Author's voice: Thanks readers for liking MJ's transformation because it tooook a llooooot of self doubt whether or not to write that in or not...Thanks for the reviews too! KEEP REVIEWING AND I'LL KEEP UPDATING! ENJOY!
"Beautiful..." a voice said followed by slow clapping. Greer and Peter turned to see a tall gangly bare chested boy wearing dark colored jeans walking towards them. The boy looked like he had been through hell, his torso and abdomen were scared and bruised, his shaggy sandy, copper colored hair matted and unkempt. He had a gaunt complexion, his face resembling a living skull... What was tragic about the boy was that he had once been good looking but now, his handsome features were tarnished by malnourishment and neglect. "Who are you?" Peter growled as he and Greer clumsily attempted to hide the unconscious goblin from the boy's view. The boy laughed harshly. "C'mon Pete... Don't you recognize your old friend?". Peter's anger turned to shock. "Ha...Harry? But I thought..." "You thought right..." Harry sneered "YOU LEFT ME IN S.H.I.E.L.D TO ROT!"
"Harry, it wasn't like that!" Peter attempted to say, only to be pushed against a wall by Harry. "OH YEAH? WHAT WAS IT THEN?" Harry screamed, his spittle lading on Peter's face. "I...I...I tried to protect you... From S.H.I.E.L.D...I" "LIAR!" Harry screamed before socking Peter so hard across the face, it actually drew blood. "Hey!" Greer yelled, defensively, she left MJ's side and rushed at Harry attempting to stop him before he hit Peter again. "Stay out of this!" Harry warned and Greer felt him push her away with such force she actually flew back a couple of feet. "YOU STOLE MJ FROM ME!" Harry accused, turning back to Peter as smoke started to flow out of his system...
"I didn't steal anything from you!" Peter yelled back as he wrestled the smoldering Harry. "Yes you did! She left me for you! MJ WAS MINE! MINE! SHE ONLY CAME TO YOU BECAUSE I LEFT!" Harry yelled punching Peter over and over in the face. "Nnn..."Greer shook her spinning head and gaped in terror. Scaly plates were violently forcing their way out of Harry, covering literally every centimeter of his body. Worse, Harry was literally doubling in size and he was crushing Peter... Rubbing her sore fore head Greer shakily got back on her feet. Praying she wouldn't get to heavily injured, Greer launched herself into the air and with all her might, started to choke Harry.
Peter watched helplessly as a half transformed Harry prepared to land his final blow. Closing his eyes, Peter braced himself for impact. However none came... Instead, there was a loud cat yowl followed by Harry's screams of anger. Peter opened an eye only to see Greer narrowly dodging one of Harry's endless wild swipes. "Harry don't hurt her!" Peter screamed as he rushed to Greer's aid. "Stop bothering me!" Harry snarled at Greer as she attempted to attack him with her claws only to be punched straight in the face and then dropped onto the ground like a rag doll. Greer sat up only to hastily reach for her nose, which was bleeding profusely. "My nose... Harry broke my nose..." she wheezed as Peter grabbed her up just in time as Harry now fully transformed, stomped on where Greer just fell...
"So do you have a plan or are we all going to die here?" Greer asked sarcastically as the both them dodged Harry's punches. "Here's a good one...Try to stay alive!" Peter suggested as he shot webbing into Harry's eyes. "Um...I see many flaws in that plan..." Greer mumbled as she watched the webbing melt off Harry's eyes. "You have a better idea because I wouldn't be offended by a few suggestions!" Peter declared as he shot more webbing at Harry. Without warning, Harry charged at the both of them. Greer being the more alert out of the two quickly somersaulted out of the way. Peter was not as lucky. With a gasp, he screamed as he and Harry went crashing through the Bugle's window and down into the streets below.
"PETER!" Greer screamed rushing to the humongous hole Harry created. She looked down and froze in terror...the two were nowhere to be seen. "Ok... If you can't see them because they moved...And if they moved it means they are alive...Ok Greer they're alive... They're alive... But maybe only Harry's alive... I should go after them...I should go rescue them... No I can't just leave MJ here, what if someone finds her like this... But then again...What do I do? What do I do? WHAT DO I DO? "Hrrrrr..." Greer turned her head. MJ or the thing that was once MJ was stirring. Her, golden eyes darting around nervously ad her snout took in the strange and terrifying scents around her...Slowly, MJ pushed herself out of her four legged position and into a standing one, her eyes finally catching sight of Greer. Greer whimpered in terror, the beast does not look happy... Slowly Greer reached her arm out... "MJ?"