checked the lamp in the hallway and it was still functioning somewhat properly.
The noise, though, continued to gain speed and volume. Without a warning, a bolt of electricity shot into the lamp, cutting off their only source of light. But what they were about to see didn't require light.
A glowing, blue man shot down from the light fixture and slowly walked toward them.
They then reached for their ballistic weapons and began firing at the man, but these did not stop him, he didn't even slow down to catch is breath, he just kept walking.
The blue man suddenly stopped. He put his hands out in front of him. The guards couldn't tell what he was doing. They continued to aim their firearms and wait.
Before they could react, the blue man shot bolts of electricity at their chests, killing them.
He then looked down the dark hallway to see Mr. Fiers coming to him.
"Good work, Electro," says Fiers.
Electro seized the key to the cell and gave it to Fiers. A smile that brought terror to any who saw showed itself across Fiers' face.
He then shoved the key into the lock and pushed open the locked door to see Aleksei fast asleep in his dirty, soiled bed.
"SYSTEVITCH!" yelled Fiers.
Aleksei stirred a bit then rose from his position. He noticed Fiers and Electro and walks towards them.
"Want another shot?" said Fiers.
Aleksei responded with the nod of a head and with that... the Sinister Six was complete.
Ravencroft Institute for the Criminally Insane (Just after the events of the subsequent section)
Harry's POV
Her soft brown hair falls in luscious curls down her back and bounces up and down as she walks over to me.
"How have you been?" she asks.
"I've never been better," I say sarcastically, "anyways, Felicia, the reason I wanted you here was because I need your help."
"For what? I'll do anything."
"That's what I like to hear, I was hoping you could join my conquest in destroying Spider Man... but first, I need you to get me out of here; and, Felicia, how are your combat skills?"
"Very good."
"Perfect. You know, Felicia, once we get outta here, I was thinking that we could have this whole Bonnie and Clyde thing going, what do you say?"
She nods in agreement. I press myself close to her ear and in a soft voice, I say: "I need you to get a lot of money. You know how to and how much. But don't be seen and let no one know what it's for."
She nods again and walks towards the door. When the broad entryway opens, Fiers stands in the doorway. Felicia trots out of the room like a cat as Fiers enters.
"Your team is complete," he says.
My eyes widen in denial as I look hard into his dark eyes.
"And we have Electro on our side," he says, "along with Mr. Systevitch."
"Everything is turning out to be flawless," I say, "and I am pleased to say that Felicia Hardy has agreed to work with us."
"Wonderful. Now, Harry, I believe it's almost time to get you out."
"Tomorrow is the best time; half of the guards will be at a conference and Ravencroft will be extremely vulnerable... but let no other prisoners out."
"I can't wait to further work with you."
He turns to the door and exits the room, leaving me alone for the last time. By this moment tomorrow, Oscorp will be under my jurisdiction and Spider Man will pay.
Gwen's Room
Peter's POV
The moonbeams shine bright through the window as the crickets chirp outside. I look over at the clock: 3:00 AM. I rub my tired eyes and stare through the glass the separates me from the massive city.
Gwen comes into the room, wearing only her soft bath robe as her hair, soaking wet, swings by her face. She goes over to her dresser and assembles her nightwear.
The wind blows hard against the window as the autumn weather is just beginning to settle in. Gwen climbs into the bed alongside me and turns to my direction.
She intertwines her lips into mine, resulting in a beautiful, passionate kiss that lasts not long enough.
She rolls over to the other side and shuts off her lamp. Complete darkness fills the room as I slowly drift away into sleep.
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"Breaking News! A break out at two different detention centers have just been discovered. The infamous Aleksei Systevitch has again escaped a prison known as the Vault. Meanwhile, at the Ravencroft Institute for the Criminally Insane, Harry Osborne, former owner of Oscorp Industries, has too escaped his prison during a massive explosion. No other prisoners have escaped since then, but we'll keep you posted!"
It almost feels like a dream. I don't fully register the words into my brain until the music from the station blares through the room.
I slowly raise myself up from the bed and look at the television directly across from the bed. Pictures of Aleksei and Harry are plastered onto the screen as Gwen holds tightly to my arm, tears filling her eyes.
"Oh, my God!" she says, "How could this happen?"
She buries her face into my shoulder and begins to sob. I wrap my arms around her, holding her body close to mine as she trembles involuntarily. I grab her shoulders and pull her up to me.
"Nothing is going to happen to you," I say, "Nothing. Trust me, I will keep you safe no matter the cost, Gwen. You are my everything and I'm not going to let you go. I will protect you, I swear."
I place my hand on her cheek and pull her into me. We amorously kiss, slowly and steadily.
"I love you, Peter Parker," she says.
"And I love you, Gwen Stacy."
We continue to embrace, until my phone rings. I seize the device and place it onto my cheek.
"Hello?" I say.
"Oh, my God, Peter, where the hell have you been?" says an urgent voice.
"Wait, who is this?"
"Your damn Aunt!"
I suddenly feel my heart lunge itself into my throat, beating quickly and painfully. I've totally forgotten about her. I haven't seen her in two days, not to mention that I haven't even called her once since then.
"Peter, please come home! With two maniacs on the loose, I don't want you anywhere but here!" she says.
Reality suddenly checks in and I realize that anywhere but there would be the safest place. Harry will be targeting my house.
"Aunt May, listen to me," I say," You get out of the house right now!"
"Wha- Peter, what are you talking about?"
"Aunt May, I mean it, go anywhere but there."
"Peter, I'm just fi-" C-R-A-S-H!
The shattering of glass rips through the phone as the line dies.
My heart drops into my feet as the monotone buzz pierces my ear.
I look over at Gwen, staring at me with glossy eyes. "Gwen, Hide, Now," I say.
"But, Peter,"
"But nothing. Chances are he knows where you live, too, so if he comes I don't want to give him anything to find."
"Peter, what about you?"
"I'll be fine, but I've got to help my Aunt May. The night my uncle died, I promised myself that I would always keep her out of harms way, Gwen... and I intend to keep that promise."
A tear drops from her cheek as she interlaces her lips onto mine. I stroke her beautiful, golden hair, praying that this won't be the last time I taste her lips or feel her locks.
"I love you so much," I say.
"And I love you too."
With that I tear off my clothes and pull the tight, blue and red spandex over my body. Police sirens rip through the air as I hurl myself out the window.
I have no idea what to expect or in what condition Aunt May will be in, not to mention the fear of facing Harry again... or the fear of he already being at Gwen's apartment by the time I get over their.
As these things spin through my head while swinging through the city, I feel the tears soak into my mask.
Gwen, please be safe.