(Peter's pov)
The next morning, I woke up to Gwen sitting beside me. "How are you feeling?" she asked, while gently stroking my cheek. "Been better." I replied "Come on, I made breakfast." she said, in a light but stern tone. Most of that day was a blur; Harry and MJ came over to check on us, Harry asked me multiple times if I was okay, but I'd brush it off and tell him that I'd be fine (although, he was most likely just making sure that I wouldn't go on another rampage like when Uncle Ben died).
"Harry, you don't need to worry about me, I'll let the police handle this." I said, trying not to sound argumentative "Okay, just be careful." Harry replied, looking like he'd just lost a bet on the superbowl. I ended up telling him the truth about me shortly after I found out Gwen was pregnant, but MJ had already told him after she saw me climbing into my bedroom wearing my suit when I was living with Aunt May.
Later that night, after Harry and MJ left, and Gwen and George went to bed, I stayed up for a while. I knew that if I tried to sleep I would be wasting my time, so I just watched tv downstairs. At about 2 in the morning, my phone started vibrating, it was a call from aunt May's phone.
"Who is this?" I asked, suspiciously "What did you think of my 'display' Mr. Parker?" the voice said, in a sadistic tone "Who the fuck is this!?" I asked again, while trying not to wake up Gwen and George "Meet me at the clock tower on 39th street in one hour." the voice commanded, before hanging up. I quickly put my suit on under my clothes and then drove to meet the man who murdered my aunt.
Once I got close enough, I put on the suit, got out of the car, and swung the rest of the way there. Just as I was about to reach the clock tower, a black figure flew right at me and knocked me down. Just when I got back up, he knocked me down again; although, this time, he landed. "I'm disappointed Mr. Parker, I expected you to put up more of a fight!" he said, triumphantly "I'm just getting started!" I replied, just before lunging at him
Just before I got to him, he flew up and kneed me in the face. Then, he flew back down with a fist aimed right at me, but I rolled out of the way, shot a web at his leg, and threw him at a wall. Once he got up, he spun around and used the blades on his wings as projectiles at me, but I flipped over them and then I threw one at his shoulder. I ran toward him but he used his wings as a shield and threw me to the ground. Then, as he flew back up, I shot webs at his shoulders, used them as a sling-shot, and kicked him in the chest. Then I punched him several times in the face, and used him as a shield as we fell to the ground.
Just when I thought the fight was over, he suddenly got up as if he hadn't even been touched, and threw an endless barrage of punches at me untill I was barely conscious. Then I felt a sharp pinch in my neck. "Thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Parker." he said, holding a bloody syringe, then his foot came down, and everything went black.
"Mr. Osborn, the serum is ready." Smyth said, in a tone simaller to when a child tells its parents that it tied it's shoes by itself. "Thank you, Mr. Smyth." Norman said, in his now very weak voice. "Although, I'd like to test it on a human, to see if this serum is as worth the wait as you say it is." Norman commanded "Of course, Mr. Osborn." Smyth obeyed but I think we should use my son as our test subject; if it works with him, then it'll work for me." Norman continued "How could you get him here, I don't think he'd be very willing since you two haven't talked in years?" Smyth asked "Leave him to me." Norman answered
(Peter's pov)
When I woke up, on the same rooftop where I was knocked out, I saw the sun beginning to appear between the skyscrapers in front of me. "Great, Gwen's gonna kill me." I muttered to myself, hoping that Gwen wasn't awake yet. Luckly, I was able to get back before Gwen got up, but the same could not be said for George.
Although, only I was able to hear him due to my advanced hearing, and because I was closer to his room. When I opened his door, he was standing at the edge of his crib, jumping up and down.
"Hey bud, are you hungry?" I asked "Yeah" he replied, with his hyper voice. Once I fed him, and got him bathed and dressed, then I changed out of the clothes that covered up my suit, and the suit with it, then I put on more "casual" winter clothes. "Come on Georgey, let's wake mommy up." I said as I picked him up and walked over to mine and Gwen's room.
A few hours later, after Gwen put George down for his nap, Gwen and I decided to watch a movie; but when I turned on the tv, the news came on, reporting that a local mall had been bombed. "it saddens us to say that the Manhattian Mall bombing has left no survivors, and whoever was behind this attack is still at large. The casualties are believed to have been close to 650 people." the reporter announced. We sat there in shock, until my phone rang, it was Harry.
"Harry, where are you guys, are you alright?" I asked, trying not to panic
"Peter, that mall that was bombed...MJ was in it." Harry replied, in between sobs. Once I got off the phone with Harry, I found Gwen on the phone with her brother, Howard, and she was in just as much hysterics at Harry; her mom was in the same mall as MJ, and the bomb.
We decided to have Gwen's brothers stay with us for a while, I figured Gwen would rather have as much of her family as possible under our roof, rather than across the city. The next morning, I went to check on Harry. When I got to his apartment, Harry was passed out on his couch with empty beer cans, and packs of cigerettes. The apartment smelled like a dead body rotting in the sun. I hope this didn't just happen within the passed 18 hours. I checked to make sure he was still alive, and left and went back home in sillence to make breakfast for the remaining family I still had.