Author's voice: Read ultimate spiderman vol.13 to understand it. Or just wikipedia ultimate spiderman :) Enjoy!
Greer felt her tail flickering nervously under the trench coat she was wearing but kept her icy gaze focused on her mother. "What do you want?" her mother asked finally unable to withstand the tension. "Oh come on mother... Can't a daughter visit her own mother a day before Christmas eve?" Greer asked, her voice steady. "My daughter disappeared two years ago...Thank you for your well wishes but I need to ask you to leave..." Marie said coolly as she returned to her paperwork. Greer's gaze hardened. "Come on mother...Is it really THAT hard to accept me as your own?" she growled as humanly as she could. "If Xavier sent you then tell him not to do so anymore. Your kind has caused me enough trouble for a lifetime. Now please leave..." Marie said simply not even looking up. Greer stood her ground. "I can't.." she replied. "And why not?" "I have no where to go. Nowhere but home..." she said defiantly hoping this would work. Her mother wouldn't just leave her on the streets of New York by herself on Christmas, "No one's that heartless..." Greer reasoned, praying she was right. "Then I hope you find somewhere soon. Leave!" Marie glared. Greer stopped short. "But..." "Leave!" Marie yelled pointing at the door. Greer lowered her head. Reaching into the her bag, she pulled out a nicely wrapped parcel. Slowly she made her way to her mother's desk and dropped the parcel onto it. "Merry Christmas anyway..." she mumbled before picking up her bags and leaving silent tears seeping into her fur.
"MJ c'mon!" Peter screamed into his phone for the tenth time. "Geez Parker no..." a sultry voice sounded from the other line. "But..." "I don't care you are taking me out for dinner tonight.." "But..." "You're too obsessed with your crime fighting gig...You need to loosen up...Have fun! Be an actual human being!" Peter snapped his math books shut. "But MJI can't! I've got homework and I need to..." "You... need to get a life..." MJ snapped rolling her eyes. Cuddling a pink teddy bear she flopped onto her bed. "C'mon Peter, one normal night! It won't kill you..." she begged. Silence... "You know you want to..." she cooed. She heard Peter sigh, "Face it tiger...You just hit the jackpot..." she teased. "I'll pick you up at eight..." Peter groaned and hung up regretting giving into his beautiful red headed girlfriend... Picking himself up, he went to the drawer to pick something suitable to wear...
On the other side of New York, deep, deep below the sea in a place called the Triskelion, Harry Osborne kept his cool as he reached for his prison shirt and slipped it on... As he waited for the guards to come get him, he pulled out a locket and opened it. Inside the locket were the two people he loved and hated more than anything in the world. Mary Jane Watson and Peter Parker... Mary Jane... Before his life got completely f'ed up. They were a couple and he had loved her to the ends of the earth. He'd make her laugh, she'd make him laugh, they had common goals, interests, they even shared a common hatred for their respective fathers... they understood each other, they were perfect together...
Harry snapped the locket shut. "Why MJ? Why?" he thought sadly. They were perfect together... until Peter Parker became Spiderman and Harry's father became Green Goblin. Harry had seen his father almost kill Spiderman and Spiderman was Peter. "I had to..." Harry mumbled. He had to save Peter. So Harry stabbed his father, to save his best friend. He was then taken in by S.H.I.E.L.D for questioning and a hell load of therapy... Out of all the people he knew in high school, only two people ever wrote to him, emailed him, showed concern for him. They were MJ and Peter. He finally realized that they were his true friends... Or so he thought... While he was gone, MJ had left him for Peter... Well not technically...But Harry knew, it was the gut feeling he had. MJ was not interested in him anymore... "It was ok.." he thought. All she needed was some more personal time with him to refuel the flames of passion... "Idiot..." Harry cursed. He was wrong, dead wrong. MJ avoided him like a plague. So did Peter... And Shaw... Shaw...That stupid son of a bitch... Inside his head twenty four seven. Telling him nasty things. Nasty things Harry didn't want to believe. But it all came crashing down when Spiderman confronted Harry in his own house...
"Harold Osborne? Your visitor is here..." Harry shrugged. Without flinching, he allowed himself to be handcuffed and pulled out of his cell. He remembered that night, how Peter just swung into his house as he was arguing with Shaw. Shaw was trying to convince him that Peter/ Spiderman was out to kill Harry...Just like how he killed his father... While Peter just stood there uselessly calling Harry's name...The situation just escalated so quickly that Harry amidst all the pandemonium, just lost it... He felt his body heat up and as he tried to open his eyes momentarily, he was forced to shut them again. The pain was just too unbearable... He heard his skin tearing and popping, his bones cracking as he tripled in size, screaming in agony as bony plates and ridges forced themselves out of his flesh. In a matter of minutes, Harry Osborne was no more; all that remained was a monstrous 10 feet tall scaly monster who could throw deadly blasts of fire causing waves of mass destruction... he had become "the Hobgoblin".