Ch: 73 [Norman and Goblin]

Ch: 73 [Norman and Goblin]

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Meanwhile...

Norman was sitting in an isolated cell in the prison. He was not allowed to speak with anyone or make calls. The news about his arrest and his company's downfall was all over the media. The reputation and everything he had built over the years came crashing down like a house of cards. His dream of becoming the president and controlling the world's economy and military was shattered.

Everything is because of Spiderman. That bug is the root of all evil. Norman was sure about it. He kept muttering to himself, "I'll kill him. I'll kill him. I swear on my life, I'll kill him."

Then a voice came from behind, "Norman, Norman, Norman..."

He jumped up and looked back at the wall. There was no one there. Then, he saw a spider crawling down from the ceiling. Norman stared at the spider in fear.

The spider crawled down the wall and stopped right in front of him, he squashed it under his shoe.

Then, he heard a voice in his head, "You know, Norman. Killing a small spider won't kill the root of all your problems."

"Who are you?" Norman panicked.

"Don't worry about me, Norman. You just need to worry about yourself. See, you are already in jail, and there's no way out. Your dreams shattered, and you lost everything including your family," The voice continued, "What are you going to do now? With you stuck here, Harry's disease will get even worse, and within a year or so, he will die."

"No!" Norman cried out, "No, no, no, no!"

"Yes, Norman. Yes! You need to take responsibility for your actions. And you need to pay for them. But why should you pay? You did everything to cure your son. You walked through the hell to find a cure, but every time you were closer to finding a cure, it slipped away from your grasp. First that kid, what was his name? Ah! Subject 0X, he mocked you before his death and now a fucking bug dares to smoke you like this. Oh, Norman. I feel pity for you."

Norman was silent. He sat on the bed as the memories of his past flashed before his eyes. He was so close that day, so very close, but that boy... That boy in his final death bed awakened his second mutation, but he laughed at him, showed him the middle finger, and died just like that. Now a newbie hero, a man in a spandex suit, who swings around the city like a bug, took down his entire empire, just like that.

"Hahahaha..." Norman started to laugh. He doesn't know why, but he just felt like laughing. The whispers he had been hearing since the day he took the experimental serum are no longer whispers, but voices. Voices of his inner self born from insanity. The goblin serum changed him in more ways than he could ever imagine.

The voice continued, "The only way out of this, Norman, is to kill everything and everyone who dares stand in your way."

"No!" For a moment Norman regained his sanity, "I... I... What have I done?!"

"You have done what was necessary for Harry, right? Don't feel sorry for yourself," The voice in his head intensified.

Norman started to hear a screeching sound. He looked up at the ceiling and saw a group of spiders crawling toward him. He panicked and tried to move away, but they started to cover him.

"You need to kill the Spider, Norman. You must kill Spiderman."

"No... no... no... STOP!" Norman grabbed his ears and crouched down on the floor, curling into a ball, "Get away from me! Please! No! No, please! Ahh... no!"

"KILL THE SPIDER! KILL SPIDERMAN!"

The voices kept repeating over and over again, nonstop. Norman could not take it anymore. He tried to stand up, but his body refused to move. He could feel his head spinning and his heart pounding. The spiders kept crawling on him. He tried to scream, but nothing came out of his mouth. His vision started to blur, and everything went black.

"Kill the spider... Kill Spiderman..." Norman began to mumble.

"That's right, Norman. Kill him. Kill Spiderman. You need to kill him. Kill him now," The voice continued.

"Yes, yes, yes," Norman said, "I will kill him. I will kill the Spider."

He felt his body regaining strength and stood up and looked at the small sink. He opened the tap and the water began to gather in that clogged sink. There he saw his own reflection, grinning at him. It was as if another Osborn was looking at him.

"You be careful out there," Bret replied. He didn't ask anything as he already understood the situation from her worried look.

She dialed a number on her phone, "This is Yuri. Central jail now... Send medics and backup..."

Yuri didn't care about anything else as she jumped into her car and drove like a madwoman toward the jail. She couldn't believe that Norman escaped, and that too with such ease. The fact that he had killed a bunch of guards was bad enough, but the fact that he was still out there made her stomach churn.

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The news of Norman killing the guards and escaping the prison was all over the news. Some are even calling him a mutant and as usual, the hate toward the mutants was rising.

"Ah! Crap! He escaped. Probably he has already become Green Goblin. Oh, well. I'll kick his ass in due time. First thing first, I need to take down my imposter," Peter mumbled as he watched the news.

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[Kingpin's hideout]

Kingpin was lying on a massive bed, surrounded by medical equipment. He was pale and weak. He had lost a lot of weight. He was watching the news as his grip on the iron bar around the bed tightened.

He looked at his nurse and said, "Call my doctor."

"Yes, sir," She said as she rushed out of the room.

Kingpin looked at the screen again and saw Norman's face on it. His nemesis is finally on the run without any power and he won't let this chance to get Norman's head slip away.

The doctor came in, "What is it, sir? Do you need another injection?"

"No, no," Kingpin replied, "Get me on my feet. I want to walk again."

The doctor stared at him for a moment and then said, "Sir, you are very weak. You should not move yet. It's too early."

Kingpin looked at him and said, "How can I lie here when the one responsible for all this is out there?"

"Sir. Your health comes first. We must not let the elders of the Hand find out about your condition. You know how they are," The doctor warned him.

"Yes. You are right, doctor. It was a momentary lapse in judgment. I am fine now. Call Miss Emma, tell her that I require her assistance."

"As you wish, sir," The doctor bowed his head and left.

Kingpin stared at the ceiling. He knew that he couldn't stay here for long. He had to get out of here and make his move before his enemies found out about his condition. But this unknown toxin in his body was eating him from the inside. He closed his eyes and remembered that day. The day he almost died in the hands of that unknown assassin sent by Osborn. He didn't know who the man was or where he came from, but he knew that he was deadly. He tried to block that memory, but it kept coming back to him.

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