(A/N: I do not own Spiderman. That right belongs to Sony

And I thought I was done doing this before but apparently some other people or the same guy with multiple accounts decided to put more spam reviews out on my story for…reasons I guess. I can't imagine why anyone would feel like putting these out to a FFN story of all things. I've even been getting them on AO3.

My final message to them is this: Get. A. Life. That's pretty much all I can say. If this honestly makes you laugh then I quite honestly feel sorry for you. Get out in the world and make some friends.

However, like I said, this will be my last message about this because I know that this probably may actually be what they want: a response out of me so I'm just going to ignore and report from now on.

Sorry about that. I honestly didn't feel like I had to put another message like this out but this is the world we live in, I guess. Enjoy the chapter.).

An all out battle was still going on in the ESU lab between Felicia Hardy, the Black Cat, and Harry Osborn, the Green Goblin. Liz Allan was in the corner watching, still recovering from a twisted ankle that Harry had given to her a little while ago. It still hurt like crazy so despite how badly she wanted, she was in no position to help. She just watched and prayed that Felicia would come out on top here.

At the moment, it seemed they were evenly matched. Harry did indeed have strength from the Green but Felicia was far more skilled in combat than Harry could ever hope to be. If anyone walked in and saw, they would have a story to tell for decades.

Suddenly, a punch was thrown right in Felicia's face. However, she easily dodged and grabbed onto his arm. Before he could even figure out what was happening, Felicia turned and threw Harry's entire body over her shoulder. Harry groaned in pain as his back landed on the floor. As his back collided with the hard white floor of the laboratory, Felicia got on top of him and held his arms to the floor.

"You're seriously out of your league, Harry. I'm a trained martial artist expert. I even went toe to toe with Peter when we first met and I got a few good licks in. You can't possibly think you could win hand to hand with me" Felicia said confidently to his face as he was pinned beneath her.

Despite her words, Harry was left unintimidated as he kept on an angry face. "Oh yeah? Well maybe I should stop relying so much on my hands then"

Just as he said that, large blades appeared from the right forearm of his outfit. Using all the strength he could muster, he managed to slash at the bottom of Felicia's arm, causing her to jump off of him as she seethed in pain. Harry jumped up as the blades on his forearm retracted. However, he wasn't empty handed as he managed to grab something from his belt.

At first, it looked to be some sort of small box. However, Harry flicked at it and a much larger blade than the ones that were on Harry's arm came out, revealing it to be some kind of sword.

"Well now, this just got more interesting" Felicia said, getting back into her fighting position as her claws came out. Thankfully, the wounds Harry had just inflicted weren't too deep.

"My father was developing a suit that was far more developed than the original Green Goblin suit he used. It came with a few extra toys in case actual hand to hand combat was necessary" Harry explained, a smirk coming onto his face.

"So I see…do you even know how to use that thing?" Felicia asked, raising an eyebrow.

In response, Harry just shrugged his shoulders. "I know well enough"

Right after his comment, he raised the sword up and swung it down towards the center of her body. Felicia managed to dodge it by jumping away, doing a flip as she moved towards the end of the room, landing by Liz who was still recovering from her injury.

"Uh, you plan on helping me out here?" Felicia asked the Latina girl still holding onto her sprained ankle. The girl in question looked up at her with a glare

"I'm kind of injured here, thanks….LOOK OUT!" Liz shouted as she looked behind Felicia and noticed Harry running towards the both of them, his blade still in hand.

Felicia ducked her head down as Harry again slashed the sword horizontally at Felicia's neck. The woman used the opportunity to duck down and swiped her legs towards Harry's legs, effectively knocking his feet off the ground and landing him on his back. He grunted as he again landed on the hard floor.

"Thanks" Felicia said to the Latina girl who only nodded. Felicia tried to use the window of opportunity she had to try to yank the sword out of Harry's hand. However, just as her hand approached his fist with a firm grip on his weapon, he recovered quickly from his fall and grabbed her arm. Before she could even react, he managed to slash the blade down her arm.

Felicia let out a loud yell as she managed to get out of his grasp and move away. She looked down at her arm as she saw blood coming out from the semi-large cut. It had been a long time since anyone had managed to give her an injury like this.

Harry got up from the floor and got into another battle formation. He gave the former cat burglar a deep glare as he stared her down with his beet red eyes. Felicia could only look back with all the confidence she could muster but she was beginning to have her doubts.

"I think you're starting to understand how serious I am, Hardy. I don't care who I have to go through to get what I want. I'm going to kill Peter tonight and right now, you're making it seriously hard for me to make him my only target…but I'm not without mercy. I'm offering you one last chance: Get the hell out of my way and I'll leave you and Liz alone. You'll never hear from me again" Harry said, breathing deeply in and out, the anger in his face never fading as he spoke.

Felicia just looked at this boy's face. Honestly, she almost felt sorry for this kid. She had her fair share of daddy issues but it was nothing compared to this. The monster he used to call his dad did unwavering damage to him that she wasn't even sure could be cured at this point.

"There's no way I'm doing that, Harry…you're sick. Truly…and honestly, believe it or not, I'd like to help you. All you have to do is drop that sword and we can get you to Ravencroft or wherever you need to go" Felicia said, offering up an olive branch of her own.

Harry just let out an angry grin and chuckled, all the while shaking his head. "From what I've read about you, I figured you would be the last to fall for the superhero bullshit…but if you insist on being a human target, I'll indulge you"

The redheaded boy ran towards the white haired woman and continued to attempt to slice at her. However, even when injured, she still managed to dodge his attacks and fight well against him. Though the odds had clearly begun to match up.

Liz Allan just stared at the scene from the sidelines. She desperately wanted to help but the pain from her ankle was too overwhelming. It was difficult to even crawl. The Latina girl was honestly not even sure Felicia could handle something like this on her own. She was a skilled fighter, no doubt but this was a spawn of the Green Goblin who was one of the only supervillains to give Spiderman a run for his money and he seemed to have some upgraded equipment from his dad's original suit. Deep in her gut, she had a feeling this wouldn't end well for the young woman. Not unless she had help of some kind.

Just as she pondered what on Earth she could do to help, maybe even things up, she saw something that had caught her eye. At the other side of the room, she saw the door open up slightly. She raised an eyebrow at this. Who could possibly be here right now? Did the Connors end up calling the police? Even after she told them not to? That was not good news as more people could potentially be getting hurt.

However, to her surprise, as the door opened even further, she saw that it wasn't a police officer…it was Gwen!

Gwen Stacy indeed had come into the door and only Liz had seemed to notice as Harry and Felicia had continued their fight. The Latina girl's eyes widened and her face was aghast. She desperately tried to send signals her way that she should get out of here as quickly as possible, even lightly waving her arms back towards the door. However, the blonde in response to this only shook her head no which caused the cheerleader turned superheroine to grow even more confused and even terrified. What in god's name was she doing?

Gwen started to make her way into the office of her two bosses. Thankfully, there had always been a side door next to the entrance of the lab so Harry wouldn't notice her walk in. As quietly as she could, she opened the door, stepped inside and closed the door again. Thankfully, the noise the both of them were making were able to drown out any of the noise she could have made going into the office.

Once inside, the 17 year old blonde started to look around the office, desperately looking for something that she could use that would hopefully turn the tide against Harry and finally stop him in his tracks tonight.

Both of the Connors had given her clear instructions on what exactly they had, where to find it and how she could use it. It was something they had kept in case circumstances came up in which they would need it. It seemed they didn't realize how right they would be.

Gwen went towards the sofa that both doctors had placed inside their office while sounds of sword swipes along with grunts of pain from both ends still rang in the background. With all the strength she could manage, she began to pull it back, attempting to move it away from the wall. While she wasn't exactly the most physically fit girl around, she did manage to move the couch back slowly but surely. Thankfully it didn't weigh very much as the rest of the wall had been revealed to her.

Behind the couch, there seemed to be some sort of secret compartment within the wall. She didn't know how long her bosses had this but from what it looked like, it seemed they didn't want anyone else to know about this, even Dr. Warren when they had worked with him for a short time. The teenaged girl reached down and pulled on the small handle that opened the compartment door.

Within the hidden section of the wall was a small refrigeration unit. Opening that, she looked inside and saw a single and small box of syringes filled with something. This must've been it, Gwen had thought. This was going to change her for possibly the rest of her life but she didn't have any other choice. She needed to do this.

After removing the box from the small, refrigerated area and removing one of the syringes from the box, she held the needle right at the center of the bottom of her right arm. Gwen closed her eyes tight and put her thumb on the handle. No going back now….

*At the same time, outside the lab office*

Felicia did a backflip away from another one of Harry's sword swipes. She was using all of her skills that were necessary to survive this fight, which was becoming probably the most difficult in her life, even competing with that of the Sandman some time ago.

Harry on the other side of this didn't let up on swinging his sword fanatically at the woman. He kept going at her, going for any opening he could, not allowing the more experienced fighter to plan or even think.

They had continued their dance until Felicia's back had hit a corner wall of the lab as she tried to jump backwards again. She had run out of space to move back, it looked like as she turned to face the wall that kept her currently in place and at the mercy of the sword swiping lunatic in front of her.

The white haired woman turned back around with worried eyes, something that wasn't very usual for her. Harry was looking at her with a demented grin on his face that could give the Cheshire Cat a run for his money. He moved his sword into position for a final strike.

Thinking as quickly as she could, Felicia got out what she had called her 'grappling claw', desperately trying to move away from Harry. However, just as she was about to shoot it to another side of the room, Harry again swiped his sword at the device in her hand, effectively knocking it away from her, dropping it to the ground as it slid far away from her. Felicia looked back at Harry with a surprised look.

"I warned you, Hardy. Hell, I gave you a lot of them, desperately tried to give you a way out but you just kept on going fighting for your 'man'. Well guess what? That same 'man' is about to get you killed. No worries though, he'll be joining you real soon" Harry stated with determination in his voice.

With that said, he raised the sword with both hands on the grip up towards the ceiling, aiming for the top of her head. Felicia, needing a way around this, looked around for anything she could do to turn this around. She seemed to have gotten her answer as she looked below her.

As Harry started to move the sword down towards her cranium, Felicia quickly ducked down and using her acrobatic skills, slid underneath Harry's legs that had been positioned for a wide open spot.

"What the hell?" Harry said as his sword collided with the tile floor below him, completely missing his target. However, before he could even contemplate what had just happened, he felt a force on top of his shoulders as he began to struggle to balance himself with this new weight that literally had been placed on him. It took all of his strength not to simply fall to the ground

As it turned out, Felicia had jumped right on top of Harry's shoulders, crouching down so she was practically kneeling down to his head. Her claws had come out of her gloves. Before Harry could comprehend what was happening, she moved her hand over Harry's head and at the bottom of his face.

"What the fuck?!" Harry screamed. The next sound that came out of his mouth was a deafening scream as Felicia had used her claws to scratch from the bottom of Harry's face to the top of his forehead. He started swinging his sword in every direction he could manage with his injured eyes tightly shut. However, as Felicia jumped off of his shoulders several feet behind the mentally ill teen.

Harry kept yelling in pain as blood started to drop from his face. He was damn lucky Felicia didn't scratch out his eyes. He finally stopped swinging his sword like a madman and just dropped to the floor, holding his face while just continuing to groan.

Felicia used this opportunity to slowly walk forward and try to knock Harry unconscious. Despite what the boy put her through tonight, she didn't enjoy doing what she had just done to the boy. She had used her claws mostly just for intimidation and in the past, burglar-ing. It was never really used for this. However, she didn't feel like she had a choice. She needed to take command of this fight.

Harry was still kneeling down and seething as the cat burglar continued to slowly walk up to him. As she was approaching him from his front, the trick his suit had with the chloroform wouldn't for him this time. However, just as she was in reach to even touch him, her boots had collided with a cracked area of the lab's tiled floor and it made a noise as she stepped down on it. She looked down and realized what had happened but it was too late as Harry had heard it. Using the window opportunity, the boy finally opened his eyes which had small traces of blood in them, stood up and grabbed her by the neck, lifting her off the ground.

Powered by his anger, Harry held a tight grip on her neck, breathing slowly in and out as the woman struggled to even breathe. The white haired woman looked down at the boy who had claw marks on his face and bloodied eyes.

"If…there's any…consolation…it's…not really that…bad…look for you" Felicia sputtered out in fragments as she tried to release herself from Harry's iron grip to no avail. Needless to say, Harry was not amused.

"Always the stupid little jokes. Like I should be surprised. Well guess what? I'm done playing around. It wasn't even personal before but now, I'm fucking pissed" Harry declared, at that point turning and walking towards a lab wall. He had picked up his sword with his free hand while walking.

The redheaded boy with large scratch marks on his face carried her by the neck to the wall and slammed her back against it, letting out a painful yell as he did.

"That's the least of what I'm going to do to you" Harry growled out in a deadly whisper, practically through his teeth as he grinded them together, practically gnashing them.

Seeing this, Felicia let out a gulp. As confident as she was, she wasn't sure there was any way out of this.

"Harry, stop it! Don't do something you're going to regret!" Liz yelled out. She had tried to use her abilities to lift herself off the ground but without full control over both her legs, she still didn't have enough strength to even crawl.

"The only thing I've ever regretted in my life is not getting that so-called best friend of mine out of my life sooner. Every single thing that's gone wrong in my life is because of him! He took my company away from me, he took my girl and he even killed my own dad. This is the day it all turns around for me. After I kill Peter, Tombstone's gonna help me get my company back and I'll finally be who my father always wanted me to be. If you think I'm going to let a bunch of love stricken harlots get in my way, then you. Thought. Wrong" Harry declared. After this, he took the sword that was in his hand and delved it right into her left shoulder.

The scream that went through the lab would haunt someone's ears for the rest of their lives. Liz's eyes widened so much, they almost popped out of her head. When she first met Felicia, she came off as this girl that had an aura around her that she could handle any situation she found herself in. She was always so sure of herself and confidence that even her old self would have envied. She had never seen her so…helpless before.

"Shhhh" Harry shushed the woman as she seethed in absolute pain, holding both her hands onto the grip of the sword. "It's almost over…the pain will be gone soon"

Saying this, he clicked the button on his belt that called over his hoverboard that had been lying on the ground the last few minutes, which he caught in his hand. After catching it, he pressed a button located on the bottom of the board which caused the blade that he had used earlier to come out from the front.

Felicia's eyes opened as she took a good look at the blade and up towards Harry's face which was filled with determination at this point. She couldn't even speak or even ask what he was going to do. Fear had overcome her so much that she didn't even have the nerve to even utter anything out.

"Don't say I didn't warn you, Felicia. Just know that at the very least, the end is here for you finally" Harry simply said, positioning the blade towards her neck.

Felicia couldn't even look. She held her eyes shut and just waited for the blow to happen. Liz did as well, not wanting to watch this. However, the blade never reached Felicia's throat. The next sound they heard was a loud 'thud' and a clunking noise as it sounded like the blade from the hoverboard had come into collision with the floor instead of the woman's neck.

Both Felicia and Liz's eyes snapped open and they were utterly speechless at what they saw.

It was none other than Gwen Stacy on the back of Harry Osborn, holding him to the ground as she held onto the wrists of both of his hands behind his back and held his legs down with her knees. While struggling, Harry managed to turn his head slightly from the ground to see who his assailant was. Like the 2 other women in the room, he was astonished as to who it was.

"Wh-What? G-Gwen? I…I don't…how…" Harry sputtered out, struggling to even think on what could've been happening right now.

"You said you were going to experiment on me if Peter didn't show up, Harry. Since he didn't, I decided to do a little experiment with mutated spider venom myself" Gwen said, smirking as she continued to hold her exceedingly dangerous ex-boyfriend to the ground.

"Spider venom? What are you talking about? You…you mean…you're…you're like…?" Harry stuttered, still not completely able to form complete sentences yet.

"Well…I guess you could say that though his 'powers' so to speak are more developed than mine at the moment" Gwen said, not really finding a good way to explain her situation herself.

Harry was silent for a second, only being able to look upwards at the face of his ex-girlfriend that was currently overpowering him. However, once he got most of his mind back, his shock and dismay turned to annoyance and anger. He let out a grunting chuckle.

"So…there's 2 of you now…just what this world needs…go ahead and do it then" Harry said, giving a deep glare at the blonde girl.

Gwen just raised her eyebrows at this. "What are you talking about?"

"Go ahead and kill me. Your beloved Peter already killed my dad. It's only appropriate that I die at the hands of a Spider myself. Gotta keep with the family tradition" Harry spat out in a rant.

"...You're very sick, Harry…you need serious help" Gwen said, closing her eyes. Lowering her head, she just shook her head and gave a sigh.

"You better kill me tonight or else I'm going to be back and I'm not going to rest until your boy toy and anyone else who gets in my way is-" Harry said, continuing to rant until Gwen cut him off.

"Harry, shut up! Just…shut up!" Gwen said, finally snapping, her eyes snapping open and giving an angry expression at her friend. This surprised Harry as he had never seen this side of Gwen before. He always got a good taste of her infamous look…but this was something else.

"You can't even begin to imagine how seeing you like this breaks my heart. You were like a brother to me growing up and I never, ever meant to hurt you. I'm going to do my absolute best to help you, Harry, but I'm done listening to your deranged rants and allowing you to destroy the person you are. Your addiction to the green caused this and you need mental therapy. I'll be sure you get it but first…you need to get some rest" Gwen said.

Saying this, she used her free hand to make a first and bash Harry on the head. Her strong blow as well as Harry's exhaustion was enough to knock him out. His eyes closed and his body went limp as he went unconscious onto the ground. Knowing that he was finally done, Gwen just let out a deep sigh and finally let go of his hands as they dropped to the floor.

The blonde girl got up from his unconscious body and ran her hands down her face. She knew she had a hand in causing all of this. Months of leading him on, acting as if she had any interest in being his girlfriend and potentially even lover, partially caused his mental breakdown. She knew she had to help and it looked like the way to do that right now was get him the help he so desperately needed again.

As her hands finally departed from her face and she was able to get a good look at the room again, she saw 2 pairs of wide eyes on her, each of them attached to faces with wide open mouths and speechless tongues.

Gwen looked back and from both Felicia and Liz as only one word could pop out of her mouth.

"What?"