Spiderman Fan Fiction ❯ Spider-Man: The Goblins Revenge ❯ Preparations ( Chapter 1 )

Author's Note: I don't own Spider-Man or any of its related characters. If I did, I would be filthy rich and living in Hollywood. Anyway, I do own my created character Alandra Detrick.

This story picks up after the first Spider-Man movie and introduces Dr. Octopus and has more Norman Osborne/Green Goblin goodness.

EDIT August 17, 2009 - There are a few major plot changes in this chapter so you need to re-read it. Details are at end of the chapter.

 

Chapter 1: Preparations

 

It was late at night when the lab exploded. There were not too many people present in the street the time, so no one saw the woman standing a block away with a smile on her face walking away. No one noticed the blackened figure of a man raise up form the ashes with four long slender objects waving about behind him. A few minutes later, the area was swarmed with police cars.

"So, was there anyone in there?" a squatty officer asked as he wiped his nose with the back of his hand. His companion rolled his eyes in disgust and yawned.

"Not sure. The lab assistant is at her apartment. She said the last person there when she left was the doctor. We haven't been able to reach him."

"What's his name?"

"Otto Octavius. He's some kind of genius or something." The officers scratched their heads and watched at the last remnants of the fire was put out.

 

'One week. There is no way the doctor survived the explosion. It's his own fault. How could he condemn my project, no…my vision, like he did? Sure, he was a genius: one of the top ten smartest scientists in the world. He wasted his potential, just like all the others. He's just another Tony Stark.' The thought of Tony Stark, head of Stark Industries, made her sick to her stomach. She hated the man with a passion. Her termination from his employment still made her blood boil, even though several years had passed. `Ugh…the only good thing I got out of working for that womanizing buffoon was the blackmail material on Obadiah Stane. But...anyway…at least Harry shares my vision. Harry understands how important it is to me and he knows what I'm capable of…'

A knock on the door woke Alandra Detrick from her thoughts. She glanced down at the computer screen before her. Lines of genetic code, belong to Norman Osborne, were scrolling down the screen. She let out a short sigh and brushed a strand of hair out of her face.

"Yes?" She said. After a few seconds ticked past the door opened and Harry Osborne stepped in shutting the door behind him. He glanced around the sparsely furnished room. There were a few file cabinets against the wall to his left near the medium sized oak desk that Alandra was sitting at. On the wall behind her were a few framed diplomas and a picture of her with Dr. Octavius from about two years prior.

"I came to see how you are progressing, " Harry said after clearing his throat. He was nervous. She scared him a great deal. He knew that she had extensive military training, both in the field and the lab. She probably knew a hundred and one ways to kill him, or anyone else for that matter. He had heard a few rumors about her work while in the military, but she had never told him herself. The rumors were more than enough to squelch any curiosity, as well as cause him to loose his lunch.

In some ways, he found it hard to believe she was even a scientist let alone a trained killer. She was about 5'8 and had short black hair that was just below her chin. Her eyes were pale blue. She body was shapely and toned; while the light red lipstick accentuated her full lips. Overall, she was a very attractive woman who could easily pass for someone in her mid to late twenties. No one would ever believe that she was nearing her forties. However, thought she was attractive, she had an air of coldness to her that made her impossible to approach or even be comfortable around. Even now, Harry had to keep fighting the urge to flee her office.

"Fine. Everything is going the way it should. I've healed your fathers wounds caused by whatever Spider-Man did and should be ready for the experiment tonight," she replied as she typed a few things on her computer. Harry smiled a little in an attempt to shrug off his apparent nervousness.

"Good. I'll be waiting." Harry said and turned to leave. 'I hope to God that it works.' He thought as he heard Alandra resumed typing again and quickly left the room.

 

Buildings, cars, and people whirled by Spider-Man as he swung from building to building. He had come to enjoy the feel of the wind through his costume during his 'web-slinging'. Since the four months that had passed since the Green Goblin incident, most everything had been quiet in the city.

'Too bad the Daily Bugle thinks I'm a masked fiend.' Spider-Man thought as he came to rest on a ledge. 'Old JJ blames me for everything from muggings to fender-benders. Oh well. He'll get over it. I wonder what Mary Jane is up too…' The though of her stirred up painful memories. She had told him that she loved him at Norman's funeral. It broke his heart to tell her that he couldn't love her back. But he couldn't let any harm come to her because he was Spider-Man.

'With great power comes great responsibility. I'll never forget what you told me Uncle Ben.' Spider-Man thought as he pushed Mary Jane from his mind for the time being. He began to look out over the city. 'Well, it seems quiet enough…' Just up the street an alarm sounded and several masked men ran from a building.

"Figures. I though it would be an easy night." He muttered as he dove from the ledge.

 

While Spider-Man was busy with the small time crooks, another theft was taking place across town. Four mechanical tentacles quickly dragged three large bags of money into a large hole in the floor of a bank vault. Because this vault stored money only used in case of a major emergency (such as a 'run on the bank', which was caused by the Great Depression), it would be a while before it was discovered to be gone.

The owner of the tentacles chuckled a little and quickly made his way down a long sewer tunnel. He was a squatty man with a soup bowl haircut and coke bottle glasses. On first glance alone, anyone would classify his as a nerd. On second glance, he would be classified as nuts. Who in their right mind would wear a white three-piece suit in a sewer?

"Now that I have the needed capitol, my plan will soon be under way. Then everyone will know the name Octavius!" the man said to himself, rather loudly, as he continued to his destination.

 

Alandra stood in front of the glass stasis chamber. Inside was the lifeless body of Norman Osborne. She was a bit nervous about the nearing experiment. She knew that it would work and that Norman would rejoin the living, but she also knew that he was the Green Goblin.

'What will he do when he wakes up? Since he has super human strength, I don't think I can subdue him if he goes on a rampage. If he gets out, then that means that Spider-Man will be sure to come. I don't want to risk that. Not yet anyway,' she thought. She placed her hand on the glass over Norman's heart and grimaced at the cold. She thought back to the night of the lab explosion and smirked remembering how easy it was. She then looked at Norman's face and smiled. 'You, my handsome super-villain, will help me prove my theory. Then the true fun will begin!' she thought as she chuckled a bit.

 

Revision Notes:

I've changed some of Alandra's timeline a bit to fit in stuff from the first Iron Man movie. So now she spent a few years working at Start Industries instead of working for Wilson Fisk. There is still a Kingpin connection, but it will be mentioned in latter chapters. There is quite a bit of back-story concerning Tony and Alandra that will slowly come out in later chapters. Also, I added in a better description of Alandra in Harry's POV…hopefully clearing up any confusion about her age.