The sound of metal hitting metal echoes throughout the dark room. In its center, a man, he was elderly and short in stature. His gray brows furrowed in anger.

"I'll teach you Osborn." He said as he hit the metal with his hammer again.

"The audacity to steal my tech?"

He slammed the metal once more.

"And parade it around as yours!" He yelled.

He slammed into the metal again.

"I'll show all of you! That I…" he said as he shone the light onto his finished creation, revealing a pair of metal wings.

"...Adrian Toomes is not to be trifled with!" He declared.

A WEEK LATER

After a week of construction, Midtown High was fully rebuilt, unfortunately, the events of last week were still fresh in student's minds.

"Can't believe that Mark did that stuff, isn't he a star player for our school?"

"I can, didn't he bully that Parker guy for years?"

"As far I know, that dick got what he deserved."

"Can we talk about Spinneret and Spider-Man kicking ass though?!"

"Those guys are a bunch of losers, they should just let the police do their jobs!"

Those are the opinions Peter heard as he sat down in the lunchroom. The public opinion on him and MJ's alter egos were divisive, some believed that they were actually helping the city, and others believed that they caused more problems than they fixed, Peter could care less what they thought however, as long as people were safe they could hate on him and MJ however they wanted. At least they seemed to be fine after the whole incident.

"You know, she could've told me that she had something to do before bailing on me at the last second." Peter grumbled as he ate his lunch. It wasn't like he wasn't used to it, but that didn't mean he liked it.

"Wow man, you look pretty lonely here man." A voice said, Peter looked at the source of the voice and saw… Harry Osborn? Peter's eyes widened, Harry noticed this and chuckled.

"I get it man, not everyday you see the son of the C.E.O of a major science company in a public school." Harry expressed.

"What?! W-why?" Peter asked, confused.

"My dad said I needed the experience, so I guess this is it." He said as he sat himself down.

"So, what's got you so down?" Harry expressed. Peter was still confused however.

"Before I answer that, you need to tell me why you decided to talk to me out of all the other better options here?" Peter asked. Harry shrugged.

"Well, I kinda know what being alone feels like, so I kinda just gravitate towards them." Harry explained.

"That's an acceptable response, well my friend had something to do just before lunch started, so I'm stuck alone now." Peter said.

"Ah, so she ditched you?" Harry asked.

"That's a mean way to put it, but yeah she did kinda ditch me." Peter expressed.

"Well, I'll keep you company. First things first, what's your name? Can't keep calling you "dude" you know?" Harry asked.

"Peter Parker. Nice to meet your acquaintance, good sir." Peter said, he smirked as it seemed he made a new friend today.

It was safe to say that Peter and Harry hit off. They both loved comic books, had similar interests in movies and most of all…

"Resident Evil 4 is a masterpiece, the combat, the horror, MMPH! Magnifique!" Peter exclaimed.

"You know I would say that, but Ashley Lowkey pisses me off. She is so useless." Harry bleated, Peter chuckled.

"You say that because you are bad at the game, If you actually did your job, she wouldn't be so annoying." Peter taunted.

"Please, I'm sure that even if you played perfectly, she still would find a way to kill herself." Harry argued.

"Whatever you say man, keep being in denial." Peter expressed. Suddenly a hand came over Peter's eyes.

"Woah!" Peter exclaimed in surprise, Harry's eyebrow's quirked in confusion.

"Guess who Tiger?" MJ said teasingly. Peter chuckled.

"Hey Red." Peter greeted, MJ giggled as she let go.

"Who's this Pete?" Harry asked. MJ now notices Harry's presence.

"Um, who the hell are you? And why do you look so familiar?" MJ asked.

"Oh, you guys haven't met, MJ meet Harry and Harry meet MJ." Peter said, MJ's eyes widened.

"Wait. Harry? As in Harry fucking Osborn? What the hell are you doing in a public school?" She asked, Harry scratched his head sheepishly.

"Why does everyone ask that?" Harry questioned.

"Not exactly a common occurrence dude." Peter added.

"I guess, but anyway, nice to meet you." Harry said.

"Nice to meet you as well Richie." MJ said, Harry chuckled at the nickname before pointing at her.

"I like her, she's funny." He expressed.

"Nice to see you two getting along." Peter noted.

"Oh yeah before I forget, My dad's gonna host a science fair next week, I could convince my dad if you want to come." Harry asked.

"For real!? I've been trying to get tickets for that for months! Bless you man!" Peter exclaimed, MJ and Harry chuckled at his excitement.

"What an absolute nerd." MJ teased.

"That's something we can both agree on." Harry joked.

"Wow, it's like I can't hear the both of you loud and fucking clear." Peter grumbled sarcastically.

"Sorry, sorry. But, what do you say?" Harry questioned.

"Of course. Don't think MJ's gonna come though." Peter notes.

"Oh please, seeing you be dork is a highlight of my day, of course I'll be there." MJ said, Peter gave her a small smile.

"Awesome. Well, I gotta go, see you guys tomorrow?" Harry asked. MJ gave him a thumbs up.

"Yup, we'll be here. We don't miss school usually." Peter answered.

"Nice, see ya later." Harry said as he walked away, he smiled to himself as it seemed he gained two new friends today.

Later in the day, Norman and another man were standing in an observation box overlooking a test room, inside was a stray dog.

"Otto, is everything ready?" Norman asked.

"Yes sir, we can begin testing." Otto confirmed.

"Alright then, begin." He ordered, the other scientists in the room then turned on the machine. A mechanical arm lowered into the chamber, the dog saw it and began to whimper. In its hand was a syringe filled with an orange liquid, the mechanical arm swiftly injected the dog.

At first the dog was scared, then its demeanor changed to that of aggression, it started barking loudly, before turning to the observation box. It began to sprint towards the box before leaping slamming its head into it.

Every scientist recoiled from the impact, then it did it again and again and again before a horrific cracking noise was heard. The room filled with gasps, even Norman's eyes widened in surprise.

The dog was going to do it again, but it suddenly began to convulse violently, wads of saliva began to emit from its mouth, before it finally healed over and died.

There was silence in the observation box as everyone stared at the crack in the glass. Otto turned to Norman nervously.

"S-sir, that was bullet proof glass." He expressed, Norman's mouth curled into a smirk.

"Looks like we need stronger glass." Norman expressed. Norman then turned to everyone.

"Alright then, I'd call this test a success. That's it for today, you can pack up and go home." Norman announced, the scientists still shaken by what just occurred quickly packed up and left, leaving Norman and Otto alone.

Norman's phone then began ringing. He took it out and saw that it was Harry.

"Octavious, clean up the mess in the test chamber, I have something to take care of." Norman said.

"Yes sir." Otto responded. Norman then exited the observation box and answered.

"Harry." Norman said.

"Um hey dad, I have a favor to ask." Harry said.

"And that is?" Norman questioned.

"Could two of my friends get free tickets to the fair you're hosting next week?" Harry asked. Norman scoffed.

"Why should I? Your friends aren't special Harry." Norman stated. He could hear Harry wince over the phone.

"Well… Peter's really interested in science." Harry expressed, Norman's eyes widened.

"Peter? As in Peter Parker?" Norman asked.

"Uh yeah, how did you know?" Harry questioned.

"His father used to work at Oscorp. Of course he can come." Norman expressed.

"Nice, but what about my other friend?" Harry asked.

"She can come along as well. Any associate of the Parkers is a friend to me as well." Norman said with a smile.

ONE WEEK LATER

MJ and Peter stood on the sidewalk waiting for Harry to pick them up. Never liking silence, MJ began speaking.

"So, have you found a way to get some cash to help May?" She asked. Peter sighed.

"Nope, finding a job that's willing to pay a teenager good cash." Peter explained.

"Good cash as in?" MJ asked.

"Pay me more than 5 dollars." Peter expressed.

"Oh, well if it makes you feel better, I just auditioned for a role!" She said excitedly.

"For real?! That's great, MJ! For what movie?" He asked, matching her enthusiasm.

"It's a Broadway show called 'Dancing in Moonlight' and I'll have a minor role but still!" She exclaimed. Peter's eyes widened.

"Holy shit! That's awesome." Peter said.

"Thanks, but I'm kinda nervous you know? What if I mess up?" MJ expressed, Peter placed his hand on her shoulder and gave her one of his bright smiles.

"I'm sure you'll do great, you're Mary-Jane Watson! What's not to love?" He complimented. MJ's face became red at his words, and she began to play with her hair, facing away from Peter's face.

"I can always count on you to make me feel better." She expressed in her head. She turned back to him, face still red and gave him a smile.

"Thanks Tiger." MJ beamed, then a car was heard, the two teens turned to see a whole limousine pull up to the sidewalk they were on. Peter's eyes nearly popped out their sockets.

"Is that…?"

"Mhm, that is a full on limo in front of us Tiger, way to show off Richie." MJ expressed. Harry then stuck his head out with a wide smile.

"C'mon! Scientific adventures await!" Harry exclaimed.

The fair was being held at Central Park, so it was extra crowded at this time. The three teens had pushed through what seemed like endless amounts of people to get where they needed to go.

"Ugh Harry, where are we going? Isn't the science stuff at the center of the Park?" She asked.

"Hold on for a sec, I just want you to meet someone first." Harry explained.

"And who would that be?" Peter questioned.

"It's a surprise. Now just a bit further." He said, after walking just a little bit more the three of them then came across a tent, it was rather large and it was a dark gray color, at its entrance was the Oscorp logo.

They entered and Peter's eyes widened when he saw who widened at who he saw. It was Norman seated behind a desk.

"Good morning, Mr Parker and Ms Watson." Norman greeted.

"M-Mr Osborn?!" Peter shrieked. He quickly covered his mouth due to the volume of his voice. MJ smirked and Harry snickered.

"Smooth, Parker." MJ whispered. Peter let out a nervous chuckle.

"No need to be so nervous, I have been expecting you." Norman expressed.

"Me?" Peter questioned.

"Yes you, who wouldn't be excited to meet the son of Richard Parker." Norman added, Peter's brain felt like it was about to fry itself.

"Y-you knew… my father?" Peter asked.

"Yes I did. Brilliant scientist he was, I'm sure you're going to follow his footsteps. I looked into you, beautiful work in making that flying drone, and out of scraps found in the trash as well? You truly are a genius Peter." Norman praised, Peter laughed nervously and scratched his head sheepishly from the praise.

"I feel like I don't deserve this kind of praise." Peter expressed. Norman placed his hand on Peter's shoulder.

"Well, I think you do, your old man would be proud." Norman said. Peter's eyes became a little wet.

"Thank you, Mr Osborn." He beamed, MJ gave her friend a smile, happy that he was recognized by one of his Idols. Harry however, while happy had… some negative feelings, but he shook those thoughts away.

"Now, you three have been here long enough. Go on, I'm sure you'll find something that'll catch your eye." Norman said. Taking this as their time to leave the three teens did just that.

Norman watched as they left, the smile on his face left immediately, he sighed and went back to the holographic tablet near his desk.

"Looks like he has that same wonder in his eyes that you did Richard.", Norman then smirked, "In a world like this, I wonder where it'll go with time."

"These flight suits will be used to help survey mountains to find survivors buried under the snow." The disembodied AI voice explained.

"This is fucking cool!" Peter squealed.

"Not gonna lie, this is kind of fun. We've seen so much cool shit." MJ expressed. Peter then walked up to Harry and started shaking him vigorously.

"HOW DO YOU LIVE LIKE THIS MAN?!" Peter screamed. Harry laughed.

"I ain't all that interested in science. Plus I see this everyday, so this doesn't really do anything for me." Harry explained.

"You normal people are so weird I swear." Peter stated, MJ chuckled.

"Well, if everyone was like you then you wouldn't be special." MJ reminded him.

"Ay, she's not wrong, not everyone's dad was a brilliant scientist." Harry chuckled. Peter smiled at the mention of his father.

"You know, I always kinda hated him." Peter expresses. MJ and Harry perked up at what he was saying.

"Your old man?" MJ asked, Peter nodded.

"I always thought that he and mom just abandoned me because I was too much of a nuisance. But after hearing what everyone had to say about him, whether it'd be stories, or whatever, I don't think that's the case anymore. So, now I'm kinda proud… to be his son I guess." Peter explained. MJ then walked up to him and playfully socked him on his shoulder.

"Nice that you have an old man to remember so fondly Pete." MJ said with a smile. Peter looked at her in confusion.

"Is that a compliment or…" Peter trailed off.

"Sounds pretty backhanded, not gonna lie." Harry expressed. MJ scoffed.

"Oh my god, why the fuck did you have to ruin the moment. You both suck so much balls." MJ bleated, a smile still present on her face.

"Why are you mad that I called out the weird shit you just said?" Peter jeered as Harry started laughing. MJ was about to say something, but…

"OH MY GOD! MR OSBORN IS BEING KIDNAPPED BY A FLYING MAN IN A BIRD SUIT!", The absurdity of the sentence that came from the woman's mouth caused the three teens to turn around swiftly. Turns out the woman wasn't wrong at all, Harry sped towards the flying man.

"Dad! NO!" He screamed as he ran, Peter and MJ sprung into action. They both bolted into separate hidden places and a few moments later leapt headlong into a pursuit with the flying man.

With Norman, he struggled to break free from the man's grasp.

"Isn't this a blessed day Norman!? Who am I kidding, a thief like you could never understand what I feel." The flying man yelled.

"Unhand me, you old crow!" Norman demanded, the man smiled.

"Well if you say so." He said before dropping him. Norman began to fall, the air breezed past his face as he fell through it but then the breeze slowed down, he wasn't falling anymore.

"WHAT!" The man yelled, Norman looked up to see Spinneret holding onto him whilst swinging away.

"Spin! Get Osborn to safety! I'll buy you time!" Spider-Man yelled as he engaged.

"Was already doing that but okay!" Spinneret yelled back before finally swinging out of sight. Spider-Man landed onto a rooftop and placed his hands on his hips, he tilted his head.

"So, bird brain, what's the big idea ey? Attacking a renowned businessman isn't something a sane person thinks about on the daily." Spider-Man quipped.

"Osborn is no businessman nor is he an inventor, he's a thief and a dirty one at that!" The man exclaimed, one of the eyes on the hero's mask squinted in curiosity.

"Oh really now? How so?"

"He stole my flight technology, those new flight suits you saw? They were mine, he used my ideas to make them." He stated.

"Well, I would believe you, if it wasn't for the fact that you are a madman in a bird costume. I mean you could be lying for all I know." Spider-Man expressed. The man then grew angry.

"Why you…!" He hissed as he detached one part of his sharp metal feathers at the young hero, Spider-Man dodged and leapt towards The man and slugged him across the face, whilst the older man was stunned Spider-Man webbed himself towards the man and punched him this time in the stomach before landing back on the rooftop.

"ARGHH!" The man shouted. Spider-Man chuckled.

"Looks like you're outmatched old man!" Spider-Man shouted, the man growled.

"Just you wait! Once I, the great Adrian Toomes beats you, I will scavenge your corpse, like a vulture!" The Vulture yelled.

"As in, you'll eat me, like an actual… vulture?" Spider-Man questioned.

"No you utter buff… ARGH! I, THE VULTURE WILL SHUT YOU UP ONCE AND FOR ALL SPIDER-MA-!" Vulture was cut off by a foot colliding with his face, he flew into a wall crashing through it, Spinneret landed next to Spider-Man, she winced looking at the property damage she caused.

"And you say I'm destructive." Spider-Man said snidely.

"Shut up doofus, I just… can't control my strength sometimes." Spinneret explained.

"That sounds like an excuse." Spider-Man stated in a teasing tone.

"It does not!" Spinneret exclaimed, meanwhile the vulture was recovering from the punch to the face. He couldn't beat them, there was no way he could as he was an old man and they were both super powered individuals, he had to escape.

Vulture pulled out a device from his pocket that was attached to his wings, on the device was a dial which he then proceeded to turn to the max. He then leapt to the air and with an explosion of speed. The two teens who were once having a friendly argument, now snapped to the oldman speeding through the air. Spider-Man and Spinneret leapt into the air and began chasing him. Vulture turned his head back to see the two of them chasing him.

"Damn brats!" He yelled as he shot out four blade feathers at the duo, they dodged and began to swing faster, but it still wasn't enough to catch him.

"Argh! He's getting away!" Spinneret stated.

"I can see that!" Spider-Man shouted, Spinneret then shot out a web towards the Vulture's wings, which attached to them. Vulture noticed this and then proceeded to spin into a whirlwind of blades, which shredded the webs and the force from him doing so caused Spinneret to be flung into a building. Spider-Man landed onto a wall of the opposite building his partner flew into.

"Spin! You good!?" Spider-Man called out, Spinneret slowly rose from the couch she crashed in.

"I'm good, just give me a good few seconds!" She wheezed out, a bit dazed from the landing.

"Aright, I'll keep chasing him!" Spider-Man said before he began swinging again. Spinneret then fell to the ground as soon as Peter left, she groaned in pain.

"MIRANDA! SOME GIRL CRASHED THROUGH OUR WINDOW!" The presumed owner of the apartment she crashed in yelled.

"WHAT?!" Someone else presumably Miranda yelled.

"SOME GIRL CRA-" Spinneret began to block out the man, his screaming made her headache worse.

Meanwhile, Spider-Man had just barely caught up the Vulture.

"Stupid insect! Leave me alone!" Vulture yelled.

"No can do! I have to stop you! Especially after you threw my friend into a brick wall!" Spider-Man shouted back. Vulture rounded the corner, and Spider-Man followed but when he did the Vulture was gone.

"Huh? Where the hell did he go?!" Spider-Man questioned. Then suddenly, spider sense went off like a siren. He snapped his head back to see the vulture going nearly mach speed coming towards him, unfortunately for him he didn't have time to dodge.

The Vulture's wings slammed into Spider-Man's head. Spider-Man's neck whipped back, his lenses were cracked and his head began spinning. He fell through the sky and crash landed in a dumpster. Through his blurry vision he saw the Vulture flying high above.

"I shall show you mercy this time, bug, you won't be so lucky next time." He declared as he flew away. Spider-Man groaned.

By the time Spinneret dropped Norman off, the fair had all but been abandoned, the paramedics had taken the man from the heroine before she left to battle the villain.

"Dad! Thank god you're okay!" Harry called out.

"Nice to know that you are alright as well my son." Norman said.

"Um, dad, do you know where Peter and MJ are? I ran off without them and now I don't know where they are." Harry asked.

"Well there must have been a commotion. Perhaps they may have separated from you then." Norman replied.

"True…"

"Harry! Mr. Osborn!" Peter called out. Harry turned to see Peter and MJ… limping towards them?

"Pete, MJ? What happened to you guys?" Harry asked.

"Got caught in the stampede of people rushing out of this place, Peter got kicked in the face…" MJ trailed off.

"Yup, that's how I got this black eye." Peter expressed as he pointed at the swollen purple flesh around his eye.

"I fell on a rock and hurt my head, so I'm a bit woozy." She finished.

"If that's so, then you must get to the hospital Ms Watson." Norman stated. She waved the man off.

"No, no. I'll be fine, can you just take us home please?" MJ asked.

"I'm sure we all feel the same way, but just give me a few seconds to talk to the press." Norman said, he then left the teens to talk to a mob of flashing cameras.

After they got home MJ went to bed to sleep off whatever injury she had gotten. Peter also went home, Aunt May hadn't gotten home yet, so he made his way upstairs into his room.

One thing was on his mind however, during the battle with the Vulture, he had noticed something.

"That vulture guy, the back of his wings were huge, so that must mean that the power core must be there." Peter thought to himself, it was a weakness he had hoped he figured out.

"Maybe I can get on his back and rip it off?" He questioned. Then he decided against it, he couldn't even get close to the guy with the sharp wings.

"Wait! An E.M.P might work, I just have to make it small enough to where he doesn't notice it but make it still have enough power to shut his wings off!" He exclaimed, he had a plan, and as quickly as he made it, he got to work.

Adrian had long returned home, he was angered that his plans were stopped by…

"...SOME INSIGNIFICANT BRATS!" He shouted whilst slamming his hand onto his work desk.

"Damn you, DAMN YOU! He was in my grasp and they ruined everything!" Adrian cursed, he had to look over his plan once more.

"Alright, Osborn is too big of a target right now, but maybe I can go after someone smaller, but still close enough to Norman to the point it would hurt to lose him." He expressed, said person came into his mind immediately.

"Harry, the rising star. I'll go after him next week, I'm not fit for it now, those two buffoons injured my old body a bit too much." Adrian said.

"The Osborn legacy is ending soon." Adrian said to himself.