"So disappointing."
His final breaths drawing ever nearer. Setting his once believed equal down on the floor. He didn't deserve the privilege to die in his arms.
"Poor Peter.
Take comfort in the solace of knowing you will die as you lived. Alone."
Normans glider arriving on-
- the scene.
No killing blow from Norman. It would be too easy ending his misery right then and there.
One nudge and Parker was a goner... but at the end of the day. He was Spider-Man and Spider-Man was an exceptional specimen.
He can thank Norman for this chance later.
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"Just don't do it in front of Mary Janes' children...
Sure their father speaks highly of Spider-Man."
The kids were really the icing on the mockery for Norman.
Threatening him with a good time wasn't going to really help the Spider.
Speed dialing the Avengers, Fantastic Four, X-Men, Defenders, Guardians of the Galaxy, Alpha Flight, Thunderbolts, New Warriors, Champions, Inhumans, Eternals, Midnight Sons, Agents of Atlas, the Spider-Verse, and anyone else available.
We out here hunting down this fucker.
So his birthdayโs this week. Heโs not going into details but heโs in the late twenties range.
Please, if thereโs a surprise party somewhere, ๐ฟ๐ ๐๐๐ invite Norman Osborn, Wade Wilson, & ๐๐๐ช๐ก.
"I fail to see any reason not to be.
Your future at Oscorp was crafted long ago and you're finally taking steps on the right path.
Who knows. You may eventually call me Father."