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Post by fan4 on Mar 17, 2007 4:26:35 GMT -5
The Amazing Spider-Man #7
Octavius’s Revenge, Part 1:
Ock’s Back Written by Daniel Dyer Edited by Aaron Martel “Peter, could you please come to the board and solve the equation, please?” asks Mr. Slattery. Peter Parker, getting up from his desk, starts to feel a tingling sensation. Not again. He picks up the chalk. Here he comes. And as Peter begins to write on the board, a spitball crashes into the back of his head. “SCORE!” yells out Flash Thompson as he high fives a big, fat guy with a bald head. “Flash!” yells Liz Allen. “You nailed Puny good,” states the big guy, Kenny “Kong” McFarlane. “Thompson! McFarlane!” shouts Slattery. Peter, wiping the spitball off the back of his head, thinks I bet the Torch never has to endure things like this. |
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Post by fan4 on Mar 17, 2007 4:30:04 GMT -5
Osborn Industries
“What?!” screams Norman Osborn over the phone.
“Dr. Warren did not make it out of the city, sir,” comes the response.
“Dead?”
“His body was not present at the wreckage of the bus.”
“Any word from Octavius? Any demands?” Norman questions.
“No, sir. He has seemingly vanished since his attacks.”
“Get Dan and his men on locating Octavius.”
“Yes, sir.”
Norman hangs up his phone and holds his head in his hands, rubbing his temples.
“Headache?” questions a man from the doorway, the shadows covering his features.
“Who...?”
The man then steps into the office, his features becoming clear. The man wears a blue military uniform, guns at his hips. He has brown hair with greying temples and a black eye patch over his left eye. “Colonel Nick Fury, Mr. Osborn.”
Norman, never having seen the man before, asks, “And you are intruding in my offices because...?”
“Osborn, I have a feelin’ you know exactly why I’m here.”
Norman just stares, but Fury doesn’t flinch.
“Otto Octavius. I believe the man was under your employment?”
“Yes, but he vanished some time ago. There was an accident and...”
“We know all about the accident.” Fury then tosses a file on Norman’s desk. “Octavius was taken to a military facility after the accident.”
“Then you have the good doctor?” asks Osborn.
Nick slams his fists down on Norman’s desk, yelling, “You know very well we don’t!”
“How would I...?”
“The naive businessman doesn’t suit you, Osborn. The accident fused his mechanical tentacles to his body. He used them quite effectively to leave our custody.”
“Are you insinuating that I’m harboring Otto?”
“Not at all. But you are well aware of why we took him and what he may be up to. Just thought I’d let you know that we know. If Octavius comes a callin’, be sure to let us know. I’ll show myself out.”
As Nick leaves, Norman, in a huff of rage, throws the file across the room, the papers scattering everywhere.
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Post by fan4 on Mar 17, 2007 4:33:15 GMT -5
Midtown High
“Peter,” calls out Liz as she catches up to Peter.
“Sorry about Flash. He can be a bit of a...”
“Jerk? Bonehead? Tell me when I’m close.”
“...jock,” Liz finishes.
“Don’t worry about it. You don’t control the guy. Just date him.”
Silence settles in as Liz keeps walking beside Peter.
“Was there something else?” asks Peter.
“Yeah,” she starts. “See, I’m kinda... failing science. We have midterms coming up and well...”
“You need my help?”
“Yes. Could you meet me at the library tonight? Say, seven?”
“What about Flash?”
“What about him?” Liz responds.
A smile comes to Peter’s face. “Sure, I’ll help you.”
“Thank you. See you at seven,” Liz says as she walks off.
Hmmm, what do you know? I got a date with Liz Allen. LIZ ALLEN! Woo-yaww! Uh-oh, a slight tingle, thinks Peter as he notices a huge shadow engulf him. Don’t turn around. Don’t turn around.
“Parker!” shouts Flash.
Peter, turning around, says, “Yes, Flash?”
“What do you think you’re doin’ with my girl?”
“She just needs some help with science. I offered my assistance, is all.”
“It better be,” Flash starts, “Or else.” He moves his finger across his neck in a slashing fashion and then walks off.
You’ve faced sandmen, hydro-men, and birdmen, yet the school bully still intimidates you. Some superhero, huh?
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Post by fan4 on Mar 17, 2007 4:35:50 GMT -5
Norman sits quietly in his office. He has collected the papers from the file on Octavius and is looking them over. The accident that turned Octavius into this Doctor Octopus? It turned into a disaster. The accident was a public relations nightmare. Not only was Otto injured, but so were several civilians. Osborn quickly announced that Osborn Industries would cease all activity involving the rare isotope. And he did. He ceased all public activity involving the isotope.
Dr. Miles Warren had worked on several secret projects over the years, always working directly under Osborn. Norman knew he could trust Warren with the project. Unfortunately, now Octavius had returned and kidnapped Warren. Why? For the disc? But why take Miles with him? What do you want, Octavius?
Suddenly an alarm begins to blare.
Norman pushes his intercom button. “What in blazes is going on around here?”
His question is met with silence.
“Miss Berkley?” Norman says.
“Miss Berkley isn’t here, Norman,” is the reply through the intercom.
“Who...?”
But before Norman’s question can be answered, his office door is ripped from its hinges by four mechanical arms. The tentacles then carry Dr. Octopus into the office.
“Hello, Norman...”
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Post by fan4 on Mar 17, 2007 4:40:26 GMT -5
“Yee-haaawww!” yells out Spider-Man as he swings through New York City. A date! Me, Peter Parker, scrawny, gawky, Peter Parker, has a date!
“WOO HOO!” the web-swinging adventure calls out. With Liz Allen. I, science nerd, Peter Parker, have a date with Liz Allen. Gorgeous, lovely, Liz Allen. “YEEEE-HAAA...!”
Spider-sense? He thinks as he swings to a ledge. Where?
“Target’s in sight,” says a man who’s flying on some kind of hoverized vehicle as he takes aim.
Who’s this bozo? wonders Peter as he shoots out a web-ball to plug the man’s gun. “Careful with that, cowboy. It may backfire on you.”
And Spidey swings off, just as two more men on hovercrafts begin pursuit. Great. Two more. Who are these guys?
Spider-Man drops his web-line, falling under the flying men, gripping to the side of a building and firing out two web-lines, each attaching to one of the hovercrafts. Here we go, and Spidey pulls on both lines, crashing the two flying vehicles into each other. “Guess they don’t make hovering, flying, doo-hickeys the way they used to.”
“Spider-Man!” comes a voice amplified by a megaphone, just as another hovercraft descends from the clouds.
“Yes, who may I ask is calling?” asks Spider-Man as he swings off.
“We are not trying to hurt you!” comes the megaphone-amped voice again.
“Tell that to the guy who tried to shoot me!” Spidey yells back as he attempts some evasive maneuvers, trying to ditch his pursuer.
“It was a tranq gun. We need to talk,” the amplified voice says, keeping pace with the webbed man.
I gotta hear this. “I’m all ears,” counters Spider-Man as he turns in midair, swinging onto the dome of the hovercraft.
“It involves your encounter with Dr. Octopus,” states Nick Fury as he begins flying higher and higher, above the clouds, to where there appears a massive flying fortress. “Welcome, Spider-Man, to the S.H.I.E.L.D. Helicarrier.”
“Wow...” is all Spider-Man can say. This just may interfere with my date...
Continued...
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