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Webhead S2V6
The young, depressed, broken down hero was standing in front of a mirror on the door of his college dorm, intensely panicking late the night of October 30th as the slimy, black symbiotic substance from oscorp, the same substance that turned him into a dangerous, angry, violent and horny mad man, was once again attached to his spider powered form.
'No No no no NO! not this thing again! Not again! NOT AGAIN!' the conflicted hero yelled out internally before being calmly persuaded by the black goo that everything was alright.
'stop worrying so much. We've got this, there's no one else we need, not Flash, not Harry, not MJ, not Gwen and definitely not that sentimental old lady May. We're back bitches!'
The next morning Over at Fisk tower kingpin is in the process of threatening the young football star Flash Thompson. "Mister Thompson you have been a Thorn in my side for far too long, your trivial heroics will no longer interfere with my criminal empire." The large crime Lord bellowed to the confused young man as he sat there in his home made Spidey suit.
"Look man, I've told you I'm not the real Spidey, I'm just his biggest fan. Whatever you have against him has got nothing to do with me" the jock repeatedly stated to his captures with no success.
It wasn't long before kingpin had live broadcasted Flash being unmasked in his spiderman costume, much to the notice of Eddie Brock who was looking for a big story for continued job security.
Back at E.S.U. Peterl was sitting in the food court watching James Murray get bitched at for demanding strangers pay for his food for him when suddenly he say a daily bugle report seemingly thrown together entirely by Eddie. "Good afternoon New York I'm Eddie Brock reporting for the daily bugle breaking news! Spider-Man has been captured and unmasked by an unknown individual streaming this footage City, perhaps even nationwide, revealing that Spider-Man is none other than Empire State University football star Flash Thompson! I'm not sure how this astounding revelation will impact the city going forward but you heard it first from daily bugle media, I'm Eddie Brock." 'oh great now we got to rescue Flash Thompson from whoever took him AND from the media backlash of his "unmasking" ' peter and the ooze thought to themselves in disgust.
While Peter goes out and about to figure out where the hell his dimwitted former is being held, Harry Osborn goes over to the office of the New York Bulletin to find one Mary Jane Watson but is instead greeted by the aging African American man Ben Urich
"Well if it isn't Harry Osborn.. so what brings the esteemed CEO of Oscorp here today?" The experienced reporter asked the troubled and wealthy young man. "Where's Mary Jane Watson?" He asked, no demanded, with such attitude and impatience that Ben didn't fail to IMMEDIATELY pick up on. "well I had her out on an assignment but she should be back any minute, why don't you go wait over in that office over there SIR." He said with a hint of disdain while also jestering towards the direction of a door containing the seasoned investigator's name.
When MJ finally returns she heads into Ben's office to drop off her story only to see Harry drinking a bottle of scotch her "papa bear" kept in his desk drawer. "Harry!? What are you doing here? That's Ben's scotch!" But the lost, emotionally damaged wealthy red head didn't appear remotely phased so he drank the last drop before standing up right in her face and saying "hey MJ, you're looking smoking. So I heard you and Parker broke up, that guy is so screwed up getting away from him was definitely the best decision you ever made, of course after coming back to my house with me huh?" The fiery head head responded the only way she really could: slapping him in the face, giving him a piece of her mind "what the hell is wrong with you Harry?! What happened to you? How did you even know about any of this? I haven't seen you since high school. Pete may have a lot going on but whatever shortcomings he's four times the man you are! Now get out of here!" Kicking him out of course.
After scouring the city he or rather it thinks 'come on Pete it's obviously kingpin's fault like pretty much everything is in this city so let's just go to that fat ass piece of shits office and stop this horse shit.' he seemed to agree with the black goos thought process and headed off towards Fisk tower.
When the slimy black suited hero enters the criminal stronghold he sees the scorpion trying to coerce a confession from the Spidey dressed football jock while holding up a video camera so he jumps in landing his slimy black heel right on gargon's head. "Hey fanboy, take this camera and film me trashing ass!" The ever increasing violent vigilante said to the young Thompson as he took and tossed over the scorpion's camera.
Almost immediately after the webhead starts beating on the green armored mercenary the loud bellowing voice of the crime Lord is broadcasted through a PA system. "Gargon! You told me Thompson was Spider-Man but that black suited pest is clearly the real wall crawler! How dare you betray me!" Before scorpions suit began sparking causing the man inside intense pain adding on to the torment of being punched in the face repeatedly by a young man with the proportional strength of a spider. "Yo Spidey! I think he's had enough… his suit is already taken him down for you, you can stop now bro…" the young man behind the camera timidly stated to his idol but our hero only snarled before yanking the jock in the air and jumping out of Fisk's crime center.
About an hour after the whole city clearly saw flash filming Spider-Man back in black fighting the scorpion in a way only Spider-Man can Jameson was not happy with one Edward Brock junior. "YOU WENT OFF ON YOUR OWN, TAKING OVER MY NEWS FEED TO BROADCAST YOURSELF REPORTING THAT FLASH THOMPSON WAS SPIDER MAN UNDER THE BUGLE NAME! NOT ONLY DID YOU COMINDEAR MY NETWORK FOR YOUR OWN BENEFIT, NOT ONLY DID YOU MAKE THAT KID A TARGET BUT YOUR CLAIMS WERE COMPLETELY WRONG SOILING MY REPUTATION AND THE REPUTATION OF THIS MEDIA COMPANY! YOU'RE FIRED!" the angry media man ranted to the disheveled, down on his luck man.
In a brief moment of free will for the young parker he decided to go check up on his hard working aunt who he's neglected during his plunge into the college experience. When he arrived at his former home in Queens he saw his aunt consoling and even more disastrous looking Eddie. " Eddie. What are you doing here?" He asked his old friend with a noticeable edge. The rundown dark haired man sunk his face further into his hands as he reveals his new lack of employment. "I don't know what you really expected Eddie. Of course Jameson would fire you for doing something that damn stupid, we really thought you had more sense than that but we guess not. What a waste of time and money med school must have been for you." The super powered young man stated coldly, gradually being influenced by the symbiote more and more.
After Peter's unwarranted hostility towards his oldest friend the aging parker woman apologized, bid Eddie goodnight and turned her anger and concern to her nephew. "Peter Benjamin Parker what has gotten into you?! Eddie has been your friend since you were 4 years old and he's had a really rough night. He needed your support not your hostility!" But the symbiote was only feeding on and generating more anger including towards the woman who raised him. "It's not our job to cottle him, he's a big boy who can deal with his own mistakes." "I raised you to be the kindest, most understanding young man I know but I don't recognize you right now. I hope I see that compassionate Peter again soon but until then get out of my house." After her speech Peter just walked out without expression.
When he arrives back on campus he sees Gwen on the way back to her dorm from the library and before he could control himself he went up to her with such anger. "Gwen. What are you doing with this Randy tool!? What about us!? You said you loved us, that we were important to you but you just threw that away and moved on with no problem to one of Flash's D-bag teammates!? How dare you!" Gwen was more than a little surprised and upset at her former boyfriend's outburst. "How dare I? Peter, how dare you? I did love you, we really did matter to me but almost all we did was cause each other pain and you have no right to come to me like this judging me for moving on and who I chose to be with." She replied desperately trying and failing to keep her cool. "It's just us Gwen. Not Harry. Not MJ. And definitely not Randy." The spider parker said coldly, seemingly not hearing a word the blonde science student just said. 'Wait a minute he's acting like he did when he….' she realized with the utmost concern "you're using the symbiote again. Peter, how could you let that thing back on you after what it did?! You know how dangerous it is, please get rid of it." She pleaded with him desperately trying to get through to him because not only is it dangerous to everyone but she still loves him, she'll always love him. "The only thing that needs to be gotten rid of is Randy Robertson. Call me when you're done with him." He told her smugly before walking off to his own dorm.
When he made it to his dorm Flash was going on and on about how Spider-Man saved him but he's also acting like "an edgy asshole" again. Just as Pete was about to lay down, completely ignoring the ranting jock, he saw a manhole open up in the street outside with the scaly figure adorned in a tattered white lab coat emerging from below. 'connors.' he thought with contempt.
A/N: more of Harry's ever growing decent into villainy, more of kingpins twisted manipulation, more of how much of a tool that symbiote makes peter that not even aunt may seems to be able to reach him, some clear venom set up, and of course the biggest villain of them all: Jameson. What's gonna happen next? Who knows because I'm so so drunk right now I can't even read what I'm writing, it's just a big blurry smear. I hope my words aren't too screwed up! Anyway until next time true believers!