When Peter came home, he knew that Mary Jane would've been worried about him and, without a doubt, she had been.
"Where were you last night?" she said.
"Undergoing Mysterio's hypno-torture." said Peter, "He got away."
"Well, what are you going to do now? He's got Aunt May."
"I'm already a step ahead." Peter went onto his computer and opened a GPS program.
"What's that?" said MJ.
"My newest crime-fighting program." said Peter, "I call them Spider-Tracers. Basically GPS chips in spider-shaped cases that I track with this program. I planted one on the gem before Mysterio showed up and now it's telling me that he's hiding in an abandoned special effects shop in Staten Island."
"I have the gem, Mason." said Mysterio as he hauled the large crystal into the shop.
"Excellent work, Beck," said Tinkerer.
"It's a lot larger than I thought."
"Gemstones can come in sizes this large. They're typically just cut down to a smaller size for use in jewelry."
"I see. So now Project: Wraith can enter the final phase?"
"Yes. The Carrion virus is ready to unleash and I will get straight to work cutting the gemstone." Suddenly Mason noticed the spider-shaped object on the gem, "Beck, was there any trouble with Spider-Man?"
"No. I just whipped out the watch and he was out of it."
"Well then why is his calling card on the gem?"
"What?" Mysterio suddenly noticed the spider on it, too. Tinkerer took it off and plugged into his computer.
"It's a tracking device!" said Mason, "You've led him straight here!"
"You see that as a bad thing, but I see it as my opportunity to eliminate the one thing that is standing my way."
Spider-Man swung through the city and found his way to the special effects house. When he arrived, however, Mysterio and Tinkerer were waiting.
"Okay, Mysterio," said Spider-Man, "the jig is up. Release Aunt May or else."
"Actually, Spider-Man," said Mysterio, "I have a proposition for you involving her. Join me and I'll release her, refuse and she dies."
"Why do you need me?"
"For starters, it would eliminate the one thing standing in my way, but also people will truly fear me if I have you on my side, and that fear will make them bow to me."
"Why do you even want the city, anyway?"
"Simple. It'll give me the fame I've always wanted since I was cast as Hugo Weaving's stunt double."
"Well that's new. But I won't help you in a million millennia."
"Well, then, say goodbye to your aunt." Tinkerer put a video feed of Aunt May on a large screen before priming the electronic guillotine on which her neck lay. But before he could activate it, the computer was shot by a blonde woman in a leather jumpsuit.
"Sarah?" said Spider-Man.
"I saw you swinging through the city." she said, "You seemed worried so I thought I'd follow you."
"We thought we'd follow you." said a man's voice from not far behind.
"What's Gabriel doing here?" said Spider-Man.
"It's okay," said Sarah, "the concussion he got when he hit the water caused him to listen to reason."
"Well, that's a relief. I guess it's a good thing he survived, after all."
"It's three against two, Mysterio," said Gabriel, "you don't stand a chance."
"Correction, lad," said Tinkerer, "it's three against an army." Tinkerer pushed a button, showing two rooms full of people on two different monitors, "As you can see," he zoomed in on one individual in one room, "everyone in this room is wearing one of these pendants made from lunar gemstones. Once I open the roof, letting in the light of the full moon, you really will be dancing with the devil in the pale moonlight." He pushed a button, opening the roof. The only thing illuminating the room was the light of the full moon. Looking back at the monitor, everyone in sight was metamorphosing into a humanoid wolf monster. Mason pushed another button, opening a door releasing the werewolf army. Another button was pressed, spreading a gas into the other room on the monitor, turning everyone in there into a zombie. Again, Mason released the creatures from their room. Another button was pushed, activating an army of Living brain-like robots. From all sides, the three forces converged on our heroes, closing in for the kill. The last thing they very well might hear is Mysterio's maniacal laughter.
