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Chapter Two

The next morning, Peter constantly beat himself up as he dragged his heels along the street. The sun was shining and the birds were chirping as he headed for the bus stop in Forest Hills. He just hated the feeling but he was all too familiar with it. This scenario happened in the past with so many dates. He thought he could just shrug it off, but he couldn't. Gwen was simply too fragile to be blown off like that.

His plans for the day were the usual; make a quick buck at the Daily Bugle with some pictures that he had collected over the week. He hated J. Jonah Jameson with a vengeance, but if it meant getting the money to make it up to Gwen, then he knew what to do. As he slowly stepped off the bus, he was totally oblivious to the newspaper stand which was selling the morning headlines. On the front page, Peter spotted Oscorp's picture along with Norman Osborne himself. He sniffed his nose and walked on casually. It wasn't until he made it to Union street station, when he finally bought a paper.

"Osborne's finally cracked the code to neo-genetics." he thought to himself as he scanned the front articles. "Harry's dad must be raking the money after this. I wouldn't be surprised if Harry Himself turns up in a new convertible with a built in TV and even a driver's seat with a porter-potty!"

He continued on to the Daily Bugle, which shone in the glowing morning sunlight. He hated the place as it was very much like a personal hell to him. Never the less, he wanted to buy Gwen some flowers, even take her out for a romantic dinner. He wasn't surprised if she never wanted to speak to him again after the previous night, but as before, only time would tell.


Meanwhile, Norman Osborne was holding a private conference with his associates at the top floor of the elegant Oscorp Tower, standing out from the rest of the skyscrapers of New York City. They were discussing the events and results of their latest neo-genetic project, labelled Project Scorpion. Norman had a personal found interest in the subject which made him get where he is now. As he went around the room, he handed out photo copied sheets of the test results to his associates.

"What you're looking at, Gentlemen are the results of the DNA Fusions made on our best test subject." He remarked confidently as he sat back down, crossing his scaly fingers. "We were astonished at our results but after years of research we can conclude that Dr. Connors's work has finally paid off."

"Am I seeing this straight?" asked one of the associates emotionless. "Who is the test subject exactly, Mr. Osborne?"

"His name is Mac James Gargan." Norman replied. "He is a former actor who volunteered for this experiment on the grounds that we were going to pay him 1/4 of the profit this project was going to produce. As you can see on the x-ray scan copies I've provided, that his blood work and DNA strands have been completely re-written. He has become a man-sized scorpion."

"What are you talking about!" exclaimed an associate.

Norman sighed, rubbing his sweaty forehead in dismay.

"With the help of our little genetically altered scorpion Dr. Connors experimented on, he is gained the supreme strength, agility, speed, and stealth a scorpion carries, enabling him to project deadly toxins such as the arachnid would. It is very similar to the "Spider-Man" phenomenon witnessed today" Replied Osborne.

"Have there been any side affects?" asked another associate.

"So far there have been no effects physically and mentally." Norman answered. "He is due for a biological screening tomorrow to determine whether his DNA still mutates or not. Gargan should consider himself a lucky man. He's just made it into the history books."

"Norman, we'll need to see actual proof that this neo-genetic experiment has been perfected. We can't afford to take any risks."

Suddenly, just before Norman could reply, a huge explosion rocked the building, forcing everyone to the floor. The windows shattered and the wide alarms sounded with its red lights and tremendous beeping, flooding the room. Everybody rushed out to safety except for Norman, who wasn't going to go anywhere. Getting up swiftly and brushing himself off, he looked and headed towards the broken windows and took a peak outside. The labs below were in flames accompanied with the sounds of screaming and panic. It was complete chaos.

An odd shaped figure emerged from the green smoke which sent a cold chill down Norman's spine. The figure was huge, bulky and spawned a huge lengthy tail. It was his project, his lab-rat. It was Gargan. Hitting the security alarm, Norman issued an order to have his guards take down the monster. As he rushed down towards the lower levels, another explosion shook the corridors. He made it through the flames and out into the open where he shielded his eyes from the sun. The monstrous figure approached him from ahead, slowly growing in size and revealing it's features. Norman's eyes widened and his jaw dropped at the sight of the monstrous scorpion man. What had he created?

Mac Gargan was no longer human. His body size had grown dramatically, his skin colour had changed to a deathly grey, his eyes were yellow and his teeth were as sharp as that of a shark. A 9ft long tale had grown outwards from his spine along with claws on his fingers and toes. Norman could see the rage in his eyes. He was in pain.

"Gargan! W-what happened here?" he asked innocently.

"YOU DID THIS TO ME!" Gargan replied as his tail, knocked Norman off his feet. "I'M NO LONGER MAC GARGEN. YOU CAN NOW CALL ME THE SCORPION. NOW OSBORNE. YOU…WILL…PAY!"

"Hey if anybody's going to pay, it you!" Yelled a bright youthful voice.


Gargan, now Scorpion for that manner, turned around in shock to find Spider-Man, clinging onto the metal wall looking right back at him. Scorpion, growling in a raging manner prowled onto the wall, rubbing his brownish sharp teeth.

"If there's anything threatening about you ugly, it's that stinky breath of yours! Yeesh, you know there's a gift shop here, right? Get a breath mint, that'll save all of us!" Spidey said cheerfully as he shot a clot of webbing onto Scorpion's aged grey face as he jumped onto the corner ceiling, giggling as he carefully meddled with his tiny web-shooters.

Scorpion ripped the web off his face easily and screamed angrily. "ARRRRRR!"

"I'm going to rip that big mouth of yours, webhead!" Scorpion snarled as he cautiously walked towards him.

Spidey leaped onto the Scorpion's back, blinding him with chunky webbing as he gave his stomach harsh kicks and punches, struggling as he did so.

"God, your spine's taller than Everest!"

Scorpion used his claws and gripped Spidey's neck, picking him up and spinning rapidly with Spidey in his beefy arms, throwing him far onto a lab counter, Spidey's fall complete with the clattering of beakers and containers from his impact, sluggishly falling over into a bubbling water tank, trying to swim out before Scorpion, grinning evilly jumped into the water, clutching Spidey's muscular arm before he could get some air, shoving him towards the bottom, giving him a trembeling fist to his chest, causing a hurt Spidey to hurl towards the back of tank, cracking the bulletproof glass as water spilled out fast, Spidey blocking another of Scoprion's slow punches and making his way behind him, using his webbing to tie up his tail on his back, Scorpion quivering warily as Spidey grabbed his head pushed it towards the crack as fast as he could, Scorpion breaking the glass as he landed onto a a silvery capsule, giving him a red bump on his forehead as he accidently released blue gas into the air, spreading gradually as Spidey worryingly turned over to Norman, who cleared his throat nervously, hardly breathing as he walked back patiently.

"Hey deeply traumatized billionaire! Haven't seen YOU in a long time friend! Look that gas, it, uh may be dangerous, so it'd be best to, um, I don't know, GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE!" Shouted Spidey

"This is all your fault, your the one who released the X-Gene-9001!"

"X-a'what!"

"It's artificial mutant-genes! It's going to make that freak more powerful thanks to you!"

"Oh boy!"

Spidey shot a web string onto the ceiling, breaking off an air vent cap as he web zipped into the air vent, shooting webbing towards a frightened Norman, pulling him up easily. They crawled towards the bright light far ahead, mumbling confusedly.

Spidey began thinking to himself as Norman hardly caught up to him towards the distant exit.

"Oh god, my web-shooters are busted! It all went so fast! How I got here, and, and Gwen! I need to find her and Harry, fast!"

To Be Continued...