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Hayley stared in fear at the man who had killed Gwen. Seeing the Goblin on her TV was one thing, especially when the news helicopter couldn't zoom in and capture a detailed look of Harry's transformation. But seeing him in the flesh; he was more terrifying than she could have possibly imagined.
Harry continued to look at the young nurse, memorising every blemish, drinking in her pale complexion, and the way the horrendous strip lights above made her hair glisten like copper. Her vivid green eyes were wide like a rabbit caught in headlights; he detected fear.
Good, he thought, his smirk widening making his lips curl.
Although she looked well kept, he noticed that her pupils were a tad too small, that her eyes appeared bloodshot from lack of sleep. It was like looking into a mirror, for Harry recognised the physical effects of recreational drug abuse.
How interesting.
The girl looked a little young to be a fully qualified nurse; maybe she was an intern or grad-student. If he had seen her outside of Ravencroft, Harry would of thought college student over a trained professional. Maybe she hadn't been in her job long. As it was, she wasn't behaving very professionally just standing there like a scared mouse – even the models he'd slept with had more gall. Though, she had touched him when no one else would…
Without taking his eyes from Hayley, he realised that the other doctors and guards surrounding him were silent, watching their little moment unfold. Not one to disappoint with theatrics, Harry started to whistle nonchalantly. The eerie high-pitched chirping was a startling contrast to the tension filled silence from before.
No one knew how to respond; Doctor Scott tried to catch Hayley's attention since the stupid girl was over staying her welcome. A firm cough from the doctor broke the spell; Hayley's eyes left those piercing blue orbs before turning her head towards her superior for further instruction.
Like a shot, Harry moved his free arm and snatched at Hayley's wrist. He dug his long yellow fingernails into her delicate skin, breaking the top layer as he brought her closer.
"LET THE NURSE GO OSBORN"
"RELEASE HER OR WE WILL SHOOT, I REPEAT WE WILL SHOOT YOU"
"Why isn't the sedative working Doctor Scott?"
" STAY CALM MISS, WE'LL MAKE THAT SON OF A BITCH LET YOU GO"
"It must be the venom he injected himself with at OsCorp, I heard it had regenerative properties…"
"But it was the strongest dose we have!"
"I'LL COUNT TO THREE MR OSBORN; WE WILL HURT YOU UNLESS YOU RELEASE THE NURSE"
Hayley started to shake from the biting pain from her wrist. Even though everyone in Room 136 was going crazy, all she could only focus on Harry Osborn. His whistling had only become louder and more piercing to combat the guards and doctors' shouting orders. Hayley was beginning to think she preferred him screaming. Little droplets of blood were already pooling on her skin beneath the Goblin's claw like fingernails. Hayley knew that he had penetrated deep enough into the flesh to leave scars.
More to add to the list, Hayley thought morbidly.
"ONE…."
He only wanted to feel her again, to touch something so deceptively pure and innocent looking. Harry wondered why, out of all the nurses and doctors in the room they had asked her to deliver the sedative. A sedative that was slowly working its way around his body; he could feel it entering his system now. Surely there were more experienced people? They were scared. So scared that they let a mere expendable girl sedate him. They should be scared, everyone should be afraid of the Goblin, of Harry Osborn.
"TWO…"
Slowly, Harry released his nails, but kept a firm grip on Hayley's arm. She let out a shaky breath as the pain started to intensify now that the pressure had been alleviated. As Hayley began to pull away, the gnarled green hand shifted its hold to the index and middle finger of her left hand. The two fingers that had touched Harry earlier. Touched him when no one else would.
"THREE!"
Harry was about to let go, growing weary from the tranquilizer. Then, with all his strength he twisted the two delicate fingers he held and began to laugh when he heard them snap. Hayley shrieked in pain, stumbling away from Harry. The last thing she saw before being ushered away by Nurse Cadence, was the guards in riot gear slowly descend on the man, no, creature that lay snickering on the bed in Room 136.
When he was free, the Goblin thought, she would be the first to die.
WOW! Thank you to everyone who has reviewed, followed, and added my story to their alert list. Literally cannot believe it, I have a big smile on my face!
Just to give a little background info to where this story is heading – I'm going to be filling in the blanks of Harry's time at Ravencroft, and will ultimately get to the point in TASM2 where he is visited by The Gentleman in his cell. The story will carry on after this, but I really want to explore the psychological process of Harry and his Goblin transformation. So there is going to be a lot of Ravencroft before the ending of TASM2 – hopefully I weave it together seamlessly!
Hope you all enjoyed Chapter 2! And feedback is gratefully accepted :)